#goose fan fiction

[topguncortez]

Hands to Yourself

Spring Break Kickback | Masterlist

synopsis: Goose's love language is physical touch, and sometimes he can get a bit handsy

prompt: “we’re in public you know”

warnings: public display of affection, fingering, public sex (kinda), allusion to smut.

word count: 1.3k

It was no surprise that Goose’s love language was physical touch. He was a very hands-on type of person. He liked building things, working on puzzles, drawing, holding your hand whenever you’re out at the O Club. He was always having to touch you, a hand on your thigh, or an arm around your shoulders, or even having you sit on his lap. His touchiness seemed to get more extensive when he came home from a long deployment or when he was horny. Like tonight. 

Maverick had somehow convinced you to come join Goose, Ice and Slider at the O Club for a drink. You were happy to join in on the festivities, throwing on a red checked sundress and sandals, easily spotting your mustached pilot when you walked into the bar. 

“Great Balls of Fire, look at my girl,” Goose whistled as you walked up to him. You blushed as he took your hand and twirled you around in a circle before bringing you into his arms. He pressed a kiss to your cheek, as his hand slid down your back, resting on the curve above your ass, “How was your day?” 

“Good. Spent the day finishing up that quilt for Bradley,” You pecked his lips, “How was your day?” 

“Good, better now that you’re here,” Goose gives you that thousand watt smile and pulls you in for a slow, sensual kiss. You feel your cheeks heating up as his hand slips down to your ass, and gives it a squeeze. You jump back from him and he’s got a shit eating grin on his face. 

“Hands to yourself, Mister,” You point at him and he holds his hands up in defense. Even though you both know. . . he won’t keep his hands to himself. 

And you were right. Goose hardly kept his hands to himself, or let you out of his arms reach. He had settled your group into a booth near the back. He sat next to you in the booth, sitting on the outside so he could easily go and get you another drink if you wanted it. He had his arm around you, playing with the ends of your hair as you talked to Charlie about this blanket you were going to make for Viper’s new grandchild. That was one thing that Goose loved about you. Your love language was gift giving and you loved to make gifts for everyone. 

You were deep in your conversation when you started to feel the light brush of fingers up your thigh. You glanced over at Goose, who was looking down at you and gave you a small smile. You shook your head and went back to your conversation with Charlie. It was a couple seconds later that you felt Goose’s hand on your thigh. You sucked in a breath as you tried to listen to Charlie talking about some training plan that she was trying to execute at work. But the feeling of Goose’s fingers swiping against your inner thigh was pulling your attention into other places. Charlie excused herself from the table to go find Maverick, who was shamelessly flirting with another woman across the bar. When she left, you turned and swatted Goose’s chest. 

“Nicholas,” You scolded, “Hands. . .” You grabbed his hand, “To. . .” You picked it up from your thigh, “Yourself,” You placed his hand back in his lap, just by his crotch. Goose had that glint in his eye, that look that he got when he and Maverick were about to do something mischievous. He leaned down and pecked your nose, before placing his hand back on your thigh. 

“I don’t think,” He slid his hand up your thigh, “You want me to do that.” You let out a shaky breath as you tried not to let your eyes roll to the back of your head as his fingers trailed to the spot that you needed him the most. You were suddenly thankful that Goose decided to sit on the outside of the booth. Damn Goose, and the way he could make you melt with just one look. 

He leaned in, the scent of his cologne clouding your senses as he gently nuzzled against your cheek. You had learned to love the feeling of his mustache against your skin, and threatened to leave him if he even spoke of shaving it. The roughness of his palm sent a shiver down your body as he gripped your thigh, his fingers digging into the skin. 

“Goosey,” You sighed and leaned your head back against the cushion of the booth. 

“Be a good girl for me,” Goose said quietly, his voice getting that delicious rasp to it, “Let me touch you baby.” You bit back a moan as his finger ghosted over the damp spot that had been created in your panties. You nodded, letting Goose get what he wanted. He let out a sigh, and pressed his lips to your temple, “Thank you so much.” 

You audibly moaned at that. That was the thing about Goose, he was always so thankful that you let him touch you. He was always thanking you, before he slipped his fingers into your panties, or before his tongue lapped at your core, or before his penis penetrated your cunt. He would even thank you as he orgasmed, coating your walls with thick white ropes of cum. 

“Shh, gotta be quiet, honey,” Goose whispered, as he ran a finger through your soaked folds, “Jesus, you’re so wet, soaking my fingers. Bet, you’re always like this.” 

