#fem!eli

[julesdraws]

fem!thranto i did itttttttttttt

also played /w the colors whaaaaaaa tried to switch vibes kind of???

(this will appeal to like such a niche audience lol)

[talesofely]

The (Wo)Man Who Can't Be Moved

Pairings : Natasha Romanoff x GN/Fem!Reader

Summary : Natasha's your ex-girlfriend, she broke up with you without giving you a solid reason as to why. Obviously, you want her back. One problem, she's unofficially dating Bucky Barnes. So you decided to solve it with a little performance.

Warnings : Angst, Fluff, Hopeful Ending (?), Swearing I think, reader is mostly gender neutral but i envisioned it as a fem!reader soooo, pls tell me if u see anything else

Note : I rlly wanna make a part 2 of this, lmk what u guys think thooo

Word Count : almost 2k

Save My Tears - Part 2

Tony decided to host another one of his famous Stark parties. This time, his excuse was that you are single again, and that Natasha and Bucky had something going on. What he didn't know was you and Natasha didn't quite end in good terms, cause she broke up with you. And of course... that you still miss her so god damn much.

So there you were, in your room, mentally preparing yourself to see the love of your life with her soon to be boyfriend. You didn't want to go, you absolutely wanted to just run away. But you couldn't. You had to show that the break up didn't affect you as much as they thought it did, even if it really did.

A knock on your door pulled you out of your thoughts.

"Come in." The door opened and revealed a redhead. You smiled sadly at the woman, it wasn't your redhead. It was Vision's.

"I told you I'm fine, Wands." You tried your best to give her a genuine chuckle. Wanda didn't seem to be convinced though.

"You look good, L/N. Trying to impress somebody?" Wanda said as she leaned against the closed door of your room.

"You already know the answer to that." You said as you shook your head, standing up to apply perfume.

"Just tell her, Y/N/N. I mean, you should shoot your shot before it's too late. I heard Buck's gonna ask her to be his girlfriend officially tonight." Wanda announced, watching you intently as you try desperately to calm your nerves.

"What am I supposed to say, Wands? Please take me back, I miss you so much, I know you broke up with me but I want you back?" You sarcastically said as you scoffed. "Plus, I don't wanna ruin what she has with Bucky. She must like him so much if she made their relationship public within three days of seeing each other."

"She isn't happy with him, and we both know that. I care about Natasha too, Y/N, I want her to be atleast happy with who she's with. Plus, how can you know she doesn't want you back if you haven't even asked?" Wanda asked with a raised brow. You didn't dare to make eye contact, just staring at the perfume bottle on your hand. "Think about it, alright?"

Wanda left your room, leaving you alone with more thoughts than you had 30 minutes ago.

Stark decided to go to the next level for this party. He had a stage in the middle of the living room, a bunch of speakers, and a mic stand.

The party was more lively than normal. Everyone was teasing the future couple, much to your annoyance. Natasha and Bucky were the center of attention.

Apparently, Bucky loves getting all that recognition and attention, but deep down you know Natasha doesn't. Your ex-girlfriend loves parties, but she doesn't like it when she's the center of attention. Bucky doesn't seem to know it considering he's showing her off like she's just a trophy.

You sat at the bar, alone, drinking your Aunt Roberta cocktail. Clint approached you, Tony right behind him. You didn't acknowledge them, just continuing to watch the 'It Couple' as Tony calls them.

"You okay, Y/n?" Clint asked with a small smile. You're guessing he didn't know what happened, you didn't know if Natasha told him how she broke your heart. You just nodded in response, drinking down the last of your cocktail.

"They're such a nice couple, right? Natasha and Bucky? I'm not glad you and Nat broke up but I'm glad they found each other." Tony said with a grin, oblivious to the fact that you want to punch him in the face.

"Mhm." You responded with another nod. You couldn't do this sober, but the alcohol wasn't doing anything.

"Hey, Y/N, you should sing! You have a great voice, right!? You used to sing for Natasha when you were still together!" Tony slurred out, obviously intoxicated now. Clint nodded in agreement, both trying to convince you to sing.

You didn't want to, you weren't in the right mood to put on a show.

However, when your eyes drift to Natasha and Bucky slow dancing to your song, 'Wonderful Tonight' by Eric Clapton, the same song you two always danced to, you snapped.

You cleared your throat to steal Tony and Clint's attention. You stood up and fixed your suit's jacket. The polo you were wearing underneath had three buttons unbuttoned, showing just enough for men and women to go wild.

"I'll go sing, Anthony. The tablet beside the mic is connected to the speakers, right?" You asked as Tony nodded eagerly. He always liked it when you sang, saying you had a specific vibe he couldn't get from other singers.

Before you could fully walk away, Clint shouted at you, making you turn around and raise a brow at him.

"Go get your girl back." He mouthed then winked. You rolled your eyes at him before flipping him off.

When you reached the stage, Steve got off and handed you the mic with a smile. You sat down on the chair, everyone was surprisingly cheering for you. Mostly everyone's eyes were on you, excited for the song you were about to play.

You didn't dare to look into the audience, in fear of meeting those green eyes you used to call home. The fondness in them wasn't for you anymore, anyways.

"Hey, everyone. I hope y'all are having an amazing night. I do hope you enjoy these songs I'm about to play." You said as you clicked the instrumental version of the song you chose, on the tablet.

Going back to the corner where I first saw you

Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move

Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand

Saying, "If you see this girl can you tell her where I am?"

(Italics are flashbacks)

Three days after Natasha broke up with you, you decided to drive to a park where you two always went on. You sat on the exact bench where you asked her to be your girlfriend. Not a lot of people walked by, it was a slightly secluded area.

You stared at the lake in front of you, watching as the ducks you always used to feed with Natasha swim towards you. One duck in particular, the one you named Nibbles, the one you considered your child, approached you and stood on your foot.

You smiled sadly at him, caressing his fluffy head.

"Hi, Nibbles. Your mama isn't here, I'm sorry. We won't show up together anymore, buddy. I still promise to visit, okay?"

People were giving you weird looks but you didn't care. You just gave the duck a piece of bread that he dipped in the lake before waddling back to you so he could eat it beside you.

And how can I move on when I'm still in love with you?

You met those green eyes while singing the particular line. You couldn't read it, it had too many emotions for you to decipher. You saw her smile faltered though. You gave her a small bittersweet smile as everyone around you was singing along to the song and nodding their heads to the beat.

'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me

And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be

"Where the fuck is Y/N, Wanda?" Natasha asked, barging in the younger redhead's room.

