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[asexualreader]

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

Pairing: Regulus Black x fem!artistic!asexual!reader

Summary: Reader is asexual and in a new relationship with Regulus. She decided it's time to tell him.

Tw: reader is nervous, insecure

Word count: 1198

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You were both sitting at the lake, hiding in the shadow of a tree from the sun. Regulus sat with his back against the tree's trunk, book in one hand and the other draped around your shoulder and slowly massaging your head.

In front of you daisies, tulips and lilacs were dancing in the light breeze. The sun shone high in the afternoon sky, her rays reflecting on the lake's water.

You held your sketchbook, trying to sketch the scene in front of you. But you had already erased the sketch what felt like a millions times. Your thoughts kept wandering to the boy next to you. He didn't know how you felt about the boundaries of relationships. Not yet at least. The only one who knew was Lily. And you'd talked about it with her the day after you and Regulus were official. She'd said she trusted you to know that he would respect it. Respect you. She knew you wouldn't start a relationship with anyone who thought low of you. And you'd assured her Regulus was different. He'd never think of you wrong.

You'd taken her advice of talking to him about it as soon as possible to heart. But actually doing it was on a whole other level than imagining it. You had thousands outcomes in your mind. Most of them bad.

As you went over your rehearsed "speech" again you brought the gum to your paper and erased the sketch again.

A hand stopped the movement by closing its fingers around yours. 'It looked good.' You shake your head at your boyfriend his words.

'No, it didn't.' Regulus leans his head forward to take a better look at it. 'It looks good to me.'

'Well, you and I seem to see things differently.'

His brows furrow in confusion but you refuse to look at him. 'What do you mean?'

'Nothing, sorry. It's nothing.'

'But there is something, isn't there?' He doesn't get an answer but the scraping of your pencil on the sketch paper.

'Y/N? Would you look at me?' He removes his arm from around your shoulders and the movement makes you freeze.

'Did I do something?' He asks, his voice cautious.

That did make you turn around immediately. 'No!' You quickly shake your head. 'No, of course not.'

'Then what's on your mind?'

You avert your gaze away from him and look at the flowers. Regulus sees the way your hands tremble nervously and the way you pluck on your school uniform. He grabs them in his own in case you'll start picking at your finger nails and hurt yourself.

'I know there's something on your mind. I've been waiting for you to tell it yourself but you've been quiet all day.' He brushes his thumb over your knuckles. 'Talk to me.'

You breath in the fresh spring in air let it out slowly. You do this a few times to calm your raising heart.

'If I-,' you try to look at him but the moment your eyes meet you look back at the flowers and the lake. He squeezes your hands gently. Telling you this way to go on. 'If I told you I didn't want to kiss you. But in this scenario it is not because I don't love you anymore. Would you still stay with me?'

You don't look at his face, don't see how he reacts. Maybe you don't want to know how he does. 'Why wouldn't you want to kiss me in this scenario?' He asks after a few moments. His voice innocent. No cruelty or confusion in it. Just true curiosity.

'Because I don't feel comfortable with it. Doesn't matter how much I truly love you.'

'I would stay. I'll never leave your side.'

You look at him again. 'You would?' Now it was you who was cautiously.

'Why wouldn't I? I love you and you love me.'

'But what if, in this same scenario, I just wanted to cuddle with you. Only cuddle. Would you still love me?'

'Of course I would still love you.' He didn't seem to need to think about his answer.

'And what if I only felt comfortable with cuddling and kissing? Would you still stay and love me just the same?' You didn't look away from his gaze this time. His eyes soften when you look into them. He lets go of your left hand to brush away some hair that stuck to your eyelashes from the breeze. A small smile sets on his lips as he looks back at you.

'Relationships are more than sex. Otherwise they aren't true. And ours is true.' He stops you before you can talk by shaking  his head lightly. 'I couldn't care for the world if you grew horns, a tail or if you never wanted to go there in a relationship. I love you. Only you.' You just look at him. Your eyes flickering from his left to his right. Searching for any regret of being with you, for any sigh that he just said that to not break you immediately.

But the only thing you could see is him, staring at you with adoration as if nothing has changed. Maybe nothing had changed in his eyes. You were still the same girl he fell in love with. Still the same girl that helped him through his family's bullshit. Still the same girl that made sketches of him to than shyly push away his compliments.

You were still the girl that blushed every time he would compliment you, or when he didn't say anything but just stared at you like he does right now. Like you were the moon in his hands, the answer to everything, the cure to every illness. As if you were a goddess yourself. Which you were to him if anyone would ever ask Regulus.

'You knew.' You say at last.

He grins down at you and nods. 'For a time now. You're not exactly good at hiding your discomfort when we watched those romantic muggle movies. Or the way you visible flinch and sigh in annoyance as James and my brother make a joke that's more than a kiss. Like making out.'

Your nose scrunches up the slightest. 'Just like that.' He gently runs his finger over the bridge.

Your eyes widen as the reality of his words settle in. 'If you knew it for a while and we've only been together for a week then-,'

'I knew when I asked you to give me chance and go with me on that date to hogsmeade.

'I just didn't say anything because I knew you would say it when you were ready to talk about it.'

‘So, we’re still just us.’ It wasn’t a question. You just said it aloud so you could relax your raising heart beat.

‘Just us. Forever.’ He cups your cheeks. ‘Whatever happens. I’ll stay with you as long as you’ll have me.’ He smiles cheekily.

‘Get ready because I’m not letting you go.’ You grin teasingly.

He laughs, resting his head against yours. ‘Me neither.’ He gives you a quick kiss, resting his forehead a few moments on yours before leaning back on the tree, not letting you go. You fall back against his chest, the sketchbook falling on the grass between your legs. ‘Reg!’ You laugh as you hit his chest playfully.

He just grabs you closer and begins to shower your face with kisses.

[asexualreader]

Black, Gray, White and Purple.

Eddie Munson x Asexual!reader 

Word count: 1511

Summary: You come out to Eddie. 

*I haven’t come across any asexual reader inserts for Eddie, so I went ahead and filled a void. IF THERE ARE ANY OTHERS FEEL FREE TO LET ME KNOW I WOULD LOVE TO READ THEM!!!!!*

It’s midnight when you finally reach the trailer park. Peace surrounds the space that Hawkins had deemed a disgrace, the only sounds being the mellow chirping of crickets and tree branches dancing in the wind undisturbed. Your calves ache as you encroach on the last fifty feet to his front door, burning with the effort to be in the gaze of the person that would never judge you, no matter what.

Deep down you knew there would be an I-told-you-so waiting on the other side of the rusted screen door, you could see it now. A flash of white breaking past his lips as he takes in your state, though it wouldn’t be mocking, it wouldn’t be gentle either. He had told you that Scott was an asshole. Told you he only wanted to get into your pants, but as always you had been naïve, wanted to trust that there was more to the human experience than sex.

You were wrong.

