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fairy-geek-ackerman · 2 years ago

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THANK YOU ITS SO CUTE I LOVE IT TYSM

— ISN'T SHE LOVELY

— PAIRING: Mama!Kate Bishop x fem!reader

— SUMMARY: Kate accidentally slips up and tells the team about the family she was hiding from them.

— WORD COUNT: 4.2k

— WARNINGS: i don't think there's curse words but i'm not sure, parent!au, kate bishop being MOTHER, probably bad (i'm sorry)

— REQUESTED BY: @fairy-geek-ackerman, thanks for the request!

Ever since she was a kid, Kate wanted to be an Avenger. She never thought it would actually happen but here she was, drinking her coffee with the Hulk. She wouldn't have it any other way.

Well she would.

She definitely wished she could be with you and her daughter at this moment.

She hated that she had to be away from you two on days like this. But you two agreed Kate should stay with Avengers when they had big missions. She wished she didn't have to but it was for your daughter's safety.

She cared about that the most.

She would do anything for her daughter's safety.

She thought back to the day she adopted little Ava. One day, when you and Kate's relationship was getting serious, you decided to discuss kids. Luckily, your brain's were in the same spot.

You both wanted them so badly.

Neither of you wanted to do the pregnancy thing. Sperm costed a lot. Sure, Kate's mom was rich but you didn't want to be helpless while Kate was on missions and she didn't want to be out when they needed her.

So you decided to start the adoption process.

And you were lucky you did cause if you didn't, you wouldn't have found Ava, your pride and joy.

Her mom thought she wouldn't be able to take care of Ava, but here she was 6 years later, happy as ever. Well as happy as she could be. Of course, she missed Kate but they had their weekly phone call.

If Kate wasn't home, they would schedule a video call at night before Ava went to sleep.

And then she would have to sneak up to her room.

She felt it was crucial to keep you both out of the public eye of the Avengers. She thought about introducing you guys until she found out about Clint's arrangement.

Only Natasha and Kate knew about Clint's kids.

And that's the way it stayed.

She thought about the things that could happen if people knew about her daughter. And none of them were good. So she kept things on DL, and the only people who knew were Clint and Natasha.

And it was going to stay that way.

Kate was hanging out on the couch, just watching whatever Ava left on the tv. She wanted to get up and do something else but she was wrapped in.

She didn't even know what she was watching, she just liked the colors.

"Katie, aren't you supposed to be mopping the kitchen?" You mentioned from behind her but she was not paying attention. She was stuck.

"Why are these dogs Australian? And why are they so entertaining? I can't look away from them. It's like hypnotizing me." Her eyes were wide and it looked like she was not blinking.

"Alright, Kate. Why don't we put Bluey away? Hmm? You're an adult." You went to reach for the remote and her head snapped to you.

"DON'T." Her voice came out demonic and you were suddenly scared but that didn't stop you from leaning forward and clicking the off button. "NOOOOO!" She tackled you to the ground, trying to pull the remote out of your hand.

Luckily before she could pry it from your hands, the phone rung. Saved by the bell. You ripped the remote away as Kate crawled over to the phone, picking it up.

"Bishop residence, Katherine speaking."

"Katherine? Really? That's your full name?"

She recognized that voice as Natasha, the only person who asked for her house phone number. "What do you need, Natasha? I was cleaning."

"We both know you were not cleaning anything."

She nodded, even though she knew Natasha couldn't see. She crossed her legs, getting out of the uncomfortable position she was in before.

"I was calling to let you know that there is a mission briefing tomorrow. Just figured you would want to be there." Kate's shoulders slumped.

They didn't really take Kate as seriously as she wanted. She always had to find out about things either from Nat or Clint. Everyone saw her as this incompetent kid that couldn't get things done.

Little did they know.

"Thanks. I'll be there."

She nodded once more before reaching up and dropping the phone on the reciever.

One of Kate's favorite part of the day was the end. That was because at bedtime, she got to read a story to Ava before going to bed. It was her's and Ava's favorite thing.

