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suitsusboth · 11 months

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I need a lovelight pumpkin patch story!! Pumpkin patch, corn maze or maybe just hay bales, piping hot cider. Sophie's apple cider donuts, along with other fall offerings! Romantic apple picking, maybe bobbing for apples? Although that's unsanitary. Whatever strikes your fancy!

You know what? Me too! All the fall feels! While I have a plan for a lovelights au fic that spans all seasons and will touch on the chaotic festivals that happen in Aubrey, here’s a small snippet of the annual corn maze race a year after that planned fic 😉

October 2024

Autumn in Aubrey was perhaps her favorite time of year.

“You say that about every season,” Sophie replied, smiling knowingly as she packed up some freshly made apple cider donuts into a box.

Kate sighed happily. Yeah, that was true.

It didn’t matter what time of year— she loved it here.

The back door of the bakehouse swung open then, revealing Anthony and Benedict holding two large coffee/tea dispensers.

“Ms. Agatha wants these back first thing,” Anthony told them as he and his brother placed the containers on the countertop, ready to be filled with Sophie homemade apple cider (a kid’s version and an adult version.) “And cleaned ‘properly.’”

From the way Anthony’s face was pinched, Kate knew the old woman hadn’t released her containers easily, even though she was joining them tonight.

Sophie must have known it too, by how she rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah.”

It had been two years since Ms. Agatha insulted Sophie for over-mixing her batter, and she had not let it go. A slow, low burning rivalry simmered between the two women and as much as Kate would love for them to reconcile, she could not help but enjoy the by-product of their feud—exceptionally delicious baked goods. Which she was enjoying more than ever, recently.

“Nearly ready?” Ben asked after they ladled the drinks into their containers (Ben probably pouring more liquor than he should in the adult container), and Sophie finished packing the last remaining tray of treats.

“Yep!” Sophie said brightly, gesturing to the eight boxes before her.

“God, Soph. How much did you make?”

Sophie swatted him in the stomach. “Do not judge! Do you know how big your family is? Plus Simon, Mary, Edwina, Ms. Agatha, Michael, John—”

“John isn’t here, he has a game.” Kate informed her, “But I think Eloise brought Penelope with her. And I will happily pick up the slack so there aren't too many leftovers.” She opened a box and pulled out a donut and bit into the sugary goodness and let out a little involuntarily moan. Sophie really was some sort of baking fairy.

“Should we leave you two alone?” Anthony quipped, then dodged Kate’s half-hearted swat in his direction.

“You’re just jealous,” she remarked back, and Anthony merely winked at her as he and Ben filled the drink containers.

“Enough, you two,” Ben interrupted, knowing how far they could take this if left unchecked. “Let’s get going. Everyone’s waiting for us.”

Sophie started to hand her boxes. “Kate, can you carry—?”

“Simon’s coming to help,” Anthony said abruptly, “He can carry them.”

Kate shot her husband a look, but luckily Ben and Sophie did not question him and went on to carry the stuff out of the bakehouse where Simon was approaching, ready to help. They all headed to the field where the rest of their family and friends were waiting. It was late October, and Halloween was approaching. That left only one Bridgerton Family tradition left to do for the fall season— the corn maze. Anthony had finished making it yesterday and everyone had gathered to try it out before they opened it to the public.

While for their guests on the farm, it was supposed to be a nice, leisurely activity, it was anything but this late afternoon. As most things with the Bridgertons, this was a competition. There were two objectives of the game— fastest time, and avoid getting shot by Anthony and his BB gun who acted as the “minotaur”. As the creator of the maze, it was unanimously decided he could not compete. It didn't b matter though. Anthony loved a chance to torment his siblings.

Last year, Colin got so lost in the maze it took him nearly three hours to compete. And by how pale Colin looked right now, maybe he was recalling that fact.

“Colin,” Kate sucked in a breath. “You look awful. Are you okay?”

Colin seemed to blanch, then smiled at her uneasily. “Peachy.”

Kate was about to ask him if he was sure, when Eloise said, “He’s sick.” Anthony discreetly pulled Kate away a few steps, putting some distance between her and his brother. “That’s what you get for doing the apple bobbing at the Fall Festival last week,” Eloise huffed, “In what world did you think that was a good idea? Think of all the germs.”

“The Collins kids went before you I think, and I think he had the flu,” Penelope hummed sympathetically.

Violet piped up then, grimacing. “He most certainly did. He was sick all over me on Tuesday.”

