#the next fic is going to be about Steve hurting Eddie because I feel bad now

[upsidedownwithsteve]

Hi hi, first of all LOVED SDMC you truly are a fic genius (also the way you continuously churn out quality content with blurbs and stuff on top of big fics like that is so impressive you’re amazing but also pls remember to take care of yourself). That all being said, I know you mentioned what blurbs we’d wanna see from SDMC so I was wondering if you’d be interested in writing out the billy/Steve argument that ended in the fight?? I’m just curious about how how you would’ve written it because the way you wrote their dynamic overall was really interesting to me! Anyway hope you’re doing well sending you love!!

Hi! Thank you so much my lovely, I'm so happy you liked it! You're far, far too sweet! I hope this fills in that little missing scene! 🧡

Steve was already in a strange mood. 

He’d left your cabin that morning with a small smile and no words, slipping into the forest whilst the sky was still a pale purple, the camp still asleep. 

He’d ached in such a good way, the feeling that came from having someone climb all over him the night before, the push and pull of bodies against walls and beds and desks. His lips still felt swollen from your kisses and his skin and hair smelled like you, his clothes creased from where they spent the night on the floor. 

Eddie had grinned when he’d snuck back in, a sleepy, slow beam that stretched from cheek to cheek, but he didn’t say anything about it until the next day, when they were both unfortunately within earshot of Billy. 

For his part, Eddie looked immediately sorry, not knowing the blonde boy was lingering behind them on the trail, too close and able to hear how Eddie had said your name, a whisper about “what happened, what time did you even come home?”

Billy had laughed, stopping them both, Steve turning to find the other boy grinning, teeth sharper and eyes wicked. He huffed out a chuckle at the sight of Steve’s neck, all pretty little bruises in the shape of your lips. 

Billy whistled, long and low and Eddie was already gripping the back of Steve’s shirt, a silent warning. 

“Well, goddamn, would you look at that?” Billy crowed. “Did she finally let you get your dick wet, Harrington?”

Eddie could feel the way Steve tensed underneath his hand and the silence that fizzed through the trees was palpable. Steve didn’t say a word and it only made Billy grin wider, like he’d found something new to poke with a stick. 

It all came to a head a few days later, after hardly being able to talk to you, only stealing glances across the mess hall, across the camp and over the heads of the kids. 

It was making Steve’s chest hurt, his stomach tumble in a way he wasn’t used to, ‘cause Christ almighty, he couldn’t stop thinking about you and that night. 

And then Billy was walking towards him on the dock, red lifeguard shorts matching Steve’s, whistle around his neck, sunglasses over his eyes and another on obnoxious smile pulling at his lips. 

He waited until he was standing shoulder to shoulder with Steve, both of them staring out into the lake, kids swimming in the section cordoned off by bouys and red rope. 

Steve could hear the smack of Billy’s gum, the crack of his knuckles as he flexed his hands and stared at him from behind the dark glasses. Steve knew what was coming, he felt it, his hands were already balled into fists at the thought. 

“So, was she good?”

“Get fucked, Hargrove.”

Billy laughed, all deep and sarcastic, turning to face Steve fully. 

“What?” He pouted, all fake and insincere. “Can’t we have some guy time, Stevie? Little locker room chit chat?”

Steve scoffed, “I’ve never had much to say to you, man, I’m not gonna start now.”

It was the most sensible he could be. There weren't any other counsellors around, the kids were too close - oblivious but close - and Steve wasn’t ready to get pulled into Hop’s office for shouting some bad words. 

No. If that was going to happen, he’d make it worth his while. 

“Does she fuck like she argues?” Billy continued, head tilted to the side, pulling his glasses off so he could look at Steve with those discerning baby blues. “Did you give it to her rough?”

Steve took a deep breath, held it in his chest until it burned before blowing it back out with a dark chuckle. His nails were biting into his palms and he wondered where you were, what you were doing, if you would’ve smacked Billy across the jaw already if you had been here. 

“My shift’s over,” Steve grunted, shouldering the other boy out of the way so he could walk back up the dock, away from Billy on dry land. 

Billy’s smile became a thin line, tight lipped and annoyed that he wasn’t getting the response he wanted so he pulled at the whistle around his neck, spun it around his index finger instead and called out cheerily:

“You should’ve asked Byers for a loan of that fancy ass camcorder,” Billy’s smile was devilish. “I would’ve loved to have seen if Hawkins was as tight as she see-“

Honestly, Steve was impressed that he managed to hold off that long. The sickening crack of bone against bone was satisfying - and a long time coming. His fist connected with Billy’s jaw, the pain searing up across the blonde boy’s cheekbone and Steve wanted to grin at the look of complete shock he managed to pull from him. 

But then Billy was on him, hands grabbing at the front of Steve’s shirt as he wrestled him forward, pulling him into him before he swung his own fist back and caught him on the chin. Another punch, landing by his temple, making his eyes sparkle and the lake turn a little blurry. 

Steve could taste blood, could hear kids yelling, the sound of a shrill whistle in the distance and he managed to throw two more punches at the blonde, snarling “fuck you,” as Eddie grabbed around his waist and hauled him off of the blonde. 

Murray was there first, Hopper behind, steaming coming out of his ears but Steve didn’t care. He didn’t care about the pain pulsing through his face either, that sharp sting of his skin being split. 

Billy looked worse. 

And Steve was pretty fucking sure he wasn’t going to talk about you again. Not in front of him, at least. 

[freaky-munson]

Rude p.2

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Summary: Eddie Munson really wants to marry Y/n Hopper but her dad strongly refuses; based on song “Rude” by MAGIC!

fic is kinda au

Warnings: a little bit of angst, mostly fluff

Words: 1,263

introduction part one part two here part three part four part five epilogue

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When Eddie was asked out by Y/n he could not believe his luck. Yes, he realized they got very close during these 2 weeks before the date so she got to know him surprisingly really well, but he also knew that he was the school’s biggest freak - despite the fact the pretty girl herself always denied it and argued with everyone who called him that. Furthermore, she made him feel like he fit and never like he was some weirdo in contrast with everyone else in the school. Even when there was no feelings yet, he astonishingly felt loved for the first time in his life.

So believe when I say he was in huge shock and had expression of surprise painted on all over his face after she agreed to be his girl. This was the happiest and the best day he could ever imagine. That day he swore that he will never hurt her and will try to make her as happy as she made him every day

Because he was aware that if he fucked up, a special girl like her was worth everything and if he ever stupidly let her go or hurt her to the point of leaving, someone else would easily try to take a chance on her - because why wouldn’t they, Y/n was an amazing person with golden heart and angelic smile.

That was the main reason he spent most of his summer days working his ass off in local music store - he wanted to buy his baby a ring which was good enough for her; because in Eddie’s mind she deserved all the best.

The job itself wasn’t even hard; he loved music and not many people wanted to visit this small, cozy shop during vacation which in summer turned into little boiling hell - they had local pool to go to with cold water and hot people to ogle at.

And it wasn’t even that suspicious when he decided to get the job. All of his close friends had some summer job. Moreover since he was out of high school, he had less customers willing to buy some weed or little harder stuff from him.

Additionally he did not want to get into Jim Hopper’s bad books even more that he already got. Especially if he really wanted to get his blessing to marry his daughter.

It also was good distraction for the boy when Y/n was part time working in local bookstore.

In August, now that he saved enough money to satisfy him and his plans for buying the prettiest ring out there, he took his trustworthy van and went to jeweller. At the moment he didn’t care about anything; even when saleswoman glared at him as he was about to steal something. But after some uncomfortable minutes, he found what he was looking for.

The ring itself was very simple. It had gold narrow band with bigger, but in the end quite small, diamond in the center and smaller zirconiums surrounding main rock.

While he wanted to spoil Y/n after being more than 2 years in relationship he was aware of the girl’s style and knew she preferred simplicity over splendour.

He was so exited about his purchase, that to avoid spilling this secret to his girlfriend before he had opportunity to come up with plan, he drove right to workplace of the pair of his good friends.

And even lack of subtlety coming from Steve couldn’t destroy his good humour.

Yet he didn’t say anything else about his plans for the next few weeks. To say at least, they were surprised. Neither Y/n nor Eddie seemed to be sad or uncomfortable which would indicate some problems in their relationship. So when they had their weekly hangout, both older and younger kids, iconic duo decided to use the fact that Y/n would come later because of her work to interrogate him a little bit while the three of them were waiting for the rest of the group to join them.

“To be honest with you man, I literally start to think that you were joking about that proposal” said Steve sitting on the edge of his swimming pool right next to Eddie “After all you didn’t say anything else besides that one time like month ago”

“This is because that’s the only thing I know. Which is that I want to marry her. I have no idea how. I really want it to be perfect, it is what she deserves. Not some rushed simple proposal”

“Eddie, you should really know that you don’t have to do anything perfect. She would literally marry you with paper ring” Robin’s raspy voice coming from the lounges behind the boys’ backs reassured him slightly

“I know guys but I want to make it as best as I can so she would happily go back to those memories. Besides that may not be the only reason” curly haired boy scratched his head in nervous tick.

“What can possibly be that bad that you don’t want to do it? You said that she is the love of your life so why the long wait”

“Steve, I’m pretty sure you know Y/n well enough to know that her dad is the number one man in her life and she loves and admires him deeply.” the brown fluffy haired man squinted and nodded “ Then you also know that her father is freaking Jim Hopper. The chief of Hawkins police. The man that I’m pretty sure hates me with passion.”

Unfortunately Eddie wasn’t far from the truth.

Even though Y/n tried to think differently and tried to convince him many times that he was mistaken, the dad himself emphasised his hatred for the Muson boy almost every occasion he had. So there was no point in trying to lie just to falsely cheer the metal head.

At least Eleven was way more lovely and understanding. Maybe she was younger than her sister but she also was in love and clearly loved her sister so she understood why sometimes her sister argued with their dad about staying in relationship with curly haired boy. Besides, she knew that Y/n tried to help her with Mike situation, it wouldn’t make any sense to not support her beloved one.

And Eddie? She liked the boy. He was always nice to her and didn’t treat her as child. He shared his music taste with her and tried to remember to bring her Eggos from time to time.

“You need to charm him. Step up your game. That’s what a least what worked for me”

“Aren’t you aware that Hopper doesn’t like you either?” before Steve could even protest, the half of the kids run into the backyard clearly and passionately arguing about some stuff. Seeing that there was no Y/n in the view, Robin decided to motivate the boy by awkwardly exclaiming his intentions.

“Eddie is proposing to Y/n!”

In the background you could hear Eddie’s protests, but mostly happy screams coming from Nancy and rest of the girls. Now he knew that he had little time and had to act fast because no way that those little shits could button their lips.

That’s why only two days later, on Saturday morning Eddie Munson stood in his best suit on the Hoppers’ doorstep with clammy hands and razzmatazz in his head with a mission.

“Oh Mr Hopper at the end of the day you will love me” mumbling some encouragement he knocked to the wooden front door.

[peppermintsparker]

this kiss [ E.MUNSON ]

SUMMARY -- you've been in love with your best friend for a while now. it takes almost losing him to confess your love. WARNINGS -- kind of angsty, literally tooth-rotting fluff, first kiss but kind of badly written because i don't know how to write them, explicit language AUTHORS NOTE -- first eddie fic babey!!!! dedicated to my fellow twisted sister (who somehow puts up with my chaos) @starbxcks

It had been Dustin to tell you what happened. You had already known all about the towns supposed curse, and you knew what happened to Chrissy Cunningham, but what you didn't know was that Eddie and the others were going to the Upside Down to stop Vecna.

In all honesty, you're pretty pissed that he didn't tell you before he went.

"Y/n." Steve stopped you before you entered the room they had put Eddie in to recover. He could see just how worried and angry you were, and he knew it could be detrimental to Eddie's recovery if he let you in like this.

"Don't try to fucking stop me, Harrington" you snarled. You were not in the mood for games, or talk to anyone that wasn't Eddie. But the anger came second place to the worry that threatened to completely destroy you. "Just let me go and see him. I need to see he's okay."

It was a thirty second stare down before Steve relented and moved his arm from blocking the door. He catches you by the wrist as you're about to walk through it, "just be prepared okay Y/n? It looks bad."

You thank him, taking a deep breath in and out before you walk in. Eddie's laying in bed, eyes closed with his wounds cared for. At first glance, you'd assume he was asleep but you knew him too well. "Oh Eds." You whisper, sitting on the chair next to his bed and carefully holding one of his hands.

"Hey, sunshine." Eddie whispered, gently squeezing your hand before he opened his eyes. He tries to smile, but you don't miss the wince as he does, nor can you stop yourself from crying. "Hey, it's okay. I'm okay. Just a little banged up, see."

With your spare hand, you wipe your tears away before smiling at him. "You idiot, moonlight." Your voice is thick, and you're in disbelief that he survived. Especially if the attack was as bad as Dustin described to you. "I thought I'd lost you. What Dustin had said. Please, just tell me before you decide to do anything like that again."

Eddie just about garners the energy to nod, and you can tell he's worn out, "Go to sleep. I'll still be here when you wake up, I promise."

It's five hours before Eddie wakes up again, you had dozed off in the chair. Head lolling backwards, mouth open with a tiny slither of drool at the side, but Eddie swears you're still the most beautiful girl in the world. "Hey, sleepyhead." He squeezes your hand again, hard enough to wake you but not hard enough to hurt you.