They read every book.

"Harry, did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire? Dumbledore said calmly."

This month's book was Harry Potter.

But before Cedric could die, Kate looked over and surely enough, Ava's eyes were shut. She closed the book, gave her a forehead kiss, tucked her in, and bounced.

She put the book back on Ava's book shelf and went to bed, where you were already tucked in, reading some type of gross magazine.

"Really? Our daughter is in there, reading real books and you're reading that junk?" She scooted into bed, already latching onto your side. "To be fair, Kim & Pete just broke up."

(yes this is when this took place. i gave this story a date)

"Who cares? She's Kim Kardashian. She'll find someone new. She's stupid rich and has a fat ass. She'll manage." You chuckled. Kate crossed her arms over her chest and just stared at you.

She was very grateful to have you in her life. Even if you made questionable reading choices. She loved it.

"So I have to go to the Compound for a meeting tomorrow but I should be back before lunch." You nodded, not looking away from your magazine.

She was about to burrow into the covers and give into her tiredness until- "Mommy!" She jumped right up, grabbing her socks and rushed out of the door, going to Ava's across the hall.

"Yes, marshmallow? What do you need?"

"Can I have some juice?"

Kate wanted to say no. You said Ava wasn't allowed to have sugar past 10. But who was going to tell?

"Sure, but don't tell Mama."

Ava was sitting on the counter, sipping down her Caprisun at epic speeds. Well to her. To Kate, she was going particularly slow.

"Come on, babe. You know you're not allowed to have anything other than water in bed. Let's get this show on the road." She started snapping, letting her know the severity of the situation.

She squeezed the rest of in her mouth and threw it in the trash.

"Awesome. Let's go." She picked her up and began making her way up the stairs. "Now before we go in your room, you don't have to pee, do you?"

"No."

"Ava. What happened last time?"

"I wet the bed."

"Exactly. So why don't we go to the bathroom first?" She nodded, just making her nod back. Mom magic.

After 13 confusing minutes on the toilet, it was time for Ava to get back in bed, underneath her blanket, the blanket Clint's wife knitted for her.

Kate was about to go back in her room when she felt a little hand grab onto hers. She turned back around.

"Mommy? Do you love me?"

Kate's expression changed. Into something that just said what Ava just said was the oddest thing she had ever heard.

She got down to her level and put on that mom face. "Of course I do! More than anything. I would do anything for you, my little marshmallow." She squeezed her little cheeks, making her laugh.

"And don't ever forget it."

Eventually she made her way back to bed where your magazine was long gone and you were now watching some odd show that Kate couldn't decipher.

"You're a good mom. Even if you defy me, you're good at parenting."

She put her hands up in defense. They were being very loud but she didn't think you caught it. Wishful thinking.

"She's very persuasive."

"Yeah right. She gives you her cute little pout and you give in." You squinted at her accusingly, in which you were very correct.

"Hey. It's not fair that she uses those little chubby cheeks against me. That kid is majorly smart."

"She's six."

"Exactly."

You snorted and went back to your show.

She was finally about to be in the sleep state she so longed for. But she then felt something drop onto the bed. She just knew what it was. It was the same thing that stopped her from sleeping the past few nights.

"Ava."

It was too late. Before she could try to coax her out of the bed, she had already staked her claim, getting in the blanket and falling asleep almost immediately. Great.

"Don't worry. I'll put her in her bed in a little bit." You whispered, giving Kate a little room. Well not physically.

As much as she didn't like Ava's elbow in her stomach, she loved moments like these. You all together and no one else. You didn't need anyone else, just each other.

She didn't care that her stomach felt like it was burning, as long as the two of you were comfortable. You definitely were.

And that's all that she needed.

She wanted so badly to stay in bed with the two of you but she knew if she didn't go to this meeting, she wouldn't be taken all that more seriously.

So she fell out of bed and go right to it.

She walked in and everyone looked confused, like she wasn't a part of the team. Of course they did, no one invited her to the meeting.