Colin made a little noise then, which Kate was nearly certain was a gag, as he slumped down on a picnic table bench, looking as if he really wanted to be in the fetal position.

“Maybe sit this one out, bud,” Ben said, patting him on the back, and Colin let out a noise in which Kate could only assume he agreed, seeing as standing posed difficulty at this moment.

“Here,” Anthony said, putting a piping cup of cider and a bottle of water in front of him. “Hydrate.”

“Thanks,” Colin half slurred, waving them off, “Go on without me.” He looked at Penelope. “Make sure you win, Pen. I got money on you.”

Penelope pinkened slightly, but nodded.

Kate left Penelope blushing, as Eloise— who was oblivious to her best friend's crush on her brother —started on a tangent about how she was going to win the maze and went to help set up the spread. In a slightly new part of the tradition of the corn maze day, Kate had added a little picnic/buffet situation to the day. Sophie brought the desserts, Violet brought some sort of crockpot/slow roast for sandwiches, Anthony made soup, and Mary brought her butternut squash raviolis and sage sauce.

Kate smiled to herself as she watched her step-mom happily chatting with Violet and Ms Agatha as they laughed over something or other. Mary had moved to Aubrey over the summer and it made her heart happy to have her so close now. Anthony wrapped an arm around her, giving her look as if to say he knew exactly what she was thinking. And he probably did.

“So,” Michael said, slinking up next to them with Edwina and Francesca in tow. “I’m being told that I might be shot at?”

“Yep!” Kate replied brightly, and Michael looked at her like she had gone insane. To be fair, he often gave her this look nowadays. He’s told her multiple times how she’s drank the cool aid on this town.

“Shoot at me Bridgerton and I will kick you in the balls,” Edwina told Anthony, and Anthony's expression tightened a fraction. He knew Edwina well enough that she was dead serious.

“You should probably start warming up,” Kate told him— who in turn looked baffled— then looked at Francesca. “Did you tell him about the hide and seek rules?” His eyes flicked to Michael and Edwina. “There’s no pushing allowed by the way. Instant disqualification.”

Michael shook his head. “The more I hear, the more troubling this becomes.”

“You should see them at Easter,” Kate shook her head. “That’s the real bloodbath. Pushing is allowed then.”

“But no gouging,” Fran helpfully added, obviously enjoying Michael’s despair over these weird family traditions and rules.

“What about shanking?” Michael joked.

Anthony hummed thoughtfully as his brows pulled together. “Not officially, but we should probably write that down. I wouldn’t put it past Eloise.”

“That reminds me,” Kate said, looking at Michael again, “Watch out for Hyacinth, she will go for your kneecaps.”

They all turned to look over at the teenage girl who was a few feet away. Hyacinth saw them and looked Michael dead in the eye, completely deadpan, and proceeded to give him the universal you’re dead gesture. Kate was pretty sure she heard Michael swear under his breath before Hyacinth broke out into giggles and skipped away.

Michael actually started to look nervous then, which was very unlike him. “I need a drink,” he stated, and stalked over to the cider stand.

“I’m gonna get set up,” Anthony said with a kiss to her temple. Kate waved him off, and Edwina and Frannie decided to help themselves to seconds. They asked Kate to come along with them but she waved them off.

She just wanted to stand there for a moment.

Kate took a long, deep breath, enjoying the crispness of the air as she looked around at the beauty around her. They had come to the golden hour, and on this perfect day the vibrant reds, yellows and oranges felt other worldly against the backdrop of the clear blue sky only topped by the breathtaking mouton peaks. The sound of laughter and chatter filled the air as her family and friends mingled and ate. Kate tried to savor the moments like these. It was so easy to walk through life blindly, not even seeing or enjoying moments like these. And she had done it for so many years. She wanted to relish every happy moment that came her way. She wanted to appreciate everything she had.

Kate watched as Daphne split from the group and started to walk her way, two cups in hand. She stopped when she reached Kate and extended a cup to her.

She looked at the cup. “Oh, um,” Kate hesitated, “Which—?”

Daphne laughed, and pushed the cup into her hand. “The normal one, of course. I wouldn’t give the spiked one to you in your condition.”

Kate’s head whipped up. “How did you—?”

Daphne gave her a bemused look. “Anthony isn’t exactly subtle. He hasn’t let you pick up a thing and constantly wants to sit down. Not to mention he walks around like he’s on cloud nine and you smile like you have a special secret. Plus you come to the store once a week to look at baby onesies. And, well…” Daphne laid a hand on her own stomach. “One knows the signs.”

