#marvel x non-binary reader

[freak-accident419]

how i imagine myself as the reader, not knowing I was reading a fem!reader fic until I get to the middle of the story when they finally describe the reader but with she/her pronouns and feminine descriptions, because it wasn't tagged in the beginning

as someone who isn't a woman, I automatically feel like I'm Marcus/Kevin Copeland dressing as Tiffany/Brittany Wilson whenever I accidentally read an untagged fem!reader fic and it's just so funny and enhances the experience

[hapuchika]

Mommy!Wanda x nb!reader

I'm just imagining Mommy!Wanda dating y/n for a couple of months until they (reader) came out as non-binary.

Wanda spends the entire night researching different gender-neutral pet names and different ways to make her partner feel as special as they make her feel.

From then on Wanda uses terms like "darling", "love", and "sweetheart".

Y/n pretty quickly figures out the change and they just fall more in love with the sokovian.

What they don't expect is when Wanda throws y/n onto the bed, straddling their face.

Looking into their glossy eyes, Wanda uttered the words that nearly made y/n come on the spot.

"Be a good little pet and make mommy come, will you?"

[sleepingdeath-light]

the concubine ; 18+

requested by ; anonymous (kinktober entry)

word count ; 1036

content ; sexually explicit content, oral (male receiving), implied dom/sub dynamic, referenced praise/worship kink, implied size kink, getting caught/semi public sex

fandom ; marvel cinematic universe / thor films

pairing ; king!loki odinson x non binary afab reader

read also on ; ao3

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The role of the concubine was to serve their prince without question or hesitation, to give mind and body in equal measure the second it is asked of them, and to make themselves available at a moment's notice if they are called upon. These traits of willingness, obedience, and sensuality were ones that you'd embodied perfectly for centuries as you loyally served the royal family of Asgard in the only way you could — servicing and pleasuring their youngest prince more times than you could ever hope to count over the millennia you'd known each other; earning you the title of his favourite servant, which he’d often make known whenever such things were discussed amidst the drunken whispers and seedy gossiping of royal feasts.

This favouritism was precisely why you had been the first one called upon when your dear prince had been crowned as the reigning monarch in his brother's absence (well, in truth it was more accurately described as exile but nobody wished to utter such filthy words about dear Thor). Summoned to the throne room by messenger — whose arrival had caused quite the uproar amongst your fellow private servants, which was only made worse by her insistence on you being the only one to come with her — and escorted by a dozen or so guards to meet with your new king. Though, of course, meet was more of a polite euphemism for what you’d been called upon to do, as you fully intended to help him celebrate in ways only a concubine could: with you on your knees, pleasuring him eagerly wherever and however he wished.

So that is exactly what you did.

—————

The coldness of the throne room floor seeped up through your sheer robe and chilled the skin of your calves as you knelt on it, with the only reprieve being the distracting feeling of his large slender hands in your hair and his cock sliding in and out of your mouth. He was big, to put it bluntly: long, and thick, and intimidating enough that most would choke before even wrapping their lips around the pinkish tip — a cock befitting of a god such as himself if ever there was such a thing. As pretty as a dick could be, yet so imposing that you couldn’t help but want to worship it whenever you laid eyes upon it.

And worship you did: reaching up with one hand to gently, tenderly, massage his balls whilst the other grasped at one of the strong, leather clad, thighs on either side of your head just to try and keep yourself steady and upright; running the flat of your tongue along the velvety length of his shaft, circling the pointed tip along the swollen head before taking it between your lips and lightly sucking on it — repeating the process over and over again, slowly taking more and more of him into your mouth each time as you readjusted to his size; taking him to the hilt every couple of seconds, not stopping until you could feel the leaking tip hit the back of your throat, then starting to bob your head and hollow your cheeks whilst humming softly around his cock — watching through your eyelashes as he bit down on his lower lip, furrowed his brow and let his head fall back against the ancient golden headrest behind him. He truly was a work of art; more than worthy of being called a god, and you earnestly told him as much whenever you pulled away for a sparse few moments to catch your breath.

Whispering about how 'large' and 'handsome' his cock was, repeating how 'honoured' you were to be permitted to pleasure him, and calling him 'my king', 'my lord' and 'my god' in between high pitched gasps when you felt the familiar tingling of his magic starting to worm its way between your thighs. Savouring the flavour of him as small pearls of precum slipped from his slit, eagerly swallowing all he had to give even as your legs started to sting and grow numb. Basking in every sound he made because of you — every moan and groan that he tried to muffle by biting down on his glove clad hand, every grunt that punctuated his hips bucking up into your mouth, every low whisper of praise ('just like that,') or command ('keep on going, pet,', 'don't stop until I tell you to,') that he gave to you, and that you followed without the slightest hint of hesitation in your mind or demeanour.

How very well trained.

And, too distracted by the smell of his musk and the heaviness of his length on your tongue as you took him to the hilt once again, you didn’t manage to hear the sound of footsteps approaching the throne room from behind you in time to save your, and more importantly your king’s, dignity. And Loki, completely caught up in the hot tense feeling of his approaching climax and swirling thoughts of what he’d do to you next, didn’t even realise that anyone else was near enough to catch you until it was too late. His superior senses dulled by hazy pleasure until those footsteps came to an abrupt halt and his eyes snapped open to see one of his many guards, mouth agape in shock and frozen in place as he processed exactly what he’d walked in on.

Thankfully all it took was your king yelling at him to ‘get out!’ and scolding him for not seeing that he was clearly ‘busy’ for the unfortunate young man to scurry off with his tail between his legs. Though the mood was very much so ruined after that.

