#Jen’s 1k Challenge

[tom-whore-dleston]

What I've Been Looking For

Pairing ▹ Joaquin Torres x gn. reader

This fic contains ▹ fluff, birthdays, soulmates AU, Joaquin and reader are 24 years old, alcohol consumption, sibling banter, lightly beta'ed writing

Word Count ▹ 1.2k

Summary ▹ Every year, you wish to meet your soulmate but are becoming less hopeful of it coming true.

Notes ▹ It's my birthday!!! You all voted for a birthday fic and I delivered 😜 I would like to count this fic towards my submission for @late-to-the-party-81's Challenge Yourself challenge since this is my first time writing a Soulmates AU. Remember to reblog and comment if you enjoyed! 😊

Prompt ▹ Sharing birthdays: soulmates are born on the same day, share the first breath with each other by @creativepromptsforwriting/@creativepromptfills Dividers ▹ @firefly-graphics

Birthdays were a sacred celebration. You lived in a world where your soulmate was born on the same day as you, sharing your first breath together. Every year, you wished for the same thing before blowing the candles of your cake out. You wished to meet your soulmate. The soulmate that came into this world the very exact moment that you did. As the years went by, you became more discouraged from meeting that person you were meant to live the rest of your life with. Nevertheless, you continued to wish to meet that special somebody.

Upon waking up to the sun shining down on your face, you sighed, throwing the bed cover off your body.

Another birthday. Another wish to waste on someone that may as well be a myth.

As you walked into the kitchen, you heard a cheerful shout from your sister.

“Happy birthday!”

“Oh, it’s that day again, huh?” You joked before giving her a hug.

“Of course it is!” She started to run to the fridge, pulling out a small cake and plopping a candle on top. You couldn’t help but laugh at the lengths your sister went to make your birthday special, even if she knew that it wasn’t your favorite day of the year.

“I really appreciate the gesture, but I am not eating cake at 8 in the morning.”

“Oh, c’mon! It’s guava flavored. Your favorite!” For a slight second, you were tempted to give in and eat a slice. You couldn’t resist anything guava flavored.

“Alright, fine. But I am not blowing candles or making wishes.”

“What?” Your sister looked like she was about to cry. Was it her birthday or something? “You will have bad luck if you don’t make a wish.”

“Eh, who cares? I haven’t had any luck with a soulmate so what else do I have to lose?” You walked past her to brew a cup of coffee and she followed you like a newborn duckling.

“I care! I know you feel defeated about not finding your soulmate but I know they are out there. I love you so I want you to be happy. And that starts with enjoying this cake with me. With the candles and singing and wishes!” You admired your sister’s persistence. She may have been younger than you but she fought like hell for you. Maybe you could do without a soulmate, as long as your sister continued to stick around and tolerate your pessimism.

“I love you too, little sis. Thank you for the cake. For everything, actually.” You pressed your forehead against hers. “Now light this bitch up, and try to sing on key.”

The end of your birthday was approaching and so far, it wasn’t too bad. You, your sister, and a couple of your friends went out for dinner and drinks with a balcony view of the sun setting over the beach. The alcohol in your system caused you to fully relax as your gaze followed the orange orb descend in the purplish yellow sky. You had just gulped the last day of your champagne as a crowd of employees marched towards your table with not one, but two chocolate cakes littered with sprinkles.

You glanced over at your party, confused upon seeing the second plate of dessert. They all shrugged before pulling out their phones to record you. One server finally placed a slice of cake in front of you, and you flashed them a thankful smile. Then, you followed the other piece of cake to the next table. The same server set down the plate in front of a man so ethereal, you could have mistaken him for Prince Charming.

That man glanced at you, catching your gaze as the candles on your cakes flickered under your smiles toward each other. Time stopped and the rest of the world ceased to exist as everyone around the two of you sang “Happy Birthday.” You couldn’t tell if it was his enchanting stare or the fizzling drink you downed, but your cheeks warmed up and butterflies fluttered around in your stomach. Everything about this man was mesmerizing, from his sculpted bone structure in his face to his fluffy dark curls, and then the radiant energy that he exerted as the gentlemen across from him sang drunkenly. You wanted to know his name, his story, and his hopes and dreams.

Amongst your trance with him, you discovered his name was Joaquin since his buddies shouted it louder than your equally drunk friends and sister did with your own name. Joaquin wasn’t a common name, but that was what drew you even more to him. Joaquin was full of wonder. You may not have known then and there, but Joaquin was just as enamored and curious about you.

“C’mon, make a wish!” One of your friends yelped behind her phone. Your eyes shut and a hopeful grin spread across your face. For the first time, you had a different wish.

I wish for Joaquin.

Opening your eyes, you blew out the flame and the sounds of cheers and claps filled the atmosphere. Peering back at Joaquin, your eyes met once again, lingering a little longer than before. His teeth glimmered under the last bit of sunlight that peeked from behind the horizon. The sun finally disappeared, but then the moon and stars took their place in illuminating Joaquin’s beauty for you to admire.

“Hey, why don’t you stop gawking over that guy and go say ‘happy birthday’ back.” Your sister laughed. Your lips curled inward as if you had been caught with your hand in a jar of candy. Suddenly, you grew nervous at the thought of approaching him. This man could be the soulmate you have yearned for your whole life. But what if he wasn’t what you expected?

You wouldn’t know unless you tried. And so you did.

The chair shifted under you as you stood up to walk towards Joaquin. Before you knew it, he was doing the same exact thing. Walking toward one another felt like your hearts were being pulled by a string that connected you two. By the time you were only feet from one another, you had wished you had some champagne to chug before leaving your seat. But once you locked eyes with Joaquin, all those years of disappointment and defeat vanished. Hope, love, and happiness began to fill that hole in your heart.

“So…” You began. “It’s your birthday too?”

“Yeah, it’s actually my 24th to be exact,” Joaquin responded, combing his hand through his brown locks.

Your heart skipped a beat. “Same here.”

Joaquin beamed. “I figured. Who would have thought that it would take me 24 years to finally feel truly alive?”

You bit your lip, fighting the urge to tear up. No witty comeback could top his, and deep down, he knew that. It was hard to believe that you had finally found your soulmate. All that was certain of you was that you did not want this moment to end.

“Well, I’m not much of a cake person, but I do like long walks on the beach.” You laughed at his corny comment. “Wanna get out of here in a few?”

You nodded without hesitation. Joaquin took your hand in his, symbolizing the beginning of a beautiful life of many birthdays and growing older with your soulmate.

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[late-to-the-party-81]

Oki doki my loves!

This is…wow!

I never thought I’d get here (especially with the spam porn bot invasion of Winter 22/23), but 1k!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

I can’t say it hasn’t been challenging, so that is going to be the theme of this celebration- Challenges.

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So- easy bits first.

From now (18th) until 31st of Jan please feel free to send requests for little drabbles- gimme a babe (or several) and a challenge for one/all of them. Sweet, spicy or soft dark! It could be a little challenge. It could be a big challenge. Whatever you want. (See below for some challenge ideas) I write for Marvel characters, CE characters and SS characters.

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Only one bed

Enemies to lovers

The grumpy one is soft for the sunshine one

And they were roommates

Sex pollen/Fuck or die

Identity porn

Miscommunication

Mutual pining/idiots in love

Didn’t know they were dating

Stuck in a cabin

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No powers

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Soulmate

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Firefighter

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Police

Cam/Sex worker

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Florist

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School teacher

Biker

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Keep a secret

Be quiet!

How long can you take it?

How many can you take?

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Build furniture

Meet a deadline

Babysit

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Find the McGuffin!

Supermarket dash

Karaoke battle

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New job

Fix the problem

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[onceuponastory]

this lovely night - sam wilson x reader

“Is it out of line If I was to be bold and say, "Would you be mine?” - whistle for the choir by the fratellis 

Plot: After having no luck finding love the usual ways, Y/N decides to try her luck speed dating. At first, it seems her bad luck is continuing... until she meets Captain America himself, Sam Wilson. Pairing: Cap!Sam Wilson x Female!Reader (also the TINIEST hint of Sarah Wilson x Bucky) Warnings: Mentions of sexism/sexist comments, Sam being a little nervous about dating and a few alcohol mentions. No sexism from Sam though! He could never! Other than that, just sickly sweet fluff. Just how I like it! But as usual, if I miss any triggers please let me know! Notes: This was written for @late-to-the-party-81‘s Challenge Yourself Challenge, where you have to write for a character/trope etc that you haven’t written for before. This is my first time writing for Sam! Thank you again to @staticscreenwriting / @astartothemoon​ for my dividers! Not beta’d, so any mistakes are my own.

“You know.” The man in front of Y/N begins, stopping only to take another big gulp of his beer. Y/N’s stomach twists. God knows what he’s about to say now. “I really think you’d make an excellent housewife.” He leans back, grinning at her. Y/N’s stomach churns, and she wraps her jacket closer around herself, hoping it shields her body from his gaze. “And a great mother to our kids. You’d stay home, of course, and I’ll provide for us all.”

And there it is. 

“I have a job. I’m keeping that.” she snaps back. Fucking sexist loser. Thankfully, before the man can say anything else… or before Y/N can throw her drink all over him, the announcer calls out that it’s time to change over, and Y/N gets out of there as quickly as humanly possible. As she collapses into another seat, she can’t ignore the disappointment settling in the pit of her stomach. Sure, he’s a sexist pig, but that marks yet another failure tonight.

After so long of scouring dating apps for someone, yet having no success, Y/N turned to speed dating. After all, even if it all crashes and burns, at least she tried it once, right? And so far, like every of her other attempts to find love, tonight has been just as unsuccessful as the others. That’s not to say most of the men she’s encountered tonight have been awful human beings like the man she just had the displeasure of meeting. But almost every girl, Y/N included, wants to find her Mr Right, and none of the men she’s met have gave her that spark, that feeling in your stomach that tells you this is the one for you. Honestly, she’s already resigned herself to the fact that she isn’t going to meet the love of her life. Or at least, they definitely aren’t here. 

Although, if this night is a complete failure, at least she can just get drunk and forget it all.

As the night goes on, Y/N’s prediction seems to becoming true. Well, back to the dating apps it is. Maybe the third time will be lucky?

“Hey, Y/N right? Nice to meet you.” Another male voice speaks. When Y/N looks back up and recognises who’s sitting opposite her, she gasps.

Captain America himself, Sam Wilson, is sitting opposite her. And somehow, he looks even hotter than he does on TV. In that moment, she loses all ability to speak, think… or even breathe. This is not where she expected this night to go, to have a literal Avenger sitting in front of her. She didn’t even notice him come in or move around the room. It’s like he just materialised out of nowhere, right when she needed it. He holds out his hand, and she shakes it. As her fingers brush against his, something twinges in her stomach.

“Are you alright?” He frowns, clearly confused and concerned by her silence. Heat settles on her cheeks then, and she chuckles awkwardly.

“No, I’m okay. I’m just more shocked that Captain America is here more than anything. Forgive me for being so forward, but I thought someone like you would have no issue finding love. I mean… look at you.” Her sudden honesty takes her off guard slightly, and for a moment she’s worried that she’s embarrassed herself even more. Yet, to her relief, he chuckles, smirking slightly. Or maybe the reason she’s so forward around Sam is because of how safe and comfortable she feels around him already. It’s like they’ve known each other for years, rather than only just meeting now. But Sam’s kindness and ability to make anyone feel at ease isn’t surprising. After all, there’s a reason why Steve Rogers' chose him to be his successor.

“Well, dating is tough for everyone. And to be honest, most people I date aren’t as cool with me being gone for such long periods of time, or the whole dating a public figure side of things. Seems like they just want a ‘normal’ life.” He admits. Although he still seems upbeat, Y/N registers the disappointment lacing his tone. And it breaks her heart. The Captain America identity is such a huge part of Sam and his life, and he deserves someone who respects that, and is proud to have him representing it, and to be dating him. She wouldn’t mind that life at all. She’d be proud to be at his side, to know that her boyfriend is a symbol of hope and heroism for so many, and someone who saves the world day in and day out.

He glances over at her again, grinning once more. “But I am glad that I came tonight.” And something deep in Y/N’s stomach flutters, like it never has before. Is this it? Is this the feeling that I’ve met the one? Looking over at Sam, Y/N smiles. If it is, she’s glad it’s come now. “And besides, you don’t need to worry about the formal stuff now. Please call me Sam.”

“When I’m back in Delacroix, I love to go fishing with Bucky, my sister, and my nephews. Spending all that time out on the open water, having an ice cold beer as the sun beats down on you….” 

“Stop!” she gasps, moaning happily. “That sounds incredible. I’d love that. Just a shame I’ve never been on a boat before.”

“Oh, you don’t need to worry about that. I’ll take you. It could be one of our next dates.” He winks, and Y/N giggles. 

“Oh, next time huh? I’d love that.” She sighs dreamily. God, this is incredible. Sam really is the full package. He’s caring, charming, hilarious… and, of course, drop dead gorgeous. After all, she noticed the outline of his muscles through his shirt pretty soon into their date. Although, given that he’s a literal superhero, that’s unsurprising. Despite that, though, she and Sam are still having a good time, regardless of his celebrity status.

