#steve sanders x reader

[stargazing-imagines]

Couples Therapy — Steve Sanders x Fem!reader

Description: you and Steve’s relationship is on the brink of destruction that you two take on couples therapy.

Warnings: making out in public, bad writing

Fandom: Beverly Hills 90210

Requested: no

“So… what brings you two to couples therapy?” Asked your therapist as she folded her hands into her lap, looking over at you and Steve who sat on the opposite ends of the couch, arms folded.

“She thinks I cheated on her.” Admitted Steve as he threw his hand in the air “which I clearly didn’t do.”

“Well then why did I hear it from Kelly that were sucking faces with some blonde at the frat party?” You asked as you stood up

“She got onto me y/n, how many times do I need to tell you that?!”

“Ok ok ok, let’s calm down before you scare the patients.” Said your therapist as she held both hands in front of her, signaling the stop the fighting “now… this is the first time that I’m dealing with college teens so please bare with me.”

“Look this is a waste of time, I’m leaving.” Said Steve as he stood up “our relationship is fine.”

“Oh yeah, what’s my favorite color?” You asked

“Black?” Asked Steve, you scoffed before rubbing your temples with your fingers

“It’s y/f/c!” You shouted

“I’m sorry, ok!”

“Ok, I’m going to say this.” Said your therapist “I think I feel some tension between you two to the point that it’s unhealthy.”

“So how do we get our vibe back?” Asked Steve

“Maybe try hanging out with one another for an entire day and then let it out.”

“This is torture.” You said as you seated at the front seat of Steve’s corvette, crossing your arms

“I can’t believe you would think that I would cheat on you with some rando at a party.”

“Yeah it’s kinda hard to be in a relationship with you when you flirt with every girl in sight.” You said, eyes not leaving the street signs

The car went to a subtle stop.

“What are you doing?” You asked as you looked at Steve

“Look, you mean the world to me and you may hate me but I do know that down inside that you can’t live a day without me.”

It was true, you and Steve have been together since junior year. You still remember the day like it was yesterday when you two met. You were walking with your nose in your schedule, not seeing the corvette in sight which made you yelp as it came closer to you.

“Ok maybe I exaggerated a little bit.” You said “I’m sorry I accused you of cheating.”

“It’s fine.” Said Steve “don’t worry about it, all that matters is that I have my girl back.”

With that you two kissed, not having a care in the world or not caring if other people were watching

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[stevebabey]

let the kisses linger

word count: 3.3k summary: Steve Harrington is not your boyfriend, not yet. So far you’ve had a couple sweet kisses and an infuriating amount of dates spent with him making you nervous. Now, you just want to kiss him like you mean it, more than a peck, and maybe ask him to be your boyfriend while you do it. Steve beats you to it, on both counts. [cheeky tiny makeout + gn!reader (but r is mentioned to wear a bikini) + first relationship!reader]

It starts with a touch.

You’ve come to learn it always does with Steve. Fingers skirting along any bare skin he can find, drawing a line on your waist when just a sliver is exposed. Along the ridge of your neck, curling his hand to rest against your shoulder. His fingertips tease at your neck, feather-soft touches that can make you shiver if you’re not expecting it.

You think he does it just to see the goosebumps that trail in the wake of his touch. From the way he always grins, like the cat that got the cream, you’re probably right.

Steve can’t help it. You’re so responsive.

Maybe it’s because it’s new, this thing between you and Steve — you’ve been on a couple dates together after a string of painfully obvious flirtations over the Family Video counter that Robin had been forced to witness. You’ve just not quite sealed the deal yet.

However, even though Steve’s had more girlfriends than he can count on one hand, this part? Never gets old.

The electricity. The dance, the build-up; getting to see how you react when you’re not quite expecting him to be as close and touchy as he is.

He adores all of it. The delightful shudder you give when he slips his fingers into your hair, gifting a soft scratch along your scalp when you two had gotten cozy during a film. Your gloriously warm cheeks give you away even though Steve can read exactly when you’re nervous.

You’re utterly precious to him — and Steve wouldn’t exchange your shy smiles, flushed cheeks, or your nervous little reactions that are all because of him, for anything in the world.

Maybe it’s because you’re new to this.

First date, first time holding hands, first kiss — you’ve given them all to Steve. With the seriousness he takes them all, wholly prepared to blow your expectations out of the water, you feel you can trust them with him.

But even with trust, there’s no quelling the sticky nervousness that runs free beneath your skin when his hands begin to wander.

At first, it made you freeze. Not sure how to relax under hands that just want to hold you, touch you, just cos’ they can.

You think it took, maybe, a whole hour for you to relax and let yourself slump against Steve on your fourth date, curled up together on the couch. You think Steve knew of your nervousness and thanked him silently for his nonchalance at your stiffness. Not one comment was made.

You had relaxed into his side eventually. Steve, of course, had then gone and wrapped an arm around you and pulled you back into his chest and you’d gone straight back to tensed up.

His arms were wound around your middle, hands resting on your tummy and you hadn’t a clue on how you were supposed to be calm about it. You had mentally cursed his pretty hands, and his warm arms, and prayed to whoever was listening to grant you some semblance of strength.

And then, the bastard had leaned down, lips ghosting the shell of your ear, and whispered, “Y’can relax, sweetheart.”

You could practically hear the grin, cursing how you tensed up more — and forced yourself to melt against him. His arms tightened, pulling you closer as if this had been his plan all along. Steve’s chuckle wouldn’t have been audible if you hadn’t been so close to him.

Yeah, he definitely knew how nervous he made you.

The difference between then and now? Now, you want his wandering touch. Steve had been so sweet and good in the beginning, a little bit of teasing to watch you blush and squirm, and then he’d back off. Make sure you were actually comfortable.

You’re not sure you’ll shake the nerves with him — it’s just a Steve thing. He’s gorgeous, you’re nervous, the sky is blue, yadda yadda.

But how do you send a different message — tell him that he’s started a hunger in you that’s not quite satisfied with fleeting touches — when all you can do is shiver and blush when he puts his hands on you?

However you do, you need to figure it out, like, stat.

Today, in the blistering swell of summer, it’s getting near unbearable. At the Harrington house, Steve’s invited the party around for a bit of a pool party and you think you might die if you get to see him shirtless for any longer without getting your hands on him.

Steve’s meanly decided to forgo his shirt. It leaves him walking around in only slightly too short swim shorts and a smirk that says he knows exactly what he’s doing.

You get a tasty eyeful of his warm tan skin on display through the patio doors, your eyes tracking each mole on his skin. He’s scooping the pool free of leaves and you honestly feel like this is the start of some shitty porno with you lusting over the pool-boy. You’re fairly sure he knows you’re staring which makes it worse. He’s evil.

The muscles in his back ripple as he cleans, biceps bulging deliciously and you might seriously start drooling at the sight—how did you get him to go out with you, again?

“You’re drooling.”

Beside you in the kitchen, big sunglasses pushing back her fringe, Robin manages to startle you with her silent appearance. You jump just a bit, tearing your eyes away from Steve — you hadn’t heard her approach.

Your hand flies to your mouth, wiping fast. Embarrassment flushes up when you swipe at nothing and Robin cackles at the sight. 

You roll your eyes but it does little to deter the heat in your face.

“I’m just messing with ya,” She nudges her shoulder against yours, her grin looking far too cheeky for your liking. Like she could read into every thought that had just been streaming through your head. You silently hope not.

“I wasn’t- there was no drooling.” You say, the conviction in your voice weakening with each word.

Robin wrinkles her nose. “That was a lie of epic proportions. You so were.”

You pout a bit, embarrassment still shining through. Robin just grins further and adjusts her sunglasses. She heads to the fridge, pulls it open, and plucks out some orange juice, beginning to drink from the bottle.

“No shame.” She says lightly, between a gulp, then reconsiders after a moment, her eyes bright. “Okay, a little shame — you looked ready to jump him right here and now.”

Your face might rival the sun in heat right now.

“But he’s your boyfriend, isn’t he?” It comes out a bit gargled from the juice she’s yet to swallow. Boyfriend comes out like bwoyfend. She continues after a swallow. “If anyone’s allowed to ogle, it’d be you, no?”

Uh oh. The B-word. The not-yet official name that you’re not sure you’re allowed to use in reference to Steve just yet.

“Um,” you cough a bit, wondering if you can skirt around the question. Yes some part of you sings, because you really really want him to be. You have to scold yourself for fibbing, even if it’s only in your head. Robin takes another swig, her eyes still on you.

“Not exactly.” You admit sheepishly, a hand coming up to rub the back of your neck. “We haven’t— he hasn’t- it’s not like that. Yet.”

Robin grins as she watches you fumble for words, screwing the cap back on the OJ. She leans her hip against the countertop, casting a glance out the window.

You go to follow her look and then think the better of it, focusing back on Robin. Like you need your blush to get any more fierce.

“Dingus is being stupid. He probably just needs a nudge.” Her eyes spy the thin cherry-red strap of your bikini, peeking out beneath your cotton shirt. “I’m sure that bikini will do the trick.”

She seems to hear herself, her eyes widening a moment later, slipping into a raspy ramble you know well. “Though, it should be said I totally believe Steve likes you for your personality. He’s not like— he wouldn’t just- he’s a multi-faceted man with many many layers!”

It all bursts out a bit frantic, so very Robin. You’re both amused at her insistence that Steve doesn’t just view you as eye-candy and grateful for the way she’s managed to melt off some of your nerves, huffing a small laugh at her dramatics.

“Who is?” Steve asks, voice cutting into the conversation.

You startle a moment, surprised. He’s standing in the doorway that leads out to the pool, both arms stretched above his head to grasp the top of the door frame, leaning into it. You can’t help the way your gaze instantly draws up along his arms, far too fixated on the delicious show of his muscles to properly focus on answering his question.

“Certainly not you, dingus.” Robin comments, already clocking the hazed expression on your face. She recognizes the same absurd flirting face on Steve she’d become far too familiar with at Scoops and takes her cue, orange juice in hand.

“People arrive in like 5 minutes, just remember!” The knowing in her tone makes you consider blushing again, just to be ashamed of how quickly she had read you for filth.

Steve certainly seems to know too. He drops his arms, waltzing in to meet you in the kitchen and you will yourself not to step back when he comes a little closer than expected.

“This is a nice little number,” he murmurs, voice low. His eyes are trained on your shoulder and before you ask what he means, his hand comes up, fingers toying with the strap of your bikini. Where his skin meets yours, fire streaks beneath it, like a connecting point of static electricity.

“You think?” You ask a little breathier than you’re intending. It nearly makes you scrunch your face up in cringe, feeling a familiar glow in your cheeks.

You don’t, only because when Steve nods, teeth scraping his bottom lip for a moment and eyes wandering over your face, he looks a little lovestruck. Like he can’t believe you’re real.

His other hand comes up, both his palms resting on your shoulders and he trails them down your arms lightly, soft touches, til both your hands are in his.

“Come show me out in the sunlight?” He asks, cocking his head back out to the pool. His hands tug you ever-so-slightly. You can’t help but oblige, letting him pull you out, barely holding back your smile as he does.

There’s just something about when he touches you. Steve Harrington is a man all about touch and you’ve been going crazy finding out just how touchy he can get when you’re the one in his heart.

You amble out onto the tiles behind him and squint just a bit at the change in lighting, the bright rays of midday casting down onto the backyard. It’s mildly warm out, balmy, and with just a hint of a breeze that ruffles your shirt for a moment. 

Steve’s feet move nimbly to suddenly redirect you both — walking you both against the side of the house, til your back presses against the wall. You’re just out of view of the sliding doors, and you’d be foolish to think it’s not by design. Come show me out in the sunlight? His words echo in your head, inciting a familiar warmth in your cheeks.

“Steve—?”

“I’m gonna kiss you now if that’s okay,” He breathes, voice suddenly a lot heavier than it had been inside. Like it might actually ache inside if he doesn’t get his lips against your skin — like perhaps your lips held the antidote to a poison that was making his blood sing for your touch.

One of his hands releases your own to travel up, curling along your jaw, fingertips sliding into your hair. His eyes are still drinking in every detail of your face, affection mixed with something darker conveyed across his features.

His fingers caress along your scalp, thumb along your neck, tantalizing touches that you’re sure he’s not even aware he’s doing. But still, he doesn’t kiss you, waiting for a yes. God, he’s sweet.

Especially considering the answer is a huge fat unanimous yes.

It’s been a yes since the moment you saw him today. It’s been a thousand yes’ piling up in the weeks of seeing him, building up from the first time you kissed him and somehow bit his lip and he had only laughed and soothed it against your own.

Your yes has been growing inside you, the desire to kiss him like you mean it and leave him pink in the face and pretty.