You’d have to continue this somewhere more private later, your king had to do some damage control…

[spidey-x-male-reader]

Pls do spot with a non-binary spider reader who not only thinks he and his abilities are cool, but teaches him how to properly use them. Pls I have so much brains of for this man I'LL TAKE EVEN THE TINIEST CRUMB JUST PLS🙏🙏

Pairing: The Spot x nonbinary!reader

Warnings: ///

A/N: God I was really trying my best with this one. I hope it's alright!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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Being part of the spider society probably isn’t your dream job (mostly because you don’t get paid for some reason?) but it was fun most of the time. 

You hang out with people who understand you better than most people around you do, you have fun missions and get to kick ass. What’s better than that?

Of course there’s the occasional multiversal threat but you are great at dealing with that. And you would never get compromised because of anything…never…definitely…

“Oh my god he’s so cool” you mumble to yourself while swinging after the spot.

You were alone for the while, Jess having stayed back to do some damage control, but Miguel has clearly tasked you to catch the Spot and make sure he didn’t do anything dangerous. But currently you are way too focused on how cool the guy looks to think about catching him.

“Hey! Can I ask a question?” you ask while swinging next to him.

“Wha– I guess?” He seems more confused than anything. As much as you can judge from…his non-existent facial features.

“Do your powers have some kind of limit of distance or could you like…go to Italy right now if you wanted?”

“I–” he stops moving and stays standing on a rooftop. “That’s a good question actually.”

You stop standing next to him, carefully touching his shoulder. It feels pretty normal. You imagined something else.

“...aren’t you going to arrest me or something?”

“I’ll think about it when my boss starts paying me.” you shrug. “My name is (y/n) by the way.” you hold your hand out to him. Ah yes. Telling your secret identity to the guy you’re supposed to be hunting. Miguel would give you the most disapproving glare if he saw you right now. 

“The spot.” he shakes your hand. “But…I guess Jonathan if we go by first names” this was probably the weirdest interaction you had all week…or the second weirdest.

“So…tell me more about your powers. How do they work?”

“What? So you can make fun of them?”

“Fun? Are you kidding? This is like…the coolest thing I’ve ever seen. And I saw a guy that turned into a giant rhino. And that’s pretty cool. But those powers are like…” you look up to (were you guess) his face is. “...absolutely incredible. They’re beautiful.”

“Well that’s the first time someone says that…usually they tend to make fun of it or just…the way I look.”

“What’s wrong about the way you look?” you frown, looking at him. “Sure…it’s a bit weird to not have a face to look at but I think we can work with that.”

He doesn’t say something for a few seconds, just studying you silently. “Thank you” he eventually says.

You want to say something when your communicator blinks as you hear Jessica’s voice out of it. “(y/n)? Have you caught the spot?”

You look up at him for a moment. “...no. I lost him. Sorry.”

“It’s okay. Meet me at the meet up point. We’re going to have to think about a new strategy.”

“Of course. I’ll be there in a few minutes. I’ll check the territory once more.” you say before hanging up. “I do not like lying to Jess.”

“Why…did you lie?”

“I didn’t see the reason for turning you in.” you smile at him. “And…you know. Maybe I can help you if you need some more help with your powers. I mean I’m not an expert at portals and stuff but I’m good…positive affirmation.” you grin at him before stepping to the edge of the building.

“How am I…going to find you for that?” he asks, taking a step towards you again.

You turn back to him again. “Don’t worry. I’ll be the one finding you.” you grin and let yourself fall off the building backwards.

That looked cool, right?

You are hoping it looked cool.

And you’re trying to do your best to not think about the fact that you wanted to impress the new villain.

….that was okay….right?

[evol-2023]

Hello,

I could really need some help. I‘ve been looking for a certain Tom Holland x male reader Story. Even though i can not remember if it was a male Reader or TransMale reader. It’s about him showing up on the set in a costume (certain) Outfit and Tom loves it but all the others from the cast are making fun of him. And Tom defends him. That‘s all i can remember. I Hope someone can help me

[ghostedbyalex]

jealous suits you | bucky barnes x reader

summary: Gossip has it that Bucky Barnes is single—and closer than he should be to another woman. But you don't share what's yours. | warnings: (+18), smut, jealousy, possessive behavior, emotional vulnerability, domestic intimacy, non-binary reader, canon divergence "thunderbolts" (contain spoilers).| words: 2.163k

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You stare at your phone screen, the glow harsh against your face in the dim corridor of the elevator. The headline blinks back at you: “Is Bucky Barnes Off the Market? New Flame Rumors Spark After Spotted With Melissa Gold Again!” Another ping. Another article. Another picture. You don’t even bother reading the captions anymore. They all blur into the same narrative — “eligible bachelor,��� “lingering glances,” “something brewing?” It doesn’t matter that you know the truth. Doesn’t matter that you’ve been waking up next to him for months. That his dog adores you. That he once cried in your arms after a mission gone wrong and whispered, “I don’t know what I’d do without you.” None of it matters when the world doesn’t see you. When they write you out like you don’t exist. Like he’s still waiting for someone.

The elevator dings. You step out. Your keys rattle in your hand as you unlock the door to your shared apartment, jaw tight, breath shallow. Inside, the lights are low. Bucky's jacket is slung over the back of the couch, his boots abandoned by the door. The TV hums quietly with some news channel playing reruns of today's announcements. He’s seated at the dining table, elbows propped, fingers tangled in his hair. Papers spread around him. His phone, face-down. A coffee mug — cold and forgotten. He looks up when he hears you. Eyes a little tired, beard a little overgrown. Still beautiful. Still yours. “You’re home,” he says, voice warm, but edged with exhaustion. You don’t answer right away. You drop your bag, walk toward him, slow and steady. He watches you approach, something flickering in his eyes. You see the moment he notices the tension in your jaw. The way your fingers curl into your palm. “What’s wrong?” he asks.

