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snarky starkybby’s masterlist

key. 

(F) - fluff 

(A) - angst

(TW..) - trigger warning check tags before reading 

HC’s 

concert with boyfriend peter (F)

babysitting Morgan (F)

ONESHOTS

now isn’t our time (HEAVY TW- pregnancy) (A)

also, see below multi fics 

sweet like honey

ONESHOTS

Holidayze (F) 

also, see below multi fics

sweet like honey

ONESHOTS

Sugar and Spice (F)

not even a little bit (F) (A)

Sweet Like Honey 

peter parker x oc

see link for the introduction and below image for chapter links. 

PROLOGUE

ONE 

TWO 

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not even a little bit. Bucky Barnes x Reader

hi, this is my first ever bucky piece so I hope you enjoy. also, this is heavily based on the poem in 10 things o hate about you. 

send me in any and all requests. 

xo, 

isabella 

You hated James Buchanan Barnes.

You hated his cocky teasing and arrogant comments during training or the way he would always talk to you like you were a naive child. You hated how he always sounded much too confident, and sure of himself as he corrected your technique no matter how well you did.

You hated his stupid long hair, which fell in perfect waves he didn’t deserve and shined in the morning sunlight in its scruffy half-bun. You hated how he would eat breakfast with it dripping wetlands over the kite he tiles every morning, as he playfully shook it as you poured your coffee- flicking freezing drops of water all over you.

You hated how he drove like a maniac- weaving through traffic with his insufferably loud music blasting through the windows to any cars nearby. You hated when he sat next to you on the jets before a mission poking at your sides and stealing the weapons strapped across your body.

You hated how he would watch you train, like every move you made he was silently criticising as he watched each muscle through your body contract and expand. You hated when he would come and explain his criticism, placing his hands on yours and proving his point-over and over. Like you didn’t already know.

You hated how he wore the same black boots consistently- no matter the rest of his outfit- the obnoxiously loud stomping echoing through the compound’s corridors day and night. You hated his overly tight uniform which you were sure was uncomfortable but also provided a perfect distraction any time your eyes lingered too long.

You hated how he always seemed to know exactly what you were thinking, your mother always said you were an open book and Bucky just so happened to be an avid reader. You would scowl at his comments and act as if you didn’t care- but deep down you knew you did and so did he.

You hated how your stomach turned to knots when he whispered in your ear, or when he flustered over you after getting hurt on a mission. Suddenly the pain ceased to exist, because you were completely absorbed in his ocean blue eyes and conflicting feel of his arms wrapped around you.

You hated how he somehow simultaneously knew so much and so little at the same time. You hated how he would send shivers down your spine when he called you doll as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear to the tune of the slow-moving song you swayed to. You hated how then only days later he couldn’t see how perfect he was, how he would treat himself like he was worth anything less than anyone else on the team- like his past was any different to your own.

You hated how he would leave little notes around your room complementing you and filling you with false confidence and warm cheeked every time. You hated the lies- even if they left butterflies in your stomach every time you saw the scruffy blue paper folded carefully on your desk each morning.

You hated how he would sit next to you, arm around your shoulders during movie nights, making stupid little comments throughout the films – no matter the genre- all of which made you laugh and giggle at the childishness of it. You hated it even more when you watched horror films-which you’ve never liked- and he would keep a hand on you the entire time, silently protecting you from the fabricated monsters on the screen.

You hated when he left you alone, tear stained cheeks and sniffling mess after one rainy night tangled together under his baby blue sheets.  You hated the memory of the kisses which tasted like vodka and popcorn, and touches that felt like fire and ice covered your bodies. You hated the feeling of the Feather-light bruises which shadowed across your hips and thighs, faded all too quickly but you knew they were there.

You hated how after that night he left; a three-week mission earned you radio silence. Each second your heart broke a little more and when he finally returned the expressionless look as he didn’t even acknowledge your presence shattered the remaining pieces.

You hated that your heart stopped every time you heard his name, or when you saw a dark-haired stranger. You hated the smell of his cologne as you walked through the compound or the sound of his favourite film on movie nights. You hated the colour blue, no matter what it was- you hated the dress you wore that night you danced with him and the shirt you picked back up off his floor. You hated rainy nights and the smell of popcorn.

But most of all you hated how you couldn’t even hate him, not even with a single cell in your body did you hate James Buchannan Barnes, not even a little bit, not even at all.

[snarkystarkybby]

snarky starky bby’s masterlist

key. 

(F) - fluff 

(A) - angst

(TW..) - trigger warning check tags before reading 

HC’s 

concert with boyfriend peter (F)

babysitting Morgan (F)

ONESHOTS

now isn't our time (HEAVY TW- pregnancy) (A)

also, see below multi fics 

sweet like honey

ONESHOTS

Holidayze (F) 

also, see below multi fics

sweet like honey

ONESHOTS

Sugar and Spice (F)

not even a little bit (F) (A)

Sweet Like Honey 

peter parker x oc

see link for the introduction and below image for chapter links. 

PROLOGUE

ONE 

TWO 

[snarkystarkybby]

: sweet like honey : Peter Parker x oc.  /two/

Hi, 

sorry about the long wait but heres chapter 2. please please please send me some feedback or requests or anything. 

hope you enjoy xo. 

The night went perfectly, and every time Honey found herself slipping into a daydream about the annoyingly perfect specimen that was peter parker, a giant neon sign screaming ‘HES GOT A GIRLFRIEND’ lit up nice and clear- effectively ruining her daydreams and annoying her to no end.

As annoying that his perfect lips and soft freckles were, she found herself completely entranced by his silky-smooth voice telling the anecdotes from his European trip. It sounded almost too amazing and so Honey attempted to distract herself with the cheesy pasta and toasted bread in front of her.

It was a stupid plan because her sudden crush on her Aunt and Uncles’ favourite apprentice? Intern? (she wasn’t sure what he actually was, but it was currently irrelevant) was sending nervous signals throughout her whole body like lighting and she wasn’t sure if at any given second she would either collapse or combust. consuming anything that wasn't small sips of water seemed sickening.

Thankfully, she made it through dinner without embarrassing herself and she couldn’t have been more thankful when Morgan asked if they could have dessert. Honey leapt from her seat and rushed towards the kitchen, Morgan hot on her heels and chattering about something the older girl couldn’t quite focus on.