You played your part as long as you could, sighing when Scott had shifted his hips over yours, lacing your fingers behind his neck when he had deepened the kiss, but eventually you stopped things. Specifically, when his hands migrated further south. He hadn’t taken that lightly, took it more like a personal vendetta than a need to stay true to yourself.  

How could you not want it?

What was wrong with you?

Why were you being such a prude?

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[asexualreader]

Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.

I'm trying to prove something.

[asexualreader]

Best Friend Coming Out As Asexual (The Office Preference)

Requested by (&) anon:

Could you do some Office preferences with an asexual! best friend! reader?

A/N: I wrote for the most popular characters, but let me know if you want me to add anyone :)

Jim:

You’re really nervous when you tell him you’re asexual, but he’s… moved. He just says he’s proud of you and happy that you told him, and you stare blankly at him, making him smile. “You knew, Jim?” “Y/N, we’ve been best friends for years, what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t realize it?” Of course he knew. You’re so close that you tell him everything, often including certain aspects of your relationships and how they often failed. He deduced it for himself, knowing you so well also helped. He’s super sweet and says you’ll find someone you can be romantically with that respects you for who you are.

Pam:

Pam is kind of excited that you’re telling her, because she had her suspicions and she super happy for you and you confessing it to her makes her feel like you trust her and she hopes it makes you feel better coming out too. Pam supports you and protects you and is still your bestest friend ever.

Dwight:

At first Dwight thought you were joking. He thinks… how can someone not be interested in sex? When you’re tell him it’s not a prank he gets all annoying saying that humans need sex to procreate and blah blah, he’s a jerk about it. Then he notices he hurt your feelings and goes apologize, saying after all there are asexual characters in Stark Trek and Battlestar Galatica. You know that’s his odd and nerdy way of saying he cares about you and wants to support you.

Andy:

Andy is so shocked that he gets completely quiet. He only nods and thanks you for trusting him enough to tell him. You’re confused that he’s not talking and ask him if he doesn’t have anything else to say. Honestly, Andy has a few questions about what it means (is it only about sex or are you not interested romantically either?) but he’s so polite that he doesn’t really want to overwhelm you. When you tell him it’s okay to talk about it, he might ask you a question or two. Overall, though, he supports you like he always has.

Kelly:

Kelly is freaking out! You have to tell her not to tell anybody (at least not yet) because you know how nosy she can be. Like she does with everything, Kelly makes a big deal out of it, in the best way possible. She kind of wants to give a party because it’s something huge that you told her about it and she also wants to show her support, celebrating that you can be yourself more openly now.

Tag list: (Jim) @caswinchester2000 //  If you want me to add you or take you off the tag list, go ahead and tell me!  

[asexualreader]

Coming out as asexual to your boyfriend, Spencer Reid

Description:  This is the first of however many one shots about Spencer Reid and his girlfriend.  This one, as the title suggests, is his girlfriend coming out as asexual to him.

Rating: Teen

Warnings: None for this one.

   “Spence?”

    She was saying his name hesitantly, in-between kisses, her hands tugging at his hair just a bit.

    “Yes?”

    They had gone out for a movie and then coffee to talk about the movie.  During the film – a foreign one that she had let him talk her into seeing – he’d translated the words into English, whispered them to her, sometimes making her laugh because apparently it tickled.

    Everything had been going great.  She didn’t mind that he preferred walking to driving and had parked her car outside his apartment so they could walk together.  When they’d gotten back, she’d even gone inside with him, had allowed him to kiss her – not that that was anything new.  They’d been kissing for six months now.

    What was different was that they’d made it to the bedroom.  They still had their clothes on and had barely even begun doing anything that might actually shut his mind up, but the kisses and caresses were sincere and he liked that he knew she meant them.

    “Would you be terribly upset if I said this is all I wanted?”

    That threw him off just a bit.  “Why would I be upset?  We don’t have to rush.”

    She pushed against him a bit and he scooted back onto his knees.

    “No, I mean, if this is all I wanted ever. I’m – I don’t.  Well, first off, I’ve never had sex and second, I’ve never wanted to have sex.”

    When Spencer didn’t answer right away, she seemed desperate to get the rest of it out.

    “It’s not like I think it’s disgusting or anything – although, it kind of actually is, now that I think about it – but I just have never felt the need to.  If that makes sense …  I – I probably could if –“

    “No,” he said.

    “No?”

    “I mean, no, don’t do it for me.  It’s – I would never, if you didn’t want to.”

    “I – I wanted to tell you before, I just . . . I didn’t know how.”

    Spencer could tell she was waiting for him to get mad at her or tell her that she wasn’t enough now that he knew about her.  He’d always noticed a certain amount of distance she’d kept from him when they would kiss, like she was holding herself back.  He’d always thought she was doing it for him, because he was new to all this relationship stuff.  He had been wrong.

    “How long have you known that you were asexual?”

    “Well, I didn’t know that was a thing until a couple years ago.  I just thought I was broken or something.  All through high school I watched my friends date and heard them talk about sex and some of them liked it and others weren’t too excited, which … I think had more to do with who they had sex with, but anyway, I just … didn’t date or have sex and I kind of thought it was stupid.  But then my only thought of high school was graduating so I could get out.

    “I blamed my lack of a sex drive on me focusing on my academics and that followed me all the way through college.  I was too busy learning to worry about boys or any of that stuff.  And then I realized that maybe sex might not be so bad even if I’m not interested in it, but I’d much rather read a book or watch a movie or have a really good conversation. I mean, I can … I can still feel pleasure, I just don’t need it.  I … I don’t know if I’m explaining it right.”

    Spencer rolled to his side, taking in everything she’d said.  Had she only been doing the physical stuff to make him happy? Or whatever physical stuff they had worked their way up to, anyway.

    He’d met her a little over a year ago.  He’d gone to the library, seen her struggling to reach a book on the top shelf and had gotten it for her.  He’d noticed the book she’d been trying to get to – a book most people probably hadn’t heard of because it definitely wasn’t a bestseller – and had asked her about it.

    She’d been making her way through every author the library had.  She would try a new one every time she visited.  She didn’t want to get stuck reading the same thing all the time.  Usually every author had a pattern and it came through in all of their stories. Once you figured out the pattern the story became boring because you could predict what was going to happen. Hence, trying different authors.

    Her favorite genre was fantasy, though, because reality sucked sometimes.  Her words, not his, although they were true enough.

    “You … you seem to like the things we do.”