You stop in front of him, standing between his knees. “You tell me,” you say quietly. “Something you want to confess, Barnes?” His brow furrows. “What are you talking about?” You reach down, take his phone from the table, and flip it over. “Melissa Gold?” You press it into his palm. “Is that the narrative now?” He blinks, surprised — then sighs, leans back in his chair, dragging a hand over his face. “Oh. That crap. Again?” Again. Like it’s nothing. You lean forward, placing your hands on his thighs, squeezing them with just enough pressure to make him look at you. “You might be too tired to care about rumors,” you murmur, voice low, “but I’m not. And if the world needs reminding, maybe you do too.” His lips part — to protest? Apologize? You don’t give him the chance. You straddle him in one swift move, your knees tightening around his hips. He exhales hard against your mouth when you kiss him, slow but heavy. Possessive. “Y/N,” he breathes, hands coming to your waist, grounding, trembling. “Wait—what are you—”

“Reminding you,” you whisper, grinding your hips into him deliberately, “that you’re not on the market.” You feel him harden beneath you, his fingers tightening reflexively. You bite his bottom lip — not enough to hurt, just to make a point — then kiss down his jaw, your voice a husky whisper against his skin. “You’re mine, James Buchanan Barnes. And I don’t share.” He groans your name, pulling you closer, hungry now — and you let him. Because this? This is where he remembers. Not from headlines or PR lies. But from the press of your body, the nails on his shoulders, the way you ride him slow and deep until he forgets every name but yours.

Bucky’s hands grip your hips like he’s afraid you’ll disappear — as if you’re the only real thing left in a world spinning too fast. You can feel the tension leave his shoulders slowly, replaced by a different kind of heat as your lips trail down the column of his neck. “You really think I’d look at anyone else?” he asks, his voice rasped, barely above a breath, like he’s afraid to break the moment. You don’t answer — not with words. You shift, grinding against the hardness straining in his jeans, your breath catching at the friction. He groans, deep and guttural, his fingers digging into your waist as his head tips back against the chair.

Your hands find the hem of his shirt, and with one tug, you pull it up — over his head, off his arms. The fabric hits the floor, forgotten. Your eyes rake over him. The scars, the muscle, the story his body tells — a story only you get to read like this. “You’re mine,” you repeat, slower this time, each word a deliberate vow. You lean down and press your lips to the center of his chest. “No matter what they say.” He cups your face, his metal thumb stroking your cheek. “Always,” he says, voice cracking with it. “I don’t care what they print. I care about this. You.” You roll your hips again, slower now, deliberately cruel — drawing a hiss from his lips. “Then prove it.”

The chair scrapes back as he suddenly stands, lifting you with him — your legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. The papers scatter to the floor as he plants you down on the kitchen table, lips crashing into yours like he’s starving for you. “Don’t ever doubt it,” he growls into your mouth. Your shirt’s off before you can even breathe. His mouth is on your chest, your stomach, his teeth scraping possessively across your skin like he wants to leave a trail. A map. A claim. You thread your fingers into his hair, tugging just enough to make him moan. “You’re not allowed to be pretty in paparazzi pictures with other people.” He chuckles — dark and hoarse — between kisses down your body. “Jealous?” “Deadly.”

He looks up at you through thick lashes, pupils blown wide, jaw tight. “Good.” You gasp as he sinks to his knees on the kitchen tiles, dragging your underwear down with aching slowness. His hands part your thighs, spreading you open like a prayer. “This is mine,” he murmurs, voice reverent and filthy all at once. “No cameras. No rumors. Just this.” And then his mouth is on you — hot, skilled, relentless. The table shakes under you. Your hand slaps against it for balance, the other fisting his hair as you arch into the wet heat of his tongue, the low growl vibrating through your core. He worships you there like he needs to make you forget every headline. Every doubt. You come apart like a wave crashing, his name spilling from your lips in broken, desperate gasps.

But he doesn’t stop. When he finally rises, his lips glisten and his eyes are heavy with need. He unbuttons his jeans with one hand, never breaking eye contact. “I want you to scream it,” he rasps. “That you’re mine. That no one else gets to have this. Gets to see you like this.”

You bite your lip, your chest heaving. “Then fuck me like you mean it.” And he does. Right there, on the damn kitchen table — papers and coffee mugs forgotten, the TV muttering nonsense in the background. The only truth in the room is the sound of your moans, the rhythm of your bodies, and the way Bucky clutches you like you're home. Because you are. You push him back by the chest, firm and commanding. “Sit,” you order, voice low, breathless but steady.

Bucky obeys without hesitation, stumbling slightly as he drops back into the chair. His pupils are blown wide, chest rising in quick, shallow bursts, lips parted like he’s already begging. You climb into his lap again, slower this time, deliberate. You reach between you both, grip his length through the undone denim, and watch him shudder. Only you can do this to him. Only your touch makes his jaw clench like that. Only your voice, thick with heat and purpose, makes him forget every command he’s ever taken — because now he only answers to you. You free him from his jeans with a flick of your wrist, letting your fingers wrap around him, guiding him to your entrance with a smirk that feels like fire. When you sink down onto him, his hands shoot to your hips with a bruising grip, a strangled curse falling from his lips.

But you don’t move yet. You stay seated deep, walls pulsing around him, your hands on his chest, holding him still as he trembles beneath you. “You feel that?” you whisper, leaning close enough to brush your lips along his ear. “No one else gets this. No one else can make you fall apart like I do.” He groans your name, hips twitching up, desperate for friction. But you hold him down.

“Say it,” you demand, rolling your hips once — slow, dragging. His head falls back, teeth grit. “Say you’re mine.” “I’m yours,” he gasps, voice wrecked, eyes wild. “Fuck, Y/N—please.” You start to ride him then — a steady, grinding rhythm that builds with every bounce of your hips, every needy moan that slips from his throat. His hands clutch at your thighs like you’re all he has left to hold onto. Your name is a litany on his tongue — no title, no pretense, just raw, open devotion. “You think Melissa Gold could do this?” you pant, grinding down with delicious pressure. “Think she could make you beg like this?” “No,” he chokes, completely undone. “Only you. Only ever you.”