"You feeling a bit better now?" You ask, Eddie nodding earnestly in response. He looks better, you admit, less exhausted and more alert. It's the sleep, and the IV rehydrating him, which does it you suppose, but Eddie knows that it's your presence making him feel better. Not that he'll tell you anytime soon.

"They're saying they might discharge me soon. They want to do one more wound check, make sure there's no infection, and they want to administer more antibiotics but then I should be good to go." Eddie tells you, a hopeful smile on his face.

You know what that smile means, "good." You express your pure relief at the news, "I hope you don't mind me staying. Because I'm not leaving your side until you're recovered."

Eddie doesn't say it, but he doesn't mind at all. He'd do anything to keep you by his side forever.

It's a long one and a half weeks before the discharge papers are signed. Whilst he's being instructed on wound care, you pack up everything that the two of you had to keep you going during the stay. "Come on, let's go home." You sling the bag onto your shoulder, car keys in one hand and Eddie's hand in the other.

Part of you knows you should take him back to the trailer, but luckily for you, Wayne already knew Eddie would be staying with you for the foreseeable future. "This isn't the way to the trailer park?" Eddie reminds you, evidently confused as you drive in the wrong direction.

You don't say anything as you drive home. The surroundings became slightly more obvious to Eddie, and he doesn't miss the way your breath hitches slightly. It's another fifteen minutes before you reach home. Turning the engine off, you grab the bag from the back seat before helping the man beside you out the car.

"I thought you lived with your parents?" Eddie questions, as you take him on a general tour of the small one bedroom house. He knew he might have missed some things whilst he was hiding out, and then in the Upside down, but he also knew you'd have told him if something happened.

"They kicked me out. But aunt Marjorie left me this house in her will anyway, so I would have left sooner or later." You shrugged, kicking your shoes off before flopping backwards onto your bed. Eddie removes his shoes and joins you, letting out a sigh of relief to be laying on something other than an uncomfortable hospital bed.

Eddie hums in acknowledgement, before trying to conceal a very obvious yawn. The unspoken suggestion of a nap was thick and heavy in the air between you, but neither one of you were weirded out owing to the countless nap dates you'd had before.

Eddie's quick to shed his jacket, t-shirt and jeans before climbing into bed and you join him once you're in more cosy attire. Both exhausted from a weeks worth of lost sleep, you're out like a light in seconds.

"Y/n!"

It's the yell of your name which wakes you up thirty minutes later, and you're confused before you feel Eddie thrashing about. "Y/n. No please. Don't leave, Y/n! Wake up!" Eddie yells again, face screwed up in his nightmare state. Fear wraps its cold, clammy fingers around your heart, and you shake him in a desperate attempt to wake him up.

Eddie wakes with a start, eyes darting around the room until they settle on you. It's easy to see that he is so clearly afraid of something, and it hurts to see him like this. "I'm safe, moonlight." You soothe him, the two of you now sat up. Eddie's not shy about placing his hand on your fabric covered chest, feeling your heartbeat to convince himself.

"I thought Vecna had got to you and I was too late to save you. I can't bear the thought of ever losing you, it'd be like losing half of my heart." He admits, and you can see it now. Eddie's so in love with you.

You don't say much, just adjust yourself so that you can rest your forehead on his with ease. Eddie's in love with you, and you're in love with him. And even though it feels like the wrong time and place, you ask the question anyway. Because you nearly lost him, and it felt like losing half of your heart.

"Can I kiss you?"

But Eddie doesn't answer. Instead, he cups your face in his hands and you could have sworn your heart was beating so fast it felt like it would explode. Eddie's breath feels warm, and if you were living in a cartoon you're almost positive sparks would be shooting off the two of you. And then finally, not a moment too soon, Eddie's lips meet yours.

You had plenty of first kisses with boys over the years, but none had made you feel as safe and loved as this kiss.

[bellaramseysgf]

If by chance (E.M)

Warning(s); Angst with a happy ending?,heartbreak,Steve X reader,Eddie X Chrissy,regret,mentions of engagement,break ups.

Pairing(s); Eddie Munson x Ex! Girlfriend.

Summary; it hurt to watch Eddie move on but now it’s hurting him to watch you move on.

A/n; this is heavily inspired by ‘If by chance’ by Ruth B. Please be nice I’m so attached to this Fic it’s unbelievable 🥲

The beginning of summer was horridly bad,your parents were dragging you away to your grandparents for the whole summer. Which meant leaving Eddie to deal with things by himself, you were overly proud of him for graduating. You begged your parents to let you stay but they refused, it almost felt like a punishment for dating Eddie when they didn’t want you to.

Well, they got their wish. As summer drug on phone calls and letters just became not enough an Eddie broke it off. You spent your summer sulking in your grandparents basement and hating your parents.

Now, now wasn’t much better because now Eddie’s dating Chrissy Cunningham and that hurts. It’s not like you can avoid him, you work with him, he’s part of your friend group. Wherever eddie is Chrissy’s tagging along.

You didn’t hate the girl she was a sweetheart but constantly seeing her and eddie all over each other as if you weren’t dating him 2 months prior hurts.

Eddie would catch you staring some times and turn down the PDA but you’d just look away. On the bright side steve existed. He would try his best to keep you smiling through it, mainly because he knows what you’re feeling.

Another plus was that the record shop was next to the video store so it became a daily thing for you to either meet him or he you for lunch.

“Is that what we were like?” You asked as Steve fed you a piece of strawberry. “Yeah, pretty much” “oh god, why didn’t you guys say something that much PDA is gross.” Steve smiled and shook his head. “It’s only gross because you’re forced to see it, in the moment you’re in love and you don’t care” you sighed and Steve followed suit.

“How’s the heartbreak?” He asked and you shrugged “I don’t wanna strangle him anymore. You?” Steve closed his eyes for a minute leaning back against the seat of his car. “I’m..kinda over it?” You gasped “no! Steve Harrington finally over nancy wheeler?” He chuckled and threw a piece of cracker at you.“Oh shut it.” You smiled and ate the cracker he threw.

You always felt better when you’d re-enter the record shop and see Chrissy sat on the counter with Eddie pestering over her. You always just slid by them and punched back into work ignoring their presence.

“Hey!” You looked at Chrissy way when her hand touched your arm. “Uh, yeah?” You only just realized that Eddie wasn’t hovering over her. He was out on the floor with a customer. “Are you with Harrington? Because I was gonna say we could go on a double date” you lifted one of your brows at her. Was she really that stupid? Or was she just trying to be nice.

“I’m not with him, I’m sorry if you misunderstood.” Chrissy pouted a bit, glossed lips shining in the dim light. “It’s just the way he looks at you I assumed.” You tilted your head “what’re you talking about? Steve doesn’t look at me a certain way.” Chrissy gasped “you don’t see it?” You shook your head. “That boy looks at you like you hung the stars.” You furrowed your brows “what? No he doesn’t” Chrissy shrugged “I think he does.” Her watch started to beep. “Oh, I gotta get to practice. It was nice talking to you” she waved bye to Eddie and left.

You stood there in almost disbelief…had Steve really been looking at you like that? You were obviously spaced out and jumped when you felt Eddie’s hand on your shoulder. You shifted away from his touch and he just chewed at his bottom lip. “What was all that about? You never talk to her” you shrugged “did you say something?” You huffed and pinched the bridge of your nose. “No Eddie, I didn’t say shit.” You huffed “listen I know this is hard for you…” “Eddie don’t continue this talk with me. It’s gonna end up with me crying and I’m not dealing with it.”

“But we need to talk about it? I mean we’ve barely said hi to each other since the whole thing.” “It was a break up Eddie. Say that! It’s not a ‘thing’ it’s a break up.” You crossed your arms. “I don’t like using that word for it” “why not! It’s what it is, you ended the relationship therefore we broke. Up.” You shook your head and sighed “Eddie, not right now.” You waved him off and walked into the back of the store.

Later that night you were hanging out with Steve, sat on his couch with his head in your lap. “Steve?” He looked up from the tv to you “yeah?” “Do you like me?” Steve smiled “of course I do” you shook your head “no I mean, do you like me Steve” he stared up at you. “Oh, uh..” he sat up turning so he could face you “yeah..yeah I do.” You nodded “I didn’t wanna say anything you aren’t completely over Eddie” you shrugged. “I like you too Steve.” His face lit up and he smiled “really? Like you aren’t Fucking with me?” You shook your head.

“I really like you. A lot more then I thought I did.” The pair of you sat there in the quiet for a second just smiling at each other. Steve moved first as he dropped his head down and pressed his lips to yours. It quickly turned into a sloppy make out session that ended with you sat on his lap.

Over the next few weeks you could see Eddie’s change, the way he tensed up when Steve would kiss you or wrap his arm around you. He also stopped hovering over Chrissy as much at work. The poor girl was confused and scared she did something wrong. You assured her that it wasn’t her and tried to divert her from feeling like it was.

It was finally quiet after closing, Eddie was counting the register while you swept up. “What’s going on with you?” You asked and Eddie looked up from the cash sitting on the counter “what do you mean?” You kept your eyes on the floor. “Just chrissy said you were being distant” Eddie rolled his eyes “don’t but in on my relationship.” “I’m not, she told me I didn’t ask.” “Just leave it alone.” He grumbled and you did.

“Come re count this for me” you nodded and leaned the broom on the closest wall walking behind the counter. You started to shift through the money counting it quietly “you and Steve?” You hummed “what about it?” You asked. “Nothing, just that happened fast” you closed your eyes and sighed “well, things happen” you looked back at him repeating off the number you got.

You moved back towards the broom but Eddie grabbed a hold of your arm. You looked at his hand then him “what?” You asked and Eddie just stared down at you. “I’ve just been thinking about you- us lately” “there isn’t a us Eddie.” He dropped your arm and sighed. “I regret it. ending this with you? I wish I would’ve waited.” You stayed quiet for a minute not sure how to reply.

“Can I be honest?” Eddie nodded “I think because you ended it and then moved on you didn’t feel the heartbreak that I did. Now that I’m seeing someone else you’re feeling it for the first time. You regret ending it because I’ve moved on” Eddie wanted to deny it but he couldn’t. “I still love you.” He said and you nodded “Eddie I still love you. That won’t change” he looked up at you “Eddie,Baby you don’t regret it you miss it there’s a difference.” He huffed.

“Do you love Chrissy?” He nodded “then there’s the proof, if you regretted it you wouldn’t be in love with someone else.” “Do you love Steve?” You nodded “yes, I love him a lot.” Eddie shook his head and huffed leaning on the counter. “I love you Eddie.” You sat your head on his shoulder and he kept his head forward.

“It’s been 8 months Eddie. If you felt regret this whole time you’d have tried to fix it.” He still didn’t reply and you didn’t say anything else just stayed leaning on his arm. “I heard Harrington..talking” “about?” “About wanting to marry you.” You nodded “yeah, me and him talk about that a lot.” Eddie finally turned his head to look at you “I thought I’d be the one marrying you.” “Yeah, I thought that too.” “You did?” You nodded.

“Pictured what you’d look like at the end of the isle, imagined everything down to the color scheme” “yeah?” You nodded “time moves on and sometimes people don’t go with it Ed’s.” His face screwed up. “That’s the first time you’ve called me that since the…the break up” you shrugged “felt like it was right to call you it.” Eddie sighed heavily. “Hey, someday if by chance we both end up single again.” Eddie nodded “yeah, if by chance.” You smiled and he shifted to wrap his arm around your back.

He kissed the top of your head and he stepped back just as Steve knocked on the door. You walked over and unlocked the door “we just gotta clock out” he slipped inside and nodded. “Hey, Munson” Eddie nodded his head at him and closed up the register the both of you clocking out.

Steve slipped his arm around your neck and you glanced back at Eddie “see you tomorrow Ed’s” he nodded “yeah, see ya.” You shot him a smile and left with Steve.

[alloftheimaginesblog]

Plus Size Series Masterlist

up to date as of 08/08/2022

*** - fics with this next to it means that they've just been added to list!

under the cut is all of the plus size reader inserts i've done!

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

It's Getting Hot In Here {NSFW}: It’s the middle of summer and Steve makes sure you know that you don’t have to hide your body from him.

Prom Queen of My Heart: Steve Harrington is obviously going to be voted Prom King. You know it’s tradition for Prom King and Queen to dance together but instead of dancing with Abigail Wickers, Steve comes to you, his plus size girlfriend, and chooses to dance with you instead.

Not Theirs: You're getting picked on at school and Steve steps up to defend you.

"You're basically a marshmallow, perfect for cuddling."

"I think the condom broke." NSFW

***Order's Up: Steve pretty much falls for you on the spot as you order ice-cream.***

Eddie Munson

Gotta Believe: Eddie overhears you getting bullied for your weight so he steps in and shuts it down.

***Pretty Eyes Series Masterlist: A series of one shots between Eddie and plus size reader***

***Three Times: You happen to bump into Eddie Munson three times and you start to see a different side to him.***

***Panic: Eddie knows you best and he's the one who helps when the panic starts to creep up.***

***Lose Control NSFW: Things get heated between you and Eddie when you decide to strip tease for him. ***

***The Bet: During a Dungeons and Dragons game, everything comes down to you.***

***Fake Boyfriends Don't Stay Fake For Long: You ask Eddie Munson to be your fake boyfriend to make your ex-boyfriend jealous.***

***Gotta Believe: Eddie overhears you getting bullied for your weight so he steps in and shuts it down.***

***Five More Minutes: Eddie loves to sleep and he loves to cuddle.

***Let Me Show You NSFW: You pull away from Eddie due to insecurities, he sets out to bring you back.***

MARVEL

Peter Parker MCU

So I Like This Girl...: You always thought you were the ‘fat friend’ but Peter thinks you’re more the ‘out of his league love interest’.