Wanda's head snapped to her door. She saw Natasha was holding the letter you left in her room over and over again, memorizing every sentence. A few tears escaped, but she immediately wiped them away. She saw how the 'Love Always, Y/N.' was smudged, like it got wet from a teardrop.

"What do you mean, Natasha? I thought you knew she left. She's gone, Nat. She left for a no-contact mission, even Fury doesn't know when she'll be back." Wanda said flatly, standing up to kick Natasha out of her room.

"Why'd you care anyways? Miss her?" Wanda said sarcastically with an eye roll.

"She didn't tell me." Natasha murmured, stepping out of the room.

"Why would she? You broke up with her, remember?" With that, Wanda closed the door to her room, making sure to lock it.

Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet

And you'll see me waiting for you on the corner of the street

You walked around the park, even walking the streets where you two would 'window shop' but you end up buying her everything she looks at. Your feet stopped when you saw the familiar ice cream parlor on the corner of the street.

You remember taking her there on your first half-anniversary, right after you two finished a mission. The mission was rough, it didn't physically hurt any of you but it did take a toll on your mental states. You wanted to cheer her up and distract her so you made up an occasion to convince her to go eat ice cream.

Policeman says, "Son, you can't stay here"

I said, "There's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year.

Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows

If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go"

Your eyes met Steve's and he gave you a small smile. He remembers it too.

It was your first winter without Natasha. You were sitting on a swing in the park right in front of the compound. No one else was there except you cause it was cold and snowing really hard.

You felt someone sit on the swing beside you. It was Steve. He gave you a small comforting smile, nodding his head to greet you.

"You can't stay here all night, Y/N. It's cold, you should come in." He said in a low voice, trying to stay as casual as possible.

"I'm fine." You said, giving him an unconvincing smile.

"You're still waiting for her?" He asked. You looked at him but he was staring ahead.

You nodded timidly. "Always."

There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world

"You're my world, Natasha." You murmured into her hair. You were cuddling in bed, her head on your chest.

She looked up at you, her ethereal green eyes staring up at you, filled with adoration. She smiled, that same smile that never fails to make your heart flutter no matter how many times you've seen it.

"I love you, детка." She whispered as you leaned down to press a soft kiss on her lips.

"I love you more, my Natalia."

Going back to the corner where I first saw you

Gonna camp in my sleeping bag, I'm not gonna move

When the last note ended, some were clapping, some were silent and looking at you in worry. You furrowed your brows, realizing a tear was currently rolling down your cheek.

You saw Clint giving you two thumbs up while Wanda was smiling sadly at you. You tried looking for your redhead, but you couldn't see her anywhere. Even Bucky wasn't there.

You bit your lower lip, trying to control your emotions. Did they leave together? Were they currently having the time of their life in Natasha's bedroom? Did Natasha bring Bucky to the rooftop like you two used to? Why did she leave?

You sighed and decided that you're going to take her absence as an answer to all your questions.

She moved on.

[starry-bi-sky]

im having more fem Danyal thoughts. But specifically I've been thinking about Dani in this au. Now, Fem Danyal is just the alt. version of Danny to my other DAG au, which means she follows that lore. that being said. Danyal and Dani already had a pretty rocky introduction in the first place, ANd if we follow canon's setup, Dani in fem!Danyal's world would be a boy rather than a girl. I'm gonna call him Ali for easier difference (my train of thought was Daniel -> Eli -> Ali). While Danny may resemble Talia more than Bruce, Danny and Damian still look very similar to each other. Their blood relation is unquestionable.

You can imagine how fem Danyal might feel, walking into her room one day after school, and finding a little boy on her bed who looks, at first glance, like the little brother she loves to death. If meeting Ellie triggered Kill Bill Sirens in Danny's head, meeting Ali bass boosted them. For a terrifying, fleeting moment, Danny thinks Damian is right there. That somehow, her clever, intelligent little brother found out she was alive and tracked her down.

She slams the door shut, completely at a loss for words. Her heart has nearly stopped a second time. Then she realizes: this boy's eyes are blue. Not green. He looks too old to be her brother. His jawline too narrow, his hair too messy. As he talks, his voice is not the same as the sparse few videos on the internet showing Damian speaking. This is not the child she helped take his first steps with, nor the child she watched utter his first words. This is not the boy whom she taught to pick up a sword; this is not her brother.

Safe to say, Ali gets a knife pulled on him much, much faster than his female counterpart did. He lives, fortunately, but their relationship is unsteady and rocky even after Ali betrays Vlad and joins Danny.

Danny is unsettled by him, not for being her clone -- although that plays a minor part -- but because every time he drifts into her peripherals, she keeps thinking it's Damian. And it spooks her half out of her mind. She gets her hopes up at the same time her heart drops, then she turns her head, and it's not Damian; it's Dani.

It's also why she won't call him 'Dani', it's one letter too close to 'Dami' and she's afraid she'll call him that if she's not careful. So when he brings it up jokingly, she immediately shoots it down; "I'll call you Eli." instead. (Ali thinks she's boring -- he thought 'danny with a y' and 'dani with an i' was funny. Frankly, so did Danny, but she's too uncomfortable with the idea of calling him Dani.)

When he asks her why, she lies and says it's to prevent confusion. When their relationship is better, "Eli" eventually becomes "Ali".

("Why Ali?" he'll ask her, with an ear pressed against her ribs while Danny coils one of his curls around her finger. She's steadily become more and more affectionate; Danny has the impeccable ability of making it seem so forced and stiff and natural at the same time.)

("Do you not like it?" She'll ask him, voice stilted and unsure. She's got her heart in her throat, but she's starting to stop seeing Damian whenever she looks down. "We can keep it Eli if you'd like.")

("No, no. I like it. Just... why Ali? Does it mean anything?")

(Danny will smooth her palm over Ali's forehead, scratching his hairline with her nails, and feel embarrassed. She'll be silent until he looks up at her, and then she clears her throat. "It means eminent; exalted; noble.")

(Ali stares at her in dead silence, long enough that she starts to grow worried. Then tears bubble up in his eyes, and for a moment Danny thinks she said something wrong. "I lied;" he croaks, "I love it.")

(She will hesitate, and then wipe the tears off with her thumbs. "Ali al Ghul," she'll mutter, "but that name is for you and I only. To the world, you're Ali Fenton." Perhaps she shouldn't be giving him her mother's last name, but he is of her blood now too.)