You nodded, “It’s the curse of living with you, Bradshaw.” 

“Oh you poor thing,” Goose chuckled, and you let out a sigh as he rubbed your aching clit, “Oh this what you needed, huh?” You nodded again, “I’ll always take care of you, honey, always.” 

“Goose,” You whined as he drew slow, steady circles on your clit. He moved his fingers lower, finding your soaked opening and easily sliding a finger into you. You bucked your hips up at the feeling and Goose looked around quickly to make sure no one saw anything. Everyone was too busy flirting, drinking or smoking to give a damn that he was knuckle deep in your pussy. You leaned your forehead against Goose’s shoulder to hopefully suppress the moans that were threatening to leave your lips. 

“Clenching around my fingers, honey,” Goose muttered, and curled his fingers to touch that spongy spot inside of you, “You close?” 

“Fucking hell, Goose!” You whined, lifting your head, “I. . .Fuck!” You grabbed his hand, and squeezed his wrist, the universal sign for him to stop, “I want you to make me cum, but. . .” You let out a breathy laugh, “We are in public, you know. And I can’t be quiet when I cum, you know that.” 

Goose smirked and pulled his hand from under your dress. He set his warm hand on your thigh and squeezed it, leaning in for a kiss. You kissed him back and gripped the collar of his khaki service uniform in your hands. He pulled back first for air and leaned his forehead against yours. 

“Oh boy do I know how loud you get,” He laughed, “Pretty sure you’ve woken up the whole dorm be-” You slapped his chest playfully and he pulled you to sit on his lap, still laughing. He grabbed your chin and turned your face to look at him. He peppered kisses all around your face; your forehead, nose, cheeks, chin, and then eventually your lips. 

“Take me home, sailor,” You said, putting your arms around his neck. He looked at you, that look of mischief back in his eye.

Somehow he had managed to get up from the booth, with you still in his arms. You let out a squeal and he kissed your lips before finding his way out of the O Club and towards his awaiting Bronco to take you home and love you properly.

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[overusedtoothbrush]

forget the 9/11 to 50 shades of gray pipeline let’s talk about the top gun to me becoming a ny giants fan pipeline

[fuckyeahchinesefashion]

秦昊 qin hao in shahai沙海/tomb of the sea (adaption of daomu biji series) 

[blood-red-ocean]

Welcome to my Tumblr!

I'm just an Aussie silly goose who consumes horror at an alarming rate. I haven't used Tumblr regularly for over a decade so this is interesting for me. But! I wanted somewhere to dump my arts, ramblings and most importantly, my fanfics! I'd love it if you swung by to check them out!

My Fanfics Desires of Dimitrescu - Currently Updated Weekly! When you awaken in a dark cellar, covered in blood and surrounded by Moroaica, you will do anything to survive, even if that means becoming a maid for the most dangerous woman you could ever possibly envision.

(The above work is a slow burn work in progress, with some canonic elements but is largely not canon compliant.)

Not Your Typical Love Story - Currently Updated Sporadically, Schedule TBA. You thought for so long that all you wanted to do was please the Entity and escape, but that was before you met her. Now, all you want is her.

(The above work is simply a silly little self indulgent fic which is still finding its feet in terms of plot, but it is one of my proudest works.)

You're A Murderer (I Can't Stay Away) - Currently On Hiatus But Returning in December/January! When a fresh wave of brutal, sudden and inexplicable murders sweeps across the city of New Jersey, beloved nurse Sally Smithson finds it increasingly difficult to put a smile on her patients' faces, let alone her own. When everywhere she looks is someone talking about the killings and the brutality of them, Sally finds solace in a chance meeting with who may possibly be the woman of her dreams - at least, she thought as much. With tensions rising, Sally must make an impossible moral decision - trust the woman she loves, or fear the woman who kills.

(The above work is a slow-burn lovers to enemies story. I am still planning the plot out but it will return on a weekly schedule from late December/early January).

That's all I have so far! If I come up with any more I will add them to the list. If there are any questions or requests, please don't hesitate to ask!

[splatooshy]

i love saying ‘canonically’ and then following up with something that isn’t remotely canon at all.

it’s even more fun when my mum believes me.

[derpinathebrave]

So guess who started the Married in Vegas fic from Maverick and Goose's side?! This is what happens when people heap praise on me. Comments work *finger guns*

I'm very busy but hoping to have it up by the end of this weekend. Please send love and good vibes that my brain (and life) behave long enough for me to get it written!