Peter Parker (TASM)

A Little Longer: Sometimes all Peter Parker needs is a day in bed with you.

Migraine: You have a migraine and Peter tries to make you feel better.

Overwhelmed: Peter's there to remind you to breathe when you need it most.

One Look (NSFW): Peter knows exactly how to get you hot and bothered.

I Got You: "You're not hurting me, you're not heavy. I've got you, love."

Plucking Up The Courage: Peter returns to his universe hopeful and filled with a new sense of optimism so he decides to ask out the cute school teacher he sees in the coffee shop.

Pet Names (NSFW): You have a thing for pet names and Peter has a thing for you.

Bucky Barnes

Favourite Place to Sleep: Bucky has a favourite place to sleep when he's with you.

"Another bad date?"

You'd Be Prettier If...: Bucky Barnes, a complete stranger, overhears how bad your date is going so he steps in.

Life Without Colour Series: Soulmate AU Steve/Reader/Bucky

One Day: "I just wish you saw yourself the way I see you."

That Same Love: Bucky comforts you when you feel horrible in a dress you'll be wearing to a family event.

Matt Murdock

Forgive Me Father (NSFW): You and Matt are friends. You visit his church and he suggests that the two of you go into confessional, adopting the role of the sinner the priest. Turns out, you spill all of your secrets about your feelings for him and you both become sinners that night.

Thor

Unworthy: You feel insecure and keep comparing yourself to others, Thor's there to comfort you.

Steve Rogers

Let Me Feel You NSFW: His favourite part of you is your curves.

Life Without Colour Series: Soulmate AU Steve/Reader/Bucky

Embrace: You have stretch marks and Steve makes you realise how beautiful they are.

Tony Stark

Stupid Sometimes: Tony Stark praises your curves, with no ill intent, but it upsets you because of past experiences. Once he realises that he’s upset you, he tries to show you he’s sorry.

Wanda Maximoff

Shapes and Sizes: Wanda makes you feel better about yourself, no matter what size you are.

Pietro Maximoff

Comfortable With Me: You and Pietro have been together for a while and he tries to make you more comfortable being naked around him.

Peter Maximoff (X-Men)

Absolutely Beautiful: Peter comforts you after you get bullied for your weight.

Loki

Divine: Loki buys you a new dress.

When A Trickster Meets A Trickster: You’re a trickster but Loki doesn’t know it so you mess with him for your own entertainment.

INDIANA JONES

Indiana Jones

Your Sad Nest: "It's not a nest." "Honey, you've grabbed all the blankets in the house. It's a nest." "I'm just sad and want to be cosy!"

Jealousy Suits You (NSFW): Indy sees you dressed up in an evening gown for the first time, he's in awe, but he's not the only one. He can't help but be a little unhappy at all the attention you're receiving.

Heels and Ladders: Those library ladders are dangerous, especially in heels.

All You Could Do: You sleep over at Indy's, it's the first time you find out he has nightmares. Some of the stuff he's seen has left a lasting impact, all you can do is hold him.

Stupid, Crazy Love: You mention Indy in the foreword dedication of your latest book. Your students keep asking not just you to sign it, but him as well. He keeps drawing little hearts with your initials in.

Let Me Help: You’re incredibly stressed between writing your most recent research paper, taking classes, helping with dissertations and thesis’, you’re running yourself into the ground and Indy takes notice and tries to help you relax.

You're Never Helping Again: A follow up to ‘Let Me Help’ in which it’s made apparently clear that Indy definitely overestimated his ability to teach the gendered nuances of Victorian Medical practice or something. All your students demand that you never let him teach one of their lessons again, He pretends that it went effortlessly and was the best lesson he’s ever taught.

Coffee and a Muffin on a Monday Morning: The students have a betting pool on when you’re going to get together with Professor Jones, some decide to ‘motivate’ the two of you.

Above and Beyond: During a lesson, you have a rude and arrogant student who makes you doubt your authority and ability to teach, Indy is there to remind you how good you are at your job.

Recognition: You know it’s love when he buys every book you’ve ever written and places them pride of place in his office.

Reminding You: The pencil skirt is the only clean skirt left in your wardrobe. You have to admit to yourself when you catch Indy staring, your butt does look good in it.

Say It Again: You find out his first names actually Henry and that Indiana was his dogs name. You think it’s cute. He doesn’t mind being called Henry when you say it.

Periods Through Different Time Periods: You're on your period, life sucks, Indy stays round. You wake up covered in blood. He makes things easier though, good thing he doesn't mind blood.

Never Again: You agree to go on a nice, simple, normal archaeological dig with Indy. Except it's never simple is it? Good thing the man's good with a gun and a whip.

Secret's Out: You're a fellow lecturer at the university.

THE 100

John Murphy

Be Both: When you're bullied for your weight, Murphy steps in.

STAR WARS

Obi-Wan Kenobi

***Worth More: You're insecure about your weight and Obi-Wan comforts you. ***

BROOKLYN NINE NINE

Jake Peralta

I See Everything: You're not used to receiving so many compliments.

THE HOBBIT

Kili

No Comparisons: You’re the only female member of the Company and Kili accidentally sees you bathing in the river.

HARRY POTTER

Charlie Weasley

"You're not hurting me, you're not heavy. I've got you, love."

Beach Bods: On a day trip to the beach with the Weasleys, Charlie is the one who helps you get over your body insecurities.

Trust Me Love: You think you’re too heavy to go on a horse ride, Charlie takes you on a dragon ride instead.

Summer Mornings (NSFW): You're a friend of the twins and spend summers at the Burrow. One summer, you and Charlie grow close and something blooms on those summer mornings.

"How many times do I have to tell you, you're beautiful no matter what!"

Ron Weasley

Care About Mine: Someone makes a comment about your weight so you decide to skip breakfast, it’s Ron who notices.

Fred Weasley

Princess: Fred asks you to the ball and treats you like the most beautiful one there.

Draco Malfoy

Five Years: You and Draco reminisce about your years at Hogwarts.

Blaise Zabini

Be My Date: Blaise Zabini finds you fascinating and asks you to the Yule Ball. You reject him thinking that he’s making fun of you but he goes out of his way to show you that he’s serious.

[minteacutie]

Just had an idea for a fic

Steve and Eddie are having an argument and because of the stress Steve is going through at the moment, he says some hurtful things to Eddie.

Cue tears and running out from Eddie in the night. He was already kind of sniffly because of the stress he was under but felt worst as he cried and ran.

So Steve has to find him and he does but Eddie is flinching away from him and extremely sneezy.

So Steve has to coax Eddie into going with him and takes care of him. Also he apologizes for what he said and Eddie cries but forgives him

Finished, fair warning this is sad so...have some feelings. Hope this is what you were looking for anon!!! 🤣 Eddie’s throat felt raw from yelling, he didn’t even know what about anymore just how the argument had started. Steve had come home from a shift at Family Video, Eddie could just see the tension in his shoulder and in the way he clenched his jaw. He knew better than to pester him…but he noticed something else about his boyfriend. The right side of his face was a rainbow of bruised and bloody skin, particularly dark around his socket. It looked bad, like he’d gotten his face beat in again. He knew better than to comment on it while Steve was already stressed out but he did anyway and now here they were. “I don’t need you to protect me like I'm some damsel in distress Steve,”Eddie shouted, letting his hands wave around dramatically, “I can take care of myself!” “I wouldn’t have to protect you if you'd stop provoking people”Steve shouted,”can’t you just pretend to be normal for once!!?” Eddie flinched back like Steve’s words had struck him, feeling the tears already starting to well up in his eyes. His boyfriend moved forward the expression on his face like Steve knew he’d said the wrong thing but Eddie was already backing away from him. Before he could stop himself Eddie was out the door, running as fast as he could ignoring Steve’s voice calling after him. That’s what he was good at…running. He flinched at the cool rain stinging his face but it didn’t slow Eddie down. Not until he was well into the woods near his trailer. Slipping on the slick mud hitting the ground hard he curled in on himself hugging his knees sobbing. Eddie didn’t know how long he’d been laying there before, he saw a light shining in the darkness. He heard Steve calling his name but he didn’t budge.

Steve found him anyway kneeling down next to Eddie putting a hand on his shoulder, making Eddie curl further in on himself whimpering.

“Oh baby…”Steve mumbled, his heart aching in his chest, “let get you out of the rain.” He shifted putting one arm under his knees and the other behind his back scooping the other man up into his arms. Shifting awkwardly under Eddie’s wait he stabilized himself, carrying the other man back in the direction of the trailer.

Eddie wrapped his arms around Steve’s neck, burying his face into his boyfriend's shoulder, hot tears spilling down his cheeks.

Getting him back inside, Steve set his boyfriend down on the couch going to get the first aid kit and a towel. Coming back with it he immediately started taking care of the scraps on his elbows.

Eddie hisses when he feels antiseptic touch the cuts, squirming a little.

“I know Ed’s,I’m almost done…”Steve coos, getting the scraps cleaned up, putting clean bandages on him,”Christ you’re freezing…”

Eddie sniffled wetly with a little hiccup, rubbing his nose as his breath hitched,”"Hih'ih'GXSHht! ‘GXXSHht! ‘Hih’ih’HIh’GSSshiew!...guh.” He crumple forward with his signature triple.

“Oh Eddie,”Steve mumbled, suddenly clicking as to why Eddie was so off, he should have known his boyfriend never cries,”come here…”He opened his arms up for the other man.

Eddie crumbled again harsh sobs wracking his lean frame as he curled up into Steve arms whimpering,”I’m sorry.”He choked out in between tears, but Steve just shushed him.

“No baby I’m sorry,”Steve said, rubbing his back, tangling his fingers into Eddie thick curls,”I was stressed out and I took it out on you, and that wasn’t okay. Don’t want you to ever change sweetie,not ever…”

He rubbed his back through Eddie's wet t-shirt, feeling him shudder with sobs, at some point his chest swelling deeply with hitching breaths. “H’GXsht! ‘GXXSshiew!…gh.” He smothered the damp sneezes into Steve's shoulder.

“Alright baby…think it’s time we got dried off and into bed.” Steve said, pressing a kiss to Eddie's temple before helping his boyfriend, to take him to the bathroom to dry off before tucking him into bed.

Whispering sweet little nothings to reassure Eddie that he was loved all the way.

[aristal-w]

edification my god I’ve been following it since chapter 2 maybe and now everytime I tweet “I need to be sedated” my friends just know there was an update, I love sub eddie and ur dom steve but truly just your interpretations of the characters is so on point it kind of makes me hysterical? like there’s the sex aspects (hot hot hot!) but the self loathing and the coming apart and the (hopefully… eventually) coming together means so much? Eddie & Steve kind of feel like when you stitch up a rip in the wrong way, like yes it’s going to hold for the time being but you’re gonna have to do rip that all out if you want something that lasts. and this recent chapter, holy shit, your authors note abt how Steve does like Eddie he just has such an immense amount of self-loathing, I feel like it’s such an integral part of Steve’s character that can be overlooked, it doesn’t matter how good he thinks you are, it’s about how bad he thinks he is. Like, he’s Steve Harrington, he thinks he ruins everything he touches, he’s a wounded child inside. But I just. Wow. I love edification like hook line and sinker, truly, but I read double layup too and I was just as captivated (for different reasons!) so what I’m trying to say is I’m so excited for everything you’re going to put out like truly, such a great writer!

ANON IM SOBBING. Thank you SO much for this comment. Little known fact: im deeply insecure when it comes to my writing and take it incredibly seriously, which is sometimes a downfall, especially when it comes to fanfiction. Edification has become kind of my study of their characters, despite starting out as a “lol what if they fucked” idea.

Your notes about Steve in particular make me happy, because its so true. Fanon Steve is a sweet angel babygirl, whereas canon Steve is a deeply flawed, but ultimately good person (which I’m not knocking- I love canon divergence as much as the next person, especially bc all my upcoming fics have trans non-binary eddie).

Edification has a happy end, I promise. They do end up together, and chapter ten is the sweetness that wraps it all up. But we have two more chapters of hurt until they get there. After Edification comes my new fic, Total Knockout, which is like a reward for surviving Edification. Smut, fluff, and romance.

This was a long reply but anyways THANK YOU THANK YOU

[clynnra]

Strongest Together

After that disappointing last ten minutes of the series finale, I didn't think I would ever write for my beloved boys again. But, thanks to binging lots of episodes of the show on ion since it started airing there (happy to post this story on one of ion's Five-O Fridays) and reading many fix-it fics, I had to do this for Danny. I will be forever bitter that our last glimpse of him ever was hurt (physically and emotionally) and alone on Steve's beach. So this is my way of fixing that sad image. There's background (literally, just a few minor mentions) Steve/Catherine and Danny/others, but this is a McDanno story. I didn't want to vilify Steve, since he should take care of himself and find peace, so I hope that comes across. Finally, eternal thanks to my beta PhoebeMiller for making my story way better than it was with her fantastic feedback about story line, diction, and all the grammar. She's an awesome writer in her own right - go read her wonderful stories! And always thanks to SheppardMcKay for inspiring me to post fic.