It only takes one tiny please falling off your lips for Steve to close the gap, his lips brushing against yours. He kisses you, gentle for a moment - til a hunger overtakes and the kisses quickly turn hot and fast.

There’s urgency coiled up beneath your skin and it bursts to the surface at his kiss, the feeling you’ve been desperately craving. Steve gives you what you want gladly.

His grip in your hair tightens slightly, his kiss turning a little more fierce, and you keen and eagerly return it. His other hand has found your waist, startling a small gasp out of you when his warm palm covers your hip and bring you closer. His lips break away, just enough to take in some air and let you breath a moment, then he dives back in.

Kissing Steve, you’re quickly learning, is pure delirium.

His lips are soft and greedy and he steals kisses as quick as you can give them. There’s a quiet hum in the back of his throat, borderline a groan — and when you remember your hands, moving them from awkwardly hovering at your side to cup his face, fingers delving into his hair, the groan breaks free.

“You,” He pauses his attack of affection, lips still an inch from yours. Your eyes blink open, not aware of when they had closed. Steve’s scanning your face, looking for something, lips already pinker from your kisses. “You good? Not too much f’you?”

Your heart pounds a little faster at his care. His attentive gaze tracks your emotions to make sure he hasn’t pushed you too far, that you’re not overwhelmed by the affection. He’s so fucking nice.

You are overwhelmed, just a bit. It’s impossible not to when Steve kisses the way he does; so sweet, and like he envies anything that’s ever touched your lips. It’s pure passion, in a way you can’t even begin to describe.

The heat under your skin burns hotter. The places he touches you — his fingers in your hair, his hand on your waist, the press of his body against yours — all glow gloriously warm. Steve looks so stupidly hot, you nearly want to whine aloud about how unfair it is.

His chest is heaving a bit, a flush up his neck, his hair tousled from your grip on it. In the buttery sunlight, he’s golden and the same moles you had been staring at not 10 minutes ago look even more divine this close. You want to kiss each one, connect them with a press of your lips, and leave little marks of your own.

You want to devour him; you start and answer his question, with another kiss.

Steve’s surprise is only shown in his parted lips, a small gasp swallowed in the kiss, and you take it as an invitation, a hot swipe of your tongue across his lower lip. You take it between your own, a ghost of a nibble that makes him shudder delightfully beneath you.

Steve kisses back fervently and just when you think you’ve got the rhythm, sighing into his mouth, he pulls back. You make a noise of dissatisfaction and he chuckles lowly at it.

You don’t even get a moment to ask what’s wrong, your eyes still comfortably closed as Steve stays close, pressing his forehead down against yours. In a raspy whisper, just for you, he says, “Be mine?”

Your eyes fly open at that, some pocket of air whooshing out your lungs. He’s watching you intently, caramel eyes that give away his nervousness even if his voice hadn’t wavered. This close, you can see a smattering of freckles that dot his nose and you swear, inside your chest, your heart just sighs. He’s so pretty it hurts.

You’ve only been awed silence for a few seconds before his nose nudges yours, hand on your waist pulling you even closer. Before you can find your words, he asks it again— in between peppering soft kisses up the side of your face. “Be mine, please?”

“You- You wanna be my boyfriend?” You ask, not meaning to sound so disbelieving.

A nervous laugh titters out as you lean in closer instinctively. Your heart feels as though it’s going to beat out of your chest, as wild as a hummingbird’s wings, and it makes you grin— your lips curl up involuntarily, completely unable to help the way you beam.

“Of course,” Steve laughs lightly, nuzzling his nose against yours. Then, because he seems to have a pattern of being awfully repetitive today, his voice turns softer, all sincere when he whispers, “Of course.”

Damn him. Every time you think you’re close to settling those butterflies, to biting back the nerves that make your spine tingle, he swoops in and one-ups himself — does or says something else stupidly romantic so that all you can is grin like a dope.

You’re not proud of the giddy little noise that slips out of you when you nod excitedly, cheeks already starting to ache from how wide your grin is. You sink your teeth into your bottom lip, trying to stop smiling enough to kiss him again but Steve doesn’t bother waiting. The next kiss is a bit fumbled, both of you smiling too much to properly kiss but one or two more softens your smiles.

You kiss him hard, remember your hands and tug him close, closer, he’s not close enough — a pleased hum comes from your boyfriend’s throat and even the word in your mind makes you smile too much to keep kissing him.

A sharp rap against the sliding doors makes you whip your head to the side, both you and Steve looking perfectly guilty of being caught in your makeout. Slightly swollen lips, bitten and pink, on the both of you, not to mention the close proximity of the pair of you pressed against the house.

“Ahem,” Robin clears her throat from where she stands, out from the doorway since she had come looking for you. “Guests are arriving if you’d cared to notice.”

Part of you droops, entirely fixated on stealing a thousand kisses from Steve and maybe leaving a few marks of your own. His disappointed huff, barely audible, lets you know Steve is well on the same page as you.

Extracting yourself from his arms, you press him back with your fingertips planted in the middle of his chest. Steve turns back to you, groans aloud like he’s about to complain, and it just furthers your smile into a smirk.

“Plenty of time for that later,” You say, still sounding too giddy to come out as confident as you’re aiming for. Internally, some part of you sings, glad you’re finally confident enough in yourself that you verge from skittish nerves into playful teasing.

Your fingers on his chest twitch, walking up to the line of his collarbones and lingering on the base of his throat. Steve watches you closely, gaze a little hungrier than before, and then he huffs again, playfully slapping your hand away from his chest.

“Oh my god, I’ve created a monster!” He covers his face dramatically and throws his head back, egged on by the laughter that escapes you. The expanse of his throat is bared, hot tan skin that is begging to be littered with love bites. You take the thought and bookmark it, for later.

“C’mon then, boyfriend.” You say, just ‘cos you can. Steve grins. Your chest burns beautifully, in a way you never want to quench.

Besides, you can quell that hunger later. He is your boyfriend now, after all.

[winchester90210]

The BH 90210 Rewrite. 1x18: It’s Only A Test

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Chapter Summary: The SATs, health emergencies, and way too many feelings.

Warnings: mentions of tumors and loss of a loved one, a little bit of angst, maybe a swear word somewhere. I think that’s it!

Word Count: 2,300 My work is not to be reposted and/or edited without my expressed written consent. (Reblogging is fine and encouraged!!) Feedback is incredibly appreciated! :)

A/N:Thanks for everyone’s patience! I had to take a little time off due to Shannen coming out about her cancer returning. It just felt weird to hear about that and then write a chapter about Brenda having a cancer scare. I just needed a little time to process it, but now I’m back and the next chapter (April is the Cruelest Month) is ACTUALLY going to come out next week! Very excited about that. Okay, okay, I’ll shut up now. Enjoy! :) I’d usually link the song for the chapter but it’s not letting me for some reason. The song I would’ve linked is Opposites Attract by Paula Abdul if you still want to check it out! -

Seven days. Seven days! You have seven days to prepare for the SAT. Not six. Sure, you’ve been preparing for it practically your entire life but… a week? It’s like a sick joke or something.

You chew on the end of your pencil, bouncing your leg in a monotonous yet anxious fashion against the wooden desk in the newsroom. Staring down at the article in front of you, your heart pounds. It’s official. No one at this school knows how to use a comma and you can’t possibly fix everyone’s mistakes but you’re gonna die trying. How the hell does Andrea do this? And why did she think dropping all of her work on you right before the biggest test of your life was a good idea?

So you have to cover for her and prepare for the SATs all at the same time— not a big deal! It’s fine! You’d still have plenty of time to see your boyfriend, make sure you can get into a decent college, and see that the next issue of the Blaze gets out on time. Piece of cake! And hey, if you happen to make it out of all of this sane, that’s just a bonus.

“Y’know, I’ve wondered who’s been masticating all the pencils around here,” Brandon teases you as he struts over. You look up from the desk for the first time in half an hour to meet his glance.

“Masticating? Why— why use that word? You could’ve used chewed or chomped or a thousand other words. Masticating is totally unnecessary. Masticating is the kind of word that you learn on one of those super expensive, way too exclusive SAT prep courses.”

“What, like Alfred B. Cook?” He cocks an eyebrow up, pulling a stool from beside him to sit down next to you.

“‘Or you be fried,’” you quote exasperatedly, resting your head in your hand.

“Let me guess— Steve?”

“Bingo,” you sigh.

“If it makes you feel any better, I don’t think those prep courses even work. The SATs are designed to test you on stuff you already know, you can’t cram for them.”

“That’s what I told Steve to begin with but… then again, maybe you can! I mean if there is some kind of system or something, then everyone else who can’t afford those stupid overpriced courses is put at a total disadvantage! And I- I can’t afford to be put at any kind of disadvantage, not with everything I have to do!“

“First off, Y/N/N, you’re the smartest person I know! Besides, it’s just a test. A test that you can take twice if you want to. Second… I think you need to cut back on the coffee because you’re about five seconds away from short-circuiting.” You roll your eyes at him for the coffee jab, but you know he’s right.

“Well, sure, it’s just a test— but it’s a test that’ll determine whether I end up at Stanford or San Quentin.”

-

“So, you know how we were all at Kelly’s studying for the SATs?” You nod in response, joining Brenda on the edge of her bed. Brenda crosses her arms over her chest, settling back into her bed. “Well, she was reading this magazine and it had this thing in it about… where y’know, you check your breasts for lumps.” She stirs in her spot, kicking her feet up onto the bed. “So—“ she inhales and her voice is low, solemn. “we all decided to do it. I don’t know why, I guess we were bored.” There’s something in the way that she starts gazing off, staring mindlessly into the corner of her bedroom that rubs you the wrong way. Something was off.

“Bren, that’s not something we have to worry about at our age.”

“Well, the article said that even people our age should get into the habit. So, we all did the test,” her words begin to waver as she speaks, “And I thought I felt something.” Her eyes well up, lower eyelids reddening against her tears that are threatening to break through. “So, I talked to my mom and we went to the doctor.”

No. No no no no no. There’s no way… but would she even be telling you about this if there was nothing to worry about? Your stomach lurches instinctively. Suddenly you didn’t feel so well.

“And?” The second she takes to respond feels like an hour as you await her response.

“It’s a tumor.” You shake your head, stammering.

“That—that— How is that possible? I mean, you’re only sixteen and—and—“ you stop yourself short to take a deep, thoughtful breath. “Bren…”

You don’t know what else there is to do besides pulling her into a hug. Her head sits on your shoulder and your hand is resting on her back. You sit like that for a moment, finding comfort in each other’s company. You’d never had a friend like her before. Sure, you’ve had friends, but nothing could hold a candle to what you have with her. It was nice, having someone you could talk about anything with, free of judgment, free of criticism. And the thought of losing that… losing her? As that starts to sink in, it terrifies you.

“We’re getting a biopsy on Saturday,” she whispers.

There’s a beat before you mumble, “At least you get to miss the SATS?”

-

“So, Steve, any glorious plans this evening?” You meet up with your friend on the way out of West Beverly.

“I was planning on studying. You know what they say— ‘Alfred B. Cook—‘“

“Or you be fried, yeah, I get it. Can I come?”

“Are you asking me for a date?” He flashes a mischievous grin, to which you scoff.

“Of course I am,“ you tease, “Nothing and I mean nothing gets me in the mood for romance like my boyfriend’s best friend and the impending doom of a standardized test.” Steve rolls his eyes, waiting for you to finish. “Look, of course I’m not asking you for a date. What I am asking you for is the Alfred B. Cook advantage. The notes, practice tests, secret government documents– whatever you’ve got.” You shoot him a pair of pleading eyes. "Hey, I’ve gotta go… see you at eight?” You start to slowly tread backward in the direction of your car as you talk.

You turn on your heel toward the parking lot as you hear him call out “It’s a date!”

“No it’s not!”

-

“Hey, turn it off— we’re supposed to be studying!” You plead loudly as he turns the radio on his nightstand up, pop music blaring so loud you’re surprised the furniture isn’t shaking.

“Come on, you love this song!”

“Steve, everybody loves this song. Paula‘s a goddess of pop,” you dismiss him, reaching over and twisting the dial down.

“Loosen up. Y’know, what you really need is some fun,” he turns the dial to the other side, and now you’re back at square one.

“I have plenty of fun!” you narrow your eyes challengingly, but when you go to turn it back down, a small neon orange ball comes hurdling at your face. You gasp, dodging the projectile aimed at your head. “Did you really just throw an off-brand cheese ball at my face?”

“Maybe I did… maybe I didn’t,” he shrugs nonchalantly, moving over to the lounge chair in the corner of his room.