    “I do! I do, I – I love the things we do. I still very much like kissing and hugging and being close to you.  I just – I don’t want to have sex with you.  That sounds so bad, like, it’s not you though.  In fact, you’re the first guy I’ve ever actually been interested in and I think you’re adorable and sweet and I love your brain, okay?  The way you can just spout out facts, and the way you talk about things you love like Star Wars and Doctor Who because you’re a big nerd. And I love that you’re so tall and can reach high places for me and you will because you’d rather do that than have me climb and risk falling and hurting myself.  And your hair, I like playing with your hair and you like me playing with your hair, especially when you’ve just gotten back from a case, and it took you so long to let me do it the first time, but now you let me do it whenever I want.  And your smile, I love your smile.  I just, I want to smile with you when you smile because it means you’re happy and I want to be happy with you.  I very much could see myself being with you for the rest of my life, but not if – not if it’s not okay, because I don’t want you to resent me for keeping something from you that you want.”

    Spencer’s eyes kept getting wider and wider as she went on.  He hadn’t expected her to say that much – who besides him even talked that much?  Her, apparently.  He’d only wanted to make sure he hadn’t been making her feel pressured to kiss him and all those other things; he hadn’t meant to make her feel like she needed to explain herself to him.

    He turned to her, slowly placing his hand on her cheek to get her to look at him. She had tears in her eyes, and he never wanted to see that, especially not over something like this.

    “You forgot to add in something else that I talk about a lot because I love it.”

    She shook her head.  “That’s what you took away from –“

    “You.”

    Her breath caught in her throat and even more tears fell.

    “Yeah?”

    “Yeah. We still need to talk about this because I never want to make you feel uncomfortable or that you have to do something for me, so we need to talk boundaries if you have any other than no sex and –“

    “Spence?”

    “Hm?”

    “I’ve never been in a relationship before, so I don’t know if I have any other than that. But I promise to let you know if I don’t like something we’re doing.”  She scooted closer to him and kissed him quickly.  “It – it really doesn’t matter?”

    “It doesn’t matter.  I don’t care if we never have sex.  Those other things are important too.  You listen when I talk about the things I love, and you don’t cut me off when I spout facts – sometimes you even remember them.  And I’m kind of glad you’re short because I do get to do things for you that you can do for yourself but let me do anyway.  I do like you playing with my hair.  It’s … it’s nice and it makes me feel better when I get home from seeing something awful.  I don’t – I can’t forget what I see, but I know you’re there when you do things like that.”

    Spencer didn’t let many people touch him like that.  His team, of course, but outside of them it was pretty much just her. When he got home from a case, sometimes he would just go to her house and plop down on her couch and she would know he needed her close.  Sometimes they wouldn’t even talk.  They would just lay there and hold onto each other – or she would hold onto him.

    Once he was feeling better, they would usually go out for food because she knew he sometimes forgot to eat when he was hyper-focused on a case.  She took care of him as much as he took care of her, just in different ways.  She made him see the beautiful things again when all he could focus on was the ugly he’d seen at work.

    “We have so much fun together.  I don’t think anyone else has ever made me laugh so much.  And if – if you’re really wanting to be my always, then it doesn’t matter.”

    “Your always?”

    “I don’t know, it sounded more permanent than my girlfriend.”

    She turned her face to hide against his shirt before reaching for his hand. They’d been around each other long enough he couldn’t really complain about germs, and he really didn’t mind with her.  She’d always respected his boundaries when they’d first gotten to know each other, had waited for him to initiate contact until she knew it was welcome.

    “So we can be each other’s always?”

    “Absolutely.”

[asexualreader]

Kara Danvers x Asexual!Reader

Sessy-sessy time?

Warnings: mentions of the sexy times, Fluff

Kara do be the ask of the sessy sessy times and you be like Aha apologies kind ma’am but no, so she be like Ok cuddles! And you be like Ok horror movie!

Reader is implied female but I think it’s pretty much gender neutral I’m just too gay for my own good.

“Hey, Y/N?” Kara calls from the bathroom as she cleans her face.

“Hm?” You hum in response, leaning against the doorframe, admiring the beautiful human being kryptonian in front of you.

“So, we’ve been together for some time,” she begins. “I was thinking, uh, you know how people, uh…” She has some trouble getting her question out. “Like maybe, uh, taking it to the next level?”

You have to do a double take. “Like, uh, woo-hoo time?” You try to clarify, “Like hankey-pankey? Didgeridoo? Humpty Dumpty?”

Your strange euphemisms cause your girl to laugh, and you continue.

“Like Hump day? Wednesday?” You continue, “Like, the Sessy-sessy time?” Cracking a small laugh yourself.

“Yes, that.” She manages to get out between her giggles.

“Uh, well, you see…” you begin, causing her giggles to settle down as worry begins to take over her features.

“Oh, did I overstep? I’m so-“ She tries to apologize.

“Kara, before you say mother word, shut up.” You lightheartedly command, to which she almost complied with. Almost.

She opens her mouth to speak again but you cut her off, “First, no you didn’t overstep any boundaries. Second, I regret not actually having this conversation with you sooner.”

You study her facial expression and watch as she calms down enough to listen to you, worry still evident in her beautiful blue eyes.

“What conversation? Is this good or bad?” She begins to worry aloud.

“Uh, I hope it’s not bad?” You say cautiously, more worried about her reaction for your answer to her original question.

“Okay… go on.” She responds, turning fully to you, ready to hear what you have to say and internally bracing herself for an awkward or horrible conversation.

“I, uh, never really thought I’d ever have, the uh, Woo-hoo, ya know?” You rub the back of your neck nervously, avoiding her eyes, who are trying to look for any negative signs.

“So, you’re asexual?” She gently asks.

You look away again, dropping your hand to your side, pretty much confirming her guess. You’re afraid of her reaction, afraid that you won’t be able to keep her happy anymore, that you’re not enough for her, that you’ve let her down.

“That’s fine. It’s good that you told me.” She steps to you and places a gentle hand on your shoulder and turning you to face her. “I would never make you do something you’re not comfortable with. Never.” She reassures you.

“So you’re not upset?” You ask.

She gently grabs your chin, making you look back up at her. “Why would I be? I don’t need, uh, that, to be happy with you, I’m already happy with what I have.” She comforts you, making sure you’re listening to her every word and making sure you know she truly means what she’s saying. “I wouldn’t change it for the world.”

She places a soft kiss to your temple and goes to pull you to the living room. You sheepishly follow, curious as to what she’s up to. She sits you down on the couch before she goes off to her bedroom. You stand, curious as to what she’s doing. Because of her superhearing, she can hear you and a “sit” echoes from the room she’s in. You sit as she has instructed and await her return. When she does return, her arms are full of pillows and various stuffed animals that the both of you own.

“Kara-?” You begin, but Kara shushes you, shoving the plushies onto the couch before sorting through them and pulling out your favorite plushies and giving them to you.

She rushes off again to the kitchen, bringing back some snacks and a couple drinks and runs away again to grab your favorite blanket, coming back and wrapping it around you.

“There, my little Burrito.” She says, coming over to sit next to you, your form wrapped in your soft burrito blanket.

She pulls you close, wrapping herself in her own blanket and grabbing a few plushies. After showering you with your blankets and stuffed animals, she takes a look at you, waiting for you to say something, mostly expecting something self deprecating to come out so she can shower you with even more affection.