Steve and Danny. Danny and Steve. Steve left Danny. Danny was alone.

Sighing, Danny knew he had his kids, his family and the team. But that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt so fucking much. Days like today, it still hurt to breathe.

Danny didn’t begrudge Steve finding his peace. Or his taking care of himself. Hell, he tried to instill self preservation in his Neanderthal time and again. But when Steve finally took his advice and put himself first, it had ripped Danny’s heart to shreds.

It still hurt so damn much because of the way Steve left. The timing sucked. Just out of the hospital, Danny could barely walk even with his cane. This proved Steve was hiding the depth of his own suffering. Normally, he'd never leave Danny when he was injured. Danny smiled and remembered Steve raiding his house for cookies after he'd been shot in quarantine. The fondness bubbling up just about killed him.

More memories of this year from hell came back, and Danny had to sit down. He'd moved himself into Steve's house after Doris died because he sensed Steve needed him. The loss was just too much after Joe's death. When Joanna had died, Steve was there for him, cooking him eggs most mornings, claiming routine was good. Danny knew Steve was talking about himself, too.

They'd fallen into something Danny dared call a relationship when he was awake late at night, insomnia raging. He and Steve lived together. They ate meals together most nights. They walked Eddie, locked up the house and said good night like a couple.

A couple of idiots, Danny grumbled now. Or was he the biggest idiot? He'd made this huge leap into what proved to be a lonely abyss.

What hurt the most was Steve pretty much rejecting the idea of the two of them growing old together on that beach. Danny didn't know for sure when his best friend would return from his Kung Fu adventures. He'd only counted on Steve coming home at some point. Now, when he replayed their last conversation, the dagger twisted in his chest even more.

The sad fact was - Danny loved Steve. Not just like a friend. He loved him like I want to spend the rest of my life with you even though you drive me crazy, you caveman. He never told Steve he was in love with him. Danny was scared and convinced such an admission would be suicide. Because he feared their friendship would be over, was so sure of it, in fact, that he kept all of his feelings locked away. He didn't want to fuck up the best friendship he'd ever had.

Not to mention, Steve was straight. He'd never given Danny any hint that he was interested. Unless you counted Steve's octopus arms and his total disregard for Danny's personal space. Which Danny did not dwell on. No way could he let himself go there. That's why he'd pushed Steve into dating. First Brooke and then the vet. Neither had really worked out, and Danny did not allow himself to question why. He would have kept on searching for the perfect mate for Steve, too, if he hadn't left. Even though Danny wanted it to be him.

No one knew Danny's secret. Although he mostly dated women, he had a few relationships with men while at Seton Hall. He kept his attraction to men close to the vest. He'd thought his college experiments were in the rearview mirror until the giant goof stole his crime scene.

To distract himself from the heartbreak over Steve’s dating, he’d focused on reconciling with Rachel in a vain attempt to stitch his family back together. Yet, no matter how hard he tried, it just didn’t work since he was in love with Steve. When they finally figured out they were better as friends, Rachel shocked him with advice to stop dithering and tell Steve. He was so taken aback by Rachel’s accurate insight into his heart, past all his bullshit, he’d gone to that bar and met Joanna. Like so many other things in his life, hooking up with her to forget Rachel and Steve had ended all kinds of bad. Spectacular didn't even cut it. Joanna's death wasn't his fault. This he knew. But he couldn't stop feeling guilty. She was with him in the car because of how he'd chosen to mend himself, and she'd died after everything he'd done to try to save her.

And of course, there was Catherine. He envied her for having Steve the way he wanted. She knew every inch of him. She knew so many more secrets.  Steve had opened his heart to her - and what had she done? She'd pulled a Doris. More than once. And the idiot took her back.

Weren't they a pair? Danny knew he was a hypocrite for being angry with Steve about getting back with an ex time and again. He didn't care. He couldn't help feeling upset that Steve was with Catherine (probably this very minute) and not him.

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Three months had passed since Steve left, and Danny’s PT was coming along well. He texted Steve a few times a week to check in, while Steve returned his texts within a couple hours. They’d spoken on the phone a few times, and Danny lost himself in the comforting cadence of Steve’s voice. Their calls ranged from about 20 minutes to almost an hour, and their talks were nice. But during one of their conversations, as he listened to Steve chatter on about what he did in whatever destination he was currently staying, Danny realized that Steve’s journey to find himself didn’t include him. Steve didn’t need him like Danny needed him. And that revelation punched the breath out of him. He tried to cover it, but Steve, with his keen SEAL senses, heard it.

“Danno, you okay?” Steve interrupted his story about what he saw in Scotland.

“Yeah, babe, I’m ok. Just still get tired sometimes. Had PT this morning and energy kinda zapped. You mind if we pick this up some other time? I’m gonna have a lie down.” Danny chewed his lips as he lied. It was a white lie, but still.

“Ok… you take care buddy. I love you.” Steve said with a note of concern.

“You too.” replied Danny. He couldn’t tell Steve he loved him on their calls because he didn’t want Steve to hear how in love with him he was. Texting “love you, too” was fine, but when he said it, he felt his heart in his throat.

Putting his phone down, Danny glanced around himself. He was still at Steve’s house sitting on his couch. Eddie was laying on the floor nearby. And Danny came to a decision. Steve was out finding himself, and Danny really needed to do the same. He had spent so much of the past ten years being part of Steve and Danny that outside of being a father to Grace and Charlie and being on the task force, he‘d kinda lost himself. He felt like his life wasn’t making sense after deciding to just be friends with Rachel and then the tragedy with Joanna. He knew that in order to move on with his life, he had to make a change. He would always be there for Steve, but it was time he was there for himself.

A few days later, Steve called again. This time he was in Ireland. He told Danny about the beautiful scenery there, and after he was done, he asked, “So, what are you up to now, Danno? PT almost done right?”

Danny took a deep breath and started. “Funny you should ask that. I, um, I’m gonna move back to my place, Steve.”

There was a moment of stunned silence.

“Why? Danny, is something wrong?” Steve replied, trying to keep a lock on his emotions.

“No, babe.” Danny grimaced and continued. “I just, uh, think it’s time to move back. You know, you’re out there trying to find yourself and your peace without me…”

Steve gasped, “Danny…”

Shaking his head, Danny kept going. “and that’s fine, Steve. I’m not trying to make you feel bad. You deserve to find the peace and happiness you need. I just need to find myself again a bit. After Joanna died, I felt sorta lost. And I was starting to make sense of my life again before Daiyu Mei swooped in…” He didn’t mention and when you left me. Danny shook that thought from his head.

“So, I need to do this. To remember who I was before I was part of Steve and Danny…” he finished with a fake chuckle.

“Danno, are you sure?” Steve asked, a note of sadness in his voice.

Danny nodded even though Steve couldn’t see him. “Yes.”

There was another moment of charged silence.

“Ok, Danno, I got it. You need this, so I got your back. Whatever you need. Hey, I gotta head out, but I’ll call again, alright?” Steve sounded like he was happy for Danny but wasn’t quite believing it.

Danny replied, “Sure. Bye, babe.”

Steve said clearly, “I love you, Danny.”

“You too.” Danny croaked out. When the call ended, he dropped his phone next to him and covered his face with his hands taking in a few deep breaths.

It was time to find who he was again without Steve.

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Danny finally completed his eight weeks of PT, and his doctor okayed his return to light work aka paperwork. He still had to check in each month since it was his second gunshot wound in his chest in two years. As part of his process to return to Five-O, the governor mandated Danny to complete visits with his therapist since he survived such a traumatic experience. At first, he was annoyed he had to go to therapy again; he’d rather eat pineapple on his pizza. But during the couple of months of sessions about his kidnapping and near death at the hands of Daiyu Mei, he found himself working through various issues including the death of his partner Grace, his guilt over Matty, his complicated relationship with Rachel, Grace’s kidnapping and almost fatal car accident, Charlie’s paternity and medical condition, as well as other work related stresses and traumas. The governor’s directive for Danny’s therapy was once a week for two months, but he continued past that, and for a few weeks, he was going twice a week. He just unloaded whatever was burdening his mind and heart. He felt stronger for it. He even told the therapist about his feelings for Steve, and she suggested that to find closure or peace about it, he should consider discussing his feelings with Steve. Danny knew she was right but wasn’t ready yet. However, talking things out gave him the perspective he needed.

With the end of PT and his ongoing therapy doing well, he told the kids first he was moving out of Steve’s house. They were shocked, Tani near tears while Junior took the news stoically. But once Danny told them why, they were very supportive and helped Danny move to his now renovated place over two weekends. Lou, Quinn, and Adam also chipped in their time to help with Danny’s move. Since Junior moved in with Tani, they figured out a schedule of who would check on Steve’s place and when including the upkeep of the grounds. Junior and Tani told Danny once he was cleared for regular work, he could share some of the maintenance duties. They'd take care of it for now. Tani joked that maybe they could get Kamekona to hire some of his family. Danny rolled his eyes and smacked her. None of them had enough money for that enterprise.

Eddie was another story. Poor guy was just adapting to his master being gone. Now they were relocating him. Danny decided Eddie would live with him, and Junior would take him as time allowed since he loved Eddie, too. It was a good arrangement, as the loyal dog loved each of them. And he enjoyed the extra attention he was getting.

Danny felt like things were starting to get back to the new normal without Steve while he was at work doing paperwork and running point for any cases from HQ if needed. He surprised himself that he got the hang of the HQ computer table after getting lots of help from the team. Quinn was especially patient, and he appreciated it.

While Danny settled back at work, he still kept in contact with Steve. His best friend would mostly text him to check in with how things were going and send some pictures of gorgeous landscapes and appetizing food. When they did talk on the phone here and there, Steve would catch Danny up on things with him. Danny winced when Steve spoke about Catherine, but tried to sound as supportive as possible. He had to keep reminding himself that if Steve was happy with her, he would just have to accept it. And during one of these phone calls, Danny promised himself that he needed to start dating again. He may be in love with Steve, but he also owed it to himself to move forward and not spend the rest of his life pining after his best friend who was happy with the love of his life.

In a bold move, he asked Adam to be his wingman, explaining he needed to shake things up. He wanted to reclaim who he was before Daiyu Mei and even before his last disastrous attempt to get back with Rachel. What he left unspoken was his need to reinvent himself without Steve.

Adam didn’t even raise an eyebrow and had replied, “You got it, brother. You were there for me when I was lost without Kono, so I’m here for you.”

Danny was so grateful. They went to nice bars, the types professionals patronize. Danny did score dates with some doctors, lawyers, and accountants. He surprised Adam by dating both men and women, but after that initial shock, Adam supported his choices, even offering to set Danny up with friends. He even went on a few double dates with Adam and Tamiko. The companionship was nice, and the sex even nicer, but Danny didn’t feel like any of these people would help him get over Steve. At least he felt like his life was more balanced and not just focused on Steve all the time.

When he first mentioned to Steve that he was dating again, there was a silence long enough that Danny thought the call dropped. He could easily FaceTime Steve but just could not find the courage to see his beloved face again. The phone calls offered distance, a buffer. And Danny needed it so he could continue to support Steve and survive his updates when they included Catherine.

Just when Danny was ready to ask his best friend if he could hear him, an exaggeratedly upbeat Steve jumped back in.

“Hey, buddy, I’m glad you’re getting out there again. You deserve to be happy, too.” His voice cracked on the last bit.

After that last odd tone from Steve, they continued like normal when Danny filled him in on the latest with Grace and Charlie. The rest of the call was pleasant with some of their usual teasing.

But on the next call when Danny mentioned how he and Keith went on a double date with Adam and Tamiko, Steve choked and started coughing on the phone.

“Hey, babe, you ok? Don’t choke on the butter in your coffee, alright?” Danny joked.

Steve got his breath back and said, “Sorry, went down the wrong tube. Wait, so you’re dating guys now, Danny?”

Danny didn’t care for Steve’s tone, but answered, “Well, I did date a few guys back in college, but just stopped once I met Rachel.” He didn’t mention and once I met you. “Is that gonna be a problem for you, Steven?”

Steve quickly responded, “Of course not, Danny. I’m just shocked you never told me this in the over ten years we’ve known each other. And for the record, it’d be hypocritical of me if it was.”

Now it was Danny’s turn to gasp. “Wait, when the hell were you dating guys, Steve? In all the years we’ve been together, you’ve only talked about women.”

Sighing, Steve said, “Well, I didn’t really date guys, Danny. When I was deployed, I helped my teammates out like they helped me. So to be more specific, I’ve had sex with guys, but not actually dated them. I enjoyed the sex and was even attracted to some of the guys, but DADT kept me from being open about being sexually attracted to men.”

Danny couldn’t help himself. “Did Cath know?”

Steve chuckled briefly. “Of course, man. I told her I slept with several men and was attracted to some. She was cool with it since she had some bi friends and family.”

Danny admired Steve’s honesty, and he wanted to be honest, too.

“Steve, dating these men and women - it’s nothing serious. Don’t get me wrong, the company and sex are great, but they don’t compare to you.”