Thankfully, tonight wasn’t such a failure after all.

Yet, a voice soon interrupts, bursting her perfect bubble of happy thoughts. “Excuse me? We were supposed to change over almost five minutes ago, and you two are still talking.” And that brings her back down to earth. Honestly, she’s been having such a good time with Sam that she forgot all about the speed dating element of this. Everyone else just faded away.

“Oh, sorry, man. I’ll go.” As Sam stands up to leave, Y/N reaches out, placing her hand on his and stopping him without even thinking about it. 

“Wait!” she gasps. “I don’t want you to go.”

“You… don’t?” Sam frowns. Almost as if he’s so used to heartbreak and failure that he can’t believe she actually does want him to stay. But Y/N doesn’t even need to think about it. It’s never been as clear to her as it is now.

“No. I don’t. Or at least, if you go, I’m coming with you. Besides… you owe me a fishing date, right?” She just hopes Sam feels the same way about her, and isn't ready to say goodbye just yet. So when he smiles, Y/N breathes a sigh of relief. 

“Okay. Let’s get out of here.” He interlocks his fingers with hers then, running his thumb over her knuckles. 

“I’m paying.”

“No, you’re not.”

“I’m an Avenger, remember? I got this.” Before Y/N can argue or even say another word, Sam has shoved his cash into the hand of the teenage burger joint employee. “Keep the change man, alright?”

“Okay, next time I’m paying. Besides, I’m the one who recommended this place.” She orders when they’ve sat down with their food. Sam raises a brow, grinning.

“Next time, huh?”

“Hey, what did I say? You owe me a fishing trip, remember?” Yet she can’t ignore how heat settles on her cheeks once more, and how something in her stomach flutters with the way he gazes over at her. He looks at her like she’s the most important person in the world to him.

The restaurant isn’t too busy this time of night, meaning she and Sam are practically alone. Like they’re the only two people in the world right now. But honestly, Y/N doesn’t care if the restaurant is packed or empty. All she cares about now is being by Sam’s side. Like she said earlier, it feels like they’ve known each other for years now. They’re both just so comfortable and open around each other, nobody could’ve guessed they only met earlier tonight. Y/N just wishes this night could go on forever. 

If she could, she’d stay by his side forever.

After their meal, Sam insists on walking her home like the true gentlemanly superhero he is.

“Those burgers were incredible.” He sighs happily, holding his stomach. Y/N giggles.

“Told you so. It’s your turn to pick next time, alright Cap?”

“You know… I kinda love it when you call me Cap.” He admits, chuckling.

“I’ll be sure to do it all the time then… Cap.” She winks, which looks like it almost sends Sam’s heart into overdrive. It’s so strange, seeing such a charming literal superhero reduced to a grinning, love struck mess around her. But then again, she’s sure that she’s the same around him.

Sam walks her all the way home, keeping her hand still clasped in his. In fact, she doesn’t think he’s let go of her hand since they left the speed dating venue, keeping her safe and close to him the entire night. Not that she’s complaining, though. Honestly, she hopes he never lets her go.

Unfortunately for them both, soon their walk comes to an end, and they reach the outside of Y/N’s apartment building.

“Guess this is the end of the line.” Sam sighs. 

“Oh please, that’s such a Cap line.” Y/N rolls her eyes. Yet, she can’t help but laugh at his joke. “Seriously though, thank you for tonight, Sam. I had a lot of fun.” Immediately, the mood changes. It’s almost as if the happy moments from earlier tonight are gone as the pair remember that, at least for tonight, the good times are over. All Y/N can think of is one thing:

She doesn’t want this night, or her time with Sam, to ever end.

“You’re welcome. Thank you for taking a chance on me.” Y/N scoffs.

“I wasn’t taking a chance. I really connected with you, Sam, and I want to spend more time with you.” He starts grinning again, one of those huge smiles that takes over your entire face and with a warmth that feels like the sun itself. And it’s all for her.

“You know….” He trails off, chuckling. “I was going to ask if you really did want to go on another date with me, so I’m really glad you said that. Mostly, though, it’s because you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen… and I think I’m falling in love with you, Y/N.” She gasps, and her heart begins to pound even faster. Sam comes closer, closing the gap between them both. So close they’re only inches apart now. “May I?” He whispers, tilting his head towards hers. Y/N nods, too speechless to say anything. Slowly, like they’re in a movie, Sam gently leans in, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. When their lips connect, it sends a tingle down her spine and sends her heart into overdrive. Sam wraps his hands around her waist, whilst hers go onto his shoulders. He holds her there for what feels like hours, safe in his embrace. “Can I call you tomorrow?” He asks once they finally, yet reluctantly break apart.

“Of course. Like you even have to ask.” He leans in again, this time kissing her cheek.

“Goodnight Y/N.” He whispers, his breath hot against her cheek.

“Goodnight Sam.”

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Traitor?

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Agent of HYDRA!Reader.

Word count: 765 words.

Summary: You are trying to help Steve after HYDRA uprising.

Warnings: Canon divergent, HYDRA won.

A/N: This my entry to @late-to-the-party-81​’s Jen’s 1K Challenge Yourself Challenge with the prompts:

Trope idea: Enemies to lovers.

Style idea: angst.

AU idea: Canon divergent.

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You held your breath; no one could find out what had happened; after all, in a way, you were betraying HYDRA with what you had done before, and if now they found out what had happened... you didn't even want to think about it.

You could avoid the subject, since outside of the little big incident, which had happened, no one suspected you, and at the end of the day, what mattered was that "you proved your loyalty to HYDRA."

You turned around, carefully observing the surroundings, to make sure that no one had followed you and entered the password; no one was supposed to know about that place, and it was supposed to stay that way.

Even so, you had to come up with a plan to know what to do; Steve could not stay hidden there for eternity.

When Steve heard the sound of the door, he cautiously peered out; he knew he was in a safe place, but he had to make sure, in case something had happened to you.

"It's me; I'm bringing food," you said when you saw him. He smiled and left the shield leaning against the wall.

You usually told him about the situation while you were eating; the situation was critical, but you still couldn't find everyone, among other things.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Steve asked.

"Yes, Steve, everything is fine, but you lied.

"We should run," Steve suggested, and you put down the spoon you were holding.

"You know that's impossible; HYDRA has everything under surveillance. With the simple fact that someone says they thought they saw you, they send all available teams to capture you," you answered without looking away from him. The order they had been given was very clear; they were looking for anyone related to S.H.I.E.L.D., but especially Steve.

"I can't allow Hydra to..."

"I know, but Steve, he's already won. This morning... " You interrupted him; he gave you a dirty look. "This morning they caught Bucky; they have him again in their possession, the soldier said. "You practically whispered the last word.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE?! " Steve blurted out.

"I couldn't escape before; in case you hadn't noticed, they have me under surveillance too; every time I come to bring you food or see you, I'm risking my life," you answered grumpily.

"I have to get him out of there somehow," Steve mumbled. You knew perfectly well what I wanted to do; however, it was impossible unless...

"I think I have an idea; it's too risky, but maybe it could work; I'm not completely sure, but maybe it's worth a try," you said.

With that simple sentence, you completely captured Steve's attention. In his head, he couldn't stop thinking about how to go and save Bucky, but probably your plan was better since all the ones he had thought of had an exaggeratedly high probability of ending badly, very badly.

"What's your plan?" Steve was extremely interested.

"You will enter HYDRA's facilities, not on the sly, but through the front door, and we will gain everyone's trust."

"I don't understand; obviously, as soon as they see me, they're going to try to kill me," Steve interrupted.

"Some time ago, something happened, and they came to believe that I was a traitor...

"You're HYDRA..."

Steve, shut up and let me talk. It's not because I wanted to; all of us, all the mutants who were kids when the Sentinels caught us and sent us to Garland, ended up in HYDRA; it wasn't by our own choice.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know," Steve apologized; he had never had the gentleness to ask you how you ended up there.

"It doesn't matter; well, we can say that you found a way to contact me and that you want to join HYDRA because... well, we'll think of an excuse, and from there it would be easier to find Bucky. I don't know; it's still not perfect, but it's the only thing I could think of in less than ten minutes. I'm not entirely sure if it will work or what consequences it might have," you said.

Steve was silent for a few minutes. He was thinking about what you proposed; it sounded really good. Maybe it would be hard to convince some people, but it would also serve to defeat Hydra from the inside, or at least try.

You began to plan the details quickly. Steve was going to try as hard as necessary to make it go the right way; this time he wasn't going to let the enemies win.

[doasyoudesireandlive]

Found

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Steve Rogers (set in the beginning of endgame)

Summary: after five years of feeling lost, Natasha wants to be found.

word count: 450ish

warnings: angst, fluff, possessiveness, sad Nat, supportive Steve, happy ending.

authors note: This is my take on Jen (@late-to-the-party-81) Challenge Yourself - challenge! Thank you, Jen - I hope I did it justice!

(english is not my first language, so im sure there will be mistakes!)

Natasha looks at Nebula, Rocket, Okoye, Carol and Rhodes.

"All right. Uh well…This channel's always active. so, if anything goes sideways…anyone's making trouble where they shouldn't…comes through me."

Everyone nods in agreement and the video call ends, making the holographic figures disappear. 

Natasha slumps down in the chair, the sadness and the desperation washing over her. She, the expert assassin, felt lost at sea. Hopeless, abandoned, alone. 

Hiding her face in her hands, eyes welling up with tears. 

"You ok?" Steve's voice is soft and mellow. Natasha quickly straightens up and try to blink the tears away.

"You here to do laundry?" Natasha tries to sound mocking, but the tremble in her voice gives her away. 

"And to visit a friend" Steve walks towards her, sitting down in the opposite facing chair. 

They sit in comfortable silence for a few minutes. The only sound heard is their own breathing and the slight humming of electronics. 

"You know, you don't have to hide from me, Nat." Steves voice breaks the silence. Eyes blue as the summer sky meets Natashas green ones. 

"Yeah… I know" a faint smirk ghosts over Natashas lips. She clears her throat and looks down, hiding her sadness once again. 

A warm, big hand cups her cheek. Steve slowly tilts her head up, until they are facing each other completely. He's closer now, faces only inches apart. 

"Stop. Hiding. From. Me." The dominance and tenderness in his voice makes the redhead shiver. 

Reaching out her hand, she places it on his chest. 

"How could I ever hide? You always seem to find me" 

Natasha can feel Steve's heart speed up under the palm of her hand. Steve's eyes flicker back and forth between her eyes and her lips. 

Natashas eyes once again wells up with tears. "Please Steve, find me." 

The words are barely a whisper.

Steve wastes no time, crashing his lips against Natashas. There is no room for softness, or any kind of gentleness. It's raw. Two bleeding hearts, beating as one. 

For just one moment they forget. They forget about everything and everyone. Just for once, their only focus is each other. 

Steve takes Natasha into his arms, the gentle touch welcomed like rain in a draught. 

Pouring all his love into the kisses and touches, Steve wants Natasha to know. To know that he loves her. That she deserves better. That he wants her to be his. 

"Mine". 

Natasha pulls back, looking at Steve with shock in her eyes. Steve looks right back at her, pulling her back.

"Mine" - he's louder this time.

Natasha feels her heart beating fast, threatening to jump right out of her chest. 

Silence.

A breath. 

"Yours."

dividers by @saradika

moodboard/header by me.

taglist: @animnerd @late-to-the-party-81

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IM IN LOVE WITH SPIDER-JEN you dont even understand 🥰😝😻 but im craving some angst... can you write yn getting attacked by one of yunjins enemies and she doesnt get there in time? my heart hurts just by requesting this 🤧

for you, i'd bleed myself dry - spiderwoman!h.yj x reader

WARNING(S); vague descriptions of death

NOTES; 1k. i hate writing angst so so much but when someone requests i'll try my best to deliver so 😭 yk atsv and like the thing abt canon events....and the last gwenter scene in tasm 2....yeah....im kinda denying that it's a pt.2 to my spiderwoman yunjin fic bc im delulu <3

"hey!" yunjin yells, her heart hammering in her chest, "y/n! i need to hear you!"

"i'm okay!" you respond shakily, standing on a tiny ledge that oversaw the whole hollow clocktower, except for a bunch of gears moving. the fall would still be able to kill, "focus on your fight!"

yunjin lets out a relieved sigh, wincing at the action. her ribs hurt the more she breathes, her vision getting blurry the more she evades her enemy's attacks.

how much has technology advanced anyway? with all the guys yunjin has had to deal with, especially the last few months, it felt like every terrible person was trying to be on par with spiderwoman.

that's how you all ended up on top of this fucking clocktower anyway. if it weren't for her insisting to give you a quick kiss, he might have thought you were just a normal civilian.

'fucking idiot,' she thinks to herself, forcing her limbs to move. once she feels her foot connect with his face, she dives down to get you.

