#OMGGG WAIT let me tell you anon!!!

[elegyofthemoon]

7, 22, 38

OOO thanks so much anon !!

fe3h asks

7. Favourite Blue Lions character?

NOOOOOOOOOOOO--

...Okay so because I was like ohhh nooo I don't know how to decide ahhhhhhh how do i piiiick I let the sorter do it AND SOMEHOW ???? FELIX WAS THE TOP BLUE LION FOR ME LMAO

I mean that's also fair: I think I was saying I gravitate the most towards swordsman characters (sword!!!! cool!!!!!) but I do remember how much I liked the different characterizations/exploration of his character depending which route ur on -- at least between Blue Lions Felix vs Crimson Flower Felix. I still think a lot about his reflection on when Dimitri dies in Crimson Flower and it makes me :((((

ALSO also his supports were good. I still laugh a lot about his one with Annette and Lysithea for example. Or the one with Bernadetta lolol But the serious ones hoo they hit

22. Favourite scene?

One of my fave scenes was the reunion scene with Dimitri actually asdlkfjh I remember running into a post that was talking about the placement of the lords in light and I was breaking apart about Dimitri being in the shadows and rejecting Byleth's hand. I think a lot about that scene and it kinda warms my heart everytime I see art referencing that scene ;; 0 ;;

38. Most heartbreaking death?

No one asked but there's a reason why I hate doing Crimson Flower and never want to do it again because I DON'T WANT TO GO AGAINST DIMITRI :(((((((( I DON'T LIKE HURTING HIM AND I HATE SEEING THE WAY HE GOES OUT

Dedue in that route ALSO gets a shoutout because when he becomes those crest monster things (forgot what they're called) I GOT SO DEVASTATED THAT I HAD TO COMPLETELY STOP AND THEN CALLED MY BEST FRIEND ABOUT IT TO COOL OFF LMAO

[lovelynim]

omggg, congrats on your milestone Fabi, i'm so happy for u <3🪷✨ for the request, uh- may i humbly suggest writing something with lee!Rafayel and ler!Reader? maybe using him as a canvas for real lol- i'm- i'm sorry it's just- ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ🤌🏻

I didn't expect this many Rafayel's fans to show up in such a short amount of time, hahaha

But since you guys want to see him get got so much, who am I to disagree? ~

Also, my apologies to the last anon, but I'm smushing you together with the other two since it's the same characters, hope you don't mind!

Thin, thick, long and soft brushes, all scattered around your canvas. A color palette with different shades of red, yellow and orange, perfect to paint a beautiful sunset. If the canvas in question wasn’t putting so much effort in trying to run away, this would probably be the most peaceful painting session you ever experienced. But as Rafayel, a great and known artist once said, “chaos is a symbol of wisdom, every genius has a messy desk”.

“If you don’t stop moving, I’m going to have to start all over, Rafayel,” you tease him, keeping a firm grip around his wrists while you drag the paintbrush all the way from his forearm down to his ribs, leaving a light yellow trace behind. 

“Sohohomeohohone, hehEHEHelp!! T-thihihis is tohohorturehEHEHE!!” Rafayel cried out as if this was some kind of murder attempt. However, no matter how much he pleaded or begged, his words wouldn’t make it to your heart - not this time, not after testing your patience for so damn long.

You click your tongue, shaking your head, pretending to pity the poor artists. “Torture? This is art, Rafayel. And art is supposed to be felt, right?” You smirked, not caring the least about the fresh drops of paint sliding down your canvas and tainting the floor underneath him. “Now, I think we could use some red here,” you explained calmly while Rafayel watched in horror while you dipped the paintbrush in the red ink and brought it back to your canvas - also known as his bare torso.

“NohoHOHOH!!” He laughed, kicking his feet like a little kid throwing a tantrum, but there was no way you were going to let him go this easy. “Plehehehease! I sahAHahaid I’m sohohorry!”

He twisted and turned his body away, trying to avoid at all costs the brush covered in ink that was dancing over his stomach, tickling his tummy with soft and quick strokes, one after the other, over and over again.

“You should feel sorry for making me work so hard just to paint a little,” you grunted, tightening your grip around his wrists while you circled his navel with the paint brush. With a sadistic look on your eyes, you admired his face - a complete mess of laughter, you could barely tell the drops of paint and the natural blush on his cheeks apart. Cute. “Now, I think we need to add another layer of orange here, the colors are a bit bland…”

“AHahAHAHA, i-it’s goohohohod! N-no mohohore lahahayers!!” He laughed, gasping when you tried to draw a little awkward-shaped sun on his chest. The redness on his cheeks was starting to spread down to his neck, the colors of his skin mixing with the ones from the ink, creating something that actually looked like a sunset - well, maybe if you squint your eyes a little, but still a sunset. 

“Ahaha- p-please!” Rafayel wheezed, dropping his head back into the floor tiredly, trying to catch up his breath. His body trembled, tingling all over. “Y-you should let… t-the ink dry before… continuing…”

With the paintbrush still in your hand, you couldn’t help but laugh a little. 

[robinsno1lesbian]

neighbour robin filming while you ride her strap on telling how a good girl you are with her raspy voice omggg im such a whore for her, i need to go for a walk

older!neighbor!robin x fem!reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 873

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+ mature content (MDNI), implied age gap (reader is 18+!), modern au!, strap-ons, sex tape, dirty talk, implied oral sex (fem!receiving obviously),let me know if i missed anything :)

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: neighbor!robin drabble spam hello?? also, anon, we're all whores for neighbor!robin here, so no worries!

"fuck" robin groans from behind her phone. this had been all your idea; you had asked her to film you in whatever position she liked. robin had been skeptical at first, unsure whether you were really comfortable with it or not. so you had taken matters into your own hands, had taken robin's phone from her, and pressed the play button before giving it back to her. you had then proceeded to get on your knees for robin and ate her out until she had cum all over your face while whispering sweet praise of how good you were for her and for letting her use you like that.