It sounded like Steve sniffled on the other end of the line. His voice was slightly hoarse. “And just so you know, partner, no one will ever replace you. No one can. Hey, we gotta grab some food…”

Danny teased, “Try not to ruin your food with pineapple, you animal. Enjoy your meal.”

Snickering, Steve added, “Copy that.”

Steve’s voice became sincere again. “I’ll call you again soon, Danno. I love you.”

Automatically, Danny replied, “You, too.”

Steve’s breath hitched before saying, “I miss you, Danny. Talk to you soon. Bye.”

Danny exhaled, “I miss you, too. Bye, babe.”

Once Danny placed his phone down, he was like, good going Williams. You almost told him you’re in love with him while Cath was right there. Don’t be an idiot next time.

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It had been a week since that eye-opening phone call and about six months since Steve left, Danny had been back to regular responsibilities at work for about a month. His therapy sessions were twice a month now. He was still seeing people but didn’t feel the desperation to date like when he first started a few months ago. He felt confident in his own skin again, feeling better both professionally and personally. But he was still in love with Steve. Danny finally decided. Fuck it. I’ll always love the maniac, I just have to live with it.

And it came to a head during one of their phone calls almost two months later.

Danny couldn’t keep himself from asking, “You happy with Cath, Steve?”

There was a pause before Steve said, “I wouldn’t know. She left about two months ago on another CIA assignment. She offered to come back when her job was over, but I told her that I need stability and consistency and her work didn’t provide that. I said I was proud that she found her way and happy for her that she loved her job. I told her that I would always love her, but she deserved someone who was in love with her.”

Danny’s heart sped up with hope. “So, what are you saying, Steve?”

Steve pushed air through his nose. “I’m saying that I couldn’t commit to her because I’m in love with you.”

“Steve…?” Danny’s voice shook with emotion.

“Danny, every time I told you I love you when we ended our calls, I meant it as I’m in love with you. You never repeated it to me so I assumed you didn’t feel the same way. But once you told me you dated guys, I got hopeful again. And after that phone call, I stopped sleeping with Cath. And she knew something was up with the no sex but never called me on it. That’s just not what we do. Things are easy for us, and when they’re not, we still pretend that they are. But my heart couldn’t just be satisfied with what was easy and familiar anymore. I needed the challenge and passion. I need you.”

Danny confessed, “Babe, I’m in love with you, too. I just couldn’t tell you since I thought you had your happily ever after with Catherine. When I figured you guys were permanent, I dated to move on without you. But it’s no use, Steve. I want you. I want everything with you.”

Choked with emotion, Steve whispered, “Danny.. I’m coming home.”

“I’m so glad, babe. I love you.”

+++++++

Two days later, Danny was at baggage claim. He spotted Steve immediately, tall and gorgeous with a full beard and short but longer than military regulation hair. Steve saw him too, and his face lit up with a huge smile that crinkled his eyes. They moved quickly through the crowd to each other. As he got closer, Danny spotted the specks of white in Steve’s hair and thought it just made his big goof even more handsome. Finally, they were in front of each other. Dropping his duffel, Steve wrapped his arms around Danny hugging him tightly. He tucked his face into Danny’s hair and inhaled deeply.

“Danno, I missed you so much.”

Danny just squeaked out a “me too” while he hugged Steve. He was too busy inhaling the travel worn scent of Steve. He couldn’t get enough of the man he loved. He rubbed his face into Steve’s chest, reveling in the physical presence he had wanted so much all these months and at long last had.

They moved so their foreheads were resting against each other. Breathing the same air, not aware of the bustle of the people around them.

Danny broke their peaceful bubble by moving his face away so he could look into Steve’s eyes. “Did you find the peace you needed, babe?”

Huffing and licking his lips, Steve shook his head. His left hand held Danny’s face as his gaze never wavered. “Not yet, but I’m working on it. I know I’ll get there with therapy and what I need most.”

Danny tilted his head questioningly at Steve.

“You.”

Then Steve kissed Danny. Eyes fluttering closed, Danny returned the kiss. Like this thing they were doing happened every day.

Feeling a surge of joy, Danny broke the kiss with a smile. Smiling himself, Steve opened his eyes.

“I think I need you to repeat yourself, I didn’t quite hear you,” Danny said with a smirk as he pulled Steve down again. This time, the kiss was firmer. Danny nipped Steve's bottom lip and he opened his mouth. Always the control freak, Steve cupped Danny's face so he could move him where he wanted. He hummed contentedly as he tasted Danny. A couple times, their teeth clacked, but their tongues soothed the minor mishaps. The frantic exploration continued until they needed air.

Eyes opening and panting a bit as their lips parted, they grinned at each other goofily.

“I think we gave the airport enough of a show, babe.” Danny joked.

Steve chuckled. He sobered a bit and said, “Danny, I love you.”

Danny smiled brightly as his heart thudded happily. “I love you, too, Steve. Let’s go home.”

“And where is that exactly?” Steve asked mischievously.

“Wherever you and I are together.” Danny replied quickly.

Appeased, Steve grabbed his bag and slung it on his left shoulder. He pulled Danny under his right arm as they walked to the car.

Danny with Steve. Strong on their own. Strongest together.

FIN.

[five-wow]

10.01 thoughts (or basically a rambly recap, very spoilery, with a lot of caps lock abuse) under the cut!!! :D

JERRY’S BEEN SHOT. that’s not actually a surprise at this point in any way, but oh gosh, poor guy. “it hurts more than i thought it would.” oh no. :c

i’m confused though - grover’s there calling an ambulance, jerry is bleeding, steve is keeping pressure on the wound, but where’s danny? clutching his heart out of frame? OH WAIT he could be arresting ezra hassan, i suppose?

on screen: 2 weeks later. jfdkfjdk they resolved that cliffhanger in like, under thirty seconds.

love jerry’s longer curly hair! REALLY LOVE that jerry and junior are playing battleship, omg.

jerry thought about HIS DND BUDDIES WHEN HE GOT SHOT. i love him. (i’m also both worried about his mental health and glad they’re showing him actually feeling some repercussions from getting shot, aside from the flesh wound.)

tani and junior!!! are going to the opera!!! wonderful, i’m into it.

AH. here we have steve on his date, omfg. it all looks so pretty - the background, the restaurant, the date, steve. REALLY AWKWARD conversation though, fjdkfd. steve’s been hanging with danny too much - as soon as someone asks “what are you thinking” he just opens up his heart.

“it’s just crazy, you know. things that happen at work.” FDJKFDJF i’m glad he’s seeing that AFTER NINE YEARS.

DANNY CALLS. i’ve seen the clips that were drifting around tumblr, so i knew it was going to happen, but still. DANNY CALLS. IN THE MIDDLE OF STEVE’S DATE.

“i think it’s best,” steve says, about taking a phone call from danny while he’s in the middle of a first date with a really pretty woman who seems very kind about his total awkwardness, oh BOY

the WAY danny says “hi” just already has me in stitches. i die. and then steve’s “dude! i don’t know.” he sounds so frustrated! poor guy.

“words are kinda just, they’re falling out of my mouth, i don’t know why.” OH STEVE. also: that’s 80% of all fic in which steve finally confesses his feelings to danny ever. thank you, canon, for giving us a steve who is canonically prone to this.

“do you have any game at all?” danny asks, of steve, WHO HE IS CALLING IN THE MIDDLE OF A DATE. the co-dependency here is HIGH and it’s probably unhealthy but i’m enjoying it a lot, truly.

okay so, steve says “you’ve called twice, we haven’t even ordered!” and then DANNY SAYS “if you answered my texts, i wouldn’t have to call” and that’s just ALL SO BAD. they are TERRIBLE together and that woman should probably run far away.

danny! way to build up steve’s confidence on this date by telling him his thing is awkward and messing things up, holy shit.

I’M SCREAMING. “that was danny. who i love. very much.” I AM YELLING. YES. GOOD. PREMIUM CONTENT.

just. i love “i love you”s, okay. i love them. we got one (1) in s9 at the end of 9.01, but we’re off to a good start now in 10.01, with steve telling his frigging date that he loves danny, oh my.

IT GOT WORSE. i paused like, in the middle of steve’s sentence, and then as soon as i hit play the date said “sounds like my ex” and steve says “you know, it’s funny that you say that, because it’s kind of like a marriage” and uh, hello steve, i made a gifset about that the day before yesterday, thank you for giving me an update, but also just. wtf. wtf holy shit

i. i just. this is supposedly steve on a date with a woman being all heterosexual, but it’s really an extremely mcdanno scene, like ten times more than i was prepared for, wow.

real talk though, i’m almost certain this relationship isn’t going anywhere, but this woman seems really cool!!! i love her so far.

tani is actually enjoying the opera and junior seems to be paying more attention to her than the stage and i have no idea if this is actually an officially official date between them or if they’re still “just friends”, but it’s all so cute. and then, of course, some anonymous guy shows up with a sketchy briefcase that’s inevitably going to contain weapons, but oh well, it was nice for how long it lasted.

a slightly updated intro!!! katrina law is already in it (which i like) and the new group shot is kind of crowded but really nice, but fjdkfdjkdf they chose a really awkward moment where adam is supposedly typing something on the tech table but he’s REALLY OBVIOUSLY just randomly tapping his fingers on it. that’s going to haunt me. oh dear show runners, why.

danny... says steve was blowing his date, as they arrive on the crime scene that junior and tani found, and steve says he has a second date and danny goes “you got a second date?” incredulously and almost dismayed and that just really sounds like he WANTED steve to blow it. what is this, danny, setting steve up with a pretty woman from steve’s school to test him? see if he’ll say no and fall in your arms instead, and when he doesn’t, you’re disappointed?

even the lighting in this random stairwell gun fight chase scene is kind of pretty! the blue and red? i like it.

oh NO, steve, you’re not even ten minutes into a new season and you’re chasing some suicidally parcouring bad guy across roof tops and into a jump that’s REALLY going to give danny a heart attack, jesus.

fdjkfd danny telling steve that ten years ago he would’ve made that jump? telling him he’s forty? i’m not sure if that’s kind of mean or really good, but it might be both.

plot stuff happens, but i keep getting distracted by all the grey in steve’s beard and his new, longer hair. it’s good.

i like quinn’s introduction!!! i really do, more than i’d expected. and honestly, that déjà vu thing lenkov was talking about is very faint to me, to the point where it’s mostly just there because danny says it out loud in the text and then forcibly makes it so. they’re not in steve’s garage, it’s the wrong car they’re standing next to, there are three people instead of two and there’s no “one, two, three” and showing badges, but steve yeets his badge over the windshield of the car in quinn’s direction. the similarity isn’t that strong.

danny going “i gotta follow him” about steve and “i don’t know [shrugs]” about where they’re going is beautiful.

i’m about halfway through the episode now and steve and danny have spent SO MUCH time together and it’s really good but also has me slightly worried that they’re pushing all the steve&danny content for the entire season in one episode, omg. it’s good, though. i’m happy for now.

adam is still doing yakuza stuff. i get it, because it’s the one big thing they’ve given his character, but i do get kind of tired of it. he’s supposedly out, but every time they need it for plot reasons, he still has connections somewhere that are willing to help him for whatever reason.

and then quinn shows up and pulls a gun on adam, fjdkfd. listen, i know i said i was getting tired of him doing the yakuza thing over and over, but shooting him would be a little drastic.

danny: “this is good, we’re chasing a monster truck. that’s totally normal, right?” how is it that NOW they’re both suddenly realizing their lives are kind of crazy? they weren’t crazy before, guys? guys??

HAH, the guy in the truck drives over a dozen cars. that’s ridiculous, but a lot of fun, omg.

danny, when he finds tani and quinn in the same room at hq: “oh good, you two have met.” YES. MY SENTIMENTS. except i’m perhaps a little more exuberant about it. TWO MAIN FEMALE CHARACTERS IN ONE SCENE YES GOOD I LIKE THIS. we haven’t had this since... season 4, maybe? when catherine was briefly part of the team?

oh SHIT. danny: “are you sure you’re not related to steve in any way?” okay SO. we’re all assuming quinn is steve’s new love interest, but quinn being steve’s secret half sister somehow? also nonsense, but nonsense i’d like. and i mean, they need to keep the mcgarrett family drama alive somehow, so this could be fun.

quinn: “can’t this thing go any faster? [steve looks at her weird] what?” steve: “nothing. just never had that complaint before.” that is a LIE. i know for a fact that that’s a lie, because i have a stupid amount of knowledge of h50 of the top of my head and one of the things i know is that in 8.01 tani pops up between steve and danny while she’s in the backseat of the camaro and ALSO asks if it doesn’t go any faster. i know what they’re going for here, setting quinn and steve up as equals, and i like what they’re trying to tell us about quinn as a character in theory but come on, if you’re trying to convince us steve is all impressed by this woman that you might be setting him up with romantically, at least do some continuity fact checking on your own show, guys.

anyway! i do like that it’s canon that all women in five-0 think the camaro isn’t fast enough. get wrecked, steve and danny, HA.

when steve said to the bad guy “my friend lou here is going to put some handcuffs on you” i thought at first that he said “liu”, as in quinn’s last name, and oh man, first they had tani and junior’s last names as rey and reigns, which was close enough, but now they have lou and liu, gosh.

!!! this talk between steve and quinn in front of kamekona’s?? i LIKE IT. A LOT. we get to know a little more about quinn and steve genuinely does treat her as an equal and a capable colleague and there’s nothing especially romantic about this, which is good this early on even if they’re doing that later because i do feel like it could possibly work but right now it would just be really weird and very forced and i’m just really relieved that’s the dynamic they’re going for. this, this is good.

