#SW thoughts with Nat

[bedlamsbard]

if Marvel weren’t cowards they’d give Alexei comics!Natasha’s backstory with Bucky

[coruscantguard]

guys why are all my headcanons sad as fuck ive been trying to think of a happy one for literally a week now and failing miserably

[natashaslittlegirl]

Power play - SW

DO NOT COPY ANY OF MY WORKS MINORS DNI +18 ONLY.

Summary: Being the girlfriend of the Scarlet Witch has its advantages, sometimes.

Dark!Wanda Maximoff!Scarlet Witch x Reader

Smut, jealousy, dirty talk, masturbation (mention), dub-con(kinda?), praise and degrading kink, mommy kink, choking (w to r), sexual tension, restrains used(magic), magic used, scissoring, vaginal fingering (r receiving), spanking (r receiving), pain kink, finger sucking, slut shaming.

Words count: 2100+

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As I said, being the girlfriend of the Scarlet Witch has its adventages, but be careful when she gets mad.

Now you were with your hands tied up with red strings to the headboard of the bed, legs wide open and your core dripping onto the sheets, while Wanda was walking in circles around the bed, using her magic on you.

But let's rewind how did you ended up in this position.

You were trying to get Wanda's attention all week, but she was so focused on learn about the darkhold that she was so immersed on the book. You tried almost everything, showering with the door open, knowing that when you do that is for her to join, nothing. Walking in your tiniest clothes, nothing. Walking only in lingerie, nothing. Walking naked, nothing.

You even touched yourself because of how frustrated you were, but she just let it passed. And your thoughts were too loud for her to ignore them, but still did it. You went out with Natasha too, knowing she would get jealous and when you'll get home she would just fuck you rough, it didn't work either.

Wanda was to focused on that, that a fucking book made you jealous and that's the last thing you wanted it.

You missed her, her touch, her warm, even her sweet words. You missed your Wanda, you were so happy when she discovered that she was THE Scarlet Witch, that you helped through the whole process of acceptance of who she is.

Another day started, you woke up and saw her side of the bed empty, sighing in annoyance, you got up and went to the bathroom, washed your face to fully wake up and go straight to the kitchen, she wasn't there, you know that she would be in her little room. Warm coffee on hands and puffy blanket on your shoulders, you went out to sit on the porch, the cold air calming you and cleaning your mind.

Wanda wanted to live away from everyone and everything, buying a house for you two in the middle of the woods, you agreed in that time but now you just feel lonely. Once you finished your coffee, you went back inside, noticing Wanda in the kitchen, finally out of that fucking room, you hugged her from behind, but she just left out a sigh. No 'good morning, honey' or even a little kiss.

"Wanda, can we talk?" you said in a cold tone, noticing how her body tense.

"Later." she tried to scape but you grabbed her wrist.

"No, enough of that book, we talk now or I'm gonna go." she tilted her head, oh, first warning.

"y/n this is important." her voice sharp as a knife.

"I'm important too." you didn't left behind, your tone was angry, you crossed your arms and bite the inside of your cheek. Wanda just rolled her eyes back and walked to the table, sitting on her chair, you slowly followed her, sitting to her right side. "What happened to you?" you voice lowered a tone, asking softly, she knew she can talk to you about everything.

"I'm just discovering so much things about this, new me." she didn't look at you.

"Why were you avoiding me all week?"

"I wasn't" this time you rolled your eyes.

"Oh, you wasn't? mhm, Wanda I literally walked naked past you and you didn't even take a glance of me." She just remain silent, not knowing what to say. "Oh and I touched myself too," you knew she doesn't let you do that, not if she doesn't ask you to, you were okay with that because she always took care about your needs.

"You what." her jaw tightened.

"And I went out with Nat, oh you can even imagine all the things we did and she showed me." you tilted your head with a grin on your face, your teasing tone was driving her insane.

"When did you do that?" she was breathing loudly, getting jealous at each word that come out of your mouth.

"She took me to the cinema, to eat, and then she bought me lingerie." that was all it took to her eyes go red.

She grabbed you by your wrist, practically taking you by force to your bedroom, slamming the door shut with her powers and leaving you stood up to the side of the bed.

"Naked, now."  her authority made you tremble, her rough and raspy voice sending a wave of wetness to your core.

"What if I don't want to?" you crossed your arms with a cocky grin on your face.

Just a move with her fingers, little red sparks and you were fully naked in front of her, gasping at the cold air without your warm clothes.

"Bed, now." you shaked your head, Wanda felt you doubting, but she knew how much turned you one when she used her magic on you.

Again, just a move and a few red sparks and you were laying in bed with your hands tied up above your head, even if you tried to scape it was impossible.

"Spread your legs" you hesitated for a moment but when she magically put on her suit you opened them wide, "good girl."

You were worked up all week, seven days frustrated without getting not even a little touch had you insane. She knew that, she could feel your arousal from kilometers, but luckily she was just a few steps away from you.

"You were a very bad girl, such a little slut all week," Wanda began to walk slowly, rounding the bed, just the sight of her hands moving with the red strings had you wetting.

"You were the one that had me like that." you talked her back and suddenly your body was pressed flat to the mattress, your ass lifted up and your hands crossed because of being tied, "fuck" you gasped when your legs spread themselves.

"You really want to talk back to me, detka?" even she was walking in the room, her voice came like a whisper to your ears.

"Why you didn't touch me then?" goosebumps appeared on your skin as a spank resound on the room.

"It is rude to answer a question with another question." you couldn't see her from your currently position, but you knew she had a smirk on her face.

"We're not at school to grammar lessons." Wanda loved when you challenged her, for some reason it gave her more authority over you.

"No, we're not, but I'm gonna give you a lesson anyway." another spank hit you, making you squirm on the bed. "that's for touching yourself."

"I took care of something you didn't." now red sparks were on your neck, pressing your sides to cut your breathing.

"I don't care, you shouldn't."

"Then take care yourself." she groaned at your words, pressing harder your neck.

"Oh, I will." she let her grip go, your head falling to the pillows. Wanda spanked you with her hand now, leaving her print on your cheek, moaning at the hard slap. "Such a slut." another one, "That's for Nat's purchased." another, and another and another.

Tears of pleasure were rolling down your face, you loved when she was rough, for that bad it sounds you loved the pain. Wanda was behind you, looking directly at your center.

"So pathetic, already dripping because of the spanking, you liked this too much, don't you, detka." Her index finger run the length of your core, gathering your slit to take it to her mouth, humming at your taste. "You like the pain so much, huh?"

You clenched around nothing at the feeling of her touch, needing her.

"Oh, so needy for Mommy's touch, baby?" she teasingly say, knowing damn well you needed her.

"Please." you breath out, not feeling to fight back, just wanting her touch.

"What do you want?" she lean over you, purring her words on you ear.

"You, only you." you looked at her with pleading eyes, she proudly smirk while nodding.

She moved her fingers down your spine, her touching was burning you. She reached your core again, pushing one finger into you.

"Oh, fuck." you gasped but she quickly take it out, "Wan-" she cut you off by putting the soaked finger on your mouth.

"Suck." you did as she told, sucking her finger covered in your arousal, "such a good girl." Wanda took it out, moving her fingers to left you in the first position.

She kneeled next to you, her tight suit revealing her perfect body, toned thighs and biceps, she took off her gloves, caressing your body with her magic, not directly touching you yet. Your breath was hard and the sight of your girlfriend with her crown made you wetter.

"So perfect," she whispered as she reached your inner thighs, instinctively you move to closed them but red strings appeared on your ankles, leaving your legs open for her, "uh uh, you're not gonna close them."

Her finger traced invisibles forms on your thighs, goosebumps on your skin at each slightly touch, after a few minutes of teasing, hearing your whines and hums, she finally touched you when you needed her the most.

Running her fingers through your wet folds, making you shiver, ending up on your clit, rubbing it slowly.