"hold on tight," she orders, with you nodding quickly. she webs something sturdy above the both of you, but just as she pulls up, the criminal cuts it off.

all yunjin can hear is your gasp and his sickening laugh.

she grabs you with a web and sends another one to hold her up.

he seems bored of repeating the same action, jumping down to challenge yunjin to take him on again.

you see the white eyes of her mask focusing on you, and at this moment, it hurts to think of how much she loves you.

when he tries to grasp her arm, you shout a warning, and yunjin manages to kick him off again, her arm swinging to throw a punch before she holds herself up again.

then the gears meet, and your web snaps.

it happens so quickly, that, you wonder if you even screamed.

yunjin doesn't either. she just jumps.

lower, and lower, and lower.

a string chases your chest.

you hear a crack, and you feel yunjin's arms envelop you.

and you're grateful that that's the last thing you feel.

"please, please, please, oh fuck," yunjin pulls off her mask, tears streaming down her cheeks when she falls to the floor, cradling you, "please, babe, no. don't do this."

she leans her ear to your chest, and she has the urge to die herself when she hears nothing.

"honey, no, please," she begs softly, her chest wrecking with sobs when she presses a lingering kiss to your temple.

"get up, okay? tell me you're alright. scold me for being late to practice. yell at me for dropping you!"

it aches. it aches how alive you looked and how dead you felt.

"i'm so sorry, i'm so sorry," she chants, holding you closer as she cries, "it's all my fault. i should've-...i..."

"you look so tired," you whisper, one late night.

yunjin had come home around 3 am, and she's sitting tiredly on your bed, nuzzling her face onto your chest as you stood and held her.

"everything...hurts."

you pull her mask off, expression souring when you see a cut on her lip and eyebrow.

"one day, i'll kill the people who hurt you like this," you declare quietly, after patching her up, like you always have, and you always will.

"no need," she whispers, burying her face in your hair when you lay on the bed, "i'll handle them and you handle me, okay?"

you giggle, and nod in approval, taking her hand to press gentle kisses on her battered knuckles, "i'll take care of you."

and yunjin is surprised at how much she yearns. even when you're around. and painfully more so when you're not.

"it's rotten work."

"not to me. not if it's you."

she remembers falling asleep to your voice.

she never regretted touching you, kissing you, telling you how she loved you, every single day. she never forgot your lips on her own, her cheeks, and her scars.

maybe that's why it was so utterly devastating.

because she never felt that strongly about anyone, or anything. she was the city's protector while you were hers.

she crumbles completely, and she sits there for hours.

the police can arrive, blame everything on her, arrest her, she didn't care.

the only reason why she tears herself away from your body, was so you could be buried properly. she feels as though she can't speak, her eyes red and dull when she left you.

she doesn't come out of her room for days. everyone seems to notice spiderwoman's absence. her friends try to get to her, but she refuses to respond.

she finally shows her face at your funeral, and when they ask why she did, she merely says it's all for you.

and also, she thinks, because you saved her. again, even after death. you did have a way with words, after all.

to my soulmate,

i know you warned me before we started dating, about how i might be in as much danger as you are.

if you found this, it's because you were right, and for whatever reason, i can't be with you right now.

i just want to say that i don't regret kissing you that one night after you saved me, and i certainly wouldn't take back all the love i have given you and my experiences of you giving all you have left in you to me.

in fact, i'd do it all over again, and even now, i love you, i love you, i love you.

you got this! you can pull through it. you're the strongest person i know. and don't forget to lean on our friends if you need them. i know you'll be in good hands.

i took care of you for as long as i could, and you protected me to the best of your ability. i know, because i trust you.

so please, continue to smile and laugh for me, i'll be watching from wherever i am, so don't you dare forget it!

yours forever,

the love of your life (your words, not mine, babe)

[mixtapedoh]

literally ran to your inbox when i saw your writing event post. may i request hoshi with autumn by niki because i like pain and can not get this song out of head for days now

omg, a fellow niki lover <3333 jen, you always have had such wonderful taste. i love the way her songs allow me to bleed.

ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ?

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pairing: kwon soonyoung x reader (not endgame) genre: angst, break-up word count: ~1k warnings: heartbreak, death imagery (don't we love angst and more angst and a dash of even more crushing angst?), barely there plot but fuck it, we ball.

olive's notes: a very interesting exercise for me! tbh, as a niki fan, i love to cast her songs as potential fic ideas, and when i hear autumn, my gut reaction is woozi, so to think about hoshi instead was a welcome challenge. hopefully i did it justice <3.

Read

You stare at those four letters, that single word, the broken sentence fragment not even deserving of punctuation until the blue light of your phone burns the impression of it into your retina in a persistence that lasts longer than your last conversation with him, just days before.

Read.

Not even four letters he had deigned to type out — some semblance of a response to your longing that you'd attempted to sever with a knife that, rusted through, meant you had to saw at that place where you deemed your attachment thinnest over and over: a back and forth motion, a seasickened sort of nausea that left you emptier than perhaps the hacking would have resulted in, had the cut been clean. But no; to all that you had spilled before him in your text (written and rewritten, drafted and thrown out, wept over, then created anew), all he could offer you — all he would give you, now — was silence. A read receipt. All your feelings still spilling out of you, pooling in shallow oceans, sales tax. Your anger, change. A transaction in the deficit. A run-up tab, a thousand I-owe-you's coalescing in just four letters, not even the ellipses of thought.

Read.

But did he?

When you fell for Hoshi all those months ago, it certainly hadn't been for his careful trepidation, or some thoughtful penchant for contemplation. It was for the lack of it, really. The way he so effortlessly swept you up — took your wary hands, and with a smile that seemed to embody the whole of him, coaxed the laughter out of you, and then following, the vulnerable, sticky truth. He liked it — liked you — he always pressed for more.

And so you'd give, and he would take. Then he'd offer, and you'd come closer to receive. Close enough to memorize the lines in his face, intimate enough to carve the worst of you into his bones.

And then work came between you, as it was wont to do. You were seeing each other in secret, of course (could you imagine what they'd say, if all the world knew?), but then people grew suspicious, an accounting of his every move including too many reports of you. So space was needed, but Soonyoung was apologetic, and you were hopeful you'd pull through.

"I love you," you'd whisper in the late night phone calls when he'd still be in his sweats and running choreography that was perfect as is.

(It wasn't right, he'd always claim. And he'd do it again and again, critiquing it over and over. Sharper. More focused. Harder. More precise. Another replay of the same, small moment. A circle that he could never claim was finished, an ideal he could never move past. It would be perfect. It had to be right. It wasn't enough if it were half-performed, it would never signify.)

"You love me?" he'd laughing, reply. Joking self deprecation, it had began, then a spiral towards something doubtful and unsure. A while yet and it began to hollow and turn cold.

"You love me?" he'd once said. "Not if I love you more."

And what if he'd stopped all together? A train crash or a too-long sustained whimper, it's silence a death.

Could you love him still, if this feeling is just aching? Could you love him if your phone calls were never picked up and only once, returned? Could you love him if you begged to hear from him and he'd go for weeks at a time without giving you a word? Could you love him if — at midnight — you texted him that it felt as though with each passing day he was loving you less, and every moment your breath was hitched in anticipation waiting for him to come home an agony of only half-living and drowning in your own insecurities and sorrow.

Could you love him if you sent it, and waited all that early morning for his reply, only for him to read it 4 hours later and not even reply?

"I'm so lucky I met you," Soonyoung had once said to you, with flowers in his hands, a bouquet of bleeding colors, a display near blinding when you looked at it head on. The assortment was so fresh, their fragrance assaulted your every sense, and the reminder of him lingered long after he was gone.

The aroma was gone, now. The savor expired, the petals wilted and sagged. You were perhaps due another fresh delivery, and maybe he'd bring it to you — every new batch of flowers less ceremonious than the last, with fewer words of endearment, rarely an explanation for all he'd done in between the death of the old set, and the replacement with something new.

Excuses rarely beget the same of their kind, and thinness only ever tried to be better, still.

. . .

He was typing.

Maybe that read receipt was still burned into your retinas. Maybe despite this offer of something, you were through.

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Magazine Covers

Pairings: Ethan Ramsey x Victoria Clarke

Word Count: 1k

Summary: Two magazines, two different covers

Rating: General Audiences

Category: Fluff

Victoria

“I have never felt so glam in all my life!” Victoria grinned as she sat in the makeup chair.

“Just wait, you’re going to look amazing, Ethan is not going to know what hit him.” Jennifer, her best friend grinned as she grabbed her hair dryer.

“So what’s the plan?” Victoria asked.

Jennifer pulled up her iPad. “I was thinking this.” She showed Victoria a hairstyle and makeup option.

“Nothing is ever too big a challenge for you. Let’s do it.” Victoria grinned.

“The sole purpose is to make sure your husband can’t take his eyes off you. I know he’s like that anyway, but let’s keep those eyes on those cherries.” Jen grinned.

“They’re his favourite assets.” Victoria laughed.

Victoria had been asked by US Med, a leading medical magazine in the United States to be on the front cover of their July issue, they had gotten in contact with Victoria back in May and she had asked them if she could appear after the wedding. The magazine were delighted they they would be able to interview Victoria as a Ramsey and said yes immediately.

Now here she was, Victoria felt a bit nervous, she hadn’t done anything like this before.

Once Jennifer had done her hair and makeup, the clothing team dressed her, they said they wanted something that would make her stand out and Victoria agreed. This was her first magazine cover, she thought she might as well make it memorable.

“Victoria you look amazing!” Hannah Martin, the editor of the magazine said as Victoria got set up for the shot. “This is going to be our best cover to date!”

“You flatter me too much.” Victoria chuckled.

“The medical world has always had an interest in Ethan Ramsey but we didn’t think there would be another one.”

“Neither did he.” Victoria laughed. “I had to work hard for him but it all came out good in the end.”

“And we’re so lucky to have you. This cover is going to inspire so many people.” Hannah replied.

“Do you think so?”

“Absolutely! You’re a history maker in so many ways. Everyone wants to hear your story and we’re so happy you chose us first.”

“Thanks Hannah, I appreciate it. How should I pose?” Victoria asked.

“Give us your best. I’ve seen your pictagram. You’re a natural.”

Victoria got into position as the photographer took some photos. It felt very strange having lots of pairs of eyes on her but she felt confident. Like she was made for this moment.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw someone walk into the room, a captivating smile that caught her attention. She looked over and saw Ethan, she gave him a wide smile as he smiled back.

“You made it!” Victoria smiled after she had finished taking some photos.

“I couldn’t miss seeing you on your special day.” Ethan laughed as he gave her a kiss.

“I have to admit, I think this tops our wedding day.” Victoria laughs.

“Oh really? I guess I’ll have to do something about that.” Ethan grins as he tucks a stray piece of hair behind Victoria’s ear and his other hand runs down her waist.

“Sadly for you you’ll have to wait. We have an audience. But I promise to be at your mercy later on.” Victoria grinned against his lips.

Ethan closed the minuscule distance between them, savouring that’s promise for later. He left her side and went and stood behind the camera as Victoria got back into position.

He was so proud of his wife. To think that she was about to grace the cover of a magazine she had constantly read as she studied to become a doctor. Now she was about to inspire the next generation of doctors.

He couldn’t wait for it to be published and for the world to see how amazing and talented his wife is.

Ethan

“I don’t understand the need for this.” Ethan groaned.

“You’re supposed to look photo ready Ethan.” Victoria rolled her eyes.

“Don’t worry Ethan. I won’t put glitter in your hair.” Jennifer chuckled as she turned the hairdryer off.

“For some reason I don’t believe you.”

“Jen is a miracle worker. She’ll have you looking cover ready in no time.” Victoria laughed. “Are you excited for today?”

“Excited isn’t really the word I’d use.” Ethan replied.

“Let me guess, it’s just giving the editors what they want.” Jennifer laughed.

“Exactly. I’m not doing another magazine interview or cover ever again.” Ethan said.

Victoria rolled her eyes. “Not even if it means inspiring the next generation?”

“That’s what you are for.” Ethan winked.

“Gross. Get a room you two. You’re all done Ethan.” Jennifer said.

Ethan stood up and headed to the spot where his photo was going to be taken.

“Are you going to smile?” Victoria laughed.

“I like to think a serious face will make prospective doctors realise how serious this job is.” Ethan replied.

“People reading your book will realise that. I was one of them.”

Ethan smiled. “Then I’d say I did a good job. I can’t say I’m thrilled at having my face in every shop but if people really do look up to my work then that is something I am proud of.”

“And just think. Once one magazine is published, others will be rolling in.” Victoria teased.

“Then they’re going to have to wait. I can only handle one magazine at a time.”

“Well when you do. I’ll be the first to buy it.” Victoria smiled.

“Always have been my number one fan.” Ethan smiled, taking her hand.

“Forever.” Victoria smiled back.

She went and stood behind the camera ad Ethan had his photo taken. Deep down, she knew that he found these kind of things pointless, but he saw how important it was to others to hear his opinions and advice. So that was why he agreed to do this article.

Victoria was proud of him, and when his magazine article was published, she would be even more proud.

Her husband, her amazing, selfless and brilliant husband made her smile every single day.

She couldn’t wait to see what he would do next.

I remembered the magazine cover we did for MC Monday was for this month so I thought I’d do a fic to commemorate it!

Also check out below the front covers and a look at what the article looks like. Both E and V’s articles cover a few pages but I only did one page.

Tagging in reblog

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Taking The Risks Masterlist

Mike Weiss and You have a problem. Well more than a problem, you both are addicts. Add on the fact that you are a working girl for one of the most powerful men in Houston Texas, it just doesn't spell anything good for you.