“What are you, five?” You reprimand him, and as he bends over to pick up a pencil from his carpet, you scoop the plastic bucket of cheese balls, firing a few directly at him. They hit his shoulder blade, crumbling as they fall down to the carpet, hints of orange residue leaving itself all over Steve.

“Who’s five now?”

-

“Okay, you got four choices, right? Well, out of those four, one will be a total throwaway,” Steve explains, pacing around his room as you catapult yourself back onto his bed, settling to sit cross-legged. It had only taken an hour and a handful of cheese balls to get a Steve to actually start studying.

“Wait, really?“

“Yeah! They do it so they can weed out the morons,” he nods, “No you’ve got three choices left and out of those three choices, one word will often mean the total opposite, so you can rule that one out too. Then you’re down to two choices, and even if you don’t know the answer, you’ve still got a 50/50 shot.”

“That makes it so much easier!” You fall back dramatically and rest your forearm under the back of your head.

“Yeah, you just can’t spend too much time on one question, you have to breeze through it with total confidence and no hesitation.”

“God, I hope I can do it.” You exhale, watching the fan on the ceiling swirl around.

“You can do it. You’re smart already. In fact, I think that’s your problem. You totally outsmart yourself.” He joins you on his queen size bed, lying down beside you.

“Well, sometimes I wish I wasn’t so ‘smart,’” you scoff.

“You know what?” He waits until you’re looking at him with curious eyes to continue, “you’re pretty cute when you’re not biting my head off.” You roll your eyes at his bluntness. If he was anyone else you’d probably be a little offended, but it was Steve. You were way too used to it now.

“Is that supposed to be some kind of compliment?”

“No…” You watch as his eyes flicker from your own, to your lips, then slowly back up to your eyes. “This is.” He leans forward, and before you can even process what’s happening, his lips are on yours.

You sock him hard in the shoulder, shooting up from his bed.

“Steve!”

“What?” He grabs his shoulder as if in pain, but you know it’s only his ego that’s wounded.

“What the hell, man?!” You run your hands through your hair, groaning out in frustration. “Why on earth would you do that?!”

“Well, uh… I don’t know. I thought I was picking up on something, that’s all.”

“I have to go… Hey, I’m sure you helped my score two—three hundred points.” You scramble to get your things together, actively avoiding looking Steve in the eye.

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“Hey, B,” you join Brandon on the grass in the quad, a small thud as you set your food down beside you.

“Hey, Y/N/N. What’s for lunch?” It was unusually cold today. Clouds covered the usually beaming sun, though little beams of light peeked through every once in a while.

“How can you even think about food right now?“ You fold your hands in your lap, swallowing. You hadn’t eaten all day, but you couldn’t make yourself hungry if you wanted to.

“Actually, there’s something pretty important I want to tell you—“

“Wait. Before you say anything…” you catch his gaze thoughtfully, “how’re you holding up with everything?”

He sighs at that, letting his eyes drift to the ground. “Look, I can’t really flip out at home because of Brenda… but the truth is, inside I’m- I’m flipping out, Y/N/N.” You grab his hand silently, holding it and resting your intertwined fingers on your lap as he continues. “I mean, I know she’s gonna be fine but…”

“Hey, hey… of course she’s gonna be fine.” But then again…

“But then again, there’s always that chance,” his voice is quivering as he swallows, “And I can’t even comprehend it.” You place your free hand over the hand that you’re holding. You sit in silence for a moment, and you think about how you’ve never seen him like this before. Your typically mild-mannered boyfriend’s quiet. He’s vulnerable. He’s scared.

“Brandon, just know that no matter what it is, you can always come talk to me about it.“

"I know… you too, Y/N/N.”  You give him a soft, empathetic smile.

“So, what was it that you wanted to tell me?”

“I’ll tell you later.”

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“Well, it’s almost been three hours,” Brenda sighs.

“Yeah… yeah, I’m sure she’ll call any minute!” Cindy agrees, chewing mindlessly on her thumbnail.

“And when she does I’ll answer it,” Brenda states, glaring in an accusatory way towards her mother.

“Fine, can I get anybody something to eat?” Cindy jolts up, making you realize how antsy everyone is. You’re tapping your foot as you stand next to Dylan at a hundred miles a minute, Brandon’s been pacing around the couch for twenty minutes, and Jim hasn’t said a word this entire time.

“Doesn’t anyone know any more jokes?” Brenda suggests, eyeing Dylan.

“None that I could tell here… Y/N/N?” Dylan looks to you, but you shake your head.

The doorbell rings, causing Cindy to go careening towards the phone. She whips it up to her ear and shouts impatiently into it.

“Hello?!”

“See, I told you she’d answer it,” Brenda grumbles, going over to the front door. She swings it open as Kelly and Donna walk in, giant gift baskets in hand. “You guys, I’m not dead.” The telephone starts to ring, interrupting Kelly when she opens her mouth to speak. “I’ll get it, I’ll get it, I’ll get it!” Brenda shouts, bolting over to the phone and bringing the antenna up. She lifts it to her ear. “Hello? Yes, this is Brenda… hi, Dr. Donner… Uh-huh…” Oh god. This is it. “Uh-huh!” A grin spreads across her face, “It is?!” You can feel the weight lifting off of your shoulders with pure relief. You quickly send up a collective thank you to any and every god you can think of, just in case. “It’s fibroadenoma, just like she thought. Fairly common in teenage girls due to an abnormally high level of estrogen. I guess my hormones were raging,” she giggles.

“Tell me about it,” Dylan smirks, and Brandon sends his elbow into his stomach at the exact same moment you smack Dylan on the back of the head. “Hey!”

Now, time to tackle your next crisis: the fact that you just bombed your SATs.

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[aniiiaw]

Can someone please explain to me how can I make a masterlist on my phone?

I don't know how to do it and I'd love to learn, especially if I keep on writing so I can sort my stories so it would be easier for my readers to find them.

[fangirl-imagines]

Afternoons at the Peach Pit//Brandon Walsh Fluff

A/N: Requested by @winchester90210

Prompt: The reader goes to the Peach Pit every day to see Brandon Walsh and Steve can’t take it anymore.

You don't know how you got in the habit of going to the Peach Pitt every day. You went in one day with your friends for dinner and the next thing you know you're there every single day almost. You weren't even eating every time, most of the time you just get a milkshake or a coffee and try and sit at the counter with your homework in front of you so you don't feel so guilty about taking up an entire booth by yourself. 

"So what are we studying for tonight?" A playful voice ask, leaning up against the counter beside you. 

You looked up into the face of the person that brings you back here every day just to talk to. Brandon smiles at you and you swallow the nervous lump in your throat to smile back. He shouldn't look that good in that teal uniform shirt but you had a hunch he'd probably look great in anything. You realize he's staring at you, still waiting for your answer. 

"History tonight. There's a test coming up in Henderson's class next week and I'm completely unprepared." 

Brandon laughed, "Oh come on with the way you're in here studying every day you should ace that test. I think Nat is even thinking about charging you rent."

You laugh along with him even though you can feel a blush creeping up your face and suddenly the pen in your hands is fascinating. 

"Hey, Brandon!" 

You both look up to see Steve Sanders and Dylan McKay setting themselves up in a both across the room.

Brandon waves. "I'll be right back." 

You nod and watch him go, tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear as you watch him. You didn't notice the way Steve was staring at you while you did so. You tried to turn your attention back to your notes and actually do the studying you told Brandon you came here to do. You use to be terrible at focusing on studying in public places, hiding out in the library instead, but over the last month or so you’d been camping out at the Peach Pit, you’d adapted. You were focused on your notebook when an arm snaked around your shoulders, suddenly made you jump back to reality. You looked up surprised to see Steve Sanders standing there with his arm around you and a chestier grin on his face that made your brow crease slightly. 

“Oh, hey Steve...”

“Hey, Y/N, look I was hoping you could settle an argument for me and Brandon over there.”

He gestures behind his shoulder to where Brandon is standing with Dylan, staring at you and Steve mortified.  

“Um, sure.” You agreed, feeling nervous at the sudden attention. 

You had a class with Steve once and have gone to school with him for years but you had never had a conversation with him before. 

“So, Brandon?” He wiggled his eyebrows and nodded like there was some secret going on between the two of you and this was all he needed to say.

You shook your head, “What about him?” 

You glanced over his shoulder at where Brandon was saying something to Dylan and still staring in your direction, “You totally want him right?”

You almost choked at his words, looking up at him in shock. Your lips opened and closed like a fish out of water, blinking in surprise. Had you been that obvious? 

Steve smiled smugly and nodded, “You totally do don’t you?! I told him you were coming here for more than the coffee!” 

“Wh-,What?” You managed to stutter out. 

Brandon chose that minute to rush over to the counter. “Hey, Steve come on man. Just let it go.” 

He tried to joke it off but from the way he wouldn’t meet your eye you knew he had heard everything.

“I told you I was right Brandon!” Steve laughed, “Now would you just man up and ask-” 

Your whole face went hot and you had to get out of there.  Without waiting to hear any more, you scooped up your books of the counter and tossed your bag over your shoulder, rushing out of the Peach Pit without looking back. 

It was weeks before you could make yourself go back to the Peach Pit. You managed to avoid Brandon, Steve, and their whole group at school. It wasn’t that hard, you never really saw them before you started hanging around Brandon anyway. You were grateful for this. Even thinking about seeing Brandon or his friends made you feel a fresh wave of embarrassment. You fully planned on avoiding him forever and you were pretty sure that was a reasonable plan until he called you. You didn’t know how he got your number and you were too surprised to even ask. 

“Y/N? It’s Brandon. Look just don’t hang up okay!”

 “Um, hey Brandon?” You bit your lip and shook your head even though you knew he couldn’t see you, “Look about what happened with Steve-” 

“Yeah, I’m sorry about him. Steve’s my friend and all but he’s also kind of an ass. He hasn’t quite learned what tact means yet.”

 You couldn’t argue with that. “Yeah, I kind of got that.” You sighed. 

Brandon laughed, “Listen, why don’t you come by the Pit tomorrow night? Nat keeps asking me what I did to run off his best customer.”

“I don’t know Brandon. I’ve got a lot of studying and stuff to do.” 

“Come on Y/N, just one night.” 

You could practically hear him pouting through the phone and sighed, twirling the cord of the phone around your finger. 

“Okay, just one night. I’ll be there around seven okay?” 

“Great! I’ll see you there!” 

When you walk into the Peach Pit the next night you have your textbooks stuck under your arm and walk straight to your normal spot at the counter. Sitting down you look around for any signs of your favorite waiter but see none. Instead its Nat that comes over to pour you a cup of coffee and greet you brightly. 

“Hey Y/N! We were really starting to miss you around here.” 

“Hey Nat, have you seen Brandon around?”

 Nat nods his head, a playful smile on his face. “Oh yeah, he’s waiting on his date.” 

Nat points over your shoulder. You turn around and there he is. Out of uniform and sitting in a booth in the corner, Brandon smiles at you and waves you over. Looking back at Nat in confusion the older man just winks at you and takes your books and sets them behind the counter before walking off. Hesitantly you walk over to the back booth. 

“Right on time!” He greets, gesturing for you to sit down. You do even though your still visibly confused. “You look great tonight by the way.” 

“You’re not wearing your uniform.” 

Brandon laughed, “No, I only wear that at work. But if I knew you liked it that much I might have made an exception.”  

You blinked, “Nat said you had a date?” 

Brandon nods, sitting up straight in his seat to look at you seriously. “Look I’m sorry again about Steve. He thought he was helping me out by trying to get you to admit to liking me.” 

You swallowed down the memory of the embarrassment you felt that day to ask, “How was he helping you out?”

Brandon bit his lip, “Because I like you and he was trying to convince me to ask you out.” 

“You-, you like me?” 

He nodded shyly. “Yeah, I do. A lot actually.” 

You both smiled but neither said anything, not wanting to be the one to break the ice. 

“So I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me sometime? Like tonight maybe?”

You almost laughed, not believing this was really happening to you or that it was all because of Steve Sanders. “I’d like that.” 

“Good!” He breathed, visibly relaxing into his seat. “And if you want maybe you could start coming around here again after school? I was really starting to miss that.” 

“Yeah, I think I can do that.” You laughed. 

[tessatales]

I’ve just reblogged a ton of prompt lists, please feel free to send me prompts with your favourite pairings

I do Cherik, avengers, dramione, mortal instruments, Sherlock, sanders sides, spideypool and some others I can’t think of right now. this includes reader x character as well as character pairings. I don’t do smut but I can go heavy ish in that department (I prefer to keep my babies pure in my head lol) just give me your pairing/prompt/ scenario you wanna read and I’ll run with it, will add fandoms as I remember them 👌🏻

[crazyunsexycool]

Leave your lover

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader, OMC Jason x Reader

Word Count: 7.3K

Warnings: A bit of cursing, angst with a happy ending, idiots in love, sad Steve, mentions of pregnancy. That's about it if I missed something let me know.