Your pace quickens, pleasure twisting tight in your core, his nails digging into your skin, bodies moving in perfect sync — frantic, desperate, right on the edge of breaking. And when you both fall, it’s not quiet. It’s a cry, a claim, a collapse. He spills into you with a groan that sounds like surrender, like worship. And you hold him close through it — forehead to forehead, breath to breath — until your bodies still and the world goes quiet again.

You don’t move for a long time. Just stay there, tangled, claimed, whole. Because in this moment — messy, breathless, intense — he doesn’t belong to the rumors, or the headlines, or the world. He belongs to you. Your breath is still uneven when you finally ease off his lap, careful, tender. The room is warm with the scent of sweat, the hum of the fridge, the soft thrum of your heart slowing back to its rhythm. Bucky exhales like he’s been holding his breath for years.

You reach for the kitchen towel draped on the counter and hand it to him with a small smile. He chuckles, breathless, rubbing a hand over his face. “That was…” You settle beside him, one thigh pressed to his, your arm resting over his shoulders. “Necessary,” you finish for him. He nods, but there’s something behind his eyes — not lust now, but weariness. Old shadows rising again. “I hate that you had to see that stuff online,” he says finally, voice rough. “I hate that it got to you.” You’re quiet for a second, watching the way his gaze drops to the floor like he can’t bear to meet yours.

“It wasn’t just the photos,” you admit, fingers brushing lightly over his metal hand. “It’s that they still don’t know. About us. About what we have. Like… I’m invisible in your life.” His brow furrows. “That’s not true.” “I know,” you say, softly. “But it feels true, sometimes. And it messes with my head. Makes me wonder if it’s easier for you that way — to pretend we don’t exist, so you don’t have to defend it.”

Bucky turns toward you, fast. “No. No, Y/N—don’t ever think that.” He takes your face in his hands, warm and cold, flesh and steel. “You’re the only part of this life that makes sense. The rest of it — the noise, the press, the expectations — none of it matters. You matter.” Your chest tightens, and your throat threatens to close, but you hold his gaze. “Then let them know,” you whisper. “Let the world know I exist.” There’s a long beat. And then he nods. “You got your phone?” he asks. You blink. “Yeah?”

“Then pick your favorite picture of us,” he says, lips lifting at one corner. “And let’s show them who I belong to.” You scroll through your gallery, heart thudding as you find it: a photo from a lazy morning on the couch, your head tucked under his chin, his arm wrapped tight around you, both of you wearing sleepy smiles and mismatched pajamas. He’s kissing the top of your head, and you’re laughing — soft and free. You add a caption.

-yn.lnjust a reminder that bucky barnes is very much taken — by someone who isn’t a headline. 🤍 You tag him. Bucky watches as you hit post, then pulls you back into his lap, holding you like he has no plans of ever letting go. “Think they’ll get the message?” you ask. He grins against your temple. “I think they just did.”

[illdowhatiwantthanks]

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Olivia Benson (Law & Order: SVU)

Can You Stay?

Texts from Olivia Benson

Eyes Open

When Worlds Collide (x daughter!reader)

Alex Blake (Criminal Minds)

What You Want (18+)

Inside Your Head

Texts from Alex Blake

Haircut

Alex Cabot (Law & Order: SVU)

Alex Cabot x Reader Headcanons

After General Anesthesia

Alex Cabot x Casey Novak x Reader SFW Headcanons

What You Give

Texts from Alex Cabot (18+)

Carol Danvers (Marvel)

Forgetting

Find Your People (x sibling!reader)

Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn Nine-Nine)

A Hard Day

Just Playing

Headcanons: Coming Out to Rosa Diaz as Transmasc

Passenger Princess

A Little Lunch

Penelope Garcia (Criminal Minds)

N/A

Lee Harker (Longlegs)

Cocooned

The Halloween Party

Jennifer Jareau (Criminal Minds)

The Dogs

The Intruder

Fight or Flight (x daughter!reader)

Texts from Jennifer "JJ" Jareau (18+)

The Aftermath

Johanna Mason (The Hunger Games)

Home Again

Casey Novak (Law & Order: SVU)

Clueless

Someone Will See

First Time (18+)

Sunday Mornings

She Likes You Anyway

Empty House (18+)

You're Safe Now

Home for the Holidays

Take Me Out to the Ball Game (18+)

I Need You To

Your Brother's Wedding

Casey Novak x Reader Headcanons

After General Anesthesia

Panic! At the DA's Office

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May the Fourth Be With You

Changes

With the Crack of a Bat

Just One Kiss

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They Go Low

Getting Older, Too

Interrogations

When Worlds Collide

Frozen Oranges

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Just as Friends

Emily Prentiss (Criminal Minds)

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Coming Out

Let Me Keep You Safe (18+)

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Shelter from the Storm

Don't Lie to Me

Burning (18+)

Tracing You

Tiny (x daughter!reader)

Doxxed

Control (18+)

The World's Largest Box of Condoms (x daughter!reader)

Touchy (18+)

Texts from Emily Prentiss (18+)

White Fang

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N/A

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Sick Call

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You're Mine (18+)

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PARAMETERS:

I only write for characters who are women. No men here. Sorry, folks.

I only write x reader. I don't really enjoy writing about already-existing relationships or character ships. I've done a couple of x daughter!reader and x sibling!reader fics, and I'm happy to do them, but to be honest I very much prefer romantic fics.

I only write for readers and characters with v*lvas. I absolutely welcome non-binary/gender non-conforming characters/readers. Just be aware that, where smut is concerned, I only feel confident writing about humans with v*ginas.

I don't feel comfortable writing dark!characters or smut that's degrading. Kinks and other smut-related requests I take on a case-by-case basis. But I absolutely will not write anything that even gets close to the line of non-consensual. No shade to you if the above are things you enjoy reading/writing, they're just personally not for me.

