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hurts2think · 1 month

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Hi I just thought of this but could you maybe do Bridgette x fem reader? Reader is like how Evie was in d2 and making everyone’s dresses for castlecoming? She’s making Bridgette’s dress and Bridgette was originally supposed to go with Ella but since Ella is grounded she has no one to go with. Reader has a crush on her and asks her to go instead

🎀Young!Bridget Hearts x Reader🎀

Reader pronouns: She/her

Pairing: Young!Bridget Hearts x Fem!reader

Plot: Reader is making everyone's dresses for Castlecoming but isn't going herself. Afterall, the only girl she wants to go with is going with someone else. That is, until her date cancels on her last minute.

Word Count: 1.4k

Extra: I'm sorry this one feels very flat and definitely not my best writing, regardless thank you so much for your support. I get so happy to see you guys like my writing🫶🥹

Castlecoming comes only once a year but it was nothing you were too fond of. Well, except for the fact it was the time of year you made the most money.

Towards the end of Freshman year you started making dresses, suits, jackets, anything you could think of really to sell. It's been a hobby of yours for your entire life, making dresses out of curtains and safety pins, and one day you got really good at it.

It was actually your friend Bridget who suggested you should start making money off of it.

So then, on every school dance, event, or occasion that a specific person had, you were commissioned to make their dress or suit. You loved what you did and you were proud of it. But now, making all these dresses for Castlecoming made you feel a little... Sad.

Sad that no one had asked you, sad that the only girl you wanted to go with was going with someone else, and sad you'd be missing out on the biggest event of the year. Again.

You tried to put all of the aside and just focus on the dress you're making, but it was hard considering it was being worn by the girl you wished you could go with so deeply.

"Does the bodice fit you okay? Is it too tight?" You asked, adjusting the bodice from behind the pink girl to fit her.

"Oh, it's perfect." She replied, trying her best to hold still while you worked.

You didn't say anything at first, but Bridget seemed a little down. The past couple days you saw her she was practically bursting with excitment. Her best friend, Ella, had asked her to the dance and she was so excited to go. Honestly, when she told you, you wanted to be happy for her but you couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

But now you couldn't help but notice Bridget didn't seem very excited and was pretty quiet compared to her usually self.

"So, uhm, is something wrong?" You finally ask after a long silence while you still work on the little details and fixing the measurements of her dress.

Bridget shifted slightly at the question, "Yeah everything's fine." She laughed half heartedly, "It's just... Ella got grounded the other day. So we won't be able to go to Castlecoming together."

You were honestly a little surprised to hear that. What was Ella grounded for? Was Bridget still going to Castlecoming? "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that..." You say quietly, "Are you going with someone else?"

Though you couldn't see Bridget's face, you could tell she had that sad smile she does occasionally. The sad smile that could crush your heart into a million pieces, "No. But, I figured I should go anyway. I did already pay for the dress, right?" She laughed awkwardly.

For another moment you stayed silent.

You knew Ella and Bridget were only going to the dance together as friends, so maybe you did have a chance with Bridget. But she seemed so sad, it felt like maybe it wasn't the right time to ask her. You would feel like an awful person if you tried using her misfortune for your own sake. "So there's... No one else you'd want to go with?"

Bridget sighed, "Well you and Ella are my only friends... And you already said you weren't going. So not really..."

"Uhm. I said that?" You laughed nervously, knowing full well you did in fact tell her you weren't going.

She looked over her bare shoulder to look at you in the face, "Yeah. You said dances weren't your style and that you wanted to focus on making everyone's outfits."

You glance away from her before clearing your throat, "That does sound like something I probably said..." You trailed off, "But ... Maybe I changed my mind." You say bashfully, only glancing in Bridget's direction.

Her face suddenly lit up and she spun around so her whole body was facing you, "Oh my gosh! You're going? Did someone ask you out? Who was it?" Her whole attitude suddenly changed, basically bursting at the seams with happiness for you.

You felt your face heat up a little embarrassment, "No—! No! No one asked me... I just thought uhm, maybe it would be fun."

Bridget smiled brightly and took your hand that wasn't currently holding a needle and thread, "We should totally go together then! If you have no one to go with, and I have no one to go with, it works perfectly." She giggles, spinning herself under your arm, careful to not mess up her dress.

You felt your face heat up at the declaration and her sudden action, "Oh, uhm,"

"And we can take tons of pictures with my new camera, it'll be so fun! I heard it's just as fun to go with friends than with a date." She continued with her glowing smile.

That smile made your heart beat faster. You slowly let go of her hand, "About that, Bridget..." You start, unsure of what the right words were.

Her expression suddenly turned to concern. "Oh! Do you not want to? I'm sorry, it's okay if you don't want to go together." She reassured, though she definitely looked disappointed.

"No no! It's not that! I do want to go with you, I really do," you say, your heart beating a little faster at the thought of what you wanted to say.

You never felt so nervous before. Asking one of your best friends to a dance in a not-so-friendly way was a little terrifying. You didn't want to ruin the wonderful friendship you had with her in case things turned wrong.

"Then what is it..?" She asked, her tone was so soft. She was always so soft and sweet. She felt like a bouquet of pink flowers with pedals that feel like silk.

You take a deep breath and look her in the eye, "I was just hoping maybe... We could go as... More than friends...?" You finally asked, feeling like you were about to collapse from the anxiety of it.

Bridget's eyes suddenly widened in surprise, "Wait, wait... Really?"

You averted your eyes away, still incredibly embarrassed and just nodded your head without a word.

Bridget suddenly squealed in excitement, and threw her arms around you, "I would love to!"

The hug caught you off guard but you smiled and hugged her back. She hugged you tighter, making it hard for you to breathe and also worry that she would tear her unfinished dress, "Bridget! The dress!" You warn.

She let go of you, "Sorry sorry, I guess I just got excited," she giggled before grabbing your hand again with both of hers, "I'm so happy you asked me."

You smiled and looked at her with such admiration in your eyes, "Well... Let's get this dress done before we run of our of time." You chuckle, smoothing out her dress that got wrinkled from the intense hug.

Bridget laughed, "Yeah. That's probably a good idea. Thank you." She said, leaning forward and kissing you on the cheek, making your face burn again.

"You're the one paying me for the dress..." You laugh softly.

"That's not what I meant." Bridget fidgeted with your hand that was intertwined with yours, "Thank you for asking me. You really are wonderful. If I were to go with anyone to the dance as more than friends, I'm glad it's you."

All of this talk was making you flustered to the break of explosion. Bridget really was the sweetest girl in the world. It was hard to believe she even remotely felt the same way about you, "I guess it's just easy for me to recognize how amazing someone can be." You smile widely.

Bridget giggled yet again, "Maybe after Castlecoming, if you don't decide that you regret asking me, we could maybe be more than friends? Like, girlfriends?" She asked with a bashful smile, her own face turning slightly pink.

You nodded quickly, "I'd really love that." You could never regret this decision. Bridget was so amazing and perfect in every way, how could you ever not want to be her girlfriend?

You couldn't wait to dance with her. You couldn't wait to see her in the finished dress with her hair done and looking beautiful as ever. You couldn't wait to spin her around and watch the sparkly pink hearts on her dress glimmer in the lights. You couldn't wait to hold her after the dance and just giggle to each other all night long.

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annebaby · 9 months

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National Anthem ♡ (pt. 3 - final)

aaaand here is the final part of my first fic, National Anthem! i hope you all enjoyed & i appreciate all the love always!

warnings: toxic snow, suggestiveness, fem!reader x young!coriolanus snow, use of Y/N, and i think thats all (?) let me know?

enjoy my lovelies :)

As you pull towards the entrance of the gala, you can’t help but awe at the exquisite architecture of the building. With long columns stretching across the width of the building and a large overhang donned with black ribbons, it was truly a sight for sore eyes. Coriolanus parks the car and heads to your side of the vehicle to let you out. He offers his hand to help you, then he kisses it. This was going to be a long night.

The car was whisked away to valet parking meaning there was no escape now. Who knew what he would do next?

The entryway to the gala was covered in a burgundy velvet rug that stretched into the lobby of the main dance hall. You took Coriolanus’ arm in yours, smiled and continued to walk towards the hall. You weren’t surprised you received many looks from the public upon your arrival with Coriolanus. You were both well known in the Capitol. People were staring at your dress in awe, admiring its beauty and taking you in.

You looked around at the onlookers whilst entering the hall, and you smiled sweetly. Of course, there were multiple men whose gaze was stolen by your cleavage, but you expected this. At least Coriolanus hadn’t stared at them, yet.

Upon entry to the gala, you released Coriolanus’ arm and turned to face him. He looked down at you with a sly smile, slightly smirking. His eyebrows were raised, waiting for you to say something.

“I’d like to go find Bridgette, is that alright?” You didn’t know why but you felt the need to ask him. He broke his smile and said, “Of course,” as if it were obvious there was no need for you to ask.

You stared at him for a second longer before feeling your chest relax. You hadn’t even known it was tight. You stood on your tiptoes to give Coriolanus a kiss on the cheek, before running off to find Bridgette.

Coriolanus was far too excited by your presence with him. Not only had he wanted you for months, but now he had finally felt your lips on his. He could recall the first time he saw you, a large ribbon in your hair in a far too short skirt and a black sweater. He swore to himself that day that he would never act on his feelings. Lucy Gray made him that way.

However, as the months passed and he saw you more, he knew something had to be done. You were gorgeous, innocent, obedient, and charming. You would make a perfect wife for him.

It’s not that he wanted to own you though - he really did have feelings for you. The poor man was just awful at acting on them. That was all.

So as you walked off to find your friend, he watched every man’s eyes fall on your figure and he fumed. He wanted to rip their eyes out for even glancing in your direction, but that wouldn’t be fit for an upcoming leader.

He wandered off to find your father, keeping a close eye on you as you disappeared into the crowd.

“Bridgette! Oh thank God I've finally found you.” Bridgette had been tucked in a corner chatting with Arachne Crane, awaiting your arrival.

“Oh my goodness you’re stunning! I love this dress,” you spoke, feeling the material of her dress in your fingers. Her brown hair was slicked back in an elegant braided bun and her gown was an eggplant purple with black lacing on the sides. You noticed all the men staring at her as well and laughed due to her obliviousness.

“Y/N! I’m so glad you’re here! Arachne, if you’ll excuse us, you look gorgeous by the way!” You give Arachne a nod before Bridgette takes your hand and pulls you away.

“Lord, I cannot stand her. All she wants to talk about is her money and blah blah,” Bridgette laughs as she walks with you. You laugh as well, turning your head around to still see Arachne scoffing at something.

“But please tell me everything Y/N! Everyone’s already talking about your arrival with Snow and I want to hear it all, I'm honestly so confused.”

Bridgette leads you to a tray of Posca, which you accept thankfully. Grabbing the glass off the tray, you nod at the Avox carrying it and you turn back to her. You sip your drink solemnly, swallowing and gulping loudly. Then, you squeal. Finally, you could tell someone about the wildness of the night.

“You’re not going to believe me,” you say, holding onto her shoulder.

You tell her absolutely everything, and she doesn’t interrupt. She stands with her mouth slightly open and holds all her questions until the end.

“…. he kissed my hand and now I’m here!”

She stood there for a moment, still silent. Her mouth turned into an open smile as she jumped up and down slightly.

“Was he a good kiss-,” Bridgette stopped mid sentence, staring at someone behind you.

You felt a hand sneak around your waist, and it wasn’t Coriolanus. It was Festus Creed.

Your ex boyfriend of about a year, he wasn’t much at all. You hated him if anything. He was rude, stubborn and conceded - not to mention horrible in bed. You smelled the Posca on his breath as he stood next to you, hand on your waist. Even his red curls couldn’t hide the blush in his cheeks from drinking too much.

“Festus, what’re you doing? Get your hands off me.” You scoff and pry his hand from you before looking at him. He drunkenly smiles, completely out of it.

The breakup between you had been messy. You had caught him making out with Clemmie in the halls just a few months ago. Needless to say, all contact was cut completely, and the feelings between you two were severed and turned into hatred. Festus does not move away from you, and puts his hands back on your waist. He tries to snuggle his face into your neck.

“Festus. I said get off -“

You’re cut short by the sight of Coriolanus approaching you both. You shoot him a pleading look, and he quickly intervenes. He pried Festus off you aggressively before grabbing his collar and spitting in his face.

“One more word to her Festus, and I’ll make sure your father knows you just assaulted a woman and drank way too much. Wouldn’t want that, would we?”

Festus stared at Coriolanus silently, before Coriolanus released his grip on Festus and told him to get away. He cowered down and slowly walked away, ultimately leaving the event. Needless to say, you and Bridgette were standing side by side awestruck.

“I’m sorry you had to deal with that, Y/N. Maybe I need to stick around you more often,” Coriolanus says. He stares at you intently before looking at Bridgette.

“Hello, Ms. Sinclair. Hoping Ms. Y/N is being good company to you tonight. So sorry I had to intrude.”He smiles sweetly at Bridgette before beginning to walk away.

“I won’t be far, if anyone else bothers either one of you let me know.”

As soon as he turns his back, you yell after him, “You can just stay with us if you want!”

You look at Bridgette, silently asking if that was okay with her. She widens her eyes and nods yes frantically, hoping to get more insight on his feelings for you. She was always good at reading people and interpreting their actions.

Coriolanus slowly turns around with a smile on his face. He bows his head down before holding his hand out to you.