A/N: I've been working on this for the past few weeks. It is by no means perfect but I was inspired by the Sam Smith song by the same name so enjoy. Not beta'd all mistakes are my own.

Masterlist

Steve had hidden away in a stairwell, he had a small sketchbook and pencil he always brought to these things and he was currently distracting himself by drawing. He can hear your footsteps before you stop at the door and push it open. 

“Hey Sunny.” He says without looking up. 

“One of these days I’m going to catch you off guard.” 

“Never.” He says with a smile. 

“We’ll see about that.” You sigh. “Come on Cap, they’re ready for you.” 

“Why do I still have to do these interviews?” 

“I know you hate these things and I made sure to make them as short as possible but people love learning about the avengers. This is the last one I promise.” You move to open the door looking over your shoulder. You see him staring at his sketchbook. “Are you drawing your girl again?” 

He nods. “Yeah, she’s the only one that keeps me sane.” He says as he gets up.

“When are you going to let me see those sketches?” 

“They aren’t ready yet.” He says as he gets up and follows you out of the stairwell. 

“These are the questions that I approved.” You give him a set of flash cards. “They should stick with them but you know what to do if they ask you something you aren’t comfortable answering. The reporter interviewing you is new, her name is Roxie Sanders.” 

He nods as he goes through the cards. 

The interview goes well, the reporter asking all the questions on the flash cards and Steve answers everyone of them with his Captain America charm. 

“Just one more question, Captain.” The reporter looked hopeful and Steve, being a gentleman, gave a small nod. 

“Rumor has it that you’re still single. Is that true, or has someone caught your eye? Do you have any plans to settle down with a future Mrs. America?” She asks. 

“I-um.” He swallows thickly before his eyes flick from the reporter to you and back. 

“Cut. We’re done here.” You say as the cameraman stops recording, you make your way to both of them. “Steve, you're good to go. This was the last interview of the day.” 

“Y/N.” He calls out almost as a warning. 

“Captain.” matching his tone.

He can see you’re furious and honestly he’s afraid you’ll make the reporter cry but he’d rather you not be mad at him so he gets up and leaves.

He’s out of the interview room immediately but stays close by. He can’t help the smile that graces his lips as he hears you get protective over him. You’re in there for a few minutes before he hears you telling the reporter that if she ever wants to work with the Avengers again she’ll stick to the approved questions. 

His head tilts to the side when he hears the door open and shut as you walk towards him. 

“Did you make her cry?” 

“I didn’t make her cry. I’m just tired of going over this every single time. We have made it clear with the stations, magazines and newspaper that each member of the Avenger’s team has certain topics that you will not be answering. I get it’s their jobs but we have set limits and they need to respect that. She knew better.” You shrug as you both head towards the elevator.

“Ok tiger. Come on, let's get dinner. My treat.” Steve looks at you and smiles. 

“Oh actually I can’t tonight. Rain check?” 

“Sure. girls night with Nat and Pepper?” 

“No, I actually have a date.” You smile up at him obviously excited. But his world might as well have stopped turning. You on a date. 

“You ok there Cap?” You look up at him, slightly worried at the shift in his mood. 

“Yeah,” he clears his throat. “I’m good.” 

There’s silence while the elevator goes up towards the floor your offices are at.

“So a date. Do I know him?” 

“No, he’s a friend of a friend.” 

“Wait, do you know him?”

“We’ve been texting and Nat did a background check on him the minute I told her about it. He seems legit.” You step out of the elevator and head to your office which is right across from Steve’s. 

“If you need anything, call me ok. And text me when you get home so I know you’re safe.” 

“Of course. Thank you Stevie, have a good night.” You say as you grab your things and head out. 

Steve stays in his office the rest of the evening, trying to keep himself busy and not think about the fact that you’re out with someone else. It doesn’t take long for Bucky to show up at the office looking for him.

“Hey Punk, what are you still doing here?” He asks as he turns to your office expecting your light to be on. Knowing that Steve usually stays if you’re still in too. 

“I was just finishing up some reports and looking over some upcoming missions. Trying to plan ahead, you know.” He says without looking up.

“And it has nothing to do with the fact that Y/N is on a date?” Nat says as she appears by Bucky. She walks past him and sits in one of the chairs across from Steve.

“Oh for fucks sake. Steve, you said you were going to ask her out. What happened?” 

“He choked like he always does.” Nat answers. 

“That’s enough. She’s on one date; it's not like she’s going to marry him. For all you know the date could go horribly wrong.”

“Knowing Y/N he’ll propose by the end of the night. Shit I thought about it when I first met her.” Bucky says with a smirk.

“Me too.” Nat adds.

“Me three, what are we talking about?” Sam asks as he stands in the doorway with Bucky.

“Nothing.” Steve is already annoyed at two of his friends, knowing Sam will have something to add.

“Why are you here if the boss isn’t?”  He points back at your office over his shoulder. 

You started working with Steve and Nat after the battle of New York. It was a huge ordeal when the whole winter soldier fiasco happened but you handled it beautifully. So it made sense to Tony that you would take on Sam and Bucky when they joined. You were fiercely protective over them and if they were honest the 3 men were kind of afraid of you. They would do whatever you asked so they appropriately nicknamed you boss.

“She’s on a date and he’s upset because someone beat him to it.” Bucky fills Sam in on the situation.

“Damn that sucks. You said you were going to ask her out what happened?” He asks as he takes the other chair in his office.

“Can we change the subject? I’m not upset, she’s a grown woman and she can go out with whoever she wants.” 

“Ok man, but it’s already late, why don’t we go do something.” Sam knows when to push and tease Steve but he also knows that you are a sensitive subject for him. 

Reluctantly Steve gets up and follows his friends up to the shared living room. They try to distract him but it’s useless. His thoughts are filled with you. He didn’t know why he hadn’t asked you out, part of him was scared that you’d reject him and laugh in his face. To him you’re perfect and he doesn’t think he deserves even an ounce of your affection. 

His phone vibrates in his pocket.

Y/N: I’m home! ☺️☺️

Steve: Good, sweet dreams Sunny. 

Y/N: Good night Stevie. See you tomorrow.

“Alright I’m going to bed.” Steve suddenly announces.

“Good she’s home. Night Steve.” Bucky says followed by Nat and Sam.

Steve is restless the rest of the night. He can only hope that the date didn’t go well and he still has a chance. 

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Steve was in his office earlier than usual, after a restless night he worked out and decided to start his work for the day. He was also anxiously awaiting your arrival with hopes that you would tell him how horrible the date was and then he could swoop in and show you how it was really done. But he wouldn’t be so lucky. He could hear you and Nat talking as you made your way through the hallway. You were happy and he knew then that it was the beginning of losing you. 

“Good morning Stevie. I got this for you.” You hold up a coffee cup for him to see before setting it in front of him on the desk. 

“Thanks Sunny but you didn’t have to do that.” He offers a small smile.

“I know but I felt bad about yesterday.”

“Don’t worry about it. So how did it go?” He couldn’t understand why he would torture himself like that and then he saw it. The way your eyes lit up and the blinding smile that he loved so much.

“It went really well. We might go out again this weekend.” 

“That’s good.” He nods.

“Yeah, he was sweet. I really like him.” 

“Well as long as he treats you right. But if he tries anything I’ll kick his ass.” 

“I’ll keep that in mind.” You chuckle. “I’ll see you later for that one meeting, ok.”

Steve just nods and stares down at his work. He wants nothing more than for you to be happy. He just wanted it to be him that did that, he wanted to be the reason for your smile. He wanted to know what it felt like to wake up and see you first thing in the morning and for you to be the last thing he saw when he went to sleep. Steve just wanted you to be the one he shared his life with. 

Now he just feels like you’re slipping through his fingers. 

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It’s been weeks since you went on that date with whatever his name was, Steve really didn’t care to learn his name. He was miserable, you were definitely happier and every time you spoke about him it was like you stepped on his already broken heart. But Steve being Steve he couldn’t just ask you to stop talking about your boyfriend, it would make you question him and he certainly couldn’t just tell you how head over heels in love he was with you. So he powered through it. The team was no help; they seemed to enjoy teasing him and pointing out how he missed his shot to be with you. 

The few weeks turned into months and he knew that if he couldn’t have you he would rather be alone. It didn’t help that since you had started dating him you spent less time with Steve. Before you would grab drinks or dinner together after work. If you knew he’d been on a particularly difficult mission you’d show up to his apartment in the tower and just spend time with him. Not saying a word, just keeping him company until he was ready to talk. Even at the beginning when you had first met and he was having nightmares you had insisted that he called you if he couldn’t sleep. At first he felt guilty but you always assured him that it was ok and that you would always be there for him. 

But that had been years ago and now you were walking around one of Tony’s parties introducing your boyfriend to the team. That was a first, you’d never brought a significant other to one of these even when he knew you were dating. He didn’t know what he hated more, the fact that the team kept sending him sympathetic glances and smiles or the fact that he was touching you. Steve hated seeing his hands on you. He stayed glued to the corner of the bar and once again he wished he could get drunk. Unfortunately Thor was off-world and couldn’t give him any Asguardian mead to help with this feeling of loss he’d had since you told him you were officially in a relationship. 

Steve had managed to sneak out of the party and was at the elevator when he heard your voice. 

“Steve, are you leaving already?” You asked as you got closer.

“Yeah. I’m tired from the mission and don’t really feel like celebrating.” He said as he turned to look at you. 

“Oh, ok good night I guess.” You said with a hint of sadness in your voice. He quickly grabs your hand and pulls you closer.

“Is everything ok?”

“Yeah, I just wanted- you know what nevermind. You need to rest.”

“Sunny you can tell me anything.” 

“I just wanted to introduce you to Jason. But it’s not important. I can introduce you some other time.” You smile as you turn but he again pulls you by your hand.

“No it’s ok if it’s important to you I’ll meet him.”

“Are you sure? You can say no.” 

He shakes his head. “Lead the way.” He lets you pull him along and walk through the sea of people that always show up to these parties until you come to a stop where Nat and Bucky were talking to your boyfriend. 

Nat was the first to look your way which made your boyfriend turn around. That gave Bucky the opportunity to roll his eyes, letting Steve know he didn’t like the guy. He stood right by you, as close as possible without making you uncomfortable which you never seemed to be. At all of these events the two of you seemed to gravitate towards each other. You never noticed and no one ever pointed it out, they were secretly hoping you and Steve would end up together.

“Baby, I’d like you to meet Steve. Steve, this is my boyfriend Jason.” 

“What an honor to meet you, Captain.” Jason states as he stretches his hand out for Steve to shake. 

“Good to meet you too.” Steve shakes his hand and grips a little bit too hard. There is a bit of awkward silence between the five of you even with the music and the chatter going on around. 

“I’m gonna go get a new drink. Anyone want a refill?” You ask the group but they either lift their still filled glasses or give you a no. 

“Steve, I'll bring you something.” You say as you start turning.  

“Thanks Sunny.” He calls out.

“Sunny?” Jason asks as he looks between Steve and you.

“It’s a nickname, you know, like Sunshine. I just call her Sunny.” 

“Isn’t it a bit inappropriate since you work together?” He was slightly irritated at the friendship it seemed but Steve couldn’t care less. He actually smiled a little now that he knew he could use his friendship with you to annoy Jason.

“We’re just friends, I call her babe sometimes. Is that a problem?” Nat adds, smirking at the man that’s giving her a pointed look. 

 “Yes it is. I don’t like other men getting that close to my girlfriend.”

“Feeling insecure about something?” Bucky                                   

Jason opened his mouth to say something but you showed up before he could respond.

“Here you go Stevie.” You hand him his usual drink and turn to the group. “What did I miss?” 

“Nothing, babe.” Nat says before a mischievous grin adorns her face. 

“Some of the couches freed up, let's go.” Bucky points out and you all make your way to it as quickly as possible. You ended up seated between Steve and Jason, the latter keeping a hand on your knee as if he was claiming you. The three Avengers looked between one another silently agreeing that they didn’t really like Jason, but they would tolerate his presence if you were dating him. 

Before they even realize it you excuse yourself and Jason for the evening which leaves Nat, Bucky and Steve alone before the rest of the team joins them. 

“So,” Tony says, extending the ‘o’ for longer than necessary. “What are our thoughts on what’s his face?” 

“He’s nice to look at but that's about it.” Maria says from her spot on the floor.

“I agree. He isn’t that interesting but he’s cute.” 

“Pepper, why are you looking? I’m both cute and interesting. You don’t need anyone else.”  Tony exclaims, causing the team to laugh at the exchange. 