OH BOY. “we’re breaking up with you, danny” steve says. i... wow.

FAIR THOUGH. it’s probably a REALLY GOOD idea of steve to maybe involve danny a little less in his dating life if he wants to, well, actually have one that’s viable for life, but oh GOSH. danny going “you can’t cut me out” when steve tells him this? danny is just. so interested in steve’s romantic life, damn.

tani: “mom and dad are fighting again.” fdjkfdjk YES. this time it’s not even junior saying this to eddie behind steve and danny’s back, it’s just tani saying it out loud to the entire group and nobody says anything about it so uhhh that’s accepted fact then, within the team. GOOD.

ohhhh jerry is leaving. also not a real surprise and it’s probably kind of good that the team doesn’t endlessly keep growing if quinn joins this season, but ahh, i’m sad, anyway.

GROUP HUG. i love EVERY SINGLE THING ABOUT THIS.

oh gooood, somebody put a bomb in the champ box in steve’s garage. that’s harsh.

final thoughts: i LIKED THIS. very much!!! i’m relieved about that, tbh, because at least i’m happy about the start of the season, which seems like a good sign, haha. i love quinn so far, there was REALLY GREAT mcdanno stuff in this, i love that steve is dating again, tani and junior seem to be dating, jerry is fairly healthy and happy - all around lots of good stuff.

i do kind of think that cliffhanger from last season got extremely little attention (we didn’t even see ezra hassan get arrested, and what happened to her kid? where was danny? idk it was weirdly short and quick), but it’s still possible they’re coming back to that in a later episode, idk.

[proofthatihaveaheart]

2019 fic recs

it’s been a long time since i did a fic rec list so i put one together with some of my favorite fics from this year (and then forgot to post it for a month oops). i’ve been reading in a lot of fandoms so there’s a bunch of variety in this one. also because i read a ton of cap marvel fics earlier in the year, i’m going to do a separate list for those

[1 Coco, 5 Good Omens, 1 Lucifer, 5 Marvel, 1 She-Ra, 3 Steven Universe]

Coco

Work of All Saints by anistar_e (210k): Her mother sends her a letter, after. We cannot help you, Imelda, it says. You are the consequence of your actions."This is not my fault!" Imelda shouts.-Imelda Rivera (b. 1899 - d. 1969), a story that includes but is not limited to: the finest music school this side of the Santo Domingo, three traveling musicians and the mess they made of love, the twice-cursed assassination of Venustiano Carranza, all the patron saints, and ninety-six ways a man can try to cross a bridge. (A masterpiece of character, world-building, development, just everything you could possibly want from a fic and a novel, it is a grand epic that is personal in scope, truly spectacular)

Good Omens

A Stone’s Throw from Jerusalem by RC_McLachlan (Aziraphale/Crowley, 2k):  "Are you honestly going to make me listen to bebop in my final moments?” [Absolutely beautiful with just the right amount of aching heartbreak and pining, and this acute awareness that they live on different scales than humans.] 

damn.nation, now available on itunes by anistar_e (10k): When lowly tempt-pusher Amphora (formerly of Stairwell 7B North, before she Fell,) gets the notice that end times are nigh, she gleefully quits her job and cancels her Netflix subscription and takes her place among the legions of hell. // This, it turns out, was a bad plan. [The character work is so strong, she paints such a clear vision of Amphora and it’s very easy to fall in love with her. This is the best example of outsider POV of OTP that I’ve seen.]

Salinity (And Other Measurements of Brackish Water) by drawlight (Aziraphale/Crowley, 3k): It's an odd thing, getting on after the End of the World. Crowley takes to sea-watching. [This fic reads like poetry, it’s absolutely beautiful with a very good central metaphor. Also Crowley cooking.]

stars, hide your fires by fishycorvid (Aziraphale/Crowley, 3k): He can feel the pull of the riptide, even in water like this, only a few centimeters deep. The constant, assured call of the ocean: you came from me, and, one day, you will come back. Crowley smiles to himself at that, the water rushing insistently against his fingertips. He hadn’t come from the sea, of course. But he doesn’t think he’d mind much if he had. / “Crowley.” / He goes still at the sound, eyes falling closed. [Beautiful missing scene, I love the emotions and the imagery and the descriptions of the Pacific Northwest and how this fic is just them.]

vintage demon art, vape pens, & other treasures by kyrilu (Aziraphale/Crowley, 1k):  Love, Anthony J. Crowley is aware, is a very foolish thing. He’s seen humans do stupid things based on love or lust, whether it’s tacky Disney movie themed weddings, internet catfishing, or matching couple shirts. [I love this, it’s formatted as several short vignettes about the pair and how Crowley very much doesn’t feel love - except he does, he loves an angel. It’s delightful and beautiful and poignant.]  

Lucifer

And There Was Light by ariaadagio (Lucifer/Chloe, 143k): When Lucifer Morningstar is found half dead in the desert, Chloe Decker is determined to find out why. The problem is ... not even Lucifer knows the answer. As Chloe's world is flipped upside down by incontrovertible evidence of the divine, Lucifer grapples with feelings of violation and futility. God's meddling has started a chain reaction, but to what end? Deckerstar. Fits with canon through S2. [I love this beautiful masterpiece of a fic. Excellent characterization, spectacular plotting, and a very delicious slow-burn, this fic deals with Chloe finding out Lucifer’s divinity while Lucifer deals with fate and free will and having his wings again.]

Marvel (Misc)

Adjectives Assemble by SugarFey (26k): Natasha wants to find that rare edition of The Master and Margarita before her rival at the Russian language bookstore does. Kate is distracted by the cute barista next door. Carol and Jessica dance around each other. Maria just wants to keep her business afloat without being bothered by pesky police officers or high school art teachers, no matter how polite they may be. Another average day at Adjectives Assemble. [Multiple ships and POVs, lots of awesome ladies dealing with feelings and trying to save an indie bookstore, it’s just a delightful fic to read.]

in oakland by hupsoonheng (Sam/Erik, 11k): in the summer of 1998, the good reverend wilson is shot dead, and darlene wilson runs away from her grief all the way to oakland, california, taking her oldest with her. sam hates her, he hates oakland, and he definitely hates the pretty-eyed neighbor boy who's been volunteered to show him around. it's up to him to make the most of his new situation, but he might need someone to push him. [Not a pairing I ever expected to read, but it’s handled so well, the development of their friendship and then love over the course of a single summer in Oakland as teenagers, like cinematic magic, I couldn’t help but cheer for them.]

Morning Glory by capsicleonyourleft (Tony/Steve, Carol/Jess, 2k):  There are a great many things Tony loves about Steve Rogers. His propensity for getting up at the asscrack of dawn, however, is definitely not on that particular list. [Domestic fluff with cute moments, good characterization, and character dynamics that nail them.]

One of the Basic Skills of Civilization (Eddie/Symbiote, 1k):  Eddie attempts to civilize the Venom symbiote. [Eddie tries to teach Venom manners by way of Miss Manners. Things don’t go as planned. It’s hilarious and sweet and has a great joke about Amazon]

we were emergencies by gyzym (Clint/Natasha, 37k):  It's not about being unmade; it's about remaking, one aching step at a time. [This fic is a classic in the fandom and it’s truly stunning. The way it handles trauma and trust and love is phenomenal, you learn to live with it but it never goes away, and it’s truly the best Clintasha fic.]  

She-Ra

plays well with others by Cosanova (Adora/Catra, 4k): Catra may have left the Horde, but that doesn't mean she's ready to join the Rebellion. [Did someone ask for awkward villain redemption? I love this fic and the way Catra navigates the people of Brightmoon and figuring out her feelings for Adora.]

Steven Universe

I Want to Understand by CoreyWW (gen with Steven/Connie and Amethyst/Peridot, 59k): After stopping the Cluster, Peridot must face her next challenge: adjusting to life on her new planet and learning about humans that populate it. Knowing just how out of depth Peridot is, Steven enlists Connie's help in getting Peridot used to humans and acclimated to Beach City. Considering Peridot has no social skills whatsoever, this goes about as well as you'd expect. Funny episodic "Peridot in Beach City" adventures about how Peridot changes over time. Diverges from canon after The Answer (Though by coincidence, the premise of story basically makes this "Log Date 7 15 2: The Series") [What makes this fic so good is the characterization and dialogue. It’s very accurate and the chapters themselves feel like they could be from the show. I especially love the development of Connie and Peridot’s friendship, in addition to Peridot’s own growth and self-reflection.]

Favor for Your Four-Chambered Heart by anistar_e (Jasper/Lapis, 77k): "I don't get it," she says flatly. / "Don't get what?" / "You said we needed to be in peak physical form. What for?" / "Oh!" Peridot perks up. "For harvesting." [Never Let Me Go AU.] [Jaspis isn’t a pairing I considered reading for until I came across this fic and it blew me away with how good it was. This fic hurts, the themes of freedom and self-determination in a world where your only purpose is supposed to be to die for others are beautifully handled, and I love the way all the relationships are written, dynamic and complex and messy. People make mistakes but they’re allowed to grow and become better, and it’s really just so good.] 

Set Me Free by cym70 (Lapis/Peridot, 23k):  Being roommates gives Lapis and Peridot a lot of time to get to know each other and, despite their rocky history, they might just be able to make something entirely new. [A gorgeous, in-character fic about Lapis healing and falling in love with Peridot. The dialogue is so good, you could really hear their voices, and I love the careful development of their relationship. My favorite Lapidot fic.]

[brawlite-archive]

i was tagged by @jennlfercheck​ to share/discuss some of my current wip’s. under the cut bc it’s long. and you also probably aren’t interested in it~

some venom, some harringrove. [with the harringrove, warnings for homophobic language and drugs/drug-use]

i tag -- literally anyone who wants to do this.

01 -- chapter 3 of less defined as days go by (venom ot4)

[the next chapter of my ot4 fic. it’s at about 4k right now, and i haven’t had a good chance to work on it, but i’m really enjoying the four of them talking together. and the awkwardness. so much awkwardness.]

“Hey bud,” Eddie hears as his shoulder shakes a little, the warmth of a gentle hand nudging him out of a pretty deep sleep.

He blinks his eyes open and Dan’s blurry images comes into view, bright in the light of the day.

Eddie grunts and closes his eyes again. Five more minutes, right?

“We’re here,” Dan says.

Dan’s a very symmetrical man.

Eddie’s eyes snap open. Dan’s still looking at him through what can only be an expensive pair of sunglasses. Eddie blinks up at him and his cheekbones, at his own reflection in polarized glass.

He’s an excellent example of your species. Very proportional. Don’t you think?

“I just woke up,” Eddie grumbles. “Can you wait like, five minutes?”

“Uh,” Dan says. “We can leave you in the car, if you want?” The car keys jingle in his hand as he holds them out to Eddie.

Eddie groans again and pushes the keys back toward Dan with a sleepy hand that may or may not be more inky black than Eddie’s hands typically are.

“No, not you. Sorry. I’m -- I’m coming.”

02 - unnamed kink venom thing

But that doesn’t mean that it’s not sometimes frustrating as hell.

“Will you stop it?” Eddie asks, fingers tightening around the can of iced tea.

Thirsty.

Eddie rolls his eyes. He feels Venom wriggle around his spine in annoyance.

“You’re not thirsty. We’ve had, like, three of these this afternoon alone.”

Cheap and sugary herbal tea from the bodega. Venom’s new favorite thing of the week.

Tasty.

“Okay, but just because something’s tasty doesn’t mean you have to gorge yourself on it.”

We do that on people, though. When they are bad, you don’t have a problem with it.

03 - a v. rough harringrove thing

[the general vibe of this thing is that billy is very very very drunk and steve finds him at a party. anyway, i wrote it for the dubcon, but.i really need to rework a lot of this to make it more in character. and to make it -- better. ugh. i kinda hate it? so who knows if that’ll happen.]

Billy barely manages to shrug, because nothing’s really working right now. Not his mouth, not his shoulders, not his arms. He longs to touch, to pull Steve closer, to -- something -- but he can’t.

It’s frustrating as hell.

Steve slaps his face again. Billy opens his eyes. It hurts, a little bit. The sting of the collision of palm against skin.

“Billy,” Steve says, and it’s a little louder. A little harsh. A little biting. “You gotta stay awake for me.”

“King Steve,” Billy slurs. Because it is. It’s true. Finally. He’s dreaming, and this is the King Steve he was promised, the one he’s entitled to. The one he can’t stop fantasizing about.

“Yeah, sweetheart,” King Steve says, smiling like he does in all of Billy’s other dreams. “It’s me. How’re you feeling?”

Billy thinks there’s a hand in his hair, pushing it back from his face. He can feel the nails dig into his scalp and he follows the motion, tipping his head back, groaning.

“So good,” Billy says. “God, you’re so fucking --”

“Yeah?” Steve says, even though Billy’s not sure he even finished that thought, just that he trailed off into something slurred and stupid. “That right?” Steve asks, his touch alternating between gentle and rough. Sometimes stroking through Billy’s hair, sometimes pulling at it when Billy’s eyes start to droop.

“You want me to take you home?” Steve asks, slow.

“Yeah,” Billy breathes out. Then, on another breath, “No.”