[vintageseawitch]

people who like or even love Draco &/or Lucius Malfoy but claim to dislike or even hate Severus Snape just... confuse tf out of me. like or dislike any characters all you want but just... don't come near me with such a garbage take 😅

[whiskeyswriting]

Glad You Exist

| For: @askmarinaandothers |

| Song: Glad You Exist by Dan + Shay |

Nick Goose Bradshaw will never stop being head over heels over his Irish beauty. He’s even more glad that Scarlet continues to put up with his shenanigans. He constantly calls her just to tell her hi or that he missed her. For their engagement party, Goose was late because he stopped to get her a dachshund just because. Out of the billions of people in the world, Goose would always pick her. “I never want to share secrets with anyone else unless it’s with you. I… I’m just so glad you exist and that you’re mine,” he says as part of his vows on their wedding day.

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Cowboy AU 🏷️ List: @askmarinaandothers @bayisdying @breadsquash @callmemana @dragon-kazansky @callsignscupcake @callsignthirsty @cycbaby @luckyladycreator2 @gracespicybradshaw @mischief-siriusly-managed @starlit-epiphany @heyriojude

[mysteriouspegasus]

Just found out that someone out there came up with the absolutely hilarious and brilliant concept of the Soulmate Goose of Enforcement and I am loving it.

[griseldagimpel]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Untitled Goose Game (Video Game), Piranesi - Susanna Clarke Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Piranesi | Matthew Rose Sorensen, The Other | Valentine Andrew Ketterley, Goose (Untitled Goose Game) Additional Tags: Crossover, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Prequel Summary:

Entries for the Fourth Month in the Year the Albatross Came to the South-Western Halls.

(Not my fic.)

[seiso-m0rt1s]

Kingdom Hearts: Aqua & The Untitled World Chapter 1: What The Goose?

A cool, gentle breeze brushed against the back of her neck. Her alluring blue eyes took in the sights of the calm, and seemingly tranquil green forest. Despite this, she could sense something sinister in the air. Reaching for her Gummi Phone, Keyblade Master Aqua checked to make sure that she read the name of the world correctly. As the words appeared on the screen, she nodded her head. Just as she thought, her mind wasn't playing tricks on her. "The Untitled World..." she remarked, perplexed. Was the Gummi Phone glitching out? Or... was that what the world was actually called? Either way, she wasn't going to find any answers standing around in the middle of a forest.

Putting her Gummi Phone away, she resumed walking. A few minutes earlier when she arrived, she saw a small country town beyond the forest. Ten minutes later, and she was still walking. No Heartless, thankfully, or nobodies for that matter. And certainly, no unversed... but Aqua couldn't shake this nagging feeling like she was being watched the whole time she walked.

It almost felt like that one time in the Realm of Darkness, when she was being stalked by the Dark Hide. Midway through her thoughts, Aqua noticed that she was coming up to a small ditch in the middle of the path she walked. As she drew closer to it, she found a rather strange sight...

In the ditch, she saw 8 hand sized golden bells lying in the dirt. As though someone -or perhaps something- tossed them in the ditch on purpose. Being the inquisitive but cautious person she was, Aqua pondered as to the purpose of the ditch, let alone throwing bells into it.

"Perhaps... some kind of ritual?" she asked herself, but then quickly dismissed it. If it were to be a ritual, one would use something more valuable, like an amulet, or even something simpler like a dime. Not golden bells, assuming they were actually gold and not gold plated. And that was just Aqua assuming that it was perhaps a ritual with the intent being monetary gain.

This ditch, and the world's curious name all seemed rather nonsensical. A world without a title, and a ditch full of bells. Was this an indicator of things to come with this peculiar little world? Looking ahead, Aqua found that her path continued past the ditch, and in the distance, she could see a small wooden fence with a latch-lock. Relieved that her trek through the woods was almost over, Aqua hopped over the ditch, and started to head down the dirt path... and that's when she felt it. Darkness heading straight for her.

With a flick of her wrist, she summoned her keyblade, Stormfell. Just then, five Shadow Heartless emerged from the ground around her feet. She cartwheeled past two of them, making a sweeping strike as she passed them which destroyed them instantly. Aiming the tip of her keyblade at the remaining three, Aqua shouted, "Fire!".