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[uki01]

Can you do a G/t(giant and tiny) dream bbq ena x non binary reader with ena being giant and the reader being tiny?

”All you wanna do, is see me turn into, a Giant Woman”

Giant!Ena (Dream BBQ) x Tiny!Non Binary!Reader

Author’s Note: You got me thing of Steven Universe

Pairing: Romantic

Type: Headcanons and Fanfic

Warnings: None!

This whole event felt weird but then again this whole world isn’t normal

But soon as Ena turned into a freakin giant and you turned into way more tiny, it was over for you

First off, you were small, size of an ant whole Ena is a giant and can see everything from her view

”Well! Isn’t this a sight! I’d never knew being a colossal size would be this marvellous to see! Oh I just need to search for my beloved to lay their eyes on this unexpected change of mine!”

Unfortunately, you already knew Ena was a giant but she didn’t know you were very tiny

The best thing you could do was to find climb Ena, and avoiding her hand swatting away whatever

Once she saw you she was just surprised and giggly about you’re size right now

”Oooh! There you are beloved! Well you too have changed size but is now tiny as a little rubble, how adorable is that!”

Ena carries you everywhere while the rest of the people are down there looking up at Ena disgusted, scared or confused

She loves how small you are

”Aren’t you just the absolute beauty?”

If Ena heard anyone talk trash about your size her meanie side comes out and starts stomping on them

“HEY! YOU DON’T HAVE THE AUTHORITY TO TALK TO MY PARTNER LIKE THAT! SHUT IT OR I’LL STOMP YOU’RE FACE!”

She stomped almost most of them

Spends the day walking around and seeing all the sights in this world with you on her shoulder

Overall, Ena loves this and you, wishes this would last forever

[mind-empty-just-fictional-people]

Forgive The World

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summary: a series of news articles describing your relationship with bucky

pairing: bucky barnes x popstar!reader

square filled: Singer AU for @avengers-assemble-bingo ’s Bucky Barnes Birthday Bingo

rating: PG-13

word count: 0.6k

warnings: none

pairing note: i use pictures of dua lipa to capture the reader’s essence, but i still wrote the reader non-descript. also, i use multiple artists’ songs/lyrics (sabrina carpenter, ariana grande, nessa barrett, and taylor swift) and this is in no way me claiming to have written them. all rights to the proper owners. thank you.

author’s note: my first bingo! lettsss gooo!! this is less singer au and more popstar!reader, but i hope it still counts toward the bingo. also this is sooo far from the normal format i’m used to… can’t tell if i love or hate it.

music: forgive the world by nessa barrett

Y/N Y/L/N’S MUSE FOR HER NEW ALBUM

By Janett Smith | March 12, 2027

It is no secret that pop sensation Y/n Y/l/n has been dating the Avenger Bucky Barnes for nearly two years now. Since coming back from the blip, Y/n has released two studio albums and went on tour for several months. Now, she brings us yet another masterpiece of an album. And this one is called… (wait for it)... JAMES! How stinkin’ cute is that? And she released it two days after Barnes’ 110th birthday.

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Y/N Y/L/N ANNOUCES TOUR DATES

By Janett Smith | March 19, 2027

Start selling those kidneys ladies, gentlemen, and non-binary peeps because it’s official – Y/n Y/l/n is going on yet another world tour! This will be Y/n’s fifth world tour of her career, and tickets will go on sale in two weeks!

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Y/N Y/L/N STARTS SOLD-OUT WORLD TOUR

By Janett Smith | May 1, 2027

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Y/N Y/L/N WALKS MET GALA CARPET WITH BUCKY BARNES

By Janett Smith | May 3, 2027

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Y/N Y/L/N LYRIC CHANGE?

By Janett Smith | May 8, 2027

While performing last night, Y/n seemed to change a lyric in her iconic song Juno to highlight the fact that her boyfriend was in the VIP tent. 

While usually singing “Oh I hear you knockin’ baby, come on up” fans were quick to notice Barnes’ shout out when she replaced “baby” with “Bucky”.

I think these two just became my favorite couple.

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Y/N Y/L/N’S 2027 WORLD TOUR – AN INSIDE LOOK

By Janett Smith | May 21, 2027

Last night I had the pleasure of finally seeing Y/n Y/l/n in concert for the first time. Warning, there will be spoilers for the tour in this article.

Y/l/n starts off the show with a video of Bucky Barnes playing on the screens and the first song she sings following the video is Into You.

After singing three more songs (Daylight, God is a woman, and Lover) there’s a quick outfit change. I don’t want to spoil everything, I suggest you go yourself and see Y/n Y/l/n’s beauty in person.

The final song Y/n sings is yet another love song for none other than Bucky Barnes. Forgive The World wraps up the whole show, accompanied by confetti. 

After the show I had the privilege of going backstage to converse with Y/n. She invited me into her dressing room and I interviewed her while she got un-ready. Something that immediately struck me was the love this woman has for Barnes. We all know they’re in love, but something about seeing their relationship up close really struck a chord with me. She said something to me as she wiped off her make-up; “I get [Bucky’s] approval for every little detail, if he thinks the lights need to shine differently I make sure they do, if he thinks another song would fit into the set then I make it fit. I’m doing all of this for him so it makes sense to me to hear his opinion on things. Besides, I trust his taste in things, he’s dating me after all.” We both chuckled at her comment.

After our short interview while Y/n took off her make-up and hair extensions, she invited me to eat dinner with her and a few others.

At dinner I sat between two stagehands, Y/n sat next to Bucky.

I was close enough to overhear their conversation, which I of course will not be sharing. I’ll just leave you with this – there’s a lot of love between those two and I wouldn’t be surprised if they got engaged before the tour ends.