But Mike is insistent that you both can get out of that life.

Warnings- Sex, Drugs, Addiction, Murder, Police Activity.

Taking The Risks- 4.7k Mike Weiss x Prostitute Reader. Mike needs his fix. Sure he can get it anywhere but he only wants it from you. You are his favorite escape from his problems. You have rules set by your handler. But for Mike, you are willing to over look them, even when it costs you. Written for @the-iceni-bitch​‘s 1k Hoeing to Hozier Challenge. Warnings- Heavy Drug Use, Smut, Abuse, probably some manipulation. 18+ Blog.

Taking The Risks (chapter 2)- 4.5k Mike Weiss x You. After the encounter with Joey, leaving you with a certain promise you didn’t want to see fulfilled, you knew you had to cut ties with Mike Weiss, for both of you. Warnings- abuse, assault, threats, smut. This is an 18+ Blog.

Taking The Risks (Chapter 3)- 5.2k Mike Weiss x You. Having left behind Houston and Mike for his safety, you jump right back into work when Jen offers you to go with her to a paid get together. When you arrive though, things certainly don’t play out like you expect and suddenly your life is flipped upside down once again. Warnings- Swears, drug use and execution style murder.

Taking The Risks (Chapter 4)- ​4.5k Mike Weiss x You. Mikes’ brother Paul has you looking through various pictures of possible suspects now that they have you safely settled in the safe house. Mike arrives looking for some kind of answer as to why you even left in the first place. Warnings- mild bondage, sex, drug use. This is all fiction made up by me, so if anything is inaccurate in the description, put it to I honestly do not know how some things work.

Taking The Risks (4.5)- 1.3 Paul Diskant takes a quiet moment to call his wife. No Warnings.

[late-to-the-party-81]

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So hold onto your panties……

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[taixju]

i should be studying rn… but i really can’t help but think ab what that 🪱 anon said. 😭😭😭

i really do think taiju is the kind of man to get turned on when you have an attitude with him— like in all reality, he’ll just use it as an excuse to “fuck the attitude out of you.”

he’s the type to have a hand at his neck while you yell at him, three fingers slowly loosening his tie as his jaw is slack— wet tongue running along his bottom lip.

“mhm,” he nods with a grin as he stands by the counter. “what else do you think i am?”

“sometimes, you can be so fucking lazy and inattentive!” you turn your back to him this time, your body instinctively making gestures to emphasize your words. “that’s what you fucking are!”

“say it to my face this time if you have the balls.”

and without a second thought, it was challenge accepted.

“yeah?” you turn back around, making an attempt to get into his face. “you-”

“you know that’s not you,” taiju abruptly seizes your jaw, bringing his head to the side of your face to speak low in your ear. “keep acting like you got no sense…”

his other hand grabs one of yours, bringing it to the front of his pants. “i’ll fuck it back into you at this point.”

with your palm over his warm bulge alone, you forget what you were even mad about in the first place.

happy 1k again! 🎁❤️💚

🚨 I. Am. Screaming. 🚨

“He’s the type to have a hand at his neck while you yell at him, three fingers listening his tie as his jaw is slack — wet tongue running across his bottom lip.” 🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻 THE WAY I CAN LITERALLY PICTURE THIS IN MY BRAIN AND IT HAS MY LEGS TWITCHING!!! JEN????? SHOULD I DRAW THIS? SHOILD I BRING THIS IMAGE TO LIFE? Literally this man can ruin me and I’d say thank you 🧍🏻‍♀️Hed probably make you grab the kitchen counter as he rips your panties off — Keep your hands there. Don’t fucking move.

[nekoannie-chan]

¿Traidora?

Pareja: Steve Rogers X Lectora agente de HYDRA.

Palabras: 704 palabras.

Sinopsis: Intentabas ayudar a Steve después de la sublevación de HYDRA.

Advertencias: Canon divergente, HYDRA ganó.

N/A:  Esta es mi entrada para Jen’s 1K Challenge Yourself Challenge with the prompts:

Trope idea: Enemies to lovers.

Style idea: angst.

AU idea: Canon divergent.

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Contuviste la respiración nadie se podía enterar de lo que había ocurrido, a final de cuentas, de cierta forma estabas traicionando a HYDRA con lo que habías hecho antes, si ahora se enteraban de lo que había ocurrido… ni siquiera querías pensarlo.

Podías evitar el tema, ya que fuera del pequeño gran incidente, que había ocurrido, nadie sospechaba de ti, a final de cuentas lo que importaba era que “demostraste tu lealtad hacia HYDRA”.

Volteaste, observando minuciosamente los alrededores, para asegurarte de que nadie te había seguido y digitaste la clave; se suponía que nadie sabía de ese lugar y así se debía de quedar.

Aun así debían de idear un plan para saber qué hacer, Steve no podía quedarse escondido ahí por la eternidad.

Cuando Steve escuchó el ruido de la puerta, con cautela se asomó, sabía que estaba en un lugar seguro, pero debía de asegurarse, por si algo te había pasado.

—Soy yo, traigo comida —dijiste cuando lo viste. Él sonrió y dejó el escudo recargado sobre la pared.

Usualmente le comentabas la situación mientras comían, la situación era crítica, pero aún no encontraban a todos, entre otras cosas.

—T/N, ¿estás bien? —Steve preguntó

—Si, Steve, todo está bien —mentiste.

—Deberíamos huir —Steve sugirió, dejaste la cuchara que estabas sosteniendo.

—Sabes que eso es imposible, HYDRA tiene todo vigilado, con el simple hecho de que alguien diga que creyó verte, mandan a todos los equipos disponibles para tu captura —respondiste sin dejar de mirarlo. La orden que les habían dado era muy clara, capturar a todo aquel que estuviese relacionado con S.H.I.E.L.D., pero en especial estaban buscando a Steve.

—No puedo permitir que HYDRA…

—Gane, lo sé, pero Steve, ya ganó. Esta mañana… —lo interrumpiste, él te miró de mala manera—… esta mañana atraparon a Bucky, tienen de nuevo en su poder al… Soldado —prácticamente susurraste la última palabra.

—¡¿POR QUÉ NO ME LO DIJISTE ANTES?! —Steve espetó.

—No pude escaparme antes, por si no te habías dado cuenta también me tienen a mí vigilada, cada vez que vengo a traerte comida o verte estoy arriesgando mi vida —contestaste malhumorada.

—Tengo que sacarlo de ahí de alguna manera —Steve farfulló. Sabías perfectamente a lo que quería hacer, no obstante no era posible a menos que…

—Creo que tengo una idea, es demasiado arriesgado, pero tal vez pudiera funcionar, no estoy completamente segura, aunque quizás valga la pena intentarlo —dijiste.

Con esa sencilla frase, captaste completamente la atención de Steve, en su cabeza no podía dejar de pensar en cómo ir y salvar a Bucky, pero probablemente tu plan era mejor, ya que todos los que se le había ocurrido, tenían una exageradamente alta probabilidad de terminar mal, muy mal.

—¿Cuál es tu plan? —Steve preguntó, sumamente interesado.

—Entrarás a las instalaciones de HYDRA, pero no a escondidas, sino por la puerta principal, ganaríamos la confianza de todo el mundo…

—No entiendo, obviamente en cuanto me vean me van a intentar asesinar —Steve te interrumpió.

—Hace tiempo, ocurrió algo y llegaron a creer que era una traidora…

—Eres HYDRA…

—Steve, cállate y déjame hablar, no es porque hubiera querido, a todos los mutantes que éramos niños cuando nos atraparon los Centinelas y nos mandaron a Garland, terminamos en HYDRA, no fue por decisión propia.

—Lo siento, no sabía —Steve se disculpó; nunca había tenido la delicadeza de preguntarte cómo habías terminado ahí.

—No importa, bueno podemos decir que encontraste la forma de contactarme y que te quieres unir a HYDRA porque… bueno ya pensaremos en alguna excusa, de ahí sería más fácil encontrar a Bucky, no sé, aún no es perfecto, pero es lo único que se me ocurrió en menos de diez minutos, tampoco estoy del todo segura de que vaya a funcionar o qué consecuencias pueda tener —dijiste.

Steve estuvo en silencio durante algunos minutos, estaba pensando en lo que propusiste, sonaba muy bien, tal vez sería difícil convencer a algunas personas, pero también serviría para derrotar a HYDRA desde el interior, o al menos intentarlo.

Comenzaron a planear los detalles rápidamente, Steve se iba a esforzar todo lo que fuera necesario para que saliera de la manera correcta, esta vez no iba a permitir que los enemigos ganaran.

[jlf23tumble]

Hi Jen, ummm could you rec any bottoming dom Louis fics? 👀 and/or service top Harry?

LMAO, well, I don’t think I’ve actually tagged service top Harry in my bookmark collection, but I know I’ve tagged bottom dom Louis because, yeah, I love him [non-fisting fist] so much! The truly amazing thing is that there are a ton of fics I could dig out that have this dynamic, but I didn’t want to make this list literally exhausting, and yet I still have enough that I have to put this under a "keep reading” ribbon. And on top (heh) of that, I will guarantee you there’s an entire crew of blp ride or die people who won’t actually read any of this fic because of ~vibes. Fandom is silly, totally their loss, I could say so much, but I’m just tipsy enough to not want to reply to the inevitable shitty anons about so, enjoy!

Like I said, these are my faves, so hopefully you like them, too, or at least until @cisharry pulls together their fic fest, hmmmm...let’s dig in!

Clean, orphan_account, 1k. Look, you know I love a good pube-related fic, and this one is that PLUS some bottom Louis, and all in 1k? The sorcery!

Turns Out She’s a Devil (In-Between the Sheets), zedi, 3k. My god, this series, the very best explorations of genderfluid Harry and shifting pronouns, but this one? CHEF’S KISS.

Lay So Still, yougotmeitedown, 3k. This would be so fantastical, Harry wanting to be used like a piece of furniture, except for him actually saying it IRL. Canon, bb!

someone who knows how to ride, orphan_account, 3k. You can literally stop this list right here, anon, this is the exact story you wanted to read, no frills, pure PWP.

Girl, you can bend me..., enbyharry/ @cisharry, 3k. This title, she is so long, but this fic, she is too short, written out of pure spite, and SO GOOD, this is mpreg Harry fucking Louis, and it’s everything blp WISHES they could get.

Edged in Lace, someonesthatsfunny, 4k. One of the first fics I read in this fandom, yet nobody ever recs it but me? For shame!

thank you, navarro., starvingdoms, 4.4k. Harry gets his nips pierced, and Louis has some fun. I know I’ve described it differently in previous recs, but I swear, this is it.

give me forever for a while, mercutionnotromeo, 5.4k. This is one of my favorite writers, hands down, and this somehow manages to combine Harry petplay with bottom Louis? Yeah, VIBE CHECK, BITCHES.

Let me take it all and give you more, sorcxita, 6.8k. The author’s note! “Harry wants to be used; Louis wants to give him what he wants.” Okay!

in the rough, karamelised, 6.8k. This is a series that is SO GOOD in general, but this chapter? Yeah, Louis turnin’ the tables....and I’ll raise you another installment in it, highway to hell, if you’re too lazy to read the whole thing, same vibes. 

Heel, 13ways, 7k. SPEAKING OF SERIES, god, this one is such a fave, but this installment in particular, bit of the hate sex part of the arc, but so evenly matched.

Gnossienne, pukeandcry, 11k. True story, my first group chat in this fandom, someone asked me for fave fics (to vet me?), and I had this huge rando list that none of these people had read, including this one, and more’s the pity for them...this write up feels like one of those pre-recipe stories without the recipe, lmao, tl/dr, Louis challenges himself to wear a plug all day, and Harry (eventually) fucks him.

head head heart, @turnyourankle, 11k. Harry post-Dunkirk, tryin’ to scratch an itch.

It’s halftime. Are you ready to go?, momentofclarity/ @gaycousinlarry, 12k. One of my very fave authors, and this fic? The dynamics? The entire set up? I can’t do it justice in a few lines?

We can have some more, orphan_account, 12k. Whyyyyy am I such a sucker for premature ejaculator Harry Styles? And Louis trying to fix him??? 

Take Our Bodies Higher, @littlelouishiccups, 21k. Another one of my fave authors, and one of my fave stories/series for multiple reasons (daddy louis, phone sex operator harry, eventual piss kink, but not here, sigh).

Small Doses (Loving You It’s Explosive), QuickedWeen/ @becomeawendybird, 38k. Oooooh, this fic--this author! Again, tons of daddy kink and exploration of a ~theme, but the way Louis uses Harry? Nice.

Buried Like Treasure, QuickedWeen/ @becomeawendybird, 40k. See above, minus the daddy kink but YEAH, god, I love this one. 

Tied Down, HamPalpert/ @ham-palpert, 48k. Oh, hello, yes, just me rec’ing this story again, it’s so gripping, good, and g-on point for your request!

No Control series, @sadaveniren, 96k. I’ll just end on this note, this series has a LOT of explorations of so many themes, but the one you want is hugely in there!