Honey knew exactly what was happening from the moment she stood up. Her heart was racing, her hands were both freezing cold and clammy and no matter how hard she tried her lungs seemed to repel all intake of oxygen. Her body slid down the counter and crouched on the floor and when she felt the gaze of her younger cousin she managed to gasp out,

“I’m fine morg- please don’t tell your mom” the girl nodded almost too calmly and pushed a cup of water towards Honey.

“Honey- Honey it’s okay this happens to dad sometimes just focus on something happy” for a seven-year-old Morgan was incredibly clever and understanding. Something about that hurt Honey- kids shouldn’t see this stuff.

It felt like a lifetime but in reality, it only took a few minutes for Honey’s heart to return to normal and oxygen to return to her lungs. She felt a rush of dizziness as she stood up, but she shook it off- this had happened before, she would get over it. Morgan sent her a sad smile as Honey neglected to mention the situation and just prepared the cupcakes onto a plate; which Morgan then happily carried out.

Pepper interrupted the conversation between the three as the girls walked back towards the table- cupcakes at the ready.

“is everything okay- what took so long” Honey’s panicked face gave it away buy no one seemed to comment on her lie,

“we had to trial our treats before we served it- it’s the rules of baking” Morgan seemed to realise what her cousin was doing and just nodded and smiled, helping to settle the tale. The little brunette girl handed everyone a cupcake before digging into one herself.

Honey wanted to eat it but the still ever so present nerves and overwhelming knowledge of her recent anxiety attack caused her stomach to turn and she decided that nausea and cupcake probably weren’t the best combination.

Food was finished and it was time for Morgan to go to sleep, she insisted that Peter took her to bed and he just smiled and whisked her away towards the elevator. Which was how Honey found herself sitting next to Tony on the sofa being at the receiving end of his worried glances.

“what really happened in the kitchen?” She couldn’t find it within herself so lie so instead she just looked away and shook her head,

‘it was nothing- it happens all the time” her stomach flipped as she spoke. She never spoke- to anyone, not about this at least.

“Okay if you’re sure. if you need to talk to someone, I know I’m not the most serious person but I can be- or Pep, just as long as you’re okay” He sounded so sincere but something within her said he was lying so she felt herself closing up even more. Something within her mind screamed retreat and so she did.

“I’m really sorry Morgan had to see that it won’t happen again, thank you for dinner but I don’t feel well I’m going to head up to bed” she stood up and walked out ignoring Tony’s cries for her to stop, politely thanking her aunt for dinner and getting into the elevator.

As she pressed the button and waited for her floor, she felt the tears welling up- she hated this, why did she have to cry like a baby at the drop of a hat. Somewhere between her self-pitying and destructive thoughts, the elevator doors opened. Standing on the other side was Peter dreamboat Parker staring directly towards her reddened cheeks and streaky mascara.

Her voice croaked slightly as she coughed before pushing back the hair which had fallen in front of her face,

“I’m so sorry I’m not feeling well-, but it was really nice to meet you”

He seemed frozen and confused which only fuelled her anxiety.

Perfect, now he’s going to remember her as Pepper’s emotionally unstable weirdo niece.

There goes any chance she ever had with him. Honey rushed through the halls to her room- dramatically tossing herself onto the too-soft-silky-sheets-from-heaven and attempted to relax and forget about the night.

At the same time, Peter made his way back downstairs to the living room to see Pepper walking away -to her office he presumes-  and Tony on the sofa, the look of confusion on his face told Tony all he needed to know. So, he figured to save Honey from any embarrassment and because it wasn’t his place to explain he told Peter she was having issues with a boy from her hometown which Peter accepted and didn’t mention again.

Tony couldn’t help but notice the slight falter in Peter’s demeanour, disappointment? Anger? Sadness? when he mentioned Honey and another boy in the same sentence so partially for his own curiosity and mostly because he actually cared he asked Peter about MJ, who Tony realised had conveniently been left out of any stories about his travels.

“talking about love lives how is Wednesday” Tony tried to keep it light-hearted, but the second MJ was mentioned Peter looked like he would breakdown and cry, instead he let out a sarcastic laugh and huffed,

“I thought it was perfect- I thought we were perfect” Peter slumped back into the sofa and  ran his fingers across the back of his neck,

“in the last week of the trip she seemed off and I got so worried I didn’t know what wrong-” Tony was hadn’t meant to interrupt peter, but his mouth moved quicker than his brain,

“oh god you didn’t knock her up did you” Peters's eyes widen, and he shook his head as if to say no, tony sighed.

“thank god I thought I was going to be a grandparent” he let out a worried laugh but still peter seemed uneasy.

“We got home early this morning and went straight to her apartment ‘cause her parents are out of town, and she just sat me down and said it had to be over” Tony’s stomach sunk- MJ and Peter had been together since their school trip to Europe before sophomore year and now almost three years later a trip to Europe together was their downfall. It had to be some sort of sick joke.

“she said that we should end on a high note because why waste a summer” peter wiped hot tears from his cheeks as she spoke,

“she’s moving away for college and I’m staying here, and it wouldn’t work- she said she needed to experience life by herself, no ties” Tony had his hand running soothingly up and down peters back as she spoke through sobs and shallow breaths,

“three years and all she could say was that I was tying her down”  Peter accepted Tony’s firm hug and retreated into his arms trying to calm himself down but after suppressing his emotions he had to let it out.

“you know what Pete, I know it hurts but I doubt it was an easy decision on her behalf- you have to accept her choice” “I-i just don’t want to replace her, ill never find someone else like her” “you don’t have to replace her- you just have to find someone who you love in a million different ways. she was your first love Pete; you’ll never forget her but someday you will find the girl who makes it hard to remember anyone but her”

“is Pepper your girl?”  Tony just nodded and smiled. Pepper was his girl and he wanted nothing more than for Peter to find his. The poor spider-kid deserved it after all.

Peter ended up staying the night after he and Tony binged watched Star Wars in an effort to lighten the mood- it worked for the most part.

And when he woke up on the sofa, cold toes and yawning to be met with the gorgeous caramel eyes and blonde messy bun he realised that maybe Tony was right. So, he sat there secretly watching Honey attempted to cook pancakes? Crepes? (he wasn’t sure) with Morgan who sat on the kitchen counter laughing at the older girls’ failed attempts to flip the food, he took note of her, how she smiled at every word Morgan would say or how her golden hair would be constantly pushed away from her face.