“He’s a jerk, and cocky. I don’t like him.” Clint adds

“So the consensus is that we don’t like him? Should we break them up? I think our Boss deserves better.”  

”That’s enough. Sam, do you even hear what you’re saying? If she likes him, let her be happy.” 

Bucky groans, “Of course you would be the one to not want them to break up you punk.” 

“I want her to be happy more than anything. Is that so hard to understand? Drop the idea of trying to break them up. I’ve had enough of this night. I'm going to bed.” Steve excuses himself and heads out. Leaving the team looking at each other concerned for their friends. They had all agreed that the two of you were made for each other; they just couldn’t understand how you hadn’t seen it. It was so obvious it hurt to watch. 

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You started to bring Jason around more, a fact that Steve found extremely annoying. Now not only did he have to hear about him but he had to see him if the team had a movie night or decided to go out to dinner. 

It was at those times when he was walking behind the rest of the team through the restaurant, tracking your every movement and listening to how you called out for Jason. The way you held his hand or grabbed his arm that he truly regretted not telling you of his feelings. After one of these outings he found himself so close to telling you to leave Jason and give him a chance. 

He almost confessed his love for you one night while you were both still working and you confronted him about him being distant. The look you gave him when you told him you missed him because of it. So when you brought Jason around to hang out with some of them he tried, just to make you happy. Steve started hanging out with you again. Until the day Jason showed up at your job, Steve had invited you to lunch so he was wrapping up a call and you had stepped out of your office for a moment. The knock at your office door is what made Steve lookup.

“She stepped out for a moment.” Steve says as he gets up from his desk and stands at the doorway.

“Do you know how long she’s going to be out?” 

“Shouldn’t be long we were just going to head out to lunch.” 

“Oh well I was going to surprise her with lunch today so.” Jason shrugged and waited for Steve to back out of his lunch with you and got irritated when he didn’t. 

Instead he just hummed and crossed his arms as he leaned into the doorframe.

“Well I’m taking Y/N to lunch. I guess you’ll have to go some other time.”

“Or we can wait until she comes back and she can decide.” 

“Listen, I’m not stupid.” Jason said as he walked toward Steve. “I know you have a thing for her and I don’t appreciate you getting in the way of our relationship.” 

“I’m not getting in the way of anything, we are just friends.” Steve fires back. He could already hear you getting closer, thankful for his enhanced hearing.

“You better back off and leave her alone. I’m warning you right now I’m not going to allow whatever-“ Jason stops when he sees you rounding the corner. 

“Jason? What are you doing here?”  

“I wanted to surprise you.” He says as he brings you into a hug, looking right at Steve as he smirks. Earning a glare from the super soldier. 

“What do you say we go out for lunch?” 

“I can’t,” Steve, who had turned away from the show your boyfriend was putting on, smiled thinking you had chosen to go out with him instead. “I am being pulled into a meeting. It starts in 15. I just came by to get some documents from my office and tell Steve, since we had plans for lunch.” 

“Maybe next time then.” Jason connects his lips to yours, a show of possessiveness you didn’t like and you cut it short. 

“Steve you’ll be needed too, I’ll save you a seat. Bye babe.” You go into your office, grab some files and head down the hallway.

“Bye, Jason.” Steve says and heads the same way you did.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Nat: Mission failed Steve and Bucky are in the hospital.

Y/N: How bad?

Nat: Worse than D.C. 

When you read that your heart dropped and it must have shown because Jason was asking what was wrong but you couldn’t focus on him. You needed to see him. To make sure Steve would pull through. You had just gotten home from the restaurant and you excused yourself, knowing that Jason would get mad. There would be a fight in the near future about how you would always cancel plans in order to be with Steve but you couldn’t be bothered to think of Jason’s feelings when Steve was in a hospital bed unconscious. So you rushed to his side in the black dress and heels you had been wearing for your date. 

Seeing him injured never got easier, you’re always worried that this will be the last time or that he won’t pull through and the thought of not having Steve in your life is the scariest thing you never want to face. 

When you get to the hospital floor of the tower Nat is there waiting.

“Any news?” 

“Bucky woke up but nothing on Steve yet.” Nat informs you, her expression neutral but you’ve known her long enough to know she’s scared to lose her friend. You walk over to her and give a hug. 

“Go change, I'll stay here. I’ll let you know if anything changes.”

“Ok.” Nat heads towards the elevators and you sit waiting to see if you could be with Steve.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hours later Steve finally begins to wake up. He blinks a few times as he tries to remember what happened and take in his surroundings. After a quick scan of the room his eyes fall on you with your back to him and talking on the phone. He groans as he tries to sit up a little bit. You turn when you hear him.

“He just woke up, I’ll talk to you later.” you put the phone in the pocket of your hoodie as you make your way over to him and sit on the edge of the bed. “How are you feeling, do you want me to get the doctor for you?” 

“No, I’ll be fine.” his voice hoarse from disuse. When he said that the tears that you had been holding back started to fall. 

“I was so scared.” 

“Hey, I’m ok. A few days and I won’t even have a scratch on me.” 

“It’s been days and We didn’t know if you would wake up.” you say as you wring your hands. Steve places one of his over yours and gives you a little squeeze.

“I’m not going anywhere any time soon ok?” he reassures you with a smile.

“Ok.” You say as you move to hold his hand, the morning sun filtering through the windows hits your hand and Steve’s attention is captured by the flash of light reflected back to him.The last bit of hope he had to tell you how he felt is extinguished when he lifts your left hand to find a ring. You pull your hand back and hide it in the pocket of your hoodie.

You start to say something but a nurse walks in to complete the morning checks, when she sees that Steve is awake she gets the doctor. You excuse yourself to give him home privacy and to let the team know that he’s awake. 

A few minutes later Nat, Sam and Bucky walk in to find Steve sitting at the edge of the bed staring out of the window, deep in thought.

“Steve?” Bucky takes a seat on the bed next to him, pulling him out of whatever he was thinking of.

“You ok?”

“She’s engaged.”

“What?” They say in unison.

“Y/N is engaged.” 

“I think you might have hit your head harder than we thought man. Y/N hasn’t said anything.” Sam countered.

“I saw the ring, and when I did she hid her hand like she didn’t want me to see it.” 

A silence settled amongst the four friends. There was nothing they could say to make the situation better but they could see his heart break. Bucky put his hand on Steve’s shoulder for a moment before getting up, excusing himself and walking out followed by Sam and Nat. They knew when he needed some time alone. Steve sat there, in the hospital room silently berating himself for screwing up what he thought was his second chance at happiness. Now it was too late, he made his choice at that moment to put some distance between you and himself. You were his best friend and at some point he would be happy for you but he couldn’t, not at this moment. He couldn’t torture himself by watching you love another man up close. 

“Yeah… I will. Love you too. Ok, bye.” You hung up the phone. Looking over your shoulder when you heard footsteps. “Hey Nat, what’s up?” You asked as you stifled a yawn, anyone that looked at you could tell you were exhausted .

“Congratulations on your engagement.” 

You brows knit together in confusion as you look at the redhead. “Wha- how did you know?”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“What was I supposed to do? Come in and say ‘hey I know Steve and Bucky are hurt but look I’m engaged?’”

“When did he ask?”

“The night of the mission.” You look down at your ring, you cared for Jason but after thinking you were going to lose Steve you doubted just for a moment if it was the right choice. You look back up at Nat you weren’t sure what you were expecting but the frown she was sporting wasn’t it. 

“And you’re happy?” 

“Yeah, I am.” You hesitated when you answered and she noticed. “Why?”

“We’re friends right?”

“Of course we are.”

“I don’t think he’s right for you.”

“What?” you stare at her wide eyed. Taken aback by her statement.

“Look, I should have said something sooner but I don’t think Jason is the one. He’s unpleasant to be around and honestly we just deal with him because he’s dating you.” 

An uncomfortable silence falls between both of you. “I’m going to go home and get some things now that he’s up.” you inform her doing whatever you could to end this conversation.

“Ok.” 

You knew Jason wasn’t everyone’s cup of tea but you didn’t think he was that bad. Maybe you still hadn’t seen his true colors because you knew Nat wouldn’t say something to hurt your relationship. This made you question if saying yes was the right thing.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The following weeks were a blur. Steve did everything in his power to keep some distance, his friends insisted he tell you the truth but he was the one that sat across the hallway from your office. He could hear the excitement when you were talking to others about the wedding you had started to plan. Steve knew he couldn’t do that to you so he took on more missions and scheduled more time to train recruits. He also declined interviews so that he wouldn’t have to be around you. Again you had confronted him about it, the distance between you but this time he didn’t cave. Instead he explained it away saying he was just busy. 

He also did the one thing he promised himself he wouldn’t do, let Tony set him up on a date. Several actually, but they never worked out. Steve tried, he was a gentleman and they were nice and attractive women but they weren’t you. No one would ever compare and he was slowly starting to come to terms with that maybe he just wasn’t meant to have a happily ever after.

“Are you ok?” He hears you behind him.

“Yeah I’m fine, why?” he asks as he continues to look out towards the city, his arms resting on the railing. 

“Well I never thought I’d say this but Bucky is being more social than you are. You’ve been out here almost the whole time.”

“I’m just tired and there are a lot of people.” He shrugs slightly, his back still towards you.

“Come on Stevie, something is going on and we never keep things from each other.” 

He lets his head drop for a moment before taking a deep breath and turns to you. 

The worried expression that he had seen so many times over the years was etched on your face yet again because of him and it wasn’t fair to you that he was ruining your engagement party. Steve closes the gap and takes your hands in his.

“Does he make you happy?” The words escape his lips before he’s able to stop them.

“Yes.” You hesitate for just a moment as you see sadness and resignation reflect in Steve’s eyes. 

“That’s all I want for you Y/N.”

“Steve-” you’re cut off by the door opening, the music loud and overwhelming, you’re barely able to hear what Jason is saying. Steve takes it as his chance to get away, it was a mistake to come here and he knows it. He walks right by Jason, not bothering to excuse himself as he pushes his way through the crowded venue.

“Is everything ok?” Jason asks as he gets closer to you.

“Yeah, he was just saying goodbye. He's been on a lot of missions so he’s tired.” 

“Oh, well the presence of my fiancee is being requested back inside.” He kisses your cheek before taking your hand and leading you back inside. 

The rest of the night is spent with friends and family celebrating you and Jason, but every now and then you scan the room trying to find Steve before you remember that he left. Now you look for Bucky.

“Here comes the bride.” he announces to Nat and Sam who had their back to you.

“Hey, have any of you heard from Steve?” 

“He’s out on the balcony.” Sam says.

“No, he left a while ago.”

“Oh, well he’s probably just ups-”

“Just tired, he’s been on a lot of missions recently.” Nat cuts Bucky off.

“It’s what he told me but… He’s been acting weird lately, I’m just worried about him.” 

“That mission a few weeks ago affected him more than he let on.” Sam tries to ease your worry.

“I guess. If you hear from him will you let me know? I just want to know he’s ok.”

“Will do boss.” Bucky says as you turn back to rejoin Jason.

“We have to do something. Look at her, she’s more worried about Steve during her own engagement party than she is about her fiance.” 

“Steve had his chance to ask her out multiple times, it’s not fair to her to ruin her relationship.” Nat argues. 

“Sam?” Bucky looks at him expecting to have someone on his side.

“Listen they are the definition of idiots in love but do you think they would be ok with us meddling in their non-relationship? I know Steve would be mad if we tried to break up her relationship with Jason.” 

Bucky lets out a frustrated groan. “So are we just supposed to watch both of them be unhappy?” 

“Just a little longer. I don’t think she’ll go through with the wedding and we have to be ready for when it happens.”

“What did you have in mind, Red?”  

“I’ll tell you back at the tower. I’ll need your help.” Nat responds with a smirk.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Between work and planning a wedding you lost track of time. Your schedule was a mixture of dress fittings and looking at venues, choosing flowers, making a guest list, sending out the invitations and the menu all in between handling four Avengers. And you did all of it alone, with Jason saying he didn’t have time for any of the wedding planning, he stepped back completely and let you deal with everything on your own. That had caused the arguments between the two of you and you had found yourself staying at the room in the tower Tony had given you instead of going to your shared home with Jason. You attributed these arguments to the stress of it all instead of him stepping back and making you deal with all of it. 

Before you knew it your bachelorette party came and went and so did your rehearsal dinner. The night before the wedding the nerves took over. For the first time since saying yes, doubt was taking over your mind. Although everyone you loved would be there to support you, well almost everyone, there was something about Steve not attending the wedding that made you sad. You two were still friends but something had changed. He had changed. He would smile but his eyes didn’t light up like they used to and you missed that. Whenever there were team hang outs he wouldn’t really interact with anyone, instead he sat to the side. The only thing that was consistent was his missions. Steve would go on back to back missions until you would stop him and force him to take some time away. 