But she was determined to keep her head up.

Even if no one wanted her there.

She walked right into the meeting room and sat in the back. All the other chairs were taken, but she wanted to make sure she was in there anywhere.

Tony went on to tell everyone what the mission entailed and who would be on it. "Clint, you're coming."

"Can't."

"How come?"

"None of your business. Just get someone else to take my spot." He shrugged and Tony didn't feel like asking for more information. So he just started looking around the room, hoping something would pop out.

"Is there anyone else here that Clint's skills?"

"Kate does." Natasha added, not even looking at him. "Who's Kate?" That had to hurt. Especially since she was sitting right there, staring at him. Both Clint and Natasha pointed behind them at Kate.

"Hi."

She did a shy little wave and she was kind of regretting her decision to stay. She wanted to be take seriously, not forgotten.

"Sure. Whatever."

He pretended to be fiddling with his papers as the room emptied, leaving only Tony and Kate. "So when do we leave?"

"Day after tomorrow. Don't be late."

He smacked his papers and left immediately. He never seemed angry before now so this was a new color.

But Kate knew why he felt this way.

Kate was a recommendation from Clint. It's not that Tony didn't trust Clint, it's just after Peter messed up his life, he didn't really support kids on the team. He didn't understand the situation.

And Kate didn't feel like explaining. She just decided to she was going to shine through her work.

Kate was settling into bed, finally after who knows how many hours of scrubbing the crayon off the floor.

"So how was your meeting today? You didn't mention it at all."

"Well I wasn't invited to it, was forgotten about the entire time, and almost barely wasn't about to work on the mission."

You just sucked some air in through your teeth.

"Why must they treat this way? They do know this isn't your first time doing something important. You're an adult, Kate. Tell them to start treating you like it." You reached for her hand, wrapping yours around it.

"I figured if I worked hard enough, I would have to say anything. My work would speak for itself." She shrugged, her head landing on your shoulder.

"Well all you have to do is be overwhelmingly wonderful on this mission and you'll be on whatever one you want in the future. And that's super easy for you."

She nodded.

She got it, she was going to be great and be the best she could be. Then suddenly, she would be first on the docket for every mission.

Easy peasy.

Nope, not easy nor peasy.

Things went bad as soon as she woke up. She woke up 35 minutes late and had to rush to get dressed. She couldn't even say bye to either one of you. She gave you both a kiss on the head and bolted.

Secondly, if she didn't get there when she did, they were going to leave her. Without any type of remorse.

She had to chase them down.

Getting there, Tony wouldn't stop screaming about where everyone was supposed to go and Kate couldn't hear a thing. She went to ask what he said but it was too late. The door was opening.

She had to hope and pray she did everything as well as she possibly could.

As soon as they exited the bushes that they landed in, it was open season. Bullets flying everywhere, hitting everything in sight. Kate got nicked right on the shoulder. She wanted to reach for it but then she felt another one enter in her leg.

She fell right down.

She was about to give up, just let her injuries overtake her and all the blood stain the ground she had walked on.

As her eyes started to close and she was about to stay there, a memory flooding her brain.

The day you brought Ava home.

You had something set up so that you could get Ava as soon as she popped out of the womb. Her mom knew she definitely didn't want her since she was too young and she didn't want to just get rid of her.

So she gave her to you as soon as she was out.

After a few days, you got to bring her home.

You were stressed out about literally everything. You read all the parenting books possible and knew almost all things to know about children. But everything you did felt wrong.

The way Kate was holding her. She was supporting her head and back but something about her position felt crooked.

When you were giving her bottle, it felt like it was going to fall.

You were not feeling the best about this decision, maybe you weren't ready for kids.

But then night fell.

You put her in the crib you gotten fixed a few weeks prior (kate gave up building it in a hour) and she was not going down without a fight.

You had been trying for a while and nothing you tried was helping her go to bed. At that point, you wanted to let her cry and go to bed yourselves. But Kate had one plan up her sleeve.

She stood up and leaned over the crib, looking right at the baby.