Kate was sure she let out a little squeak when she caught her meaning. “Oh my God, Daphne!”

Daphne hushed her, looking around to see if anyone heard them, but was grinning from ear to ear when she looked back at Kate. “Yeah, we’re really happy. We’ll tell everyone at Thanksgiving.” Daphne looked over to where Simon and Amelia were. Amelia was currently trying to steal the donut Simon had in hand, and she had the cutest pout when Simon moved it away.

She couldn’t wait to watch Anthony be with their own little one.

“When are you telling everyone?” Daphne asked.

“Today,” she replied, “we wanted to wait to get everyone together and tell them in person.” It was hard to get everyone together, especially with Edwina, Michael and Frannie being in the city.

Daphne reached for her hand and gave it a squeeze. “I’m really happy for you both.”

“What are you happy about?” Anthony asked as he walked over to them.

Daphne didn’t say anything, instead smiled knowingly and gave her brother's arm a squeeze before heading back to join her own family.

“What was that about?” Anthony asked quietly, one brow raised as his arm circled her waist.

Kate smiled. “Daphne knows. Apparently we are not inconspicuous.”

Anthony chuckled softly. It was one of her favorite sounds. “Oops. Good thing the cat will be out of the bag by the end of the night.”

Kate leaned her head on his shoulder, smiling to herself. She couldn’t wait. She was fit to burst with this secret.

“I think it’s time,” Anthony murmured, giving her one last gentle squeeze before he stepped away and yelled out to ask if everyone was ready. Kate watched as he walked away, and the excited looks of everyone as they started to ready themselves.

Kate took another look as the sun started to set, the pumpkins they had carved and lit glowing steadily as Simon started to light the couple of fireplaces they had dragged over.

Kate smiled to herself and let out a happy sigh as she pulled her coat more closely around her.

Soon the brilliant colors would fade, leaving the muted browns and grays in their wake as the Earth died and the cold set in.

The nights would become long and the cold would bite, but Kate would barely feel. Not when she was surrounded by all this love.

#lovelights au #bridgerton #anthony bridgerton #kate sharma #anthony x kate #bridgerton fanfiction #kate x anthony #kanthony #it’s a little more vibes than the actual corn maze BUT #still cute I think #lovelights au is the gift that keeps on giving #this forced me to make a timeline #I love prompts thanks for this! 💜💜#lmao I knowww I did a miles pregnancy ficlet but here is the eddy neddy one!

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unfortunate-arrow · 2 months

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𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

The Viscount and Viscountess Bridgerton had four children. It is a simple fact that everyone knows. Eldest son Edmund is the heir to the viscountcy, and a bit of a pompous bastard, although the heir’s birth was entirely legitimate. He married Miss Juliet Knight, the sister of the Baron Knight. Now there, reader, is a whiff of bastardy around the now Mrs. Bridgerton’s firstborn son, Mr. Edward Knight-Bridgerton. Meanwhile, second son Miles is a rake, for lack of a better term. Mr. M. Bridgerton is not known to be a reprobate, but he does break hearts and gets his own heart broken on multiple occasions. But like many a good rake, he eventually marries. This Bridgerton rake married, of all people, a baker named Grace Hill with no ties to the ton whatsoever. Eldest daughter and third child Charlotte is known for her friendly disposition and matchmaker tendencies. Although, Miss C. Bridgerton is not as adept a matchmaker as her cousin, Lady Caroline Findlay-Wyatt. Of course, reader, Miss C. Bridgerton has become Lady Crofton, with her marriage to Viscount Crofton, Rupert Townshend. Youngest daughter and child Mary is known for her contrary personality, although rumor has that the youngest of Viscount Bridgerton’s children is much less contrary in private. Miss M. Bridgerton made quite the scandalous match for marriage with private detective Mr. Arthur Townshend. Yes, Mr. Townshend is the cousin of Viscount Crofton, but Mr. Townshend is much more scandalous than Viscount Crofton has ever been.

𝐄𝐝𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧

Born in 1815, Edmund is named after his late paternal grandfather. His middle names are after his father and one of Anthony’s favorite uncle, Uncle George Rokesby. He also goes by a variety of nicknames, ranging from Ed to Eddie to Ned to Neddy to Mund. He generally prefers to stick to Edmund, at least with those outside the family.