after that, all doubts vanished. she gladly held the camera on your body when you began stripping out of your clothing, her breathing labored in the speaker as you reveal the matching set of lingerie. you came prepared. and now you're here, on top of her. tits out and panties pushed to the side so she can pound the strap into you. she has started with you on the bed, bend over with an arched back, while she was fucking into you from behind, but quickly changed your position. "need to see you" she had said as she turned you around and sat you down on the strap. "need to watch your pretty face when you cum all over my strap" now you're steadying yourself with your hands on her legs while your chest is on full display for her and the camera. you look at her through hazy eyes and find that her face is tensed up in pleasure while she's watching you. "you're so hot" she mouths. "so hot" a soft shade of pink creeps up your cheeks and you turn away but robin takes your chin between her index and thumb before she pulls you back. "don't look away" she rasps "fuck, keep looking. you're gorgeous" her flat palm runs down the valley between your breasts and her gaze follows it, all the way between your thighs where she begins rubbing tight circles around your clit. you moan at the extra friction and roll your hips against her. "oh god fuck- right there robin" you gasp, high-pitched and loud as she finds the perfect rhythm. your moan is just the slightest bit exaggerated, for the sake of the camera, but it feels incredibly good nonetheless. "yeah?" her voice sounds so good. it's raspy and deep and so fucking attractive. you could probably cum at the sound of her voice, whispering dirty things to you. "yeah" you nod and your eyes fall shut while your lips part. robin runs her hand back up your sides, letting you ride her freely while she roams your body. she squeezes your breasts and pinches your nipples before she strokes the side of your neck. you lean into her touch without stopping the roll of your hips, you can feel your lower abdomen coiling already and you can't wait to cum on camera for her. robin's hand runs up the back of your neck and she pulls your hair back into some sort of makeshift ponytail, revealing your face to her. your sweat-stained skin is caught perfectly by the phone, just like the furrow between your brows, signalizing the concentration you put into chasing your height. you look so fucked out, she loves it. "hmmh" she hums, at the same time as she changes the position of her hips slightly so that the strap hits your g-spot from a slightly different angle. "such a good girl...take me so well" robin praises. "more" you cry out desperately. you're so close. and who is robin to deny a pretty thing like you? especially when she's got it on her camera, capturing this memory for when she's all by herself later. so, she drops your hair and brings her hand back to your clit, picking up a fast and hard pace as she rubs it over and over. "oh- oh god" you pant "robin- i'm gonna- you're gonna make me cum! fuck don't stop" her hips rock upwards relentlessly, the base of the strap drawing loud noises from your throbbing cunt, while she nods her head repeatedly. "yes...yes, cum for me. fuck y/n cum for me!" you can feel your walls clenching around the strap and all sounds around you fade away, reduced to nothing but white noise, when your orgasm washes over you. "i'm cumming fuck-" is the last thing you can manage before it rips through you. you let out half a cry, half a scream, caused by the intense pleasure that washes all over your body. robin continues fucking you through it until you're squirming and babbling nonsense words about how sensitive you are. "fuck it" she says and turns off the video before pulling you down with her. she kisses down your body and spreads your legs wide with her palms. "you're so pretty when you cum you know?" and with that, she puts her mouth on you.

[loveackermannn]

Omg omg omggg!,

When I saw your vamp Levi fic i geeked lmao

But I did some research and found out that vampires have mates…like one for the rest of their lives🥺.

So i was wondering if you can do headcanons about vamp Levi x vamp reader and them just being that one old married couple lol, also mates can feed off of each other instead of hunting which is wayyyyy more powerful since there’s love involved

Sorry lol I’m being a nerd

a/n; my lovely anon! don't apologize for this ask, i loved reading every bit of it. thank you for indulging more vamp!levi into my brain and for the extra info! it'll really help me capture these headcanons better. anyways, i hope you enjoy <;3 im such a whore for vamp!levi ugh he's so hot okay bye

warnings; suggestive content! (17+ audience please !!) levi and reader feeding off each other YWBWHAJHWR (they're both switches btw :0) + mentions of blood

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im gonna go with the scenario in which both of you are vamps, destined to be mates for all eternity. now one would think that it's a hell of a long time to be committed to one person, but when it comes to a lover like levi – he NEVER gets tired of you, as the same with you. he practically worships the ground you walk on, the air in which you exist with him. he just can't get enough of you.

by that, it was from the start that sparked what you two are now. "love at first sight" was a stupid idea that levi couldn't even bring himself to come to terms with when he first met you upon the forest. but he quickly realized that he felt like a love sick teenager again. the way you could just be existing in his presence and he'd still feel like he's falling in love all over again.

as time passed and humans continued to grow old, you and levi were stuck in your own little world with nothing else being of importance except the exchange of love and passion towards one another.

every kiss felt needier, every touch felt exhilarating, every breath felt warmer to the point where you couldn't tell if it was levi's or yours. all that mattered was that in this moment, he was yours as you were his.

levi began his intimate ministrations from your temple to your cheek to your jaw and down to your exposed and sensitive neck. your soft skin welcomed his lips with every kiss that he could manage, savoring you, worshipping you – he felt honored to be able to have the rest of his days spent with you.

lips continuing to suck and nip at your now marked neck, levi took the time to gently graze the points of his fangs and upon doing this, the reaction you gave him was just where he wanted you– breathless, speechless.

you looked absolutely divine to him and he couldn't wait to savor the rest of what he still had to get to. but for now, he wanted to specifically take his time on your neck – you knew what was to happen next and your body anticipating his touch, jerked slightly in his hold. upon noticing this, he grips you tighter and his hot breath tickles the lobe of your ear.

"you're so fucking perfect mon amour. think you could stay still for me yeah? if anything gets too much, you know our safe word. ill stop immediately, promise."

you nod against him, smiling as your fingers meet the side of his face and he pecks your cheek in return. you trusted levi with your whole life, he'd never forgive himself if ever you got hurt, let alone get hurt because of him.

he started slow, letting you get used to the feel of his fangs dancing up along the side of your neck. and as time went on, you were craving for him to finally sink his teeth into you with just the right amount of pressure.

and with that, 2 holes punctured into you, leaving you a whimpering and mewling mess in levi's arms. levi groaned into you, eyes practically rolling back at your taste in disbelief. god he could be here with you forever, in every universe.

he made sure to keep his eyes on you, gauging any discomfort from your reactions, but from what he could see – you were thoroughly enjoying this just as he is. with your head completely thrown back in pleasure, the sight alone could make him faint right then and there, but he keeps it together.

as it all comes to an end, levi pulls away to relieve any sort of tension in your neck as he soothes the holes with a kiss and leaving no waste of what you had just offered to him.

nothing was said for some time, not that there needed to be anyway. panting and short breaths were the only thing that was coherent from your semi-dried lips. from this, levi knew you needed a few minutes to regain your composure.

slicking back your disheveled hair with a gentle caress of his hand, he smiles at you as if you were the purest gem in the world – you were his treasure.

pressing a kiss to your forehead, he asks quietly as to not suddenly startle you from your peaceful trance, "i wasn't too rough on you was i? does anything hurt?"

you shake your head, looking back at him with an expression that reassured him further. but what surprised him, was the fact that you were quick in continuing from where you two had left off.

the stamina of vampires. he should've known.

and soon, a reverse of cards had him melting like putty in your hands as your face crept up slowly from his chest to his ear.

"it's my turn now. you'll be good for me right levi?"

[lqfiles]

hi honey! i'm very sorry i haven't been interacting as of late but my exam's just this sat😭 i really really hope i do well, i would get done & catch up with the latest updates of stg, i miss them sm😭😭 but but on a good note as soon as my exams would be over, i'll be having a graduation party upcoming!! i can't tell you how excited i am!! we also have this scribble day a day before the party! i'm so patiently waiting to be done with this & apparently that'd be the day i'll let it out to crush!🤭

anyways!! i hope you're doing fine!! take very good care of yourself! love you sm💞💞

mwah!💌

-slendy anon!

HIII SLENDY ANON <33

ITS OKAY i’m glad you have your priorities straight and PLEASE continue to focus on studying for your upcoming exam, you wouldn’t wanna regret not giving your fullest!!’ DONT WORRY ABOUT STG that’s the least of your priorities don’t worry 💯💯

your graduation so soon?? that’s crazy but i’m also happy that you get to have some time to have fun after your exams, I HOPE YOULL ENJOY IT WITH EVERYONE and scribble day omggg now i miss when i left my school and we did that… 💔 BUT ALSO???;&;!:& OMFG YOURE LYINGGG BUT AT THE SAME TIME I HOPE YOU ARENT… I WILL BE ROOTING FOR YOU TWO TRUST ME IT WILL GO WELL HE WILL WANT YOU 🤲🏽

i’m doing fine, i had a “i need to change my ways” moment yesterday night so i’m hopefully gonna change for the better, take care as well and good luck on your exam i’ll be rooting for you!!! love you too <3!