[mandhos]

Vi tu versión femenina de Anakin y Obi-Wan y pensé que era increíble.✨️✨️ Me preguntaba cómo sería la versión femenina de Thrawn y Eli hecha por ti. ¿Es posible lograr esto?

salu2~, gracias! me alegra tanto que te guste, claro claro que si ~ un pco de fem!Thran fem!eli :)...sinceramente quería hacerle cola a fem!thrawn pero bueno en fin,

[lookismfanfics]

𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

Fluff. Established relationship. HOSTEL TIMESKIP

Eli x GN Reader/Hostel x GN Reader

It was fairly early in the morning when Eli shook you awake. You mumbled and groaned about how early it was, but he persisted.

Reaching numbly to turn on the lamp, you stared at the concerned features of your boyfriend. He looked tired… which didn’t surprise you. College was tiring, after all. He usually woke up early anyways. A nasty habit of his, in your opinion. His brows drawn into a tight knit, his lips pursed and cheeks flushed. He would look adorable if it weren’t for the urgency in his manners and expression.

“I need you to wake up. Can you stay downstairs by the door, in case she comes back?” He whispers. Immediately your face lights up, and you shoot upright.

“What’s going on?” You ask, quickly draping your legs over the side of the bed.

Eli places his warm hand against your shoulder.

“Nothing bad. She’s gonna come back soon… but Yenna and I got into an argument.” You rub your eyes, grogginess returning to you. “About what?”

Eli is silent, running a hand through his freshly-highlighted hair. The gray really contrasts with the dark natural color. You like it.

“She wanted to go to a birthday party…” he begins. You sigh, rubbing his shoulder while shaking your head. “Eli…”

“I know. Just…I can’t. So she said she was running away, and I said: okay.” He stands up.

You notice some flour dusting his shirt and pants. He was probably in the process of baking pancakes. Yenna’s favorite.

“She packed her bags… even took Warren’s jacket,” Eli moves to the door. “I know she’ll be back. I just want to follow her. Make sure she doesn’t get into trouble.”

“Where is she now?-!” You ask, alert and worried.

Eli is already treading down the stairs, his posture slumped. “She’s outside, sitting on the curb.”

The knot in your brow releases slightly as you heave a relieved sigh. Proceeding Big Daddy, you wander downstairs, glancing out the slightly-tinted windows and catching sight of Yenna. Sure enough, at six-years-old, she looks totally prepared to face the world alone. She looks more ready to tackle taxes than you are. Yenna sits idly, playing with her hair and leaning forward onto her knees. She looks apprehensive, clearly not knowing which way to go.

You cross your arms, leaning against the wall and watching her for a while. As you stand there, you hear heavy feat gracelessly flopping down the stairs. Warren walks up beside you curiously. “What’s going on?” “We have a runaway problem.”

He stares outside seriously. This would be the first time Yenna ever attempted something like this. He buttons up his shirt absently. “I’ll go get her.”

“No… Eli— uh- wants to let her do this. For a little. She’ll come back.”

Sure enough, Yenna stands and is on the move. Her daddy is ready to follow, careful not to be seen. You and Warren wait anxiously. Soon you’re joined by Sally.

So then it’s the three of you. You sip on your (favorite drink.) Sally distractedly tries to chew away at her newest assignment. Warren taps his foot and stares at the door.

“I’ll work on the pancakes, actually,” you announce. Thank god it’s Saturday. Yenna has been gone for half an hour now (she’s become really stubborn- maybe she is her father’s daughter). Had it been a week day, you three would have been late to campus.

Eli had gotten halfway through mixing the wet ingredients. You grab a rubber spatula and continue his work. The corners of your eyes sting and remnants of your dust allergy have yet to vanish. A swell of frustration pulses in your head. It’s so early in the morning. You hope Yenna was wearing Warren’s jacket at least. It was cold, after all-

The front door opens and shuts. Eli enters and remains by the entrance, his hand gripping the knob.

Sally breaks the silence eagerly, “Is she coming back?”

Eli doesn’t answer. You stare at him, a frown on your face. Of course Yenna is coming back. Eli wants to be the first to greet her.

There’s a tentative knock on the door. “Hello? Who is it?”

“Daddy? Can I come home now?”

While you and Sally crack smiles, Warren rubs aggressively at his eyes. (It must’ve been some dust. Yeah.)

Eli remains stoic at the door. “Sorry, who is this?”

The voice on the other side sighs. “It’s Yenna Jang.”

You turn back to the pancakes. You haven’t parented Yenna as much as the others have, so you really don’t have the right to be upset about this. Why else would you by crying? I mean… you aren’t crying. You don’t even want to.

Eli opens the door, remaining upright. “Hey Yenna. I missed you.” “I missed you too.”

“Did you get into any trouble?”

“No.”

“…Do you want to be part of this family again?”

“Yeah…!”

You assume he’s knelt beside her. Based on the silence, they’re probably hugging. You smile to yourself, continuing to distract yourself by beating in the eggs and perfecting the batter. Yenna’s shoes echo through the room as she runs up to Warren and Sally, apologizing for running away and wishing them a “good morning.”

“(Y/N)! I was running away!” You jump, your head snapping onto the little Yenna who magically spawned beside you. “Oh no… but you decided to come back?”

Eli locks the door and grabs her discarded bags, trudging upstairs. There’s something about the color in his face that is off putting.

“Yeah! Because I missed everyone,” Yenna admits. She grabs onto your waist, staring up at you. “I’m sorry.”

“Well it’s okay. Just don’t scare us like that, okay?”

She nods.

“I also knew I had to come back. Because daddy is going to marry you soon, and I didn’t—”

“Yenna!”

Just a blurb… because I can’t seem to finish my actual requests 😭

[kwnnys]

WENDY X FEM READER???? eric insulting reader and wendy standing up for her gf?!?!?

— class fight

oneshot : fem reader a/n : wendy is such a girlboss tbh i love her so much warning(s) : mentions of homophobia + f slur

you opened your locker, grabbing your books and supplies for your next class.

"well well, if it isn't the f#g!" you heard a familiar squeaky voice speak and your lips curved into a frown.

turning around, you're met with the one and only eric cartman. "what do you want now, cartman?" you scoff and the boy shrugs.

"oh nothingg, just wanted to make fun of your ugly outfit today!" the boy laughed and you rolled your eyes, turning away from him and continuing to grab your things.

"I mean seriously, how did you even get a girlfriend? I wouldn't date you for a million bucks!" your fists clench and you're about to make a snarky remark, before hearing a loud smack.

you turn your head and see your girlfriend, wendy with her sleeves rolled up and cartman on the ground, wincing in pain.

"what the-"

"don't you ever talk about y/n like that you fatass, or else next time I'lll smack your face with a brick instead!" the raven haired girl spat, and you stared at her in shock.

wendys head turns to you before mumbling, "are you ok? don't let his words get to you"

your lips curve into a smirk and you pull her in for a hug, "dude, wendy! that was so fucking cool!" you squeal, giving her a peck on the cheek.