Edmund has always been described as Anthony’s miniature, at least in terms of physical appearance. They look exactly alike, from the facial structure to the hair to the eyes to the build. Edmund and his father have always looked alike. There’s subtle bits of Kate in Edmund’s appearance, but he overwhelmingly looks like Anthony.

Edmund’s godparents are Benedict and Edwina.

Edmund is, perhaps, the most sensible of all the Bridgerton grandchildren. It’s often said that Edmund has never made a rash decision in his life. It’s not exactly true, as Edmund does occasionally make rash decisions. However, Edmund predominantly thinks through problems before acting.

Most of Edmund’s reckless actions often occur when Oliver Crane is around. There’s something about the other boy that just makes Edmund act impulsively. As they grow older, this effect lessens and it really peaks in their teenage years when they’re at school together.

In addition, Edmund is very protective of his siblings and cousins. It doesn’t matter that they can take care of themselves. They’re his family and he’s going to protect them. After all, Edmund is in line to be the next viscount and that’s a role that expects him to be able to take care of people and be relied on by them.

In the spring of 1843, Edmund met the Honorable Miss Juliet Knight, a supposed widow with a young son. At first, everyone in the Bridgerton family believes that Juliet is exactly who she says she is. Everyone expected Edmund to pick a completely respectable lady. And on the surface, Juliet is that… but underneath, she’s actually a whole lot of unrespectable as an unwed mother. Her late father had put into motion the plot to cover up the boy’s bastardy, but there was only so long that secrets could be held. However, Edmund proposed to Juliet and they were married in the fall of 1843. He was twenty-eight, Juliet was twenty-six, and Juliet’s son was seven.

Shortly after their marriage, Edmund adopted Juliet’s son, Teddy. He knows that the Bridgerton name will provide a boost in respectability and well, a bastard son has much higher prospects than a bastard daughter.

Edmund and Juliet have two children together, a son and a daughter. Their daughter, Clara Katharine Anne Bridgerton, was born in 1845. Their son, Andrew Edmund Anthony Bridgerton, was born in 1848. Andrew becomes the heir presumptive to the Bridgerton viscountcy as the firstborn biological son born to Edmund, as the Bridgerton heir. Thus, the birth order is Teddy, Clara, and Andrew.

Modern ‘verse!Edmund is an environmental lawyer, just like his mother. He also joins the family law firm, Bridgerton, Rokesby, & Co.

In the modern ‘verse, Edmund meets primary school teacher Juliet Knight when he’s asked to drop off and pick up his little cousins, Ant, Ben, and Colin, from school.

𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐄𝐝𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧

Born in 1817, Miles’s middle names are after his paternal uncle, Benedict, and his maternal aunt, Edwina.

Like his brother, Miles’s appearance is predominantly Bridgerton. He has chestnut brown hair and his facial structure is pretty close to the Bridgertons too. The biggest difference is that Miles has his mother’s eyes. He’s also the exact same height as his brother, Edmund, and his father.

Miles’s godparents are Colin and Daphne.

Miles is the most dramatic of the Kanthony kids and he has a reputation as a somewhat wild child. He’s known for falling “in love” with women at the drop of a hat. It’s not a rakish attitude, which it easily could have been, as Miles never attempts to ruin any of the young women he crushes on and he only engages in scandalous behavior with widows.

Miles is extremely close with his cousin, David Basset. They’re the same age and really bonded while at school together. Once they reached the age to attend social events, it was rare to see just one of them. They even gained the nickname “Miles and David” or “David and Miles” from family members.

Miles falls in love with and marries a baker named Grace Hill. And for someone known for falling into romances quickly, Miles takes a surprisingly long time to realize that he’s fallen in love with Grace. And despite the scandal that arises because of the difference in social classes, Miles and Grace married in September of 1844. He was twenty-seven and she was twenty-five.

After his marriage to Grace, Miles takes advantage of his math skills and works on keeping track of Grace’s bakery’s books and growing a nest egg of investments for retirement and for increasing the bakery’s acclaim.

Miles and Grace have four children together, two sons and two daughters. Their first child, a son named Alfred Noah “Alfie” Bridgerton, is born in 1846. Two years later in 1848, Felix Anthony Bridgerton was born. Two years after Felix, in 1850, Lily Katharine Bridgerton was born. Five years after Lily, in 1855, Elizabeth Grace “Eliza” Bridgerton was born.

In the modern ‘verse, Miles works as a computer scientist and software developer, putting his math skills to use. Like his Uncle Gregory, math comes very easily to Miles.