Red sparks erupted from Stormfell's tip before a fireball the size of a bowling ball flew forward with deadly precision. It collided with the Shadows and unleashed a small explosion, vaporizing them on contact. Unsurprisingly, more Heartless started to appear. Neoshadows emerged from the ground, and Powerwilds leaped down from the trees. Steeling herself, Aqua prepared to rain down a hail of lightning onto her foes... when suddenly-

*HONK!!* *Honk!* *honk...*

The sound echoed through the forest before fading with the wind, casting an eerie and tense silence around them soon after. Eyes locked onto the Heartless, she watched as the creatures twitched and frantically hopped about, searching for the source of the strange sound. A rustling sound came from some bushes near the Heartless. Whatever it was must've spooked them, because the Neoshadows melted into the ground, and the Powerwilds flipped and disappeared into a puff of smoke.

Aqua, with her keyblade at the ready, cautiously stepped closer to where the Heartless once stood. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up as soon as she stood in front of the ditch. That feeling from earlier... something was watching her again. Looking around, she called out, "Is someone there?"

No response.

A loud rustling sound next to her feet caught her attention. Taking a battle stance, Aqua's fierce blue eyes locked onto a large bush. Whatever was watching her was there. Another rustling came as whatever was in the bush shifted and moved.

"I know you're there." Aqua announced to her pursuer, her eyes narrowed, "Come out, now!"

No response, or further movement. Cautiously, Aqua lowered her guard slightly, and gently jabbed the tip of Stormfell into the bush. Attempting to coax whatever was hiding in the bushes to come out. Just as she attempted to pull her keyblade out of the bush, she saw a flash of something white and orange lash out. Whatever it was snatched the tip of Aqua's keyblade, and yanked it back into the bush.

"Wha- Hey!" Aqua cried in confusion.

Whatever had grabbed her keyblade had quite the strength! It pulled so hard, that Aqua had to plant both feet into the ground and pull and tug on Stormfell with both hands!

"Enough!" she commanded, tugging and pulling as hard as she could, "Let go-Woah!"

Whatever had grabbed her keyblade suddenly released its hold over her weapon. In doing so, Aqua lost her balance, and fell on her bottom with a soft thud. The grass beneath her cushioning her fall. Wincing as she rubbed her sore behind the keyblade master's eyes locked onto the bush once more as the rustling sound came once more.

Another rustling sound, followed by another, and then... The long white neck of a goose popped out of the bush. Looking at Aqua with its beady little eyes, the Goose let out a firm "Honk!" at the bewildered keyblade master.

"A... A goose?" Aqua asked in confusion.

De-summoning her keyblade, Aqua got back onto her feet. As she did so, the white feathered creature stepped out of the bush. As she thought, it was, in fact, a Goose. A fact that only served to highlight just how strange this world was to Aqua.

Thinking about all that she had seen thus far, Aqua quietly muttered to herself, "What the-" "HONK!!" The Goose honked loudly, startling Aqua.

*To Be Continued*

[topguncortez]

Goose helping you with ppd after having Bradley?

I changed this just a bit cause I had an idea that came to my mind so I hope that's okay:)

Stuck with me

warnings: child birth, postpartum depression, Goose being sickeningly adorable. Carole and Goose aren't together in this but they still have Bradley:)

word count: 1.5k

Goose Masterlist | One Year TG celebration

gif is not mine!! found on google

There was nothing that Nick Bradshaw loved more than being a father. Sure, flying with his best friend came in as a close second. But, coming home at the end of the day to his little boy who looked exactly like him would beat out the adrenaline rush of flying any day. So when you told him that he was going to be a father again, he was overjoyed. In fact, he fell to his knees crying, and hugged you, telling you thank you over and over for giving him another chance at being a dad. 

You couldn’t have asked for a better partner. Goose was by your side through the whole thing. He never missed an appointment (sometimes he even showed up earlier than you, coming from base and you from home). He knew all the milestones that the baby was reaching. You swore he knew more about what was going on with your body better than you did. You didn’t feel any sort of jealousy that this wasn’t Nick’s first pregnancy he was experiencing. It actually brought you some comfort having a partner who had done this before. He was on top of everything, making sure you were comfortable, stepping in to help you with Bradley, and getting the nursery all squared away. 