“In that case, Miss Y/N, may I have this dance?”

You nervously look at Bridgette, not wanting to leave her by herself. She shoves you forward slightly, encouraging you to dance. You take Coriolanus’ hand in your own, slowly moving toward the dance floor.

A pristine classical song was playing, the sharpness of the violin leaving a small amount of seductiveness in the air. You joined the crowd as smoothly as you could. Coriolanus places his left hand in your waist, his right hand interlocked with yours. He pulls you much closer to him, bodies touching on all planes. The music restarts its pattern, and you both start dancing. As the President’s daughter, you’ve had many dance lessons. You knew how to do just about every dance there ever was in all of Panem.

Little did you know, so did Coriolanus. He had lots of catching to do after he gained his newfound wealth upon winning the Plinth prize. He enrolled in dance lessons, basic etiquette, and extra scholar tutoring. So, his dancing was above par, making his footsteps go perfectly in sync with yours.

“So, shall we impress them or keep it tame tonight, my darling?” His whisper in your ear makes cold chills run down your body. You feel his breath on the side of your face and you want to pull him into a nearby room for yourself.

Without moving for your stable position and disturbing the rhythm, you whisper, “Let’s keep it tame so you can continue to quietly explain to me what it is you want.”

“What do you mean, what I want?” He stopped dancing abruptly, pulling back from you and staring into your eyes with concern and annoyance.

He grabs your arm harshly, pulling you through the crowd and into a nearby room. He shuts the door, locks it, and you step back from him, creating distance. He stands at the door for a second, seemingly out of breath as he places his forehead on the surface of the door. The tenseness in the room was heavy, creating an odd atmosphere. You felt like you needed to walk on eggshells around him. His breathing was labored and his hands were slightly shaking. He was truly terrifying. However, the sexual desire was too thick to deny. An odd mix of both emotions, but hey, you were just a girl after all.

He slowly turned to face you, craziness in his eyes. He walked toward you slowly, your eyebrows creasing in slight fear and confusion.

“Don’t you get it? I’ve been trying to show you how I feel for weeks. I see you staring at me in the halls and I know you see me stare back. Even after you saw me brine the driver, you’re still acting utterly oblivious to what I want from you!” He’s yelling now, and he has fully closed the space in between you two, his hands now on either side of your face.

His eyes search all of your features for some sort of response. They’re scanning your face frantically, looking for anything you can give him. Suddenly, his fingers start tracing the features of your skin delicately.

“My God. You’re perfect.”

He leaned in and gave your forehead a precious kiss before looking at you to say something once again.

“I just, I don’t understand. You’ve hardly spoken to me since we’ve known each other. I’m still in the academy, and I don’t have any career plans or anything. What would you want with me?”

Your voice slightly faltered during your confession, making you seem more innocent and fragile in his eyes. He wanted to destroy you, corrupt you ; you needed to belong to him.

“I also don’t understand how you’re having a panic tantrum and then kissing me on the forehead - your mood swings are getting too confusing,” you said while giggling.

You hoped he would take a liking to the joke as well, though you may have stepped over the line. He smiled too, looking down at your hands before grabbing them with his own. He laughs quietly, feeling your fingers in his.

“How pretty your finger would look with a wedding ring on it. Wonder who the lucky man could be.”

You looked down at your fingers, imagining an expensive ring as well. You’ve always dreamed of a beautiful ring, a beautiful proposal and an elegant wedding. It was something you never thought you would get to. However, Coriolanus calling your future husband ‘lucky’ was definitely something that gave you hope.

“I think I’ll have a while before that happens, I am only nineteen after all.”

His hands slowly release yours and rest on your waist. He looks up at you and scans your face quickly before inching closer. He grabs your hands again, placing them on his shoulders to stabilize you. Once your hands are around his neck, he tells you to jump.

“Do what?” You have had sex before, but something about Coriolanus initiating intimacy with you startled you and caught you off guard.

“I said, jump.”

You do as he says and jump up as his hands cup your bottom and hold you up. As soon as you are at his level, he immediately attaches his lips to yours. The kiss was so sincere and sweet - until it wasn’t. He started pushing his tongue into your mouth and biting your bottom lip whenever he got the chance. Your hands made their way up into his hair, slightly tugging on the ends. He breathed out quietly as he walked the two of you towards the wall. He pinned your back against it, using it to keep you in his arms.

You had a burst of confidence shortly after that, tugging at the bottom of his blouse, trying to get him to take it off. He dropped you back on the floor gently. Looking at you as if he was waiting, you slowly started to take off his shirt for him. You could tell this was making him go insane by the way he was breathing and looking at you.

His shirt comes off, leaving his toned abdomen in full sight for you to see. You could not help but stare. He was ridiculously lean and carved in a way you did not think any guys could be. You traced the outline of his abs with your fingertips and kissed the middle of his chest.

“I didn’t know this is what my schoolboy crush was hiding from me,” you say breathlessly. He laughs in response.

“I have wanted you since the day you stepped in my house for the job, Mr. Snow. You do not understand.”

He watches you as you pull the straps of your dress down the sides of your arms. Something so small and it was driving him insane. He pins your shoulders to the wall as he kisses you roughly. Your hands reach for his neck again before an idea crosses your mind. Your hands travel down to his belt, fiddling and trying to undo it.

Coriolanus laughs as he breaks the kiss and moves your hand away.

“Let’s wait until later, darling. You have all the time in the world now.”

You tilt your head, noticeably confused.

“What do you mean?” He stepped back from you and reached down for his coat. He pulls a small box out of the pocket, and your eyes widen. He opens the box to reveal the most beautiful ring you’ve ever seen in your life. A simple gold band accompanied by a five carat emerald cut diamond. Your mouth opens, jaw on the ground.

“I am the lucky man, Y/N. Your Father approved of our marriage the day after I started my internship. I think you’re the perfect bride and the perfect wife and-” he stops before walking towards you and sliding the ring on your finger.

“...and - now you’re mine forever.”

#coriolanus snow #coriolanus x you #billy the kid #tom blyth #corio snow #coryo snow #coryo x reader #tbosas #tom blyth x reader #tom blyth x you

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joviepog · 1 year

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HIII!!!

since u needed requests, im at your service o7

wilbur soot x fem!reader with a love or host and y/n wins and ends up picking love 🫶

love you !! <3 /p

Thanks for the request @lanaxoxoxoxoxox! Thank you for your service! XD

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Love or host

Who: Wilbur x reader

Warnings: Cursing

Pronouns: They / them

Requests: @lanaxoxoxoxoxox

Word count: 1,279 words!

Anything else: God this was harder to make than i thought but oh well! Its out and ready to read! Hope yo enjoy the end result! :D

This story is NOT proofread

“Ten of the most b-beautiful women! Out of millions,” he pauses, “millions of submissions that we had to comb through to be able to find ten perfect ladies that could be for you!” Rajj says excitedly. You giggle a bit but he continues. “Are you excited about it or are you nervous?” He says and you could practically see the cheeky grin on his face. Then you hear the voice you were waiting for. You could hear them and they couldn’t hear you. And you took advantage of this. You gasped silently as you heard his lovely British accent. You felt like such a simp. “I’m both Rajj. I sometimes get the two confused. I feel like I might pass out on this stream. Is that alright with you?” You swoon over his voice and when Rajj speaks you blink out of your thoughts. “Look if you do.. Wilbur if you do pass out...” You look at Wilbur’s screen and he has a goofy smile on his face. “It has never happened before but if you do t-that’s perfectly fine.”

You laugh and you see some others girls do as well. You scan them and realize they are all much more dressed up than you are. You just have plain mascara and a small bit of eyeliner. Everyone else has their hair curled or straighten and your’s s just how it ended up looking after your shower. You look down at your casual often and blush out of embarrassment. You were so underdressed. You hadn’t thought that everyone else would dress up like so nicely… It’s alright though, if he doesn’t pick you for your looks then he shouldn’t pick you at all. Still, you fixed your hair.

“Hi! I’m Wilbur.” You all collectively said hi and he continued, “I’m from London. I play a lot of Minecraft. I do a lot of music. I do a lot of YouTube. I do a lot of streaming.. and uh- that’s pretty much it. Oh. And I’m here with you and Rajj.” He gives a goofy grin and everyone laughs at his awkwardness. “I’m 6 foot five! I don’t know what I weigh.” Wait how tall? Almost instantly someone asked the same thing you were thinking, “Are we still on the same page with the fucking height? What five feet?”

“Yeah..” you said quickly. “Is there something is the room that I can compare myself to?”

“YEAH THE DOOR!” You said quickly as you pointed towards your screen. Wilbur’s eyes widened at your enthusiasm and everyone backed you up. “That’s not a door that’s a big wardrobe.” You laughed and he took off his headphones. He walked up towards the wardrobe and you all gasped as you looked at his height. When he sat back down and Kadyland started to speak. You smiled and you listened to her speak. But what you didn’t know is that Wilbur was staring at your screen the whole time. Listening, but still staring at you. He knew from the moment he saw you that he would pick you. But of course, he would still have to play along.

Kandyland soon finished at wilbur asked, “What’s fourth base?” And you laughed at that comment. Then Niki went, then Bafy went, then Bridgett, then Novur, then Minx, then Sereda, then Ali, then you. You freaked out a bit but you spoke with full confidence. “Hi wilbur my name is U/n.” “Hi U/n” he said quickly before you continued t explain yourself.

“Chat throughout the course of this stream I am actually going to be training wilbur to talk to women since it is his first time. “Aweee.” Came from everyone’s mic and you scoffed, but still smiled. “Yeah I’m actually shaking a bit Rajj.” Then there was a bunch of feedback from the girls and you laughed.“Please don’t give me sympathy it just makes it worse.” This made you burst into laughter and wilbur laughed too.

Then, it was time for the first elimination. Serena was the one who ended up going, and she chose host. Then there was another elimanition, then another then another. Till it was just you and niki. It was time for the one on one date and you couldn’t help but blush a bit. “Who wants to go first?” Asked rajj. You all sat in silence for a moment before niki went.

You talked to rajj for a good moment and then they came back. It was your turn.

“Hi wilbur!” He let out a small chuckle, “Hi. How’s it going?” You gave him a soft smile and that made him melt. As kind as Niki might be her kindness could never compare to your smile. “It going good! How are you Wilbur?” You asked, very genuine. “I- I’m good. I’m just on a dating show right now.” You let out a small giggle “How’s that going?” You said with a smile. “I’m going to tell you something U/n its fucking hard!” You both laughed, “Did it turn out the way you wanted it?”

He stared at his monitor for a moment, trying to make eye contact with you, “I guess we’ll have to see huh?” You stared at his screen and blushed widely but you quickly changed the subject., he laughed at your reaction. “Oh shut it Wil.” He continued to laugh, “So what’s your favorite drink.” He thought for a moment before coming to a conclusion, “Water.” “Water?” You said softly. “Not a lot of people say that.” He smiled, “Oh I know.” There was an awkward silence and you spoke again. “Wilbur?” “Mm?” “Why are you so perfect?”

The timer went off and you blushed at your fowardness. Wilbur’s eyes were wide and you swear you could see a hint of red. “So how do you guys think you did.” “I think it went lovely.” You said with an innocent smile, “I think it went w-well… we found something in common so that was nice.” Niki spoke up and you smiled at her response. She was such a lovely person, you wouldn’t be surprised if she won, she was amazing after all.

Niki started to compliment you and you started to get flustered, she was proving your point. “Same to you Niki!” You said cheerfully. “You’re a lovely person. I know you’ll definitely win!” Then, wilbur came back and you all perked your heads. Rajj was the first to speak, “Whoo! That was the nicest waiting period ever!” Wilbur laughed at this. “Yeah?” He laughed awkwardly, “I feel awful! Very uncomfortable uh..” he laughed.

“The winner of the Rajj(something something)… Is…” here it was. The moment that Niki was getting chosen. You felt your heart break slightly but you kept your smile on. There was a long pause before Rajj spoke again, “U/N!!!” You eyes widened and there was a fake clapping audio heard in the call. Niki cheered for you and you yelled, “Yeah lets go!!!” You giggled and wilbur looked at your screen with a small smile. After a few seconds the cheering was stopped by Rajj. “Don’t start cheering yet. We need to find out if she picked Love or Host.” There was silence in the call and Wilbur prayed you picked love. You already knew what you picked. A smile formed on your face. “They picked….” Silence.

“Love! They picked love Wilbur!” You smiled and opened your arms wide in victory. The chat was going wild and wilbur smiled brightly. The thing soon ended and you and wilbur exchanged numbers. Soon, you two became friends practically fell in love. You were in love.