He hated the guilty feeling deep in his stomach he felt from just observing her- he had only just been dumped and was literally sobbing about it last night shouldn’t he feel sad at least. Tony had mentioned Honey having a boyfriend so he shouldn’t get too caught up on her for one it was creepy, and he was a mess -she didn’t need his damage.

“Hey Peter, you like pancakes?” her melodic voice pulled him from his thoughts, and he followed the sound,

“yeah sounds great”

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:sweet like honey: Peter Parker x oc /one/

Hey lovelies,

here’s chapter one, i hope you all fall in love with this story as much as i have. i honestly really love Honey and she is so different to all my other OC’s.

let me know what you think and send me requests, xo

isabella

Honey smiled as she sat at the vanity getting ready for the day, Morgan sat by her side copying her every motion. The seven-yr. old girl had been shadowing Honey’s every move since the second she arrived in the city year since they’d seen each other, and Morgan loved the older girl.

Morgan only had two blood-related cousins Honey and Bea, the little Stark idolised both of the girls since birth. Every birthday, Christmas, Easter and Thanksgiving Morgan would follow the girls until pepper would force her to leave them alone for even just 5 minutes. So, when she found out Honey was going to be living with them for the summer she almost exploded with excitement.

Honey had offered to look after her younger cousin for the summer, of course, Pepper and Tony assured her it wasn’t necessary. They could see the longing for distraction in Honey’s eye as she begged and agreed on the premise that she took at least a few days a week for herself which seemed to be a fair compromise. So, Honey spent her days playing dress up and spending every dollar she owned on Morgan’s new complete family set of build-a-bear’s.

One her days alone Honey scoured the city in secret for apartments and jobs. Which was becoming increasingly difficult, seeing as she couldn’t let her Aunt find out what she was doing? Honey was determined to do this alone. Her entire life she had never done anything herself, every moment of her was planned for or by Bea and her parents by not this.

College was her fresh start. Not a single person at college knew about Bea or how her parents had become after she was gone. Nobody would send her pitying glances and mutter insincere “I’m so sorry” when really, she just wanted to forget.

The day she received her letter from Columbia with a full academic scholarship was the best day of her life in the worst year possible. Pepper had been so excited when she called and found out her niece was moving to the city, and out of the tiny town which Pepper knew was destroying the girl from the outside in.

The entire town was painted with memories of Bea. Honey had spent seventeen years living as a half, and then in the blink of an eye, she was alone. Sometimes the fragility of life had a way of sneaking up on you. It was barely three weeks into the summer before senior year when Bea was rushed into the ER. Stage 4 Leukemia, treatment was possible but almost undeniably inconclusive. She remembers lying in the creaky hospital bed arms wrapped around her sleeping sister and listening to the soft sobs of her mom in the hall on the phone to Aunt Pepper. It felt wrong. This kind of thing didn’t happen to people like her. The warm air and sounds of cicadas were suddenly eerily unnerving.

On the last day in the hospital Bea made Honey promise to help her escape, and so with a not so carefully executed plan they sisters escaped the hospital and made it to the small lake outside of town by sunset. Later that night just after 7 Honey tried to stay strong as she held Bea’s hand and watched her parents sniffle silently as her sister took one last trembling breath.

Pepper hated seeing the effects of Bea’s death on Honey. The blonde girl sat in the spare room- refusing to even enter her once shared bedroom, in such a catatonic state that it took Pepper hours to even get her to eat a few spoons of soup and shower.

Honey didn’t move for the remainder of the summer, her mother barely dragged her out the house for the funeral. Getting out of the town was the best possible thing she could have done.

Currently, Honey and Morgan were walking hand in hand both holding an ice-cream in their empty hands around central park. Honey had learnt from when Morgan was very young that surprisingly Central Park was one of her favourite places. Tony and Pepper had a busy day of meetings and such before tonight Honey would finally be meeting the famous Peter Parker.

Tony’s all-but-actually-adopted-son who worked for him in the labs. Pepper had promised that Honey and Peter would get along great considering they were the same age. Although Honey was worried, she had never been good at meeting new people. Although due to peters absence for the first three weeks of summer Morgan seemed excited to see him.

From what Honey was able to find out about him, Peter had gone backpacking around Europe with his long-term girlfriend MJ as soon as they had graduated. It seemed exciting, Honey had always wanted to travel but she could never go alone- the thought alone terrified her.

Morgan spent all day telling Honey about Peter, to the point where she almost didn’t want to meet the guy.

“Ooh, one-time peter and I went to the movies and he dropped all the popcorn on the floor and when he was trying to clean it up, he slipped and fell over”

“Dad and peter tricked mommy and she got so mad that peter fainted”

“dad keeps a playlist of all the times peters done dumb stuff and FRIDAY filmed it”

Peter this peter that.

From what Honey could gather Peter was a clumsy, nerd type who she could image probably wore sweater vests and broken glasses. Something told her they weren’t going to get along. As much as Honey was playfully teased that she was a nerd by Bea, she had never gotten along with the above-average intelligence types.

In high school honey still had really good grades but she was also a cheerleader and typically stayed in the more popular crowd, thanks to Bea. So forgive her for being a little presumptuous, nerdy type just thought they knew everything as usually attributed her blonde hair and pom-poms to her being nothing but an airhead infatuated with lip gloss and boys.

So when tony had announced peter was coming for dinner she was less than impressed, but of course, put on a happy face for him. It’s the least she could do.

Tony was kind of the dream uncle every kid wanted. He always showed up to family events late, with extravagant gifts in hand and a super cool excuse. Honey couldn’t remember the last birthday or Christmas when she hadn’t gotten the latest and greatest toy or anything else, she could imagine. Her favourite memory as a kid was the three weeks, she and Bea would spend with Aunt Pepper every summer, but eventually, once Pepper moved in with Tony he would be there too.

By mid-afternoon, the girls were back at the tower and were currently tiding up Morgan’s room by order of Pepper and the oh-so-scary-early-bedtime-threat. They cleaned up and whilst Morgan was watching TV, honey went upstairs to grab the small shoebox from underneath the bed and place the small memorabilia from the day inside.

Each summer, since she was child Honey, kept her summer box. She kept everything in there- photos, receipts, movie tickets, dried flowers, friendship bracelets, notes she had passed at camp- essentially anything. Today it was a receipt for the ice-cream in the park and a small polaroid the girls had taken under a tree where they had lunch.