“Kara, why are you doing this?” You ask. “I-“

“Because I love you.” She cuts you off. “Don’t you dare put yourself down about this again. We don’t have to do it, it was just a question, and you said no, and I respect you, and your life choices.” She continues. “I would never love you any less for something you don’t want to do. I will never force anything on you.”

She hugs you tighter and you hug her back, fully digesting her words.

“You don’t have to do the Woo-hoo to show me you love me because I know you love me, and I love you, so let’s just cuddle and if you want we can put on a movie or something and just chill with each other for the next day,” she places a kiss to your forehead, “or week,” another kiss to your cheek, “or however long we feel like cuddling.” She finishes her sentence with a peck on your lips, causing you to giggle at her words and actions.

“Don’t you dare even say anything self deprecating when you’re not around me either, I will hear it.” She giggles to you. “So, movie? Show? What do you want?”

“Give me a horror movie.” You say confidently.

Kara gives you an accusing glance as she picks up the remote to find the scariest movie she can think of. One of you will be cowering, and one of you will protect the others innocent soul from the evil demons for the next week. And so the movie begins, blankets are pulled up over eyes, plushies and girlfriends squeezed during jump scares and intense scenes. You don’t need the Sessy-Sessy to be happy when you’ve got each other. That’s enough for the both of you.

[asexualreader]

~Loki Dating An Asexual Would Include~

Read it on Ao3 here

Almost every single “Dating Loki Would Include” headcanon list I’ve ever seen has Loki as a hypersexual fiend who fucks the reader every which way 24/7, which is fine but I thought us Ace folk needed some rep.

So!

Loki Dating An Asexual Person Would Include

-I like to think that Asgard is an incredibly diverse place with sexualities and identities all across the spectrum, so you being Asexual is no big deal and he doesn’t even bat an eye when you tell him

-There was a bit of miscommunication at the beginning when Loki heard you say that you “weren’t really into anyone in that way.”

-He thought you meant Aromantic as well as Asexual

-But once he found out you liked him just as much as he liked you, he didn’t waste any time asking you out

-Ya boi just shows up at your door the next day with a bouquet of your favorite flowers and asks if you’d accompany him to dinner that evening

-Hesitantly you clarify that he means for this to be a date date

-He smiles, ever the charmer, and says, “Yes; a date date.”

-”Even though I’m Asexual?”

-He tilts his head to the side in confusion. “Well, yes. Why should that matter?”

-Awkwardly you explain to him your history of being rejected because of your Asexuality, and the pressure you feel from society to put out and give your romantic partner(s) sexual gratification. Because otherwise you’re a prude and a tease; because why date someone if you’re not going to have sex with them?

-”Honestly I’ve just kind of begun to internalize the idea that I’ll never find anyone who loves me for me.” You shrug. “I kind of just… expected to die alone.”

-It’s not until you look up and see the thinly concealed rage in his eyes (and gods he is just a new level of attractive when he is barely holding back his anger) that you begin to regret telling him that.

-But before you can do anything he gently takes your hand and holds it against his chest, staring deeply into your eyes

-”Y/N, I swear to you that I would never reject you for something as trivial as that. Any who do, who can’t see the absolutely wonderful person you are, who only see your value as a potential sexual conquest, are complete and utter fools. And they don’t deserve neither your time nor your grief. I’m sorry that you were forced to endure such contemptible treatment, but if you could find it within yourself to give this undeserving rogue a chance, I would be deeply honored to show you what true romance is.”

-So, a bit teary eyed, you quickly get ready for your date that night

-Of course, Loki pulls out all the stops for your date; he takes you to your favorite restaurant, then a long walk under the moon and stars, finally returning you home well past midnight

-While on the date, he takes the opportunity to ask you more questions about where on the spectrum you fall. He doesn’t want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable, but he has had enough lovers in the past (more than a few Asexual, as well as having known more than a few Asexuals as friends) to know that not every person is exactly the same

-He wants to know your boundaries, and if you aren’t sure about something, he swears to you that you’ll find out together

-After that he is an absolute gentleman, taking things as slow as you want, never overstepping any boundary you have set, and careful to check in with you if the two of you try something new

-Every once in a while that little black cloud of doubt creeps up on you but Loki is quick to assure you that sex means very little to him

-”Honestly after a thousand years it becomes trivial.”

-He values a person he has an intellectual and emotional connection with more than just a physical one

-And gods help anyone who makes you feel insecure or ashamed about your Asexuality. Especially dating him!

-More than once the two of you have heard people saying “what a waste” it is that someone as attractive as him is dating an Asexual

-”I mean really, what are they even doing together? He must be suffering to have a little fun.”

-Whenever that happens, if you can’t stop him in time, Loki makes it known loud and clear that not only are you ten times the partner that person could ever hope to be, but that anyone who places more value in sex in a relationship than true connection is a fool and a cad.

-It’s actually during one of these confrontations that Loki let’s slip those three little words

-”Not that it is any of your business, but whether or not they are physically pleasing me is absolutely inconsequential because I love them!”

-But after that…. Well the cat’s out of the bag

-You say it to each other at every opportunity

-Cuddling on the couch, drifting off to sleep, when you say goodbye to each other as you both head off to do whatever you need to for the day

-And Loki can’t believe he has found anyone who could love him, him, as much as you do. He knows that he is truly the luckiest person in the entire Universe, and makes sure you know that every single day.

-You both thought you would grow old and die, alone and unloved; never in a million years did either of you think you could find such a happy and fulfilling relationship with someone who you loved, and who loved you, unconditionally.

[asexualreader]

I hope your requests are still open. One thing I notice when I’m looking for Bucky fics is that they usually have smut in them. My request is Asexual! Fem! Reader x Bucky. Also there is no reason to the reader being asexual, they have no trauma involved with it. She just doesn’t like sex.

Birds

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Asexual!Fem!Reader

Word Count: 780

Description: You and Bucky are on a date, but you have something important to tell him. Very fluffy!

A/N: Hello! Thank you for your requests, and yes my (short) requests and commissions are still open. I hope this is what you are looking for; and I will say that most (if not all) of my fics are smut-free. I try to write them for everyone, and most are any!reader unless specified otherwise. None of my public Bucky fics have smut as of this time, but it will always be put in the description if there is. I'm currently making a masterlist, and will put it here in the description so you can go back and read my fics at your leisure. I hope y'all like this one!

If you would like a personalized and much longer fic, you can commission me here:

https://ko-fi.com/starryeyedalien/commissions

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You’re scared about your date.

Not because of the actual date, but about what he could think will happen afterward.

You hadn’t come out to Bucky yet.

You like him, and you want to keep talking to him like you have, and coming out as asexual may stop that. You aren’t even sure how he’s going to respond.

You just want a date with him.

