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dragon-kazansky · 2 years

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Head in the clouds

Tom ‘Iceman’ Kazansky x Reader

Gender neutral reader

[Masterlist]

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Warnings: The moment you’ve all been waiting for!

The past was supposed to stay in the past, but with Goose and Maverick getting into Top Gun, it would seem that it’s repeating itself. No matter what you do, you can never escape Tom Kazansky.

Word count: 2.8k

Chapter Five - Iceman

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Maverick and Goose sit with their fellows pilots ready for the reviews. Iceman and Slider sit directly behind them. Ice with his shades on, arms leaning against the bar running above the front row. He chews his gum, waiting.

Tom was aware that yesterday some family members of the officers landed. Miramar was to be their home for the next weeks. For the past 24 hours he could not shake the thought of if you had been on that plane or not. Tom had always known that Goose and Carole were very dear people to you. In fact, you had told him all those years ago that they were the only family you had.

He casts his gaze, unknown to everyone as his eyes were hidden, down to Goose. Had you come to be closer to him? They wouldn’t leave you on your own, would they? No. He was sure they wouldn’t He can almost feel his heart race at the thought that you were possibly just on his doorstep.

Would that change anything?

He was full of thoughts.

As expected, Mav’s input on what to do had come across reckless. Even though the MIG was defeated, his example was used as what no to do. Ice smirked as he removed his glasses and sat back. Slider leaned down to whisper something to Maverick.

Pete just stared at Charlie. It was her that blew down his example.

Once they were dismissed, Pete stormed off, needing to get away for a while. He needed some time to himself. The best way to keep his mind focused was to ride fast and dangerously on his bike. Charlie tried to talk to him, following him down the steps, but he revved his engine loud, doing it on purpose to drown out her voice. He sped off on his bike. She followed.

Goose was left behind to head out on his own. He knew Maverick needed some alone time. Nick was just barely out of the building when someone called his name. He turned to find Ice standing there, looking at him.

“What’s up, man?” Goose asked, slightly concerned about what was about to happen.

“Can I speak to you for a moment?”

“Sure.”

Ice leads Goose over to the side, out of the way of the main entrance. Ice seems a little.... off. Not quite himself, but Goose doesn’t speak up on it.

“What’s up?” Goose repeats his earlier question.

“I just need to settle something. I can’t stop thinking about it, so I need to get off my chest. Your answer will quiet my thoughts and I can continue without issue.”

“Ice, what is it?” Goose is eager to hear whatever it Ice wants to know.

“Are they here?”

Goose should have known that this was about you. There was something in the way Ice was looking at him that told Goose he needed to know. As much as Goose wanted to look out for you and protect you from being hurt by your past, he also knew it was important to give Ice some closure too.

“If I said yes, what happens then?” Goose asked.

“Nothing. I’ll just know.”

“And if I say no?”

“Nothing. I’m just looking for an answer.”

Goose wasn’t sure if Ice was trying to convince him or himself about that. There was no way Ice would just be happy with knowing if you were here or not. You had been a huge part of Ice’s life and Goose was certain he wouldn’t just let that go.

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes. They’re here.”

Ice nods and clenches his jaw. His eyes move off to the side. Goose can see the gears turning in his head. Ice nods and then walks away. He doesn’t say anything else as he leaves.

Goose isn’t sure if he did a good thing or not.

The next day comes around and Maverick and Goose have to fly. Goose finds out that Mav spent the night with Charlie after she chased him. She confessed how impressed she was with Maverick’s review, but couldn’t say that in front of everyone. She confessed to having fallen for him.

Goose didn’t need any more details after that.

It was then that Goose opened up to Maverick about his conversation with Ice. Maverick looked at Goose with confusion.

“You told him?”

“He asked me. What was I supposed to do?”

“Not tell him.”

“No offence, Maverick, but if I hadn’t and then he saw them, he would definitely kick my ass. The only connection he has got to them every day is me, and I think it’s bothering him. I’m a reminder and I don’t want that.”