I’m not sure how much i liked how this turned out but oh well! Enjoy! :D

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maybegays-blog · 10 months

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Riri Williams

Steven Universe

The FEMALE Crystal Gems

The Diamonds

Resident Evil: Village

Lady Dimitrescu

Mother Miranda

Donna Beneviento

Bela Dimitrescu

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Daniela Dimitrescu

Total Drama

Gwen

Leshawna

Heather

Eva

Izzy

Courtney

Bridgette

(Not that far in the show, sorry!😔)

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judgementdaysunshine · 1 year

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Childhood reunion

Pairing: Gwen x Fem reader

Description: After you arrive at the island for Total drama, you are unexpectedly reunited with your dear childhood friend

You feel your anxiety eating away at you as you look at the passing scene of water and the forest on the boat ride to the island for Total drama where you will be spending the next few weeks with strangers. You take a deep breath as you see a few people and Chris McLean, you watch the boat leave after stepping off with your bag sharing a side hug with chris before you stand next to a dark haired boy with a guitar and a goth girl that seemed familiar to you while looking at her from the corner of your eye as more people came until everyone was there leaving the docks for your first challenge feeling your anxiety take hold strongly as you watch other people jump, get knocked, shoved, and even thrown by others down to the water below the high ledge where all of you were, after quite a few people it was your turn realizing there were only six of you left trying to keep your nerves at bay as you walk to the ledge turning quickly when you feel someone grab your hand only to see the girl from earlier again this time with a look of fear instead of irritation like before. "Jump together?" you nod with a shaky breath as you grab and hold each other's hands before slowly backing up and jogging before jumping off screaming until you both landed in the water looking around after surfacing to see that both of you landed in the circle cheering together before swimming to shore, you both look at each other and laugh as everyone else jumps off sharing a hug "You are stronger than you think" suddenly the two of you pulled away with wide eyes staring at each other as the flood of memories pours in flashbacks until you both are talking over each other of each memory before grabbing and hugging each other tightly, finally after completing the challenge of building a hot tub you and gwen sit under a tree and catch up feeling so many emotions at seeing each other again after so long of not knowing what happened to each other "God still have those brown emotion filled eyes" you shake your head with a small smile remembering when she said one of the things she liked about you was how she just looked into your eyes and could see the emotion in them, the two of you had been friends since you were three and were very close always side by side until you were both 12 and she moved away remaining in contact for the first two months until not only things got in the way but both your numbers changed and you couldn't get into contact again always wondering and worrying about the other even years later on. You both were seen from that point of the first challenge onwards together attached to the hip always secretly helping each other with challenges whenever no one paid the least bit of attention gaining some of the same friends including Leshawna, Geoff, Courtney, DJ, Bridgette, and Trent always showing support for them and each other leading to the two of you being in the final three with Owen before she was eliminated and then to a lot of people's surprise and others not including her's that you won and returned for more seasons with her staying in constant contact after being reunited on the island in the middle of nowhere.

#total drama island x reader #gwen #total drama x reader #total drama island #gwen x reader #total drama

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mylittlegayheart1221 · 1 year

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Ellie x fem reader

( if no one gonna make it I do )

summary : your Bridget new friend and you have a crush on her mom Ellie P.S : Ellie is also possess later on

warning : none

You just moved into a new school and you don’t really know anyone there . A black haired girl came up to you shutting your locker making you jump

“ hey new girl I’m Bridget what’s yours “ Bridget said .

“ y/n “ you said looking down feeling nervous as this was your first day .

“ cool we friends now “ Bridget said chuckling .

bell rings

“ what class do you have “Bridget asked taking her books out of her locker .

“ Ap English “ you said looking down your timetable.

“ Oo we at the same class” Bridget said as she guide you to your classroom .

the class was pretty boring even the teacher so you weren’t paying attention no one was you look over Bridget as she was sleeping. After few minutes finally the class ended , you and Bridget ran out the class to the lockers .

“ hey so wanna like come to my apartment for a sleepover after school well my mom and her sister reunite so I can invited anyone I want “ Bridget asked waiting for you to answer

you thought quite a while and agreed I mean what the worst that can happen am I right .

“ sure of course I come” you said with a smile across your face .

After school (finally )

you went to Bridget apartment and met her mom she was a redhead and you felt like she just stole away your breath

“ hey you good ? “ Bridget asked looking at you as you snapped from your thoughts

“ yeah good good “ you said scratching your hair .

“ oh hey bridge who this “ Ellie asked coming up to you and Bridget.

“ my friend y/n we having a sleepover “ Bridgett said .

“ cool dinners ready by the way “ Ellie said going back to the dining room

you followed Bridget to the dining room and sat next to her .

“ that’s my sister Kassie and brother Danny and that my aunt Beth “ Bridget said introducing all of them to you as you just smiled .

After dinner Kassie , Danny and Bridget and Beth went out to buy some dessert so you were alone with Ellie

“ So y/n how do you like it here with your school and everything “ Ellie asked looking at you

you felt nervous again like before you couldn’t think what to say just staring at Ellie. Ellie noticed and just kissed your cheek .

You froze and snapped out of your thoughts and quickly apologized.

Suddenly there a earthquake things on the table dropped down the floor it was shaking really hard.

“ on the ground “Ellie said one hand your head and one hand holding your body tightly.

The earthquake finally stopped as you both got up.

“ you okay ? “ Ellie asked .

“ yeah what was that “ you said still shaken up by it

“ we have to check on Beth and the kids let’s go “ Ellie said as you both went outside.

It was completely empty no one was there the stairs was broken but soon after panicking the kids and Beth came out from the Lift .

“ you all are saved thank goodness I was worried “ Ellie said . “Bridget dropped the pizza “ Kassie said looking down but Ellie just chuckled .

“ okay next time don’t use the lift after the earthquake “ Ellie said.

“ I’m going do some laundry at laundry mart Beth look after the kids “ Ellie said taking her basket and went to the lift

you had a bad feeling something gonna happen but forgot about it .

After an hor,Ellie haven’t come back yet and you started to worry .

“ where mom “ Kassie asked .

“Sure she okay “ Beth reassure Kassie

the doors suddenly open it was Ellie or was it ? Ellie went to kitchen as you and Beth went to follow her .

“ El ? “ you said hoping it was Ellie and hoping she alright

Ellie laughed but it doesn’t sound like Ellie it sound like a monster before anyone could think Ellie suddenly ran and jump on to you strangle you on the floor

your eyes widen to see Ellie was possess although you still in love with her .

Beth hit her with a pan and you got up and you , Beth and Kassie and Bridget and Danny ran to the bedroom

you saw a book that what’s causing this mess but ellie was outside the room door knocking loudly .

“ look we can’t just stay here forever “ Beth said

“ we locked her out the apartment and think of a way “ Bridget said .

you and Beth went outside Ellie was running towards you but you and Beth pushed her outside the door and locked it . Beth pushed a drawer to keep the door shut .

“ Danny it all your fault “ Bridget shouted pushing Danny as Beth stopped them

“ kids go to the room and hide I will just try do something and y/n look after the door don’t let her break through “ Beth said as Kassie ,Bridget and Danny went to the room

You were alone You decided to peek through Ellie was standing there smiling horrifying

“ El ? You good “ you asked

“ oh nothing but a big kiss from you won’t help now open up now “ Ellie said smiling you hesitated but Ellie saw that .

“ oh be a good girl for mommy and open up NOW!” Ellie persuade as you gave in and open up . She jump on top of you strangling you on the floor .

“ Good girl see wasn’t so hard ain’t it” Ellie said her face getting close to you .

“HEY get away from her “ Beth rushed out with a bat wanting to aim and Ellie but Ellie raised her hand as Beth was tossed across the room

“ Now where was I oh right you “ Ellie said as her mouth was on yours . You were shocked but didn’t do anything .

her tongue was touching with yours you were still too shocked to do anything .

her tongue went to your neck as she started to lick it and suck on it she slowly started to bit it blood stain were starting to appear

her hand reaching under your dress but you stopped her

“ look El I know your in there please don’t let this monster get over you “ you pleaded hoping El will come back to normal.

“ But I’m free now “ Ellie said .

“ I love you El I will be there for you just please El come back “ You plead tears were forming on your eyes El stopped as she just glare at you

“ maybe this help “ You said as you kissed Ellie

Ellie was shocked but there was suddenly a bright light and Ellie was normal again You were relieved as Ellie just hugged you . “Ellie your back to normal “ You said happily . “ And it all thanks to you “ Ellie said kissing your nose

#evil dead rise #Evil dead rise x reader #Evil dead rise fanfic #Ellie evil dead rise

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my-blind-album · 1 year

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Mamma Mia! - Sophie Sheridan x Fem!Reader

Fem x Fem Materlist (in the process of creation)

Pairing; Sophie x BestFriend!Fem!Reader

Warning(s); none

Summary; It's girls' night. Sophie and her best friends are going out to celebrate her engagement to her boyfriend, Sky Rymand, but during the whole night Sophie's thoughts are occupied by something else...

Lovers or Twin Flames?

Everyone knows about the terms lovers and twin flames.

A lover is basically someone who you're in a romantic relationship with and who loves and cares deeply for you. Now you see twin flames are just like that, someone who's connected to you in a way that they are like your literal twin or the other half of you.

We all have lovers and twin flames but the problem is simply trying to identify who's who.

In most cases we misinterpret our twin flames as our lovers and vice versa.

For example, my neighbour, Sarah, has a husband who's her lover. His name is Jeffery and her best friend is Bridgette who is her twin flame. But what Sarah doesn't know is that Bridgette is actually meant to be her lover and Jeffery is more of her twin flame. Not trying to say that I'm a love expect, cause I'm not, but if you pay close attention to Sarah's interactions between Bridgette and Jeffery you'd clearly see that Bridgette is the one for her.

To give a better example without sounding like a nosy neighbour- my boyfriend and I. My boyfriend who is now my fiancé, Sky, is the perfect guy for me.

He loves to explore the town with me, he'd give me advice whenever I'm going through a tough time, he supports me no matter what and not to mention that our chemistry is unbreakable and certainly undeniable.

He's my Eugene Fitzherbert and his Rapunzel, it's the perfect match. Don't get me wrong, my mother is definitely not Mother Gothel, no! She's more of Rapunzel's biological mother- kind, loving, supporting and always willing to listen to her daughter's needs and wants. Although she might be the best mother a daughter could ask for, she's also a bit tough whenever I'd want to know something about my father, the man I never got to meet ever since I was born.

But enough about that, let's talk about my twin flame- Y/n Hallow. My best friend of many years, she's always been by my side whenever things weren't right and when they weren't horribly wrong, like that one time I asked my mother if my biological father could walk me down the aisle on my wedding day but instead us settling it like two adults we broke into a huge argument, yet Y/n was there to defend me, hold me in my room as the tears cast down my face. She sang to me a sweet melody to calm me down and even cuddled me that night while brushing on hair whispering to me sweet words that I will never forget.

"I'm here for you,"

"Don't worry, everything will be alright,"

"And if they're not then it's okay, life has it's ups and downs, and it's okay to be upset if things don't go according to plan,"

"But don't make it a habit to let one bad thing make you upset for the rest of your living days,"

"Life has other amazing opportunities for you,"

"And remember what I told you in the fifth grade when that kid, Marcus, bullied you? I told you that 'I will always be there to kick ass when things go wrong, cause I love you and I always will,".

I have to admit, Y/n has always been the one to make me happy when not happy. She'd never judge me too- which is why I'd always go to her first before anyone else. Sometimes I'd have imageries in my head of her being my lover instead of my twin flame and the more I think about it- the more I doubt Sky and I's relationship.

"Do you think this dress makes me look fat?". Ali says to me as she rotates in her tight, short and sparkly dress. "Yes and maybe." A gasp brings me out of my thoughts and I turn my head to see Ali looking at me with a flabbergasted expression. "Really?! Should I look for something else? But the stores already closed by now! Do you think I'll be able to lose weight in less than 30 minutes?!" "What?" "SOPHIE!" "What? What did I do?" Ali drops onto my bed, whining. A confused Lisa walks into the room looking between Ali and I and I just shrug my shoulders not understanding what happened. Lisa rolls her eyes before walking up to Ali and telling her that they're about to leave and she has to get ready. After a few sniffles, Ali gets up and leaves to go to the bathroom not before she gave a dirty look and I just shrug my face still being lost.

"Why haven't you gotten dressed yet?" Lisa says to me and I look down to see that I'm still dressed in my pyjamas. "Whoops, my bad, I didn't realise." "Well hurry up the party starts in less than 25 minutes." "Cool, oh is Y/n here yet?" "No, why? Do you need something from her? I can see if I can get it for you if you'd like." "No! no- I mean no thanks it's fine, just wanted to know whether or not she has arrived yet." "Alright then, see at the party," Lisa waves to me before leaving and I wave back with a false smile and once the door closes my 'smile' drops.

It's been ten minutes and now there's only fifteen minutes left till the party starts. Brushing my teeth, I wash my face afterwards and dry it with my face cloth. The sound of my bedroom door opening catches my attention. "Hey Sop, just wanted to se if you were done showering and I got your dress for you!". "Thanks mom, your a life saver! Could you help me put it on?" "Sure thing, sweetie, I'll be right back." "Alright mom!". Opening my bathroom door, I spot my dress onto of my bed. After applying some lotion and deodorant, I start doing my makeup till the sound of a knock on my door catches me off guard and a line appears on the side on my cheek. "Damnit, who is it?" I try rubbing off the red with my hand but it only gets worse. "Y/n! Could I come in, by any chance?".

Shit.

"Um, sure." The door opens behind me and closes afterwards. My eyes meet that of Y/n's and my eyes sooner begin to flatter on her body, she looked marvellous. Her hair was neatly done and so was her makeup, although her face looked as if she barely had anything on her face due to the natural look she'd done. She was wearing a beautiful blue pants suit with a matching blazer and from the looks of it- she wasn't wearing anything underneath the blazer.