And she started singing.

"Isn't she lovely? Isn't she wonderful?" Her screams stopped as Kate started massaging her head. Her eyes were fighting to stay open. She was right where you needed her.

She just continued humming the song and there was no more hope left for Ava. Her eyes were in the back of her head, she was done.

Her attack strategy was successful.

A strategy?

That's what she needed right now. Or better yet, some type of attack. She was playing possum for a while. She sprung right up and scanned the area she could see.

Everywhere was covered with fog.

But she could see that her team and the bad people were standing on opposite sides, they were out of the way for what she wanted to do.

She anchored herself to the ground and lined up her shot. She put one arrow out and just began spraying all the explosive ones she had in her quiver. One after another, explosions left and right going off. She thought it wasn't the right decision, there was much more fog and smoke everywhere, making it harder to see.

But as it started to subside, she saw the team running out and the bad guys unconscious, she did the right thing.

They snatched her up and they were gone in a flash.

"Woo! To Kate, our saving grace!"

They cheered as they clinked their glasses together. Moments after they got off the jet, they decided to celebrate their win.

And not only that but they finally saw Kate, not only did they remember her but she was now the saving grace. She was bouncing off the walls.

This was exactly what she wanted.

She was so into the party, she didn't notice that her phone was ringing. She excused herself to go into the hallway to answer it.

"Hello?"

"How are you doing? Did the mission go well? You didn't text me." She realized she was still reeling from the mission win and everyone congratulating her, she forgot to reassure you she wasn't dead.

"Sorry, my love. I forgot. I'm fine. Is Ava sleeping yet? Did she go down without a fight?" She wondered, trying to make convo.

"Kind of. She missed you for story time. She did not like my Dumbledore voice. Or my Harry Potter voice. Now I know why you do story time."

She chuckled and suddenly, she was there with you. She was no longer at a celebration party, but in bed with you, listening to your heartbeat.

"Maybe Harry Potter just isn't your strong suit. You can definitely make an appearance when we get to Percy Jackson."

Now it was your turn to laugh.

She loved your laugh. It was the laugh she got to come home to every night. It was the laugh she got to sleep next to every night.

"Well I'll let you get back to your superhero life. When are you coming home? I always miss you when you're gone."

"Don't worry, I miss you all the time too. I'll be home tonight. I'll be there before breakfast."

"Ok, I love you."

"I love you more."

She blew you a kiss through the phone before hitting the 'end call' button. Now she wanted nothing more for this party to end so she could go cuddle up next to you.

She was most likely going to leave early.

"Who were you talking to?"

Uh oh.

She turned around to see Tony Stark, looking at her very suspiciously. He sipped his drink, just waiting for her to spill her beans.

"What do you mean?" She tried to throw him off her scent.

"The call you were just on. Who were talking to?" It was not working. "I mean it sounded serious. You love this person. And who's Ava?" Wow, he was really asking all the right questions.

"None of your business. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a home to get back to. Bye." She went to leave but he hopped right in front of the door.

"Is it a secret? I love secrets. Especially if no one knows. Would I be the first one? Is Ava a dog? A secret sister? A cat? Your Playstation?"

She wanted so badly to stop herself from laugh at his guess but she could stop as it just fell out.

"Ok none of those. Why don't you just tell me and you can leave? Easy peasy." Heard that before.

She was battling telling him so she could bounce. But she knew you both wanted to be a secret. You did not want your kid to be in the spotlight, especially next to Tony Stark.

It was a bad idea.

But she had alcohol in her system and she wanted to face-plant into her bed. She would do anything to get there.

"I was talking to my girlfriend. Ava is my daughter. Can I leave?"

He looked as though as he was about to speak but then paused, taking in her words. Kate, the person everybody thought was a little kid, had a little kid. Interesting.

"Is it like a pet thing?"

"No, Ava is a human girl. She's 6, can I go?"

His eyes went wide and his mouth fell open. He could not believe what she was saying, and he was kind of excited about it. "You have a daughter?! That is so cool! Can I meet her?" He rubbed his hands together, manically.