The morning snuck up on you, there was a ball of nerves in the pit of your stomach but there was no time to dwell on the feeling since you had to leave immediately to the venue. Your mom and grandmother assured you that once you were on the altar staring at the love of your life those nerves would disappear. The issue was that instead of picturing Jason in his tux you instead thought of a certain blonde-haired blue-eyed super soldier. 

Your hair was done, pulled up and away from your face. The make-up artist finished touching up the bridesmaids and your dress was being zipped up by your mom. All of the jewelry was on and your heels were sitting by the door. You had asked for a moment to yourself and everyone left the room, you looked out of the window in hopes to get a glimpse of the last minute guests that arrived. There was a small piece of you that wished you could see Steve, maybe if he was there you could be sure that you weren’t in fact in love with him but instead just missed your friend. But he wouldn’t be there, he told you as much. There was a soft knock on the door before it opened. You turned in time to see Nat walk in and close the door behind her. 

“Hey, 5 minutes and we have to head down.” 

“Ok, thanks Nat.” You smiled at your maid of honor. 

“Do you have everything?”

“What?” you looked at her confused.

“Something old, something new… you know?”

“Oh well, I have the earrings which are old. My dress is something new. My heels are something blue and well, I don't know about something borrowed.” 

“Good, I have just the thing for you.” She opens her bag and hands it over. Your eyes go wide.

“Nat…” 

She smiles at you before lifting her hand to her ear. “Down in 5.” 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Steve sat on the couch of his apartment in the tower. The invitation to your wedding in his hand mocking him. It could have been his name on the invitation and by the end of the day you would have been his wife. Now he sat alone, wishing for the comfort that only you could give him. There would be things in his life that he would have to live with like not jumping after Bucky when he fell from the train, but losing you entirely was not something he wasn’t ready to face. It was enough that Steve had to work alongside you but to watch you plan the beginning of the rest of your life loving someone else was too much to handle. 

After sitting there for most of the morning he decided that he couldn’t watch you marry someone that didn’t appreciate you the way you deserved. He got up from the couch, got dressed and headed out the door with the invitation in hand. Steve hoped it wasn’t too late and that he could at least tell you how he felt even if it made him look like a selfish ass for waiting so long. If there was a chance that you loved him the way he did you, he had to know.

Steve pressed the elevator button down multiple times as he waited. He took a deep breath as he heard the ding and the doors slid open. His eyes wide as he looked up seeing you standing there, the train to your wedding dress wrapped up in your hands. Steve was sure you had never looked more beautiful. 

“I told you I would catch you off guard one day.” you said as you with a small smile but it was clear that you had been crying. You walk out of the elevator and stand in front of Steve.

“What are you doing here?” he asked but part of him was dreading the answer.

“Well you see there is a tradition for brides on wedding days. Something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue. The problem was that my something borrowed wasn’t really borrowed but stolen.”  You let the train of your dress fall and in your hand you held the sketchbook he always had with him. 

“Y/N I can-”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” you ask as you flip through the pages that held the sketches he had made of you. There were little notes on the edges of the pages, some had the dates, others things he wanted to say to you and so on.

“It was so easy to fall for you so easy it was scary. I mean you are kind, smart, selfless and you are so damn beautiful and I’m just me. I was afraid you would reject me and I don’t think I could handle that.”

You cupped his cheek, your thumb moving back and forth and he closed his eyes at the contact. “But that’s exactly why I fell for you, because you are just Steve.” His eyes snapped open full of love and relief. A look that was reflected back to him in your own eyes. His hands find their way to your waist and he pulls you closer to him.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

“I wouldn’t have left my wedding if I wasn’t.” His lips meet yours in a soft and sweet kiss. Your hand moves from his cheek to his neck to deepen it while he pulls you flush against him. Years of lost time and affection are poured into it and it has you both reeling. You pull back once the need for air is more than you can handle and his lips chase yours. The act makes you giggle.

“I’ve missed you.” 

“Me too, Sunny.” He gives you another quick kiss.

“We still have a lot to talk about, but first I need to get out of this dress. I’ll be right back.” 

**************

Steve had gone back to his apartment and changed into something comfortable while he waited for you to come back up. He turned his attention towards the door when he heard it open, chuckling when he saw your Captain America t-shirt.

“Shut up, most of my clothes are back at the apartment.” 

“Oh come on I’m not making fun of you. You just look cute in my t-shirt.” he grins at you and you can’t help but smile back. 

“We should talk.”

“Yeah, let's sit. Do you want something to drink?” 

“No, I'm good.” you say as you move around the couch and take a seat. Turning your body toward the spot Steve is going to sit at, your arm resting on the backrest. He mimics your sitting position and he intertwines his fingers with yours. “So…”

You spent the rest of the day talking. It started with you explaining how you got the sketchbook, Jason’s reaction to you calling off the wedding. He was angrier with the fact that you were choosing Steve than you not getting married at all. Steve tells you about the time he realized that he was in love with you. 

“I’m sorry for not telling you that I loved you when I knew.”

“Me too. But I think that we need a little bit of time before we start dating.” 

“I can wait a little longer.” he smiles at you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“One more question, Captain.” Roxie asks.

“Of course.”

“You recently got married and I want to start by saying congratulations on that.”

“Thank you.”

“I asked you a long time ago if you had any plans to settle down. Now that you have, are there any plans to start a family any time soon?” 

Steve smiles at her. “We aren’t really sure, how about you ask in another few months.”

“I sure will. Thank you again Captain, it's always a pleasure.”

“Thank you, Roxie.”

“Cut.” Someone yells behind the camera. Steve stands and shakes hands with Roxie before walking around the equipment to find you typing away on your phone. 

“Let’s get out of here Sunny.” 

“Thank god I’m so tired.” you smile as you intertwine your fingers with his and head out of the interview rooms Tony set up in the tower and get into the elevator. 

“Don’t think I didn’t notice what you said at the end there.”

“What?”

“To ask in another few months if we were going to start a family.”

“Well technically we are.” He says as he stands behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and letting his hands rest on your swollen belly concealed by the cardigan you had chosen to wear. 

“She’s going to flip when she realizes you technically gave her an exclusive.”

“I had to make it up to her for that time you made her cry.”

“I did not make her cry.” you defend yourself while he laughs. The doors open and you walk hand in hand out of the elevator until you reach your shared apartment. 

You both changed and settled on the couch, you lay with your back against his chest and your head on his shoulder as some random tv show plays. Since the moment you told him you were pregnant he loved laying like this just so that he could place his hand on your small bump, he said that this way he could wrap his arms around his whole world. It was these moments which always had you wondering about how your life would have turned out if you had stayed with Jason. 

But you wouldn’t change anything about the last two years of your life because they had been the best. Once Steve actually asked you out you both realized how dumb it was to have waited so long. Loving and being loved by Steve was the easiest thing in the world considering you had been doing it since before you were aware that it was love. 

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steve and reader go stargazing 🤩

cat eating my stocking<<<<

anything you want :: s. harrington

gn!reader x steve harrington

summary :: the highest hill in hawkins is the place to be

warnings :: name calling, kissing, cuddling, really shit writing, the word penis is used twice, vulgar language and romance 😈😈

“and what’s that one?” steve pointed to a..weirdly shaped cluster of stars.

“the penis-shaped one?”

“the penis shaped one.” steve confirmed with a chuckle.

“that’s, uh, gravy.” they whipped their head to lock eyes with the brunette in hopes he’d laugh. and he did.

“gravy?! fucking gravy?”

his arm reached down to pet their hair as they chuckled and squirmed on the picnic blanket.

“i mean, it was believable at first- but gravy?! okay, so you’re, what colonel sanders now? no, you could’ve said something like neptune or something- but gra-“

to clear up any confusion, they had no idea what the clusters were, just purely making up names. gravy was the first thing that came to mind.

“okay! okay, i get it, gravy is a stupid name for a star cluster, okay?” y/n shook their head as they turned to their stomach, looking in steve’s eyes. “but i didn’t name it, y’know..”

steve shifted, setting himself on his elbows to look at y/n. “‘s that right?”

they nodded slowly.

“well who did, then?”

“billy idol.”

steve was visibly trying not to laugh, before he bursted out laughing, pulling them into his chest and kissing all over their face.

“you’re an idiot, y/n.” steve panted, cupping their face as he looked into their eyes.

“only if i can be your idiot, stevie.”

“honey, you can be anything you want to be

as long as you’re mine.”

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Another Year Of Agere Content!

Last year, I made this masterpost of all the content I made in 2020, the first year that I was running this blog. The tradition will continue this year, so here’s my masterpost for 2021!

In 2021, I wrote 22 agere stories and 19 headcanon sets! 

The masterpost will only include my writing from the year, but I also made 59 pieces of art and 37 moodboards!! 

Without further ado, 

Stella’s Stories of 2021 (Alphabetical by Fandom)

Yakko To The Rescue: Animaniacs. big brother!Yakko with regressor!reader

Sound and Silence: Boku No Hero Academia. domestic regressor!Aizawa and cg!Hizashi Something Wrong: Boku No Hero Academia. regressor!Katsuki gets cornered by Izuku and doesn’t react well (heavy fic) Class Outing: Boku No Hero Academia. Izuku regresses while at the mall with Class 1A

Picking Up The Pieces: Critical Role. struggling regressor!Caleb and helpful Caduceus Through Anything: Critical Role. regressor!Beau and Jester, doing Yasha’s hair

Restrained: Death Note. Classification!AU with regressor!Light struggling in confinement

The TARDIS Playroom: Doctor Who. regressor!Thirteenth Doctor and an unexpected Graham

What Family Is: Harry Potter. regressor!reader and their cgs, Remus and Sirius Golden Slumbers: Harry Potter. regressor!reader, big brother!Harry Potter, and cg!Fred Weasley (cglre terminology)

Bedtime Tears: Hetalia. Human AU, regressor!Italy with cg!Japan&Germany

Big Brother, Little Brother: Homestuck. regressor!Dave and regressor!Dirk, regressing together for the first time, cg!Roxy and John.

Kitchen Friends: Marvel. regressor!reader (he/him) and cg!Bucky/Steve

To Weather The Storm: Ouran High School Host Club. Tamaki finds out that Haruhi regresses Taking Care of Mori: Ouran High School Host Club. regressor!Mori and cg!Hunny, ft. observant!Haruhi

The Joy of Theatre: Pinky and the Brain. Pinky puts on a play, Brain indulges him All The Great Men: Pinky and the Brain. Brain is having a hard day: Pinky does his best to help

Only Heaven I’ll Be Sent To: Resident Evil Village. regressor!reader (she/her) and cg!Dimitrescu (cglre terminology)

system/REGRESS.Steven: Steven Universe. a rewrite of the Spinel fight, the rejeuvenator works on Steven and Amethyst is the one who has to collect all her regressed friends.

Sugar Sweet: Twilight. baby-regressor!reader with established cg!Alice and Jasper The Doctor’s Office: Twilight. regressor!reader with cg!Carlisle Home Sweet Home: Twilight. Carlisle and Esme as parents, the other Cullens as regressors with varied age ranges

Sweet Pea and Papyrus: Undertale. cg!Papyrus and a regressor!reader who’s had a bad day

Headcanon Sets and Shorter Fics Under ‘Read More’! 

The Adventure Zone caregiver!duck newton headcanons short fic with regressor!duck

Boku No Hero Academia regressor!camie and caregiver!katsuki headcanons

Check Please! regressor!jack headcanons (ask game)

Death Note short fic of regressor!Light with Ryuk short fic of Light dressing up with Misa

Doctor Who eleventh doctor caregiver headcanons 11th doctor regression headcanons (ask game) twelfth doctor caregiver headcanons regressor!thirteenth doctor headcanons

Ghibli Movies big sister kiki headcanons

Gravity Falls regressor!will cipher headcanons (tw for abuse, injuries, dissociation, etc)

Hannibal caregiver!hannibal headcanons regressor!will graham headcanons

Hetalia caregiver!england headcanons

Homestuck regressor!dave, cg!john john/dave headcanons

The Magnus Archives all of my magnus archives regression headcanons in one post

Ouran High School Host Club regressor and cg!Tamaki Suoh headcanons

Resident Evil VIII regressor!donna beneviento headcanons

Sanders Sides regression headcanons for the original four (art)

Star Trek regressor!jim and caregivers!bones and spock headcanons

Steven Universe regressor!steven headcanons regressor!connie headcanons

Supernatural caregiver!tfw headcanons with regressor!reader

Twilight regressor!bella headcanons (ask game)

X-Files regressor!Dana and Fox headcanons

[winchester90210]

BH 90210 S1 Masterlist

1x02 The Green Room

1x03 Every Dream Has It's Price Tag

1x04 The First Time

1x05 One on One

1x06 Higher Education

1x07 Perfect Mom

1x08 The 17-Year Itch

1x09 The Gentle Art of Listening

1x10: Isn’t It Romantic?