Mav places a hand on Goose’s shoulder.

“Whatever happens, we look out for Y/N, right?”

“Course we do,” Goose agrees.

They nod and continue onward to their jets. They had a job to do. A job which ended in failure. Though Maverick was complimented on his flying, he was scolded for leaving Hollywood hanging.

This lead to Iceman sharing his opinion in the shower room.

“Maverick, it’s not your flying. It’s your attitude,” Ice says, looking over at him. Maverick wasn’t looking back, he had one leg up on the bench beside Goose, looking up at nothing.

“The enemy’s dangerous, but right now you’re worst than the enemy. You’re dangerous and foolish. You may not like the guys flying with you, they might not like you. Whose side are you on?” Ice asks.

He gets no response. Mav still doesn’t look at him.

Goose catches Iceman’s eye before he leaves. Goose knows Ice didn’t go looking for you after their conversation, otherwise you would have said something.

“At least Viper got Iceman before he got us,” Goose says. “Still got a shot at it.”

“I was stupid. I know better than that. That will never happen again,” Mav tells Goose.

“I know,” Goose says, before he gets up. He faces Maverick. “I know,” he says with a smile. Mav smiles back. Goose leaves.

That night Mav comes to your door. You smile and let him in. You can tell there’s something on his mind. Mav sits on the sofa and lies back. You go and grab him a drink and sit on the floor beside him.

“Talk to me Maverick.”

“Goose and I are in second.”

“That’s good, isn’t it?” You ask, gazing at him.

“There’s no prize for second place,” he tells you.

“First place must be pretty darn good then.”

“He is. He’s very good. I’m trying to do better for Goose. but it’s hard. I see an opportunity to do something and I do it, even though it’s not by the book. That’s why I’m second.”

You place your hand on his arm. Mav has pulled out a photo from his wallet. He holds it between his fingers out to you. You pluck the photo from his fingers and turn it over to look at it.

It’s a photo of him and his dad. Pete is only a boy in the photo.

You look up at Pete Mitchell.

“You can do this, Pete. You and Nick together. Who ever this other pilot is, don’t let him get to you. I know you.”

Pete offers you a small smile. Yeah, you do.

“Charlie accepted my offer to come meet you all. Tomorrow at the diner. Sound good?” He asks.

“Sounds perfect. Let me meet the woman who has stolen your heart,” you tease him. Mav just rolls his eyes.

Pete spends the night at your place again. He’s gone when you wake up, but he’s left a note on what time to meet. You smile and prepare for the day.

When you arrive at the diner, the others are already there. Mav has his arm around a very beautiful woman. You smile as you approach their table. You hold your hand out and she takes it, shaking it. You introduce yourself.

“Charlotte, but you can call me Charlie. I’ve heard so much about you,” she says, smiling. You turn your eyes to Mitchell.

“Have you?” You grin at him.

Pete shrugs and takes a sip of his drink. You laugh as you sit down and Goose goes to order you a drink too.

“It’s nice to finally meet you too, for the record, he talks about you too,” you tell Charlie, smiling. She smiles shyly, blushing at this information. You look at the pair of them. Yeah, they’re cute together.

Where there is a piano, Goose must play. You’ve been at the diner for a while already, but now the party was really starting. Bradley was perched on top of the piano as his father sat at the bench and played loudly, singing even louder.

The words to Great balls of fire were being sung loudly and the rest of you were watching from the table, laughing.

“Maverick will you got fetch him, doesn’t he ever embarrass you?” Carole laughing, elbowing the man beside her. You had since moved seats to sit beside Charlie while Mav sat beside Carole. Charlie had really become a member of the group very quickly and it was nice.

“Goose? Hell no. Well there was the-”

“Admirals daughter,” Carole finished for him. You chuckle softly.

“Oh yes, Penny,” you wiggle your eyebrows over Mav. Charlie just chuckles softly.

“What?”

“He told me all about it,” Carole said. Then he looked at you.

“Goose tells us everything, Mav.” You stick your tongue out at him.