[magicalbats]

hi it's doesn't-play-genshin-but-loves-your-genshin-fics anon i just wanted to report back: i've completed so many 'genshin lore for beginners' and 'genshin storyline so far' videos, and i'm eyeballs deep in fanart and random fics (especially childe dear LORD him especially god i love him oh my goddd) and i'm so blown away by how deep the story is for the game ???

i knew people praised the game for the characters and story but i didn't think it'd be THIS good, and i'm so grateful you encouraged me to go read up on it.............. the fact that some of the characters are just like regular people and others are straight up literal gods among men is hilarious and also sososo cool to me. zhongli's story was so cool and i love the fact that he's so deeply and intricately intertwined with liyue harbor and its people ;-; ♡

anway thank you it's all thanks to you ily thank you for broadening my horizons

Omggg anon 🥹 I’m so glad you’re enjoying everything so far! And just to tell you a little bit about my own experience, so you know it’s not just you who was a bit blind sided by the depth of the world building xmdmxmdm

I’ve tried a handful of other gacha’s in the past and I just could not get into them for anything. There was one I do actually really like on a theoretical level xmsmxks but I hated the game mechanics. I only played it for a few months before dropping it completely so I was very wary about getting into Genshin at first because I honestly thought I’d be wasting my time and it would just be something else I got no enjoyment out of. Im sure you can imagine my great surprise when I quickly realized this wasn’t just another cheap gacha with bare minimum effort put into it. It’s a whole ass world with extensive history and real, honest to god lore. The characters not only have their own individual backstories that span across various fields and interests and cultural inspirations, but Mihoyo at least puts in some work to further flesh them out beyond that too. Even the ones we’re still waiting to get any real spotlight shown on them have a fountain of potential just waiting to be untapped! It’s super exciting imo, to see how everything slowly fits into place to create the bigger picture of a fully functioning fictional universe, how each character is leading their own individual lives, but then you also add onto that how there are plenty of mysterious unknowns and future developments ahead of us too …

Frankly Genshin’s lore has done nothing but impress me. It gets confusing at times, yes, and occasionally theories that don’t make a lick of sense will gain traction to blur the lines even more, but overall this world feels very alive to me and our role as the traveler can be a very immersive one. I have been nothing if not impressed by the world building but it’s the characters that truly pulled me in and never let me go. lol I started playing specifically for Zhongli … and by the time I actually met him I was already hooked. 🤣 I’ve been obsessed with this damn game basically since day one and I’m still in a chokehold over a year later.

But ooooh, a Childe fan are we? 👀 I am in no way surprised, he is QUITE a man. Idk how up to date you are with the current storyline but uh, I am eagerly awaiting version 4.2 so we can see him again! (Potential spoiler??) The way he gave us his vision in 4.0 actually had me

Please feel free to come back and share all your thoughts with me! What other characters do you like? Favorite region? Which bit of lore do you find the most interesting?? I need the deets, anon! Please!

[hollandorks]

Hey bestie it’s me 🦇

I haven’t been around much because I started school again, and I’m working two jobs. Do I hate myself or am I just broke?

I wanted to drop by and let you know I just discovered Haven and I love it so much. It has given me brain rot so I have two headcanons I’d like to share with you.

1. When one of them was sick as a kid the other would not leave their side. I got really sick as a child with something highly contagious (I don’t remember what it was) and I couldn’t go to school for months, maybe? It was a long time. I can imagine one of them getting that sick and Alfred forbidding the other from going into their room. They’d do it anyways much to Alfred’s dismay.

2. She’s an investigative journalist with a singular brain cell that’s on vacation. I picture she’s in dangerous situations a lot. I can picture her telling Batman or Gordon when Batman is around being like “I’ve been stabbed before working on a case” and Bruce immediately chokes because “why is she being so casual about getting stabbed?”

Haven is amazing and I can’t wait for more. Amazing work once again. Much love!

Omggg HI BESTIE!! I literally posted a couple weeks ago something like "can someone please tell my 🦇 anon I have a new fic, I miss them"

First off, wow, two jobs and school OOF good luck!!! Don't die!!

1. This is 100% something that happened 😂 I already established that they were kind of like each other's security blankets so obviously if one is sick the other will not leave them alone. Then they both end up sick and Alfred is just tired dad-ing all over the place

2. Yes, this, exactly this 😂 I did mention that she'd been held at gun point before but she's so reckless and also nosy that she's been in some sticky situations. And it's only gonna get worse 👀

Thanks for stopping by bestie!!

[koulakoukoula2003]

Hello!!, Can I ask for levi with a korean s/o my friend is from korea so I wanted to ask for her ^^ tysm!!!!

Omggg of course! I'm so sorry it took so long, anon, but I finished exams and I have reopened my inbox!🥰

Pairing: Levi x Korean!Reader Genre: fluff, no warnings!

"She looks like Mikasa,"

"No, man, there's something different about her,"

"But the eyes got around the same shape,"

"No, if you look closer you'll see that-"

"I AM RIGHT HERE!"

It was getting frustrating. You knew you were different. You had been different for as long as you could remember yourself and you knew people talked about it, but listening to them wasn't helping either.

"I- I'M SO SORRY, Y/N, WE WERE JUST-"

"DISCUSSING, YES, W- WE WERE-"

Sasha and Connie were trying their best to not trigger you. Not only you looked different, but you were so good at kicking other people's asses, and they knew that well. It wouldn't be the first time you had beaten someone up with minimal effort. You and Mikasa must have had something in common, because the both of you were excellent at sparring.

Maybe you weren't as strong as her, but still good enough.

You sighed though. It wasn't their fault you were born different and you were still the only different-looking person in the entire populace. After meeting Mikasa you two were inseparable. She understood feeling different better than anybody.

"It's fine, just... make that conversation elsewhere," you threw a death glare at them both and they tensed up.

"Right!" "Right!"

You had all made a line, waiting with a tray and an empty bowl to be filled with the daily dinner that was offered in the Survey Corps Mess Hall. You looked down at the older lady filling your bowl with porridge again. You sighed heavily. You had almost gotten used to it.

You and the remainder of the 104th were now the new Levi Squad. The Captain drew utmost respect from everyone... maybe a little fear too, but you respected him.

He had overheard that little conversation and he knew that deep down in bothered you. If anything, he knew how standing out felt like. He had been so different from everyone else when he was first recruited from the Underground.

Levi stood up off his desk - the one he shared with the rest of the squad leaders and section commanders, and he approached you. "Cadet y/n. Meet me at my office when you're done with lunch," he said simply and you tensed up at his familiar voice. You hadn't even noticed him being there.

"Y- Yes, sir!"

He walked out of the Mess Hall and made his way to his office and you bit your lip. Had you done something wrong? You had no idea, but still, it was stupid to assume that he just wanted to talk to you because you had done something wrong.

Maybe he wanted to talk to you about something else?

You pondered on it during dinner and you tried to ignore Connie's bad jokes and Eren's and Jean's bicker. Armin pointed out that you were spaced out, but you shrugged his worries away saying you were simply tired - which, for the record, was true.