[therainroguefanfiction]

🔥 ℝise Ⱥbove I̾t ◈ Chapter 024 [Surprise]

📑 Table of Contents | ◂Backward

Author’s Note: So, I wanted to take a moment to say that it sucks that the Anime Festa OVA wasn’t dubbed. I know there are several different fansubs out there, so the translations probably aren’t perfect, but I did the best I could with what I could find. Hopefully, the dialogue isn’t too far off. I originally planned to write this chapter before the start of season two, but the first episode is about them seeing Aizawa for the first time, so I felt that should be written first.

This was originally supposed to be two separate chapters, but for some reason, the first one only came out to around 1k words, so I just combined them together. I try to keep chapters between 2k and 3.5k words and I didn’t want to go with only 1k!

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Word Count: 3,699

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〈“You can go the distance, you can run the mile. You can walk straight through hell with a smile. You can be the hero, you can get the gold.” The Script, “Hall of Fame”〉

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The students of class 1-A have returned to the USJ despite the villain attack a few weeks previously. The staff had combed the dome for stragglers and deemed it safe, so we finally returned to pick up on the rescue training that was so rudely interrupted previously.

“Well, that happened, but class is class.” Thirteen announced. “So, let’s begin the rescue training!”

“Can you really move, Thirteen-sensei?” Ochaco asked worriedly.

“My back hurts a bit, but it’s nothing compared to Aizawa.” He motioned toward our teacher, who was still covered in bandages, both arms crossed over his chest in slings.

“We are ready to begin class, let’s start already. We’re wasting time.”

“Aizawa-sensei?” Izuku stepped forward. “All Might is supposed to meet us, as well. Where is he?”

“I don’t know. Forget about him.” Aizawa responded off-handedly, turning and walking down the steps. I sighed and followed after him, already aware of what was in store for the class today. We were led to the rockslide zone.

“Let’s start with the rescue training! There’ll be three students at the bottom of the chasm. One of them will be unconscious, the other will have an injured leg, and the last will be very worried.” Thirteen explained.

Kirishima and Sparky approached the ledge.

“What height!”

“How are we supposed to get down there?!”

“What are you saying?!” Iida rushed over to the ledge. “Are you okay?! Don’t worry, we’ll save you!”

“You’re too fast…”

“Let’s save them!” Ochaco cheered. “Let’s do our best, Deku!”

“The injured will be… you three!” Thirteen pointed to Ochaco, Izuku, and Iida – the golden trio of U.A.

Once they were safely lowered into the chasm, Aizawa chose Momo, Fumi, Todoroki, and Bakugo. “Alright, you four are the ones who will rescue them. You may use these objects.” He nodded toward the various rescue-related items off to the side.

“Oi, why the fuck do I have to save Deku?!” Bakugo screamed angrily.

“Because we’re in the Anime Festa,” Tsu explained.

What the fuck is an anime festa? Sounds like a flavor of salsa.

“Hah?!”

“Just leave him, Tsu…” Kirishima sweatdropped.

“Help us! Please!” Iida’s voice carried from the bottom of the chasm.

“Let’s begin. Who is going down?” Todoroki questioned.

“This bastard doesn’t listen! I’ll have to teach him!” Bakugo held up his palm, setting off a string of small explosions. “Just blow up the mountain, that’s it!”

I facepalmed. “Dumbass,”

“Are you crazy?!” Momo cried out.

“He doesn’t think, he acts on instinct.” Tsu mused.

“Midoriya and the rest are in trouble.”

I scowled at Sparky as he stuck his pinky up his nose, wiggling it back and forth.

Todoroki sighed. “Yaoyorozu, create a pulley. We’ll make a way to pull them up. Let’s start with the one that’s unconscious. Tokoyami will go down. Bakugo, Yaoyorozu, and I will pull.”

“Bastard! Stop deciding on your own!” Bakugo grabbed him by the collar.

“Calm down!”

“It’s the best way,” Todoroki responded, coldly.

“Hah?!”

“If you think of this as a game, you don’t have to know.” Todoroki shoved his arm away. “I’m not going to waste my time in this training.”

Bakugo’s fist clenched, a tic mark appearing on his temple. “W-Who is the one playing around?!”

“Stop!” Momo demanded. “It’s pathetic! Besides, there is something we must do before anything else!” She headed to the edge, getting on her hands and knees. “Everyone, please keep calm! We will get to you right away!”

“Please hurry!”

“You’re finally here! We’re saved!”

Momo turned to glare at the two boys, clearly fed up with their attitude. “The first thing to do is to reassure the victims. There are occasions where you can’t save people who are desperate and panicking. Reassuring them is related to saving them! If you won’t do it properly, what’s the point of this training?!”

“Hmm,” I grinned. “I almost got chills. She’s gonna be a pretty good hero.”

French Fry, who was standing on my left, nodded in agreement.

“Impressive,” Kirishima agreed. “She’s really good.”

Mineta kneeled down, drool dripping from his mouth. “Yes, very good.”

“You’re such garbage, man.”

I followed his line of sight and my eye twitched. With her kneeling over like that, the perverted fucking grape has a perfect shot of her ass. My lip curled back in disgust as I lifted my foot backward before swinging it, boot connecting with his face. He went flying back against the stone wall behind us. “Have some goddamn decency, you cunt!”

“W-Winchester!” Kirishima grabbed my shoulder and I scowled, shoving my hands into my pockets.

“Jen, if you do that again, you’ll be given a week’s worth of detention,” Aizawa muttered.

“Che, worth it,” I responded. There are several students in my class that gets on my nerves, but there’s only one I hate with every fiber of my being and that’s Mineta.

During this time, Momo created a pulley, attaching the provided robe and gurney to it. The rock under the rope had been iced over by Todoroki so it would slide across smoothly without risk of breaking. Fumi, wearing a harness over his costume that was attached to the rope, started lowering himself down. Todoroki and Bakugo were holding the end of the rope, threading it carefully so he wouldn’t fall.

“Thank you… heroes!!”

Ochaco was lifted up on the gurney and… is she laughing again? Jeez, what is with this girl?

“Uraraka, what are you laughing about?” Momo asked cautiously.

“It’s just that, Iida – pft – is super serious, it’s funny!”

“I think it’s wonderful. It’s not a laughing matter.”

“I’m sorry, but even so… pft.”

I facepalmed. Idiots, they’re all idiots.

“Let’s pull the next one up,” Todoroki said.

“Shut up and just do it,” Bakugo responded, surprisingly calm.

“Rescuing people without using your quirk is quite a taxing job. That’s how modern heroes must shine!” Thirteen spoke.

“He’s the only one pulling…” Flex Tape commented.

“Shut up, bastard!”

“He judged that he could not use his quirk, that’s the right thing to do! Acting in a normal way… there’s a lot of professionals who are incapable of doing it. They always think of themselves and when they encounter a challenging situation, they put it aside. When you manage to understand and remember, you pass. I’m sure he’ll become a beautiful hero!”

“So, we just gonna forget about how he was content to just blast the mountain?” I cocked a brow, seeing his shoulders tense.

“He’ll never be beautiful,” Flex Tape added and Bakugo’s aura turned angry.

Izuku, Tail, and Ochaco worked together to save Tsu, who had a ‘broken’ leg. Using her gravity quirk, Ochaco was able to easily lift Tsu out of the chasm, dropping her into Izuku’s arms. “Safe!”

This ain’t baseball, sis.

“Midoriya, put me down. It’s embarrassing… Even though my leg is bandaged, this is wrong.”

Izuku freaked out, as usual, before setting her down.

“And we’re done!” Thirteen announced.

“It seems we’re not included because we’re not as efficient for the job.” Sumo mused. ‘We’ included Mountain, Octo, Me, and French Fry.

“So basically, we useless.” I scratched my cheek.

“It’s un~fair,” French Fry wagged his finger.

“It is!”

Thirteen clapped his hands. “Great job for your first time. We still have more battle scenarios prepared. In a nutshell, there’s still lots to do!”

“Do not relax,” Aizawa ordered. “Class is still in session.”

My lips tugged up as I looked away, covering my mouth with the back of my hand. Zawa be over here lookin’ like an angry mummy that just caught his kid sneaking out past curfew.

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The class had moved to the urban area, which was basically the entrance exam but smaller and hella rundown.

“Now, we continue in this setting. Unlike the first training, this is a different situation. The purpose of this scenario is to give a more genuine experience. The injured can be anywhere and we don’t know in what state they may be in! You’ll have eight minutes to spread out and four of you will be the rescuers. The other seventeen must hide in whichever place they with. Nine of the hidden may not speak. I will select them now.” Thirteen explained.

“Ah, we’re playing hide and seek!” Alien cheered.

“To be precise, almost. Okay, the four that will search are…”

For the love of tacos and all things sacred in this world, do not fucking pick me.

“Them!” He pointed to Izuku, Ochaco, Mineta, and Bakugo.

Cool. An angry chihuahua, a perverted dumbass, and two of the sweetest cinnamon rolls. I feel safe.

“Why the fuck do I have to be with Deku?!”

“There’s no helping it, we’re in the Anime Festa,” Ochaco answered. Again? Man, I wish I had my phone on me to look this shit up.

“What the hell is that?!”

“Calm down, calm down. Let’s research it!” Kirishima answered, happily.

“When you carry the victims, you can touch their chests or their ass! Is that considered an evil deed?” Mineta was staring at Alien and Tsu, whose backsides were facing him.

Flames covered my entire body as I walked up behind him, slamming my fist against my palm. “Fucking try it and I’ll personally escort you to the deepest fucking depths of hell, you bastard.”

He squeaked, jumping backward as he covered his head, tears filling his eyes.

Izuku came up beside me. “You’re forbidden from carrying them, Mineta.”

The seventeen students meant to hide scattered across the broken cityscape. I ducked behind one of the broken buildings, hands stuffed into my pockets. Hmm, he should be making an appearance soon. I wonder, how will the other students react when he does? Honestly, I think this is a bad idea. Talk about risking some serious PTSD.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and paused, glancing behind me.

French Fry gave me a soft smile. “Would you like to hide together, mademoiselle?”

I shrugged and continued on my way, with him following close behind. The spot I chose was on the outskirts, a broken building leaning on its side over the wall that surrounded the city. I climbed up the rubble leading to the fourth floor, glancing back when his foot slipped and he nearly fell. I held my hand out to him and he sent me a sheepish smile.

“Thank you,” He took my hand and I pulled him forward, letting him go in front of me.

“Watch your footing, yeah,” I ordered.

He nodded, stepping through the giant hole on the side of the building. It led to the stairwell.

I hummed thoughtfully. “It’s about time, I imagine.”

“Hm?” He tilted this head in confusion.

With a sigh, I rested my hand on top of his head, ruffling his blonde hair. “Don’t freak out, okay?”

“What do you -”

His words were cut short when a loud explosion rang out from the other side of the training area, shaking the entire dome.

それ以上に上昇 ☆ The Day Before

“Whatever you think I did, you can’t prove shit.” I said as I stepped into the teacher’s offices. Aizawa was sitting at his desk, the skeletal Toshi standing beside him.

“I’m not even gonna ask,” Aizawa sighed.

“Smart man,”

“Now that you’re both here, I’d like your help in planning a surprise,” Toshi spoke up, glancing between us.

“A surprise?”

“Yes! The students will be returning to the USJ tomorrow to resume their rescue training. I want to surprise them by pretending to be a villain and hiding in one of the areas.”

“I’m opposed. They have just suffered from a villain attack.” Aizawa responded, sounding like he was regretting his life choices.

“They think that was just an accident.” Toshi held up a finger as he explained. “They believe it’s a coincidence that almost never happens, but that isn’t the case. Heroes are always in danger. I want them to understand that.”

I scratched my cheek, leaning on the desk beside Zawa. “That sounds like a bullet train straight to PTSD-ville, Tosh. And anyway, why the fuck am I here?”

“If we go through with this, we can’t risk you losing control again,” Toshi answered, making me scowl. I mean, he’s right, but still. “And I would also like to not get burned, young Jen. I plan on bringing young Todoroki in on the plan, as well.”

“Jen is right, it’s counterproductive. It may traumatize them if it goes wrong.”

“You must teach determination to overcome it.” Toshi slipped into his muscled form, complete with that Crest smile. “That is our duty as teachers!”

Aizawa was quiet for a moment, lowering his head. “You will assume responsibility.”

“Ahaha! Don’t worry, I believe in their strength!”

“Jen,”

“Yeah, Zawa?”

“Don’t get involved.”

“Less effort for me. Dope.”

He sighed.

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I sighed, taking a seat on the bottom step leading up to the fifth floor.

“W-What was that?” French Fry swallowed, squeezing his body against the wall and peering out the hole.

“I told you not to freak out, didn’t I?” I propped my cheek against my palm, wishing I had an ice-cold Dr. Pepper.

“What if… what if it’s serious?”

“Come ‘ere,” I waved my hand and he hesitantly sat beside me. “I’ll tell you a secret, but you gotta keep it to yourself. All Might thought it would be a brilliant idea to pretend to be a villain to see how everyone would react.”

“How do you know that?”

“Uh,” Well, shit, I didn’t think he’d ask me that. I can’t tell him that Toshi is my guardian, that could cause some problems for both of us. I haven’t even told Bakugo that. “I, uhh, overheard him and Aizawa talking about it yesterday.” Not technically a lie.