My eyes go back to her eyes and her face expression gone blank. "Yeah, I know my cheeks all red, my hand jumped when you knocked and I messed up my makeup." "Huh?" "My cheek is red, isn't that why you're all frozen by my door." "That's not the reason but I'll try and help with your makeup fiasco." A my eyebrows quirk in confusion but I shrug off the feeling anyway as Y/n makes her way towards me, pulling up a chair next to me.

"My bad, I didn't mean to frighten you." She says, getting a wipe from her pocket and she gently places her fingers underneath my chin making me face her direction as she wipes the red from my cheek. "It's alright, why did you freeze while you stood by the door?" Her face turns red and I couldn't tell whether it was just her makeup or she was flustered. "Well, doesn't everybody freeze whenever they unexpected walk in on someone bathing or changing to be exact. "What do you mean?" Her eyes flatter onto my body and I follow her gaze to see that I was completely naked. Now it was my turn as well to be flustered as the warmth of cheeks catches Y/n's attention. "How much lipstick spread onto your cheeks, don't mind it, it's just blush."

My heart was throbbing in ways I couldn't explain, Y/n's close proximity to me and I fully unclothed body plus her bare chest which was barely even covering her breasts were driving insane. "Sophie, are you alright? Your body temperature feels like it's increasing." "What? Yeah I'm totally fine." "Are you sure? Don't forget that this is your party and you can cancel it if you'd like." The adrenaline in my veins were a clear sign that I'm not okay. I don't whether this feeling is pure lust or what but without a single thought about my next move, my lips move forward closing the gap between our lips and the feeling felt so natural once she reciprocated.

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Authors Note

One of my closest friends introduced me Mamma Mia cause it was their favourite musical (followed by hamilton) and I don't know whether it's because I love Amanda Seyfried or what but I just felt some stuff for her character so the moment my hands got onto my laptop and my mind I was filled different ideas, there was no going back.

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5-seconds-of-bucky · 3 years

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Focus

A/N: So...it's been quite some time. I started writing this back in June before my life got a little crazy and I finally got some time to finish it! To anyone who's still hanging around, thanks for reading and I'm sorry it took so long to get to you!

This will be a multi-part fic! It's looking like it's going to be 3 parts at the moment, but it could be more as I write the rest of it.

A very special thanks to @buck-nialled for beta reading this for me!! Rach's ideas were the real cherry on top to this and it wouldn't be half as good without her help! Love you, bestie!! ❤️💕

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem Avenger!Reader

Summary: Fake marriage isn't easy with anyone, but with your best friend? Try almost impossible. With the lines between platonic and romantic between you and Bucky getting blurrier by the day, that exact task makes your mission of uncovering whatever your supposed Hydra neighbors are doing slightly more difficult than it needs to be. How can you focus on your job when everything you've ever wanted is right in your hands, just not quite?

Word count: 4.4k+

Warnings: swearing, canon level violence, two idiots in love who can't get it together

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“I think that’s the last box,” Bucky sighed as he placed the cardboard box he was carrying on the living room floor. Boxes of all shapes and sizes littered the foreseeable area. The walls were bare except for a dent that likely came from the previous owners knocking a chair into one. Everything about the house signaled a fresh start.

“Alrighty then! Let us know if we can be of any more help!” your new neighbor, Bridgett, said cheerfully. With paper-white teeth, a cute dress, and subtle but perfectly done makeup, Bridgett looked like the epitome of someone who whole-heartedly embraced the ‘suburban housewife’ lifestyle. Oddly enough, she and her fiance, Adrian, didn’t have any children yet to fill out the picture.

You were surprised at first to find out that they were yet to be married--considering the types of people who tended to live in these neighborhoods--but they told you that the wedding had to be postponed for a number of reasons (to which were still unknown to you and Bucky). They had already bought the house before their original wedding date and decided that they might as well move in to it.

They happened to see you and Bucky moving boxes from a larger than normal van earlier in the day and offered to help, which you couldn’t refuse. They also just so happened to be your targets for the mission.

“Thank you so much for your help again! We would’ve been out there all night without you guys,” you chuckled. The feeling of Bucky’s arm sliding around your waist almost made you jerk away, not being used to the feeling. You instead leaned yourself into his side, remembering that you had a role to play.

“All in a day’s work.” Adrian gave you a sickeningly sweet smile, his hands on his hips. “Doesn’t hurt to be neighborly.”

“Absolutely! And let us know if you guys ever need anything too. We’d be more than happy to help.”

“Whelp, looks like we have to go,” Bridgett sighed. “Lunch with my parents and they don’t like to wait.”

“Don’t let us hold you up. Have a good time!” You and Bucky led them to the door, smiles on your faces that weren’t as genuine as they appeared to be.

“Thank you! Good luck settling in!”

Bucky closed the door once they were down the porch steps, dropping his arm from your waist quickly and making his way back to the living room. With a series of taps on his inner bicep, the camouflage technology Tony had created specifically for this mission flickered off, leaving the glinting vibranium exposed to the overhead lights. You missed the weight of it in the slightest sense, though it did feel easier to breathe without being pressed right up against your fake husband.

You and Bucky weren’t exactly the most touchy feely people. Neither of you enjoyed being on the receiving ends of hugs nor were you known for being the best cuddlers. Perhaps that’s what made you best friends, but it’s definitely what made this mission so hard.

You knew that your friendship was what made Steve decide to pair the two of you together for this specific mission. Normally, though, that exact thing was the reason you weren’t allowed to work together. The two of you had the tendency to joke around and get distracted far too often during missions and Steve eventually made the executive decision that you couldn’t be paired together anymore.

“Bucky, get your slow ass over here before I leave you behind,” you giggled into your com as you waited for your best friend to catch up. You had successfully retrieved whatever intel Fury had requested from some random Hydra base in Siberia and now had to wait for Bucky to meet you at the exit to make your escape. Steve and Sam were already out, waiting for the two of you back at the jet.

“Shut up, Y/N,” Bucky said, though you both knew he didn’t mean it. “Give me another minute. I’m almost there.”

You let out a small sigh of relief when you saw him round the corner, his eyes darting around in search of danger. A wolf whistle from you drew his attention your way, and you swear you saw some of the tension leave his body as he caught sight of you.

“There’s my favorite badass,” he said as he made his way over to you.

“Would you two stop flirting and get back already?” Sam’s voice came through the coms, causing you and Bucky to both roll your eyes.

“We’re not flirting, Sam. Just modeling what a good friendship looks like, you know, since you don’t have friends to know what that’s like,” you teased.

“Nice.” Bucky held out his hand for a high-five.

“Seriously, guys. Get back so we can get home,” Steve said seriously, though you swear you could hear a slight smile in his voice.

You and Bucky started a quick pace back to the jet, unintentionally letting your focus on your surroundings slip as you joked about whatever came to mind. You were making fun of Sam again when a Hydra agent popped out from behind a corner in front of you, throwing a knife towards your head. Had it not been for Bucky’s quick reflexes, you would’ve been good as dead. Thankfully, he managed to push you out of the way so the knife narrowly missed you and took a shot at the agent, knocking him down on the first try.

You could vaguely hear Sam and Steve’s voices shouting at you over the coms asking what happened over your heavy breathing as Bucky crouched down to make sure you were okay. You swear he’d never looked so panic stricken in his life, blue eyes wide in fear at what just happened.

“You good?”

You nodded your head, already getting up to continue on your way. Not another word was spoken as you picked up the pace back to the jet. You were met there with a distraught Sam trying to re-suit up and angry Steve yelling nonsense as he paced around with the shield in his hands.

There was a brief moment of silence when they caught sight of you before the yelling started again.

“What were you thinking, letting your guard down like that?” Steve asked angrily, latching the shield over his back. “Even worse, you didn’t tell us what happened. You seemed to have absolutely zero issues with communicating earlier. What happened?”

You quickly glanced over to Bucky, who was apparently engrossed with something on the ground. Neither of you said a word.

“Alright then, you two are done. No more working together on missions. I can’t have something like this happening again.”

You opened your mouth to protest but Steve was quick to hold his hand up to stop you. “I don’t want to hear it. I can’t trust you to stay focused around each other. This is it.”

That decision was said to be permanent, apparently. That was, until now.

It didn’t help that the definition of your relationship with Bucky had been starting to get hazy lately either. You knew your feelings were starting to become more romantic than platonic--at least more than they used to be--but as for how Bucky felt about you, you had absolutely no clue. Neither of you were the best at explaining your emotions about anything, much less your relationship.

So here you were: an undercover mission in which you had to pretend to be married to your real life best friend while trying to gain intel about whatever underground organization your next door neighbors were involved in.

“You’d think S.H.I.E.L.D would’ve mostly set up everything for us and left some stuff for us to bring in so it looked like we were just moving in,” Bucky grumbled as he stood amongst the mass of boxes in the living room. “But no, we have to unpack and set up everything for every room in this damn house.”

You walked over to join him, picking up a box labeled “plates” with a sigh. “Something to occupy our time with.”

“If they make us move this stuff out when the time comes, I’m quitting.” He grabbed a random box with no label and followed you to the kitchen, placing his box on the countertop gently.

“You’re going to quit the Avengers?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Maybe.”

“Uh huh. Sure you will.”

“My job is fighting, not moving furniture.”

“Right now, your job is to unpack that box so we can finish moving in and start the mission.” You nudged his hip with your own, opening the cabinet in front of you and putting some of the plates from your box on the bottom shelf.

With a huff, Bucky opened his box, revealing various picture frames filled with random pictures of the two of you throughout your friendship. On the top was a selfie from after one of your last missions together. You were smiling wide, Bucky’s chin resting on your shoulder. His lips were turned upwards into a slight smile, though one might miss it if they weren’t looking close enough. His eyes held a happy glint that wasn’t as obvious on the rest of his face. That same picture also happened to be the wallpaper on the homescreen of his phone (not that anyone except him knew about it, though).

“I’ll get to that later,” he muttered under his breath, already moving the box to the edge of the counter to make room for another one.

“Hmm?”

“Just some pictures of us. We can hang them up later.”

“In that case, you’re in charge of organizing the utensil drawer.” You pushed the box of silverware towards him and went back to the living room to grab another.

“There’s like six different sized spoons in here. Who needs so many spoons?” Bucky groaned, leaning his head against the cabinet.

“Married couples who have their lives together.” You gave him a knowing look and plopped a box down on the counter, the clatter of whatever was in it making you both wince.

“Sure looks like this married couple has their life together, huh?”

“Shut up.”

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“Buck?” you yelled from the doorway of the master bedroom.

“Yeah?” He stepped out of the bathroom, his toothbrush still hanging out of his mouth.

“Is there a bed in the guest bedroom, or is this it?” You gestured through the doorway to the single king size bed sitting in the room.

He motioned for you to give him a moment, going back into the bathroom to rinse out his mouth. “You didn’t check earlier?”

“No, I wasn’t thinking about it.”

Bucky opened the door across from the bathroom, seeing that it was completely bare of any furniture. “Nothing in here.”

Uncertainty flashed across your face. “Oh . . . uh, okay.” Your eyes searched the floor, hoping that it would somehow hold an answer for your issue. “I’ll take the couch then.”

“What? No! I’ll take the couch,” he insisted.

You sent him a glare. “You’re way too big for the couch. You’ll kill your back on that thing.”

“Like it will be any better for you.”

“I’m not letting you sleep on that couch, Bucky.”

“And I’m not letting you sleep on it either, Y/N.”

“Then I’ll sleep on the floor.”

“You won’t sleep on the floor either!” He threw his hands up with an exasperated huff. “We can just share the damn bed.”

“Are you sure?” He could hear the hesitation in your voice.

“Look, doll. If you don’t want to share because of me, I get it. But if that’s the case, let me take the couch. You shouldn’t have to take the couch cause you’re scared about your safety.”

Your eyes widened at his words. “No, no, no! I didn’t mean it like that! I just didn’t want you to be uncomfortable.”

“The bed’s big enough. I think we’ll be able to deal with it for the next few months.” A warm feeling bubbled up inside of you when he sent a reassuring smile.

You started the night with plenty of space between each other. By morning though, the gap was a little smaller.

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“So, Y/N, how long have you been with your husband?”

The group of women in Bridgett’s living room seemed to be much more interested in your personal life than the book they were supposed to have read that month. Apparently, “book club” was just an excuse for the neighborhood ladies to get together and gossip.

“We dated for three years and have been married for almost two, so five total.” You plastered a fake smile across your face, twisting the fake diamond ring on your left hand.

“He is a catch!” one of the ladies, Charlotte, raved. “I saw him working on his motorcycle this morning and I have to say, those biceps are definitely easy on the eyes.”

“I got very lucky,” you giggled.

“What do you two do for a living?”

“I’m a freelance copy editor and Bucky works in marketing.” Your “jobs” would allow you to work from home and keep your cover.

The (only slightly invasive) questions continued and you provided all the fake answers you had curated months in advance. You quickly found that it wasn’t too hard to get a read on the ladies; they were all basically the same anyways: nosy and ready to gossip about anything.

That might be helpful later.

They seemed satisfied with what they’d figured out about you once the time came for “book club” to end. You collected your things, keeping that fake smile plastered on as you said goodbye to everyone.

After everyone left, you asked Bridgett if she needed any help cleaning up. She took a moment to think about it, decidedly telling you that you didn’t need to worry about it; she had it covered.

“Are you sure? You know I don’t mind.” If you wanted this mission to go well, you needed to build a relationship with her. The sooner the better.

“I’ll be alright,” she reassured you. “Besides, you need to go back home to that husband of yours. I think Charlotte might try to take a stab at him before you get back.”