"Please,"

"I'm teaching you a lesson, detka." she softly said making you rolled your eyes.

"What now!" you practically cried out.

"To be patient."

"Oh fuck that, Wanda, I've been patient all week!" you couldn't resist anymore, trying to move your hips but quickly putting you back in place with her magic.

"None of that," she smirked at your furrowed eyebrows "If you could wait an entire week you can wait a little more, don't be such a desperate slut."

Wanda took her hands off of you, but you could still feel her touch, seeing her fingers move in the air with the red sparks rounding them. Then she made the same movements as she was touching you, and thanks to her magic, you were feeling them inside you. Curling them in the air as you arched your back at the sensation.

"Fuck, Wanda." you moaned her name, the feeling of her touch was more intense now, growing the pressure in your abdomen, the knot on your stomach tingling at each curl of her fingers.

"You like that, detka?" you nodded eagerly, "such a good little slut, letting me using my magic on you, mhm, you feel so so good," she closed her eyes, bitting her lips, she was feeling you too.

The movements stopped for a second, just to Wanda clip her fingers, leaving her naked, just the crown on her head.

"You're so beautiful, baby," you whispered to her as she moved to sit in front of you, one leg crossing up your thigh, lifting the other one to line her center to yours.

"You are too, detka, my beautiful sweet girl." she pressed her cunt, slowly began to rock her hips to yours.

Your head fell back at the feeling of her wetness mixing yours, moving your hips back to her.

"This feels so good, god." you lift your head, meeting her lust-filled dark eyes, smirk on her lips, looking at you.

"Sorry for making you wait, darling." sultry voice, as she was grinding harder on you. The knot on your stomach began to become unbearable, the sound of your wetness crashing at each thrust of her hips.

"I'm so close, Mommy." Wanda groaned at the name.

"Fuck, detka, hold it," she moved her fingers again, a vibration appeared between both of your cunts.

"Oh my god." you cried out.

"That's it baby, cum with, Mommy."

Wanda and you exploded in a shared orgasm, making a mess onto the sheets, moaning each other's names. Panting for air, she moved her fingers to release your wrists, finally sitting on the bed to instantly grab her by the back of her neck to kiss her.

"I love you so much, Wanda."

"I love you too, detka," she smiled at you warmly, pulling you closer to her "no more wait for you."

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

Wanda: Where is she?!

SW: How should I know?! But we need to find her!

Nat: You guys okay?

Wanda: Y/n disappeared!

The door opening to you wet and covered in blood: I.hate.October!

Wanda: Where the hell have you been?!

Y/n trying to walk past them but Wanda stops you

Wanda: Answer my question

Demon!Y/n: It’s that stupid Halloween month and people are summoning demons and satan and I keep being summoned to peoples houses

SW: That doesn’t explain the blood though?

Demon!Y/n: Well I’m summoned then they decide to try and kill me! It’s only right to kill them first

Wanda: I thought we said no more killing

Demon!Y/n: You said no more killing, I didn’t agree to do shit, anyway this bloods getting sticky so I’m going to shower

SW: Can I join you?

Demon!Y/n: You probably get covered in blood princess

SW: And?

Demon!Y/n: You’re such a freak sometimes. I love it

Wanda: Just please don’t stain the wall tiles please *walks off*

Nat: I need to stop talking to these 3 at night

[wandasaura]

Deep in my wanda nat thoughts rn and the way Civil War Wanda and M. o. M. Wanda chemically altered my brain function in the way that Blackwidow movie Nat and Captain america winter soldier nat did… i shall never recover.

Regardless of the stage in the mcu i shall love and be head over heals for them ofc bur something about BW movie nat and “villian” SW/Wanda just has me deep in a chokehold like on my knees for these women 🤭

- 🦈 Sharky

bruce, i think we’re the same person… civil war/mom wanda and black widow/winder solider nat also altered my brain chemistry and i have yet to recover, though i have a persistent grudge against wandas arc in mom that will not be discussed.

black widow nat is the nat representation that we needed after iron man two. she’s just a soft little babie who slouches at the dinner table and spends way too long in front of a vanity making little braids in her hair!

[wandasobsession]

It ends with me

summary: 838 wanda but make it apocalyptic.

pairings: 838!(SW)!wanda x reader

Natasha x reader (platonic)

warnings: 18+ minors DNI angst, gore, very descriptive violence, a lottttt of angst.

{not my gif}

side note this is my very first fic im posting on here, i hope you enjoy and would love some feedback

happy reading!

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“hey what’d you find?” I asked Kate as she walked through the gates of our camp.

she gave me a sideways smirk and dropped her bag on the ground and pulled out a hefty looking box.

“take a look for yourself sling shot,” I scowled at the nickname but grabbed the opened box to look at the contents inside.

I gasped at her findings from the short run she went on, i really didn’t think she had it in her. Somehow in the midst of an apocalyptic world she was able to find gun powder, bullet shavings, a book, a snickers bar, and the prized possession i thought she’d never find an unused sketch book with a pencil and a blue ball point pen.

“holy shit,” i looked up at Kate in disbelief, “you actually did it,” I took the sketchbook and the snickers bar to myself before handing back the box.

“i guess this means i owe you now huh?”

Kate gave me a superstitious grin and i knew that i was screwed.

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“You’re joking right?” I asked in disbelief, no way she was making me do this.

“Nope, a bet is a bet sling shot.” Gosh she really does know how to get under my skin. I hate it.

“Dude seriously, please retire that nickname.” I grumbled as I watched Wanda pack up for a supply run. She makes everything look so good.

“Well y/n, you know what you gotta do,” Kate looked so smug as she said that, we both took a moment and focused on Wanda as she kept going back and forth from inside her tent. Kate saw my hesitation and placed an awkward hand on my shoulder,

“Think of it like a favor,” she started, “me, your awesome and only best friend emphasis on the only; helping you a hopeless romantic get close to the love of your life,” she sighed dramatically, as if we were in some fairytale.

I shrugged off her hand in distaste as my eyes landed back on Wanda’s oh-so-perfect form.

“Yes, maybe like a conversation or something… not steal something from her back pocket!” I looked back at Kate in despair, “that’s like groping her ass!”

Kate only laughed and pushed me forward, causing me to quite literally stumble on my ass. Fuck me.

I felt heat rise up to my cheeks as I stumbled up and dusted the dirt off my jeans. I nodded to myself and walked towards Wanda who had her back to me. I felt like a pervert staring at her ass but, she had what I needed there and I’m not just talking about the knife.

I slowly went to reach forward for the knife in the forbidden place, as I was getting closer and closer my hands started to itch uncomfortably and I know for a fact I had sweat stains, how embarrassing.

“I wouldn’t do that y/n.” Came her stern voice, i choked on my spit as she turned around and I quickly recoiled my hands to the inside of my pockets.

“I wasn’t doing anything?” I cursed at the nervousness in my voice, I cleared my throat and placed my hand on the back of my neck,“ I actually came here because I-I was wondering how you get your hair to look so soft?” I panicked okay, you would too if she was looking at you straight into your soul.

“Mhm,” Wanda gave me a weird look, shaking her head as she walked away. Great, my first interaction with her and it went so awkward. Curse you Kate.

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“Nat I’m pretty sure she hates me,” you protested as you followed Natasha around the camp, “Cant you just place me with Yelena or Peter… even Kate?”

“Absolutely not,” Natasha turned around and gave you a cold stare,“ especially after last time, you’re going with Wanda and that’s final.”

You went to fight her back on it but one eyebrow lift had you submitting under her gaze in no time. You sighed as you went back inside your tent and collecting your supply run bag. This supply run was routine by now, go out beyond the camp gates and find supplies. Right now, ammo was low on inventory so that would be your main priority as well as food.

“So how’d it go?” Yelena asked as she walked alongside you towards the gates.

“She said no,” you sighed,“ and then she mentioned something about last time?” you pursed your lips and looked at yelena.