He tilted his head, indigo eyes meeting mine. I felt like he could see through me, but he didn’t say anything.

The building shook harder, the wall cracking as a heavy gust of wind shot out from the center of the city. French Fry grabbed my arm as the crack spread to the ceiling above us. “Shit!” I jumped up, throwing him over my shoulder before jumping out of the hole, my feet sliding down the decline of rubble. Seconds later, the building collapsed in on itself. Goddamn it, Toshi. You’re supposed to scare the brats, not kill ’em.

“You okay?”

He nodded wearily and I set him down. The street we were on was on a hill and with most of the buildings now flat because of Toshi, we could see the battle from here. Toshi stood in the center of the city, wearing tan pants and a black muscle shirt, his face covered by a gas mask.

“Man, what a pain.”

Bakugo was attacking him aggressively, but his explosions were doing no damage. Toshi swiped at him but he dodged, using his quirk to jump over Toshi’s head before sending a powerful blast to his back. The force sent Bakugo sliding back across the ground, stopping in front of Iida.

“Oi, don’t worry about others! Don’t just stand there, make those weaklings run away!”

“Why do you have to insult others?!” Iida demanded angrily.

“Oi, oi, Bakugo! Who do you mean by ‘those weaklings’?” Kirishima grinned as the class started to gather at the scene.

“We are the twenty-one students of class 1-A,” Momo announced proudly.

“We will all be heroes!” Ochaco agreed.

“Ho? How brave.” Toshi taunted them. “However…” He sliced his hand through the air, sending a gust of wind and debris flying toward them.

French Fry rushed forward, folding his arms behind his head. “I’ll take care of this!” He leaned back, shooting a blast from his naval laser that destroyed some of the debris.

Kirishima hardened his body while Sumo downed a bunch of sugar, both of them punching and slicing at the rocks in the air. Punk plugged her jacks into her boots, sending sound waves of her heartbeat shooting straight toward Toshi. Using the distraction, Flex Tape used his quirk to wrap around him, while Momo created a cannon, shooting a net that covered him.

Hmm, they’re doing well. They’re not hesitating like they were before. They’ve gotten a lot stronger.

“Now!”

“Let’s go, class 1-A!”

Several of them rushed toward him, but Toshi easily broke free of his bonds, the sheer power of doing so sent everyone flying backward. My eyes met with Iida’s, which opened wide before narrowing in anger.

“I didn’t think you would all come to attack me. It’s unexpected, but with something so simple -”

Ah, the cliche ‘attack while the villain is monologuing’ trope.

Bakugo appeared behind him and he leaned his head to the side, dodging the explosive fist. Attack after attack, Toshi easily dodged them all. I know Bakugo has to be getting really fucking frustrated. Toshi is toying with him, trying to make him feel weak and powerless. I guess, in a way, that’s exactly what a villain would do, but… damn, I feel kinda guilty for not helping. Not like I could do much against that brick wall anyway.

“It seems you’re tired,” Toshi provoked. “Time to end this.”

“Don’t make me fucking laugh! I’m barely getting started!”

“Now!” Izuku rushed toward Ochaco, their hands connecting as he jumped into the air. Tsu’s tongue wrapped around his waist as she turned in a circle, launching him toward Toshi who was too distracted by Bakugo’s relentless assault.

“No matter how much you try -”

Oi, what is Izuku holding? Is that… one of Mineta’s balls? Oh god, that sounds so fucking wrong. I feel dirty just thinkin’ that shit.

He stuck the ball to the back of Todoroki’s vest, ripping him away from Toshi. Heh, so that was their plan. Damn, these kids ain’t half bad. I grinned, feeling proud of my classmates.

Izuku ripped his glove off since it was stuck to the ball and bent his middle finger in. I could feel his power rising. “Smash!” The power was directed as Toshi, who crossed his arms in front of him to block it, feet planted firmly on the ground.

“Weaklings should step aside!” Bakugo rushed in, both palms smoking. “I’ll kill him! Die!!” He brought his wrists together before unleashing a powerful explosion that sent Toshi flying backward.

Right onto a piece of broken building that had been covered by purple balls.

Oh, boy. I think you were just bested, Tosh.

“I-I can’t move,” Toshi’s front side was stick to the wall. He desperately tried to pull himself free, but it was impossible. To think the number one hero could be defeated by Mineta’s balls…

Bakugo stomped up to him smugly. “Now, it’s time for the final touch!”

“W-Wait, I -” he pulled his head back, the mask sliding off his face. “I am here!”

“All Might?!”

“Ahahaha! I wanted to create a surprise scenario in which a villain appeared in the end. Well, that happened, but you did a great job! I wouldn’t expect any less from the hero course…”

The students gathered around him and they looked pretty pissed off. “You went overboard, moron!!”

I sweatdropped as they took their frustrations out on his motionless body.

“What the hell were you thinking?!”

“I’m sorry!”

I jumped down from the ledge, giving him a pitiful look.

“Todoroki!”

“Hah?! Were you in on the surprise?!”

“…sorry,” He lowered his head.

“How cruel, All Might!”

“I’m sorry! It wasn’t serious!”

“Midoriya hurt his finger! Don’t you think that’s a bad image for the school?!”

Well, I mean, he does that a lot, though.

“Don’t do it again! Right, Deku?” Ochaco asked, turning toward him.

Izuku fell to the ground on his ass. “Well, I’m glad it was just a surprise!”

“Young Midoriya…”

“Don’t go ‘young Midoriya’!” Iida scolded.

“Deku, let’s go see Recovery Girl!” Ochaco helped him to his feet.

I headed for the stairs but someone grabbed my shoulder firmly. I looked behind me, eyes narrowing at Iida, who was glaring at me. “Let go,”

“Why didn’t you help us? You were just standing there!”

I shoved his hand off. “None of your business,”

“It is my business! While we were doing our best to take down what we perceived to be a true villain, you just stood there without a care in the world! The least you can do is explain why.”

“I don’t owe you anything, bro.”

“S-She probably knew about it, too! Like Todoroki…” Izuku intervened, looking between the two of us with a worried expression. “Right, Jen?”

I grunted in response, turning away from them. Aizawa sent me a look from beneath his bandages, but I ignored him as I ascended the steps.

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I stifled a yawn as I left the school, adjusting the strap of my bag. It had been lying across my right breast and it feckin’ hurt.

“Oi, bitch!”

“For fuck’s sake…” I sighed, stopping to wait for Bakugo to catch up. He didn’t stop, pushing me forward with his shoulder. “Yes, Bakugo?”

He glanced at me and scoffed. “I know you read my fucking messages.”

“Does it really matter?”

“Of course it fucking matters! Why are you ignoring me?!”

I shrugged.

“Che, whatever. Be that way. You better go straight fucking home, we still have to get you to max level!”

“Kirishima is level one hundred.”

“So fucking what?”

“You only had me there because you had no one else to play with, right? Now you don’t need me, just play with Kiri.”

His hand connected with the back of my head, sending me stumbling a few steps ahead. “I knew you were a dumbass, but this is pathetic!”

My eye twitched. “You wanna die, Bakuhoe?”

His face was serious, making me pause. “I asked you to play because… because…”

My eyes widened. No fucking way, is he… blushing?

“Because you’re my friend, you dumbass!”

“Bakugo…” He really considers me his friend? My heart skipped a beat in my chest.

He pushed past me. “God, girls are so fucking weird! Don’t jump to conclusions, dumbass, say somethin’ next time.”

“Hey, Bakugo.”

He stopped but didn’t turn around. “What?”

I smiled, feeling warmth settle on my chest. “Thank you,”

“Whatever,” he muttered, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked away.

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Scrapbook 2019 | Pt. I

Normal font - meh, it was okay | Italicized titles - enjoyed quite a bit | bold titles - love | titles with an asterisk* - all time favorites | (bracketed titles) - re-watches/re-reads | strikethough - dislike

Goals are: read one hundred books this year, finish five video games, write something novel-length and write something original. These last two goals CAN be combined.

MOVIES

January

(Kingsman: The Golden Circle)

Pitch Perfect 3

February

(Big Hero 6)

March

Geostorm

Captain Marvel

(Thor Ragnarok)

(Avengers: Infinity War)

(Pocahontas)

Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom

Venom

April

(Brave)

(Flipper)

(Spirited Away)

(Breakfast at Tiffany’s)

How To Train Your Dragon 3

Crazy Rich Asians

Matilda

The Death Cure

The Mummy (2017)

(Monster’s University)

Avengers: Endgame

May

Detective Pikachu

Bohemian Rhapsody

The Rim of the World

June

(Zombieland)

Rocketman

The Secret Life of Pets 2

Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse

July

Spiderman: Far From Home

Truth or Dare

(Coraline)

BOOKS

January

Ender’s Game | Orson Scott Card [Fin]

The Poppy War | R.F. Kuang [Fin]

Turtles All The Way Down | John Green [Fin]

Challenger Deep | Neal Shusterman [Fin]

The Bear and the Nightingale | Katherine Arden [Fin] 

Shards of Honor | Lois Mcmaster Bujold [Fin]

(Throne of Jade | Naomi Novak) [Fin]

The Wicked King | Holly Black [Fin]

Vengeful | V.E. Schwab

Elantris | Brandon Sanderson

February

Vengeful | V.E. Schwab [Fin]

Elantris | Brandon Sanderson [Fin]

(Black Powder War | Naomi Novak) [Fin]

(The Amulet of Samarkand | Jonathon Stroud) [Fin]

Once Upon a River | Diane Setterfield

(The Golem’s Eye | Jonathon Stroud) [Fin]

(Ptolemy’s Gate | Jonathon Stroud) [Fin]

The Screaming Staircase | Jonathon Stroud

March

Once Upon a River | Diane Setterfield [Fin]

The Screaming Staircase | Jonathon Stroud [Fin]

The Girl In the Tower | Katherine Arden [Fin]

The Whispering Skull | Jonathon Stroud

(Empire of Ivory | Naomi Novak) [Fin]

The Two Towers | J.R.R Tolkien

Winter of the Witch | Katherine Arden

Saga, Vol 1 | Brian Vaughn

Saga, Vol 2 | Brian Vaughn

Saga, Vol 3 | Brian Vaughn

Saga, Vol 4 | Brian Vaughn

Saga, Vol 5 | Brian Vaughn

Saga, Vol 6 | Brian Vaughn

April

The Whispering Skull | Jonathon Stroud [Fin]

The Slow Regard of Silent Things | Patrick Rothfuss [Fin]

The Two Towers | J.R.R Tolkien [Fin]

Winter of the Witch | Katherine Arden [Fin]

Forest of a Thousand Lanterns | Julie Dao [Fin]

King of Scars | Leigh Bardugo [Fin]

The Hollow Boy | Jonathon Stroud [Fin]

Mistborn | Brandon Sanderson [Fin]

The Well of Ascension | Brandon Sanderson [Fin]

The Creeping Shadow | Jonathon Stroud [Fin]

The Empty Grave | Jonathon Stroud [Fin]

May

Hero of Ages | Brandon Sanderson [Fin]

Everything I Never Told You | Celeste Ng [Fin]

The Kiss Quotient | Helen Hoang [Fin]

The Two Towers | J.R.R. Tolkien [Fin]

The Near Witch | Victoria Schwab [Fin]

The Trials of Apollo | Rick Riordan [Fin]

Alloy of Law | Brandon Sanderson [Fin]

The Gentlemen’s Guide to Vice and Virtue | Mackenzi Lee [Fin]

Shadows of Self | Brandon Sanderson

The Dark Prophecy | Rick Riordan

Sabriel | Garth Nix [Fin]

June

Shadows of Self | Brandon Sanderson [Fin]

The Dark Prophecy | Rick Riordan [Fin]

(Victory of Eagles | Naomi Novak) [Fin]

Warbreaker | Brandon Sanderson [Fin]

(Tongues of Serpents | Naomi Novak) [Fin]

The Bands of Mourning | Brandon Sanderson [Fin]

What If It’s Us | Becky Albertalli & Adam Silvera [Fin]

A Court of Thorns and Roses | Sarah J. Maas [Fin]

Carmilla | Kim Turrisi [Fin]

The Alchemist | Paulo Coelho 

The Eye of the World | Robert Jordan

The Hundred-Foot Journey | Richard C. Morais 

Three Dark Crowns | Kendare Blake

Mistborn: The Secret History | Brandon Sanderson [Fin]

The Eleventh Metal | Brandon Sanderson [Fin]

July

The Alchemist | Paulo Coelho [Fin]

The Eye of the World | Robert Jordan

The Hundred-Foot Journey | Richard C. Morais [Fin]

Three Dark Crowns | Kendare Blake [Fin]

Saga Vol. 8 | Brian Vaughn [Fin]

Saga Vol. 9 | Brian Vaughn [Fin]

Codename Villanelle | Luke Jennings [Fin]

Borne | Jeff Vandermeer [Fin]

Crucible of Gold | Naomi Novak [Fin]

The Time Traveler’s Wife | Audrey Niffenegger [Fin]

The Lady’s Guide to Petticoats and Piracy | Mackenzi Lee [Fin]

The Wise and the Wicked |  Rebecca Podos [Fins]

Sweetbitter | Stephanie Danler [Fin]

Blood of Tyrants | Naomi Novak [Fin]

PODCASTS

January

Adventure Zone Ep 1

EOS 10 s4 1-4

February

EOS 10 s4 4-7

March

The Penumbra Podcast

April

Adventure Zone Ep 2

May

Welcome to Night Vale Eps 30-54

The Bright Sessions -Bonus Eps-

June

Welcome to Night Vale Eps 54-59

The Penumbra Podcast (Second Citadel eps + last two Juno)

July

Welcome to Night Vale Eps 60-

The Magnus Archive Eps 1-11

TV SHOWS BY SEASON

January

Voltron s8

The Flash

Black Mirror: Bandersnatch

February

Happy

The Umbrella Academy

The Flash

Black Mirror

Russian Doll

March 

The 90s

The 2000s

(Sailor Moon)

Maniac

The Dragon Prince

(Inuyasha)

American Gods

April

American Gods s2

Voltron s8

World’s Weirdest Homes

Game of Thrones s8

Brooklyn 99

The Bold Type

Cupcake Wars

May

Schitt’s Creek s1-3

Game of Thrones s8

June

Schitt’s Creek s4

Good Omens

The Terror

Chernobyl

Black Mirror s4

July

Rick & Morty s3

Stranger Things s3

Schitt’s Creek s4

VIDEO GAMES

January

Pokemon Go?