“Does he? Well, that’s great,” Mav says, sarcasm dripping from his voice. Carole then confirmed that Goose tells you both about all his romances, digging the hole deeper.

“My angel Goose goes home early for church and you always go home with the hot women,” Carole teases him.

You laugh.

“OK, thank you Carole. I’m going to go embarrass myself with Goose for a while,” Mav says, smiling over to Charlie.

Maverick goes and stands beside Goose, singing to Bradley and getting the boy to smile. It’s a cute sight.

“I’d love to warn you off about Maverick, but we just love him to death,” Carole says, addressing Charlie.

You smile as you watch your boys sing their hearts out.

“You know, I’ve known Pete for a lot of years now, and I’m telling you one thing’s or certain,” Carole goes on, “there are hearts breaking wide open all over the world tonight.”

“Why?” Charlie asks, smiling softly.

“Because unless you are a fool, that boy is off the market,” Carole replies.

You smile as you turn your gaze to Charlie.

“He is one hundred percent in love with you,” you say. Charlie smiles at you. You give her a gentle nudge and turn back to the show.

“Hey Goose, you big stud!” Carole calls out. You grin and your friend’s shenanigans.

“That’s me honey!” Goose calls back.

“Take me to bed or lose be forever!”

“Show me the way home honey,” Goose grins, looking over at her for a moment.

You laugh again, loving every second of this.

“Let’s sing with the family,” Goose says as you three get up and join them. Carole slips into Goose’s lap as Mav throws an arm around Charlie. You stand behind Carole and Goose as you all join in on the singing.

“You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain

Too much love drives a man insane

You broke my will

But what a thrill

Goodness gracious, great balls of fire!”

You all laugh. These are the moments you live for. The mayhem.

On the way out of the diner you assure Maverick that it’s more than OK for him to take Charlie for a ride. You got there on your own, you can make it back OK. You tell Charlie that she’s more than welcome to join you any time. She thanks you and climbs on Mav’s bike. You wave off the Bradshaw’s taking your own leave.

You head home.

It’s dark when you get back. You put on some lights and prepare to make yourself something to drink. You smile as you think about your wonderful afternoon. For a few hours you could pretend everything was normal and you were all just hanging out.

Tomorrow you would wake up knowing your boys were back in their jet and doing more crazy manoeuvres.

Just as you got comfortable and ready to enjoy your evening, there was a knock at the door. You look up with confusion. There was no way Maverick and Charlie had ended their night so early. You were sure they were going to spend another night together.

You get up and make your way to the door.

Everything that happened in the next few seconds was far from what you had expected.

Opening the door reveals a face you were certain you would never see again.

Blue eyes meet yours as he looks up at you, his attention being brought to you when the door opened.

There was no way Tom Kazansky was standing at your door.

It takes a moment for your mind to register what you were seeing. It was definitely him. Blond hair, blue eyes, those goddamn lips you dreamt about for months.

“No.”

You go to shut the door in his face, but he’s quick. He’s strong as he pushes the door back, stopping you from shutting him out. He hears the way your breath hitches when you realise this is a losing battle.

“Please,” he says.

It’s enough. It’s enough to get you to stop fighting him and let him push the door open. You meet his eyes again and everything comes crashing down.

Your perfect day just took a nose dive.

He says your name.

The tears break free.

How could this be happening?

You shake your head and turn your back on him. You walk into your house. He would only fight you with the door if you tried to close it again.

Tom stares at you as you walk away, leaving him on your doorstep.

He had told Goose nothing would happen if he knew you were here or not, but the truth of the matter is he can’t stop himself. The relationship ended on your terms and he never got over it. He dated, sure, but how could he ever settle when he compared everyone to you? His heart never healed from what you had done, so he was never able to let go.

Seeing Goose here at Top Gun just made him think of you. When Goose told him he was still in touch with you, he knew he had to say something. He knew he would have to check in. There was no way he could live knowing you had been at Miramar and he hadn’t come to see you. He had to see you.