Morgan was complaining he was bored and since they still had almost two hours until anyone would be home Honey suggested they baked some cupcakes to have as dessert.

When pepper arrived home to see Honey and Morgan dancing to Disney music in the kitchen, the icing on both their faces and sprinkles lining the floor she couldn’t help but smile and run her finger through the neon pink icing before plopping it in her mouth.

“mmm this is really good, what’s the occasion why the cupcakes and kitchen parties” by now Morgan and jumped into peppers arms to welcome her home and tell her all about the day and Honey took the chance to finish icing the cakes before tidying up.

“Hey, where’s Tony?” Pepper who was listening to Morgan’s story about the crazy duck lady at the park to answer,

“oh he’s gone to pick peter up they should be here soon- maybe ten minutes or so” Honey was frantic, ten minutes??? She was covered in icing.

“oh my god I have to get changed, I have icing in my hair” Pepper laughed and called after her that it was okay-Peter wasn’t going to care. She refused to meet the boy for the first time with neon pink icing in her hair and workout leggings on.

So she frantically washed out the icing before drying just that one section of hair, quickly reapplying her makeup and chucking on her favourite jeans and a floral crop top that was nice but still casual enough. She ran a brush through her hair before pulling it back into a loose half-up style, then bouncing out into the hallway.

She was tense, Honey hated meeting new people and meeting new people in the presence of adults- that you knew- was even worse. So, when she walked into the open style living/dining/ kitchen area and saw the curly-haired figure whose back was to her was almost sure she would faint. Its been known to happen.

“ah here she is, Underoos… Meet Mine and Pepper’s niece- Honey”

“uh hey I’m Peter, Peter Parker” her mouth went dry and her throat felt like it closed completely but somehow, she managed to choke out,

“its nice to finally meet you, Morgan’s told me plenty” he smiled at the mention of the girl who Honey only just noticed was practically standing on his feet. If his dorky smile and smooth caramel-like voice weren’t enough to make her freeze the tight light wash jean cut-off’s and well-tailored and perfectly well unbuttoned navy-blue shirt sent her mind into a frenzy. She was screwed. He was gorgeous- and taken.

This was just her luck.

[snarkystarkybby]

:sweet like honey:  Peter Parker x oc

____________prologue___________

hi all, 

Welcome to the very first little introduction of my new peter parker x oc series sweet like honey. now, this is just a tiny snippet to introduce you to the character dynamics and such. please feel free to send in any questions or suggestions for the story. 

xo, 

isabella 

Honeybees never sleep, they spend nights motionless to conserve energy.

She stood there motionless, unable to concentrate on anything but the brunette in the creaky hospital bed for almost an entire summer. This was not how her life was supposed to play out. She had spent her whole life as one half of a whole and suddenly within a few short months her the other half had diminished to nothing but memories and photographs.

______

The constant buzz of the city was surprisingly soothing, and she found herself not missing the incessant cawing of birds or the occasional lawnmower mixed with the sounds of suburbia. The overly soft king-size bed and silky sheets were a substantial upgrade from her old rigid single bed and scratchy blankets. Not to mention the view overlooking the city was a million-dollar upgrade from the usual sight of the dry lawn and overgrown daisies.

The sounds from the floors below made her smile and her soft footsteps followed the sizzling pans and murmuring over steaming cups of bitter coffee.

“morning Honey” she relaxed onto the wooden stool at watched as her Aunt and Uncle danced around each other in the overly large kitchen accompanied by the whistling kettle and laughter of Morgan watching the cartoons in the living room.

“Morning Tony, morning Aunt Pepper” Honey smiled, and Pepper placed a soft kiss on her temple and Tony pushed a warm mug of coffee in her direction. She took a sip and placing it down in perfect time before she felt the small hands wrap around her and looked down to see the smiling girl still dressed in purple pyjamas.

“good morning to you miss Morgan” The excited girl who was giving her almost too tight cuddles on her lap had quickly become her favourite way to wake up.

“guess what”

“what” She genuinely was interested in what Morgan was going to tell her, the little firecracker of a child always had a way of surprising Honey.

“I had a dream that you, me and Bea were riding on unicorns to a magic mermaid island” there’s that pang of hurt again but she smiled past it and kept her I’m-so-intrigued-In-this-story-from-a-child-face.

Breakfast was served and the mismatched family of four sat around the too large table keeping the small talk smooth before Honey offered to clean up and everyone dispersed.

Marigold ‘Honey’ Miller was never the girl who everyone spoke about. She stayed quiet and wrote her jumbled thoughts in the small notebooks she carried. Masked by a golden curtain of pin-straight hair and caramel eyes. The hopeless romantic who spent more time daydreaming and reading than actually talking to people.

Even though school wasn’t starting until September Honey’s boxes and bags were packed the day before summer started and then was on the train by 6am the next day.

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:sweet like honey:  Peter Parker x oc

How can you mend a heart when yours is already shattered. 

When Honey moved to the city to live with her Aunt for the summer before college she didn't plan for her life to change. All she wanted was to escape the confines of her small town and the ghost of her sister. Instead, she found someone just as broken as she was- and the perfect remedy to fix both of them. 

 Main character introductions 

Marigold “Honey” Rae Miller 

“someone will ache for your soul... wait for them” 

Peter Benjamin Parker 

“you don’t understand. it's not that he cant love. its that he’s too afraid” 

[snarkystarkybby]

HEY ALL,

It’s been a while sorry about that but I’m going to be setting up for my new peter Parker x reader series today so get excited.

Also I’m still waiting on some requests and such for imagines, headcannons anything really.

Xo,

Isabella ✨

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Hi all

Isabella here, I was wondering if anyone here would be interested in a college age peter Parker x Oc series ??? I’ve got a few ideas and plot lines but I just want to know if anyone would read it???

Please please please and dme through any ideas for this or any requests in general xo

Love you all

Isabella xo

[snarkystarkybby]

Sugar and Spice. Natasha Romanoff x reader

Hi all, 

juts another Lil sweet fluffy story for yall, 

please send me requests xo 

isabella x

It had been a hard mission. Civilians were hurt, Clint was hurt and Nat felt like it had been her fault. If she had of just looked a little harder, thought faster, maybe nobody would have gotten hurt. After a sleepless night of tossing and turning in the ever-so-slightly-too-soft-sheets, she decided to clear her mind by going on a walk through the city.