When you woke up in the middle of the night having contractions, Goose was as cool as he could be. You guessed it was those years of flying in the backseat with Maverick, childbirth was an easy cakewalk. Goose held your hand the whole time, wiping the sweat away from your forehead and holding your hair back when you got sick. He let the threats and curse words you shouted at him roll off his back, knowing the second the baby was placed on your chest, all this would fade away.

And that’s exactly what happened. 

The moment that Brie Elizabeth Bradshaw was placed on your chest, you were in tears and telling Goose that you were sorry for yelling at him. Goose was in such an awe state that he didn’t care about it. It was truly love at first sight when he looked at your little girl. You thought that you would be on cloud nine after giving birth. You thought that you’d go home, have this cute little family that you saw on TV, and everything would be alright. But no amount of books and TV shows could prepare you for how you really felt post-birth. 

You thought it was just exhaustion at first. Brie was fussy from the jump, the doctors told you that at the hospital. She didn’t latch on right away to breastfeed right, and when she did it was only for a few seconds at a time. It was frustrating for you, who wanted to do something that most mothers did. It seemed as though the only person who could calm her down was Goose. She’d cry and cry in your arms but the second Goose held her the crying would cease. Goose told you that was okay, that Brie could tell that you were tired and needed some rest and that once you got home everything would be better. 

But it didn’t get better. In fact, it almost seemed to get worse. 

It wasn’t Bradley’s fault that he was excited to have a new sister. He was only four and the new baby was like a shiny new toy. Goose had a talk with him about being gentle and letting you have your space, but that seemed to go right over Bradley’s head. The little boy wanted to be by your side for every single moment of every single thing. He was climbing up next to you when you fed Brie, or standing next to you on his little step stool when you changed her, or bringing her his toys when she was fussy to try and make her feel better. You tried your hardest to not just snap, knowing that the little boy didn’t know better. 

You had finally hit the wall and that’s when Goose realized this was more than just exhaustion from being a new mom with a toddler in the house. He saw the faraway look in your eyes as you did things like make bottles or wait for laundry. He noticed that every time Brie cried, you’d jump a bit and wait just a moment before going to tend to her, you looked near tears whenever Bradley would come up and try to “help” you with Brie, and you hardly engaged in a conversation with him. 

“So Mav apparently has gotten in trouble again,” Goose sighed as he pulled the blankets back, “Can you believe that? I step away to be a dad and my first child runs off and gets in trouble,” He chuckled and looked over to where you were sitting on the bed, “Baby?” 

“Hm?” You blinked and looked over your shoulder at him, “Mav’s in trouble?” 

“Yeah, he uh. . . that’s not important,” Goose shook his head, “Are you feeling alright?” 

“I’m fine, Goosey,” You tried your best to put a smile on your face but Goose could see right through that. He walked over to you and sat down next to you. He could see the unshed tears in your eyes and gently ran a hand through your hair. 

“You don’t have to lie to me,” Goose whispered, “It’s okay if you’re not.” 

You sucked in a breath, “Did this happen to Carole? D-did she feel like this?” You spoke through sobs and Goose quickly pulled you into his arms. He knew something really must be wrong if you were comparing yourself to his ex. You never did that. You always saw Carole as a friend and had reached out to her several times during your pregnancy. 

“Everyone feels differently, baby,” Goose said, rubbing your back, “What’s going on? Talk to me.” 

You shook your head, pulling away from Goose, “I’m just not good at this. I don’t know why I ever thought I was. I-I can’t make enough milk for her to eat. I can’t stop her from crying. She hates me, Goose. My baby hates me!” 

Goose shushed you and gently grabbed your face, brushing away the tears with the pad of his thumb, “Brie does not hate you. And none of this is your fault. The doctor even said she’s just a fussy baby. And not every woman on the planet can breastfeed, it’s alright.” 

“It’s not!” 

Goose knew better than to try and argue with you about it. Your mind and body were just too tired to be able to be rational. Instead, Goose gently picked you up in his arms and pulled you into his lap. He held you tightly, rocking you gently as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear.

“It’ll be okay,” Goose whispered, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head, “It’ll be okay.” 

— — — 

You knew you had slept way too long when you woke up with full, sore breasts. You moaned in pain as you walked down the hall toward Brie’s nursery, only to find it empty. Your heart started racing in your chest, as you raced down the steps as quickly as you could. Tears started to fill your eyes, the nightmares you had been having started to come true.

“Goose!” You gasped out, trying to keep your tears at bay. You stood in the middle of the living room, trying to catch your breath, pulling on the strands of your hair, “Nick! S-someone took Brie!” 