You had every right to be upset. You walked away from him. You didn’t want to see him again.

But he needed to see you. He needed to see or himself that you were happy. He needed the closure.

He heard you crying further in the house. Ice took the step and entered your home, closing the door behind him. His eyes find you as you curl in on yourself on the sofa. He stands there, quietly.

“You can’t be here,” he hears you say.

He drops his gaze to the floor.

“Why? Why now?”

He lifts his head back up and locks his gaze back on you. You refuse to meet his eyes, but he can’t blame you for that.

“I had to see you.”

You shake your head.

“No. No you didn’t.”

The gasp you let out startles Ice slightly. He watches you as you look up quickly and then turn to him. You hadn’t had time to think about it until just now. Everything was starting to make a little more sense.

“They didn’t tell me.”

Tom watches you,

“You... You’re in first. You’re their competition. Of course you are. I always knew you were a top pilot. God, I feel so stupid. They didn’t tell me. They knew you were here and they didn’t say anything.”

“Goose told me you were here,” Ice says, not knowing what else to say.

The tears don’t stop.

“The traitor...”

“Listen-”

“No, you listen!” You stand up and you face him. “You get out. You leave. I don’t want to see you again. This is too much. I was supposed to leave you behind and forget about you.”

He says your name.

“No! Go! Get out!” You grab a cushion a throw it at him. “Get out.”

Ice, for the first time since entering your home, begins to crack. His expression falls and he knows coming here was a mistake. He stands there and looks at you for a moment more. Then he turns and he leaves.

He shouldn’t have come here, but he had to. He had to see you.

He’s not sorry he did.

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myheartticks · 1 month

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i’ve been on tumblr for a few years but this is my first time writing stuff on here! critiques are welcome and encouraged :)

i’ll be taking requests for character x character, character x reader, and character x oc. i’m open to writing poly relationships. i won’t do graphic nsfw, but i might write some suggestive stuff. ill mostly be writing ficlets or headcanons but feel free to request full fics! all my requests will be written gender neutral unless specified otherwise. i love writing platonic stuff and AUs

fandoms and characters i’ll write for:

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The Legendborn Cycle: Bree Matthews Nick Davis Selwyn Kane Alice Chen William Sitterson

i will refuse any request if it makes me uncomfortable!

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robinbuckleyshotgf · 2 years

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[🌼] introduction

[🧃] hey! my name is charlie! i’m gonna use my writing skills on the internet so thats why im here! i hope you enjoy my writing!

[🫧] my rules are very important. if you do not obey them, then it will result in me blocking you. please respect my boundaries and rules.

[🌈] rules:

~ dni if you are an nsfw blog

~ i will not write smut with minors. the only exception is if that they are aged up to over 18.

~ if you are requesting a celebrity and they have boundaries, please respect them.

~ i only do x reader. i can do female, male, trans, genderfluid, gender neutral and other genders.

~ if requesting a reader with a different gender, please specify their pronouns.

~ use your imagination!! make it silly! i really dont mind!!

~ dont sexualise me or send me weird messages in my inbox please.

[🌊] fandoms:

IT 2017- Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Finn Wolfhard, Wyatt Oleff, Jaeden Martell, Sophia Lillis

A Series Of Unfortunate Events- Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire (platonic only), Duncan Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, Quigley Quagmire, Malina Weissman

Stranger Things- Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Jane ”Eleven” Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Eddie Munson, Joe Keery, Sadie Sink, Noah Schnapp, Millie Bobby Brown, Gaten Materazzo, Maya Hawke

Harry Potter- Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, Tom Felton

Arcane: League Of Legends- Violet (Vi), Jinx (Powder), Caitlyn, Ekko, Mylo, Claggor, Hailee Steinfield

My Hero Academia- Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ochaco Uraraka, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tsuyu Asui, Mina Ashido, Tenya Iida

Heartstopper- Charlie Spring (Only male), Nick Nelson, Ben Hope, Harry Greene, Darcy Olsson (Only Female), Tara Jones (Only Female), Tao Xu, Tori Spring, Elle Argent, Aled Last

I Am Not Okay With This- Sydney Novak, Stanley Barber, Dina (i dont know what her last name is😭)

Metal Lords- Hunter Sylvester, Kevin Schlieb, Emily Spector, Adrian Greensmith, Isis Hainsworth

The Goldfinch- Boris Pavlikovsky, Theo Decker

[🌸] prompts:

~ Angst

”please stop lying to me.”