"Never. My daughter is a secret and she will stay that way. I do not need her face plastered on a magazine."

She went to walk out of the door but he stopped her.

"Come on! I want to meet your kid! If it helps, I know the Masked Singer people, I could get her mask or something."

"Yeah because seeing a little person dressed as a monster in New York isn't a little eye-catching." He rolled his eyes, she was slurring her words a little. "Not those masks. The ones that they give people so no one on the street talks to them."

Weirdly enough, she was considering it. Granted, she was a little drunk. But still. She weighed all her options. She could put a mask on Ava and Tony's car had black out windows. If he tried really hard, no one would see her face.

And no one in New York asks questions. They've learned not to at this point.

"Okay fine. But if anybody finds out my daughter and threaten her safety, I will murder you and hide your body."

"Fair."

Now all she had to do was run it by you.

"Absolutely not! That is literally the worst idea you've ever had." Your hands were in your hair, you were suddenly stressed.

"I don't think it's that bad."

It was the next day and the champagne was out of her, so she was finally thinking clearly. Somehow she still thought it was a good idea.

"We promised we would not bring her over there. Her safety is the most important thing." Kate nodded, she fully agreed with you. "I understand that. But Tony said she'd be safe. And imagine how protected she'd be if she had the Avengers in her corner."

You pouted, so she pulled you into her for a hug.

"You're the only Avenger she needs."

"I know but she likes Natasha more."

You nodded.

It took a while but you came around on the idea. You knew how big of fan Ava was of the Avengers. She loved when Kate came home in costume. You knew how much she would love it.

So you agreed.

Even after you said yes, something in your stomach told you this was a bad idea. But you had to trust Kate, she knew what she was doing.

Walking in, it seemed like they went all out for Ava's visit.

Toys in every corner, a big sign with her name on it, and a cake. And she was ecstatic. She dropped Kate's hand and went right to the first thing that peaked her interest.

"Mama, come look!"

You rolled your eyes and went right to her. "What is it?" You faked some positivity but you did not like this one bit. "Look it." She just started shoving toys in your hand, asking you to open them.

"I don't know if we should-"

"Are you enjoying the gifts?"

Tony ascended the stairs like he was Cher Horowitz and it was not helping anything right now. In fact, it was making you a little angry.

Before you could answer, Ava stepped in. "Yes!"

As soon as he gave her the okay, she started ripping through every piece of plastic. It was like she gained superhuman strength. And super speed. In last than 20 minutes, every toy was opened and about to be played with.

It was like a new record.

You went into the kitchen and decided to have some coffee. It was still rather early when you got there so you were still waking up.

"I cannot believe I am having coffee in the Avengers Compound right now. I don't know how to feel about it." You shrugged before taking a cautious sip.

You looked over at Ava, worried but she looked completely fine. She was giggling and having fun. With Tony Stark. At this moment, you didn't remember why you didn't bring her here.

"Okay, so this might've been a good idea." You rolled your eye, giving her past drunken brain the satisfaction. "I told you."

With your free hand, you reached over and entwined her hand with yours. You rubbed your thumb over her palm.

"You're not a bad parent."

You looked over at her confused. "You think just because you brought here, you would be qualified as a bad parent. You're not. You're letting her have fun for once. It's allowed. And Tony guaranteed her safety. We're fine."

You agreed once more.

"So what you're saying is, we're the best parents."

"Hell yeah."

"Mommy! Mama! Come play with me!"

"Coming!"

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puppetmasteronastring · 2 years ago

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Hello

I've decided that the time is ripe, and i wanna bring my madness on tumblr as well.

I work my magic on ao3 under the name PuppetMasterOnAString, and i would like to hear from other people who share my brainrot over the Käärijä/Bojan ship (Käärijan? Böörijä?)