"someone had to teach that fatass a lesson" she chuckled, rolling her sleeve down.

"but yeah Im alright, don't worry about it" she smiles and wraps her arm around your waist, "I love you" you grin and kiss her lips, her face flushes and she coughs.

"I love you too, lets get to class before the bell rings"

[discountsoysauce]

Fem!Victor has arrived

[michelle-is-writing]

Early Mornings, Donny Donowitz

Word Count: 1.2k~

A hostel, a safe zone; for once, we could sleep in just a little and not worry about people finding us in the forest. The only problem with that is my own mind, my constant thoughts plaguing my head enough to wake me up way before Donny even begins to open his eyes.

It was still dark outside when I found myself staring out of the room’s window, the stars starting to disappear as dawn slowly crept up. Despite Donny’s body curled behind me, heat constantly radiating off of his body, I still found myself sitting up in bed before turning to face the window. A small groan left Donny’s sleeping mouth when I did so, but he didn’t mind my absence for too long as he quickly became comfortable rolling onto his stomach to take up my mostly empty side. This left me sitting up in front of the window, my thoughts never ceasing as the stars slowly did in front of me.

How could I get one night that I could actually enjoy and sleep peacefully, only to wake up super early? Donny would chastise me on it, telling me to just let him hold me and I’d go back to sleep instantly. But it’s not that easy.

Meanwhile, worries and fears surround me as I ponder about what comes next. Where’s the next place we will keep our camp at, and what country will we be in? Who will be the next people we find - good or bad? Those who seek refuge and peace, or those who seek to destroy those very things? Donny doesn’t worry about these things, he never does. He handles everything that comes his way; unfortunately, that leaves me to be the one that worries for the both of us. He always comforts me, though; always one to remind me worrying gets neither of us anywhere.

“Babydoll…” a deep voice pipes up beside me, groggy with sleep. “Why aren’t you lying down?” Donny asks, moving up in the bed to take me back into his arms. I instantly smile as I resume feeling the heat radiating off his body, basking in the contrast from the cold room as Donny waits for my answer patiently.

“I’ve just been thinkin’,” I tell him, leaning my head back against his chest as he pulls my legs back onto the bed. In response to my words, Donny merely chuckles, a sleepy, but still sarcastic remark leaving his lips afterward.

“A dangerous activity for you, babe,” Donny chides, laughing as I playfully smack his chest afterward. However, my smile shows through my facade, and I’m left to stare up at Donny in the silence of the night. His eyes meet mine in response, never flickering away from me as he continues. “I know what it means when you’re sittin’ up at four in the morning, and I definitely know that worried look on your face,” Donny points out, making me realize I probably shouldn’t have sat up in bed. Of course that would wake him up eventually.

Before I can apologize, Donny stops my stuttering with his lips by pressing them against mine, his arms moving to circle around me and pull on top of him as he lies in the middle of the bed. As he does so, my hands fly to his strong arms, my fingertips dancing over the soft skin there covering up strong muscles. The same muscles that I love to feel pick me up and hold me like I’m the most precious thing in the world, as well as other things too.

Pulling away to breathe, I pant on top of Donny as my legs straddle his hips, his own hands keeping them there before beginning to gently move me back and forth. The sudden friction between us causes me to gasp before my eyes fly to Donny’s face, only to be met with a soft, yet sly smile. “What?” He asks me, his tongue darting out to lick his top lip. “I’m just tryin’ to help you sleep, babe. That’s all.”

Despite Donny’s “reassuring” comment, I still find myself smiling as I remain trying to catch my breath. Not to mention Donny’s actions haven’t ceased in the slightest; to make it even worse, neither of us wear much clothes to sleep in. It’s moments like these that I crave, just for a hint of solidarity, but at the same time, I can’t help but be scared as I never know when that very moment could be ripped away from me.

“Hey,” Donny’s voice brings me out of my stupor, causing my eyes to dart back to his once more. This time, however, the once seduction-filled eyes are now consumed with concern. Sitting up with me still in his hold, Donny continues to look at me this way before moving a hand up to push my hair away from my face. “Darlin’, I may not know what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, but I see that fear in your eyes, and I don’t like it.”

At his comment, I find myself tearing up, only for Donny to pull me to his chest at the sight of it. Against his warm skin, I let out the tears I’ve been holding in for a while. His hands gently rubbing my lower back comforts me as I do so, and only when I pull away does Donny speak up. “Tell me,” he murmurs, “tell me what you’re thinking.”

For a few seconds, I contemplate how to properly tell him just what I’m feeling. Thankfully, with Donny and I being together for so long, we know how to read each other; even when we don’t know how to read ourselves. “I’m just worried, honey,” I explain to him, “You know I’m always thinking about the future and how it might play out, good or bad.”

At that, the corner of his lip turns up as he brushes my hair back, still trying to comfort me. “We can’t do anything about that, honey, but what we can do is right now,” he reminds me, “And let me assure you, nothing will come between us; I promise you that.”

Smiling once more, I nod at his words before leaning forward and kissing him, slowly resuming what we had going on before. “I believe you,” I finally respond to him, breaking away from his kiss. “I trust you.”

With that, Donny puts on a smile I haven’t seen in a while, not since we exchanged rings. As he kisses me with more vigor, I realize there are more ways to say “I love you” than just uttering those three words. Despite those very words being shared often between Donny and me, I haven’t gotten this much of a response in a very long time. Trust is vital between two people, of course, but trust in the future might be the most powerful.

[roadkill-writes]

Party animals

Pairing: Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz x female!reader

Prompt: "I’m not gonna be here when she breaks your heart" And “Are you going to tell him?”

Word count: 6.1 pages · 2,208 words

Warning(s): Swearing, underage drinking, name calling, Hawk being stupid

Part 2

You told Demetri there was no way you were going to the party at Moon's house and some how here you were, getting dragged through the front door of her house by none other than your dojo member Miguel. Somehow within the first few minutes of being in the house Miguel patted you on the back and disappeared into the crowed of school mates and people you've never met before. You slowly made your way through the house, having to push a few teens out of the way while doing so, running into Moon finally. 

"Oh my god, (Y/n)! Demetri said you weren't coming I didn't expect you to be here. Drinks are in the kitchen and kegs in the backyard." She had a wide smile on her face, red solo cup in hand the only indicator is was a real high school party and not the kind you, Eli and Demetri used to have. You gave her a smile back not wanting to seem rude with her knowing you didn't want to be here. "Yeah, ended up having a change of plans and thought why not come over for the fun." You knew that was a lie but couldn't muster up the guts to tell her the real reason why you didn't want to show. Scanning the crowd you seen the one person you did want to avoid here, that person being Demetri in question. "Well I'm so glad you could make it (Y/n). I'm gonna get back in there go have fun." She gestured over her shoulder back towards the living room where Demetri was. Once she turned around to leave you spun around to part ways but ended up running face first into someone's chest. You stumbled back a few steps taking a look to see who it was. 