You laughed and bid her goodbye, surprised to find that very sight when you stepped out onto Bridgett’s front porch. Bucky was sitting next to his bike, shirtless, as Charlotte was saying something from the end of the driveway. His metal arm, camouflaged by Tony’s technology, fiddled with one of the rags he used to clean the bike.

You felt a surge of jealousy course through your body for a second. Your eyes narrowed when Bucky laughed at something Charlotte said and your feet were carrying you across Bridgett’s yard to your own before you could consciously make the decision yourself.

The sound of your footsteps on the pavement brought Bucky’s attention from the conversation over to you. He smiled at your presence leaning back on his hands with a charming look on his face. “Hey, pretty girl.”

“Hey, babe.” You pressed a kiss to the top of his head once you finally reached him, a hand coming up to run through his hair. You felt him relax a bit and saw Charlotte look visibility more uncomfortable than she had a few seconds ago. “How’s the bike coming along?”

“It’s coming along good.” He grabbed your hand off the top of his head and interlaced his fingers with yours. “I was just taking a quick break to talk to Charlotte here.”

It’s all just pretend.

“Well I hate to break up the fun but we need to get ready for dinner. Sam and Nat will be here in about thirty minutes.”

“Shoot, I forgot about that! Sorry, Charlotte. I’ll have to talk to you later.” He gripped your hand tighter to pull himself up.

“Alright. You two have a good night.” Neither of you missed her obvious disappointment as she watched you.

“Bye Charlotte.” You tugged Bucky’s arm towards the house, wanting to go in so you could start dinner. Sam and Nat were actually coming over soon to go over the information gathered so far and you were sure they wouldn’t want to wait very long to eat.

“Great job playing the role of jealous wife,” Bucky chuckled once you were in the house as he closed the door behind you.

You were playing a role because it’s your job. That’s it, right?

“Haha, yeah.” He seemed to miss the lack of humor in your voice, which you were grateful for.

“You said Sam and Nat are coming over in thirty?”

“Yup.”

He nodded his head before giving your shoulder a squeeze. “Then I better go take a shower.”

Yeah, just playing the role.

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“So what made you guys want to move here?” Adrian asked, a beer bottle in his hand and his other arm wrapped around his fianceé. He and Bridgett had invited you and Bucky over for drinks and you couldn’t think of a more perfect opportunity to get closer to your targets.

“Seemed like a cozy neighborhood,” Bucky replied. “Nice people, reasonably priced houses. It was pretty much everything we were looking for.”

“I’m glad we got stuck with you as neighbors. The people who lived there before you were the absolute worst. I think they were trying to get us to move out before they decided to sell,” Bridgett laughed.

“Really? They seemed like nice people when we were buying the house.” You suddenly became aware of just how far apart you and Bucky were sitting compared to the couple across the table. You scooted to the far side of your seat and leaned on the armrest, subtly trying to get closer to your “husband.”

Bucky glanced over at your movements, almost confused before he remembered, oh yeah, the mission. “Yeah, they were super sweet.”

“I think we talked to them like three times around when we bought the house and they were super passive aggressive,” Adrian laughed. “I think it was the fact that we aren’t married yet that upset them. Old people with outdated opinions. Who'd've thought?”

You snickered at that, quickly covering it up with a cough when Bucky sent you an annoyed glare.

“We’ll do our best to not be passive aggressive and I’m assuming our opinions aren’t outdated, but, if they are, we’ll keep them to ourselves.” You made a point to look at Bucky during the last part with a playful smirk. “And as long as you don’t piss off Bucky, I promise he wont crush you with his biceps.”

The whole table laughed at the (not so) joke. The thought of throwing his arm over the back of your chair crossed Bucky’s mind and he almost did it, but the fear that you would stiffen up at his touch scared him too much to do it.

“Well, what made you guys decide to move here?”

“Pretty much the same as you,” Adrian responded. “Cheap enough, good place to raise kids . . .”

You zoned out as he droned on, focusing instead on Bridgett, who seemed to be consumed with her phone. She didn’t even notice your stare, furrowing her eyebrows at whatever message she was reading.

“It just seemed like the right place for us,” he finished.

“And, not to mention, every other place we checked out,” she nudged Adrian and subtly tilted her phone towards him, “was either too expensive or not our style. I guess we could’ve built a house but we wanted to save for the wedding. It’s so expensive!”

“Oh tell me about it!” Bucky joined in, surprising you. “You mention the thing you’re buying is for a wedding and all of a sudden it costs three times more.”

The two of them spent 45 minutes talking about wedding planning (you had no idea Bucky had so much knowledge on the topic to begin with) with an interjection from Adrian and yourself every once and awhile.

Needless to say, you weren’t all that surprised when a wedding invitation showed up in your mailbox the next day.

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As could be expected with two (alleged) head Hydra agents, the venue was decked out to the nines. No detail had been overlooked. From the bridesmaids’ bouquets to the music the DJ was playing, it was--as cliche as it is--perfect.

You were currently sitting down, resting your feet as you scanned your eyes over the crowd on the dancefloor. You were trying to enjoy yourself in between talking to potential accomplices and hydra agents, but after a few hours your feet were killing and your social battery was drained.

Bucky, who was also supposed to be talking to people and gathering information, stared at you from across the room. Leaned against the wall, arms crossed with his shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows and that frown that seemed to always take over his resting face, he was probably doing the exact opposite and keeping people away, but he couldn’t care less. He could tell you were tired--the way your usually strict posture was slowly wearing away by the hour gave it away--but he wasn’t ready to leave the party when he hadn’t had the chance to truly enjoy it with you.

“May I have this dance?” The sound of Bucky’s voice behind you made you jump, your posture snapping up when you felt his hand land on your shoulder.

You gave him a skeptical look. “Why would you want that?”

“First of all, you know why.” He knelt down to unbuckle your heels and take them off your feet. “Second, I want to dance with you and you look too gorgeous not to be taken onto the dancefloor. Is that such a crime?”

“Perhaps not.” A soft smile crossed your face.

He stood up and offered his hand, a smile mirroring yours spreading across his lips. You took it gently, allowing him to help you up and wrap an arm around your waist as he led you to the dancefloor. Even as he walked around the edge of the crowded dance floor to find a spot for the two of you, his eyes never left you for more than a second.

“I’ve felt you staring at me all night. What’s up with that?” you teased as you wrapped your arms around his neck, his other hand coming down to your waist to pull you in closer.

“You look absolutely stunning in that dress, my dear.”

Heat rushed to your cheeks at his words. “Oh stop it.”

“What? I can’t tell my best friend that she looks gorgeous?”

You didn’t respond, instead burying your face into his shoulder and pushing yourself tighter into him. The line between platonic and romantic had never been blurrier but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. All that mattered in that moment was that you were close to Bucky, and you were loving it.

Bucky himself was fighting a grin. If it had been anyone else in the world being this touchy with him, he would’ve shoved them off and stalked away way earlier. But with you, he felt himself wanting to get even closer and never let go.

He moved his gaze from you for a second to check your surroundings. You could never be too careful around Hydra, right? His gaze fell over to the bride, catching her not so subtly staring at the two of you with a strange look. His eyebrows furrowed. What could she want?

You felt Bucky tense against you. You tried to pull back, assuming your being so close was making him uncomfortable, but he kept you locked in his embrace. A glance up to his face and seeing him looking at something across the room made you realize that something else was up. A squeeze to his shoulder had him looking back at you.

“Bridgett’s staring at us,” he mumbled.

You scrunched your face in confusion. You knew better than to turn around--it would make you look suspicious. A glance to your right told you exactly what was going on, though.

“Bucky!” you hissed. “Your arm!”

He looked at you, confused.

“The camouflage is off!” The exposed black and gold plates looked very different from the regular skin tone camouflage Tony had programmed into them before the mission started. Bucky’s eyes widened, panic setting in on his face once he processed your words.

You grabbed his arm, pulling it in between your bodies to hide it from the rest of the room. Bucky kept his eyes on the crowd to make sure no one saw your position and caught suspicion. Meanwhile, you searched his arm for the plate you could pull off and mess with the coding.

“Where’s that damn plate?” you muttered to yourself. Tony showed you how to locate the plate and put in a code to bring the camouflage back in case it glitched out like this but with every plate looking the exact same, it wasn’t the easiest thing to find.

You felt Bucky’s hand slide over your hip, his fingers drumming softly on the material of your dress. “Sway with me so we look like we’re dancing.” He pulled you slightly closer and started swaying side to side.

“You’re not making this any easier.”

“Just hurry up!”

“I’m trying!”

You finally found the plate, flipping it up and doing exactly as Tony had told you to fix the glitch and turn the camouflage back on. You let out a sigh when a flesh color started flickering over the black plates. Crisis averted.

Bucky pressed a kiss to the crown of your head. You froze. That was . . . different? New? Not completely hated?

“Thank you,” he muttered, lips still against your head.

“Uhh, yeah, yeah . . . no problem.” You were staring holes through his chest as your brain short circuited.

“Shit, Bridgett’s staring at us.”

“She’s what!?” You tried to pry yourself from Bucky, as if your position was compromising, but his arm held you close. “Why would she be staring--”

You were cut off by Bucky’s lips on yours. Your body went stiff at first, surprised by the contact. Your lips were moving against his before your brain could tell you yes or no. His other arm wrapped around your waist as yours wrapped around his neck.

He pulled away, letting his forehead rest against yours and quickly pecking your lips. His eyes left yours to glance towards Bridgett. The sigh and the smile on his face told you that your distraction was successful.

“Good job playing along,” he chuckled.

You giggled in response, though your smile didn’t quite reach your eyes. The mission. It was just for the mission. “You can always count on me.”

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theglitterypages · 3 years

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Title: Secret Life of Levi Ackerman Part 2

Read Part 1 here👇🏻👇🏻

Pairings: Levi x fem! Reader

Summary: Levi revealed that he has a wife and they took his squad in his home so they could rest but as they prepared themselves to leave there's a news...is it a good one or a bad one?

Warning: A little bit of 18+

Word Count: 1000+

A/N: There will be errors ahead so bear with me guys, I will edit it soon once I have the time.

Ps: Photo not mine. Original Link for the photo👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

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It's already night and Levi already told the teens to sleep on the extra rooms, fortunately there are two extra rooms, the girls slept together and the boys are in one room. When Levi entered the room he immediately locked it, you were sat on the bed while a book is in your hands, you looked up at him with a small smile before closing the book and placing it on the table nearby.

“Let's sleep, love.” you whispered at him as you pat your lap, Levi immediately knew what to do then, he rested his head on your lap while you comb his hair gently using your fingers. “I miss you.” he whispered with his eyes closed, he stopped your hand from combing his hair, he kissed the back of it before he opened his eyes. “I love you, sorry if this marriage seems unfair to you.” he caressed your knuckles gently, his eyes still fixated on yours.

Levi can be an insecure man, and at this moment he's insecure that he couldn't stay with his wife but he knew he has duties that's why he's also doing his best to fight and eliminate the titans because once this war is finished he can finally rest with you, be a man who stays beside his wife.

“Levi can you please stop saying sorry? I wanted this marriage because I love you.”

“I love you more.”

He sat up and pressed his forehead on yours as he cupped your face, “No matter where I go, I would always come back to you. You will always be my home and my rest.” you melted in his touch, your eyes are closed as you feel his breath fanning on your face.

And in one swift movement his lips crashed against yours, it was a gentle kiss, Levi's arm went around you as he leaned you into the pillows, gently laying you down as he settled himself on top of you.

You moaned softly and he smiled against your lips, when it was time to pull away to breathe, he was smirking down at you. “You would have to stay quiet my love, we can't let the kids head what's going on.” he took off his clothes before he started removing yours.

And when he was done he attacked your lips once more as his hands traveled all over your body.

Two became one again on that night.

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“Thank you for letting us stay, I just want to tell you that we loved your food.” Hanji complimented as she pulled you into a hug, “We really want to spend more time in here but we have to go, take care.” she whispered before pulling away from you, “Thanks Hanji, please watch Levi for me too. Make sure that there are no girls around.” you joked and Hanji laughed as she clutched onto her stomach.

“Don't worry, girls are too scared of him to flirt with him and it's obvious that he's so in love with you, no need to panic Mrs. Ackerman.” she smirked.

Your eyes settled then at the teens smiling at you, “Please come back here too if you guys have free time. I'd love to cook for you guys especially you, Armin.” Armin's eyes shot up and he blushed immediately, you don't have any idea why you're fond of the teen that fast but maybe it is because he looks like a baby, Levi suddenly cleared his throat as he snaked his arms around your waist. “You've been silently screaming my names last night and here you are acting all lovely in front of the kids, damn...I love you.” he whispered as he pressed a kiss on your temple.

“Thank you Miss YN.” the teens said in unison.

You faced Levi and combed his hair using your fingers, “No matter what happens, come home to me...alright?” He smiled and nodded as he held your hand tightly, “I would always come home, I promise.” that was all that you need to hear, you stood on your toes and kissed his cheek, wanting to keep it innocent in front of the kids.

“We'll be waiting for you. Take care, my love.”

Levi immediately frowned, confusion was evident in his face as he heard you, “We? W-what do you...what do you mean?” he whispered underneath his breath as he held your hand tighter, you looked down at your hands with a smile, you caress his rough hand before looking up back at him.

“I'm pregnant.”