Also, i (probably) won't say no if someone wants to send me ficrequests. I'll do a separate post on that~

Anyways. Go wild. My inbox is open

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adequatewriter01 · 4 years ago

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Everything you need:

Here are the links to everything that you should need to access:

My AO3 account

The links to all my works on AO3

Any fic requests

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waitingforatruemirror · 5 years ago

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shirtless in a minute

Aww, can he get any cuter?! Here you go my followers, feast your eyes with this cutie patoot.

“okay, share...”

*whoosh sound on FB*

This is how your girl spends her leisure hours, waiting hours, most of her hours. Today she’s seated on one of Jen’s fake vintage bar stools in her huge kitchen island, in her even huge-r apartment. Jen, bless her heart, went out to get some food. She promised to be back within half an hour. It’s been fifteen minutes of sharing GIFs of Thor in all his glory.

The next minute is very important, two things happen. She hears the bedroom door open, and freaks out. For about a second.

Ah Fuc-!!

“Holyshitjesus-“

He looks up as he hears the sharp intake of a breath and the cussing that follows.

“Hey, sorry! Did I scare you? Sorry!” A very shirtless, and an extremely good looking guy says as he walks towards the kitchen. Fresh out of the shower by the looks of it. If that sheen of water playing with the light is anything to go by.

He’s Scottish. He has a Scottish accent. HE HAS A SCOTTISH ACCENT AND HE’S SHIRTLESS?! WHAT IS HAPPENING? AM I DROOLING? Please tell me I’m not.

Luckily she was not drooling, but her eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. They were also following Mr. Shirtlessandhotaf very closely. By the time he reached the fridge, he noticed it too.

“Yeah, sorry- um... let me put on a shirt and come back. This is pretty rude of me...” he laughed nervously.

“Uh, yeah- I mean no. Sorry, I wasn’t expecting anyone. That’s all.” She replied, saving herself from ogling him more.

“James, by the way. My name’s James. A close friend of Jen’s. Not a robber.” James joked, extending his hand to her.

She was a bit confused, almost missed a beat.

“Oh right, hi! I am May, working with Jen on a project.” She shakes his hand, and she swoons.

It was a grip to be reckoned with, strong, sturdy and a bit cold from the drink he was holding. She liked it very very much. It was a good grip, not a bone crushing one.

“Okay, I’ll see you back here in a minute.” He had a little sparkle in his eyes making her wonder if she was being obvious and he knew.

“Yeah, okay.” She agreed with a grin. That grin always gets her sociable points.

All caution thrown to the wind, she brazenly takes in his retreating back. That’s when it hit her.

Her thing is for lithe lines on a lightly sculpted body. She always thought that when someone said chocolate abs, she totally got it. But now she knew it for sure, that chocolate needs to have a give between its lines.

As if someone kept the chocolate bar out for a few minutes, and your fingers could feel the sharp lines, but they would give in to you.

*phone dings*

Broken out of her little spiel into James’ shirtless hot bod, she checks her phone.

‘Hey, running late. Might take awhile. I forgot to tell you that my friend’s there, James. Don’t worry. He’s great!’

“Was that Jen?” James asks, pulling a white chair from Jen’s extensive chair collection and seating himself next to her barstool.

He looks pretty good in that black sweater. Too bad he looked better without it, but okay.

“Yeah, she’s getting late it seems. Also, introduced you over a message.” She sounded playful.

“Well, I’m glad that’s out of the way. Formal introductions, huh?” James was playing along, quite happily too.

“So, what are you working on with Jen, or is it a top-secret?”

She replies with a smile, “I wish it was, so I don’t have to talk about it- it’s on theatre diplomacy.”

“Theatre diplomacy?” He sounded confused, “That’s a thing?”

No you’re a thing! Oh god, a confused James is a snack James!!

“Yeah,” she sighed. “I wish it wasn’t. We got our instructions from up above, have to roll with it.”

“Are you from around here?”

“Nope, I’m from Glasgow.”

AARGHH, say Glasgow again!!!

“From Scotland then?”

“Didn’t my accent give it away?” He asked jokingly.

She chuckles at that, “It’s a pretty nice accent.” She is pretty sure James is on to her.