At the moment, you were walking hand-in-hand in the park, talking idly. You weren't even sure what you were talking about, you were so stressed.

“I feel like birds must be cameras for the government.” His words cut through your racing thoughts.

“What?”

“Birds. They’re everywhere, they could be watching us.”

“I think that’s only pigeons that aren’t real, Buck.”

“No, I found the website. All birds aren’t real.”

“If you start becoming a conspiracy nut-”

“It’s a fun conspiracy.”

“Is that such a thing?”

“Yeah! See, they’re like a photo booth. You can wave to a bird and get a photo.”

Bucky points to a couple pigeons pecking around on the ground and waves towards them.

“You look crazy, Bucky.” You laugh and he grins up at you.

“I’m glad to see you smiling. You’ve looked so worried this whole date.”

“Have I?”

“Yeah, am I doing something wrong? Haven’t had a lot of dates in the past century.”

“No, no. I guess my mind is just on other things.”

“Something you want to talk about?”

You stop walking and he stops a couple steps ahead, your hands still connected and outstretched between the two of you. He looks back at you, eyebrows furrowed and worried, and you sigh and let his hand go.

You go sit on a park bench nearby and he follows, sitting next to you as you hold your head in your hands.

“You’re really worrying me.” He says and you look over at him. You really must, his face is etched with concern.

“I just really like this date. And the idea of dating you. And everything about you.” You say and he smirks.

“Well yeah, everything about me is great.”

You punch him lightly in the shoulder and chuckle, then sigh again as you look away from him.

“Nothing is happening after our date.”

“Ok, we don’t have to rush into-”

“Nothing is happening after any of our dates.” “What do you mean?”

“I’m asexual.”

You glance over at him when you say it, and your heartbeat grows in your ears the more he just looks at you in silence.

“What does that mean?” He finally says, obviously confused, and you let out a sigh.

“I have very little to basically no sexual attraction. To anyone. I personally still have romantic feelings, but nothing sexual. So, I don’t have sex.”

“Oh.”

You look over at him again and he’s looking off into the distance. The emotion is overwhelming you. Your anxiety and fear have overflowed, and you can feel your eyes welling up.

“That’s alright. I love talking to you, and being near you. Just having you in my life. We don’t have to do anything like that; I’m happy as long as I can keep walking through these parks with you.”

He’s looking at you again, smiling slightly, until he sees a tear roll down your cheek and his eyebrows furrow in worry again.

“Are you alright?” He says softly, gently wiping away the tear from your cheek. You put your hand on his, nestling your face into his palm.

“Yeah Bucky, I’m ok.”

“Is that what you were worried about?”

You nod and he rubs his thumb on your cheek.

“I love you, not sex. And I want to keep loving you, if you’ll let me.” He murmurs and you connect eyes with him again.

“You love me?”

“Is it too early to say it?”

“No, not at all.”

“Good. Then I’ll say it a lot.”

You grin up at him and he grins back. You feel like you look at each other forever, but then hear a chirp in front of you.

You both look over, and a pigeon is staring both of you down. After a minute it hops away and you laugh.

“I bet that was a good photo for the government.”

“Oh yeah, we look really cute.” He chuckles too, then gets up and holds his hand out for you.

“Shall we continue our date?”

“We shall.” you say, taking his hand and he helps you up, and you both continue walking through the park. You feel much lighter, holding his hand tighter and as you watch the sunset with him, you can’t wait to spend so much more time with him.

[asexualreader]

Imagine: Coming out to Jaskier as graysexual

Requested by @dancingwith-sunflowers

A/N: I had honestly never heard of the term until you mentioned it, so I had to look it up, but please let me know and correct me if I got anything wrong!

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Jaskier halted his walking. When had he stopped singing? Whatever the case, he had turned to you. His hands went up to his hips while he dedicated you a severe expression.

“Alright, out with it…” 

“What?” 

“You haven’t spoken in hours, nor sang along with me” Jaskier frowned in concern, wildly gesticulating. “And I haven’t seen you smile in days either, Y/N!”

He knew you too well. For days, you had been meaning to tell him something. To explain a certain part of yourself that he was yet unaware of. The only missing piece of the puzzle he had composed of the full picture of you. Jaskier knew everything about you, except for that.

“So are you going to tell me?” His mildly inquisitive tone softened after he sighed. “Go on, please, talk to me”

“I’m…” You began to say, although the word got stuck in your throat for a moment. “I’m graysexual”

“Alright…” He blinked, intensely peering at you as though trying to read your mind. “I’m sorry, but what does that mean, exactly?” 

“It means that I hardly ever feel sexually attracted to someone” You averted your gaze, flushed as you explained it. “And I only do under certain circumstances”

“Oh, I see!” Jaskier replied after a pause, and you were glad to notice that his usual cheerful mood had returned after the confusion. “Well, that’s alright, love! Don’t be so nervous”

“You don’t mind?”

“Of course not!”

“But you’re so…”

“Well, yes, you know me, but… honestly, you scared me there for a moment”

“Scare you? Why?”

“I thought you were going to say something awful, like you didn’t like my singing”

You laughed, feeling the tension that formed knots in your stomach to dissipate and allow you to relax. 

“Come here, dove” Jaskier placed an arm around your shoulders and gently guided you to his side. “Don’t worry”

“Are you sure you’re okay with it?” 

“I’m certain” Jaskier paused to kiss you in the temple. “As if I could ever stop loving you, my dear”

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Imagine: Being asexual and feeling insecure about your relationship with Joey

Requested by anon // GIF CREDIT

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You thought that Joey hadn’t noticed your reluctance, but when you stopped walking, he did too. He watched you with a frown, observing how you nervously played with your hands.

“What’s going on with you, Y/N?” He asked, gently pressing his hand against your arm. “You’re being so weird today”

“I’m just… are you sure you want to keep dating me?”

“Why wouldn’t I want to date you?” 

You shrugged, still averting your gaze. Joey opened his mouth in realization, and he restlessly pointed his finger at you.

“Oh, I know what this is about” He told you, staring at you so intently that you cautiously peered at him. “It’s about what you told me the other day, isn’t it?” 

“Yeah, I mean…” You felt small and embarrassed under his attentive gaze. “I know how much you like sex, so what’s the point of dating someone that doesn’t want to?”

“The point is I like you, Y/N” Both his hands fell on your arms now, fondly squeezing you. “And I don’t want to stop dating you!”

You still felt a little insecure, so he sighed. Just when you thought he was giving up on the subject, he took your hand with determination and dragged you with him.

“C’mere” He kissed your knuckles and held your hand, also pressing your arm against his side. “I’m gonna show you how much I like you”

“W-Where are we going?” 

“To Central Perk. You’re meeting my friends”

“I thought you were too embarrassed of me to introduce me to them…”

“Oh, no” He chuckled. “I’m embarrassed of them to introduce them you”

You laughed a little, now more relaxed as you followed Joey to Central Perk.