It was barely dawn but the streets were already bustling with the early risers and late-nighters and Natasha took in everything. The sounds of sirens and the early morning traffic, the sour smells of the city and underlying sent of coffee which roamed the streets and lingered in small cafes and takeaway cups.

The tiny hole in the wall bakery was a blink and you miss type place. Something about the buttery yellow painted bricks and the hand-drawn decals on the glass captured her attention and she found herself pushing open the door and smiling at the tinkering of the bell.

“just a minute” the sweet voice called out from far behind the counter and Nat could barely make out the hair twisted up delicately into a messy bun with a pin stuck through. As you turned around Natasha smiled at the small speck of flour? Across your cheek which you bashfully wiped off as you greeted her.

“Morning, what can I get you?” Your infectious smile and cheery tone were unexpected for so early but definably not unwelcomed, she found herself matching your smile as she ordered,

“oh uh just a black tea, and um whatever you recommend” in all honesty she didn’t care what she ate, everything looked amazing it was like every single pastry was a piece of handcrafted art and she was sure if you had created it would taste like heaven. Someone and gorgeous and warm as the girl in front of her couldn’t possibly be capable of baking a bad pastry.

You just smiled your mouth going dry at the beautiful woman in front of you. Your mind attempted to keep the focus on making her order, by keeping the small talk flowing smoothly between you it stopped you from getting too caught up in the ruby haired goddess. Nat was thankful for you talkative nature because no matter how hard she tried, the normally composed redhead, couldn’t think straight anytime you looked at her and smiled.

“you know it’s nice seeing someone so early, my first customer typically doesn’t arrive until 7 ish”

“why do you open so early then” She enquired as Nat glanced back to the door where it clearly stated the Sugar and Spice Patisserie opened every day at 6am.

“Because the first ones are always the most intriguing, here’s your order…”

“Natasha”

“well Natasha, I hope you enjoy”

“I’m sure I will” you watched as she eyed for a name badge, which you never wore, being the boss and all you made the rules,

“Y/N, I’m Y/N”

“Nice to meet you Y/N”  she called out softly, as the beautiful redhead walked out the door and something within you screamed for not getting her number or Instagram or something to at least be able to contact her by. Because you would be dammed if you never saw that stunning redheaded angel ever again.

It was hardly long before you saw each other again and eventually, Tasha, who you had nicknamed her (it made her stomach flutter every time it would pass by your lips)  became your most regular customer. Every morning just after you would flip your handmade sign from closed to open, she would walk through and order her black tea and your daily recommendation.

Each day you would hand her the steaming cup and a different pastry for her to try, and you two would chat whilst she sipped and ate, and you finished up the last few batches of the delicacy you were creating.

Your ongoing routine went on for months and eventually she asked if you wanted to catch a movie and dinner, which typically you would turn down dates but as she said the words your knees felt like jelly and the words “yes’ came out a little too quick and too enthusiastic for you to even hold a slither of dignity.

That afternoon you closed the café early and spent a decent two hours trying on every possible outfit you owned. Tasha had only ever seen you in your work outfits which were always paired with a messy bun and flour-covered apron.

When she knocked at your small apartments’ door to you with your hair down and curled, in a flowy white dress and jean jacket her jaw almost physically dropped. You invited her in and quickly scurried off to put on the final touches of your makeup and grab your purse. 

Natasha smiled as sure looked around your apartment, it was everything she expected. Bright colours, soft pillows and polaroids you who she assumed was your friends and family. She spotted a few small house plants and the knitted blanket thrown across your sofa, which she remembered you telling her about and how you had spent all of the winter learning how to knit only to not finish the blanket until mid-summer when it was rendered useless. She smiled at the memory.

The pair of you walked ate at a small Italian restaurant before heading to the cinema to watch,

“whatever you want to see” you shook your head at how sweet Natasha was but you insisted she chose so I the end you watched the lasted comedy film and shared popcorn and soda. When you arrived back to your apartment and it took hardly half an hour before you two were sitting cross-legged laughing at the silly story about Natasha friend Steve, wine glasses in each of your hand and both of you slightly tipsy.

After exactly three more dates and an accidental hook up you and Natasha became official, she explained who she was, and you scolded yourself for not realises sooner but it hardly changed anything. She still came in each morning sometimes with a friend (not going to lie you fangirled a little when you met THE CAPTAIN AMERICA. Your 9-yr. old self was screaming with excitement)

She was your favourite customer, best friend and girlfriend. Not a single part of you could understand how you had become so lucky to have her, but you would be dammed if you ever let her go. Natasha, on the other hand, had finally found and accepted her happiness, in the small yellow Sugar and Spice Patisserie. Something within her thanked the sour smells of the city and early morning traffic for directing her straight to the love of her life, and the future she would have with you- flour-covered cheeks and all.  

[snarkystarkybby]

Going to a concert with Peter. headcanon

hey all, 

another short one so I hope you enjoy. also, this is trash I’m so sorry 

please send me some requests, i really wanna know what you would like to read  xo 

·     Your favourite band was going on tour and you were insanely excited

·     Peter being the loving boyfriend he was didn’t mind your rambling about how excited you were

·     The only problem was tickets were SO expensive and your weekend job at a local café didn’t pay much

·     The day after tickets were released peter left an envelope in your locker

·     You rolled your eyes he often left cheesy little love letters in your locker only because you have expressed how cheesy they were

·     He liked to annoy you

·     It was sweet

·     You opened it to see the tickets

·     You cried

·     Peter was some top tier level boyfriend shit

·     But also, you were furious

·     They cost so much

·     He should not be spending that much money on you

·     You were pleasantly annoyed

·     After thanking him a million times over you scolded him for the cost

·     He shook his head and explained that tony owed him one anyway

·     You doubted that tony was just a sucker and peter knew it

·     Tony also loved you too

·     A few months later and the day of the concert was here

·     You had spent months finding the perfect outfit and then all day with peter listening to the band's albums and getting ready

·     Which actually consisted of him lying in his pyjamas all day on your bed

·     While you rushed around messing with your hair and makeup

·     All whilst brushing off peter’s comments about how

·      “you don’t need any of that stuff anyway”

·      Pffft as if you were going to listen to him, you were about to see the guys who 12yr old Y/N was convinced she would marry.

·      It was stressful

·      The tickets were perfect, and you were right in front of the stage

·      Peter loved watching you sing loud enough to every song not missing a single lyric, and dancing, jumping around to the beat

·      The lights and the music and the band were a perfect atmosphere and as much as the music was good, he couldn’t take his eyes off you and your beaming smile.  