1x11: B.Y.O.B.

1x12: One Man and a Baby

1x13: Slumber Party

1x14: East Side Story

1x15: Palm Springs (AKA a Fling in Palm Springs)

1x16: Fame Is Where You Find It

1x17: Stand (Up) And Deliver

1x18: It’s Only A Test

1x19: April Is The Cruelest Month

1x20: Spring Training

(Updated on 3/25/21)

[stargazing-imagines]

Heartbroken (bh90210 characters x reader)

Summary : A headcanon of the Beverly Hills 90210 gang and what they would do with your broken heart 

Warning : not proofreaded! , mention of cheating , reader bad mouthing her ex boyfriend

Side note : all this take place in the era of season 1-season 3 of Beverly Hills 90210

Beverly Hills 90210 masterlist!

Brandon Walsh

In this situation Brandon is your best “guy” friend and you just found out that boyfriend from a different school is cheating on you with a cheerleader

You of course would tell Brandon about it,

And this will result in him being jealous

“No one hurts my best friend!” “Brandon it’s over don’t cause any trouble,”

Of course Brandon doesn’t listen and things go a little to far

“If you hurt her again you are getting more then just a talk,”

Overall him being protective

Dylan McKay

In this situation you are childhood friends with Dylan so you could say he was more so like your brother

Actually in this case he’s the one that witnessed the scene

“Uhhh.... y/n you may want to look over there,” pointed Dylan in a monotone vice of course you turned around and there you saw it, you boyfriend having his throat down another girls mouth

“That jerk!” You shouted as you were on the verge of tears

Of course Dylan being there to comfort you which may have led to something that you both would probably regret

“Dylan can you possibly kiss me so I can forget that jerk?...”

Of course Dylan protesting as he doesn’t want to ruin you guys friendship with a simple harmless kiss. 

overall he would be like the big brother you never had 

Steve Sanders

If I’m going to be honest... you two would argue about this

“Wait so your saying I’m as bad as he is?!” Shouted Steve “your lying,”

“Even if I was you were the one who cheated on Kelly so that doesn’t make you special Sanders,”

But as you are arguing with Steve... you are mentally broken on the inside

“Listen I would never ever do that to a girl,” said Steve “because that dude is crazy to think about cheating on you,”

Of course this would make you smile

Afterwards he would probably treat you to a Mega Burger because who doesn’t like food

David Silver

He would probably not understand the concept of cheating but he would very well try to cheer you up

“Listen I may be younger then you by a year but that doesn’t mean I can’t cheer you up,”

Of course this would cause you to spend a day with him a Scott

Overall at the end of the day you are very well cheered up

Brenda Walsh

In this case you found out that your long distance boyfriend dumped you for a blonde bimbo over the phone

Of course Brenda being mad about this

“What kind of guy breaks up with a girl over the landline phone?!”

“Brenda it’s ok really,”

But deep inside you are torn to pieces

Of course Brenda taking you to Fred Segal Along with Kelly for a ‘self-care retreat’

Overall Brenda being the best friend in the world

Kelly Taylor

In this situation kelly was the one to find your senior boyfriend kissing another girl in an empty unoccupied classroom

Of course Kelly keeping it a secret because she is well known of your sensitive feelings

“Listen I would’ve told you sooner but I didn’t want to see you hurt,”

Of course you are mad at Kelly for this but at the end of the day you forgive her because she was only doing what was in your best interest at heart

Donna Martin

In this situation you were with Donna at the mall along with Kelly and Brenda when you see your boyfriend of 3 years whispering to a girl who giggled

“Y/n he’s probably a cousin or something,” reassured Donna as she gave you a side hug

But all that went down the drain when you see the two holding hands

“What a jerk, she’s not even pretty,” said Kelly as she laughed taking a bite from her frozen yogurt cheering you up

At the end of the shopping spree you guys spend the evening watching movies and cutting pictures of you and your boyfriend out

Andrea Zuckerman

She would probably write something about him in the West Beverly Blaze

Of course you would laughed at what she wrote all whole Brandon tries to tell her that this was way out of line

“I don’t think she did anything wrong it was brilliant,” you said as you held the newspaper “all that’s missing is a mustache and we’re good to go,”

Of course your ex boyfriend being furious

“What’s the meaning of this?!”

“What it’s the truth, you cheated on me,”

With that you shut your locker before flipping your hair into his face

[theshakykid]

Distant (Peter Parker X Reader)

PART 2 (You'll probably need to read the first part before this!)

Summary: You and Peter have been married for three years now. But when Peter starts becoming distant, you have no choice but to use anything at your disposal to bring him back.

Warning: Angst.

Peter knew what he did was wrong. And he did feel guilty. It's just that his ego wouldn't let him go back and apologize.

After their 'fight', Peter ran out of the house and started his car. He didn't know why he said all that. He knew you hated yelling. He knew you were hurt, but he doesn't know how to take back all that he said.

He drove out of his garage, and went to Ned's house. He would probably know what to do.

15 minutes later, he was in front of the tiny house. He got out and walked in, not even bothering to ring the bell.

"Peter?" Ned asked when he entered the kitchen. "I didn't know you'd drop in today."

"Yeah, I didn't either. Ned, what do you do after a fight with Betty?" Peter said, looking everywhere except Ned.

"You had a fight with (Y/N)?"

"Yeah, just... Tell me what I should do."

"Oh, uhm... I drink, a lot... Then I go back and apologize."

"I think I can arrange the drinking, but how do you apologize, without... apologizing?"

"Ego problems?" Ned asked smirking.

"Yeah."

"Peter, listen... I know it's a little late to tell this, but after you get married, you shove that ego down your pocket yeah? She's your wife, so you tell her everything. Everything. I mean, even if you don't, she'd probably find out, but you tell her, okay?"

"Yeah, okay," Peter replied. His advice was of no use, Peter knew he wouldn't do that.

"Happy Birthday by the way."

He didn't reply to that, and instead walked out. He drove back to his house, hoping he wouldn't have to confront (Y/N).

Peter opened the front door, and got in. He didn't see her in the living room, so she's probably sleeping on her bed, something she always did when she was sad.

Peter walked to her bedroom, but he didn't see her sleeping figure like he expected. He checked the kitchen and the bathroom, but she was nowhere to be found.

He knew something was wrong. His senses were going crazy now. So Peter called the only person he knew could help, Tony.

"What happened?" Tony hissed as soon as Peter set foot in the compound.

"Yeah. Ned called, and he said you and (Y/N) had a fight," Natasha stated.

"I don't know what happened! We had a fight, and I drove to Ned's to ask for advice. When I returned, she was nowhere to be found!" Peter exclaimed.

Tony groaned and started tapping a laptop. "I had installed a tracker in her suit, but I don't know if it works anymore because I think she disabled it after her training stage. It wouldn't be of use anyway if she didn't take the suit with her."

"Why are you so sure that she simply left?" Natasha asked while trying to reach (Y/N).

"They had a fight, of course she left," Tony replied.

Peter watched both of them racing to call the rest of the Avengers. (Y/N) is really dangerous. it's obvious she wouldn't hurt anyone, but she is still powerful.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Steve asked. Peter noticed that he's still wearing his training clothes, so he just returned from his morning jog.

"(Y/N) is missing. She and Peter had a fight, so I think she left for some alone time," Tony replied.

"If (Y/N) left for some alone time, why are we so worked up about it? She will return, right?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, but she didn't tell anything, and she still has her powers. Remember Mumbai? When she destroyed an entire city because she was too overwhelmed?" Natasha reminded, wiping the sweat of her eyebrow.

Natasha knew how (Y/N) felt. She went through the same things as her when she was young. She always felt as though she was (Y/N)'s foster mom, and this is probably worrying her as much as Peter.

------------(Time skip brought to you by Mr. Wade Wilson)-----------

Two weeks. That's how long it took for Peter to shove his ego down his pocket. Two weeks for him to realize how much (Y/N) meant to him. Two weeks for him to start becoming an alcoholic.

He shut everyone off, and drowned himself in bottles of whiskey and beer.

Natasha came occasionally to check in on him, and he always looked miserable.

One such day, Tony received a strange footage from an anonymous source. He opened it to find a couple of men standing around you. You were seated in a chair, wearing nothing except a black tank top and shorts. Your face was bloody and bruised, it looked like you were crying.

A man came behind you and spoke something in a language Tony didn't understand. But he didn't wait to listen to it entirely anyway. As soon as he saw you, he was rushing to show the rest of the Avengers.

"It's Russian," Natasha said looking at the clip. "They apparently want to know the identity of Spiderman. They found his suit in her apartment."

"We have to tell Peter about this, right?" Sam asked.

"No, I don't want him to know. If he does, then it'll break him. He'd blame it on himself. We'll save her... Somehow," Tony replied, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

A/N: I didn't originally want this to have a part 3... But look what happened now... Hopefully I can post that soon... I haven't proofread this btw...

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@nj01

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[forzalando]

goodbye kiss | s.r.

pairing: steve rogers x fem!reader word count: 1.2k warnings: mentions of anxiety (briefly), mentions of a head injury (briefly), cursing, mentions of food/eating a/n: this is a fluffy steve fic i've had finished for literally forever and i just never posted it bc i thought no one would read my marvel stuff hahahaha here it is. maybe there will be a part 2 to this....if anyone wants it :)

summary: Steve and Y/N are so clearly infatuated with one another, but oblivious as can be. One morning, Steve's shocking behavior may shift their relationship.

“Good morning, Y/N,” Steve and Bucky called out in sync as they barreled through the doorway of your shared home.

Every morning was practically the same; wake up at 5:00am because Bucky couldn’t be quiet if his life depended on it, start breakfast at 7:00am right as Steve and Bucky get back from their run (and pretend like you just woke up), shower at 7:40am, and start heading to the compound at 8:30am.

The consistency helped with Bucky’s anxiety, as well as your memory issues from a head injury you had sustained a while back on a mission.

Steve was just Steve, and he ran a ship tighter than his ass and his workout shirts that you knew for a fact ripped after their third or fourth wear.

The three of you worked and lived together, mostly in tandem, but occasionally something would happen that derailed the balanced home life you all strived for. It was usually minor; ‘accidentally’ eating someone’s leftovers, leaving dirty dishes in the sink, playing music too loud at night, etc.

But sometimes…sometimes it was the way Steve looked at you across the dinner table that made you nervous around him for days. Sometimes it was the way your fingers found their way into his sandy blonde hair after a stressful week. Once, about a month ago, it was because he walked into the bathroom not knowing you were taking a bath. And most recently, it was the casual comment made by Bucky about how he was sick and tired of you and Steve dancing around your feelings for one another like “the fuckers in the Russian Ballet”.

Eventually, the awkward period would fade away and things would return to their normal, harmonious ways, with Bucky grumbling all the while about your cowardice.

“What do you have for us today, doll?” Bucky called out as he exited his bedroom.

“I think I have a cold so you and Steve are getting scrambled eggs and toast because it requires minimal effort. Also, we’re now out of eggs. And bread.”

“I just bought three cartons and a loaf two days ago,” Bucky groaned as he slumped against the counter.

“You and your buddy Steven consume a carton each so either eat less or shop more. Take your pick, Barnes.”

He walked behind you and snatched the spatula from your hand, scooping some eggs into his mouth with a cheeky grin.

“I choose to shop more.”

You quickly grabbed the spatula back and shooed him away before he turned your pristine kitchen into a crumb filled nightmare.

“Steve,” you shouted indignantly, “breakfast is ready and I do not have time for your slow ass today.”

Bucky grumbled something unintelligible under his breath, and immediately after, a loud crash echoed from across the house. Bucky shrugged his shoulders in response, pretending to be unaware of whatever could have caused Steve to wreak accidental havoc so early in the morning. It certainly was not his whispered comment, loud enough for only a super soldier’s ears, about how you surely had time for anything to do with Steve’s ass.

“Sorry, sorry,” Steve huffed as he shuffled out of his room.

“What the hell happened in there?”

“I, uh, mis-stepped and tripped over my bed frame, no big deal.”

You rolled your eyes playfully and graciously stepped away from the stove, accepting Steve’s good morning hug and forehead kiss with a dopey smile.

A strangled gag interrupted your precious moment, and you shot daggers at Bucky while he shoveled his breakfast into his mouth like he was starved.

“Sorry, egg must have went down the wrong pipe. Continue your love fest.”