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Pride request 🌈 for a headcanon about being asexueal and in a relationship with Frodo pls (I kind of feel like Frodo could be ace too but if you don't like that that's fine) 🖤🌑🤍💜

I think Frodo could be ace too, I literally had a conversation about this with my brother the other day! Anyway, thanks for requesting and I hope you like it!

BEING ASEXUAL AND DATING FRODO

You and Frodo had known each other for a really long time

Since you were really young, actually, since you grew up together

For that reason, you knew everything about one another

You learned the other was asexual years ago

Which was a big relief for you two, to realize this

To see that the he understood you and you him

That you could be yourselves and were accepted by the other

As you grew older, you and Frodo starting getting closer 

You began spending more time together, enjoying the other’s company

You learned that such a special fondness you felt wasn’t just friendship

After all, yes, you had grown up together and were close friends

But maybe there was something else, something perhaps romantic

Even if you weren’t romantically attracted to each other, you were close

Your relationship with Frodo was a very intimate and unique one

Because you were deeply close with each other

You tell each other everything and blindly trust on one another

Even Sam, who is so close to Frodo, is a little jealous of you

Pippin and Merry joke about it all the time, of course

Saying they wouldn’t be surprised if you appeared stuck together one day

There’s lots of platonic affection between you and Frodo, always has been

You always hold hands, hug, and even kiss each other on the cheek

That had been so ever since you had memory, but it never changed

If you’re romantically attracted, you and Frodo start dating

All those affectionate gestures you’ve had for each other remain

Nothing really changes between you two, you’re just more often together

People are surprised by how close you are with Frodo, even dating him

Especially since there is no sex or sexual interactions between you at all

But your bond and your connection goes far beyond anything physical

It’s your souls that are connected, as they were since you were young

And with time, that connection only grew in fondness and intensity

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The company and ace reader

Reader tells the company they’re asexual

this was inspired by a work from @band–psycho where the reader tells them they’re bisexual​, go read it now

This is my first writing in forever and also my first writing in english so please be kind if you find any grammar errors or stuff

I’m nervous

tw: brief mentions of sex but no actual sex, also subtle mention of unwanted sex (which didn’t actually happen, don’t worry)

Even though they had tried to avoid it they ran into a small town mostly inhabited by humans. While they were already here they might as well stock up their supplies and get some good nights rest. The company had stayed at the Inn for two nights and then left early in the morning. Both nights there was this person, human, who would flirt with you. They really seemed to like you. Since you hadn’t seen any human in a while (Gandalf doesn’t really count, does he) you were happy having someone you got along with. You talked and danced, played cards and drank lots of Ale. You didn’t expect them to want to have sex right away. On the second night they had tugged you into a quieter corner and you had started kissing. It was a bit sloppy because you both were drunk but you still enjoyed it. When they suddenly suggested you’d have sex you were taken a bit by surprise. “I wouldn’t usually do this but since you’re leaving tomorrow morning I thought why not?” You stammered a little: “I… uh… I’m flattered… honestly. But… I don’t think, I don’t… We shouldn’t…” The other looked a bit hurt by this. “I’m sorry, I just don’t really like…” But you were interrupted by Bofur who casually sat down next to you.

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And They Were Roommates - Asexual!Spencer Reid x Asexual!Reader (he/him)

TW/CW: Food mentions, discussions of sex (mostly in the terms of coming out as ace), mild swearing (uncensored), mild misgendering ((y/n) is called “lady” once).

Summary: Morgan, Emily, and Hotch surprise Reid with a visit to his apartment. Little do they know, he has a roommate: (y/n). Over cookies and chocolate milk, Spencer realizes with the help of his coworkers that he wants something more from this relationship. This is self indulgent fluff that I wrote because It’s Been A Rough Month. 

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feelings.

pairing : draco x reader

summary : draco has feelings for the reader, however they’re asexual.

requested : yes

notes : fluff

a/n : this is my first request and the first time I’m writing about a different sexuality altogether. I hope you like it:) this might be a bit long enjoy!

The air smelled of expensive liquor and firewhiskey, the room covered in dim green and red lighting.

The slytherins were known for their parties, never missing the fun. It was the only time where all the house rivalry was kept aside, mostly because everyone was too drunk off their asses to even notice.

In the corner by the bar, stood a blonde haired boy. The dull light reflected upon his mob of blonde hair, making it noticeable amongst the crowd.

Draco Malfoy, stood alongside his friends, talking and laughing without a care in the world. His eyes were scanning around to find the familiar y/h/c haired slytherin. The one who made him feel things he never bothered to pay attention to before.

“We’re going to be late y/n. Never mind we’re late anyways but move your ass faster.” Pansy whined looking at you from her bed in your dorm. “Yes, yes I’m almost done let me just-” you smoothened your hair with your hands, not bothering to style it. “There let’s go.”

Pansy looked at you with a goofy smile, eyeing you up and down. “You look so hot. You should dress up more often, rather than wearing those,” she eyed the pile of clothes on your chair pointing at them with a weird look. “Whatever that is that you wear.”

You let out a chuckle, shaking your head at Pansy being Pansy. “Now now pans, weren’t we getting late?” “Yes let’s gooooo.” Pansy whooped all the way down the stairs.

The second draco saw you enter, he couldn’t help but stare. There you were, looking gorgeous as ever. Your hair wild but it complimented your face well, the sage green dress hugging your body at the right places. He couldn’t help the butterflies flood his stomach, a soft smile playing at his lips.

The second you entered the common room, Pansy held your hand and made a beeline to the bar, dragging you along so you don’t lose her.

“Pans, as thirsty as I am, these heels really aren’t the best choice to run with, slow down.” You spoke as loudly as you can hoping she heard you over the loud music. “What? you saying something?” never mind.

As soon as you reached the bar, Blaise handed you your shot glasses. “There. What took you so long?” Pansy looked at you with an accusing look and you couldn’t help but laugh.

Your laugh. The one that sped up Draco’s heartbeat. The one he had grown to adore.

You saw Draco eyeing you from the corner of your eye, so you eyed him back. The second he saw you looking, he looked away, a slight tint of rose on his porcelain skin.

A tiny smile broke out on your face, and before you could react, Pansy dragged you to the dance floor. Her hands on your hips, you swayed with her and the music, feeling the effects of the alcohol.

Draco couldn’t take his eyes of you. He had always taken interest in you, your quick wit, your kindness, your humour. Everything about you pulled him towards you. He was entranced.

“She’s out of your league mate. No one in this room deserves her.” Theo spoke from beside him. Draco wanted to bite back with a reply but he knew it was true. You were too good for anyone here. However that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try. He looked at Theo and downed his drink, giving him a shrug before joining the crowd of sweaty teenagers in the middle of the room.

It wasn’t too hard to spot you and Pansy. Screaming the lyrics at the top of your lungs and giggling around.

Draco came up behind you nodding at Pansy asking her silently to let him dance with you.