"What were you two talking about?" You had a confused look on your face. "Hawk?"  He gave you a stupid flirty smile like he normally does, handing you a red cup full of who knows what. "Here princess, drink up." Taking the cup from his hand and taking a sip, that damned nickname he decided to call you since he turned into “Hawk” and god did it ruffle your feathers. It was liquor mixed with little to no coke, this wasn’t your first rodeo but god was liquor not your go to drink, especially with little to no mixer in it as well. “Jeez I know you’re a badass now but no mixer? What’s wrong with you?” You choked out a small laugh, looking around at everyone. 

Hawk gave you a friendly chuckle with a smile and took a sip of his own drink. “It’s honestly something you just get used to. But what were you two ladies talking about?” 

You threw a playful smile on your face you knew about Hawk and Moon’s old relationship and you knew how hung up on her he was. “Oh, you know just the usual; nails, hair and how I’m gonna beat your ass if you don’t stay out of my business.” Punching hawk in the shoulder, but immediately turning your attention to the the cheering going on out back. 

Making your way out of the sliding glass doors onto the back porch to be met with the crown of people standing around Tory and some random guy standing on bar stools on one foot chugging out of red solo cups as the crowd cheered ‘chug! chug! chug!’ Watching as Tory gulped down her cup swiftly. You clapped and cheered her along as the guy fell down off of his stool while Tory held her cup to rejoice in her winnings throwing the cup down to the ground and yelling into the crowd who wanted to challenge her next and both you and Tory loved challenging each other at the dojo sho what could be the damage in taking up her offer. 

“Who wants to go next!” 

“Hey, miss sunshine! I’ll take ya up on your offer!” You held on to some poor guys shoulder as you climbed atop of the wooden bar stool your chunky heel of your ankle boots making a clonking noise at it made contact, being handed a red solo cup. You and Tory both stared at each other with a gleam in your eyes a challenge in which who could hold their alcohol and themselves up better on one foot. Tory definitely knew how to hand her alcohol but you’ve seen her sparring at the dojo you’ve out balanced her plenty of times to know you could win this you just had to hold on longer than she could, obviously.

”New game!” Both you and Tory raised your cups in a cheering motion inches away from clinking the plastic cups together, raising one leg up just like a flamingos and all at once the crowd started just as they had been earlier when you walked out shouting, Chug! Chug! Chug!. Tory gulped down her drink in fast succession as you slowly started to down yours, this wasn’t a race of who could drink the fastest just of who could stand on one leg drunken longer. Tory had been at this game long before you had stepped outside so she couldn’t last much longer could she?

Finishing your drink here some people on the crowd cheering for you long with stingray and some girl he brought along. Getting handed another cup, downing that one a bit quicker this time you began to sway a bit as the wind pushed through, Tory couldn’t help but smirk as you tried to ground yourself to stop the swaying.

”Is it getting too much for you, freak?”

You crumbled the empty cup in your hand before throwing in to the ground not caring who it hit on the way down. “Not yet, but you couldn’t possibly last much longer sunshine!” 

Yes to everyone else it might seem as if you and Tory actually hated each other but in all honesty that’s just how you’ve acting towards each other since you’ve became friends, saying rude things to each other in challenges to push each other to do better. You called her sunshine because of the very clear difference of her attitude to the seemingly nice name, everyone could tell Tory’s attitude was anything but Mrs.sunshine. And she called you what’re the hell she felt like would fit in the moment but sometimes you still felt as if there was some truth behind her words as you were in fact a freak. Hung out with people of a much lower popularity class as everyone else at least that’s how most people see it. 

Taking another cup from a hand in the crowd, Tory doing the same the crowd began again yelling Chug! Over and over again. Both of you about six maybe seven cups in and now moving onto shot of vodka holding the shot glass in your hand you began to sway you noticed that you had almost put your foot down but focused and steadied yourself. 

“How ya doing over there, (y/l)?” Tory gave you a smirk.

”Oh I could do this all night.” You threw back your shot and threw it to the ground. And just like that Toriywas laying on her back, the stool had kicked out from beneath her. 

“Guess someone couldn’t hold their liquor, huh?” You looked down on Tory from atop of your stool. Tory gave you a disgusted look as you stepped down off of the stool, throwing out your hand you helped pick Tory up from the ground.

”Good game there sunshine.” You smiled and jokingly judged she arm with your elbow. 

“Didn’t think you’d be able to hold your liquor sweetheart. But Monday in the dojo a new challenge.”

”Oh you’re so on Tory!” You patted her on the back accepting the challenge turning to walk back inside to the kitchen. At this point the world was spinning a bit but eh you would manage, mixing up another drink of vodka and whatever mixer was laying around on the counter.

“(Y/n)? I thought you said you were coming.” Whipping your head around to me met with Demetri with a confused but saddened looking face. you knew it was inevitable that you weren’t going to avoid on of your friends for long but god why did it have to be while you were drunk.

“Demetri, hey!” You couldn’t notice the slight slurring in your words but he definitely could. “Here take a sip you look a lot more sober than I am now.” Pushing your drink towards his face.

Demetri pushed the cup out of his face, ”You know drinking isn’t going to make you forget about him you know.” 

Chugging down your cup and angrily placing it back on the counter before trying to start making another one. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Demetri. I’m having fun, letting loose ya know. Now drop it.” 

He shook his head in frustration and pursed his lips together before stating, “Are you going to tell him? Or am I going to have to? This is the longest running running secret I’ve kept and believe it or not it’s eating at me.”

”Gonna tell who what?” Hawk stood across the kitchen island from you both. You swore your heart stopped beating in that moment in time as your eyes connected.

“Hawk… it’s nothing drop it.” You grabbed your mixed drink and went to step away.

”She’s been in love with you for years and you’re to blindly in love with Moon to see it!” 

You felt your cup slipping out of your hand as Demetri blurted out your entire life secret the one that’s been eating away at you for years, the one you stayed up at night thinking about constantly, the one that made you avoid playing truth in truth or dare. The one that made you join karate in hopes that maybe then he’d see.

You didn’t stick around to see what you come out of either of their mouths, making a b-line out of the kitchen pushing and shoving people out of your way to the nearest set of stairs to get way from everything and then everyone. Shutting yourself away into a bathroom with your back up against a way in hopes no one would be bothered to come looking for you. The sound of knocking pushed you out of your trance of running through your own head. 