“your sister is being a bit dramatic Belova,” Yelena only rolled her eyes and walked towards the other group of runners, their main task was to scope out gasoline and working cars for camp.

everyday more and more of the infected were waltzing into our camp, it’s been going on for more than a few months now and usually we wouldn’t mind, there’s always someone on watch who’s stealth with their weapon to get rid of them; it’s just the fact that the infected rolling in all had one thing in common, a signature of an “T” marked on their forehead. We don’t know what it means or who could be purposely guiding them to us, but we’re getting ready if anything does occur.

“Everyone know what they’re supposed to do,” Nat stated as she looked around the groups, something was off…she seemed more on edge than ever, what does she know that we don’t?

“48 hours, not an hour less or an hour more.” With a final nod nat grabbed her two hand guns and started the walk outside of the gates.

-

There was an awkward silence between you and Wanda, every time you tried to start a conversation with her she shut you down. It went on like that for the first two hours of the journey towards the city.

“Soo, what did you used to do before ya know,” you made a fake explosion with your hand gestures demonstrating the end of the world.

“I was an international business lawyer,” she stated, you had more questions, the silence was killing you but Wanda seemed disinterested in starting any sort of conversation with you. With a big sigh you walked behind her counting the cracks in the street.

This could’ve been much more entertaining if you’d gone with your usual crew, for some reason Nat assigned you to be with Wanda. You could tell that Wanda doesn’t really play well with others. She’s always so reserved and usually never talks unless she’s spoken to. Despite never having an established conversation with the older woman, something always drew you to her.

“Shit,” You heard, you weren’t paying attention to how close you were to Wanda so when she abruptly stopped in her tracks you smacked right onto her back, causing her to lose her balance and stumble a bit forward attracting the small herd of the infected. embarrassed you muttered a small apology and drew out your gun.

Wanda’s delicate hands pushed your hands down and shook her head,“that’ll only attract more,” she reached behind you causing your breath to hitch at the close proximity of her.

“Use this instead,” she continued and handed you the stick with a makeshift blade tied to the end of it.

You flinched as she drew the word behind you, at first you were confused but upon hearing the squelching sounds of brain matter coming into contact the sword and feeling the blood splatter over the right side of your body you understood, there was no time to react as another one of the infected tried to pounce on Wanda next. With all your might you drove the stick through it’s eye socket and pulling out bits of brain matter out with your stick.

You and Wanda managed to kill about 7 of the infected creatures giving you guys the advantage of escaping while another herd this time 10x bigger was making way across to you guys.

As you guys were running you didn’t see the empty can i’m the ground causing you to fall full force into the ground, smacking your face on the cement in the process. The adrenaline coursing through you didn’t allow you to process the extent of the injury and you kept pace with Wanda.

By the time you guys made it to another empty town it was getting to be night fall and the pain of your injury came back causing you to get dizzy and lose your balance a bit.

“You okay y/n?” You could hear the concern in Wanda’s voice, had it been any other situation you would’ve been touched, you were too blinded by the pain to notice how she looked at you.

“Y-Yeah, i’ll uh…” you trailed off as you sat on the ground with a huff, “Im fine, I just need to sleep it off for a bit,” your eyes were almost closing and you felt your body start to relax until a loud slap was heard in the empty building you were in.

You looked up at Wanda startled,“Cant have you falling asleep, you’re on first watch.” Despite her cold tone, you could tell she was concerned for you and didn’t want you to succumb to your injuries.

“Yeah sure.” you weakly stated.

You watched Wanda go and scope out the building to make sure you guys were in fact alone, this would be where you’d camp out for the night. With struggling hands you removed the bag off your shoulders and placed it in front of you. Rummaging through your bag you found a cloth and held it up to your nose to stop the bleeding.

Tilting your head back you felt light headed as all the blood rushed to the back to your brain.

“You okay over there y/n?” You sat up a little bit and looked towards Wanda,“ I think we may have found the jackpot for tonight”

“do you mind?” You couldn’t think, currently wanda positioned herself in between your legs, you were confused at first until you noticed she’d manage to find a first aid kit. You didn’t let the disappointment get to you and shook your head, with delicate cold hands Wanda began to patch up your wound.

“The good news is that your nose isn’t broken, good news you’re gonna have a sick scar once it fully heals up,” chuckled Wanda, that was the first time you’d seen her smile in the time that she’s joined your crew.

“You have a beautiful smile,” You didn’t realize what you had said until Wanda’s face changed back to the stoic look she carries all the time. You wondered what her story was, why was she the way that she was? And you really wanted to kiss her as she was still close to you; maybe closer than before she was patching up your wound. From the close proximity you could feel the heat radiating off her body, you were grateful because you were shivering. You swore you guys were inching closer to each other like a pair of magnets.

You felt the ghost of her lips, you were so close…

“How’s your head?” She asked, you blinked dumbly.. we’re you reading too much into things? Is it all in your head? You swore that..no you’re sure that you almost kissed.

“Yeah it’s fine,” You replied after a brief pause.

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You groaned as you felt someone shaking you awake,“….hurry…..y/n!…..wak—” you were hearing a distorted sound and your eyes were too heavy. A few long blinks later and you seen Wanda hold a panicked look in her face.

“W-What’s going on?” your voice was hoarse which confused you even more.

“We’re being ambushed,” Wanda stated and you watched as she quickly reloaded her shotgun,“how much ammo do you have?”

“What?” you dumbly stated, your head was pounding, you felt the pain as soon as you stood up.

“God damn it y/n!” she whispered in frustration,“how much ammo do you have?!”

You didn’t have time to answer her as someone rushed up behind Wanda and struck her on the back, you watched as she fell with a hard thud on the ground, you noticed the attacker was a scavenger. How had they found you guys?

You barley dodged the bullet as he began shooting rounds freely, he looked ridiculous in your eyes. In one swift moment Wanda swung the butcher knife into the chubby neck of the attacker. Blood splattered all over Wanda, drenching her in their enemies blood.

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You don’t remember where it all went wrong, you were side by side with Wanda fighting to defeat the enemies and the next you were on the ground gasping for air.

-

Wanda was on the other side of the building fighting off the remaining scavengers that kept coming in, you guys had decided that it’d be best to split up to cover more ground as you were surrounded around this abandoned warehouse. Wanda looked across the room to look out for you and was confused when she could no longer spot you.

The scavenger took advantage now that Wanda was distracted and got ready to try and take her down. I’m the last second Wands turned back around and stopped the strike mid air, she managed to fling the weapon away from the enemy and then proceeded to decapitate him; she watched in satisfaction as his head rolled to the side of a canister spurting blood as it went.

After Wanda finished off the remaining of the scavengers she decided to look out for you. She would never admit this out loud but she’s enjoyed her time with you, it has been a long time since anyone got her to smile.

Her heart started beating faster and faster as she neared the spot that she left you last, breath catching in her throat as the spot you once stood in left bloodied and abandoned. She drew that gun in front of her and looking on guard for you, surely you couldn’t have gone too far.

Wanda felt chills down her spine as she felt the tip of the cold gun in the nape of her neck.

“Put your gun down… slowly,” the rough voice stated, Wanda obliged and carefully placed the gun down, before she was even fully standing the guy pushed her forward forcing her to walk.

“Boss! I found the other one,” exclaimed the man roughly guiding Wanda outside the warehouse. Wanda’s breath hitched as she noticed you on your knees in front of the tall impious man.

“What do you want from us?” Asserted Wanda, she was in no mood for games.

“Wanda? Darling don’t you remember me?” At the menacing tone Wanda tilted her head in a glare.

“Ooo I’m so scared,” mocked the nefarious man,“ I told you I would be back, did I not?”

“I already gave you everything, we agreed to just leave one another alone.” stated wanda as she dryly swallowed,“ We owe nothing to each other,”

“While that may be true, someone has got to pay for what Pietro did,” exclaimed the mysterious man,“ and since Pietro is no where to be found, I had to come get the next Maximoff.”