04 - chapter 5 of i broke my bones playing games with you

[i NEED to finish this fic but, like, i also am finding it very difficult bc it’s dark and kind of depressing and it]

“Are you done avoiding me, Hargrove?”

He’s brave.

“Depends.  Are you done being a fag?”

“Last I checked, I didn't exactly make any moves on you.”

Brave. Real brave.

Billy snarls. He gets Steve by the chin like he so loves to do.

“Careful, baby. I wasn't planning on hitting you tonight, but I could always change my mind.”

And he kinda likes the way the bruises are yellowing on Steve's face. If Billy gave him more right now, he wouldn't get to watch the change.

“Have I ever stopped you?” Steve asks, like he’s pushing, pressing forward a little bit. Stepping into Billy's space. Chest to chest. Nose to nose. His breath smells like booze. His tongue probably tastes like it, too.

All of Billy goes hot. His ears, his neck, his gut. It all just burns.

He wants to punch, to touch, to take. He wants Steve to never stop him.

“Gimme another line,” Billy demands. He lets go of Steve’s chin like he’s been scalded.

Steve does.

Coke still burning in his nose, Billy leaves Steve in the bathroom and loses himself in the crowd outside.

05 - chapter 2 of plenty of seeds in a lemon

[a little thing for @jennlfercheck that i’ve been chipping away at.]

“Oh, I made breakfast. Left some for you on the counter, if you want,” Billy says, like it’s nothing. Like he didn’t come into Steve’s house uninvited, hang out while Steve was sleeping and then make breakfast.

Like he hasn’t been avoiding Steve for days.

Like people just make Steve breakfast like he’s the kind of person that fosters that kind of niceness.

Not that Billy’s nice, because he’s pretty much the opposite of that.

But.

But there’s a plate full of breakfast hash on Steve’s table and a bottle of hot sauce next to it. Steve is pretty damn sure Billy had to go to the store to make this, because it’s got potatoes and sausage and peppers and onions, and Steve doesn’t have any of those things -- much less a pan to really make it all in.

He probably shouldn’t eat it. There’s like, a whole thing about not eating or drinking things strangers give you, and it’s not like Billy would truly have a problem getting his hands on anything those warnings are talking about, considering he’s a drug dealer. He’s probably got a whole stash of creepy shit at his apartment.

But the potatoes smell really good.

[littlethingwithfeathers]

Writing Update: 5/13/19

Published last week!

The Night the Wall Came Down:  This is a Steve/Natasha fic in my “Friendship is Unnecessary” series. It’s set during Endgame, a few months post-Snap as everyone is starting to find the new normal. This will definitely will be an angsty one… I started working on this about six months ago as something of a mourning piece for Infinity War, for Endgame, and for the end of season 5 of Agents of SHIELD, but put it on hold until Endgame released so I would know where to set it in the timeline. Definitely will contain mild spoilers for Endgame.

***

For the first time since Thanos had snapped his fingers, Steve woke up in an empty bed.

In a way… the shock itself was a shock. Not that he and Natasha hadn’t made a habit of sleeping together before, but it had been just that. A general habit. Not always something that occurred, but it occurred more often than not. An action unexamined and lacking any sort of premeditation.

But after everything went to hell… after the Snap… after they had all collectively and quite decisively failed, the two of them quite purposefully never slept alone. They practically never did anything alone. It was as though they nursed the phantom limb that was Bucky Barnes together. Sure, they were by no means joined at the hip, but as the days fanned out into weeks and then into months, new habits were forming and old ones were deepening.  And the two of them were decidedly sticking close together. Closer than before anyway. They ran together each morning. Usually ate at least one meal together in their adjoined rooms. And generally they drifted nearer and nearer with each passing day.

That was why it was such a slap in the face for Steve to reach for her in the misty light of early morning, still half-blind with sleep, and find nothing but cold, empty sheets.

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Other “Friendship is Unnecessary” fics at various stages:

A Heart for Any Fate: Steve/Clint/Natasha. Takes place during Endgame. Hurt/Comfort-palooza. I won’t say any more than that because spoilers. The first draft is finished and currently sits at 12k. I’ve let it percolate for a little bit while I write “The Girl in the Garden,” but I’m going to get started on editing it this week. I’m hoping to publish next Monday!

The Girl in the Garden: A Post-Endgame fic that buttons up some loose ends and fixes some serious plot problems. That’s all I’ll say because I don’t want to give away spoilers for either Endgame or for my own story. It’s currently a little over 14k and, assuming no major changes, I’m right past the halfway point on the first draft. Not sure on an ETA, but it’s coming together fast now. I’m hoping to start publishing by the first Monday in June.

Untitled Prologue: Since I’ve written this beast of a series completely out of order, I thought I’d put a prologue on the front. Just a couple of short scenes to plant some seeds and give an actual starting place to this whole sprawling, intertwining mess, but also give me a chance to address new readers so my forewords on the rest of the fics don’t seem weird.

I’ll Come To Thee By Moonlight: Steve/Natasha. Takes place during Endgame right after Ant-Man arrives at Avengers HQ. Very much Hurt/Comfort. Still in the sketching/outlining phase.

Untitled Pre-War Steve/Bucky: A request from @crazyevildru that I’m toying with. Probably a flashback or a memory. This series really does need more Steve/Bucky, and I feel bad about it.

Sweet and Honorable:  Set post Civil War. Bucky insists on coming with Steve and Natasha to rescue Sam Wilson. This is starting to take shape in my head as a sort of work through for some of the issues that get raised in “Echo in my Soul.”

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Other works coming soon!

A Maelstrom Whirls Below: I’m toying with the possibility of a sequel to my Darcy/Eddie/Venom fic “A Room for Rent in the Fourth Estate.” A rough outline is in place, and I’m starting to sketch around on a few scenes. But right now it’s just some ideas and a few zippy one-liners. It’s starting to get some traction though! Likely won’t start work in earnest until all this Endgame fix-it stuff is done, but I’m definitely letting it percolate.

Hang By Every Word: The outline for my Stucky fic is still coming along but it will be awhile yet before I start writing on it in earnest. The basic theme (and I’m sure this has been done, but fuck it) is the undoing of Bucky’s conditioning one trigger word at a time. And each trigger word locked down a memory that HYDRA deemed integral to Bucky’s personality. And of course... they all involve Steve. So I have to write things from Steve’s point of view, and all ten memories have to be written from Bucky’s point of view, and they have to tie together into a cohesive narrative. The memories are out of order, but Steve’s timeline isn’t and… It’s a challenge. I’m still largely in the brainstorming phase… writing little snippets here and there. Nothing’s solidly taking form just yet. Again… just letting it percolate.

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[luninosity]

The fic I am attempting to write for @viperbranium as a birthday-present is going to be WAY TOO LONG to finish on time, so, I shall write something else, but here, in the meantime, is the first part. <3

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When they are half-grown children, only boys at play, Steve Rogers convinces Bucky Barnes to visit the witch.

 Bucky sighs, smiles at him, and says with the long-suffering tones of nearly six years of friendship, “Someone’s gotta keep an eye on you, I guess, Stevie…” Steven Rogers, Crown Prince and heir to the small but wealthy city-state of Lynsbrook, beams at his best friend. Bucky sighs again.

 They duck out of the palace, two cheerful heads—one light, one dark—and energetic running; the Queen watches from above, and smiles, because they are only heading for the marketplace, because James Buchanan Barnes will never let her boy come to any harm.

 The market swirls and eddies around them. Baskets of plums and berries bob past. Women and men call out, tempting, beckoning; the scents of fresh-baked bread and flowers and meat, the bright hues of dyed and woven fabrics, dazzle the senses. Steve gets dust in his hair and up his nose. He loves it; he loves his people, all of them. He’s a king, or he will be. He’s here to protect them.

 He sneezes. And then he coughs. Bucky Barnes tugs him into an alleyway, brushes ineffectively at a smudge of grime on Steve’s cheek, mutters, “I should really toss you back into bed…”

 “I’ve been in bed. And you’re my knight, anyway. You’re keeping me safe.”

 This gets Bucky to laugh. The first year he’d arrived—the year his whole family’d arrived, journeying across the wild grasslands from Ind—he’d run into a small sickly boy sitting in a palace hallway, because Steve’d tried to go on an expedition to the kitchens and had needed to sit down and breathe. Steve remembers that first meeting the way he recalls almost nothing else: bright and clear and sharply etched in his mind.

 James Barnes hadn’t known who he was, because the Heir had been ill when the Barnes family arrived at Court. Bucky had promptly sat down on the floor with him and said, “We’re on a quest, right? Where’re we going? The kitchen? Good thinking, waiting for a fellow knight to show up to help, it’s kinda treacherous, all those lava stairs, it’ll take two of us.”

 James Buchanan Barnes has been at his side ever since. And when Steve thinks about Bucky, that’s what he thinks about: the sort of boy who’d be a knight for someone else, not knowing the other person might be his king.

 Bucky, in the present, grumbles, “I could be working on that model flying-machine…building a copy of Alexander the Great’s glass submersible…reading a book…” Sunshine sneaks through market-stalls and lands on his hair like a happy crown.

 “Come on, Buck.”

 They wend their way toward the end of the market, the hushed side, the ebbing.

 The witch always sets up her stall there. She’s mostly a fortune-teller, and some people laugh, and some people speak of her skill in hushed voices. She’s the last, they say, or at least there aren’t really any more witches. Fading out in this technology-laden new century. Designs for airships and Bucky’s model submersible, a full-scale version of which is being contemplated by the engineers housed in Lord Stark’s tower. No need for magic.

 The witch is younger than Steve expects, and pretty, with dark hair and unlined skin. She wears her wealth in jewelry: rings, necklaces, bracelets that clang and shimmer. She does not have a crystal ball or a broomstick, though she does have a tabby kitten, who yawns at them indolently and goes back to sleep. The tent’s quieter than Steve expects, almost reverent, and he wishes for a second he’d let Bucky finish getting the dirt off his face.

 He’s Steve Rogers, though, and so he squares up shoulders and says, “I want to know my future.”

 “That,” the witch says calmly, “is a large and complex question.”

 “Steve,” Bucky says, “I’m not sure we want to do this…”

 Steve turns to look. “You dared me to get on the rolling coaster at the traveling fair.”

 “Yeah, and that was a bad idea, you kept throwing up after…”

 “I want to know,” Steve insists to the witch, “if I’m going to die.”

 Bucky’s face goes pale. “Steve—”

 “Everyone dies.” She spreads hands in a jingle of silver. “Why should you be any different, Steven Grant Rogers?”

 “How do you know who I am?”

 Bucky hisses, “How many stupid skinny blond idiots with an addiction to trouble are there around here, Steve?”

 Steve looks at him, really looks. Something about Bucky’s expression… “Are you scared?”

 “No! I just don’t see the point. I just—you’re not going to die, okay?”

 The witch’s gaze slides past Steve to Bucky. She draws a breath, lets it go. “Ah. I’m sorry.”

 “Sorry for what?” Steve asks.

 “Don’t,” Bucky says. “Just—fine, if you want to do this, fine. Let her answer your question. I’ll be outside.”

 That’s usual, one questioner at a time, but Steve’s heart does a funny thing. It does a lot of funny things, that’s partly why his question, but somehow the idea of being separated from Bucky’s not a nice one. Uncomfortable. And Bucky still looks spooked, off-balance, maybe. Steve says, “Stay, it’s fine, I don’t care if you hear the answers, I tell you everything anyway.”

 Bucky shuts his eyes, opens them, and his jaw’s tense but he nods. He stays next to Steve.

 The witch takes Steve’s hand. Her fingers are cool and slim and light as water. She hesitates, tracing lines. Steve’s not going to interrupt, and waits. Bucky’s visibly trying not to twitch, beside him.

 “You’ll have everything you’ve ever wanted,” she says at last, looking up. Her fingers lift away, leaving only silvery memory on Steve’s skin. “But before that…you’ll lose what you love most. You’ll find it again, but it won't be the same. And neither will you.”

 “But he’s not going to die,” someone says, and that’s Bucky; Steve glances over, puzzled.

 “No.” She gathers skirts, shakes them out. “Not the way you’re asking about, in any case. There are always possibilities. As you know.”

 “Okay,” Steve says. The afternoon’s gotten strange. Drawn tight and let down simultaneously, a paradox of mystery and deflation. He’s had an answer. He should feel better about that. Confusion and concern about Bucky’s reaction snarl in his chest. “Buck, do you want—you want to know anything?”

 “Maybe,” Bucky says, looking at the witch, and now Steve’s even more confused. “Stevie, wait outside.”

 “What?”

 “Wait outside,” says the witch.

 “Bucky,” Steve says, ready to fight a witch if Bucky asks him to stay, but Bucky tells him to go.

 Steve goes. Steve stands in sunlight and tips his face up to drown in it. Steve kicks a small grey pebble.

 Steve Rogers, standing in a dusty alley at the back of the market, loves Bucky Barnes.

 This realization lands like a thunderclap, except with no clouds and no noise. Steve gulps for air nonetheless in astonishment.

 Bucky doesn’t leave him. Bucky doesn’t send him away. Bucky doesn’t have secrets from him. Bucky’s all kind eyes and weary wry patience and scientific enthusiasm; Bucky saves people, always has, always will, but right now Bucky asked from space away from Steve—

 His head spins. His heart hurts, a dull physical throb. Bucky Barnes is the other half of his life, but what if Bucky doesn’t feel the same, what if this love is Steve’s alone, what if—

 The second thunderclap hits with more force than the first. What he loves the most. He’s going to lose it. He’s going to find it again, but not the same. Bucky.