“It’s occupied!”

Another laps of knocking came from the other side.

”For fucks sake I said it was occupied!”

Again more knocking and at this point you were drunk and beginning to get more angry than you already were quickly unlocking the door and swinging it open, “Can’t you fucking lis-“

You hastily tried to shut the door again as a foot got stuck in the door, “Hawk go away.” You felt defeated, absolutely drug through the mud.

”(Y/n), you’re drunk and I don’t think you should be alone right now.” He started to push the door open some more, you just stepped back believing you’d be strong enough in your drunken state to push against the door to keep him out. 

Closing the door behind him and leaning up against the sink while you stood across from him in your original position against the wall. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“And what exactly was I supposed to say to you? Oh hey Eli I’ve been I love with you since middle school please date me!” You flapped your arms around as you spoke. 

Hawks breathe hitched when you heard you call him Eli for the first time in a while. “I’ve liked you too for a while but I’m sorta with Moon and you know that.” Hawk across his arms over his chest.

That made your blood boil that he’s still pining after a girl who’s clearly not interested in him anymore at this point you were in fact shouting in anger, “Oh please Eli, she doesn’t like you anymore! Why don’t you see that?”

Hawk dropped his arms down to his sides in disbelief of your words, “We’re on a break dude and I’m trying to win her back over!” 

It was now a screaming match between the two of you and your didn’t care who heard you at this point. “I’ve been your friend for a while now Eli and I’m definitely not afraid to tell you that you’re a fucking idiot she’s clearly moved on did you not see her in the living room arm wrapped around that other girl!”

”Maybe we shouldn’t be friends then anymore if you’re going to try make me feel stupid about my decisions!”

”Fine then Eli I’m not gonna be here when she breaks your heart!” You swung the bathroom door open and pushed past Eli to get out of the door making sure you push your shoulder into his as you went past. Can’t believe Demetri and how stupid Eli is being

[wordsbymae]

Mae's OC Masterlist -OLD new one tagged on pinned post ----------------------

Mae's Horny Thought of The Week/Day

A fugitive on the run

Freddy and werewolf!Fem!reader AU , part 2

Men of the hills

Dark gods

stream this

The harder they fall

Time travel is real?

Survival buddies

Punishment

Heathen ways - wip

I know what I saw! - wip

Breeding Bitch Wanted - wip

The Mad King -Fem!reader

Prologue

The First Night

Alphabet

The Werewolf (Eli Finch) -Gn!reader / leaning towards fem!

The Start

How'd you know?

Alphabet

Request: full moon

Killer - Gn!reader

Chop Chop

Alphabet

Lessons

Bloody Valentine

Blurbs: 1

The Hunter (Freddy Gibbs) - not yandere- werewolf! fem!reader

Introductions

Get out

Blurbs- 1, 2, 3, 4,

The Viking - Gn!Reader

The Raven

Alphabet

The Outlaw King (Alwyn) - Fem!reader

Getting hitched

blurbs- 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9,

Alphabet

Natural

The Farmer - Gn! Reader

Pumpkin

alphabet

Not gonna lie this is just for the bitches with breeding kinks.

blurbs: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23

Baby Trapp'n Time AU FEM reader

The Farm

Not exactly full fics but have a continuous storyline -> Mousey Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 Drabbles: 1,

Fugitive ideas -some fem/some gn

under the tag oc fugitive (hopefully can't really remember)

Dumb Bunny

Soldier -mostly fem reader

Intro

Fisherman- fem reader

The prologue

Game rec

Drabbles: 1, 2, 3, 4,

Other, Other Ideas

Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

Bad cop

House sitting - wip

The dump

End of the world

Aesthetics

This is purely done for fun. I like to keep my OC's physical description vague so you can imagine them as you like. However, this includes images of people I think best match the "vibe" I am going for. If politely asked I would be open to doing them for the reader. I would like to thank @floraroselaughter for inspiring me to do this. They made lovely ones for @autumnworld19 and my soldier oc. Those will be linked down below as well!

The Fisherman I, II, selkie AU

The Mad King I, II

The werewolf (Eli Finch)

The Killer

The Farmer I, II, Pancho and Lefty

[chocolate-milk-fanfics]

Three’s a crowd

Content: It’s lunch time but the reader and her boyfriends aren't hungry for food. Jay/Daniel/Eli/Reader threesome

Warnings: unprotected sex, public sex, group sex, foursome, school sex, bathroom sex, oral sex (m receiving), hand job. Minors do not interact.

The soft sound of slurping came from the abandoned bathroom in J-high. This area of the school was under renovations for being old and unstable but that didn't stop the actions currently going on during the shared lunch period. Your smooth lubricated hands softly stroked Eli and Daniel’s erections as you bobbed your head on Jay’s. The mute boy’s face was bright red as you worked your magic, causing the boy to tilt his head back with a gasp. No doubt on the verge of an orgasm already. With hesitation, he placed his hand on your head and began to thrust into your mouth with careful precision as you slyly looked up at him through your lashes. Jay’s lips parted as he began to pant and thrust faster into your warm moist mouth. You moaned on his dick as you hollowed out your cheeks to increase the suction, your wet tongue paying close attention to the protruding veins on the underside of his cock. Jay’s pants became more erratic as his hips began to move faster and less rhythmically. You can feel his member twitch as the orgasm began to build up and just when he was about to cum you gave a hard suck causing him to cry out. The bittersweet taste of his cum filled your mouth immediately. There was a lot more than you expected as you carefully pulled away from his dick, trying not to spill a drop. Tilting your head back you open your mouth so they could all see the cum you gathered from Jay.

“Woah Jay. You came a lot.” Daniel said absentmindedly with a strained voice. Your mouth was talented, that they all knew, but your hands were just as good. Without a second thought, you closed your mouth and swallowed it all. When you opened your mouth to show them it was like a switch being flipped and suddenly you were seated on Eli’s lap after he moved to sit on the toilet. Daniel stood in front of you, eyes hooded with a dark look on his face as he pulled your skirt up so it was bunched up at your waist. Your lacey yellow panties complimented your dark skin tone perfectly, but in a matter of seconds, it was yanked off of you. You were definitely going to be late for class (and maybe even your period).

[talesofely]

Save My Tears (2)

A Sequel (Part 2) to The (Wo)Man Who Can't Be Moved. (Part 1)

Pairings : Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Summary : Natasha's your ex-girlfriend, she broke up with you without giving you a solid reason as to why. Obviously, you want her back. One problem, she's unofficially dating Bucky Barnes. So you decided to solve it with a little performance.