When you were done eating, you made your way upstairs and searched for Captain Levi's office. You knocked first and he let you in. You were hesitant as you stood in front of him.

He was sitting on his desk, working on another pile of paperwork that Erwin had delivered him the same morning. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and his ascot laid abandoned on some spot on his desk. His pitch-black hair were messy from running his fingers through them too many times. He had set two buttons of his white shirt loose and his back dress jacket was hanging from the back of his chair.

You could tell he was tired and sleep-deprived. You had heard Section Commander Hange tease him about how he never slept and you could tell that rumour was true.

"You asked for me, sir?" You caught his attention at last.

"Do you know why you're important, y/n?" Levi asked and you got confused right away.

You weren't important. You weren't a titanshifter neither an Ackerman. You were simply a cadet, a soldier of the Survey Corps.

"I'll tell you why," Levi noticed your silence. "Because your different appearance is solid proof that there are people out there. People of various shapes and sizes and looks. People that our small society does not have," his silver eyes met yours "and yes, you are different. But that's what's beautiful about you,"

Your eyes widened and your cheeks got immediately warmer. You looked away from him shyly. Had he actually just said that? "I... y- yes, sir!"

"Good," Levi pulled another document in front of him. "I've assigned Connie and Sasha stable duty for the next two months,"

A small laugh erupted from your throat but you immediately clamped a hand around your lips to shush yourself. "I see,"

He arched an eyebrow. "You find that funny?"

"I- I'm sorry, sir!"

"Don't apologise for laughing, cadet. It suits you,"

Now your cheeks got even redder. God, this wasn't the time to develop a crush on your Captain!

"Dismissed,"

"Thank you, sir!"

[arrowflier]

Omggg my heart is aching with the small Mickey and Ian one 😭😭 please do a part two fuckkkk

I’M SORRY ANON BUT LOOK LOOK I FIXED IT.  Moved this to the top of my prompt list so I wouldn't leave you hanging.

Part 1 if anyone needs their heart broken before I make it better.  The parallels will make more sense too.

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It's early on a Saturday afternoon when Mickey sees it. 

They're over at the Gallagher house, watching Franny while Debbie works and Liam studies upstairs.  Mickey has just finished chasing Franny around the house in a rousing game of liquor store robbery and collapsed on the worn sofa next to Ian, letting the other man drape an arm over his sweaty shoulders.

"She wear you out?" Ian asks, amused, as he turns down the volume on whatever comedy show rerun he was watching.

Mickey shakes his head, letting the movement tuck him more thoroughly into Ian's hold.

"Nah, just gotta give Little Red a break," he claims, but grins when Ian raises his eyebrows at him.

The both turn back to Franny, still zooming around the living room like a ginger Tasmanian devil, and Ian laughs.

"Yeah, looks like you really did a number on her," Ian quips, and Mickey elbows him in the gut.  Ian lifts him arm to grab Mickey by the hair, shaking him lightly.

Mickey smacks ineffectively at his husband's hand.  "Hey man, watch the..." he trails off.

Because from the corner of his eye, he can see what Franny is up to.  She’s bent over a box Debbie had brought down from the attic that morning, digging through old toys and papers, pulling out an old, raggedly, doll.

A doll that looks oddly familiar.

Mickey stares long enough that Ian notices, and releases him.

“Mick,” he starts, sounding worried.  “You okay?”

Mickey clears his throat.  “Yeah, yeah I’m fine,” he says, then, “where’d that old thing come from?”

Ian gives him a confused look, so he nods his head at the doll that Franny is now happily playing with on the living room floor.  She bends it’s limbs in all sorts of unnatural directions as they watch.

“Oh, that?” Ian says casually.  “That was Fiona’s I think.  Debbie lugged it around for a while too, back before she stole that kid.”

Mickey’s head snaps toward him.  “Stole the...” he shakes his head.  “No, never mind, I don’t wanna know.”  He sits quietly, feeling Ian’s eyes still on him, and thumbs the side of his nose.

“Why?” Ian finally asks, and Mickey huffs. 

“Not important,” he says, then stands abruptly from the sofa.  “Hey, why don’t we take the kid to the park today?”

Franny hears that.  “Park?” she asks excitedly, jumping up from the floor.  She runs over to Mickey, dragging the doll by an arm, until she can wrap her own arms around Mickey’s leg.

“Yeah kid, why not?” he offers, ignoring Ian’s confused face behind him.  “Go get Liam too, little Einstein probably needs a break.”

Franny eagerly runs off to do as she’s told, and Ian stands to move forward next to Mickey.  He wraps his arms around him from behind, loose but present, and Mickey leans back into it.

“What’s this about, Mickey?” Ian asks softly, but Mickey just shakes his head again.  

“Tell you when we get there,” he promises instead.  “It’s fine, Ian.”

Ian tightens his hold briefly, then lets go when the kids come storming back down the stairs, relenting.  He helps Franny into her coat while Mickey helps Liam track his down under a stack of laundry, and then they’re out the door, and off.

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The route to the park is familiar.  They pass the building where Ian had pressed him against the wall in broad daylight to kiss the life out on the way to the L after a family dinner.  And the alley where someone had tried to mug them one night only to run away when he saw Mickey’s tats, leaving them both laughing so hard they had to hold each other up.  

When they got to the park itself, Mickey made straight for the bench where Ian had sat on his lap two weeks ago just to piss off some holier-than-thou, gentrifying housewife.  Franny and Liam immediately made for the playground together, but Ian followed him, sitting close at his side this time with an arm around his waist.

For a moment, they just watch.  Liam is helping Franny climb the jungle gym, no small feat considering that she still hasn’t let go of her new favorite toy: that dirty, torn, raggedy doll that Mickey had somehow recognized from twenty-odd years ago.

“So,” Ian finally starts.  “We’re here.”

Mickey hums.  “We are,” he agrees.  He leaves it at that just long enough to feel Ian’s chest heave in a sigh, then smiles and scoots even closer.

“You come here a lot as a kid?” he asks Ian, who’s surprised by the question.

“Uh, I guess,” he answers slowly.  “I mean, Monica brought us sometimes, but she’d kinda forget we were here, so we usually told her we didn’t want to go.”  He turns his gaze to Mickey’s profile.  “Why?”

Mickey shrugs.  “Met you here,” he reveals, and can tell by the way Ian’s arm stiffens around him that the other man doesn’t know what to make of that.

“No, you didn’t,” Ian disagrees.  “I think I’d remember that, Mick, come on.”

“Nah, I did,” Mickey insists, still not looking at him.  “You were like, a baby then, you wouldn’t remember.”  He knows Ian wants to respond to that, but he doesn’t let him, pushing on instead.

“Musta been you, Lip, and Fiona,” he tells Ian.  “All together over by that sandbox.”  He points at the broken plastic turtle that’s seen better times, now barely holding any sand at all.  “Your idiot brother stole that damn doll from her and ran.”

“Franny’s doll?” Ian asks, intrigued.  “How are you so sure?”

Mickey snorts, and finally turns to face him, one leg coming up onto the bench between them.  Ian’s arm falls from his back, his hand landing on Mickey’s knee, where his thumb starts to stroke back and forth.

“I’d know you anywhere, Red,” he shares.  “Your hair’s like a fuckin’ target man, can’t hide that shit.”

Ian blinks at him.  “But you said I was a baby.”