While this whole exchange was occurring around you; you noticed two guards posted to the left of the “boss” and one hiding out at a convenience store with a sniper ready to go. You knew one of you wasn’t gonna get out of here alive, like hell were you gonna let Wanda die.

“I don’t speak for my brother anymore,” Muttered Wanda,“ He’s made his decision so I no longer speak for his actions, if you come here for revenge to what he did you’ve gotta strike harder than getting at me,”

You and Wanda made a brief eye contact and it was like you were both speaking the same language, while Wanda was going back and forth with the man you slowly rubbed your tied up hands together to loosen the rope around your wrists. Once you were able to successfully free your hands of the makeshift restraint you reached to the back of your pocket and pulled out a switch blade, here goes nothing.

You nodded towards Wanda and stealthily made your way towards one of the guards and attacked from behind, stabbing the switchblade into his jugular and watching as blood immediately started to splurge out, the guard made ugly noises as he hit the ground. Everything around you erupted into chaos, you were running to make you way next to Wanda but you felt a force pushing you back causing you to crash hard against a vehicle. Immediately all the wind was knocked out of your lungs and you were making raspy inhaling noises trying to get more oxygen into your lungs. With shaky hands you raised them up to your eye sight and noticed thick red blood round your thumb and pointer finger.

Once all the enemies were no longer a problem Wanda ran towards you, her heart shattered at what she saw…

There you were leaning against a car in a pool of your own blood and your body barley showing any sign of life.

You felt warm hands caress your cheeks causing you to look up with hooded eyes coming into contact with the prettiest color of green you’ve ever seen.

“I-I tried wanda..” you weakly muttered,“I’m sorry, I was going to help you and now you’re hurt because of me.” Gulf washed over you as you took in all of wanda’s open wounds.

“Shh don’t worry about me okay?” Wanda sat down and pulled you closer to her, you were grateful for the close prospect because you began to shiver,“We’re gonna get you out here okay? I just need you to stay awake for me.”

You knew you didn’t have much time left, you could no longer hear Wanda ramble for you to be okay, you only focused on her beauty and smiled. If it was your time to go, you were glad you were spending your last moments with the woman that you love, even if it may not be reciprocated. Just being with her was enough for you.

With your last breath left you gave her a request. Your last dying wish.

“Kiss me,”

[eyctehoe]

i should probably introduce myself if i wanna make friends here lmao

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about me!

my name is nat, im 18 years old. i love spending time with my cats and bird, and listening to arctic monkeys and lana del rey. i used to be super skinny growing up, like my dad used to refer to me as a twig. when i was in year 4 (about 10 years old) i was put on a medication for adhd that made me balloon up. i never realised it was a problem until i got to high school, but by then i thought it was too late and there was nothing that could be done. when i was in year 8 i saw my sister meet ana and get really thin, and i thought that might help me too. i tried and tried but i just loved food too much. in year 10, i made an attempt to do it healthily, but because my dad is big too and doesn't really have a problem with it, he kept on buying fast food. i started purging lots, but i didn't lose a single kilo. i ended up feeling really guilty for some reason and agreed to go to therapy. now, i SHOULD be in year 12 but i dropped out because of bullying about my weight. it's been over a year since i left and for the past few months ive decided to give ana another shot. she was so kind to my sister, maybe she'll be kind to me? i think im doing pretty good. ive already lost 6kg, which is so amazing and im currently on my longest fast ever, too, ive just passed 40 hours!

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my stats!

i never thought i would feel comfortable sharing this online but you are all so kind

height: 160cm (5'3)

sw: 135kg (295lbs)

cw: 126.4kg (279lbs)

gw 1: 100kg (220lbs)

gw2: 80kg (176lbs)

gw3: 60kg (132lbs)

ugw: 45kg (99lbs)

[nat-cat31]

The idea that Vader needs to reassure Obi-Wan that no, HE didn’t kill Anakin, is so interesting.

The death of Anakin was by his own hand. He saw the light and the teachings that “held him back” and decided to kill it to achieve a higher power, a larger purpose, and with it he killed his morals, his values, and his relationships. He killed everything in his path, but first and foremost, he had to kill himself.

And Obi was so devastated. Because, Anakin was his padawan, his very best friend, his love, his dyad, his very soul. To hear that from the man himself, that his Anakin was brutally killed to become a monster, is so chilling.

And Vader wants him to know, even through all the hunting and the burning and the hate, Obi-Wan didn’t kill him. Or was it a way to further pain him? Because Obi-Wan could place blame on himself, sure, but something worse is discovering he couldn’t have changed it. That Anakin would always die, because Anakin was the one pulling the trigger. It takes everything out of Obi-Wan’s control, leaves only their two broken hearts lying between them, still beating in time with the other,

You didn’t kill Anakin Skywalker

I did

I’m sorry, Anakin

[vdovaz]

🕸️

[fruitcoops]

hey could you write coops being all cute and coupley in front of the team and then all of them being like “yea yea we get it you’re in love” (but really keep doing it because we love that you’re both happy)? ❤️

The temperature is dropping fast here, so I figured it was time for a little holiday spirit. This was combined with asks for Cub lovin' from an outside perspective and the Lions teasing Coops like in this fic as well! SW credit goes to @lumosinlove <3

“C’mon, Pads, why don’t you shove your face a little further into his neck?” James teased, sinking into the armchair closest to the fire with a grin and a fresh cup of eggnog. “I’m sure there’s an inch or two you haven’t found yet.”

Sirius glared at him over the collar of Remus’ sweater, though the edges of his eyes crinkled as laughter washed over the room. “He’s just jealous,” Sirius said with a light kiss to the hinge of Remus’ jaw, earning himself an amused look. “Wishes it was him.”

“As if,” Lily snorted. She settled into James’ lap and slung her legs over the armrest, then gave one of his curls a tug that mirrored the skip of his heart at her familiar weight on his thighs. Her skin was warm from the fire when he slipped a hand under her thick sweater to rest at the small of her back; her red-painted lips curled into a smile. “You did good, Black, but I think we can agree Potter won the jackpot.”

Sirius raised his head to rest his chin on Remus’ shoulder, wrapping his arms around his waist. “Agree to disagree, Evans.”

“At least none of the rest of us have matching sweaters,” Kasey countered mildly with his head in Nat’s lap as she braided small strands on his hair. “You four are downright sickening sometimes.”

“Jealous,” Remus whispered, drawing a snicker from Sirius that was muffled by the thick knit.

Dumo had finally fixed his secondhand record player—a passion project, he had called it as long as James knew him—and light music floated throughout the house as the fire crackled merrily and cast the living room in a reddish glow. At least half the team was piled into the small space, but it was surprisingly quiet; they were all drowsy from the potluck dinner and the last practice before the holiday break.

James flexed his sore feet in his fuzzy socks and grimaced, then relaxed as Lily combed her fingers through his hair. She still smelled like butterscotch from the cookies they baked and brought as their contribution—he made a mental note to get the picture of her and Harry at the kitchen counter printed and framed as soon as possible.

Honestly, he thought as Sirius nudged Remus’ ear with his nose until he laughed under his breath and ducked his chin. It’s like you two are trying to live a Hallmark movie.

“Parents coming up this year, Loops?” Talker asked around a yawn.

Remus looked over in surprise, away from the light kisses his cheeseball of a husband was scattering over his cheek. “Hmm? Oh, yeah, they’ll be up ‘til New Years.”

“Jules?”

“Nah, they’re gonna pull a Home Alone and see how he does.”

Talker shrugged, unfazed by the sarcasm save for the half-smile pulling at his mouth. “I’d put my money on him. Tough kid, that one.”

“Yeah, real tough,” Remus snorted.

“Reg’s coming down, too?” James asked.