Warnings : Angst, Fluff, Happy Ending (or is it?😏), swearing, one line used 'her' as reader's pronouns, pls tell me if u see anything else

Word Count : 2.1k

Note : here's pt2 ! pls let my family go now :c

Natasha.

Natasha didn't want to attend tonight's party. 'Cause the last party she went to was with you. The last party she went to, she was clinging onto your arm. The last party she went to, she slept in your arms.

Unlike you, who always asked if you could be her date for the night, Bucky asked her to be his date for tonight. Normally Natasha wouldn't notice those miniscule things, but it was just so different from you.

Unlike you, who always insisted on picking her up from her room, Bucky just waited for her at the elevator.

Bucky brought her a bouquet of roses when they met at the elevator! You never bought her a bouquet of real roses... cause you always gave her paper ones, ones you knew she would appreciate more since they don't wither.

Bucky asked how he looked and said that Natasha looked perfect to be his date. You always told her she looked amazing, and joked about not looking good enough to be her date.

Bucky bought her a drink and a stronger drink for himself, like a gentleman. You always got the lesser alcoholic ones since you wanted to stay sober enough to take care of her in case she gets drunk.

She hated comparing him to you. But she couldn't help it. His arms just don't compare to yours.

She shook her head to clear away any thoughts about you, wanting to focus on her night with Bucky. She subconsciously searched the crowds for you, but she couldn't find that y/h/c hair that she could always find in the midst of the crowds.

Bucky asked her to dance. They stood in the middle of the makeshift dancefloor. Everyone's eyes were on them, she didn't like it. You always knew she felt uncomfortable being the center of attention. Bucky seemed to like it, though.

She saw how Bucky signaled Steve to sing. Mouthing a song title she wasn't able to read. Steve seemed skeptical at first, but the questioning look from Bucky caused him to concede and sing the song.

When 'Wonderful Tonight' started playing, Natasha's eyes winded. It was your song. The song you always sang to her. The song you two danced together. She's dancing it again, just not with you.

She tried her best to smile, and tried her best to not imagine you as she danced with Bucky.

She remembered how you used to sing the song in her ear as you two slowly danced around the kitchen, at 2am, using the refrigerator light as light, whenever she had nightmares.

"Oh, my darling, you were wonderful tonight" You—Bucky—whispered in her ear as the song came to an end. You—Bucky—kissed her forehead as you two pulled away.

She was going to excuse herself to the bathroom to clear out her thoughts when the next singer caught her attention.

It was you.

I saw you dancing in a crowded room

You look so happy when I'm not with you

You looked so breathtaking, she thought. Oh how she would've loved to arrive and leave with her in your arms. But she couldn't. She was in Bucky's arms.

"Hey, everyone. I hope y'all are having an amazing night. I do hope you enjoy these songs I'm about to play." You said as you clicked the instrumental version of the song you chose, on the tablet.

She couldn't deny how much she missed your voice. How much she longs to hear that voice say those 8 letters she used to hear everyday from you.

But then you saw me, caught you by surprise

A single teardrop falling from your eye

When your eyes met, she didn't know what to feel. She didn't know whether to feel happy, to feel sad, to feel hurt, or to feel angry that she let you go.

That bittersweet smile you gave her, hurt her in ways she didn't even know was possible. She got shot before, she got stabbed, she got punched and kicked multiple times before, but this type of pain is something she's never experienced before.

She wanted to run up to the stage and beg for your forgiveness while hugging you tightly when she saw the single tear falling from your eye.

I don't know why I run away

I made you cry when I run away

She left before the song ended. She ran away, again. She ran to the rooftop. The place where you two always ran together to.

She didn't even notice Bucky following her.

Wanda Immediately approached you when you got off stage. She pulled you into a hug before pointing at the stairway up to the rooftop.

"She's up there. Go follow her, please. Bucky followed her, I'm worried it might not end well for Bucky." She said with a wince, remembering the last time someone tried to approach Natasha while she had so many emotions running.

You bit your lower lip, your hesitation was strong. But the worried look from Wanda was enough to make you run up.

"Leave me alone for a minute, Buck." You heard Natasha say, trying to control her emotions. Her hands are gripping the rails so tightly, her knuckles were turning white.

"What's wrong Tash?" The nickname he used wasn't helping. You used to call her that all the time.

"Please, Bucky, just 5 minutes. Please." She pleaded, you noticed her grip was getting tighter.

"Just tell me what's wrong, Natasha!" He raised his voice. Something you never did in all your years you two dated.

"For fuck's sake I still love her! I still fucking love Y/N so much, that it actually hurts! Is that what you wanted to hear?!" Natasha finally screamed back, turning to face Bucky directly. Tears were rolling down her cheeks.

"Я так скучаю по ней, Bucky, which is stupid cause I was the one who broke her heart. So I have no right to act like it hurts me more, but it still hurts so much." She murmured, not even caring that she was crying in front of Bucky. (translation : I miss her so much.)

"What?" Bucky couldn't believe it. He thought they were both in love, he was even going to ask her to be his girlfriend officially tonight. "Leave, please." Natasha forced herself to calm down, glaring at Bucky as he shamefully walked towards the stairwell where you were.

When Bucky saw you, he tried his best to give you a genuine smile. "Her heart's still yours. Don't lose it." He said as he gave your shoulder a pat and walked away.

You took a deep breath before approaching Natasha.

"Tasha." Just one word from you was enough to gain Natasha's attention. She turned around in surprise, wiping her tears hastily.

"Y/N? What're you doing here?" She tried her best to act calm, using all her spy skills to act collected in front of you. But you both know that you could see right through it.

"Was it true, Natasha? You told Bucky you still love me. Were you telling the truth?" You asked carefully, not wanting to overwhelm her. You leaned your back against the railings beside her, she had her arms leaning against it as she looked at the busy streets below.

"What are you going to do if I said yes?" She answered your question with her own question. You just shrugged, staring up into the stars.

You felt her shiver when a particularly strong wind blew past you. Instinctively, you gave her your jacket.

You could've asked me why I broke your heart

You could've told me that you fell apart

"Why aren't you asking me why I left? Why I ran away? Why aren't you screaming at me? Why aren't you mad at me?" She said after you placed your jacket on her shoulders. She was frustrated at herself for ending things with you. She was also frustrated as to why you weren't hating her like she thinks she deserves.

"What's the point of getting mad? Being mad at you won't get you back, it won't help me understand why you left either." She hated how understanding you were. It made her guilt grow bigger with every word you say.