 Shaking, lungs collapsing even worse than usual, Steve Rogers stares at a witch’s tent and wants to fight his own future with both bare hands. His future, and Bucky’s. Bucky, who—

 Who ducks out of the stall, runs a hand through his hair, straightens up. He’s taller than Steve, broader-shouldered already, growing up. He’s a little pale, and hiding it behind a cocky grin. Steve might’ve not noticed, a minute before.

 “Hey,” Bucky offers easily, throwing an arm around Steve’s shoulders. “At least you didn’t find a local shopkeeper to argue with while I was gone, this time…”

 “He was overcharging that widow! And what did she tell you?” He stops walking, shrugs Bucky’s arm off. Bucky blinks in surprise; well, Steve’s annoyed. “You told me to go!”

 “I didn’t think you’d listen.” Bucky’s avoiding the question. “You never have before…”

 “Buck,” Steve demands.

 “Nothing,” Bucky says, walking again. “She said—”

 “Fuck you,” Steve says, too sharp because his heart’s bleeding out, but Bucky just tops that with, “I’m answering you, okay?”

 “Okay…sorry…”

 “I know you got a mouth on you, Stevie. She said I’m too hard to look at, anyway.”

 “Well, you are, who wants to look at you.” Steve pokes him in the arm. “Seriously, come on.”

 “Seriously…” Bucky makes a face, somewhere between abruptly too young and vulnerable and older than Steve’s ever seen, more grown up in the span of a few minutes. “Okay, but you can’t laugh. It’s ’cause I’m a witch. She said.”

 “You,” Steve says. His Bucky? His bright-eyed scientific-philosopher best friend? “Magic’s dying out, Buck, you thought I’d believe that? It’s a joke, right?”

 “The potential, anyway,” Bucky says, and Steve figures out that this is serious after all, at least for Bucky, and gets quiet. “Not really…not unlocked. Yet. But I could be. There’s a future…”

 “So you’re going to go off and, what, be a witch?” That question comes out too sharp, too. Bucky leaving him. Again.

 “No.” Bucky puts the arm over his shoulders again; Steve lets him. “I’m not…if I don’t ever…those paths don’t look…I don’t want to go down that road, okay, punk? Leave it alone.”

 “Jerk,” Steve says, and means: you’re not leaving me, you’re here, I love you. “I won’t tell anyone you’re a witch if you don’t tell anyone about the fairground rolling coaster, deal?”

 “Yeah,” Bucky says, “deal, hey, should we pick up some apricots, you know your mom loves them?” And they pick out the best apricots, surrounded by sunshine and market-chatter, backs turned to the shadow and silver of the witch’s tent.

[cancerousjojian]

💌 = fluff

🥀 = angst

⚡ = 500+ notes

🖤 = shay’s faves

last updated: december 30, 2019

MARVEL:

peter parker:

[COLLEGE AU SERIES MASTERLIST] 

dating peter would include 💌⚡ → headcannon of dating peter parker!

graduation 💌 → post-graduation ceremony with peter featuring aunt may

ease my mind 💌🥀🖤 → a sleep-deprived peter parker admits he has feelings for you in quite unconventional circumstances

fall 💌 → spending fall with peter headcannon

stargazing 💌 → peter surprises you with a backyard camping sleepover after a particularly awful day

beautiful weather 💌  → it’s your and peter’s first date, and he’s a little nervous

traveling with peter would include 💌 → traveling to europe on a class trip with peter headcannon

stop staring at me 💌 → peter just thinks you’re really, really cute.

surprise kiss 💌 → things change when an especially surprising kiss occurs between you and peter

a kiss to hide from bad guys 💌 → peter is paranoid someone is going to find out about his secret identity. oh, and you’re looking especially beautiful.

you’re bleeding all over my carpet 💌 → you have to change your plans when peter shows up to your house with an injured eye. mentions of blood and light injuries. 

i like you in my clothes 💌🖤 → peter is feeling soft when he sees you in his clothes for the first time.

stares at 💌 → again, peter parker just can’t get enough of you. 

healed 💌🥀🖤 → peter is feeling a little guilty and you’re wondering how he keeps getting hurt

make it up to you 💌🥀 → peter disappears for a whole day and you start to blame yourself

learn to move on 🥀 →peter needs you more than you need him, which is a whole, whole lot. some post-endgame angst because i apparently i love to suffer.

summer headcanons 💌 → headcanons that came from the question, what would it be like to spenf the summer with peter parker?

scott lang:

dating scott lang would include 💌 → headcannons of dating our favorite ex-convict.

can’t sleep 💌🥀🖤 → you and scott are forced to act like a married couple for a mission, and scott realizes just how he feels about you.

parent teacher conferences 💌 → you’re cassie’s teacher, and you find yourself quite intimidated by her incredibly attractive dad.

fluff alphabet 💌 → exactly what it sounds like, fluff alphabet with scott.

gingerbread houses 💌 → there’s no better way to spend any given saturday night in december than a gingerbread house building competition.

part of the family 💌 → scott asks you to move in with him at the demand of none other than cassie lang.

isn’t it great? 💌 → scott looks, like, really attractive in the ant-man suit.

i could kiss you 💌🖤 → scotty falls head over heels for you and accidentally blurts it out one day.

roommate au 💌🖤 → he needs a place to stay. you need a roommate. you just didn’t expect him to be so charming.

gone 🥀 → he’s starting to disappear for days at a time, and you’re starting to worry. finally, his secret comes out.

steve rogers:

healer 💌🥀🖤 → steve is just too old for this. he gets hurt during a mission and you don’t hesitate to clean him up. mentions of light injuries.

eggnog and mistletoe 💌 → stark parties were already a weird place to be, especially when it during the holidays and you’re forced to confront your feelings about a particularly handsome super soldier.

shares a treat 💌🖤 → steve is lovesick and craving a milkshake. this fic is a result of that.

a park in brooklyn 💌🥀🖤 → steve is feeling really sentimental and in-love, and you’re feeling really tired.

a gift for you 💌 → you give steve a heartwarming gift, which makes him fall all the more in live with you.

ava starr:

ease the pain 💌🥀 → ava relies on you to help her through her roughest nights.

eddie brock:

fluff alphabet 💌 → fluff alphabet with the man himself.

having an SO with piercings headcannon 💌⚡ → venom is really confused about modern fashion.

cold weather 💌 → cuddling always helps combat cold weather, right?

there’s a leaf in your hair 💌🖤 → eddie is a sap and the romantic setting in the rain isn’t helping.

you’re beautiful 💌 → you get stood up and are feeling extra terrible. eddie is there to flirt and save the night.

you’re freezing 💌🥀 → venom saves your life and eddie picks up the pieces. mentions of violence and dark themes.

i see you 💌🥀 → you’re there to help eddie in one of the worst times of his life.

peter b. parker

gray 💌 → you find a gray hair in peter’s head and he has a midlife crisis.

massages 💌 → peter helps you relax after a stressful day at work.

first kiss 💌🖤 → you share your first kiss with peter, and it’s his first in a long time. 

lazy morning kiss 💌 → peter just wants to keep cuddling with the love of his life but you insist otherwise.

spider-suit malfunction 💌🖤 → peter gets stuck in his spidersuit somehow, and you swear you’re dating a manchild. a giggly kiss is shared.

jealous 🥀 → peter is having a bad night and wants to tell you how he feels more than anything in the world.

i almost lost you 💌🥀 → being a superhero had its low nights. luckily, you’re by his side for all of them. mentions of blood and injuries.

you’ve never hurt me 🥀🖤 → peter can’t imagine what he would do without you. so he treads lightly.

fortune cookies 💌🖤 → you had a bad day, but peter helps you through it. you realize just how lucky you are.

too sober 💌 → peter is drunk and orders a pizza. that’s it, that’s the fic.

pickle jar 💌 → peter battles his most ruthless enemy yet again; a particularly stubborn pickle jar.

do you sleep anymore? 💌 → it seems like your next door neighbor is always awake and you’re starting to become concerned.

anxiety attack 🥀 → you have an anxiety attack and peter helps calm you down. heavily centers around anxiety.

pumpkin carving  💌 → based on the prompt “i just think it’s unfair to carve your pumpkin on both sides.” happy halloween!

spider-man noir:

a kiss to hide 💌 → peter needs to hide and your apartment seems like the perfect place.

a much needed hug 💌 → even an angst kin like peter needs a hug every once in a while.

i need a place to stay 💌 → peter shows up at your house asking for a place to stay. you happily oblige.

morning confession 💌 → peter is just, like, really in love with you.

tomorrow 💌🥀 → peter is trying to let you know how he feels, but he doesn’t know of anything will change unless he gets something off his chest first.

are you flirting with me? 💌🖤 → you know what they say, drunken words are sober thoughts.

caught off-guard kiss 💌 → a silly little fic about peter sneaking up on you to kiss you.

i like your face 💌🖤 → first dates were never peter’s thing. but he really wants to make this one work because you’re an angel and he thinks he loves you for real.

tackles to the ground 💌 → peter is paranoid once again and embarrasses himself when he purposely tackles you to hide himself from an enemy.

midnight calls 💌 → never call the person you’re secretly in love with at midnight. it’s a recipe for heartbreak, as peter finds out.

a kiss in the rain 💌 → yet another kiss-in-the-rain-fic because peter is a sucker for you.

fever dream 🥀 → you’re forced to leave peter in the early hours of morning, like a dream inside his resting head.

ripeter parker:

i forgot my name again  💌🥀 → peter wasn’t okay, but he will be. and you’ll be there for every step of it.

carries bridal style 💌 → peter finds you asleep on his couch one night.

carol danvers:

safe place  💌🥀🖤 → carol comes back to planet 616 with a mission. things take a turn, though, when she finds herself in the familiar company of you, the girl from her dreams.

single 💌 → sometimes breakups aren’t the worst things in the world, especially when you’ve got a certain excitable blonde who can’t stop flirting with you.

kiss in the rain 💌 →your bonfire plans with carol get cancelled when it starts literally raining on your parade, and you decide to take advantage of the romantic setting.

all yours, captain 💌🖤 → carol can get a little possessive at times. she can’t help it, you simply mean to much to her. she decides to show you just how much that could be.

i’m not going to kiss you 💌 → you swear there’s something between you and carol. one night, your suspicions are confirmed.

thinking about you 💌 → it’s late, and carol decides to visit you. feelings are admitted and a couple kisses are shared.

morning kisses 💌 → carol just looks really cute when she’s sleeping, okay?

tight spaces 💌 →uh oh! you and carol are stuck in a cramped closet together after it’s been mutually established you have feelings for each other. what ever will you two do?

natasha romanoff:

distracted 💌 → nat is up late, and you’re wondering why. you get to her to abandon her work to spend some quality time with you.

almost 💌 → based on the kiss prompt; a kiss that is leading to more but disrupted by a third party, which happens to be none other that steven rogers.

human contact 💌 → based on the prompts “do you mind if we stay like this for a little while longer?” & “i think i forgot what human contact felt like”.

traffic 💌 →based on the kiss prompts “in a vehicle + lust”

breakfast in bed 💌 → you’re hungover and natasha makes you breakfast in bed

it’s been awhile 💌🥀 → you see her for the first time in months, but things are strangely familiar.

quentin beck:

red 🥀🖤⚡ → quentin is feeling upset and undeserving once again. like always, you’re right by his side to put those feelings alseep as best you can.

how are you feeling? 🥀 → he pines for you. you ignore it. it’s angsty.

let’s go home 🥀 → based on the prompts “you’re not going to die” and “let’s go home”. 

are we on a date? 💌→ quentin invites you to a lovely dinner. it’s supposed to be for work, but flirting occurs. oh well.

holding in 💌🥀 → he’s feeling stressed out and he won’t tell you anything about it. typical.

PRODIGAL SON:

malcolm bright:

a good night’s sleep 💌🥀 → it’s your first night sleeping at malcolm’s apartment after months of dating. he’s beyond and nervous and wonder if he’s made a mistake.

bruises 💌🥀 → based on the sensory prompt ‘the tender ache when you press against bruises’

cold weather 💌→based on the prompts “i love you almost as much as i love this weather” and “cuddling always helps combat cold weather”

STRANGER THINGS:

steve harrington:

dating steve harrington headcannons 💌⚡ → dating steve harrington headcannons because i love this handsome babysitter.

KINGSMAN:

eggsy ‘galahad’ unwin:

dating eggsy unwin headcannons 💌 → dating eggsy while being a kingsman headcannon

TATBILB:

peter kavinsky:

dating peter kavinsky headcannons 💌⚡ → what i would imagine dating peter kavinsky would include

THE DIRT:

tommy lee:

whole lotta blood 💌🖤 → of course their first show ends in a fist fight. you would expect nothing less of the crue, and you’re left to your own devices with tommy to clean up the mess.

still here 💌 → being sick is never any fun, especially when it’s in a crowded tour bus with three of the rowdiest rockstars in the world. luckily, tommy can count on you to take care of him.

nikki sixx:

room service 💌🥀 → you’re there to soften the blow when nikki is unexpectedly shoved into seeing deana again.