“Where are you from?”

“I’m from Colombo. Do you know where it is?”

James acted indignant, “Of course I do! Isn’t it in Latin America? In Colombia?”

“I’m sorry, that was bad! Sri Lanka, isn’t it?”

“It was a bad dad joke, but I’ll let it go. Yep, you got it.”

“Bet you like tea then?”

She wanted to roll her eyes, but she didn’t. Instead she just let out a huff.

“I don’t actually, I really like coffee.”

James smiled at her, like he got her exactly where he wanted her.

“Great, I know a great place for coffee two blocks down. You want to go there?”

And cue, she was reeling.

Ooh, he’s good. He’s very very good. HECK YES BOY.

She asks, “Like right now?”

He nods a little.

“Yeah sure, let me get my things.” She sounded calm and rational, a decent human.

But we all know, inside her head she was all-

AAFHEHDDLDLCLLFKRJAIZKFKCTHISISHAPPENINNGWOAHHXHSKIFKOSZYEAAASDD.

James looked excited too.

“Okay! Let me put this chair back and we’ll go.”

iwarai.

Fic dedicated to @ily3000-chubbythor ILY TOO

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cutieunidentifiedremains · 7 years ago

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Ask meme: Lelouch could definitively say he was very, very gay

… which he hadn’t been able to say before, because he didn’t have the words.

The Holy Empire of Britannia kept an iron grip on its mainstream media, and anything that did not strictly promote the good-blood-good-breeding-good-genes-optimal-man-optimal-woman-mate-to-produce-healthy-offspring-for-our-beautiful-society interpretation of the world winked and fluttered out of existence fairly quickly.

But the Internet will always be a more wild than domesticated animal, and tonight, some offhanded, disjointed research had led Lelouch to a site where people who felt like him talked about what it was like to have those feelings.

He learned what they called themselves.

He went to bed that night as he always did: fully clothed, with C. C. hogging half of it, and both of them knowing that despite his status as a pubescent boy nothing aside from the occasional sad bit of cuddling would happen between them, and for the first time in his entire life of feeling like this, Lelouch finally had a word that meant why.

“What’s up?” C. C. asked as he crawled in, pulled the sheets up over his shoulders.

“Nothing. Go to sleep.”

“Are you kidding me? Your heart is pounding,” said C. C. He turned off the light. She pressed her palm flat against his back, felt him vibrate. “Jesus, Christ, it’s like you’ve got a scared little rabbit in there.”

send me the first line of a fanfic and i’ll write the next five! (or… maybe more, as was the case with this one lmfao)

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decidedlyartsy · 3 years ago

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Please!!! I need some Will Lennox(Bay Transformerd) whump fic. I looked and found only a couple, sooo……

anyone interested in writing any?

#William lennox #will lennox #ficrequest

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arahabakix · 3 years ago

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drake's edit/fic requests

hello! i recently hit a blog milestone so i will be opening edit requests again. i've been trying to get back into photoshop and editing in general so why not do this he he!!!!!!!!!!! i will be accepting gfx/coloring/fic* requests for fandoms im in as well as fandoms i'm not active in;;;

a few rules before sending in:

you don’t have to be following me, but it’d be nice if you did

check out my navigation page to know which fandoms you can request from

check out my edits – anime blog & main blog, to get a better idea of what to expect

check out my writing to get an idea of how it is,,,

for edits pls specify the character/ship/chapter/episode/scene time stamps while requesting!! it’ll be a huge help if it’s detailed,,, you can also request a color palette or a theme of your choice!!!

for fics: send a character/pairing + a simple prompt

i take a heck lotta time because i work slow in general, so pls be patient!!! i’ll do my best to finish the requests on time to not fall behind!!!

pls don’t send nsfw or gore requests!!!

i’ll be doing these until my schedule gets packed again!!! i hope everyone’s staying safe!!

HAVE A NICE DAY!!!