Confused as to why pansy stopped, you turned around to find draco standing, the smell of his cologne filling your senses. It was a good contrast to the sweaty mushy smell around you.

You smiled at him before pulling him in and dancing. He was a bit reluctant at first but the look on your face made him get lost in the music too.

You don’t know how long you danced with him, but you knew your feet would give out from under you any moment and you were thirsty as fuck. Everything seemed hazy around you, the room spinning a little.

Draco seemed to sense it as he grasped your hand and strung you along with him. You thought he might lead you to the couches, however when he started to change his direction towards the dorm rooms, you came back to your senses, your stomach churning.

You believed draco, knowing he wouldn’t do anything wrong or hurt you in any manner, but with the amount of firewhiskey you both had, made you think a bit differently.

He opened his dorm room and led you in, entering right after you. You turned around to speak, only to realise the lack of space between the two of you.

“I- um.” You couldn’t form coherent sentences, feeling out of place. Your entire body was throbbing, making you alarmingly aware of everything around you. Draco picked up on your nervousness, the way you looked at anything but him, fidgeting with your fingers.

He placed a finger under your chin making eye contact with you. “Hey hey it’s okay. What’s wrong?” He looked into your eyes trying to find the reason behind your discomfort.

You took a step back and sighed. “It’s um. It’s just that I-.” “Go on love.” “I’m asexual draco. I um I do like you, it’s just that I don’t wanna rush into anything and it’s hard for me- what why are you smiling?”

Dracos face softened at the way you spoke. “Believe it or not, I didn’t bring you in here to do anything. You seemed tired and I just wanted a quiet place to talk you know.” He couldn’t help the blush rise to his cheeks. The warmth spreading through his body, the effect of the alcohol or you he wasn’t aware. (Pretty sure it was you.)

You smiled back, your eyes crinkling as you looked at him. Your insides felt warm and fuzzy, the effect of the alcohol or him you weren’t aware. (Pretty sure it was him.)

“Do you wanna get changed cuz I might have extra clothes from the last time you and Pansy came over.” You nodded, asking him where they might be kept. He handed you a tiny pile, which you took with yourself to get changed.

By the time you came out from his bathroom, Draco was sitting on the bed, the silk sheets now creased, a book in his hand. You had to admit, he looked pretty adorable in his reading glasses. “Never thought you’d be the one to read a romance novel.” You said pointing to the book in his hand.

“It’s one of my favourites to be honest. You should read it sometime.” He grinned looking at you.

The night was one of the most memorable ones for you. You and draco talked about everything and nothing, from your childhood memories to your deepest fears, to the funniest events that ever happened. You couldn't pinpoint exactly when you fell asleep but he did too.

Pansy was worried sick, she knew you were smart enough to take care of yourself but that didn't help calm her nerves. She looked around the room, sparing one last glance before deciding to go to the guys dorm, somewhere you and Pansy were used to crashing, never alone though.

She silently crept inside, whispering your name. The room was dark, the only source of light was the faint glow of the moon, entering through a tiny slit in the curtains.

She couldn’t help the huge grin that broke out on her face. There you were, in Draco’s embrace. One of his arms was hugging your waist, both of your feet tangled with each other.

She took out her disposable camera and snapped a picture, leaving after taking one last look at your sleeping figures.

You woke up with a slight headache the next morning, immediately realising you weren’t in your room. You felt some weight on your waist, soon making it out to be Draco’s arm. Turning around, you looked at his sleeping form. His hair fell over his eyes, silent breaths being drawn by him. He looked beautiful.

“Good morning love.” he rasped out, slowly fluttering his eyes open. “Good morning to you to.” He nuzzled in closer to you and you couldn’t help but let out a laugh at his aloofness. Your chest reverberated with your laughter and Draco couldn’t help but join in.

Upon getting out of bed, you saw a Polaroid along with a small note attached to it, kept on the bedside table.

“You guys are cute<3 also, don’t leave me alone with Blaise and Theo ever again. They’re annoying when drunk.” -pans

You beamed, showing the Polaroid to draco, who shook his head chuckling.

The moment you saw your group in the great hall, they all couldn’t help but tease you guys. Draco sat down beside you and interlaced his fingers with yours under the table. You looked at him with a tiny blush adorning your cheeks, he which he smiled softly.

You felt contended.

Requested by @lilly13256

I hope you liked it :)

[asexualreader]

exception

STEPHEN STRANGE X FEM!ASEXUAL!READER

summary: just a small blurb because I couldn't resist! :) also, using my own gifs for fics feel surreal haha [tw; slight acephobia, death threats (not to you), fake ass friends (except yelana <3)

"You're dating Stephen fucking Strange?" Elena (one of your co-workers) asked, her yell barely visible over the loud Stark party. You grimaced anyway.

"Can you lower your voice? I don't want anyone to know," you said sharply, but one of your other friends had already arrived on the scene.

"Know what?" she asked, handing the drink over to you.

"She's dating Doctor Strange."

"Elena!" you exclaimed in shock.

"An avenger, and does she tell us? No!! Here I'm thinking we are platonic soulmates—"

"We've known each other for 2 weeks," you interrupted, reminding them that you were indeed the newest addition to Stark enterprises.

"Doctor Strange is hot," the other friend (Lisa) said, sighing dreamily. "Does he use the magic rope thingy in bed? I bet he does."

You blinked. "Uhm, actually we didn't-"

You let the statement hang in the air, hoping they'd take the hint and drop it. Hoping that they'll assume your relationship with Strange to be super new. You weren't ready to tell them you were on the asexual spectrum, not anytime soon.

"Why the hell haven't you fucked him yet?" Elena asked blankly. "He's an avenger. Suck his dick so he stays around longer."

"There you are!" Yelena walked into the conversation, almost making you yell out in happiness. She was your best friend, and you knew you could just make a random excuse and get out of there.

"Yelena!" you smiled easily, hooking your hands around hers, steadily preparing to walk off.

Of course, Lisa didn't let you.

"Are you scared he'll dump you if your skills are poor or something?" Lisa asked instinctively, making you halt all moments.

"Wait, what's going on?" Yelena asked, frowning.

"I don't want to talk about it," you replied, mostly to Lisa.

"Then what?" Elena asked. "Does he have anything weird down there? Ohmygod you have to tell us!!!"

Yelena connected the dots and didn't look happy about it. "She said she didn't want to talk about it. Now move."

"This is fine," you said, trying your best to be bold. "It's okay. El, the reason why I didn't have sex with him yet is 'cause I'm asexual. Now that you guilted me into sharing something that I didn't really trust you to share with — can you please stop being a dick and move?"

"Asexual? Like the ones who are afraid of sex?" Lisa asked, seeming genuinely curious.

(It was like you were back in high school again, backed up in a corner with questions you didn't want to hear. You gulped, feeling the first wave of vulnerability wash over you.)