“You were.  Like, one or two, I guess?  But you already had the hair.”  Mickey reaches up with one hand, ruffles it through Ian’s close-cropped curls, and laughs when Ian goes cross-eyed trying to see what he’s doing.  “Even then I wanted to fuckin’ touch it,” Mickey muses.

Ian finally catches that hand and brings it down between them, linking their fingers.  “Why didn’t you?” he questions.  “I mean, I didn’t know you for years after that, why didn’t you come talk to us?”

Mickey’s lips twist.  “Tried to,” he admits.  “Well, sorta.  But Fiona was protective, and you started fuckin’ cryin’.”  He looks down, then back up through his lashes.  “Scared the shit out of me, man.  Thought I fuckin’ broke you.”  He shrugs.  “So I left.”

They’re quiet for another moment, before Ian breaks the silence.

“Too bad,” he sighs.  Mickey looks at him questioningly, and he grins.  “If I’d known you were that soft earlier, I might have made a move before you tried to kill me.”

“Uncle Mickey, Uncle Ian!” Franny shouts, interrupting their moment.  She runs toward them from the playground, Liam trailing behind her.

Mickey shifts to put both feet back on the ground, leaning forward to catch her as she barrels into his legs for the second time that day.

“What up Little Red?” he asks, but she’s too busy poking at the tattoos on his hand to respond.

He looks up when Liam answers instead.  “Time to go back,” Liam says, “I gotta finish that workbook tonight.”

“Says who?” Mickey asks, and Liam rolls his eyes.

“Says me, because I don’t want to do it tomorrow,” he responds, and Mickey mumbles nerd under his breath, but obediently stands and hoists Franny up onto his hip.

“Nooo, Uncle Ian!” she cries, wriggling, and Mickey scoffs as Ian reaches over to take her with a shit-eating grin.  

“Fine, take her,” Mickey says, “we all know I’m still the favorite.”

It’s Ian’s turn to roll his eyes, turning to carry Franny back toward the house.  Liam follows behind them, but Mickey lingers.

He looks out over the playground again.  He’s been there more in the last two years than he ever had been as a child, sat on that bench with Ian and run through the woodchips with Franny and even pushed Fred on the baby swings once.  The kid had smiled up at him like he was the king of the world, even fucking reached for him after.  It was a far cry from the days he prowled the edges, selling drugs and spotting targets for his pops.  Even farther from the days he had wandered back on his own when his mom wasn’t there, just hoping to catch sight of that splash of fire-red again.

“Hey Mick!” the owner of that red hair calls from behind him.  “You coming?”

Mickey smiles.  He casts one more look over everything, then turns.  Ian is waiting for him, Franny in his arms, Liam at his side, and Mickey goes to them.  They know the way home, but he’ll walk it with them anyway.

[cptn-stvngrntrgrs]

I keep thinking of alexei and Melina interacting with Romanogers babies!!!! 😭😭😭 and yelena as the fun aunt that makes fun of their parents, and I definitely see alexei joining 😭😭 I think Melina would be so gentle with them, teaching them science, showing them animals and I just 😭😭😭

hi anon -YES OMGGG -but was that a prompt because it sure sounded like a prompt!

anyways, here ya go!

Title: turns out i got two

Relationship: Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanoff

Summary:

My whole life I didn't think I have any family. Turns out I got two.

Adventures with both sides of Natasha's family!

ft. romanogers babies, cool Aunt Yelena, Grandpa Alexei and Grandma Melina, and more!

Also on AO3!

“Shhh, don’t wake up your mama!”

Natasha crinkled her nose at the noise around her, still partly muted from the nap she was just waking up from. She wasn’t sure what time it was - just that she closed her eyes in the middle of an old movie and she Steve were watching, knowing damn well it was just background noise while they cuddled in silence. One thing she knew for sure was that she was alone on the couch now but a blanket was draped over her. Giggles erupted next to her ear and she fought against a smile tugging at her lips.

“I think mama’s awake anyway,” a voice answered, an obviously failed attempt at a whisper.

“I think she’s still sleeping,” Natasha joked, peeking an eye open and seeing James right in front of her. He was grinning ear to ear, but there were specks of mud on his face. “James? Did you not listen to Nana and played with the pigs again ?” Fully awake now, Natasha sat up and took James’ face in her hands, leaning in to kiss his forehead. He giggled, throwing his arms around Natasha’s neck for a hug. “Honey,” Natasha pulled away fractionally, “you smell stinky.”

James nervously laughed and tried to explain. “I might have fallen in the pen.” Natasha narrowed her eyes, seeing right through her son’s lie. She didn’t have to be a spy to know that he’s lying - and, judging by the sheepish smile on his face, James knew he can’t fool his mother either.

“Whatever happened to watching him?” Natasha asked Alexei, her voice stern but teasing. No matter how many rules for the kids she tried to establish, it seems that they go out the window once the grandparents are in charge. She knows it should annoy her, yet she can’t help but find it cute. Melina and Alexei are only lenient on the little things anyway, respecting major rules that Steve and Natasha has laid out for their kids.

Looking up from the newspaper he was reading at the kitchen counter, Alexei’s eyes widened. “What do you want me to do! He said he fell! Right, James?” Alexei argued, throwing his hands up and winking - obviously wanting James to make his mom believe that he didn’t deliberately play with his grandma’s experiment - er, pet - pigs. James giggled and nodded, loving his little game with his grandfather. Natasha’s convinced the two of them spending so much time together will drive her to an early grave.

“Yeah, I don’t think even your dad could be convinced of that, bud. Go, take a shower please.” He nodded and ran up the stairs to the bathroom. Yawning and stretching her arms, Natasha turned to Alexei. “What time did you guys get back? And where’s everyone else?” She eyed the clock and saw that it was nearing 7pm. Melina and Alexei took James and Sarah to the Cleveland Zoo earlier in the day, insisting that the kids stop by there before they go back to New York the next day.

Melina and Alexei’s farm in the suburbs of Cleveland became a frequent vacation spot for Steve, Natasha, and the kids. Ever since the Red Room was taken down, Melina and Alexei decided to go back to Ohio and settle down - if that’s what they want to call it. The two have been working with Yelena in tracking down more Widows and other victims of the Red Room - as well as running covert ops in taking down child-trafficking rings - from their farm. Yelena is more of a nomad - being more active in the field by traveling all over the world, although she usually stops by the farm or Natasha and Steve’s house in New York.

“We only have been here for an hour. Steve’s helping Melina with some stuff in the back. Sarah does not want to leave her grandmother’s side,” Alexei smiled fondly. Sarah has thoroughly stolen her grandfather’s heart and it shows.

Natasha nodded, checking her phone for messages. “Is Yelena stopping by? The kids haven’t seen her in a while.”

“Eh, you know her. She might, she might not.” Natasha looked up at that, narrowing her eyes at him. Alexei put his hands up again. “I don’t know. She said she will try. I did not want to put the kids’ hopes up so I did not tell them.”

Natasha smirked. “That sounds like her.” She stood up and headed to the back door to see if she could spot Sarah and Steve. The little girl is sitting on the back of a pony, with Melina standing next to her with a hand perched on her back - although Natasha has a rising suspicion that the pony is a little bit too behaved for a regular farm animal. And Steve is - oh - now breaking logs in half. For what, Natasha isn’t sure, but all she knows is that he makes a damn good sight to see.