Sirius glanced up with a smile. “He’ll be here next Tuesday. His last exam is the 20th.”

“Poor kid,” Remus said as Talker made a noise of sympathy.

James craned his neck back toward the kitchen, never loosening his hold around Lily. “Hey, Knutty, your partner in crime is coming home to help you torture us for the holidays!”

There was no response. Olli sat up from his place splayed out in front of the fire with a groan and squinted into the kitchen, then rolled his eyes with a fond shake of his head before flopping back down. “Harzy’s tormenting him with a cookie cutter, and Tremz is eating the dough. How did a nice boy like him get tangled up with those two, again?”

“Someone should probably save him,” Lily remarked without making even a twitch to get up. James kissed the sliver of bare skin between her sleeve and shoulder and she winked, dropping one on his cheekbone in return. Even after nine years, the brush of her lips still made his stomach flip-flop.

“And you have the nerve to call us embarrassing,” Sirius said drily. James stuck his tongue out and Sirius pulled a face right back at him.

“You two cannot be in the same room together,” Lily half-laughed. “Re, I think we married five-year-olds on accident.”

Remus scrunched his nose up. “D’you think it’s too late to return them?”

“Yes,” James and Sirius chorused, causing a fresh wave of laughter to ripple through their friends.

“Tremzy, leave baby goalie alone,” Kuny said sleepily as he leaned back against Nado’s legs from his spot on the floor. “Want snowman cookies before nap.”

“He loves me!” Logan’s disembodied voice called back.

“No, I don’t!” Leo laughed. “Now stop eating everything, you’ll make yourself sick!”

“But it’s good!” Logan protested.

There was a light snap of a towel and James buried his laughter in Lily’s upper arm. “Out of my kitchen, all of y’all.”

Y’all, James mouthed to Talker, who hid his smile in his hand as his shoulders shook. Finn and Logan trooped out a moment later, looking thoroughly admonished—they snuggled up on the smaller couch, though James noticed the gap left between Logan’s feet and the arm rest. He wondered if they were doing it on purpose, or if it had simply become a habit over the past two years. The thought warmed him to his bones.

They sat in relative silence, enjoying the fire and each other’s company as snow fell heavy outside and quiet murmurs buzzed through the house. A storm had been brewing all day; he hoped the flurry wouldn’t get too bad before it was time to head back. Harry was out cold in Katie’s old nursery, but he never liked being away from home for too long. Then again, James didn’t think any of them would mind a few days to spend together. Dumo and Celeste always invited people to stay over after parties.

Leo padded out of the kitchen a moment later, wiping his floury hands on his thighs before sliding right into the free space and folding himself against Logan with a hum. “They’re so cute,” Lily said, barely above a whisper. He nodded, resting his head on her collarbone; her hand settled back into his hair a moment later and he ran his thumb in small circles over her hip. “I’m glad they found each other.”

“Ditto,” he mumbled.

The conversations lulled after that; the earlier drowsy haze slid fully into naptime territory and James felt the shift in the warm air. Dumo and Celeste were still putting the kids to bed, but it seemed the day had finally caught up to them all. Kuny’s light snoring picked up within five minutes, and Finn began to blink slower and slower until he nodded off with Logan curled up under his arm—Sirius yawned and tucked his face in the crook of Remus’ neck once more.

In the time it took for James to cast a cursory look around the room, Talker fell asleep as well. Kasey and Nat traded three kisses before he shifted onto his side and closed his eyes. A heavy, comfortable feeling blanketed James’ brain and he leaned his head into the bend of the armchair, close enough to nuzzle his cheek against Lily’s shoulder, but far enough that she could easily snuggle into him.

Families would start arriving soon, holiday chaos would reign until James wondered if this was the year he finally said Christmas was a scam and meant it, and practices would be back before they knew it. But there would be days of snowball fights and big family dinners and gathering everyone for pickup games, of gifts and troublemaking and a million mistletoe kisses from the most beautiful woman in the world.

He would watch the Cubs wend and weave in their own special way; he would see his best friend spend his very first holiday season as the second-happiest married man in the world. He would certainly get to snap a photo of Talker’s face when Noelle showed up three days early to surprise him, and drive Kasey and Nat to the airport to pick up Alex as they nearly vibrated out of his car in excitement.

But for the time being, James could close his eyes and let the snow fall outside. The future would have its own surprises. In the present, he would fall asleep surrounded by the best family he could ask for.

[quartzwriting]

The Sorcerer and The Agent

Pairing: Doctor Strange X Avenger!Reader

Description: After a training session, you stumble into a meeting where an unexpected visitor makes you, a former SHIELD Agent, shy. 

Warnings: Non

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: Originally posted on Quotev / This story is divided into two parts, one through the readers point of view and one where it is retold in Stephen’s perspective.

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PART ONE: The Agent

This morning's training was brutal. Natasha usually pushed you hard, but something today told her to push your limits. Some force in the universe told her to make you suffer today. And you did. By the end you were drenched in sweat, gasping for a proper breath of air, and in desperate need of a hot shower. You knew your muscles would be screaming at you tomorrow morning.

After you had taken a break, one that consisted of you lying on the training room floor for a while, Nat asked you to go tell Tony that the hologram training simulator was having some problems. He had been working on the thing for a while and there were still a few glitches that you had discovered today. Forcing your legs to get up and move, you made your way to the elevator to head a few floors up, regardless how wobbly they were feeling. They were literally jelly and it took you a little to get coordination back.

A post-workout towel was swung around your neck and you were still wearing your gear. Workout leggings, sports bra and top, the gloves you always wore on the field. Nat did not give you anytime to change before she sent you on your way to Tony. You were a hot mess and very tired, so you were ready to get it done and over with so you could shower and take a nap. FRIDAY told you that Stark was in the upstairs lounge.

Dabbing off the last bit of sweat from your forehead, you yawned from how tired you were as the elevator opened and you stepped into hallway that lead to the lounge. As you walked in you spoke, "Stark, your hologram training simulator is having some problems. It looks like there's something wrong with-"

You stopped dead.

Along with Tony, who was resting on a chair that was pulled backwards, there were two more people gathered around a table where small meetings were often held. One of them was Steve, who had some paperwork out in front of him. The other was Stephen Strange. You had not expected him to be there. He looked bored, listening to Tony talking probably. But his expression changed a little when the three of them heard you walk in.

Sure, you did not want to admit it but you found the man very attractive. Whenever he came to the compound you always tried to sneak an extra glance at him when he was not looking. And when you were not doing that you were trying not to look at him cause he might see the blush on your face. But when you did have to look at him, whether it be at a meeting or at a gathering or just across the room to say hi, you lost your ability to focus. Something about him made you forget everything else. His sarcasm and quick wit that rivaled Tony's. Perfectly styled hair with swoops of grey that were surprisingly fitting to his style. Neatly kept facial hair that framed his cupid's bow-lips that you often wondered of their softness. Beautiful eyes of crystal ocean blue that are always so bright, even when giving a cold stare. And that voice, Goddamn that smooth, low voice.

And there you were, looking like a total mess in front of him.

You wish you had not listened to Nat, that you instead went to your room and took a nap right away. You wished you were not looking like you just walked out of a workout session while your skin glistened with the remains of sweat and your hair messy. And you wish you could go hide of embarrassment.

You snapped out of your little trance of shock and tired to pick back up what you were saying, "w-with the projectors."

Tony visibly scrunched up his face, "That's weird. It was working when I tested it yesterday."

You struggled to speak when you were this distracted and surprised, "Nat and I were training. The thing is busted."

You could feel his eyes on you. I regret this, you mentally whined to yourself.

"I'll have a look at it later."

You would have turned around and walked out, make it look like you had some work to do. But instead Steve had to open his mouth. "Training go well today, (Y/N)?"

You wanted to die.

"Sure." You shrugged, trying to keep cool. "Nat pushed me hard."

"Looks like it." Steve laughed. You wanted to punch him.