"I always thought it was a fancy name for virgins," Elena said without thinking.

"I always thought you were little pieces of shit glued together but we keep some thoughts to ourselves," Yelena snapped, her eyes screaming murder.

(You shut your eyes. Breath. One.. two..)

"Y/N?" a comfortingly familiar voice called, and you turned to see Stephen in what appeared to be the most "casual" outfit he could be in. He had a suit over his t-shirt and his hair was slicked back, with just that one strand of hair falling across his eyes.

You had a terrible feeling that he could see how helpless you felt.

"Holy shit," Elena said, her mouth open in surprise. "The doctor strange, right in front of my eyes. Someone please pinch me, preferably Stephen himself. Haha, can I call you Stephen? Or Steve?"

"No," he cut short. "Y/N, are you okay?"

No. No.

"I-" your eyes went from Elena to Lisa to Yelena to Stephen, knowing anytime you'd start having a panic attack. You could already feel the tears building up. You took a deep breath in.

"I'm fine," you whispered at last.

"No, she's not!" Yelena protested. "Look at her! These dummies think they can be on top of the world just because they are horny all the time."

"Oh." Stephen stared at Elena with clear anger on his face. "And here I thought you wouldn't be as stupid as you are clearly annoying."

"Hey!" Lisa gasped.

"You're both stupid," he corrected himself. "I love Y/N with all my life and you already know I'm a sorcerer. Think twice about what you're going to say from now or you'll magically end up in another universe with no money."

"Stephen—" you began, but Elena cut you to it.

"Are you threatening me?" she asked dramatically.

"Yes." Both him and Yelena said in unison.

"You can't do that-"

"Why? Because we're supposed to be the good guys?" Yelena snorted. "Believe me, plenty of people go missing every day. No one would suspect us."

"They got the hint," you interrupted firmly. "Can we please stop this before all of us get kicked out?"

Stephen took your hand and squeezed it reassuringly. "I'm sorry you had to deal with their bullshit."

"We're right here," Lisa said, mortified.

"Their bullshit," Stephen repeated, not taking his eyes off yours. "I love you and if you're up for it, maybe we can go dance?"

"Even though you hate dancing?"

"You know you're always my exception."

You smiled. "Let's go, then."

[asexualreader]

Ace of hearts

Masterlist

A/N: I wrote this story for @startrekkingaroundasgard Love is in the Air writing challange! My prompts were: romantic-emerald-rose-magic. 

Pairing: Loki x ace!Reader (gender neutral)

Loki’s pronouns:she/they

Word count: 1814

Warnings: talk about sex but nothing happens (and I didn’t proof read it so sorry for the mistakes)

Summary: Loki invited you to her apartment to celebrate the day of love, hoping to take your relationship to the next level but your date went in a different direction. 

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If someone told Loki she would court a Midgardian, she’d laugh in their face. And if that person added that Loki would spend their entire afternoon cleaning their appartement and cooking for said Midgardian because they were coming over for the first time in their relationship, which made Loki excited and nervous at the same time, the goddess would probably banish them from Asgard. But here she is. Two burned pots and 3 hours of cleaning later Loki has finally succeeded in making the perfect valentine’s day dish. And dessert! Loki herself was surprised how well it went, except those two burned pots, of course, but there was a good explanation for that!  

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[asexualreader]

Hi so I just read your coming out to the Avengers as bi fic and IT WAS AMAZING

So I was wondering if you could write something along the lines of dating Maria now but coming out to her as asexual. That would be amazing, if not no worries.

Coming out as Asexual (Maria Hill x Reader)

A/N: Ok. So. I am sooooooo sorry for how long this ask has been sitting in my inbox, but as it's Ace Week, it seemed an apt time to write it! I'm also honoured you asked. Sending love to my Ace pals and peoples.

Thanks so much for your comments - you're so sweet @nyx-aira. Hope you like it.

Masterlist:

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Now, first off, considering the crazy things Maria has had to deal with in her time at SHIELD, your coming out to her as Asexual is not a big deal.

Well, it’s a big deal to her in that you obviously feel comfortable enough around her to tell her something so personal.

That’s huge and makes her heart go all fluttery.

But a big deal that causes her to have a melt down and possibly an hour of shooting things? This is not that kind.

After all, alien invaders? Big deal. Dancing, sentient, alien trees? Big deal. Fury without coffee before a meeting with the Avengers? Big deal.

They’re all things Maria doesn’t immediately know how to handle, but you? Your relationship? Nothing in her eyes has changed.

She loves you. She respects you. She understands you.

This is just another part of who you are, and that means Maria accepts it with a mere nod, hum, and possibly a couple quick questions for clarification.

As she teases, she’s an agent and works best with as much intelligence as possible. Or as much as you’re willing to share.

And anything else? Well, she’s happy to do some of her own intelligence gathering too if it will make you feel comfortable and happy.

Apparently SHIELD has some weird databases that she can find her way into …

Why? Well, because you make her feel those things. Happy. Comfortable. Safe.

That’s why she loves you so much.

You also put up with her crazy schedules with barely a moan, which makes you a saint.

You’re also the first to nag her to remember to pack a toothbrush and sunscreen whenever she has to rush off somewhere for a mission.

“But it’s Siberia?”

“There’s sun in Siberia, dumb ass. Snow reflects it more intensely - You’ll still burn if you’re not careful!”

“I’m always careful!”

“Says the idiot who almost walked into a door this morning!”

Maria refrains from pointing out you’d distracted her and almost caused said incident, but anyway…

Once you’ve also told her, she then follows it up with a reassurance that she’ll love you no matter what, and definitely no matter what level of physical intimacy you’re comfortable with.

If holding hands is your limit, that’s cool. If you like cuddling, kissing, or maybe other activities then she can accommodate that too.

To be honest, Maria herself is not the most affectionate of people. Not in public anyway. So, she gets it. Boundaries are important.

(Most people at work don’t even think they’ve seen her smile… there’s just some rumours amongst the more senior agents that it’s even possible)

That makes you very giddy, knowing you’re the only one to see her like that at all.

Even then, when it’s the two of you she seems more keen on holding hands or pressing kisses against your head or cheek, than trying to undress you.

It might take a bit of communication and adjustment but at the end of the day you’re both willing to put the effort in.

Maria would also be quick to shut down any comments or jokes by the others that made you uncomfortable (mostly from Tony, but that’s just his nature. He’s not trying to be mean - 90% of his jokes are somehow sexual)

Your relationship is private and she’ll keep it that way.

But if you are comfortable telling people? Then hell, she’ll support that too.

She’ll also threaten to shoot anyone who even thinks about making comments about asexuality not being a thing.

“It’s LGBTQIA+, asshole. Yeah. That’s right. A for Asexual, not assholes like you.”

Long story short, you coming out is probably one of the best things to happen to your relationship - but getting to see Maria wearing an Asexual pride flag at Pride is just a very good benefit.