It was loud enough for everyone to hear and Jean, Connie, Eren, Mikasa and Armin was in complete awe when Levi froze in his position before his knees slowly gave up, it was a good thing that you were holding Levi's hands or else it would've been a bad fall.

“I—I don't...damn y-you're pregnant? I—I will be a father...wait..wait..love is this...is this a joke?”

You laughed out loud and cupped his face before leaning in to kiss him on his lips quickly, “I'm pregnant and yes, you're a father now, Captain Levi.” Levi's heart rate sped up as realization hits him, he chuckled to himself before standing up, he wrapped his arms arouns you and lifted you off the ground.

“Thank you, you don't know what I'm feeling right now. I love you so much.”

You tapped his shoulder as you giggled, “Lev, there are kids and you guys should go.” Levi put you down and he gently kissed your forehead, he couldn't find the words to say how thankful he is right now, he's happy, actually, saying that he's happy is an understatement, before he met you he never thought that he could be a father but now, what seems impossible to him became possible because of you.

“I can't leave my pregnant wife alone.” he whispered.

“I'm sorry to tell you this but your wife is a skilled fighter too and I can handle myself Lev, these kids need you. You can come home this weekend, our baby and I can wait. But now, you gotta go. This is why I didn't tell you last night, I knew you so damn well that I could predict what's going on in that head.” Levi looked down before flicking his eyes towards the squad. Hanji just gave him a thumbs up, telling him that she's ready to accept whatever his decision would be.

And when his gaze landed back at you he smiled, “I will be home, I promise.” he knelt down and kissed your tummy before whispering, “Unborn brat, don't give your mother a hard time. I will be home by the weekend so wait patiently and don't stress my dear wife.” You giggled as you ran your hand through his hair.

“Lev, you gotta go.”

“Fine...I'll talk to Erwin and asked him if I can have more time to stay here.”

“No, it's fine. Save those day offs once my due is near that is when I would need you most but for now...you can go.” you kissed him again before hugging him tight, “When things get hard just think of me, I would always have your back, my love.” Levi wrapped his arms around you as he sighed in contentment, this is peace for him, having you in his arms is his peace.

A small smile made its way across Mikasa's lips as she stared at you and Levi, you two seemed to be an interesting pair, one is impatient while the other one is too serious but despite of all those obvious differences you and Levi looks so in love, she would want to find someone who can be with her like this.

Hanji smiled at the sight, this is a side of Levi that she never expected to witness yet it's refreshing to see, this scenario is breathe of fresh air and seeing you and Levi smile is somehow comforting because she can see that amidst of the war there's hope coming.

“I love you, wait for me.”

“I will, take care my love.”

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murder-senpai · 4 years

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F A N F I C T I O N

Oh, hello there!! My name is Murder-senpai! I’m new here to tumblr sooooo don’t mind me being awkward n’ stuff. So this is gonna be like, what fandoms and characters I write for sOoooOoOo

AU’s and other stuff I’ll do: ABO, genderbend, hanahaki, soulmate, supernatural/power, soft yandere/ stockholm syndrome, coffee shop, modern, fantasy, baby/kid versions of characters, babysitter, neko, inu, kitsune, post apocalyptic, zombie, flower shop, book store, dragon, fairy tale, high school/college, mafia, pregnant, steampunk, merpeople, pirate, pirate/merperson, prison, reincarnation, famous, vampire, werewolf

There is more shit I’ll do but I can’t really think anymore so just request

(reader insert crap)

I will NOT do nsfw. This is a christian minecraft sever

You CAN request multiple character/poly and platonic stuff

If your not specific, I will choose between headcanons or a fic/drabble

If you request angst, I will give it a fluffy ending unless requested otherwise

Please be specific in your request ex: reader gender (fem, male, gender neutral)

Edit: I will now take character x character, character + character platonic stuff, aus (like, medevil bnha, or a story about friendship or enemies to friends or adoption, anything really), and stuff like that

Current hyperfixation (aka, what I will probably write better for/ do more): dream smp

Will probably put the scenario in a non specific arc

Fairy Tail:

Natsu

Gray

Loke/leo

Laxus

Sting

Rouge

Gajeel

Zeref

Jellal

Jackal

Lucy

Levy

Juvia

Guildarts

Freed

Erza

DBH:

Connor

Hank

Markus

Gavin

nines

ATLA:

Aang

Zuko

Sokka

Katara

Toph

mai

ty lee

azula

BNHA:

Izuku

Katsuki

Shouto

Denki

Eijiro

Tenya

Toshinori

Shouta

hizashi

fumikage

neito

mirio

takami

hitoshi

inasa

Enji

keigo

rumi

momo

mina

ochaco

dabi

shigaraki

overhaul

sir nighteye

kurogiri

toga

twice

Inuyasha:

Inuyahsa

kagome

naraku

miroku

koga

sesshomaru

sango

BNA:

michiru

shirou

nazuna

alan

marie

pinga

Sherlock:

Sherlock

john

moriarty

mycroft

greg

molly

Harry potter:

harry

ron

hermione

draco

cedric

Black Butler:

ciel

sebastian

bard

finny

ash

claude

alois

triplets

william

grell

ronald

undertaker

joker

dagger

agni

soma

pluto

beast

lizzy

mey-rin

ran-mao

edward

aleistar

vincent

real ciel (I refer to him as astre tho)

snake

charles grey

charles phipps

gregory

cheslock

joanne

maurice

herman

clayton

lawrance

mcmillan

edgar

blavat

seiglinde

MLB:

Marinette/ladybug

adrien/chat noir

gabriel/hawkmoth

nathaniel

marc

luka

alya

nino

felix

bridgette

chloe

TPN:

emma

ray

norman

don

gilda

leslie

Undertale:

sans

papyrus

frisk

toriel

chara

asriel

asgore

grillby

gaster

mettaton

blooky

AU’s- underfell, mafiatale, mafiafell, underswap, swapfell

Beastars:

legoshi

haru

louis

juno

gouhin

melon

Gravity falls:

dipper

mable

ford

wendy

robbie

bill

AU-reverse falls, monster falls

SVTFOE:

star

marco

tom

toffee

Hazbin:

alastor

angle dust

charlie

husk

vaggie

lucifer

val

vox

Pokemon:

Gladion

ash

clemont

serena

james

jesse

zeraora

lucario

mewtwo

zacian

zamazenta

literally any pokemon but those are my fave(and human versions ofc either is fine)

guzma

kukui

alain

lysandre

bede

hop

leon

milo

allister

raihan

marnie

piers

ACNH:

tom nook

raymond

lobo

kabuki

lolly

marshal

Isabelle

redd

fang

Avengers:

tony

steve

bucky

clint

natasha

dr. strange

thor

loki

peter

Voltron:

lance

keith

shiro

hunk

lotor

pidge

Aggretsuko:

tadano

haida

hyoudou

The hobbit:

literally JUST smaug

MLP:

twilight

pinkie

apple jack

rainbow

fluttershy

rarity

discord

Maid sama:

takumi

misaki

shoichiro

the three idiots

aoi (totaly gives off a ciel/lizzy vibe don’t even lie)

sotaro

tora

kanade

kuga

koma

yujiro

shosei

Naruto:

naruto

sauske

kakashi

itachi

gaara

neji

shikamaru

kurama

kiba

OHSHC:

tamaki

haruhi

hikaru

karou

both twins

kyoya

hunny

mori

kasanoda

nekosawa

Cells at work:

white blood cell

red blood cell

killer t cell

Little witch academia:

atsuko

diana

sucy

lotte

amanda

andrew

louis

frank

Pucca:

pucca

garu

tobe

abyo

Glitter force:

emily/Miyuki

kelsey/Akane

lily/Yayoi

april/Nao

chole/Reika

ulric/wolfrun

rascal

Glitter force doki doki:

ira

maya/Mana

rachel/Rikka

clara/Alice

mackenzie/Makoto

TMNT(2012):

leonardo

raphael

michelangelo

donatello

splinter

april

ROTG:

aster bunnymund

north

pitch

sandy

jack

tooth

Soul eater:

death the kid

soul

black star

maka

stein

Aot:

levi

eren

armin

mikasa

jean

erwin

IT(2017):

pennywise

richie

beverly

eddie

stanley

ben

bill

henry

patrick

victor

belch

bowers gang

losers club

kamisama kiss:

nanami

tomoe

mizkui

kurama

otohiku

mikage

jiro

The outsiders:

dallas

darry

ponyboy

johnny

two-bit

steve

soda

Diabolik lovers:

shu

reiji

ayato

laito

kanato

subaru

yui

karlheinz

kou

azuza

carla

ruki

richter

yuma

shin

Hamilton:

alex

john

king george

george washington

lafayette

hercules

philip

aaron

thomas

Venom(2018):

eddie/venom

Tokyo mew mew:

ichigo

zakuro

tart

pie

Kisshu

Fran bow

Fran

remor

itward

mr. midnight

Steven universe

steven

connie

pearl

amethyst

larz

sadie

garnet

lapiz

peridot

spinel

Haven't you heard i'm sakamoto

sakamota

Shou

Gargantia on the verdurous planet

ledo

amy

Animaniacs

yakko

wakko

dot

Over the garden wall

wirt

beast

Sonic

sonic

tails

knuckles

amy

shadow

Snow white with the red hair

Shirayuki

zen

obi

The sacrificial princess and the king of beasts(manga)

Leonhart

Sariphi

Lanteveldt

Anubis/Sirius

Jormungand

Fenrir

Nir

Joz

Ilya

Beetlejuice(musical)

beetlejuice

lydia

Creepypasta

Jeff the killer

slenderman

offenderman

trenderman

splenderman

ticci toby

masky

hoodie

BEN drowned

eyeless jack

laughing jack

homicidal liu

zalgo

clockwork

Jason the toymaker

puppeteer

Yu-gi-oh

Seto Kaiba

FNAF

Freddy

bonnie

chica

foxy

golden freddy

toy freddy

toy bonnie

toy chica

mangle (male and female ver pls specify)

marionette ^

springtrap

william afton/ purple guy

baby

funtime freddy

ennard

nightmare freddy

nightmare bonnie

nightmare chica

nightmare foxy

nightmare mangle

fredbear

nightmare fredbear

Cuphead

cuphead

mugman

devil

king dice

Bendy and the ink machine

bendy

boris

alice

Duck tales

Scrooge (aged down tho)

webby

della

donald

louie

dewey

huey

launchpad

lena

Dream smp

everyone (all platonic. Will do reader stuff, but would prefer more character +character interactions, specifically, SBI. PLSSS give me sbi stuff, ill marry you)

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annebaby · 9 months

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National Anthem ♡ (pt. 2)

hello everybody! this is part two of my very first fic ever! thank you all for all the love. i hope you enjoy ☻

warnings: toxic snow, suggestiveness (not smut!), fem!reader x young!coriolanus snow, use of Y/N, annnnd that's it for this chapter!

i still have another chapter to post, but i am pretty sure that will be the last one!

enjoy!

The day of the gala was, well, completely frantic. You saw your father for the first time out of his office in a long time, hurriedly grabbing some breakfast before heading to his fitting. Your fitting was soon, so you scarfed down a bagel your cook had made, as well as a small cup of coffee before heading upstairs.

As the President’s family, you had unlimited private helpers in every field. Your seamstress, Kali, was the best of the best. You and her had become decently close, speaking about all the academy drama whilst you would get fitted in your dresses.

It was nearing 11am now, so Kali was sure to arrive in the next thirty minutes. She would just be taking the dress and changing anything you weren’t sure about, or changing things to accentuate your body. You had some risqué ideas about this gala in particular. Coriolanus picking you up certainly amped up the need to be absolutely flawless.

Kali arrives shortly after your shower, wanting to get started as fast as possible.

“This is the dress I chose for tonight, Kali. I really love it - what do you think? Think all the boys are gonna swarm me?” You laugh as you hand the hanger over to the woman.

“Oh darling. You are going to be in all of Panem’s minds after this dress. I already know what we’re going to do. Put the damn thing on!”

You quickly strip out of your clothing, slipping the dress on little by little as you go. It fits fine in most parts, the straps being a little too big and the bottom being a little long and loose around your butt. You stand on a small platform in your room, looking in a full body mirror as Kali starts to hem the bottom slightly. You have ladies working on your hair at the same time.

“I think we’re gonna keep a train on the dress, Y/N. You’re old enough now, you can be a little more mature don’t you think? Oh! We’re also going to lower the neckline a tad. Maybe find you a husband before the night is over,” Kali jokes.

Secretly, you’ve been waiting for the moment you could start being more seductive with your clothing. It made you feel different, more daring. You watched as she so carefully trimmed the hem of the dress, leaving a small train on the red dress. She then pulls the dress to the side of your hips, showing how much fabric was left. She took it in, making sure to highlight your bottom as best as possible.

Finally, your hair was finished. Just on time for Kali to come to the front of the dress and work on the neckline. Your hair was in a slick back low style, the top pieces being slick but the bottom half of your hair flowing freely in elegant curls.

As you admired the now tailored dress, Kali stepped in front of you to alter the front. The now sweet and dainty neckline was soon to be plunging almost down to your abdomen. Your stomach twisted and turned at the idea of people seeing this much of you, but you were equally as excited. You were finally able to dress like a woman.

Kali did her magic on your dress, making you look the best you had ever looked for a gala. By the time she was done, it was nearly three pm. All that was left to do was makeup, then you would be picked up by Coriolanus.