“I used to look like that, you know. Maybe even bigger.” Alexei, who Natasha didn’t notice have moved next to her, suddenly piped up, seemingly following her line of sight. “Your mom - you know, those years we lived here - she liked it, I could tell.” Natasha wrinkled her nose, frowning as she looked up at Alexei. “What, what? I’m just saying. He’s not the only super soldier in the house. I’m just saying. I put on some weight but I still look good, no? Melina still thinks so.”

“Okay, calm down. I don’t really need all the gory details.” Natasha shook her head, looking back at Steve. He’s almost through his pile of whole logs, his shirt now almost completely drenched in sweat.

“But that’s my point - there are still gory details,” Alexei winked at Natasha’s overly-dramatic shudder. “You know. If you two need more weekends alone, Melina and I don’t mind having the kids over. You just have to tell us.”

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Natasha turned to meet Alexei’s eyes. “Ha ha, I get it. As weird as what you’re trying to say - thank you. I appreciate it, really.” He grinned, his right arm reaching around Natasha to envelop her in a one-arm hug. It took a while for Natasha to let Alexei start hugging her again, and once she did, he never let a moment to do so pass.

Natasha caught Sarah’s eyes when the latter looked up, waving with her free hand. She heard Sarah squeal and say something to Melina, who nodded at the little girl. Sarah brought her arms out and was lifted off the pony by her grandmother before making a mad dash to the back door where Natasha was standing. Alexei slid the door open just in time to hear the “Mommy!!!” screech coming from Sarah, with said little girl running into her mom’s open arms.

“Hi honey! How was your time at the zoo today?” Natasha asked while hugging Sarah tightly. The little girl hugged her back with all her might before letting go, excited to answer her mom’s question.

“I had so much fun! Grandma taught me about animals!”

“Go on, tell your mama which one is your favorite,” Alexei prodded, reaching down to help straighten Sarah’s hair.

“I liked the monkeys! They remind me of Rocky,” the girl replied, making Natasha sputter. Ah, yes. Sarah and her ever-fascination with Rocket Raccoon will never not amuse any of the other Avengers.

“Make sure to tell him that, honey,” Steve suddenly piped up, having walked back with Melina. He stood next to Natasha and planted to swift kiss to her lips.

Natasha wrinkled her nose, flicking his arm. “You stink, go shower after your son,” she waved him off, sending him laughing up to their room to get changed.

“And do you remember what animal group monkeys are a part of?” Melina asked, kneeling on one knee next to Sarah.

Sarah paused for a minute, scrunching up her brows in the same way as Steve often would when thinking - something Natasha would often tease him about - before answering. “Primates!”

This made Melina beam and kiss her forehead before standing up. “Very good, baby! You’re the smartest little girl I know!” she praised, making Sarah giggle. Turning to Natasha and Alexei, she inclined her head to the kitchen. “Come on, dinner should be ready soon.”

Once Steve and James got back and helped set the table, they all gathered around the table to eat. Melina made Borscht and Stroganoff - both of which are favorites of James and Sarah. They were laughing about how Sarah tried to ride one of the ponies at the zoo thinking it would be as tame as Melina’s pony, only to have it get spooked and run away when the doorbell rang. The adults all exchanged a look as Alexei stood up to answer the door.

“Who’s that grandma?” James asked, glancing up before taking a bite of his food.

“Your favorite aunt, it’s who!” A voice bellowed, followed by a tapping of feet.

“Auntie Yelena!” Both children chorused, rushing out of their seats to greet their aunt before she even reached the kitchen. “Fanny!” they squealed once the dog found them and started circling their feet.

Yelena walked into the kitchen with Sarah and James latched on both of her sides, Fanny following right on their heels. “Hello, everybody. Thanks for not waiting for me before eating,” she deadpanned.

“We didn’t even know you were coming.” Melina answered, scooping more soup into Steve’s bowl.

Yelena’s mouth dropped. “Natasha knew! I texted her. This is so unfair,” she huffed and sat down on the available seat next to Steve once the kids let go of her.

“What? I wanted it to be a surprise!” Natasha argued, smirking at her sister. “Isn’t that what you would’ve wanted?” she asked before eating a spoonful of Stroganoff. Yelena pouted, taking a piece of bread and biting into it.

Conversation flowed nicely throughout dinner, and it wasn’t until everyone moved into the living room while eating dessert did Yelena start braiding Sarah’s hair. “Are you ever going to color your hair, honey?” She asked, her fingers swiftly yet delicately weaving through the little girl’s hair.

“Oh please, Yelena, she’s six. Don’t give her any ideas,” Natasha waved her off, passing the bowl of ice cream to Steve.

Melina laughed, getting everyone’s attention. “It’s funny you say that, you know. Considering you would put temporary dyes in Yelena’s hair when you were younger. Not to mention your blue hair,” she nudged Alexei’s side, making him snort. “Remember?”

Steve looked at Natasha, his mouth dropping fractionally. “You had blue hair?” That got James’ attention too, as he turned to them from the TV.

Natasha narrowed her eyes at Melina before looking at Steve. “You’ve seen me with how many different hair colors already?”

“Yes, but that’s different because those are for missions, so it doesn’t mean the same. You had honest-to-god blue hair?” he tried asking again.

“Didn’t you bring the photo album with you, mama?” Yelena asked, looking up at Melina.

Melina nodded and stood up from the couch, plucking the album from one of her bookshelves. “Here, see?” She brought it over to where Steve and Natasha were sitting, setting it on the coffee table in front of them.

The photo album looked worn but the pictures were still clear, surprisingly. It contained the tale of their undercover family in Ohio, yet it all felt very real. Steve smiled softly at a young Natasha - he’s seen some of this pictures before, but the photobooth shots of a young her and Yelena have been new additions to the album. He figured they might have had it restored because it looked crisp and blown up.

“Wow, she wasn’t kidding. You did have blue hair,” he remarked, making Natasha glare at him. “What? It looks good! You looked so… punk.”

“She does have a flair for the dramatic,” Yelena agreed, tying Sarah’s braid in place. “There, all done! Show your mama.”

Sarah skipped to Natasha’s side, showing off her new braid and getting praises from her parents. She looked down to where everyone was looking at, noting the pictures for the first time. “Is that you, Aunt Yelena?” she pointed to a picture of a little girl holding a box in front of a tree.

Yelena knelt down next to the table to look at which photo she was pointing at and stifled a laugh. The ends of her hair in that picture have tints of pink in them, probably from one of Natasha’s so-called “experiments” back then - where she would usually test out a color on Yelena’s hair too before committing all of it on hers. She nodded at Sarah, “Yes, honey, that’s me. That’s your mom next to me.” she pointed at where a young Natasha was smiling brightly at the camera.

“Your hair looked like candy!”

Looking smug, Yelena leaned back to look at her sister in the eye, who was already shaking her head. “Well, honey, it’s a good thing your mom knows a lot about hair colors.”

Steve snorted at the inside joke between them just as Sarah started rattling off a list of colors she wants to try. It sounds like she might just be listing every color she can recall, but Yelena knows Natasha has at least found her new muse to experiment hair colors with.