·      Even after it finished you couldn’t stop talking about how great it was. you thanked him again a million times over

·      It was one of the best nights of your life

[snarkystarkybby]

Now isn't our time. Peter Parker x reader

Hey all, 

this one is a little heavy so beware. TW for teen pregnancy, abortion and stuff like that. don't read if that not for you. its a bit of a long one. 

i feel like this one if very raw and its base don a true story (not my own but a close friend) so understand I tried to make it realistic as possible 

other than that thanks for readIng, i love you all 

xo 

isabella

also. don't forget I take requests so let me know what you would like to read. 

It was impossible to stop the steady flow of salty tears which slipped down your too-warm cheeks. Trailing down to be soaked up by the loose material of your shirt. This type of thing just didn’t happen to girls like you. It was hard to understand how your life could change so rapidly in less than 3 minutes. 180 seconds was all it took to determine your future. Peter would be mortified. You were both barely 17 and apparently idiots too. There was always options of course, and you were sure peter would support your choice. That’s if he ever wanted to speak to you again.

It felt like a bad dream, and in all honesty, you didn’t even know how it happened. You were on birth control; the same one you had been on since your fourteenth birthday and Peter was always so cautions to use protection. You hadn’t missed a day in months so it can’t be that. There was no possible explanation, you were just unlucky.

It took exactly three days of peters concerned “are you okay?” and sideways glances, trying to calculate why on earth you were so distant and spaced out. He mentally checked every possible anniversary, birthday or event that could have caused your sudden shift in emotions, but nothing made sense.

“I don’t know what to do” Tony had been worried about how distracted Peter had been and it took less than 3 minutes of trying to coax it out of him before the boy spilt and started rambling on about how Y/N had been acting weird.

“maybe it’s that time of the month” tony tried to make him feel better, girls were complicated- initially he suggested asking his Aunt, but peter denied, announcing that it had been a solid rule of his to not bring aunt May into his girl problems. Not ones like this at least.  Peter left he tower that night and went straight to Y/n’s apartment, he knew her parents were rarely home before 10pm anyway so when he swung through the girl's window, he wasn’t prepared for the scene in front of him.

There sat his girlfriend, hair messy and tears streaming down her face. Laptop screen illuminating the room with explicit instructions for how to do a safe abortion at home, 8 pills in hand and a terrified look in her eyes which made Peter want to cry at the first sight.

“wh-what are you doing” his voice was shaky, and he sounded more unsure than he ever had in his life, the scared look of being caught, she sent him was chilling to the bone. She opened her mouth to reply but no sound came out except for the loud sobs ratting through her body.

“I’m so-so sorry, i-I didn’t kno-w what to do. I was sc-scared” He knocked the pills from her hand and pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her hair and softly murmuring that it was going to be okay. Truthfully, Peter had no idea if it was going to be okay at all.

He convinced her that no matter the choice she was making he needed her to do it safely, so they closed the laptop, flushed the pills and emptied the boiling bathwater. Peter managed to get a warm washcloth to wipe Y/N’s face with and he softly detangled her hair with his fingers and tied it into a loose braid, just like Aunt May had taught him.

That night neither of them slept for long, they just laid silently in your bed arms wrapped tightly around each other, as if either one could disappear at any moment. Morning came and peter left a message with aunt may explain that he had come to yours to study and you both fell asleep, before calling Tony and asking if he could talk to him- and that it was serious.

Sometime between the non-existent sleep and the morning, Peter had convinced you that tony could help. He had money and peter was sure under these circumstances he could keep a secret. Peter trusted him and in reality, you had no option. Your parents could never know about this and Aunt May didn’t need any more stress.

You sat there on the bus hand in hand with peter, but a heavy silence between you. This was for the best; you were still children yourself and neither of you had the emotional maturity or funds to raise a child. Maybe not now, maybe in 5 years after college when you were adults with jobs and a home you could bring a child into the world.  Now was not your time.

The bus ride seemed longer than every other time peter had dragged you to the Avenger’s Tower to meet Tony, then to have dinner and then because Tony insisted on Peter bringing a date to some fancy party. You didn’t mind, it was nice to see this whole other side of your typically shy nerdy boyfriend who became a literal superhero when he was here.

Tony was worried, to say the least, peter’s call was defiantly strange and very vague, and the fact that he said that he and Y/N needed help was even more concerning. A million thoughts rushed through his mind be he assured himself it was probably nothing and they just wanted some money or to borrow one of his houses for some sort of teen spring break holiday.

But when they walked out the elevator his manic pacing abruptly stopped, and he took in the worse for wear the appearance of the teens. Peter’s red, sunken eyes and messy hair with his arm protectively wrapped around Y/N who looked like she was going to hurl. Without words, Tony almost knew what they were going to say.

“Y/n’s pregnant” tony felt the air being sucked from his lungs, be he stayed silent and let peter continue, “Please, tony we need your help, Y/N’s parents can’t know, and Aunt May is too stressed with work and life for this right now. You’re the only help we have”  Tony nodded mechanically, his heart ached for his all-but-legally-adopted son and his girlfriend who in the many times he had met was a lovely girl who looked at peter like his hung the moon and all the stars.

“Okay, what do you need”

It took any a few hours for Tony and Peter to be sitting in the waiting room if the med bay waiting for the procedure to happen. Tony hadn’t questioned or judged the decision they had made, he supported them- he agreed now wasn’t the time for them. A tense silence hung in the air before a tear fell from peters cheek and he took a shaky breath.

“she tried to do it herself” Tony’s eyes snapped towards the boy and he absorbed everything the boy was doing and saying.

“I went to see her when I left last night and found her, bathwater run and pills in hand. She was sobbing hysterically whilst reading some dodgy website telling her what to do. She was so scared when I found her. I-I don’t even know how it happened were always so careful” he pulled peter into his arms and told him it would be okay.

After Y/n came out tony suggested they stayed at the tower for a night or two, it was a FRIDAY anyway and Peter was covered telling aunt may he was staying with tony all weekend to work and Y/N told her parents she was staying at a friends place.