[depresssant]

MASTERLIST

hey guys. welcome to my shitty page on tumblr. my name is emmy and my user is depresssant. i go on the same user on wattpad so go check it out if yall wanna read some books. i'm pretty new to tumblr which is why i dont do any of that cool and fancy shit other blogs do so bear with me 😭

my main ask and request rules are the general "NO" phobias like trans, religious, homo, etc. i'll literally write about nearly anything⏤original and fandom. i will ask that you be a bit specific for what you want or tell me i can go in whatever direction if you don't necessarily know what you want. i mainly do fem reader but i am open to male, gn, and non binary. and that's pretty much it

my current fandoms are genshin, mha, jjk (NANAMI MY BELOVED GET BEHIND ME I'LL PROTECT YOU), original stories, the boys, avatar the last airbender, marvel, dc, ARCANE, dune, aot, black butler, demon slayer, and more to come

yandere is TO NOT be romanticized. these types of ppl r ILL and need help, so if you know someone or r personally going thru this, find help!!!!! this behavior is not normal, and is traumatizing asf. also, if u happen to come across an account that romanticizes yands, pedos, grape, and etc, hit that report button like ur life depends on it!!!!

JJK :

⏤ addiction (yan gojo)

⏤ rich boy gojo hcs

⏤ yan!gojo with 'american wedding' inspo idk 😭

⏤ yan!geto with ex!friend!reader

⏤ (not yan btw just angst) reader with unrequited love for gojo

⏤ persephone!geto x hades!reader

⏤ santa maria aquamarine (yan gojo)

BATVERSE :

⏤ platonic!yan!batfam, “shades of cool” : pt l, pt ll,

MHA :

⏤ venom!reader fanfic promo

RANTS :

⏤ mei mei and mahito fans scare me

ORIGINAL STUFF IDK :

⏤ The Villainess and The Madmen : (Ch1),

guys ik it's looking rlly bleak right now but we gotta weather thru the storm 😭

[vncannyvalleygrrl]

My Masterlist :D

request/question status: closed

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Smiling Friends:

Pim Headcanons (general, dating, nsfw)

Charlie Headcanons (general, dating, nsfw)

Glep Headcanons (general)

Allan Headcanons (general, dating, nsfw)

Allan x Shy Reader Hcs (dating, small nsfw)

Allan x Demon Reader Hcs (general, dating, nsfw)

Allan x Reader w/ an Anxiety disorder (general, dating)

Pim/Charlie x Shy Janitor Reader (separate hcs, general and dating)

Allan x Considerate Reader (general, dating, nsfw)

Charlie x Bratty Male Reader (general, nsfw)

Clingy Allan/Clingy Charlie x Reader (dating only)

Pim x Tall/Bubbly Reader (general, dating)

Allan x Reader w/ vision problems (coming soon!)

Allan x Reader w/ a degradation kink (coming soon!)

Other:

Birchum x Karponzi (mdni)

fandoms i write for and rules for requests below the cut!

Fandoms I will write for:

Smiling friends

YOLO Crystal Fantasy/Silver Destiny

Team Fortress 2

Gravity Falls

Read Dead Redemption 2 (will only write for micah if someone's beating the shit out of him)

Spider-Man ITSV/ATSP

Some Marvel Francises (Deadpool, Venom, etc)

Elder Scrolls 3-5 (still playing through morrowind)

I have no mouth and I must scream (IHNMAIMS)

Will add more once I remember to :p

Request Rules:

No asking me for money??? I got a request asking for $300+ and like... I write fan fiction on Tumblr. What makes you think I have money.

SFW and NSFW are allowed!

I will happily write platonic stuff I go crazy over that

Headcanons and one shots allowed (need a topic/scenario to go off of)

I can write for readers who have certain conditions like autism or schizophrenia but I'm sorry if I get any details about it wrong, all I ask is that you specify what you personally experience with the condition you would like me to mention. I'll be more accurate if it's something I actually have.

I can write for cis, trans, non-binary, and intersex readers!

I can also write for any flavor of sexuality!

For NSFW, I won't touch topics about fetishes. I don't want to kink shame but I am shaming this time. BDSM, public, etc don't count, I'm talking stuff like scat.

I can touch on sensitive topics like self harm, eating disorders, addictions, etc, but only if it's about someone trying to RECOVER from them. I do not support someone hurting themselves in any way.

For the love of GOD no illegal requests. I will not write about someone under 18 or an animal if it includes dating and/or NSFW. I would rather shit in my hands and clap than write something that degenerate.

No yandere/dere stuff. I'm sorry but it is so corny to me.

Just use common sense pls 🙏

[milessunflowers]

WELCOME TO MY ACCOUNT!

ABOUT ME!

oli! trans! he/him! 17! american (california)!

MASTERLIST!

milessunflowers masterlist!

GUIDELINES!

DO'S: trans male readers, male readers, autistic readers, fluff, gender neutral readers, non binary readers, poly drivers x readers, some suggestive components for certain drivers (indicated by *), t4t, angst with happy ending

DO NOT'S: female readers, smut, angst with sad ending, cheating, mafia things of any kind, possessive readers or drivers

DRIVERS I WRITE FOR!

george russell*, paul aron*, andrea kimi antonelli*, jack doohan*, oscar piastri*, isack hadjar*, oliver bearman*, esteban ocon*, lance stroll*, logan sargeant*, franco colapinto*, arthur leclerc*, alexander albon*, yuki tsunoda*, mick schumacher, jenson button, daniel ricciardo, dino beganovic*, lando norris, sergio perez, pierre gasly, gabriel borteleto*, fernando alonso, liam lawson*, nolan siegel*, mark webber

DRIVERS I DON'T WRITE FOR! (subject to change)

carlos sainz, valterri bottas, kimi raikkonen

AU'S I WRITE FOR!

omegaverse, hybrid!drivers/readers, nonfamous!drivers, wag!drivers, college au, soulmate au(s), marvel au, actor au

REQUEST STATUS!

open!