[dilvcslut]

Soft Fluffy Tendou Times <3

Request: I always see hardcore stuff for Tendou but I raise you: soft praise kink tendou. Maybe he’s feeling self conscious about himself again, being called a “monster”, etc. Gentle touches and kisses, telling him how perfect he is, how much you love him, how he will always be enough. Kissing his bandaged knuckles, letting him rest on your chest afterwards so he can hear your heartbeat, running your hands through his hair 🥺🥺🥺 just slow tender love because my boi deserves the world

OMGGG thank you anon for requesting this <3 i Love Tendou so much and i will literally write ANYTHING for him <3 I hope you like it! (Characters ARE NOT aged up because this isn't very dirty, so like you both go to shiratorizawa still)

WARNING: Angst to Fluff, so the beginning is a little sad and i don't wanna ruin anyones mood! But it has a happy ending <3

When he called you, his voice was more monotonous. You could tell something was wrong. He called you to ask if he could go to your dorm, which of course  you said yes. When he arrived at your dorm room door, his eyes were a little red and puffy. It looked like he had been crying, or on the verge to cry anyways. You let him in and led him to the couch. He immediately rested his head on your chest and you cradles his head. “Hey baby, what’s wrong?” You could feel his tears through your shirt. “Why, why do they call me a m-monster. I try... so hard to be normal, to be nice but they always call me a monster in the end” His voice  was shaky and quieter than normal. “Shhh, baby no. Don’t listen to them. You are the kindest and most adorable person I know. Its their fault that they don't want to get to know you. I know, you try so hard baby. But people can be shallow and over look everything you do just to be mean so they feel better about themselves. The real monsters are them.” You threaded your fingers through his hair, reassuring him that he wasn’t a monster, because he wasn’t. *I swear if I ever get my hands on those bastards...* You thought.

It must’ve been hours before he calmed down, though you would wait forever if that meant he would be okay. “Y/N, thank you. I love you.” “I love you too” You both laid there, basking in each others presence. He then lifted his head and connect both of your lips. “I don’t know what I would do without you. I’m so lucky your mine” He then nuzzled his head in the crook where your neck and shoulder meet. “And I’m so lucky I have you. You always cheer me up when I’m sad.” You both asleep in each others arms <3

EXTRA: “so this is where Tendou was skipping practice...” Semi said in a disappointed voice. “I don’t recommend you wake either of them up. Y/N will probably attack you.” Shirabu said in a slightly shaky voice. “I still have scars from when I woke her and Tendou from a nap...”

I felt like adding the end part because Shirabu is a bully and he deserves to be attacked for waking up our baby Tendou <3

[alicehattera03]

My good sweet writer that writing combined with the prev anon's song rec was a fatal combo. Heck diabolic lovers had such an outstanding soundtrack!?. Wooohooo. I'm drunk on that combo and I'm not putting it down anytime soon. This totally isn't the seventh time in two hours that I'm reading through the entire thing again and again playing that music in the background. No you did not do that to me. U totally did not. No I'm not addicted. And dear writer another question, how on earth did u nail the details of the comic/novel so well if you didn't read it. Not you being sus, no not at all.

Though yes it still amazes me how you managed to do justice to the unhinged version of Derrick Eckhart when you guessed it to be similar to Jeremy Agriche.

Because as someone who's read the novel and the comic, Jeremy Agriche bears more resemblance to Derrick's younger bro Reynald.

While Derrick is Dion Agriche out and out when unhinged.

Coincidence? this bitch thinks not.

Dear sweet anon, IKR it fits so well, INSANE- and omggg I'm so glad that my lil fic was that good!!! Thank you sososo much for telling me you re-read it ahahaha let's get addicted to the ost and yandere!charas together!!!

Answering your question, WAIT I GOT THE DETAILS RIGHT!?!?? *Is extremely surprised at myself* Which details??? I DID read the prologue chapter but that's it lmaoooo If it's the one with the crown prince, I guessed as much cause it probably wouldn't be the brothers but oh daMN Derrick acts like that!?!? FOR REAL!?!?! *clenches fist* I wanna read it more now oh no- (don't launch me into space!!!)

Jeremy and Reynald(pink hair I'm guessing??) resemble each other?!?! WTF did not see that coming- and Dion!? Derrick and Dion!?!?! Resemble!?! Each!? Other!? Not me totally excited to see them unhinged, let them go insane, Idc what ship tbh LEMME SEE SOME YANDERE ACTION AHAHAHAHA

Anon, I can't wait to agree with you on the not-coincidence ehehe

[chrissshub]

If you were to ask me what was the one trend on tik tok a lot of trends come to mind but specifically the ”it’s the ____ for me“ trend like mfs would straight up violate and talk about their dead relatives or trauma when somebody said something small about them like that shit was crazy the funniest shit about it is you can tell they were waiting to say that shit

”it’s the ugly ass eyebrows for me”

”it’s the fact that you walked in on your mom having sex on your boyfriend and killing your dad for me”

like what?? Okay at the beginning it was kinda funny but that trend was wild as time went on and I’m honestly glad that trend didn’t last

- love anon

omggg I remember that. And I agree with you, it was cute at first but too far for a couple likes.

STORYTIME:

so i was out at dinner with my friends and one of them was like “let’s do it!”

the way me and my other friend look at each other and said no…because no. I don’t like making tiktoks nor joining in the trends, just not for me.

But everyone else wanted to make the video and got shocked when something out of pocket was said about them.

One, why would I willing put you down? For a joke? Like i have tough skin but the second you go too far, I don’t know you. two, the way how ppl let tiktok run their lives is very…interesting.

the dinner still went well but I just explicitly remember watching them replay the last clip and being like “oh my goddd!!”

[elysian-drops]

sleep deprived anon is back and (still very much sleep deprived i don't like exams okay) and very much in love with you ELYSIANNNNNN YOU HAVE THE BEST MUSIC TASTE. the yawning grave and frozen pines? love them. ALSO WHAT WAS THAT YOU SAID ABOUT LILITH AND FORESHADOWING ELYSIAN I'M INTERESTED NOW.👀👀 i'm going to think about this for agess i also just wanted to tell you not to try and change your writing because its perfect as it is. Seriously. Your flowery writing is part of why i love appetence so much!!! Its so ✨pretty✨. And you don't need a beta. Your writing is top notch as it is. And please please don't feel pressured about updating because we're willing to wait okay. Take your time. Take care of yourself first. Your new chapter may not have had tomarry content but i feel it was a rather important one, and i'm glad you published it I was looking forward to seeing what remus and sirius were up to for a long time now and this was pretty cool. Their reactions to the photos were amazing lmaoo. andd omggg new appetence headcanon!! takes it carefully and gently places it next to the choir boy headcanon BLACK KITTY HEADCANON IS HEADCANON NO LONGER ITS CANON NOW. its official. tom is now crazy cat lady. it is law. (and the picture of tom detesting the cat at first and then it becoming his right hand minion is so funny pls-) I'm just imagining Tom sprawled on a throne with the cat on a silk pillow next to him and Harry in the background torn between gaping and cackling.

Sending love and hugsss.❤❤

Hello again, dear sleep-deprived anon! 💕

I hope you’re doing well and that exams aren’t treating you too harshly 😭 My own uni started up again last week and, let me tell you, I’m feeling a bit sleep-deprived myself 😅 We’ll get through it together (*hopefully*) lol.