”i dont care.”

”please dont cry”

”what makes you think i would want to date you?”

”just shut up for once in your goddamn life!”

”am i going to die?”

“when did you fall out of love with me?”

”are you leaving me?”

” dating you was the worse mistake ive ever made.”

”loving you is a fucking death sentence.”

”i shouldnt love you, but i couldnt help it.”

”always knew that you were too damn selfish.”

”i dont know if i can look you in the eyes after what you’ve done.”

”it’s only 2.am..”

”please dont hide from me.”

”dont take another step in my direction.”

”i wish we met before they convinced you life is war.”

”you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me.”

~ Fluff

”let me walk you home, hm?”

”i wanted to say i love you without stuttering. but i failed.”

”ugh i cant reach it!”

”stop being so goddamn cute.”

”you dont need all that candy, do you?”

”call me as soon as you get there.”

”did you just- throw salt at me!?” ”im not fucking possessed!”

”cuddles please!”

”hey love, can you help me out?” ”im gay and i need a few dollars”

”thats not true! my wife is a bitch and i like her very much.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

”you motherfucker! never do that again!”

” i have no idea what you are talking about.”

”what the actual fu-“ ”HEY GET OUT!”

“im only here for the dog.”

~ Smut 🌝

“come over here and make me.”

”kiss me.”

”looks like we are trapped in here for a while..”

”you heard me. take. it. off.”

”keep looking at me like that and we might not make it to bed.”

”if we werent in public right now, i would have my head in between your legs.”

”i want to taste you.”

”dont be shy now, sit on my face.”

”is that my shirt?”

“be quiet.”

”use your words, baby.”

”what if someone hears us?”

”oh fuck yes, just like that.”

“need any help with that?”

“were you just masturbating?” - “what?! no neve-“ ”do you want some help?” - “huh?”

“relax.”

”did you come?”

”shut up slut.”

~ Funny Ones🌚

”im not wearing any underwear, thought you would like to know.”

”YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILST I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”

”at least we didnt break any laws this time.”

”we are literally fugitives of this state.” - “so no pizza?”

”your pretty.” - “your drunk.”

”excuse you?”

”i might of had a few shots.” - “what they mean by a few is about 20.”

”if you do that again im gonna chuck you out the window- what are you doing?” - “checking how high the drop is to see if its worth it.”

”you ate all my noodles! you’ve lost toilet paper privledges.”

”OI THATS MY HOODIE LOSER!”

”haha thats so funny!” *pulls out gun* ”say it again!”

”DUDE STOP HOGGING THE FUCKING BLANKETS!”

”your bleeding!” - “oh yeah no shit sherlock!”

”for fucks sake- MOVE!”

”hey wouldnt it be funny if we made out right now?”

[⚡️] thank you for reading! have a great day!! :))

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honeyspiders10 · 2 years

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Welcome back, to my tavern!

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Masterlist!

My name is Charlie! And this is my tavern!

Requests are open!!

Go check out my girl! @nerdysleepybunny <3

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Things I will write for:

Anything Pride/LGBTQIA+! (you are valid! <3)

Gender neutral reader!

Male reader!

Non binary reader!

And male aligned readers!

(I will write female readers for my friends and friends only. Sorry for the inconvenience)

Poly relationships! Between reader and characters.

Platonic relationships!

And Child!reader and Parent!character!

I will also write for my age regression community!

Ships are welcome as well!

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Things I will not write for:

NSFW! I'm a minor! I have a lot of age regression moots, and most of them are not comfortable with NSFW. So, you will not find smut on my blog at all.