Eventually, they accepted what had happened, tony made peter promise he would eventually tell aunt may, which he did about a month later. As horrible as the situation was it set a lot of things into perspective for both Peter and Y/N, it brought them closer for starters. You never kept secrets anymore and peter was thankful. It was almost 3 months until the pair of you go further than a heated make out. But all in all, it made you both realise how much you loved each other, and that you couldn’t wait for the day when you were much much older but were ready and you have a family together. It would happen, but not this time.

[snarkystarkybby]

Thank you so much lovely xo

Cookie milkshakes and cuddles Peter Parker x Reader

babysitting morgan with peter headcanons. 

 .  Pepper and Tony were going on a much-needed date night

·       Well actually you convinced them to go on a date night

·       You and peter volunteered to babysit so fast

·       Morgan was all for it

·       Pepper was pretty chill

·       “just get her to bed by 7- no ice-cream or candy after 5”

·       Tony was a wreck

·       He gave you both a four-page list of emergency numbers

·       he has a million questions

·       Its not that he didn’t trust you

·       He didn’t trust Morgan and her convincing puppy dog eyes

·       Finally, they left

·       Morgan wanted to play café

·       You and peter sat at a too-small table smiling and laughing

·       Morgan served up very seriously plastic cake

·       And rea cookies she snuck out of the fridge

·       Peter spat put his ‘milkshake’

·       It was water and crushed up cookie

·       Morgan thought it was hilarious

·       After   playcafé she insisted on hide and seek

·       She got upset because peter cheated

·       He hid upside down on the roof

·       You and Morgan attacked him with tickles

·       Although Morgan really wanted to cook dinner, she settled on pizza and a movie

·       She refused to watch anything that wasn’t Moana

·       You couldn’t resist singing along and dancing with her

·       You had to admit tony was right when he said her laughs were the cutest

·       Morgan fell asleep on peters lap

·       It was too cute

·       You and peter both fell asleep, wrapped up in a blanket and Morgan between you

·       Pepper and tony couldn’t stop smiling when they got home

[snarkystarkybby]

Cookie milkshakes and cuddles Peter Parker x Reader

babysitting morgan with peter headcanons. 

 .  Pepper and Tony were going on a much-needed date night

·       Well actually you convinced them to go on a date night

·       You and peter volunteered to babysit so fast

·       Morgan was all for it

·       Pepper was pretty chill

·       “just get her to bed by 7- no ice-cream or candy after 5”

·       Tony was a wreck

·       He gave you both a four-page list of emergency numbers

·       he has a million questions

·       Its not that he didn’t trust you

·       He didn’t trust Morgan and her convincing puppy dog eyes

·       Finally, they left

·       Morgan wanted to play café

·       You and peter sat at a too-small table smiling and laughing

·       Morgan served up very seriously plastic cake

·       And rea cookies she snuck out of the fridge

·       Peter spat put his ‘milkshake’

·       It was water and crushed up cookie

·       Morgan thought it was hilarious

·       After   playcafé she insisted on hide and seek

·       She got upset because peter cheated

·       He hid upside down on the roof

·       You and Morgan attacked him with tickles

·       Although Morgan really wanted to cook dinner, she settled on pizza and a movie

·       She refused to watch anything that wasn’t Moana

·       You couldn’t resist singing along and dancing with her

·       You had to admit tony was right when he said her laughs were the cutest

·       Morgan fell asleep on peters lap

·       It was too cute

·       You and peter both fell asleep, wrapped up in a blanket and Morgan between you

·       Pepper and tony couldn’t stop smiling when they got home

[snarkystarkybby]

Holidayze.  Tony stark x reader

hey all, 

this is really short, so I’m sorry about that but this is my first ever marvel imagine like no series so I’m a little nervous. i hope you enjoy

 xo. 

isabella 

“That’s it. I’m done drinking.”

“You said that yesterday−you’re literally drinking as we speak!” the amusement in Tony’s voice wasn’t lost on you,

“you’ve kinda caught me on a technicality there”

“you’re an idiot” you couldn’t help but match his smile as he shook his head playfully at your attempt to drink a cocktail whilst lying down, without spilling it all over yourself.

“ah yes but an idiot who’s on holiday- in Bora Bora”

The salty air and harsh bite of the sun were exactly what you wanted when you requested a holiday, Tony had been more than happy to take a few days off and lounge around with you in nothing but a swimsuit. You rolled your eyes at the thought of that,

“you know Tones, I bet you the only reason you chose a tropical holiday so you could perv on me the whole time”

“maybe I just like the beach” you send him a knowing look before he smirked,

“and maybe I also like your ass”

“aww so romantic I like your ass too” his false annoyance as you placed sloppy kisses on his face wore off quickly and the sweet moment was interrupted by the loud shrill of his phone.

You tried not to be annoyed, he did own and run a multibillion-dollar company, but this holiday was supposed to be work-free. You stood up from the cabana on the small private beach he had rented for the week, it was late afternoon so the sun wasn’t as harsh but still left you with a marvellous tan, which you were looking forward taking back to New York with you.

By the time you made it to the house you turned to see tony walking back up towards you as well, you downed the rest of your Pina colada and went to change out of the swimsuit that was currently a little too sticky thanks to the other drinks of which you spilt down your front. Much to Tony’s amusement.

“Hey baby, where’d you go” five minutes on a phone call and he already sounded stressed,

“just getting changed”

“where are we going”

“Bold of you to assume I’m putting clothes on”

“that sounds like seeming I could get behind” By now you descended the stairs in a summery loose-fitting outfit and smirked,

“oh, I’m sure you would but we have plans”

The plans consisted of an overly cheesy sunset picnic which consisted of a little too much champagne on your part and not quite enough picnic-ing. You sat there soaking up the last of the sun’s warm rays with the love of your life shea din your lap, your fingers dancing gracefully through his tousled hair and something in you wondered if this could get any better.

[snarkystarkybby]

Prompts

Hey all, feel free to request an imagine with either your own imaginative ideas or using one of the prompts from here. 

xo, isabella 

1.     “Ma’am, is this your dog?”

2.    “No, it’s really not that complicated. He’s a bad person.”

3.    “Hey… what’s wrong with your face?”

4.     “Ah yes, come in. Close the door behind you.”

5.    “How could you do this to me?”

6.    “Um, sorry. That one’s not for sale.”

7.    “You’ve got thirty seconds to explain to me what you’re doing here.”

8.    “Ain’t nobody ever told you who your real daddy is?”

9.    “I know this may be hard to believe, but I’m on your side.”

10.“Never heard of that being used as a murder weapon before.”