Asdfjkggjk— I’m soft 🥺 I’m so glad to hear you are loving the songs I sent over! That foreshadowing though 👀👀👀👀 I may or may not have a secret playlist for the latter part of Appetence that I’ll be releasing here later (mostly because the songs contain some spoilers as to the vibe/events coming up and I have no doubt you’ll be able to glean enough from them 😂😂)

On the note of your feedback, thank you so much 🥺 It makes me so so so happy to hear that you enjoy my prose and that it’s part of the reason why you love Appetence! It’s just a lot of fun for me to write this way and that’s the whole reason we write fic, isn’t it? Also, thanks for the feedback on the chapter itself! Sometimes, it does worry me a bit when Harri or Tom aren’t featured in an update but, as much as I love them, there’s a whole plot (really, more like a beast of one) that exists outside of them 😅 Plus, absence makes the heart grow fonder (or something like that), yeah? 😂

Asdfjkf— I’m happy you like the kitten head canon 😂 I wholeheartedly agree— there’s something about Tom and the kitten image that just makes me cackle lol.

Thank you so much for the message! Please remember to take care of yourself 💕💕

[animatedrapture]

can u guess which one of ur anons i am? hehe (•́ ॣ·̫ ॣ•̀,)՞

when was the last time i visited here omg anyways hi violet my beloved i hope ur doing well !!! everytime i see a notif from ur blog my brain just files it away for later,,,, but then i get distracted by something else OTL ive been goin through a lot in terms of interests nd shit and im back to hopefully spark my love for hq again >:3c

holy hell ur reaching 6k already? fuckk let me tell u how proud of u i am, even if i disappeared for a bit its still amazing to see how far youve come and how fuckin amazing you are !! your work just keeps getting better nd its beyond perfect in my eyes holy shit i lov u v much /p

might see me more often but idk 100% bc i still have work around to do (im never catching a break (๑꒦ິ ̼ ꒦ິ๑) but know im always gonna support u even if im not as active as i once was ! ♥️ - *****

omggg? wait don't make me guess dkshldj it's gonna be embarrassing and id feel bad if i got it wrong. hi bby! i'm doing ok! probs the same or worse mental state /hj. it's a few hundred off but i got a bit freaked out by it when i realized (and lowkey wanted to bolt out of this blog all of a sudden /hj) but thank you!! hehe i love u and whatever you're up to or will be up to, i hope you're having fun at least hehe. take care bby!! have a good day!!

[arigatouiris]

Show Me America’s Ass

Author’s Note: This is literally my first request omggg. Anyway, I hope you like it, anon! I wasn’t too sure if I had to make this two scenarios, so I morphed it into one (even though it is more of a Steve x Reader than Sam x Reader). Word count: 928

Pairing: Steve x Reader; Sam x Reader (slight)

Warnings: Sexual references, gunshot wound, swearing (if you wink)

❝

(y/n) was a force to be reckoned with. Not only was she disobedient, she was infuriating. When Tony and Natasha suggested bringing her in for a spy mission, considering how good she was with anything related to stealth, Steve wanted to say no. Emphasis on the word ‘wanted’.

   “Cap, could you turn around? I want to take a look at America’s ass.” (y/n) mocked, bringing everyone to laugh with her.

It wasn’t as if Steve disliked her. No, it was in fact, quite the opposite. (y/n) had been famous for running around as a nameless mercenary, who often fought criminals who preyed on women and children after nighttime, and even did small tasks like helping people cross the road. However, she listened to no one and most often, got into trouble with the cops for finishing their missions for them.

She once told Steve that she didn’t need permission to kick an asshole’s ass. Steve had come to the realization that despite her language and choice of words, he liked her feisty spirit and wild nature.

   “We’re on a mission, (y/n). You have to focus.”

And even if they were currently in the quinjet, flying over to the area where they had to take down a secret operation that was kidnapping little children, (y/n) found humor in almost everything.

   “I will focus,” (y/n) said seriously. “Once I take a look at America’s ass.”

When the team laughed, she changed her target. What infuriated Steve more was the fact that this attention she gave to him wasn’t restricted only to him. Steve would often watch with burning jealousy how (y/n) would tease Bucky and Sam along with the others in the team; she’d make fun of anyone given the chance. It bothered him that it wasn’t restricted to just him.

What Steve didn’t notice while all his attention was on (y/n), was that Sam also watched her with watchful eyes and silent adoration. Unlike Steve, he had no intention to keep his crush a secret, and whenever she tried to tease Sam, it turned out to be a two-way thing, with a hint of flirting.

   “Oh, so you finally got the joke, eh Buck?” (y/n) teased Bucky this time.

Bucky rolled his eyes before telling her to shut up, “What? Couldn’t hear that? Did you say something, honey?”

Steve turned away frowning, ignoring the apologetic look his best friend shot at him. Steve regretted letting Bucky know he had a ‘soft spot’ for the mercenary. Sam, on the other hand, placed a hand on (y/n)’s shoulder and grinned. Steve glared at his friend, but dared not say a word.

   “You might wanna keep your spirit in tact,” Sam said, “This is after all your first mission, rookie.”

   “Oh, sure, sure. I’m so glad I don’t have wings. Remember the last time you got a bee stuck in your wing, Wilson?”

Sam chuckled, “I still got out good.”

   “I saved your dorky ass!” (y/n) rolled her eyes and Sam laughed, staring at her. He gave Steve a look before turning away, Steve feeling the anger in him bubble slowly.

Bucky tried to keep to himself, the whole time.

During the mission, Steve was partnered with Sam, and (y/n) was partnered with Bucky to head inside and take out the person responsible for the kidnapping chain. Rushing inside on her own, Steve almost cussed before chasing after her.

   “(y/n)!”

The mercenary didn’t look back. She wasn’t going to listen to the Avengers; she didn’t have to. She was given insight of what needed to be done, and she was going to do it her own way. Cussing to herself, she kicked down the only door that needed to be opened, to be shot at straight away at the side of her hand.

   “Shit—”

A force pushed her aside after that, and all she could see was a flash of red and blue. She knew it was Steve, especially when he came charging at the man who shot her—the leader of the ring, she believed, and turned to her with a furious expression. She gulped before trying to get up, but fell back; she had lost a bit of blood.

   “Are you out of your mind?” Steve yelled at her, which he normally never did.

She watched him with a serious expression, hazy eyes and a faint look in her face, their lines connected to everyone else’s communicator. Steve could feel her breath on him, and he could feel how shaky her breath was.

   “Steve, what’s happened?” Nat’s voice alerted him, and Steve felt his heart drop.

He was terrified; he didn’t want to lose her.

   “Steve?”

   “(y/n)’s been shot. We need backup—”

   “Steve,” (y/n) said, her voice raspy. “I… I don’t…”

Steve leaned forward and held her closer to him, wanting to hear what she was trying to say. Placing his ear next to her lips for better access, he waited.

   “All I want…”

   “Tell me, (y/n). Anything.”

   “Is…”

Her grip on Steve’s hand tightened, and Steve could feel his heart at his mouth.

   “For you to show me America’s ass!”

There was laughter from every single person he was connected to in the communicator. Steve felt fury fill his veins, but at the same time, a dark smirk sat on his lips, which surprised her. Her eyes widened when Steve turned off both their communicators.

   “Come on then,” (y/n) gulped. She suddenly was feeling very hot. His breath fanned her face. “I’ll show you.”

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