“What?” Goose’s eyebrows furrowed as he walked into the living room, “Sweetheart, breathe for me,” He gently took your hands from your hair, holding squeezing them gently, “What’s wrong?” 

“Someone took Brie!” You cried, “I-I’m so sorry! I tried my hardest to be a good-” 

“No, no,” Goose shook his head, “No one took her, I promise. She woke up crying and I got her so you could sleep. I didn’t mean to scare you, sweetheart, she’s okay.” 

“What’s wrong with me!?” You cried and Goose pulled you into his arms. He gently pulled you to the couch, still keeping his arms around you. 

“There is not a single thing wrong with you,” He kissed your tear-stained cheek, “You’re just tired and overworked. I’m sorry I didn’t see it until now. I’m sorry I wasn’t more helpful with feedings and Bradley,” You opened your mouth to say something but Goose shook his head, “I’ve got the next week off so I can stay home and help you. Carole agreed to switch weeks to have Bradley. It’s just us, okay?” 

You nodded, sucking in a breath, “I think I need to see the doctor.” 

“That’s okay,” Goose said, kissing the crown of your head, “That’s totally, okay. I can call and make the appointment while you rest. Everything you’re going through is normal, I promise you. It’ll be okay, you’ll get through it.” 

“Just don’t leave me,” You mumbled against his chest. 

“Never in a thousand years will I leave my girls. Hate to say it sweetheart, but you’re stuck with me.”

Goose taglist: @damrlova @shanimallina87 @desert-fern @mygyn @cherrycola27  @yanna-banana @topgun-imagines @bradleybeachbabe @startrekfangirl2233 @xoxabs88xox @bradshawseresinbabe @happypopcornprincess  @bradswolfe @callsignharper @genius2050

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[thestayathomedragon]

welp if I'm gonna let my chronic pain, general depression and heightened anxiety make me chicken out of work I might as well channel my rage into some fan fiction am I right? :D

[beezonia]

I just watched the marvels and I am shook

Some notes under the cut cause wowzers I could talk about this for hours

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Okay I love love love the ladies relationship

A family can be a princess who married for tax purposes, a teen who writes fan fiction and a captain who can phase through walls and who’s aunt is a princess

ALSO VALCAROL TOO HOLY SHIT THE KISS

I HOPE THEY MEET AGAIN BECAUSE HOLY I LOVE THEMMM

Literally Kamala is me every single time she meets a hero

I LOVE MONICA RAMBEAU SHES SOO COOL

I love Monica nerding out and having to simplify everything for everyone

PRINCESS CAROL MY BELOVED

Okay I find it so cool that there was a whole planet that communicated through song (theatre kids would thrive there)

“He’s bilingual” I HOWLED THIS WAS HILARIOUS

LITERALLY KAMALA AND HER FAMILY ARE SO PRECIOUS

Prince yan my beloved tooo

GOOSE AND THE KITTIES OH MY GOD

WHEN MEMORIES STARTED PLAYING I WAS CRYING WITH LAUGHTER

MONICA’S SACRIFICE I CRIED SO HARD

BUT HOLY SHIT THE XMEN WHATTT

Monica’s deadpan “shit” was hilarious

MY JAW DROPPED

ALSO KAMALA AND KATE LETS GOOOOOO

Kamala being Fury’s Protégée I love love love that

Oh my god I love this film sm it was so good

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[leeus-writing]

Master List 2020-2022

Please find below my Master list 2020-2022, This is a very very long list.

For Master List 2023 onwards see HERE!

Fan Fictions:

That Dammed Goose!* Those Dammed Geese

Bad things Happen - Nsfw

Goddess - Nsfw

Enemy - Nsfw

ShinRa HR Reports

The Marriage - NSFW TWs

Union -  Nsfw

Meteor Falls -  Nsfw

Holiday Specials

Reno

Halloween:

Reno’s Secret - NSFW

Puppy Eyes

Castle - NSFW

Treat of a Night

Lost in a Maze - NSFW

Spirit night Care

Winter

I missed you - OC - NSFW

A gift for you - NSFW

Holding you Close and Warm - NSFW

Fire Passion - Nsfw

Vincent

Halloween:

Thorns -NSFW

Destroy what's inside me - NSFW

Winter

A perfect Night - NSFW

Home

Not to Cold - NSFW

Cloud

Halloween:

Haunted - NSFW

Alluring - NSFW

Night time Hunts - Cloud - NSFW

A loss - Cloud

Winter

Look at the Stars

Sephiroth

Halloween:

An Unexpected Night

Demons

The Queen of Cats - NSFW

In the Shadows

Man in the Mirror - NSFW

Tricks

A Loss - Sephiroth

Vampires of SOLDIER

Winter

Meeting you again

You’re Back - NSFW

Holiday away - Part 1

Holiday away - Part 2 NSFW

Zack

Winter

Frosty Touch

Snow

Halloween

Haunted House

Nighttime Hunts - Zack - NSFW

A loss - Zack

~ Misc:

Barret:  Affections

All: Siren

Sephiroth, Reno, Zack and Cloud: Hard Work - NSFW

Sephiroth, Zack and Cloud: Music

Sephiroth, Zack, Cloud and Vincent: Meeting the family

Roche: Relationship with a Biker

Sephiroth and Vincent - I love you

Roche and Vincent: Romance

Cloud and Sephiroth: Just Pick One

Cross over with FFXV - Oracle

2020 Requests

Reno - 2020 Posts

Headcanons:

Clingy Partner

S/O with Short Hair

NSFW Headcanons

New baby related: His New Born And New Fathers

Over Worked

Tourette’s

Arguments

Loving Care

A Size

The Bosses Sister

First Time ~ NSFW

Your Crush

Expecting

Ideal

Tie Him up - NSWF

Choice

One-shots:

Play Red had logged in - Nsfw

The Sweetest View

The Witching Hour - Nsfw

She has Power

Ice Play - Nsfw

Its You

Tickled - Nsfw

Choices - Nsfw

Hardest of times

Protective* Strength

I will always be by your side - Nsfw

Not So Chill - Nsfw

Doth Thou - Nsfw

I choose You - Nsfw

The Que Skipper

Not your Fault

Just Stay Safe

Waiting all Night - Nsfw

Don’t go, Not tonight - Nsfw

You’re more than what you think - Nsfw

I missed you - Nsfw

Sephiroth - 2020 Posts

Headcanons:

S/O with Short Hair

His New Born

Married Life

Arguments

A Size

Intimacy

Strands

What I need

Hard work Pays off

NSFW Headcanons

One-shots:

Sephiroth Meets the Family

The Blind Date

First Times - Nsfw

Something Sweet

Quiet Evenings

Time

More than just looks - Nsfw

Holding you Close

Welcome Home - Nsfw

I can’t wait - Nsfw

Over training - Nsfw

Goddess

Sweet Kisses - Nsfw

I Care for you

Soothing

Vincent - 2020 Posts

Headcanons:

S/O with Short Hair

NSFW Headcanons

New Fathers

What I need

One-shots

A night spent with the Dark - Nsfw

Something New - Nsfw

Something Sweet

First dates and Thunderstorms

Scars

Back Message

Comforting you in your Fears

Thank you for your time

A perfect Night - Nsfw

Thank you for your time

Cloud - 2020 Posts

Headcanons:

Affections

A Size

Intimacy* Ideal

One-Shots:

Confidence - Nsfw

Trust

Holiday Fun - Nsfw

Choices - Nsfw

Day Off

Zack - 2020 Posts

 Intimacy

**2021 Requests **

Reno - 2021 Posts

One-shots:

Busy

Just close your eyes, You’ll be alright - OC

So forgetful

Accidents Happen - NSFW

Rosie

Come back to me

I’m Here

Out in the storms

Late nights

Hot Mess

Positive

Losing a part of me

Lost

Start of Something?

Photos - NSFW

Sephiroth - 2021 Posts

Headcanons:

Sephiroth the Flirt

One-shots:

Echo’s of the Past

The Mission - NSFW

I am Sorry for Everything

No Choice

The Next Morning…

Glorious Silver Hair

Amusement

Your not who you say you are - NSFW

In His Mind - NSFW

Cosy

Something to Squeeze - NSFW

Encouraged* Stranger Times - NSFW

A Kiss

Comi-Con

Home Cooked

Heart Break

Let me Try

Rookie

Vincent - 2021 Posts

Headcanons:

I’ll Hold you all night if I have to

One-shots

More than Just friends

Date - NSFW

Tender Loving Care - NSFW

A picture of Trouble

The warmth of you - NSFW

Safety

Holding you Safe

Laying here beside you

Spring Clean

Singing

Conversation with a Stranger

Better Differences

Migraine

Silent Words - NSFW

Tight Muscles

Music to my Ears

Sleeping Safe

Cloud - 2021 Posts

Headcanons:

Love me Close

One-Shots:

A Cup of Coffee - NSFW

I’d Die for you

Hard Work - NSFW

At your service - NSFW

Curves - NSFW

Rufus - 2021 Posts

One-Shots:

Guard Duties

Dancer

2022 

 Reno:

Headcanons

A Little Loving

Reno - SFW HC

Oneshots:

Clothed in Red - Nsfw

Mine - Nsfw

I care for you

Reno’s… Baby?