*: fandoms im active in

tagging mutuals under the cut:

@ozvasselius @karura @zuura @aslaanjade @inarazki @znts @moonstellarss @zhowongli

#blog stuff #*editrequests #*ficrequests

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halliescomut · 3 years ago

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I have a Fic request for KimChay

So like many of us on this platform I got pulled (mostly willingly) into the just absolute wonder that is KinnPorsche The Series, and we can talk later about the full effects of that in a different post, because this one has a point I SWEAR!

In addition to watching the series I have been reading multiple fanfics, and while I love all of the couples, I'm really digging KimChay right now, because to be honest Jeff is just the textbook description of attractive, and Barcode as Porchay is just Sunshine in human form and I mean, how could I resist???

So I have a fic request? suggestion? inspiration? IDK, but what I really want is a fic (long, short, multi-chapter, one-shot, IDC) where Kim teaches/trains Chay in self defense, and it turns spicy maybe?. Now I have a lot of ideas for this, that I'll outline in a minute, but I'm asking for this solely because I HAVE NO IDEA how to write it myself. I don't have enough knowledge or experience with martial arts of any description to do this well, and so I simply can't, but if this creates a little plot bunny for you please for the love of Kinn's half-open shirt follow that bunny wherever they take you. For me? Please?

Now onto ideas:

For one-shot or short, there's really not much more context beyond Chay sunshines Kim into teaching him basic self-defense, and so he finally does and we get a scene of the training and it's either adorable/hilarious or v serious but suddenly very hot...or both. For the humor aspect the vibe that I'm seeing is a bit like Julien trying to teach Jenna Jiu Jitsu (part 1: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vkvTpmQ7M48 and part 2: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=In7FBG6rPw0 ). Like, there's some seriousness attempted, but also Chay makes Kim laugh too much, so it just devolves into absolute insanity. For serious, I mean...reference any Kinn Porsche fight scene and adjust for personality and skill level. Bonus points for a bonus scene of Tankhun watching it on the CCTV with his bodyguards (Pete included) like it's one of his dramas.

For longer form, this could be accurate to current show canon (haven't finished the novel yet so I don't all of the context there) or AU-ish, that can be up to you.

-Chay goes to Pete, or if we're going AU, Big or Chan and asks them to train him, and they eventually give in because we've all seen Porchay's face. I think that Porsche would say no to Chay learning self-defense (or fighting) because he's always going to be there to protect him historical canon evidence be damned, and really Kim would be on that same wagon so. But you could also go with Chay doesn't even try asking Kim or Porsche first, he just assumes they would say no.

-He either keeps it a secret or not, base this around how much you would want to see him progress I guess, because I think it would alter the context for when Kim takes over. For example if we go for, it's not a secret so Kim essentially shows up for the first lesson and can't stand seeing another man's hands on Chay regardless of the context and takes over. If he keeps it a secret, I do think it could be fun for him to become fairly proficient, and actually hold his own a little bit against Kim, especially since we know Kim would hold back a little.

-Also, I think if Pete or Chan were Chay's first teacher, they would teach him a trick that might help him get Kim by surprise, at least once.

-Extra credit: Any and all Tankhun reactions to the general goings on, because of course. High levels of banter, both sarcastic and sweet. Porsche finding out about his training by accident and being mad for really no reason, but just because Porsche is an over-protective doofus who would seemingly rather throw himself into danger before seeing Porchay or Kinn break a sweat. Any and all humorous inclusions of Vegas just snarking on everyone. Maybe Macau joins the class too, so that Chay has a sparring buddy?

Also, there's no specified rating I'd be looking for, but I do think if it's in your comfort zone some close combat training could turn pretty sensual pretty quickly as the entire KinnPorsche series has shown.

I generally read most fics on AO3, so if you have an account there and you post there, just let me know. You could post it here if that's more your style. I also do occasionally read on FF.net and Wattpad. But seriously, if this post inspired you and you write something PLEASE let me know!!! I want to read this fic so bad. I'm now going to proceed to tag the everloving heck out of this post in the hopes that it finds ANYONE who may want to write it.

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