"I really want to ask something though," She looked at you expectantly, thinking of possible questions you could ask. "Why'd you run away?" You felt her breath hitch when you finally let those words leave your tongue. You were also nervous yourself, not knowing what to expect from your ex-girlfriend.

"I was scared." She took a deep breath before continuing, "You're just too perfect. We were so perfect that it terrified me. Nothing stays that good that long. Everything had consequences. Maybe the consequence for me was that you moved on so quickly."

But you walked past me like I wasn't there

And just pretended like you didn't care

Your brows furrowed. 'You moved on too quickly'?

"But I haven't moved on, Nat. What gave you the idea that I already did?"

"You just walk past me everyday at the compound ever since you returned. I thought you didn't care about it anymore." She finally looked at you, both your eyes meeting like they were always destined to meet.

"'Cause I didn't want to hold you back, Natasha. I thought it'd help us both move on if we acted like nothing happened. I guess it didn't, I'm sorry." You were always so nice. Natasha hated it. She hated the fact that she feels like she's abusing your kindness and that she couldn't do anything about it.

Take me back 'cause I wanna stay

Save your tears for another

"Does that mean you still love me?" Natasha hesitantly asked, biting her lower lip.

"Of course, Tash." You said with a small sad smile. A smile immediately made itsm's way to her face. But when she saw your smile, her's faltered and her brows furrowed.

"I'm assuming there's a 'but' to that sentence?"

You nodded slowly, giving her a smile that made her worries grow.

"I never stopped loving you, Tasha, just... not in the same way as before." Natasha felt her heart drop. No matter how much she tried to stop the tears from falling, she couldn't stop them when she heard those words from you.

"What do you mean, Y/N?"

Yeah, I broke your heart like someone did to mine

And now you won't love me for a second time

You bit your lower lip, trying to find the right words to explain it properly to her.

"I still love you, but you hurt me, Tasha. I understand you got scared, but if you really loved me you would've told me. You should've explained your feelings and worries to me. We could've gotten through that together." You hated seeing her cry, more so being the reason she's crying. But you needed to tell her this, you both needed it to move on.

"I'm sorry. Does that mean we— you don't want me back anymore?" She asked in a voice so quiet you could barely hear it.

I realize that I'm much too late

And you deserve someone better

Your smile broke all her hopes. She started sobbing quietly, something she's never done before. She's a silent crier, so hearing her sob hurts you way more than you expected. You immediately pulled her into a hug, confusing her but her mind was too foggy to even question it. Her arms instinctively went around your neck as she buried her face into the crook of your neck.

Save your tears for another day

"Of course I want you back, silly. I'm just saying that we need to work to get back to where we were before. I won't ever let you go again, Natasha, so please don't let go either." You whispered into her ear. Every part of Natasha came back to life the moment those words left your lips.

You felt her hug you tighter. You continued to whisper comforting words to calm her down, as she whispered promises to you as well.

"You are the only sure thing in a world filled with a thousand doubts, Natalia. Please don't walk away again." You murmured, feeling her nodding her head hastily.

"Never again, my love. You're the only thing that keeps me sane. I love you." She pulled away from the hug to cup your cheeks and close the gap between your lips.

That's when you knew, you're never going to see her in the arms of anyone besides yourself, ever again.

Save your tears for another day (ah)

Save your tears for another day (ah)

note :

surprise ! the original ending was that bucky and natasha ended up together cause y/n didn't want to take natasha back. buuuut i didn't wanna hurt myself that much while writing it so yeah, u guys get this. enjoyyyy!

taglist (i won't do taglists but i will be doing it for fics w/ diff parts) : @taliiiaasteria @itstashaswife @username23345 @wandanatlov3r @esposadejoyhuerta @marvelwomen-simp @artm99 @d3adp00ls @freewaysigns-underpasses @unique0003 @inlovewithalcinadimitrescu @spid3rfan @ellieromanov @mikookaaaaaao @miky40s @ncsdlr @unknownfanfic @pipsipey17 @tarathia @kyky-maximoff @graceher07 (i didn't know if the people who asked for pt2 wanted to get tagged so if u didn't, i'm so sorrryyyyy)

[homecomingvn]

could you like make genderbend art ....

im just currently in my kiss women era

who am I to deny such a humble request ^^

Fem Henry + Eli for ur viewing pleasure :3c

[your-favourite-space-girl]

Hawk Moskowitz with a Baker s/o

Requested: yes or no

Note: i didn't know if you wanted headcannons or something else but i went with hcs :)

Warning(s): none

Summary: Hawk Moskowitz with a Baker s/o

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°He would LOVES when you pack him some of your pastries for school

°He likes watching you bake but most of the time he wouldn't help, but when he does, the kitchen is a mess, the counters are full of flour, sugar, and other baking materiels

°He loves and appreciates it when you bake him a victory cake for when he won or Eagle Fang/Miyagi-do won a tournament

°everytime you bake him cookies for school, he doesn't let anyone except for Miguel and Demetri to have a bite, and when someone asks for a cookie he says "No. These cookies are MINE, made by MY girlfriend."

°likes coming with you if your going to buy some materials for your pastries

°if you guys get into a argument, he won't apologise so he hides your sprinkles and frosting until you apologise

°but if you don't apologise, eventually he'll miss your baking and give you back the sprinkles and frosting while apologising and asking you to bake something for him

°One time someone in cobra kai said that your baking sucks, don't be surprised if they ended up getting beat up by your Eagle Fang boyfriend

°He would sometimes eat your sprinkles and ends up finishing it all, so he feels bad and goes to the shop to get you new sprinkles

°would help you clean up the kitchen if its messy or if your tired

°If your sick or really tired he would try to bake you something to make you feel better, but it ended up a little burnt but that's okay <3

[the-crystal-one]

The Crystal One's Master List

Yeaaaaah I know there's not that many stories yet but I don't want yall to like, scurry and try to find them soooo ILL JUST PUT EM HERE

Cobra Kai

Eli Moskowitz x Black Reader (Deja Jones) Part 1 : Here Part 2: Here

HC #1: How did we get here?

Any request for other characters? Let me know!

Euphoria

Fezco x Black Reader (Caramel Bennett) Here y'all Go

Elliot x Black!Fem!Reader (WIP)

Siiiiigh Big Mouth (Judd Birch) X Black reader (Shalene  Foreman-Greenwald) : ...Why would y'all wanna see this? anyway Here

Also in the process of updating so yeah, have fun!

HairSpray (Corny Collins) x Black!Reader (Stubbs Reader)

Mood Board: Here

Nicest Kids in Town!: Always In progress

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4 Chapter 5

Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 7: Part 2 WIP Suicide Squad

In Progress

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when you’re going through the motions, losing focus, losing grip