You chuckled nervously and cleared your throat, "Well um I'm gonna go upstairs and shower. I have more work to do after."

As you said this, your eyes met with Stephen's. Direct eye contact with those blue eye, those beautiful blue eyes. You risked a little smile at him. You probably looked dumb in the state you were in so you sort of regretted it. But the smile you got back made you not regret it at all.

You turned on your heel and walked as fast as you could without looking suspicious.

"Oh! You need to refile that mission report from yesterday, (Y/N). FRIDAY processed your bodycam footage and you need to make a new timeline."

"I'm aware, Stark!" You did not look back as you snapped at him. Just another task on your ever growing list of things to do.

Upon exiting, you missed the door. You ran into the door frame with a bang. You tried to brush it off like everything was fine. You felt everyone's eyes turn back to you, digging into you like the weight of the embarrassment itself. And you swore you heard someone chuckling as you quickly left the room.

Now you were desperate to go hide in your room and never show your face again.

PART TWO: The Sorcerer

Listening to Tony babble was always brutal. Every single time Stephen came to the Avengers compound for a meeting the man of iron would always end up talking too much. The look on Steve's face said that even he was tired of listening to Tony talk about this new technology he has been working on. Stephen could not even remember what it was in the first place, something about holograms maybe. His fingers tapped on the table, the metal of his slingring making an impatient  noise as it hit the wood.

Both him and Captain Rogers exchanged a look. They wanted this meeting to keep going but Stark would not shut up. This happened often. A little too often. His mind started to wander, draining out Tony's voice and being replaced with his long to do list for today.

Suddenly the door to the lounge opened and someone walked into the room, soft footsteps hitting the floor as they came closer.

"Stark, your hologram training simulator is having some problems. It looks like there's something wrong with-"

Stephen perked up at the familiar voice. He quickly connected it to the owner. It was (Y/N) (L/N)'s voice. And there she was when he looked up.

He was not expecting to see her in the state she was currently in.

She was wearing workout clothes like she had just come from training, looking a little out of breath and energy. Traces of sweat covered her forehead and shoulder, and her cheeks were flushed a soft pink. Her skin glowed a little. He made note of what exactly she was wearing, a tank top with a sports bra peaking out from underneath. A pair of gloves that he had seen her wear before. And leggings. Very form fitting ones. He clenched his jaw and swallowed.

Whenever he needed to come to the Avengers compound for some business, he kind of hoped to catch a glance of her. Something about her always grabbed his attention. She was attractive, but also very kind and sweet. He would see you laughing with your coworkers and the image would stick in his head for a while. He would remember a snarky comment you made at a meeting that made him chuckle a little too hard. He would wonder what you looked like on a field mission, all serious or with a sprinkle of cockiness between a determined look. You were very interesting to him, in a good way.

"w-with the projectors." She finished. He was so lost in his own thoughts that he forgot she was talking for a second.

Then the thought of her working out in that outfit came to mind... but he quickly shut that out because he knew where that would go. But it trickled in the corners of his mind, and the wonder poked at him about another situation where she would be blushing and covered in sw-

He stopped himself as Tony's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "That's weird. It was working when I tested it yesterday."

"Nat and I were training. The thing is busted." Her voice cracked.

He risked another glance at you, and he did not regret it.

"I'll have a look at it later." Tony groaned.

"Training go well today, (Y/N)?" Rogers asked her.

The woman shrugged, "Sure. Nat pushed me hard."

The captain laughed, "Looks like it."

At that moment Stephen realized that she looked a little embarrassed. He was not sure why. But he swear he saw the already present blush on her cheeks deepen. She chuckled a little, he sensed a trace of nervousness in it. Yes she was embarrassed. He had to admit, it was kind of cute.

(Y/N) cleared her throat, "Well um I'm gonna go upstairs and shower. I have more work to do after."

He made eye contact with her. She smiled at him, and he melted a little. It was a very pretty smile. He gave her one right back, a genuine one that reflected her own.

Her previous words echoed in his mind. Shower. Stephen, stop!

The woman turned to leave and the others turned back to the table and paperwork they were going through. Stephen let out a breath as he turned his attention back to the material of the meeting.

"Oh! You need to refile that mission report from yesterday, (Y/N). FRIDAY processed your bodycam footage and you need to make a new timeline."

"I'm aware, Stark!"

The corner of his lips tugged up.

There was a bang and (Y/N) had run into the door frame, causing the three men to look up. She quickly left the room, it was now obvious that she was embarrassed. He did not blame her since she just pulled a maneuver like that. A SHIELD agent and master of stealth, from what he was told, just dumbly ran into a wall.

He could not help it. He started chuckling.

She's adorable, he thought to himself.

"What's gotten into her?" Steve asked, leaning back in his chair. "Maybe Nat overworked her."

Tony laughed, "Nah. Probably because there's a strange man in the room."

Stephen grinned, but then ran that statement through his head again. He could not think of anything. That woman was a mystery, that's for sure.

[hope-you-brought-kneepads-bitch]

Wanda: Where have you been?!

Y/n: At the movies with Nat? Don't be so grumpy babe

Wanda: Well no one told me!

Y/n: I told Scarlet

Wanda turning to Scarlet: Why didn't you tell me?!

SW: Why are you shouting?

Wanda: Because I thought the only thing that matters to me more than life itself was dead!

SW: Wow I'm stood right here

Wanda hugging you so tight it hurts: I would've burnt this world to the ground for you if you wanted

Y/n: I just went to see a movie

Wanda: Well please tell me when you do things like that again

Nat: Bit protective Wands?

Wanda walking away with you tight in hand: Let's get you into a bath and make you all nice and cozy

SW: I never get that kind of attention

Nat: You want to be mollycoddled by Wanda?

SW: Yes! We may argue but she's cuddly and gives great head...kisses, great head kisses thats what I meant to say

Nat: Sure I believe you ;)

[kashimos-hajime]

Hehehehe this is exciting ✨ #5 of SW dialogue with Hoe Dameron- I’m sorry I meant Poe Dameron

ahh thank you nat!! and it is :^) @pumpkin-goob who requested the same one!

5. “How very romantic of you” “I try my best, sweetheart”

To say you love your job would be an understatement.

Your job re-establishing the Grand New Republic, liaising between Corellia and the beginnings of the new Senate, it’s your dream. You love meeting new people, you love having a hand in helping guide the galaxy back to peace.

You just love having General Poe Dameron of the GNR Navy on speed holo-call and you love it when he calls you good morning.

“Morning, sweetheart.” His image pops up and you can see he’s sitting at his desk, working on the abundance of paperwork that’s unfortunately necessary. His hair’s toussled and he looks remarkably chipper for how early it is in the cycle. He must’ve gotten up to fly before meetings as he does to work off the energy.

“Hey, Poe.” You yourself have just gotten to the office, rushing to grab the crap you need for the meeting on the Hosnian Prime flotilla where they’re temporarily housing Senate meetings for the recovering galaxy. Most are holo-calling in but when your boyfriend happens to be a leading General…

You get an express flight, wherever you go. Strings pulled, and such.

“Chewie should be there in a second,” Poe says. “I just knew you weren’t prepared so I sent him to your office.”

“I am prepared, thank you very much.” You’re sure he can see you duck underneath your desk to grab your travel bag before shooting his image a look. “I just… happen to procrastinate.”

“That’s not being ready.”

“At least I know what to say in front of the whole galaxy. Dank farrik, where are my extra socks?” You rummage through your bag, bypassing the numerous clothes you have for the days of negotiations you’ll be stuck on the ship breathing in recycled air. Scowling, you glare at Poe again. “Did I leave them at your place?” He shrugs and you mutter something about oxymoron of putting ‘useful’ and ‘men’ together in the same sentence before closing the bag up. Wherever it is, you’ll have to live without them.

And maybe it is your frazzled state that is behind Poe, out of the blue, commenting: “You know, we need a vacation.”