Anxiety, depression, etc. These can be triggering topics to some people, and I want this to be a safe spot.

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Fandoms: TV shows and Movies

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Hasbin Hotel:

Angel Dust

Husker

Charlie

Vaggie

Nifty

Alastor

Lucifier

Ships:

Husker x Angel Dust

Alastor x Lucifer

Vaggie x Charlie

Okay with x reader:

Husker x Angel Dust x Reader

Alastor x Lucifer x reader

Vaggie x Charlie x reader

The Lord of the Rings:

Gimli

Legolas

Aragorn

Gandalf (platonic only!)

Frodo

Sam

Mary

Pippin

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The Walking Dead:

Glen

Maggie

Negan

Abraham

Carl

Rick

Beth

Lori

Carol

Daryl

Eugene

Dale (platonic only!)

Tdog

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Supernatural:

Dean

Sam

Cas

Crowley

Rowena

Lucifer

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Marvel:

Bucky

Sam

Steve

Stephen

Rhody

Tony

Pepper

Groot (platonic only!)

Rocket (platonic only!)

Gamora

Nebula

Drax

Mantix (platonic only!)

Quil

Thor

Loki

Peter

Ned

Wong

Natasha

Bruce/Hulk

Scott

(If there are any more, let me know! I'll write for just about anyone from the MCU!)

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Kids shows:

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Octonaunts:

Barnacles

Peso

Kwazii

Shellington

Dashi

Tweak

Inkling (platonic only!)

Vegimals (platonic only!)

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Ninjago:

Cole

Kai

Jay

Zane

Nya

Lloyd

Wu (platonic only!)

Garmadon

Zora

Wyldfire

Arin

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Sing 1-2:

Johnny

Mena

Rosita (platonic only!)

Gunther

Ash

Mrs. Crawley (platonic only!)

Buster

Suki

Clay

Krystal

Porsha

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Anime:

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Naruto:

Choji

Naruto

Sasuke

Sakura

Shikamaru

Ino

Tenten

Neji

Lee

Kakashi

Guy

Asuma

Jiraiya

Tsunade

Orichimaru

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Demonslayer:

Tanjiro

Inosuke

Zenitsu

Genya

Rengoku

Tengen

All tengens wifes

Shinobu

Sanemi

Gyomei

Mitsuri

Obanai

Giyuu

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My Hero Academia:

All of class 1-A

The big three

Shinso

Wild, wild pussycats

Dabi

Shigaraki

Staib

Lady Nagant

Toga

Overhaul

Gentle criminal (platonic only!)

Twice

Mr. Compress

Mei

Aizawa

Nezu (platonic only!)

Fatgum

Endeavor

Present Mike

Midnight

All Might

Hawks

Snipe

Recovery girl (platonic only!)

Mt. Lady

Vlad King

Edgeshot

Best jeanist

Ms. Joke

Mirko

Kamui Woods

Ryukyu

Gang orca

Inasa

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Beastars:

Riz

Legoshi

Jack

Haru

Pina

Louis

Juno

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Novels:

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Heartstopper: platonic only!

Charlie

Nick

Imogen

Aled

Sahar

Darcy

Tara

Issac

Tao

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Thank you for reading! Safe journeys, travelers!

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#x reader #sing 2021 #gareth x male reader #eddie x steve #male reader #eddie munson #my hero academia #sing #ninjago #ninjago cole x reader #x nonbinary reader #x female reader #beastars #greys anatomy #beastars x reader #greys anatomy x reader

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kit-nelson-imagines · 2 years

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-> rules, prompts and more <-

[🧃] hey! my name is kit and im a young writer :) my friends recommended that i use my writing skills on the internet so thats why im here! i hope you enjoy my writing!

[🫧] my rules are very important. if you do not obey them, then it will result in me blocking you. please respect my boundaries and rules.

[🌈] rules:

~ dni if you are an nsfw blog

~ i will not write smut with minors. the only exception is if that they are aged up to over 18.