You sat down, letting the artists do their job while you let yourself get lost in thought. The thoughts were mostly about Coriolanus, but nobody needed to know that. You anticipated the look on Bridgette’s face when you arrived with Coriolanus on your side. You simply could not wait to see her reaction. You look up in the mirror, smiling at how pretty you felt. Maybe, just maybe, pretty enough for Coriolanus to see you in a different light.

Four-thirty pm. There was simply no way this was about to happen. Were you to sit in the front seat with him? Back seat? Who knows. You were prepared to do whatever he told you, eager to see if he would say anything else about his eagerness to drive you. Surely not.

Quickly finishing the last details of your makeup, your makeup helper smiles and thanks you before heading out. Kali gives you a motherly kiss on the cheek, telling you to ‘go get ‘em tiger.’ You smile sweetly, appreciating her support and love. You add on some dark red gloves, reaching all the way to your elbows, bringing out the red in your dress even more. You add on your bracelets, some of the most expensive in all of Panem.

Looking at yourself one last time, you run your hands down your body and smile. You look stunning, so sharp that not even a knife could compete. You’re definitely going to be the talk of the Capitol, but you cared more about how Coriolanus would act.

Your father yells throughout the house, signaling for you to meet him in the lobby, ready to go. You grab your bag, and slowly exit your bedroom. Taking deep breaths, you descend down the staircase slowly, noting that Coriolanus is not here yet. Releasing your anxious breath, you reach the bottom of the stairs and blankly smile at your father. He doesn’t say a word, just looks you over and mouths a quiet ‘perfect’ before turning and heading into another room.

You frown out of disappointment, hoping your father would maybe tell you that you were pretty, or say something dad-like. Just for once, you wished. He returns back into the foyer, fiddling with his hair and practicing his presidential speech.

“Your ride should be outside by now. You shouldn’t keep him waiting, it’s not ladylike,” he says, not looking at you.

Your breath hitches as you immediately turn towards the front door, a black SUV now waiting outside. You turn back to your father before walking out the door. The cold air hits you like a ton of bricks, feeling cold enough to start spitting snow any minute. Using the handrails, you slowly start to walk down the porch steps before your attention is suddenly diverted. Out steps Coriolanus, handsome as ever. Actually? The most handsome you had ever seen him. His white blonde hair slicked back perfectly, his icy blue eyes shining due to the contrast. He’s walking towards you, ready to grab your hand to help you down. Then, you realize something - his outfit.

His outfit was none other than a perfect match of red to your dress. The two articles of clothing could have been purchased together. His dark red suit jacket paired with black pants and a black dress shirt. You slightly looked up to the sky and said a silent prayer for yourself. He takes your hand in his, lifting it upwards to elegantly kiss it. His eyes didn’t break from yours once. You smile and curtsy slightly before he walks you to the car. He opens the passenger door of the car and helps you inside before heading to the driver's side himself. He gets in quickly, slamming the door shut aggressively. You jump, clearly started before he leans over to you.

“We need to talk. And I have to make it fast before we get there. We’re going to go slow, and take the long way to the venue. Is that okay, darling?”

Darling? What was going on? Your eyes were wide, mouth open.

“Yeah, that’s fine I guess,” you stammer out. What were you supposed to say? He smiles and puts the vehicle in gear before slowly taking off.

“You must be wondering why I’ve been acting this way, wanting to drive you, unnecessarily charming you, the list goes on I’m sure.” He pauses, looking at you with raised eyebrows before continuing.

“But before I continue, I need you to be honest with me for a second. We’ve never spoken before but I know you admire me, correct?”

You are stunned at this point. Your heart was pounding, stomach swirling, and your eyes were looking all over his face. You noticed how he was relatively calm, yet it seemed like he was on the brink of going wild.

“I- I wouldn’t say adm-“ he cuts you off sharply, laughing.

“That’s all I need to know.” His laugh slowly dying out, he pulls into an empty lot, secluded from everything else. You look around frantically, not knowing if you should feel safe with him, or be utterly terrified.

“I just need to try something before I can trust you. Can you trust me?” He puts the car in park and looks at you, sincereness in his eyes. You nod your head yes, not being able to get any words out at all.

He nods his head back, before unbuckling his seatbelt and slowly leaning in. His lips brush against yours for just a second, before he grabs the back of your head and pushes you into him. You don’t know why, but something about this feels sinister. Sinister, but so right. His tongue brushes against your lips, immediately you open your mouth letting him in. He’s grabbing your hair with one hand and stroking your face with the other as the kiss gets deeper and more passionate.

Fireworks are going off all over your body, a needing feeling bubbling in the most private of places. You place your hands around his neck, slightly digging your nails in. He breaths out in the kiss, smiling and breaking it for just a second. He gives you a peck of the lips before fully releasing you, staring straight into your eyes.

“I just needed to see if what I was feeling was real. It certainly is.” Your foreheads are touching, the tension of the moment so thick, it could be sliced with a knife.

“I’m not sure what you mean, Mr. Snow.”

He returns back to his seat fully, before buckling his seatbelt. He eyes you over one last time before returning the route to the venue.

“I’m not sure I know what I mean either, darling. But we’ll discuss that later. You look absolutely stunning tonight, did you know?”

He uses one hand to turn the vehicle, the other grabbing onto your hand closest to him. It seems as if nothing had just happened, you hoped he wasn’t regretting it. You sure weren’t.

You looked down at your hands interlocked, slightly overwhelmed with everything. You were confused, to say the least.

“Thank you, but I - what just happened Coriolanus?” You stuttered in your sentence, mentally cursing yourself for showing vulnerability. His grasp tightened on your hand slightly, a smile breaking free from his stoic expression.

“You, Ms. Y/N, have had way too much of an effect on me. I need that to be contained, and I need it to be mine. I need you to be mine. But for now, it’ll just be for the gala. I need you to make sure you’re mine tonight specifically. At the end of the night, we can discuss.”

His answer only confused you more. Your face twisted with confusion as you looked out your window.

“Just enter with me, save a few dances with me, and converse with me some. Just do how a couple would normally do,” he says, casually.

You turn back to face him, noticing his slight smile turn more upwards. He seems… truthful.

“Why, alright then.” You continue to stare at him as you wrap your brain around what he could really be scheming.

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spencessmile · 4 years

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Touch

Pairing - Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Summary - Spencer’s lack of human touch really bothers you so you decided to confront him about it.

Warnings - None

Word Count - 663 words

And all imagines/fanfics/blurbs are written solely by me so please don't steal my work and/or post it without my consent.

Feedback and Comments are welcome. Happy reading!

A/N - The number of tears I cried while writing the ending of this, was unhealthy.

Requests are CLOSED!

“A handshake transfers almost twice as many germs. You would have a better chance of hugging a sick person and not catching their flu then you would be shaking someone’s hand,” Reid states, pouring his coffee.

“That doesn’t mean you lose all physical contact with people just because you're scared of germs. Between you the two of us, you probably have 1,000 and I have 1,000 so that’s about 2,000 in total.”

“There’s been a recent study that indicates 80 million germs are passed when you kiss someone whereas shaking hands with someone passes anywhere from 100 to 200 million.”

You sigh as you notice the team gathered around Morgan’s desk, watching you and Reid argue back and forth about germs.

“The only thing about the world we live in now is that everyone is relying more on technology. It’s making it harder for everyone to understand the importance of physical touch and having that connection.”

“I don’t engage in any sort of technology,” Spencer turns to walk away but you step in front of him. “You already know that,” You grab his cup and put it down. “What are you doing?” He takes a few steps back.

“Since you have the answer to everything, tell me something Dr. Reid,” He folds his arms in front of his chest. “If you don’t connect through technology or human touch, then how do you connect?” You look over Reid’s shoulder and see Morgan smirking. “People should be more affectionate with each other. It’s how we show that we appreciate and admire the people in our lives.”

You grab his hand and lace your fingers with his. You move closer and your lips are almost touching when you move further to his right. You close your eyes as your lips touch his cheek. “For others, it’s their way of expressing their love for someone,” You mumble.

The team's eyes dart between each other. Spencer’s hand was shaking as you let go of it.

“Why in the world would anyone want to deny themselves the warmth of another person who is simply giving them a hug?” Spencer steps back, his eyes darting between you and the floor. You step forward and wrap your arms around Spencer’s torso and give him a hug. Over your shoulder, Reid can see Morgan and Prentiss giving him a thumbs up. “Why wouldn’t you want someone to be this close?”

You could tell Spencer was tense, but after a few seconds, you felt his hands on your back, pushing you closer to him. He dug his head into your shoulder as you took in his scent; coffee and vanilla-scented shampoo. “Don’t pull yourself back from something just because there have been studies done about it,” You whisper as you rub his back. “You’ve been alone for so long. You don’t have to be anymore; let me in.”

You pull back just a little to meet his eyes, your eyes pleading with his.

Let me be there for you.

Let me hold you.

Please.

You two stand there for what felt like forever until Spencer gently pulls you in for another hug. He held you tight enough like he was almost gluing you back to pieces.

The truth was he was slowly but surely piecing himself back together.

“Thank you,” He whispers as you feel your t-shirt getting wet from his tears. “Thank you so much.”

And I realize no one has ever really touched me before you - Bridgett Devoue

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90spumkin · 3 years

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Angelic - Part Three

Previous / Next

Summary: Prince Spencer and Reader become a little closer

A/N: The gif is from Pinterest. I am very sorry it took me so long to update. I hate college!

Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3pbCClNwdsUe0I7F0c2rl5?si=055186e0f1524687

Pairing: Prince! Spencer x Assassin Fem! Reader

Warnings: mention of dagger, swearing

Word Count: 1K

There is one thing I will never do again and that is underestimate JJ and her skills to whoop mine and anyone else’s ass. I was completely off during training between the note and Prince Spencer’s eyes following my every move. I would anticipate one move and be completely blind sided by another, and Spencer’s chuckles at my swearing did not help matters.

We were once again walking towards my room, Spencer at my side and pain in every limb screaming at me not to move. I must have groaned out loud because Spencer was looking at me and chuckling.

“What’s so funny?” I gave him a glare that I though showed my annoyance, but I must have been wrong due to Spencer’s laugh only deepening.

He continued to laugh as he poked my arm where there was clearly a bruise already forming, “Does that hurt?”

I swatted his hand away, “Yes, you big man child!”

Spencer seemed to not be able to stop laughing, that was until we reached my room. His smile faded and he looked very sad. The fire that was usually so clear in his eyes had dimmed. He looked down the hall at that guards stationed there facing the opposite way. When he looked back at me, he had a cocky smirk playing in his lips.

“Say princes, you feel breaking a few rules?”

I really hate the Prince. With his fiery eyes, his deep beautiful laugh, and the smile that could make even the darkest of souls see light again. I really hate him. I was once again waiting at the edge of the stables just like I had the night with this all started.

There was a tall dark figure approaching me, I assumed it was the prince. I was wrong. When they were a few feet from me they dropped their hood. It was my father.

“What are you doing here?” I hissed. He moved us further into the shadows before whispering, “The league needs you to wait till the Princes’ coronation before you make your move. In the meantime, try to get as much information about their alliance with Sandaloria.”

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, “The kingdom we are at war with?” My father the vaguest man I know simply smirked at me and said, “Oh my dear daughter, there is so much more behind that war.” With that he hurried away, disappearing into the dark of the forest.

Not long after my father had disappeared, Spencer appeared behind me, “Hello, princess.”

Once again, I was startled outside these stupid stables. I turned ready to defend myself before realizing it was him. I let out a huff of breath as he chuckled at me.

“You scared me!” I exclaimed only making him laugh more. He shook his head, “I am truly sorry.”

“Why did you drag me out here at this ungodly hour?” I crossed my arms across my chest. Spencer’s eyes followed the movement before clearing his throat and meeting my eyes. He extended his arm for me to take. As he began to lead us towards the west end of the castle grounds he explained, “I want to show you my favorite place. My escape from life you could call it.” I looked up at him to find he was already looking at me. I turned my head away, feeling a blush creep on my cheeks. We reached a part of the grounds that should normally be drowning in darkness, but instead there were candles lining the winding paths. It was a garden full of a variety of flowers. There must be a fountain near because I could hear the rushing of water.

I smiled at up Spencer who had not stopped watching me since we left the stables. I had not realized I had grabbed his hand and was pulling him behind me as I journeyed down the path. I could not stop smiling, “Spencer, this is beautiful.” I looked back at him, his features had softened more than I had seen in the little time I had known him. He smiled at me, “That’s the first time you’ve called me Spencer without including my title.”

I stepped closer, “That is your name isn’t it?”. We stood like that for a moment longer, my hand tucked in his, our chests inches away for each other, and our eyes locked. I took a step back, pulling my hand from his. I continued down the path adoring the flowers.

I heard Spencer’s footsteps trailing after me. It was silent for a while before he spoke, “You know my coronation his just weeks away.”, I nodded along as he spoke, “It has felt like nightmare. My father shoving information at me left and right, my mother being gone, but then you came her, and things seem a bit brighter.”

With every word he spoke my heard twisted in my chest. Instead of responding instantly I bent over and plucked a stray dandelion from its place in the earth. I turned to hand it to him and held out my pinkie as I explained, “When things would get overwhelming my sister and I would look out at the fields of dandelions and remember internal peace is a choose, and when that would not work, we would lock pinkies reminding the other they are not alone.” Tears started to brim my eyes; Spencer probably thought my tears were for my ‘lost’ sister, but they were for him.