TAG LIST!

@op-81-lvr-reblogs, @koalapastries, @justaf1girl, @ghostking4m, @spoonfulofmilo, @seonghwaexile, @alex-wotton, @raizelchrysanderoctavius, @toodeepintofandoms, @altairshusband, @lilliezzzzz

ANONS CLAIMED!

🥄, 🥐, 🍑, 🍄, 🐻, 🪼, 🦊, 🦕, 🦉, 🥮, 🏐, 💘!

"no! no! i destroyed the car! no!" - isack hadjar

[random-writerings]

Trying Something New

Event: @marvel-oc-hub's Pride Month Prompts

Prompt: Reader is non-binary and uses they/them pronouns

Pairing: Kurt Wagner x Non-binary!Reader

Word Count: 644

The distant sound of the party reached you through the quiet woods. The X-Men had returned from a mission earlier this afternoon and the whole school was celebrating another success (well, technically the teenagers were celebrating – the younger kids had gone to bed hours ago). You were happy that the mission had gone well and no one was hurt – your X-Ray vision had come in handy in that regard. You had spotted a weapon in the target’s bag and warned Scott just as he approached, and that split second was all it took to avoid him getting hurt.

Still, something was on your mind, something you had been thinking about for a while now.

“Oh, there you are!” Kurt’s cheery voice made you turn around and he smiled widely. “I couldn't find you.”

He sat down with you, your backs against the tree. He reached for your hand and you immediately felt better. You and Kurt hadn't been dating long, just a few months, but things were going well.

You had met when Raven brought him to the school. You, being a long-time student at Xavier’s, had offered to show him around. Then, you started training on the X-Men team together and your feelings had blossomed from there. It took him a while, but he eventually asked you out. He had been very nervous and awkward, but you thought it was adorable.

And now you worried that you might mess it up.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to disappear. I just needed a break.”

Kurt nodded. “It is very noisy. I prefer the quiet, too.”

“I know,” you mumbled, shifting to sit closer to him. You hadn't noticed how cool the night air was until he sat down with you, his body warmth drawing you in.

You took another sip of your drink, staring off into space, your mind wandering again. You looked up when Kurt nudged your shoulder gently.

“Is there something on your mind?” he asked, worry clouding his yellow eyes.

“Um …” You weren't sure if this was something you wanted to tell anyone just yet. But at the same time, you wanted someone to talk to about it. And who better than Kurt? He was so kind and caring, surely he would be supportive? Surely you could trust him? “I’ve just been thinking about some things recently. And I … I just want to try something new. I don't know if I'll like it, it might not stick but … I can't know for sure unless I try, right?”

Kurt nodded along. “Of course. What is it? Can I help?”

Your heart filled with love. Of course he would offer to help. That was just Kurt.

“Um, yeah. You can actually.” You looked away, suddenly a bit shy. Your voice went quiet. “I want to try going by they/them pronouns. Just for a little bit. Just to see …” You trailed off.

Kurt gave your hand a squeeze, making you look up at him again. He smiled. “Of course. I can do that. Would you like the rest of the team to know or is it just between us for now?”

You smiled back, relieved. “Maybe just us for now. We'll see how it goes. I'm just a bit nervous about telling the others.”

“I understand. I think our friends will adapt to the change easily. But the other students … I do not know. However, if anyone refuses or does not accept this, I will talk to them,” he said firmly.

You smiled. Kurt was very sweet, but he also had a bit of a protective streak. “Thank you.” You snuggled closer and he wrapped his arm around your shoulders. “That means a lot.”

“I would do anything for you. As long as you are happy, I am happy.”

So, you had nothing to be worried about after all.

[skyzerkarma]

Request Rules + Fandoms

please note that it may take me some time to get to specific requests because of my own motivation.

RULES

You may only request up to two oneshots at a time.

You may request any characters from the fandoms listed below. There are no restrictions for that aside from the fact that I will only write child characters in platonic oneshots.

You may not request from a fandom that is not listed below.

I will not write smut/lemons.

I will do Yandere content, assuming it confines to the prior restriction.

I will not write anything besides oneshots. Do not ask for headcannons, imagines, etc.

I only write x Reader content.

I will write for female, male, and non-binary readers. But you must be specific in what you want when you request, otherwise it defaults to non-binary.

I will write polyamorous relationships, as well as any other lgbtq+ relating content.

Respond to this post or message me your request

FANDOMS

Avatar the Last Airbender

Castle (TV Show)

Demon Slayer

Divergent

Fablehaven/Dragonwatch

Genshin Impact

Harry Potter (Including Hogwarts Legacy and Hogwarts Mystery)

Jujutsu Kaisen

Lego Monkie Kid

Lord of the Rings

Marvel Cinematic Universe

My Hero Academia

One Piece

Percy Jackson

Pokémon

Psych

Splatoon

Stardew Valley

Tales of Arcadia

The Dragon Prince

The Hobbit

The Legend of Korra

Total Drama

more may be added later..

[blackypanther9]

Masterlist to all the Masterlists of mine

RULES!!!!:

I do not write:

Pedophelia

Incest, Stepcest, etc.

fucked up shit like that.

What I might not write:

Some kinks. (I don't know all of them but there might be some I feel not comfy with)

What I write (Sexual orientation wise):

HETERO (Man x Woman)

GAY (Man x Man) OR LESBIAN (Woman x Woman)

INTERSEXUAL (People with BOTH genders)

GENDERFLUID (Might be horribly explained, I ain't Genderfluid, but practically that is when you feel like a man one day and in five weeks you feel like a woman and dress and behave as such how you feel)

TRANSGENDER (Man in a Woman's body or the other way around, Don't hate me I try to keep this short and simple here !!)