~ if you are requesting a celebrity and they have boundaries, please respect them.

~ i only do x reader. i can do female, male, trans, genderfluid, gender neutral and other genders.

~ if requesting a reader with a different gender, please specify their pronouns.

~ use your imagination!! make it silly! i really dont mind!!

~ dont sexualise me or send me weird messages in my inbox please.

[🌊] fandoms:

IT 2017- Richie Tozier, Eddie Kaspbrak, Stanley Uris, Bill Denbrough, Beverly Marsh, Finn Wolfhard, Jack Dylan Grazer, Wyatt Oleff, Jaeden Martell, Sophia Lillis

A Series Of Unfortunate Events- Violet Baudelaire, Klaus Baudelaire, Sunny Baudelaire (platonic only), Duncan Quagmire, Isadora Quagmire, Quigley Quagmire, Malina Weissman

Stranger Things- Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Jane ”Eleven” Hopper, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Joe Keery, Sadie Sink, Noah Schnapp, Millie Bobby Brown, Gaten Materazzo, Maya Hawke

Harry Potter- Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Cedric Diggory, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Tom Riddle, Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson, Tom Felton

Arcane: League Of Legends- Violet (Vi), Jinx (Powder), Caitlyn, Ekko, Mylo, Claggor, Hailee Steinfield

My Hero Academia- Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Shoto Todoroki, Ochaco Uraraka, Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Tsuyu Asui, Mina Ashido, Tenya Iida

Heartstopper- Charlie Spring (Only male), Nick Nelson, Ben Hope, Harry Greene, Darcy Olsson (Only Female), Tara Jones (Only Female), Tao Xu, Tori Spring, Elle Argent, Aled Last

I Am Not Okay With This- Sydney Novak, Stanley Barber, Dina (i dont know what her last name is😭)

Metal Lords- Hunter Sylvester, Kevin Schlieb, Emily Spector, Adrian Greensmith, Isis Hainsworth

The Goldfinch- Boris Pavlikovsky, Theo Decker

[🌸] prompts:

~ Angst

”please stop lying to me.”

”i dont care.”

”please dont cry”

”what makes you think i would want to date you?”

”just shut up for once in your goddamn life!”

”am i going to die?”

“when did you fall out of love with me?”

”are you leaving me?”

” dating you was the worse mistake ive ever made.”

”loving you is a fucking death sentence.”

”i shouldnt love you, but i couldnt help it.”

”always knew that you were too damn selfish.”

”i dont know if i can look you in the eyes after what you’ve done.”

”it’s only 2.am..”

”please dont hide from me.”

”dont take another step in my direction.”

”i wish we met before they convinced you life is war.”

”you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me.”

~ Fluff

”let me walk you home, hm?”

”i wanted to say i love you without stuttering. but i failed.”

”ugh i cant reach it!”

”stop being so goddamn cute.”

”you dont need all that candy, do you?”

”call me as soon as you get there.”

”did you just- throw salt at me!?” ”im not fucking possessed!”

”cuddles please!”

”hey love, can you help me out?” ”im gay and i need a few dollars”

”thats not true! my wife is a bitch and i like her very much.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

”you motherfucker! never do that again!”

” i have no idea what you are talking about.”

”what the actual fu-“ ”HEY GET OUT!”

“im only here for the dog.”

~ Smut 🌝

“come over here and make me.”

”kiss me.”

”looks like we are trapped in here for a while..”

”you heard me. take. it. off.”

”keep looking at me like that and we might not make it to bed.”

”if we werent in public right now, i would have my head in between your legs.”

”i want to taste you.”

”dont be shy now, sit on my face.”

”is that my shirt?”

“be quiet.”

”use your words, baby.”

”what if someone hears us?”

”oh fuck yes, just like that.”

“need any help with that?”

“were you just masturbating?” - “what?! no neve-“ ”do you want some help?” - “huh?”

“relax.”

”did you come?”

”shut up slut.”

~ Funny Ones🌚

”im not wearing any underwear, thought you would like to know.”