“It’s not a love fest, Buck,” Steve mumbled as a heated blush crept up his neck.

“Then how come I don’t get tender hugs and forehead kisses every morning?”

“Because you don’t cook me breakfast and Y/N is much more kissable.”

Steve froze while Bucky, the cheeky bastard, chuckled into his perfectly buttered toast. You quickly composed yourself and patted Steve reassuringly on the back, laughing along with Bucky.

“I wouldn’t want to kiss Bucky’s ugly mug either, Rogers.”

The rest of breakfast was silent; the sounds of clinking forks and satisfied sighs seemed like exploding C4 and gusts of wind in the cozy kitchen. After finishing your breakfast of hot tea with lemon and honey, you wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed. Before, you felt that it was just a little cold, but the longer you were upright and moving around, the more sick you felt.

“We don’t have anything important planned today, do we?” You asked while hobbling towards the couch.

“Not that I know of, are you alright, doll?” Steve inquired, concern evident in his eyes.

“It’s probably just a head cold but will you tell Stark I’m calling in sick today? I don’t even have the energy to send him a text right now. Plus, I don’t want to deal with him telling me this wouldn’t happen if I took his prototype horse pill, super food vitamins.”

“I’ll let him know,” Steve mumbled affectionately as he draped a blanket over your shivering frame.

In a matter of minutes, he and Bucky were headed out the door; Steve with his briefcase and Bucky with his reusable grocery bag he deemed secure enough for sensitive documents.

When the door shut, you closed your eyes, relishing in the quiet, empty space you would have to yourself for the next 9 hours, until a sharp ringtone pierced your eardrums and ignited a monstrous headache.

Steve’s phone buzzed upon the kitchen table and you groaned; his forgetfulness never ceased to amaze you. You dashed across the room, hoping and praying that he and Bucky hadn’t already driven away. After flinging open the door to your house, you crashed directly into what you knew to be Steve Rogers’s insanely muscular chest.

“I forgot my….” He trailed off, noticing that you had it in your hand while simultaneously taking note of the annoyed expression on your face.

“You’d forget your head if it wasn’t attached to your shoulders, Steven. I feel incredibly overworked and under appreciated looking after you.”

He threw his head back and laughed, the sound momentarily easing the pounding headache behind your eyes.

“You’re definitely not under appreciated doll,” Steve murmured as he took his phone from your outstretched hand. “Don’t forget to take some cold medicine, it’s in the hall bathroom cabinet behind Bucky’s aftershave. I’ll bring home some soup and a movie.”

Before you could thank him, he dipped his head and captured your lips in a delicate kiss. However, all too soon, he backed away with wide eyes and a gaping mouth.

“Did you just…” you gasped.

“I’ll see you tonight, bye!” He shouted before taking off in a sprint and bounding down the front porch steps.

You watched him from the window as he awkwardly ran back to his car. Just before he opened the door, he turned around and locked eyes with you. You blew him a kiss, as dramatically as you could, and smiled as he laughed and ducked into the driver’s seat.

The sensation of vibrating pulled your attention away from Steve and you reached into your pocket for your phone, swiping across the new text message.

From: Bucky Barnes

I. Saw. Everything.

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As part of the AO3 Ship Stats project, this list shows the 100 most-posted pairing tags on Archive Of Our Own in the period 24 July 2019 - 2 August 2020. This list was created by comparing the current number of fics with data gathered for the 2019 AO3 Ship Stats.

There are 71 M/M pairings on the list, 15 F/M, 3 F/F, 8 Gen and 3 Other. (Please note that on AO3, ‘Name & Name’ indicates platonic or familial ‘Gen’ relationships, while ‘Name/Name’ is used for romantic and sexual pairings.)

Of the 200 names on the list, 23 are women and 3 are characters of ambiguous gender, down from 28 and 3 in the 2019 list. 92 are POC, and 7 are racially ambiguous, compared with 64 and 11 two years ago.

For more information about the AO3 Ship Stats project, please check out the accompanying FAQs. You might also be interested in the All-Time Top 100 Pairings and the Femslash Top 100 list. These stats are also available on AO3.

ETA: Fixed the Change value for Merlin/Arthur Pendragon.

ETA 2: Fixed Race categorisation for Michael Guerin/Alex Manes.

A text-only version of this data is given below the cut.

Rank   Change   Pairing   Fandom   New Works   Total   Type   Race 1   15   Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)   Good Omens (TV)   20298   28726   M/M   White 2   72   Lán Zhàn | Lán Wàngjī/Wèi Yīng | Wèi Wúxiàn   魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù   10671   13130   M/M   POC 3   8   Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren   Star Wars Sequel Trilogy   9076   21306   F/M   White 4   28   Eddie Kaspbrak/Richie Tozier   IT (Movies – Muschietti)   8441   12227   M/M   White 5   N   Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion   The Witcher (TV)   7573   7573   M/M   White 6   1   Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter   Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling   7239   40312   M/M   White 7   5   Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku   Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia   7070   16824   M/M   POC 8   0   Peter Parker & Tony Stark   Marvel Cinematic Universe �� 6807   17366   Gen   White 9   -7   James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers   Captain America (Movies)   6262   49659   M/M   White 10   4   Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou   Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia   6141   15375   M/M   POC 11   -5   Steve Rogers/Tony Stark   The Avengers (Marvel Movies)   5613   36264   M/M   White 12   68   Aziraphale & Crowley (Good Omens)   Good Omens (TV)   5503   7928   Gen   White 13   -8   Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V   Bangtan Boys | BTS   5254   23339   M/M   POC 14   5   Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug   Miraculous Ladybug   5183   19631   F/M   Whi/POC 15   5   Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto   Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia   5001   14073   M/M   POC 16   -13   Castiel/Dean Winchester   Supernatural   4927   84563   M/M   White 17   1   Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin   Bangtan Boys | BTS   4596   17867   M/M   POC 18   N   Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)   9-1-1 (TV)   3716   3716   M/M   Whi/POC 19   5   Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor   Supergirl (TV 2015)   3614   13048   F/F   White 20   -16   Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood   Shadowhunters (TV)   3599   24787   M/M   Whi/POC 21   2   Pepper Potts/Tony Stark   Marvel Cinematic Universe   3569   17384   F/M   White 22   14   Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic   Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia   3565   7325   M/M   POC 23   N   Adora/Catra (She-Ra)   She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)   3538   4919   F/F   Whi/POC 24   15   Dazai Osamu/Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs)   文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs   3512   8768   M/M   POC 25   N   Wang Yi Bo/Xiao Zhan   陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) RPF   3446   3446   M/M   POC 26   -12   Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski   Teen Wolf (TV)   3249   59286   M/M   White 27   10   Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)   Merlin (TV)   3157   18688   M/M   White 28   -11   Kim Namjoon | RM/Kim Seokjin | Jin   Bangtan Boys | BTS   3155   16682   M/M   POC 29   66   Ayanga/Zhèng Yúnlóng   声入人心 | Super-Vocal (TV)   3111   5285   M/M   POC 30   -21   Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin   Bangtan Boys | BTS   3026   19851   M/M   POC 31   -3   Sirius Black/Remus Lupin   Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling   2958   17686   M/M   White 32   N   Martin Blackwood/Jonathan "Jon" Sims | The Archivist   The Magnus Archives (Podcast)   2917   3367   M/M   Ambig 33   60   Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku   Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia   2672   5023   Gen   POC 34   12   Peter Parker/Tony Stark   Marvel Cinematic Universe   2623   6160   M/M   White 35   N   Hinata Shouyou/Kageyama Tobio   Haikyuu!!   2601   10485   M/M   POC 36   22   Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy   Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling   2583   10171   F/M   Whi/Amb 37   -8   Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin   Bangtan Boys | BTS   2507   9891   M/M   POC 38   -37   Keith/Lance (Voltron)   Voltron: Legendary Defender   2480   30317   M/M   Amb/POC 39   20   Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington   Stranger Things (TV 2016)   2438   5338   M/M   White 40   N   Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou   Haikyuu!!   2387   7629   M/M   POC 41   N   Patrick Brewer/David Rose   Schitt's Creek   2363   3150   M/M   White 42   5   Lee Donghyuck | Haechan/Mark Lee   NCT (Band)   2331   5854   M/M   POC 43   8   Rey & Ben Solo | Kylo Ren   Star Wars Sequel Trilogy   2304   6506   Gen   White 44   N   Dabi/Takami Keigo | Hawks   Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia   2294   2930   M/M   POC 45   N   Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru   Haikyuu!!   2272   11155   M/M   POC 46   -24   Jung Hoseok | J-Hope/Min Yoongi | Suga   Bangtan Boys | BTS   2259   12668   M/M   POC 47   N   Felix Hugo Fraldarius/Sylvain Jose Gautier   Fire Emblem: Three Houses   2218   2218   M/M   White 48   28   Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth   Game of Thrones (TV)   2186   7063   F/M   White 49   19   Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto   Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia   2169   4991   M/M   POC 50   N   Ben Hanscom/Beverly Marsh   IT (Movies – Muschietti)   2163   3116   F/M   White 51   3   Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley   Harry Potter - J. 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I AM REWORKING THIS POST!!! DONT TAKE IT TOO SERIOUSLY!!! THIS IS THE OLD ONE!!!

I’m thinking on opening requests for one shot/drabbles. I’m a little out of practice and I don’t normally post here, but I’m wanting to get back in the game. Below are my rules:

- I will try to make them one shots, but they may end up being drabbles.

- They will be 13+ unless requested otherwise.

- Character x reader stories are my forte, but I can do character x character if requested.

- I’ll won’t post your name if you don’t want it. I’ll put you as ANON.

- My stories involve swearing. Request if you don’t want swearing in your request .

- Song fics are an option, I just need to listen to the song a few times before starting.

- Romantic, platonic, and enemy stories are all options.

- I’ll write fluff and smut. I can try angst, but only to a certain point.

- Fandoms and characters are listed below.

- Other characters and fandoms may be difficult for me, but I’ll try.

Marvel:

- Tony Stark

- Steve Rogers

- Loki

- Bucky

- Sam Wilson

- Karli Morgenthau

- Helmut Zemo

- Peter Parker (any of the three)

- Vision

- Scott Lang

- Jimmy W💫💫

- Deadpool

- John Walker

- Natasha Romanoff

- Wanda Maximoff

- Darcy Lewis

- Monica Rambeu

- Agatha Harkness

- Nebula

- Gamora

- Mantis

- Negasonic Teenage Warhead

- Collosus

- Venom

- Eddie Brock

- Sylvie

- Mobius

- Ravonna

- Morbius (after I see the movie)

- Harry Osborn (I’ll write for either Raimi or TASM)

- All No Way Home villains (Norman, Otto, and Curt mostly, but I can branch out and do the others.)

DC

- Superman

- Wonder Woman

- Batman

- Harley Quinn

- Emily Locke

- Roman Sionis

- Red Hood

- Joker

Sanders Sides/Thomas Sanders:

- Logan Sanders

- Roman Sanders

- Patton Sanders

- Virgil Sanders

- Janus Sanders

- Remus Sanders

- Detective Sanders (I call him DeLancey)

- “Don’t Make Me” prince (I call him Richard)

- Salior Sanders

- Warrior Thomas

- Remy Sanders

- Emilie Pichani

- Thomas Sanders

- any vine characters

Star Wars:

- Anakin Skywalker

- Darth Vader

- Obi-Wan Kanobi

- Padmé Amidala

- Qui-Gon Jinn

- Mace Windu

- Yoda

- Luke Skywalker

- Leia Organa

- Han Solo

- Darth Vader

- Din Djarin

- Grogu

- Cara Dune

- Jango Fett

- Commander Cody

- Boba Fett

- Fennec Shand

- Rey

- Finn

- Poe Dameron

- R2-D2

- C-3PO

- BB-8

Egos

(Still need to get used to these characters, but I’ll write them.)

- Darkiplier

- Antisepticeye

YouTubers:

- Jacksepticeye

- ItsAlexClark

- Azzyland

- Gloom

- Thomas Sanders

- Markiplier

- Athena P

Five Nights at Freddy’s:

- Toy!Chika

- Glamrock!Freddy

- Glamrock!Chika

- Bonnie

- Chicka

- Freddy

- Foxy

- Monty

- Roxy

- Purple Guy

- Springtrap

- Marrionette

- Ballora

- Vanessa

- Vanny

- Gregory (I will age him up if you want a romantic story)

Other:

- literally any Disney princess

- some Disney Characters

- Some Avatar: The Last Airbender characters

- absolutely no Harry Potter characters

- Nathan Drake (UNCHARTED film)

- Blue Shirt Guy (Free Guy)

- DUDE (Free Guy)

- Mavis Dracula (Hotel Transylvania)

- Javi Gutierrez (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)