In the modern ‘verse, Miles meets baker Grace Hill when she’s hired by his mother to provide desserts for a gala that Kate’s hosting.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧

Born in 1822, Charlotte’s middle name is in honor of her mother. In the modern ‘verse, her full name is Charlotte Kathani Bridgerton. She occasionally goes by Lottie, but never Charlie as that’s her cousin.

Charlotte looks more like Kate than Anthony, but she also has the Bridgerton chestnut hair. Like her mother, Charlotte is on the taller side of average, standing at 5’7”.

Charlotte’s godparents are Simon and Francesca.

Charlotte adores Anthony. As a toddler, she thought he hung the moon and stars. As she grows older, he becomes a blueprint for how men should treat her. In some ways, their relationship mirrors Anthony’s relationship with his own father.

Charlotte is known for being incredibly stubborn. She rarely does anything that she doesn’t want to. She just managed to inherit both Kate’s and Anthony’s stubborn nature. Her stubbornness also led to the reputation of being a bit of a terror. She holds people outside the family to high standards, which has led to a lot of scrapes and trouble.

Charlotte is very friendly and loves to make friends. In her debutante year, she managed to befriend almost all of her fellow debutantes. This continues throughout her years on the marriage mart and even, to a lesser extent, after. She also becomes a bit of a matchmaker thanks to this. She’s not as successful as her cousin, Caroline, but Charlotte can take credit for introducing her sister to her husband and for introducing her cousin, Thomas, to his wife.

Charlotte spends six seasons on the marriage mart before she meets and marries her husband. Similarly to her Aunt Daphne, many of the eligible men of the ton consider Charlotte to be more of a friend than anything else. There were only three somewhat serious suitors, but she wasn’t interested in marrying any of them. One was a pompous ass and the other two, despite being good kissers, didn’t inspire Charlotte to marriage.

During the 1846 social season, Charlotte meets Rupert Townshend, the Viscount Crofton. The new Viscount Crofton, who is in his first season since discovering that he was the heir to a viscountcy. Charlotte was immediately fascinated by Rupert, the son of a schoolteacher and a seamstress. Despite Rupert’s scandalous origins and some other issues, he and Charlotte fell in love. They married in October of 1846, at the church near Aubrey Hall. She was twenty-four and he was twenty-seven.

Charlotte and Rupert had two sons together. Their elder son, Lewis Anthony Rupert Townshend, was born in 1848. Their younger son, Albert Elias Joshua Townshend was born six years later, in 1854.

In the modern ‘verse, Charlotte works as an audiologist. She meets environmental engineer Rupert Townshend at a pub.

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧

Born in 1830, Mary is named after both of her grandmothers. Her first name is after Grandmother Mary, while her middle name is after Grandmama Violet.

Mary is often described as her mother’s miniature. While all three of siblings lean a tad more towards the Bridgerton looks, Mary’s appearance is all Sheffield-Sharma. At 5’7½”, Mary is slightly taller than her big sister, Charlotte.

Mary’s godparents are Gregory and Eloise, much to Hyacinth’s displeasure.

Mary was very much an unexpected, and welcome, surprise. Due to the age gap between her and her three siblings, Mary isn’t very close to them until they’re older. She’s also a little spoiled by her older siblings too.

At the age of six, Mary spends three months begging Kate and Anthony for a puppy. She’d seen the miniatures of and heard the stories about Newton that she fell in love with the idea of a dog. So, for Mary’s seventh birthday, Kate and Anthony gave in. They got a corgi puppy, which Mary named Rosie. Mary adored that dog.

Out of all her cousins, Mary is closest to Janet Stirling. They’re the same age and they’ve always gotten along. Mary and Janet are best friends. Mary’s other best friend is Lady Lilliana Steele. Lady Lilliana ends up in a relationship with Mary’s cousin, George St. Clair. Mary is not impressed and threatens George with bodily harm if he ever hurts Lilliana.

Unlike her big sister, Mary struggles to make friends amongst the debutantes. She’s the introvert amongst the Kanthony kids, preferring to spend time with a small group of friends that she actually likes and finds their opinions interesting.

In 1851, Mary finds herself falling for her brother-in-law’s cousin, Arthur Townshend. He’s a private detective and Mary finds her getting involved in his investigation as it involves gaining information from members of the ton. She married Arthur in December 1851. She was twenty-one and he was twenty-five.