Reno’s… Baby? pt 2

Where is Home?

Don’t Drink Walled Fairy!!

Working Ahead

Personal Assistant

Love and Loss - NSFW

FIGHT ME!

I Know you

I know you, pt 2

What could have Been - Reno

Fate

Waking nightmare

Childhood Dramas - Reno

Diverse - Reno

Happy Birthday

Jealous

Alone

 Sephiroth: 

One shots

Hot like fire - Nsfw

Ice Fishing

A sea of Stars - Nsfw

Crystal Man

The Plan

A wins a Win

Touched

Portrait 

Childhood Dramas - Sephiroth

SOLDIER Meeting - NSFW

Meeting again - NSFW

Don’t Go

~ Headcanons:

Understanding  - NSFW

Gently now - NSFW

The Black Wing

The Wing

~ Vincent:

Headcanons

A Little Loving

A little bit of Fun

Vincent - SFW HC

Oneshots:

Childhood Dramas - Vincent

Diverse - Vincent

~ Cloud:

Headcanons:

The Wing 

Oneshots:

Small Family

Jealousy Bites! - Nsfw

Please Talk to me

Late-night Visits

Nipped! - NSFW

Sleeping Hot Next to You - NSFW

FIGHT ME!

Silence

Curve Ball

What could have been - Cloud

Childhood Dramas - Cloud

The Strength of You

~ Rufus:

Headcanons

Cheeky getaway

Rufus - SFW HC

Rufus - NSFW HC

The Wing

Oneshots

Snow

The Bite - Nsfw

Guard Duties - 2

A Show - Nsfw

Living To far away

Personal Assistant - NSFW

What could have Been - Rufus

The Cold

Coconut Cake

Denial 

The Kid

Who do you care for

~ Zack

Headcanons

A Little Loving

Oneshots

TLC

Snapped - NSFW

Green Fairy Strikes again

[dedfly]

So small little request

Shadow Milk being caught by their s/o while they are writting poetry about them

† this best dedicate to much effort in writing poetry, what would be basically him writing S/O x Shadow Milk Cookie fan fiction

†This jester will get from somewhere a comically large goose feather with fancy curls,(wait, it could be a swan feather-) antique furniture and create a whole special writing room for himself

† finally he sat down to write his the most important piece of art, his face will be so solemn as if this was writing not a love poem (of which he wrote more than a hundred) but the most important document in the entire history of cookiekind

† Well it is. For him.

† And this is what he is focused on: writing, his feelings and how the feather glides across the paper creating living proof of his love

† let's just say he is not expecting you sneak out on him

You never hear Shadow Milk scream so loudly only to turn to you in completely calm and collected fashion. Only his frightened, shifting eyes in his hair gave away how actually started he is because of you.

Well not like normal cookie would turn it's head. He turn it on 180° only to face you. "Yes, love~?" It was as if that loud scream had never happened at all.

“Oh it's nothing, I just wanted to see you.” you said startled by loud noise he made just a second ago. Such fuss only because of some piece of paper, well, you looked over his shoulder, you should've tell him you here. You felt a little guilty before your attention shifted to his table.

Your gaze fell on this “piece of paper”, and you slowly began to understand that by the number of hearts and how the capital letter was written too patterned, let alone by the way he write letters so flowery, this was not a JUST a letter. You can't help but feel her heart warming, by his effort.

"Wait is that?-"

Shadow Milk quickly slammed both of his hands down on the table, covering the paper, that was actually an elaborately decorated scroll,with both hands. You jumped a little, why he is so protective of it? It's almost cute. Then you think to yourself. One of his shadowy hands separated from the main black mass with blue eyes that hung from different ends of the room as if his retinue. The hand slid, surprisingly tightly covering your eyes, “Oh darling, don’t spoil yourself”, he said in somewhat teasing fashion.