“You’ve just decided that now?” In a flurry? While you’re darting everywhere around your office trying to find your documents so you can get on the ship? Maker, you’re a mess it’s a wonder you get everything done. Poe keeps talking as you try to get the last pieces together and you have that remarkable talent of paying attention to him while you do so. It’s easy, you think, when you just love hearing him talk.

“I was thinking of Naboo. A few days, just us, the sunset—a waterfall, even. Lots of greenery and we could have a picnic.”

“How very romantic of you.”

He smirks. “I try my best, sweetheart.”

“That’s Senator, to you,” you snap back playfully and he laughs. His face softens and you catch him staring as you gather the final scraps of paperwork. Your own tender smile crosses your face and you stop to regard him. “Am I guessing you’re gonna sneak some X-Wings out, too?” You can’t help the hopeful tinge in your tone. 

A solemn expression crosses his face as he nods seriously. “100%. We need to fly.” Your grin grows so fast it hurts your cheeks as you shake your head.

“I thought so.” The intercom beeps and your head snaps up. Your assistant comes through the door a moment later, smiling sheepishly while Chewie stands behind him.

“Sorry, Senator—“

“No, it’s fine. Hey, Chewie. I’ll be just a second.” You hoist the bag onto your shoulders, glancing around your office and running a checklist in your head. When all the boxes are ticked, you look at the holo image of Poe and smile in apology. “Sorry, I have to cut the call short. I’ll see you later, though.”

“I’ll see you in a minute,” he agrees. “Fly safe. I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

With that, you reach over, jab the button to end the call, and take a bracing breath. You have days of meetings and then finally, days off with you boyfriend. 

Maker, it can’t come soon enough.

join my 4k celebration!

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(Fulfilled asks and ao3 published fics are linked!)

DMBJ:

A Ning & Jiang Zisuan & Liu Sang fam

ChuChu kicks Heihua in the ASS (GET IT BOYS!)

Guardian Crossover

HaoHua are Soft Idiots

Hei Xiazi/Chuchu/Xiao Hua/Xiu Xiu

High Jr dmbj rewrite

iron THREESOME adopt Li Cu

iron threesome pt.2 Li Cu the Cockblocker

iron threesome pt.3 Li Cu makes a FRIEND (aka SUPERPOWERED BABY)

iron triangle transmigrators

Jia Kezi & Li Cu

Jia Kezi and Wu Xie

Jia Kezi amnesia Guardian crossover

Jia Kezi timeloop

Jiang Zisuan SNEAKY BB

Li Cu & Bai Haotian

Li Cu in reboot

Li Cu travels back - poly

Li Cu time travel series (Wu Xie is EMBARRASSING)

Liang Wan centric

Liang Wan is BROS with Xiao Ge

Liu Sang fam

Liu Sang IRON PYRAMID 

Liu Sang timeloop

Modern Princess Mute

Pan Zi loves his son Wu Xie

star wars crossover

Wu Xie adopts Xiao Bai and Li Cu

Wu Xie Poly fic

Wu Xie takes Xiao Ge’s place :(

WU XIE timetravels!! to Mystic Nine!

MDZS:

guardian crossover.2 reborn in mdzs

guardian crossover

jiang cheng finds baoshan sanren

jin ling reborn

Jingyao

Lan Jingyi reborn

Lan Yuan reborn

Lotus Pier training

Meng Yao and Mo Xuanyu

meng yao hanahaki

Mo Xuanyu bookstore au

modern!huaisang

Nie Huaisang death death death

Nie Huaisang hanahaki

ouyang zizhen reborn

rogue cultivator jiang cheng raises jin ling

SW Crossover

Yanli timetravels

GUARDIAN:

and i’d die for you (again and again and again)

Feral!Shen Wei & Zhao Yunlan’s ass Suffers

Mama Zhao is brought back to life!!!

Shen Wei has friends

that one Sakura fic

the ABO fic

The one where Da Qing and Zhao Yunlan are married

the possessive panties one

unconventional timeloop

utter filth

Ye Zun has amnesia take TWO

Ye Zun has amnesia!

Yunlan is a selkie

Zhao Yunlan Amnesia fic!

Zhao Yunlan makes a deal with the hallows (chronic pain TIMETRAVEL)

STAR WARS: 

(broken into folders haha)

A Brief Snapshot:

Oldman Bruck

Ahsoka:

Twin Blades

All Our Yesterdays series

All Our Yesterdays (hurt more than i can say)

Blind!Xanatos:

Part.One

Part.Two

Feral Lives AU:

these ruined hands of mine (they seek out you, always you)

Jedha:

Chirrut Revisited

Chirrut

Jedi and Their Clones:

Bant’s Battalion

Hurricane Company

Feemor’s Fleet

Garen

Qui-Gon

Xanatos

King Maul:

Part.1

Oneshots:

Agricorps Obi + Clones

Bodhi and Leia become Besties

Bruck survives and gets sent to Clone Wars

DinLukeEzra!Au

Five People Shmi Skywalker Helped and One Person Who Helped Her

Gernal Shmi ver.2

General Shmi

Hairmaster Obi-Wan Kenobi

Hanahaki

Jedi as slaves

Kilindi Matako Lives

Little Gods

Manakin

Maul the Hot Single Dad

Maul&Ahsoka&Rex BROT3

my jedi (he did it to himself)

Never Goes the Way You Planned

O’ Death

Obligatory ABO Fic

Old Loves Not Forgotten

Poebi

rey is shmi

Sense8 au

Temple Guard

The First Apprentice

The Hunt

Unexpected Affection

why am i doing this

Xanatos becomes Obi-Wan’s Master

XanObi

Zuko fucks shits up

S Fics:

Lukin

Obisoka timetravel

sand and stardust:

Part Two.hurricane on the edge of oblivion (with nowhere to go)

Shmi the Marvel Mom:

Ironwalker

Spidey’s a Nerd:

Star Wars is for Nerds (and Luckily Spidey is one of the nerdiest of them all)

Star Trek Crossovers:

Bones

ExplorCorps

Una as a Jedi

Suns’ Worth:

Kaf and Quiet Nights Pt.2

Scarred Lekku Pt.3

Twin Suns:

One of Many

STAR TREK:

Mirror!verse

5 Times Leonard McCoy Allowed Himself to be a Father Despite the Empire (and the one time it made him too damn vulnerable)

How each of the bridge crew found out McCoy was a father 

No Matter How Sweet the Salt:

Beg.

Tony Stark doesn’t know what to do with himself

At least he’s got JARVIS

MARVEL:

Trans!Thor:

Part 2.Tony

Part 3.Stormbreaker

Oneshots:

Agent Winter

Clint

God!Tony

Gwen and Harry come back

Immortal!Tony

immortals!miles

Marvel crossover- Billy lives

Miles gets stuck in the MCU

Nat gets a family

Peter and the bois

Sarah Rogers time travels

that place you were dreaming of

The First Spider-Man

The Fives Moments it Took for Tony and Scott to Admit They Were Best Friends (and the first time they ever did)

The Split

Tony and the Humvee

What if...Aaron answered

STRANGER THINGS:

wolves and shit:

Vagabonds

Oneshots:

Karen Wheeler

Steve & Barb buddy fic

HARRY POTTER:

haru bday fic

NARUTO:

Sakura is Gaara’s Twin Sister

Village Hidden in the Stars

So I....have a lot of fic. As everyone does, haha. I just have too many ideas and a short attention span, unfortunately!!

UUHH I think I’m tagging some ppl who have already been tagged!! So just ignore this if you have! Also, this is no pressure tagging :) You don’t have to continue the chain and you DEF don’t have to send an ask with a title! I just thought you guys might find this fun to do for yourself!ヾ(*´∀｀*)ﾉ

@vishcount @jockvillagersonly @s1utspeare @humanlighthouse @thewindsofsong @undyingsunshine and anyone else who sees this and wants to give it a go~! 