(Kingdom Hearts: DDD, 54 hrs) [Fin]

Pokemon Let’s Go Eevee

Detroit: Become Human [Fin]

Kingdom Hearts 3 - Monstropolis, 20 hrs

Life is Strange, Episode 2, 4 hrs

February

Kingdom Hearts 3, 56 hrs [Fin]

Pokemon Go

Life is Strange, Episode 5, 20 hrs [Fin]

Life is Strange -Before the Storm- Episode 1 complete, 5 hrs

God of War (3 hrs)

March 

God of War (35 hrs) [Fin]

Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey (40 hrs)

April

Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey (43 hrs)

(Final Fantasy XIII)

Portal 2 [Fin]

Final Fantasy 15 - Episodes Prompto, Ignis, Gladio, and Ardyn [Fin]

May

Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey (70 hrs)

Life Is Strange -Before the Storm- Episode 2 complete, 15 hours

June

Assassin’s Creed: Odyssey (120 hrs) [Fin]

Rime (1 hr)

Final Fantasy XII: Zodiac Age (1 hr)

Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess HD (2 hrs)

July

Rime (25 hrs) [Fin]

Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess HD (35 hrs)

Witcher 3 DLC: Hearts of Stone [Fin]

Witcher 3 DLC: Blood and Wine (10 hrs)

DELIGHTFUL FIC

January

What Dreams May Come by Lenore | Crimson Peake | Edith/Thomas | 5k |  Ghosts are real, and there are things that tie them to this world. Sometimes it's because they want to linger, and sometimes it's because they are trapped. Sometimes ghosts need the help of the living before they can be truly free.

and prove your body wrong by paperclipbitch | The Defenders | Matt Murdock/Jessica Jones | 1k | Neither of them can read minds, but they both fake it for their day jobs.

these roads will take you into your own country by notbecauseofvictories | American Gods | Shadow/Laura, Gen | 5k | Here’s a joke for you: a Muslim, a zombie, and a leprechaun walk into a bar in Misery, Indiana. No one stares, because no one in the puckered, shitty asshole of Misery, Indiana gives a fuck. The Colts are playing.“Fucking new gods,” the leprechaun mutters, hunching his shoulders almost up to his ears. “Gridiron and Pepsi commercials.”

Small Step For Man by Toft [archived by yuletide_archivist] | Greek Myth | Artemis/Apollo | 4k | "It's all right, sister," Apollo whispers, and his arm is warm around her shoulder. She forgets, he is her twin, he is her other half; he knows her almost as well as she knows herself. "We're still the same."

learning curve by Yuu_chi | Detroit | Hank/Connor | 15k | “While sexual activity is not my default purpose, I do possess the capability,” Connor says without so much as batting an eye, unaware that he’s completely shattered Hank’s world view in one single sentence.

machine learning by kriegersan | Detroit | Hank/Connor | 31k | “This kinda shit doesn’t go away overnight. It’s only been a few months, Connor. We’re only just starting to know what this is gonna look like.” Lt. Anderson throws back his beer.“You think I don’t know that?” He sounds defensive. He tempers his voice. “I’m simply processing.”

eighteen wheels on an uphill climb by blackeyedblonde | Detroit | Hank/Connor | 73k | Hank is going to die. He’s going to die right here in Kentucky, 53 years old, halfway to broke, and tragically sober. Survived only by a nine-year-old St. Bernard and the 31-year-old twink who delivered the fatal blow.

Fuck pride (pride only hurts, it never helps) by ImogenGotDrunk | Detroit | Nines/Gavin | 40k | What Gavin cannot deal with is Connor’s replica; two inches taller, blue-eyed, and with a mouth that Gavin doesn’t know whether to punch or take between his teeth. The RK900 model has been assigned as his partner for the foreseeable future.

linguistics, semantics by pseudoanalytics | DBH | Hankcon | 49k | "So, what? Cyberlife gave you a preference for ugly, old, washed-up bastards?" Connor intentionally allows himself to appear unamused. "Absolutely not." He waits for Hank to look at him again before delivering his punchline. "I believe I developed that for myself."

Skin Deep by bughnrahk | DBH | Hankcon | 50k | Hank is 53 years old. He's never had a soul mark, doesn't have a soul mate. And he's fine with that. He cheated the system once and it cost him everything he had. Never again.When August 2038 rolls around and the number '313 248 317 - 51' appears on his arm in perfect Cyberlife Sans font, exactly where a soul mark should be, Hank wants nothing to do with it.

Watch Me, Watch You by elefseus (oscillos) | DBH | Hank/Connor | 82k | WIP | "How do you go about living when everything you've ever known changes? Can you?"

the most formidable lies by fshep | DBH | Connor/Gavin | 15k | WIP | Gavin is given an ultimatum: agree to give his mother’s coworker’s son a chance, or introduce his family to his new boyfriend, Connor, who isn’t his boyfriend at all.

February

and we'll figure it out by consumptive_sphinx | Temeraire | Lawrence/Tharkay | 1.5k | Everyone is born with their soulmate's name written on their skin, somewhere. Laurence has two names. Neither of them are in a script he can read.

Propriety and Fate by esama | Temeraire | Lawrence/Tharkay | 3.5k | It isn't as if one can go and talk about such things

Watercast by Fishwrites | Voltron | Keith/Lance | 205k WIP, Chapter 15 | Shiro has been a Galra prisoner for over a year; with his flight feathers clipped and unable to fly. Desperate to escape, he jumps overboard while being transported to the capitol on a Galran ship. Lance is a merman who saves him from drowning. Keith thinks Shiro is about to become mermaid dinner. Hunk just wants Lance to stop going to the surface all the time, dammit!

Afterlife by jaegermighty | Haunting of Hill House | Gen, Luke-centric | 6k |  Leigh and Steve name their daughter Eleanore, with an 'e' on the end which is more old-fashioned, they say. Eleanore Olivia Crain. Lots of dead people in that name; Luke's not a fan. Not that anyone asked his opinion.

in memoriam by oxymoronic | Bartimaeus | Gen | 1.5k | Kitty Jones has but a little strength left in her body, and she has decided on this lazy summer's night to spend it on the question which has plagued her for half a century.

March 

Second Chances by rootbeer | Teen Wolf | Sterek | 2k | "A lot of times the ‘markings’ were common, simple things you said to strangers all the time. 'Excuse me'; 'thank you'; 'hello'. Some got extremely romantic things like 'it’s you isn’t it? I’ve been waiting for you' or 'Wow you’re really pretty'. And they were always the first words their soulmate would ever say to them.Of course, having 'You are the fucking worst kind of person in the world' tattooed down your side, didn’t bode well.

have your cake and eat it too by keskasi | Naruto | Naruto/Sasuke | 7k | “What’s it like to give a blowjob?” Naruto asks.

Timing it Right by DragonBandit | The Bright Sessions | Mark/Damien | 14k | Damien's gold rises at Whitney. Mark tries to make things right.

April

and maybe you'll find a way to keep me a floating when i can't by LazyBaker | Stranger Things | 3k | Billie’s tough. Nothing but sharp edges with sharper teeth. She’s all bark and all bite.

A thousand by Ever-so-reylo (Ever_So_Reylo) | Star Wars | Reylo | 3k |  “I’m going to kill you, now.” The problem is—really, the crux of all of Rey’s problems at the moment—he actually thinks he means it.

He Who Is Made Of Iron by MayContainBlueberries | The Queen’s Thief | Gen, Costis centric | Tea reminds Costis of his childhood.

May

for my wild by vixleonard | GOT | Arya/Gendry | Set post 8x04, Arya tries to find out who Arya Stark is now.

Almost Cool by blacktofade | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Shane/Ryan | 30k | While filming the Yuma Territorial Prison episode, Shane gets bitten by what he thinks is a bat. Spoiler alert: it's not.

Two Worlds Collided by blacktofade | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Shane/Ryan | 10k | There's a new guy at work and Ryan belatedly realizes they've actually already met once before.

Keeping Out the Cold by blacktofade | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | After a strange ghostly encounter, Ryan and Shane begin sharing visions via a telepathic bond. AKA: the In Your Eyes AU that no one asked for.

Bringing Things Together by blacktofade | Buzzfeed Unsolved | 7k | “Look,” Shane says over the phone. “Mistakes were made.”

Pride by astolat | Game of Thrones | Jaime/Cersei/Brienne | 22k Jaime didn’t understand why Cersei suddenly insisted on trimming his hair and shaving his beard, but he also didn’t care to fight her on it, even though he’d just as soon have kept the beard: it was bitterly cold in the small tower room with its arrow-slits. At night, even curled together under the two blankets they’d been allotted, it took the better part of an hour before their bodies could warm the bed enough to sleep.

L'aura è tua messaggera by Rosyredlipstick | PJO | Nico/Will | 9k | Or, how the Stoll Brothers accidentally got Nico di Angelo and Will Solace together.

June

Competition by astolat | GoT | Jaime/Brienne | 11k | Almost the instant Brienne was out of earshot, Bronn turned to Podrick, jerked his head towards Jaime and asked, “Has he fucked her yet?”

Skin and Scales by Ernmark (M_Moonshade) | The Penumbra Podcast | Arum/Rilla/Damien | 17k | The man glares, and this time, Damien is certain it isn’t a trick of the light: those eyes are violet as amethyst. He wears disdain like a second skin–- or, perhaps, like the scales that he is missing.“Lord Arum?”

I will become yours and you will become mine by spiderwebsitar | DBH | Reed900 | 24k | After an argument with his new partner, Gavin Reed wakes up five years in the future married to an android who won’t stop making fucking waffles.

Numerology by Hth | Schitt’s Creek | Patrick/David, Sebastien/David | 20k | Still, it's true that Patrick can have his shy side. He likes to be a gentleman – Mr. Order Whatever You Want I'm Paying and Mr. Here Let Me Fix That For You and Mr. No David Not In the Backseat I Want It to Be Special – so David can't entirely rely on Patrick's willingness to charge forward for the greater good.

someone you like by caela | She-Ra | Adora/Catra | 5k |  catwithabat u think ur so hipster but u just look like a lesbian 27m she_ra @catwithabat bc… i’m a lesbian. lmao 5m

Ugly Words and Pretty Things by Ias | The Terror | Crozier/Fitzjames | 4k | There are words for a man like that.

Sands of Time by tirsynni | LoZ | Link/Ganondorf | 97k | Link awakens in the desert with no idea how he got there, to encounter his worst enemy...except it was the King of the Gerudo, not the King of Evil, he faced.

death shall be no more by Ias | The Terror | Fitzjames/Crozier | 5k | "I'd rather we leave our tents behind and sleep two to a sack like the orphans we are, than to leave one man alone with last burdens."

and then redemption by spidermooned (softlyblue) | Marvel | Spiderman & Loki | 7k | "Kid," says Tony Stark wearily, "Please gimme a reason Loki's been spotted talking to Spiderman that isn't 'I wanted to be his friend'. Please. Tell me you can do that."

so many ways to talk about longing by lymricks | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 3.6k | Steve wakes up--in a pool lounger--to Billy Hargrove looming over him. Billy pushes his sunglasses down and Steve thinks sleepily that it must be so that Steve gets the full impact of Billy’s narrow-eyed glare. “Harrington,” Billy says. “We’re fucking closed.”

sun gutters by lymricks | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 5k | Steve can feel Billy’s eyes on him. “You should get here early,” Billy says, casually. “Tomorrow. At six.”

Finders Keepers by blacktofade | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 3k | Ryan wakes with a hangover and an empty bed, and only one of them he expects.

Back Room by forthegreatergood | Good Omens | Aziraphale/Crowley | 5.6k | Aziraphale actually does have quite an extensive collection of pornography in the bookshop. Like most of the questionable things in Aziraphale’s life, it’s Crowley’s fault.

killed with kindness by veterization | Persona 5 | Akechi/Akira | 52k | Goro can't quite figure out why so many people keep acting like they're his friend.