He linked his pinkie with mine and brought our entwined fingers to his lips where he placed a soft kiss and whispered, “Never alone.”

That next day I saw very little of the Prince. Jennifer had me in real lessons of diplomacy and then weaponry. I was still very confused about my lady in waiting’s intentions, that was until she was escorting me back to my quarters and she asked, “I assume you got the leagues note?”

I turned to look at her and before I could ask questions, she gave me a wink and continued down the hall. I need to know more about her and who else in this castle is part of the league. I also need to figure out if my dagger will be in my heart before I can let it spear Spencer’s.

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You’ve already fallen in love with my angels so how could you ever love my demons? – Bridgett Devoue

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moonlitcryptid · 6 years

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Wanda : High School Reunion

Pair: Wanda x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.5 K (sorry it’s so long whoops)

Summary: (Y/N) gets a letter from her old high school about the upcoming reunion; an event she would be more than willing to miss, but after certain events, she is dragged back to her former hell where she was taunted for being “different”.

Warnings: Some cursing. Derogatory terms (dyke & fag). Please do not use these terms in real life. Any homophobes can kindly get the fuckity fuck outta my life and off my feed.

A/N: I’ve decided to make a series about the Reader’s HSR. Most will be genderneutral unless specified (like this one).

“That was exhausting!!” (Y/N) exclaimed, flopping onto the couch once the team arrived back to the tower after an important mission in Europe. Clint just laughed.

“You always say that, squirt!” He yelled back, going over and ruffling (Y/N)’s hair. “No matter what, whether it’s fighting aliens to changing the channel on the TV!”

(Y/N) huffed, “Well I mean it! We spent over a week in Europe to stake out our targets, and when we finally tried to raid their base, that happened to be the day that all the nearby branches were meeting for tactical training! And don’t call me ‘squirt’! You do it just because I’m younger! Ugh, I just need a nap. Or a drink.”

The Avengers agreed, each of them cringing after remembering the poor planning and how we were almost out-numbered. Tony came in, their mail in one hand and some sort of alcohol in the other. “I’ll drink to that.”

He started passing out the envelopes and packages. Clint got a postcard from his kids (aww), Thor and Steve got some packages, intrigued by the wonder that is Amazon, and (Y/N) got a simple, small white envelope. And with that, most of the team went their separate ways.

“What is that?” a certain Sokovian woman asked, leaning over (Y/N)’s shoulder from behind the couch while Pietro rushed over and sat next to her, giving the same questioning look.

(Y/N) has always been closer to the Maximoff twins since they arrived. Maybe it was due to the fact that she joined barely a month before they joined, so they were all newbies and learning the ropes together. Being a rather enhanced being herself, (Y/N) grew the closest to Pietro. They would often race and compete and just have fun.

While she didn’t have the super-speed that Pietro had, (Y/N) did have gigantic wings; courtesy of Hydra experiments to discover whether humans could adapt animal traits for battle. Of course, what they didn’t see coming was that with the animal experiments came with enhanced sight, hearing, and strength. Using her abilities, she seized an opportunity when they were transferring her to another facility. From there, she made her way to New York to seek guidance from the Avengers. The rest is history.

(Y/N) shrugged, just as curious as the twins. She didn’t bother examining the envelope and just ripped it open, pulling out a piece of white cardstock with fancy golden lettering. She barely finished reading the second line before she scoffed and tried to rip it.

“Wait!” Wanda yelled before the speedster grabbed the paper from (Y/N)’s hand and gave it to his lovely sister to read aloud. (Y/N) protested and tried to rip it from her hand, but Pietro held her back. “‘Dear (F/N) (L/N), come join in on the fun as the Class of 2008 regroups in our lovely Faybrook! Dance, laugh, and reminisce about the golden days! We hope to see you there.’”

They just looked at (Y/N), who finally used a wing to shove Pietro aside to grab the letter and rip it up.

“Why did you do that? Don’t you want to go?” He asked, him and Wanda sharing the same stare at her. (Y/N) just shook her head.

“Nah. It wouldn’t be worth my time, trust me.”

“Oh come on! A chance to see all your old friends and classmates? And I’m sure you were very popular and just as charming and beautiful as you are now!” Pietro grinned. Wanda nodded, imagining what a high school version of (Y/N) looked like and repressed a blush. However, she still shook her head, falling onto the couch and groaning.

“Try nerdy and quirky with acne, big owl-eyed glasses and a maximum of 5 friends. High school wasn’t the… nicest time for me. In all honesty, I only enjoyed 20% of it. I mean sure, my teachers were nice and my parents were cool, but…” She stopped, remembering too much from her past. The twins urged her to continue, but her demeanor grew cold. “You know what, forget it.”

She rushed off to her room, slamming the door behind her and staying in the rest of the day. The twins knew they hit a nerve and grew worried, but let her heal.

-1 Month Later-

The Avengers had been called to handle what was believed to be an alien threat building in Georgia, but it turns out a SHIELD agent who was visiting NYC stole some of Thor’s Asgardian alcohol and falsely reported to Fury that aliens were pooling in a major city. What he failed to report was that the aliens were ‘pink, scaly bipeds with the head of a horse with 3 eyes and only spoke in Japanese.’ Needless to say, the Avengers went there for no reason and the agent was reprimanded.

They were packing all their stuff back onto the Quinjet; everybody but one. (Y/N) just sat at the entrance of the ship, staring out into the sunset sky. Just over the horizon, maybe 20 miles from here, was the place she used to call home. She debated in her mind. Should she go check it out? Was it even the same since before she left?

(Y/N)’s thoughts were interrupted by approaching footsteps and a light pat on the shoulder. She jumps a little bit but relaxes when she realizes it’s just Wanda. They both smiled at each other as Wanda sat down next to her.

“Is everything alright?” (Y/N) heard her ask, her Sokovian accent soothing to her. (Y/N) gave a slight nod and tilted her head to look at her.

“Of course it is. We avoided another boring mission and we’re about to go home. Why wouldn’t everything be ok?”

“You look… distressed.” Wanda put a hand on (Y/N)’s knee, to which she blushed and put her own hand on top. “If you need anything, even if it’s just to talk, know that I’m always here for you.”

(Y/N) gave a smile of acknowledgment and leaned her head on Wanda’s shoulder, the twin moving her hand to run her fingers through (Y/N)’s hair.

Before long, the team was ready to leave.

“Hey, Red and Birdie, you ready to head out?” Tony yelled at the two women at the end of the jet. Wanda nodded, but (Y/N) just stood up before turning to her friends.

“Actually, Tony, I think I’m going to spend some more time here. Just a night. Go on and head back to the tower. You know I have my own mode of transport.” (Y/N) said, winking at the billionaire at her last remark. The Avengers were confused but knew that she was a grown woman and she’d be fine. Wanda just looked at her, a little worry in her eyes. (Y/N) grabbed her hands, trying to push down the urge to pull her into her embrace. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

She said her goodbyes before walking away, not looking back. Wanda wished she did. Just for her.

(Y/N) flew those miles back to her hometown; Faybrook. A small town just close enough to the city to not die of boredom, but a place where everyone knows just about everyone. That’s not always a good thing. Just being in the area again gave (Y/N) unwelcome memories. She knew she needed a stiff drink.

Of course, there was only one bar in town, so she headed there. Ollie’s Night Shack. The same neon lights that blinded her as a child were still there, maybe a bit dimmer, but everything looked exactly the same. She walked in, not caring that she was still wearing her Avengers tactical uniform. As soon as she plopped herself at the bar, she heard the whispers and felt the stares. She looked at the clock. It wasn’t even 7PM, didn’t these people have better things to do than judge?

(Y/N) ordered a whiskey, but didn’t drink it. Just swirled it around the glass. She saw some familiar faces. No one bad, but not outstanding characters either. However, it was just enough to make her regret coming. She should head out before -

“Holy shit, no way.” She heard a voice say before whoever owned it sat next to her. (Y/N) turned and grinned when she saw a friendly face. “I can’t believe you actually made it!”

“Well, I’ll be damned! If it isn’t Sammy! How’ve you been? Where’s your brother?” She replied, still shocked that the dorky kid she knew grew a good foot taller than her. She felt a hand clap on her back before the seat on the other side of her was taken.

“His brother is right here acting as this smart-ass’ plus one. What’s up hot stuff? God look at how you’ve grown! Found a girlfriend yet?” (Y/N) just laughed and shoved him.

“Shut up Dean! Now, back to what Sammy-boy said. What do you mean you ‘can't’ believe I made it’?” They looked at each other, then back at her.

“You mean you’re not here for the reunion?” Dean asked. Her eyes grew wide and she looked around again, scolding herself for not noticing the banner that said “Class of 2008”.

“Shit… I forgot that was today. Of course they hold it in this place.” (Y/N) sighed, realizing she should’ve left with the team when she had the chance. After an hour of talking with the brothers and catching up (without all the details of their jobs of course), along with catching with some others who passed by, (Y/N) wasn’t feeling as regretful. That is until they walked in.

The Plastics. A name given to the group because of a certain movie, but it still applied. The four girls that made it their mission to make (Y/N)’s life on Earth a living hell. Just because she was different. Of course, where there’s bait there are sharks, and (Y/N) sure felt them circling. It was only a matter of time before they took a bite.

“Well well well. If it isn’t (Y/N). I love your suit! Very dyke chic!” Leader, Bridgett, said first, her goons- Alexis, Katie, and Naomi- chuckling behind her. Not even five minutes in the door and already reformed to the high school days. Lovely.

“Gee, thanks, Brie. Maybe I could give you some numbers. I know some girls that would love you. They would love making a bitch like you their own” She retorted, smirking a bit at their faces fell. This bait learned how to fight back. Something they didn’t expect. Something lead bitch couldn’t accept.

“Of course a dumb fag like you would have other lesbian’s numbers! Probably the only way you can live is passing yourself around for a quick buck!”

“First of all, I’m not a lesbian. Yes, I’m interested in, but not limited to, girls. And at least I get some action! Your dry spell must be like the Sahara desert at this point.” One of her minions stifled her laughter, and Bridgett was having none of it. Her anger boiled over as she grabbed (Y/N) by the hair and threw her down onto the bar floor (ew). Now all eyes were on them.

“YOU’RE NOTHING, YOU KNOW THAT?! YOU’RE STILL THE SAME LITTLE NERDY DYKE FREAK FROM 10 YEARS AGO WHERE THE ONLY THING YOU WERE GOOD FOR WAS TO DO OUR HOMEWORK!!” She was about to punch (Y/N) when a strong hand stopped her. She looked back and almost stopped breathing.

“You see, I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” A certain metal-armed super soldier said, malice in his voice. The twins rushed over to (Y/N) to help her up as the rest of the Avengers came through the doorway. Wanda wrapped a protective arm around (Y/N) and glared at the girls, who were now scared shitless that Earth’s mightiest heroes came to her rescue. (Y/N) could see red whisps form in the air; she knew Wanda was getting really mad. She put her hand on Wanda’s face, forcing her to make eye contact.

“I’m fine” (Y/N) said. Wanda calmed down and gave a quick scan over her body to make sure she was telling the truth, and then she brought her in a bear hug. (Y/N) was shocked, but she melted. After reassuring her, (Y/N) turned to her former bullies, who were now being mentally slaughtered by her friends. Her family. She stepped up, grabbing the attention of everyone.

“H-How…” She couldn’t even finish.

“You see, while you were here living the boring life a trophy wife and only pretending to be rich - even though we all know it’s the money from your 3 divorces - I went out and saved people. I did something worthwhile with my life. I found a team that I can actually call my family. Hell, I fell in love! Although I whine and come home with wounds every day, I can honestly say I fucking love my life. Why must you waste yours?” Bridgett couldn’t even talk anymore as (Y/N) rendered her utterly speechless. Partly from the speech, and partly from the fact that during her speech her wings had spread out, going from wall to wall. “Now… Get out.”

They scrambled to leave, almost running into Tony - fully decked out in his Iron Man suit. She folded her wings back and took a deep breath. After those years of torment, she felt amazing getting back at them. Her friends looked back at her, absolutely proud. Tony and Clint looked like proud dads, Nat looked like she knew she had it in her. Everyone just grinned.

Wanda hugged her tightly again, laughing as (Y/N) decided to twirl her around. (Y/N) felt on top of the world, and Wanda being there only amplified it. They stopped for a second, looking into each other’s eyes. In the heat of the moment, (Y/N) swooped down and stole a kiss from the Witch. She quickly realized what she did and backed away.

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to - well I mean I did - well not really, but -” Now (Y/N) was the speechless one.

“Shut up and kiss me, Lyubov*.” Wanda grabbed her face and brought (Y/N)’s face to meet hers. The kiss couldn’t have lasted longer than a minute, but it was long enough for all the hidden feelings to bubble to the surface. All the love and passion they felt for each other was said in that one kiss. They could’ve sworn they were the only ones in that room - in the universe, even - if it wasn’t for the howls and hollers from their teammates and some of the bar patrons.

Wanda pulled away first, resting her head against (Y/N)’s. Both of them grinning like mad women. Some of the team came by and congratulated the two women before enjoying what was left of the reunion with Tony buying a round of shots for the entire bar. At least now (Y/N) can say she was genuinely happy she came to the reunion.

*Lyubov = love in Russian. I did google translate sorry if it’s wrong. ;-;

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