11.  “Just sit around and cry, then. I don’t have that luxury.”

12.“I’m sorry. I thought you were someone else.”

13.“That’s the nice thing about telling the truth. You don’t have nearly as much to keep track of.”

14.“Of course, we’re best friends. No one else would put up with our shenanigans.”

15.“That’s the least of your worries.”

16.“You look a lot different from your profile picture.”

17.“Do you trust me?”

18.“You found it on the beach? You know, when most people take a walk on the beach, they pick up seashells.”

19. “I haven’t tried this on a human yet, but it should be very similar.”

20.“What? I meant it as a compliment.”

21.“Who put this in my coat pocket?”

22.“I can’t do this anymore.”

23.“I know you did your best, but it just wasn’t enough.”

24.“Even if I could stop it, I wouldn’t.”

25.“You have got to see this.”

26.“Guess who made the evening news?”

27.“I don’t really think of myself as a thief…”

28.“Are you just going to keep walking by my house or are you going to come in?”

29.“We do things a little differently in the 21st century.”

30.“Please return to your assigned seat.”

31.“Dude. It’s 3 in the morning.”

32.“I can’t believe I used to think he was attractive.”

33.“Actually, you are speaking to the manager.”

34.“Where are your clothes?”

35.“I can’t believe I’m telling you this.”

36.“I should have told you this a long time ago.”

37.“I am only telling the truth when I say that you have not behaved completely as a gentleman in this matter.”

38.“I thought we were friends!”

39.“That’s not a good look.”

40.“It’s a genetic trait, but it’s exceptionally rare.”

41.“I love you, but I don’t even think I know who you really are.”

42.“She’s evil, but she does have a point there.”

43.“I didn’t know you could talk.”

44.“Sweetie, what were you thinking?”

45.“What makes you think it was an accident?”

46.“Sorry. You’re the first person I’ve spoken to in ten years.”

47.“I don’t suppose you’ve got a blowtorch around here?”

48.“I know you’re here. You may as well show yourself.”

49.“Get a job!”

50.“This isn’t going to be a typical best man speech.”

51.“According to this, you owe them eighty thousand dollars.”

52.“We thought at first that it was part of the performance.”

53.“It’s been a while since I’ve seen y’all in church.”

54.“I would break his thumbs right now if I could.”

55.“Why are you helping me?”

56.“That’s the worst reason I’ve ever heard to have a baby.”

57.“I didn’t even recognize you!”

58.“I told you not to read that.”

59.“Put the turkey down.”

60.“I didn’t ask to be abducted.”

61.“That’s the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard.”

62.“Where did you learn how to do that?”

63.“Are you banned from all Taco Bells or just that Taco Bell?”

64.“I thought you had him!”

65.“Humility is not one of my many virtues.”

66.“How can you stand living here?”

67.“She’s young, fertile, and from a good family. What more do you need to know?”

68.“Sometimes being a total geek pays off.”

69.“You don’t have the correct paperwork.”

70.“Careful not to break the—oh.”

71.“I wasn’t going to say anything, but yeah.”

72.“I’d love to help, but I want to keep all of my money in case I want to spend it on other things.”

73.“Well, aren’t you the cutest little thing?”

74.“Why is that your password?”

75.“Please don’t use sarcasm. It confuses me.”

76.“After we lost you, things just weren’t the same.”

77.“If you were logical you would’ve killed me already.”

78.“Well, that could’ve gone better.”

79.“Sometimes I feel like she’s still at my side.”

80.“We’ve been waiting for two hours.”

81.“Your services are no longer required.”

82.“I feel like we’ve met before…”

83.“Does he hit you?”

84.“Yes, it’s a questionable line of work, but I’m good at it.”

85.“She’s in the building.”

86.“Wow! It’s an honour to meet you.”

87.“This used to be a great country, but people like you are destroying it.”

88.“I’m cured. I swear.”

89.“My chances of living to a ripe old age are unfortunately excellent.”

90.“Let’s face it, you don’t exactly blend in.”

91.“Forgive me if I’m misreading things, but do you want to make out?”

92.“The next time you shoot a guy, don’t do it on national television.”

93.“We’ll need to take a blood sample to be sure.”

94.“Sometimes, you just gotta panic.” “No? No, I don’t think that’s helpful actually.”

95.“Sometimes I do stupid things. Sometimes they even work.”

96.My superpowers are my wings. My weakness is salmonella.”

[snarkystarkybby]

Requesting rules

this is gonna be very basic so if there is anything you are unclear about do not hesitate to message me.

HOW TO REQUEST

click the ask me anything button and send away but please note,

when requesting a ship  

please give me some information about yourself, for example:

I have long light brown hair and one blue eye one green/brown eye. I’m from Australia and I’m always humming and singing and I love shopping. I’m A little obsessed with makeup. I love the beach but hate the sand and my favorite food is Ice cream. I'm always very happy and I’m a very optimistic person and I always get what I want.

DO NOT JUST SAY CAN I PLEASE HAVE A SHIP AND NOTHING ELSE THIS FRUSTRATES ME TO NO END ARGGG

WHEN REQUESTING AN IMAGINE

please be specific. don’t just say could you and characters A x B  imagine, please.  like what am I going to write about with this please give me a situation or something, for example,

could you please write a character A imagine where they go on a cute date full of fluffy moments.

Things i feel comfortable writing/ talking about. (e.g. you can request this stuff)

- triggering topics (to an extent) please message me if you are unsure

- LGBTQ relationships and another kind of relationship that ist heterosexual I may not be able to write it to my best of my ability but I will try

-  smut/ NSFW I’m cool with this type of stuff like it won’t be the best but ill try.

- the normal stuff like fuffy stuff e.g. Blank and there imprint having a cute movie date type thing

Topics I do not feel comfortable writing about (EG. DONT REQUEST THIS STUFF)

- BDSM relationships, especially in smut/ NSFW, imagine this stuff makes me feel really uncomfortable so if it is requested I will politely tell you that your request had been deleted.

- crossovers this blog is strictly MARVEL that's thats how I like it.

- pedophilia or type relationships/pairings. NO STARKER 

-incest ie. NO THORKI

There are probably others that i can't remember so if i get a request that i don’t feel comfortable writing i have all the right to say no and not write it i will always explain why i am not going to write it though.

this list will grow as times goes on but for now thanks for all the love and support guys

xoxo,

Isabella