ASEXUAL (Repulsed by the bare mention of the S word OR isn't repulsed by it, but isn't really interested in it (I think it is called Gray Ace...?)

GENDERNEUTRAL/NON - BINARY (Which mostly means no Gender so They/Them I CAN'T USE THAT IN SMUT THOUGH IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME A SEX ON THE BODY !!! So tell me which they have !)

What I usually write:

Dom!Reader x Sub!Character (But you CAN also ask the other way around)

Character ships I will write for:

Any Character x Reader (Name a Gender though !)

Also write Character x Character ( Like...Alastor x Rosie where they just gossip or Charlie and Vaggie with romance or smut)

(I also don't mind to Genderswap. So instead of Charlie being a Female, she is a Male or a different gender. You give me your thoughts and I will try to turn it into a Oneshot !)

Characters I will NOT write for:

The Vees (Hazbin Hotel) Adam (Hazbin Hotel) Lute (Hazbin Hotel) Sera (Hazbin Hotel) They can be mentioned or play a role but I don't do ANY ships with them and the Reader. They can be shipped with each other though, I suppose. And Vox can be friends with Reader, but no romantic shtick. (Still needs to be added)

What I allow to write as Relationship stuff:

PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS (Friends, friends turning to Family, like Siblings and stuff...Surrogate Brother/Sister if I am not mistaken we call such, right ?)

ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS

FAMILY RELATIONSHIPS (Nothing perverted ! Just you know Father - Son relationship, Brother x Brother Relationship and all that stuff, Family relationships are NOT allowed to be SMUT !!!)

What I will write:

ANGST

FLUFF

WHOLESOMENESS

SMUT

HURT/COMFORT

I am usually open minded about a lot, but still I am setting some ground rules. This is all in case I open requests, so keep the page in your line of sight at all times !!

DISCLAIMER !: I do NOT support rape, abuse and other bad behavior ! This is pure fanfiction and fantasy ONLY ! People who can get easily triggered by it, DON'T FUCKING READ IT ! Warnings are at the very top of the beginning smut shot, so READ THEM BEFORE you read the fic !

Reblogging is ALLOWED, but REPOSTING is NOT allowed !!!

MY SIDE BLOGS

@skulduggery-pleasant-bp9

@update-blog-bp9

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED !!!

LOKI LAUFEYSON/ODINSON x READER

Let me tell you a story…Loki x Reader ? (MASTERLIST)

LOKI X READER SMUT MASTERLIST

Loki x Reader Smut Masterlist 2 !

MASTERLIST OF LOVING SOMEONE IS HARD, TO KEEP THEM SAFE IS EVEN HARDER...(Loki x Male!Reader)

Masterlist of Loki x Reader Oneshots x little stories

Friends (Loki x Fem!Reader) Masterlist (COMPLETED !!)

The mischievous one (Loki x Fem!Reader) Masterlist

Loki x Reader -> Killer Love MASTERLIST ! (Discontinued)

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Loki Laufeyson/Odinson x Reader with another Fandom Crossover

  "The Spook - Loki x Reader (Marvel x Fnaf Crossover)"  MASTERLIST

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Halloween Masterlist (2020,2021,2022...)

Lokius (Mobius x Loki) Masterlist

Christmas Masterlist (Loki x Reader)

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OTHER CHARACTERS x READER

Marvel x Reader smut masterlist

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Lego Ninjago x Reader

Secrets... Morro x Reader (Ninjago) MASTERLIST COMPLETED !!!

Ninjago Masterlist Uncle x Father!MaleReader

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Sleepy Hollow 1999 x Reader

Headless Horseman (Sleepy Hollow 1999) x Reader MASTERLIST

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Mr. Hopp’s Playhouse x Reader

Mr. Hopp x Reader MASTERLIST

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Bendy and the Ink Machine x Reader

Bendy (and the Ink Machine) x Reader

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William Afton x Reader

William Afton x Reader Oneshots

(Movie) William Afton x Reader Oneshots

How to turn a Killer into a Bunny – (FNaF Movie)William Afton x Male!Reader

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Hazbin Hotel x Reader

Father!Alastor x Son!Reader MASTERLIST

Alastor x Reader Oneshots Masterlist

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Scream

Scream Movie 1996 MASTERLIST

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Other Characters without Reader input

Marvel Ships (No Reader input)

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Other characters x Reader (With another Fandom crossover)

Masterlist Bruno Madrigal x Male!Reader with another Fandom Crossover

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Other

Funny doodles

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Sites where you can also find me

YouTube

AO3

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[entityupdates]

This is a supplementary post for my step-family X-Men 97 adoption AU fanfic.

I don’t like leaving long ANs or making the reader memorize a ton of little details about the AU but here’s a list of things about the AU you should probably know and my thoughts behind them. Most of these things will be shown in the fic and this list contains no spoilers. It’s really just painting the setting.

Mutants exist and the public knows about them but the X-Men aren’t superheroes, they’re just kids hiding their superpowers.

Superheroes exist but we don’t really see them. Most of the Marvel comics I’ve read are from the 1960s so in my head it’s that more relaxed vibe where superheroes all mostly know each other but they’re not celebrities and the public just kind of goes “we’ll that’s New York” when they see them

You can picture whatever version of the character you want but this is a TAS/97 fic. With that in mind, Hank is in his pre-blue form. Also, I’m picturing Magneto as less sexy, more old (but not older), and more German than he is in 97.

Rouge does not have Ms. Marvel’s powers yet

(Not really a spoiler but kind of) Jubilee and Bishop don’t have their powers yet since those normally develop in teen years. Morph unlocked his powers pretty young for plot related reasons.

Morph is non-binary but does not know it yet so it isn’t really mentioned.

The fic does take place in 1997 but it’s not a significant detail

Also

There are no OCs

I was not around in the 90s and I don’t know how the law works in 90s New York so I’m just guessing