July

On mandated uniforms and workplace entertainment by Thei | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 2k | Robin loves this job. Besides an income, it also provides her with quality entertainment. Especially when she's working with Steve, and Billy Hargrove shows up.

don't make a shadow (of yourself) by lymricks | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 11k | WIP | And Billy, curled in a cheap plastic seat with his eyes squeezed shut, wonders, could it really be this easy? Just get on a bus and go home?

paper thin by sarcasticfishes | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane/Sara | 9k | Shane’s new neighbors are a morning-sex kind of couple.

your love is three times better by sarcasticfishes | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane/Sara | 14k | Ryan grimaces as he types out the words, >It’s Valentine’s Day. Don’t you want to do romance stuff?

you, through half-shut eyes by brawlite | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 8k | Two parts sugary sweet summer vibes, one part snarky instagram stories, and three parts mutual pining.

damn.nation, now available on itunes by antistar_e (kaikamahine) | Good Omens | Crowley/Aziraphale | 11k | When lowly tempt-pusher Amphora (formerly of Stairwell 7B North, before she Fell,) gets the notice that end times are nigh, she gleefully quits her job and cancels her Netflix subscription and takes her place among the legions of hell.This, it turns out, was a bad plan.

The Dragon and Her Wolves by hapakitsune | Game of Thrones | Sansa/Dany/Jon | 60k |  When the truth of Jon's birthright is revealed, control of the North and Daenerys's claim to the Iron Throne are both called into question. To preserve their tenuous alliance and secure her rule, Daenerys puts aside her personal feelings to arrange a marriage of political convenience between Jon and Sansa Stark.

Bonded by softestpunk | The Witcher | Emiel/Geralt | 13k | Regis is punished for Dettlaff's assumed death, Geralt comes to the rescue, and the two of them gain something neither of them would ever have dared hope for.

Something We Were Withholding Made Us Weak by triedunture | Good Omens | Aziraphale/Crowley | 17k | "Yes, exactly. Retire." Aziraphale reaches for the last remaining tartlet brimming with summer berries. "Somewhere along the south coast, perhaps."

something happens and i'm by brawlite | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 10k | Billy loves his job as at the Hawkins Community Pool. It's even better now that Steve Harrington's a lifeguard, too.

break up with your girlfriend ('cause i'm bored) by thecopperkid | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 15k |  @umissedconnections: Bambi eyes. m4m. i was rippin cigs in the sae p-lot. u made urself puke 2 make room 4 more beer. incredible? ur my hero PLS say ur into guys

I’m Gonna Keep You in Love with Me (for a While) by beethechange | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 22k | “Okay,” Shane says finally. “Okay. Here’s what we’re going to do. We’re just going to—we’re going to be married. The only way out is through.”“Um,” Ryan says, because this plan strikes him as counterproductive to their shared goal of not being married.

YELLOW SQUARE by dejavu (suggcest) | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 16k |  “Since being the scene of those two, grisly double homicides in the early 1950’s, the Bringle House Bed and Breakfast has sat empty, waiting for the next couple stupid enough to try to stay all four nights.”

darling it's a faded notion by varnes | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 28k |  Ryan and Shane get cursed by a ghost, and now they can't be not-touching. It's ... not great.

Things That Go Bump in the Night (and 7 till 12 at weekends) by HoopyFrood | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 4k | Shane works at a Haunted House. Ryan is Ryan. Things go about as well as you'd imagine.

Everything's Weird and We're Always in Danger by beethechange | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Ryan/Shane | 15k | “It won’t go away,” Ryan says miserably. “I’ve been like this since we got here, basically, and it won’t fucking—”

Muscles Better and Nerves More by beethechange | Buzzfeed Unsolved | Shane/Ryan | 26k | “I’m serious,” Ryan says. “Don’t go fucking up my body. I want that shit back in the same condition I left it.” 

DELIGHTFUL FANVIDS

January 

(Marvel) Avengers | True North 

A Sad Man With A Box

►Dance to 2018

Collab Parts (2016-2018)

just a machine? [Detroit: Become Human] *HBD Pteryx*

【Detroit｜Become Human】Way Down We Go

She-Ra AMV | I'm Just Your Problem (Catradora)

multifandom || 2018 (the way I remember it)

Detroit: Become Human || Paralyzed

in the end | connor & hank | detroit: become human

BELIEVER - Connor ( Detroit:Become Human ) GMV

who are you? | Connor | Detroit: Become Human

Detroit Become Human - Connor ~ Blood in the Water

Connor - I'm So Sorry by Imagine Dragons [Detroit: Become Human] GMV

» whatever it takes (connor; detroit become human gmv)

Detroit: Become Human / Connor and Hank / Uptown Funk

Would You Kill?| Connor RK800 [Detroit: Become Human]

Rude Boy | Connor | Detroit: Become Human

hold on | connor & hank | detroit: become human

Interstellar | STAY

sabrina spellman *:･ﾟ✧ [look what u made me do]

Stranger Things || Blood in the Water

February

(GoT) Margaery Tyrell || The Queen

Kingdom Hearts 3 EPIC AMV/GMV - Part of the Journey is the End

My Hero Academia AMV - The Greatest Show

Endgame | The Man Who Killed The Avengers

MARVEL || Not Today

March

Marvel/DC || FRICTION

Luke & Nell || There's no without

MARVEL || Blood On ME

What is a STORY?

TUA | Swallow Us

(SW) Obi-Wan Kenobi | Whispers of the Past

Quentin & Eliot || Beautiful nothing

queliot; peaches + plums

Way Down We Go | Red Dead Redemption 2

Marvel || Together

steve x bucky || answer

part to act on [Harry Potter]

April

marvel || supercharged

(Marvel) Avengers || The Big Three -- Iron Man/Thor /Captain America

Guardians of the Galaxy

CAOS || Welcome To The Jungle

Marvel || Rise or Fall

Avengers | Sacrifice [4K]

(Marvel) Tony Stark | I love you 3000

May

(Marvel) Captain America || I Stand Alone

(GoT) Daenerys Targaryen | See What I've Become

Ser Jaime Lannister

Arya & Sandor // Thank You [+8x05]

Kingdom hearts 3 |Dearly Beloved| AMV |

June

(GoT) Cersei Lannister || The Queen Of The Seven Kingdoms

(GoT) The Dragons || They're My Children

(GoT) Melisandre || A Champion Of Light And Life

Bioshock & Infinite - Never The End (Epic and Beautiful Fanmade Video)

Bioshock Infinite : Constants and Variables : Music video/Tribute

Crowley & Aziraphale ][ Don’t Stop Me Now || Good Omens

Crowley ][ Rebel Just For Kicks || Good Omens

i'm the bad guy | villanelle.

mission accomplished • connor RK800

The Haunting of Hill House || Empty hands

Mad World ✘ The Umbrella Academy

July

(GoT) Daenerys Targaryen || The Last Dragon

Steve Harrington [Burn The House Down]

max&eleven | my blood.

Billy Hargrove [Bury a Friend]

Max Mayfield [Rebel Just For Kicks]

billy hargrove | gasoline.

Stranger Things | Heroes

✥ STEVE HARRINGTON ✧･ﾟ: * HANDCLAP {+S3}

billy hargrove | lovely.

stranger things 3 | blood in the water.

Steve Harrington; I Need A Hero

Kilgrave ][ Bad Guy

billy&steve [harringrove] || a little death (+s3)

Avengers | Sacrifice [4K]

Stranger Things || Shelter

Kilgrave ][ Rule The World || Jessica Jones

Ben & Rey | What do you see?

Billy Hargrove - RIP to my YOUTH

a thing about life.

(SW) Obi-Wan Kenobi | Whispers of the Past

The Avengers | Unreachable Star

Steve Harrington || Another One Bites the Dust

DELIGHTFUL MUSIC

January

Dark Night - Kara | Philip Sheppard

Carousel - Kara | Phillip Sheppard

They All Look the Same - Connor | Nima Fakhrara

Curse of the I-5 Corridor | Neko Case

Way Down We Go | Kaleo

Gasoline | Halsey

Sleep All Summer | Neko Case

Hold On, Hold On | Neko Case

Dreaming at Daybreak | Ann Licater

Can’t Leave | Whiskey Charmers

Voodoo Mon Amour | Diablo Swing Orchestra

Undo - Transviolet

Xuanzang - Gareth Coker

Almost - Hozier

Movement - Hozier

Dancing in a Room - EZI

Snow Dancer - Antti Martikainen

Burned Out - Dodie

Epic (pt 2) - Anais Mitchell

Mercury - Honey and the Sting

February

Spanish Sahara - Foals

Obstacles - Syd Matters

If You Still Believe - SIE Sound Team

The Expanse - Through Juniper Vale

The Woods - San Fermin

Sophie - The Altogether

Tom Thumb - Bitter Ruin

Wolves of the Revolution - The Arcadian Wild

Mitchell: Epic III - Cast of Hadestown

Hamilton soundtrack

The Spine - Transistor soundtrack

Don’t Think Twice - Utada Hikaru

Face My Fears - Utada Hikaru

Take On Me - Hidden Citizens

Moonlight Sonata - Hidden Citizens

Waves - chloe moriondo

Alligator Teeth - Mother Falcon

We All Become - Darren Korb

Ashes - Bear McCreary

Journey and Transistor soundtracks

March

The Sailor Song - Autoheart

It’s Quiet Uptown - Kelly Clarkson

Fernando - Cher

Dinner & Diatribes - Hozier

The Fly By Night - Taktsugu Muramatsu

Wake Up, Moving On - Kevin Penkin

April

Austin Wintory Radio

Resurrections - Lena Raine

Fight For You - Hidden Citizens

Mine - BazziIn the Flame - Darren Korb

Paper Boats - Darren Korb

May

Thedas Love Them - Trevor Morris

The Dawn Will Come - Trevor Morris

King - Blue October

Lemonworld - Ocean Alley

Still Feel - Half Alive

Carry On - Kygo

Longshot - Catfish and the Bottlemen

Call Off Your Ghost - Dessa

Sucker - Jonas Brother

Power Over Me - Dermot Kennedy

A Hole In the Earth - Daughter

Lunatic Fringe - red Rider

June

Ummah Oum - Kaya Project

The Fortress - Kaya Project

Good Omens Opening Title - David Arnold

A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square - Tori Amos

A Future for the Krogan - Christopher Lennertz

Ганджу - brain tumor

last piece | Lykke Li

Bite - Charlie Cunningham

Wait For Me - Hadestown

Nightmare - Halsey

Kaya Project albums!!!

Birds - Imagine Dragons

Crazy - Patsy Cline

Can’t Help Falling in Love - Elvis Presley

in waves playlist

July

in waves playlist

Rime soundtrack

2017 soundtrack

bury a friend - billie eilish

bored - billie eilish

the seed - aurora

how do you - elderbrook

quicksand - x ambassadors

what’s up danger - blackway 

bad guy - billie eilish

sunflower - post malone

scared of the dark - lil wayne

elevate - dj khalil

be still, my tongue - snorri hallgrimsson

dark matter - les friction

must’ve been - chromeo

magnets - disclosure, lorde

secrets - the weeknd

feels like summer - childish gambino

the hunter’s mark - erutan

johanna in space - stephaen sondheim

POSTED FIC

January

N/A

February

children of dust and ash | Bartimaeus |  Bartimaeus/Kitty(/Nathaniel) | 1,801 words |  Kitty summons Bartimaeus on a chilly fall day in her thirty-eighth year. 

March

sweet music playing in the dark | DBH | 1,102 words | “I noticed some time ago that you seem to have an appreciation for jazz.” Connor pauses, his fingers hesitating over an old Billie Holiday album. “I’d wondered if that meant you enjoyed dancing as well.”

April

N/A

May

Radio Ga Ga | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 1,143 words | There’s always another party in Hawkins, Indiana. It would be almost boring if it weren’t for Steve Harrington.

June

Sunlight | Marvel | Loki/Thor | 765 words | They aren’t quite out of the solar system when Loki appears at the arm of Thor’s chair, hair shorn short and a furious snarl on his face. 

July

like the bough of a willow tree | Detroit Become Human | Hank/Connor | 1,214 words | There’s a human lost in his woods.

knocking on heaven's door | Stranger Things | Harringrove | 1,748 words | “Just, get in the fucking car. I’ll drive you home.” Billy looked at him, very seriously, and said, “What if I don’t want to go home?”

WIPS | UNPUBLISHED | ORIGINAL

January

like the bough of a willow tree | DBH | Hank/Connor | 1,286 words | There’s a human lost in his woods. Fae!Connor   

hankcon valentine’s exchange fic | DBH | Hank/Connor | 985 words | slow dancing and kisses in the dark basically

February

N/A

March

N/A

April

Sunlight | Avengers | Loki/Thor | 746 words |  They aren’t quite out of the solar system when Loki appears at the arm of Thor’s chair, hair shorn short and a furious snarl on his face.

May

N/A

June

Untitled Original | Ghost + rain | 817 words

July

Reverse BB | 5.6k

FANMIXES/GRAPHICS

January

N/A

February

N/A

March

June

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