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Day 6: Fleet, Union, Fire At Will, Crossover

Ok, quick note. This is going to be massive AU, and fan-service out the waazoo. Right, that’s all.

Also, @ladywolvesbayne , you wanted some John and Steve being badass? 😉

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Well this is certainly a predicament.

Steve let the thought crossed his mind as he chucked his shield into the chest of an Elite to send it stumbling backwards, following it up with kicking its leg the wrong way so hard it snapped. The shield predictably flew back to his hand and he caught it, uppercut the Elite in the mandibles, and was rewarded with the audible crunching of bone.

When the head exploded in a splash of purple blood, he simple shoved the body aside and continued on. The Chief had arrived.

Steve sprinted forward, a cluster of Marines behind him. His mind drifted to how they’d ended up here.

Well... not even Tony was sure what happened, but they had guessed they had somehow done something wrong with the Infinity Gauntlet and sent themselves here. To another universe, with a humanity that had been fighting for its very existence.

Steve... well.... let’s just say Nat had to comfort him when he realized the extent of the war and that he couldn’t have helped at all.

A line of purple plasma blasts skittering across the ground in front brought him crashing back to reality. Seems like a— what had the Chief called them? Shade turrets! Seems like a Shade turret had spotted them, and it was aiming right at a Marine.

Steve jumped in front of the blasts and raised his shield, grunting when the superheated plasma started slamming into his shield. He was definitely able to stop it, but that didn’t mean it didn’t burn like all hell. “Chief!”

“Standby.” Came back over the comm.

And then an Elite corpse came flying through the trees, followed closely by the Chief, who dropped to a knee and skidded forward along the dirt. Steve instantly knew what he was doing.

Taking the initiative, the Captain sprinted forward and leaped onto Chief’s back, and then leaped again when he felt the seven foot tall man rise underneath him, sending him flying into the air.

“Cover the Cap!” Shouted one of the Marines.

Steve chuckled to himself as he landed on the raised earthwork the Shade turret was settled on, performing a combat roll to keep his momentum. He shot to his feet and turned to the left, spartan-kicking a Grunt in the face so hard its skull shattered as the body flew away.

“Rogers, on your six.”

Steve whirled as the Chief’s warning came over the comm, and proceeded to get his shield knocked out of his hand by a Brute.

“I thought you said the Storm Covenant didn’t have any Brutes?” He grunted into the comm as he rolled out of the way of a gravity hammer swing.

“They shouldn’t. Something’s wrong.”

Steve let that thought simmer as he slammed several open-palm strikes into the Brute’s chest before jumping into the air and kicking backwards off its chest, pulling a mid-air backflip and landed at a kneel. His eyes darted over the Plasma Pistol the Grunt had dropped and immediately a plan formed in his mind.

The Captain sprinted forward as the Brute lifted his hammer, and then slid between the beast’s legs as the hammer crashed down on the dirt behind him followed by a Brute snarl. Now behind it, the Captain rose to his feet and sprinted for the pistol, rolling over the ground as he grabbed it and immediately beginning to charge it up.

The Brute, for his part, was raging now. He snarled and raised his hammer, running towards Steve, who let the trigger go and sent a fully charged Plasma Pistol blast into the Brute’s knee, making it collapse with a roar and drop the hammer.

Immediately, Steve tossed the pistol and darted for the hammer as the Brute rose to one knee, and with one swing, sent the now-dead beast flying. “Chief, heads up!”

The Spartan caught the hammer sent his way in one smooth motion, and proceeded to use it to liquify the innards of three Elites by activating the gravity manipulation and slamming all three at the same time.

Spotting his shield where it had been knocked away, Steve retrieved it only to hear-

“Hunter! Defilade, defilade!”

“Shit-“

He could hear Tony calling him out for his language even when he had no idea he’d said that. Steve jumped down from the earthwork and looked over at the Hunter bearing down on the Chief. “Hey! You missed one!”

And then threw his shield into the back of the Hunter’s head. Surprisingly fast, the beast turned around and roared, charging at the Captain, only for the Chief to tear it in two with a hammer strike. Before they had a chance to do anything, a cluster of Covenant troops emerged from the trees, and a Phantom emerged from the clouds.

“Chief?” Steve tightened his shield on his arm and raised it.

The Spartan nodded in reply, before slamming the gravity hammer into Steve’s shield. The resulting shockwave took out the Covenant troops. And several dozen trees.

Without waiting, they both sprinted towards the Phantom, only for the Chief to suddenly stop, then grab the arm Steve extended to him, before launching him at the speed of an Archer missile into the sky towards the dropship.

The Covenant Pilot was in the middle of making a turn, so Steve flew straight into the troop bay, slamming into a Brute so hard it fell out of the dropship. Quickly, he threw his shield into the face of a Jackal, of which it bounced off and hit two Grunts in quick succession. As it did this, Steve drop-kicked an Elite out of the Phantom, and kicked a Grunt into a Jackal, easily catching his shield as it returned to him. He picked up a Plasma Grenade off the floor and activated it, tossing it into the cockpit before leaked out of the Phantom as it detonated in a wash of purple flame.

The two fighting styles of the Spartan and the Captain merged quite well. Quite an interesting union.

Landing on the ground, he activated his comm. “Stark, I hope you’re having better luck than us.”

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“-uck than us.”

“You wish, Capsicle. We’re- woah!” Tony jerked to his left as a wash of plasma clipped his leg. “Watch the paint!” He yelled as he blasted the offending Seraph with his Arc Reactor beam. “Little Red, Aunt Peg, how about you?”

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“-ow about you?”

Peggy rolled her eyes. “Captain Lasky is performing effectively, Anthony.”

“Gee, thanks.” Thomas chuckled, then turned back to the bridge. “Weapons Officer, set mark 1-7-6, ready MAC-1, fire when when ready. Ready EP-1, set sweeping trajectory through targets Storm-1 through Storm-3.”

“MAC-1 firing!” The deck rumbled. “MAC round away.”

Peggy was still trying to wrap her head around how she’d even ended up here, but she wasn’t complaining. Apparently Steve had tried to come back to her, and something had gone wrong.

“Lieutenant James, set course 2-7-0. Ahead flank.” He turned back to Weapons. “Weapons, fire EP-1 at assigned target.”

“Firing EP-1!” A bright white line shot out from the front of the Infinity and sheared through not one, not two, but three Covenant frigates.

“Captain!” Lieutenant James called out.

“El-Tee?” Lasky asked the bald man.

“We have an incoming Slipspace signature. Collision alarms are flaring!”

“All hands, brace brace!” Lasky barked into the intercom.

And then a CSO-Class emerged from Slipspace right in front of them.

“Bloody....” Peggy muttered.

“Incoming projectiles!”

“Spin up poi—“

“Too late!”

The ship rumbled and the lights flashed as countless Plasma Torpedoes slammed into the vulnerable super-carrier. “Roland, re-route non-critical power to shields!”

“FRIDAY, help him!” Natasha snapped from her place in the corner.

“On it.” The two replied simultaneously.

A tense silence ensued. The CSO, however dilapidated it was, stopped firing.

....

....

....

“Slipspace rupture detected....”

“This is Captain James Cutter of the UNSC Spirit Of Fire, we’re here to help.”

“Oh my god...” Lasky muttered.

“Slipspace rupture detected....”

“This is Vice Admiral Preston Cole of the UNSC Everest, what’s your status?”

“It can’t be....” Even Roland was in disbelief.

“Slipspace rupture detected....”

“UNSC Aegis Fate...”

“Slipspace rupture detected....”

“-SC Roman Blue...”

“Slipspace rupture detected....”

“Fleet...” Lasky began. “fire at will.”

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Here’s my late Day 6 of @infinity-week ! I’m really proud.

Tag list: @soclonely , @bomboclaaty , @sw-maddie , @darksabered , @im-x-winging-it