Mary and Arthur had two daughters together. Their eldest daughter, Rose Katharine Townshend, was born in 1855. Eighteen months later in 1856, their daughter, Diana Marie Townshend, was born.

In the modern ‘verse, Mary works as a lawyer, just like her parents and oldest brother. That’s how she gets to know private detective Arthur Townshend better. After all, Arthur is still her brother-in-law, Rupert’s cousin.

#edmund bridgerton ii #miles bridgerton #charlotte bridgerton #mary bridgerton #bridgerton next gen #bridgerton next generation #kanthony next gen #kanthony #anthony x kate #note: sheffield & sharma only belong to kate and her family — not some bs story introduced in the show about mary’s background #please enjoy my attempt at a gossip column writing #because i headcanon that gossip columns explode after lady whistledown’s retirement and keep going for a looong time #links to the other bridgerton cousins will be added as published!

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1donoow · 1 year

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MCU REC

PT.6

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♡ - smut

Most of them are fluff

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<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post

frank castle

kurt wagner

warren worthington

pavitr prabhakar

miles morales

peter parker

eddie 'venom' brock

peter(pietro) maximoff

tony stark

druig

kate bishop

moon knight

frank castle

@that-one-weeb-buts-its-the-main - frank castle w/ archer daughter

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kurt wagner

@takenbypeter - stick to the plan

@jiabeewrites - awkward first meeting (batsis!reader)

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warren worthington

@tomhiddelstonandzaynmalik - a touch starved warren would include

- dating warren would include

@blueeyedheizer - don't go please, I can't lose you

@warrenworthingtoniii - ___

@alexs-ummers - dating soft warren hc

@scarletwidowvibes - mating season

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pavitr prabhakar

@fazblaster - hc

@strawbeelemonade - romantic hc

@thatonesimpforlegiteveryman - s/o being in a different world

@spiderthesenutz - introducing you to the spider community

- ___ (superhero!reader)

- relationship hc

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miles morales

@bomber-grl - dating miles morales hc

@prismuffin - You knew it was going to snow today, right?(male!reader)

@strawbeelemonade - being miles’ best friend but also your a bit insane

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peter parker

@cosmal - doughnuts

@bruisedboys - clumsy

@ichorai - spiderling (stark!reader)

@alisonwritesimagines - naps in the quinjet (stark!reader)

@nightwingsbunda - puppy love (stark!reader)

@belxveds - seduction through science

@waitimcomingtoo - stolen moments

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eddie 'venom' brock

@trianglesimp - ___♡(spiderman!reader)

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peter(pietro) maximoff

@maximoffs-girl - peter maximoff with a ballerina s/o

- Peter having a crush with an accent

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tony stark (daughter!reader)

@spideyyboii - being tony stark's daughter

@justyouraverage-simp - yucky

@naddybln -Imagine being Tony Starks daughter hc

@allthings-sandy - stark

@specialagentlokitty - sorry

@moonlit-imagines - tony finding out you have electrokinesis

@fool-who-dreams - shrink

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druig

@siempre-bucky - tug

@padf00ts-l0ver - ___ (stark! reader)

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kate bishop

@starshipsofstarlord - dating kate bishop would include

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moon knight

@ivonhart - the moon chapter 1

@marc-spectorr - moon boys reacting to reader wearing black widow's outfit

@juneknight - dozing

@plethora-of-imagines - going to a beach with the moon boys

@foreverinadais - painted nails

@book-place - chaotic normalcy

- meet fatherhood (child!reader)

@jake-g-lockley - the light of my knight masterlist

- meet cute

@girlwithwolftatoo - moon boys + a turned into a child reader

- moon boys with a violinist reader

- How would the moon boys react to a superpowered/mutant reader

@autmism - friendly neighborhood gift-shopist (teen!reader)

@howaboutcastiel - moon boys reacting to their cis girlfriend

@moonxknightx - is that my sweater?

- you are like art

@loki-hargreeves - falling

@scarab-ofmoonknight - i got you,babe

@crestfallen-dameron - sweater paws

@dilfs-bitch - innocent ♡

@shadystarlightgentlemen - The Moon Boy’s React to You Calling Them “My Life” in Their First/Second Language

#masterlist #mcu rec #frank castle x reader #kurt wagner x reader #warren worthington iii x reader #pavitr prabhakar x reader #miles morales x reader #peter parker x reader #eddie brock x reader #peter maximoff x reader #tony stark x reader #druig x reader #kate bishop x reader #moon knight x reader

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