”YOU SENT ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED WHILST I WAS IN A WORK MEETING!”

”at least we didnt break any laws this time.”

”we are literally fugitives of this state.” - “so no pizza?”

”your pretty.” - “your drunk.”

”excuse you?”

”i might of had a few shots.” - “what they mean by a few is about 20.”

”if you do that again im gonna chuck you out the window- what are you doing?” - “checking how high the drop is to see if its worth it.”

”you ate all my noodles! you’ve lost toilet paper privledges.”

”OI THATS MY HOODIE LOSER!”

”haha thats so funny!” *pulls out gun* ”say it again!”

”DUDE STOP HOGGING THE FUCKING BLANKETS!”

”your bleeding!” - “oh yeah no shit sherlock!”

”for fucks sake- MOVE!”

”hey wouldnt it be funny if we made out right now?”

[⚡️] thank you for reading! have a great day!! :))

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superpositvecloudshipper · 8 months

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Hey guys heres is my request masterlist!!!!!

Lockwood and co:

Lucy x reader

Lockwood x reader

George x reader

Poly lockwood and Lucy x reader

Heartstopper

Nick x reader

Charlie x (only male or gender neutral)reader

Charlie and nick x gender neutral or male reader (reader can be trans like was born biologically female is actually a male for any fics)

Deadlyclass

Marcus lopez arguello x reader

Billy x reader

Petra x reader

Escape room

Ben Miller x reader

Zoey x reader

Poly ben and zoey x reader

Wednesday

Wednesday addams x reader

Tyler galpin x reader

Bianca x reader

Enid x reader

Ajax x reader

Wednesday x tyler x reader

Enid x wednesday x reader

Maze runner

Newt x reader

Thomas x reader

Newt x Thomas x reader

Queens gambit

Benny watts x reader

Beth Harmon x reader

Poly benny and Beth x reader

Teen wolf

-Stiles stilinski x reader

-Scott call x reader

Void Stiles x reader

Stiles x Scott x reader poly

Anyone else's you like from the fandom :)

If I think of anything else I'll add it 😁💜

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wqxianwriting · 2 years

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soft moment with your boyfriends.

didn’t proofread | gn!reader | fluff | short story | poly relationship with charlie & nick

#%a/n%#;; i was writing a summary for my class, it took like 3 months hello? /srs and im listening to a podcast kit was in while writing this HAHHAGJ, multitasking at it’s finest. ive just been thinking abt the kit video with tHE GRAPE FLAVOR (ifykyk) and thinking abt a picture that joe posted that showed his body and not being weird, respectfully, its a brainrot. i just wanna cuddle them :’) this is just a little soft story, i wanted to talk abt charlie’s body discomfort a little but around a time where he’s more comfortable with physical touch, you can imagine this happening in anytime just dont be weird. you dont cross his boundaries and it’s not angst (i was planning on it to be aha) but enjoy :)

characters:

nick nelson & charlie spring (heartstopper)

you were hanging upside down on charlie’s bed, scrolling on instagram boredly, as your boyfriend tries on new sweaters he got from shopping. your eyes drift towards his figure, he was struggling pulling it over his head, to which your other boyfriend went towards him to help. your eyebrows dip as you laugh lightly before turning back to your phone.

“i heard that.” charlie mumbles, finally slipping it passed his head and into his arms. when it’s fully covering him nick wraps his arms around his waist with his chin rested on his shoulder. “hi.” he says softly, locking eyes with the other through the mirror.

“hi.” nick smiles cutely, ducking into his shoulder while squeezing his sides.

they both snap out of a daze when they hear the camera shuttering go off and turn their heads quickly towards you. a huge smirk is on your features, now you’re sitting crisscrossed on the floor with your phone faced towards them fully. nick lets go of charlie and jumps towards you, both of you laughing.

“if you wanted to cuddle you could have just said so,” nick grins, fingers tickling your sides.

your head throws back, fits of laughter still leaving your mouth as you toss your phone down to grab his wrists, your eyes meet his, “i didn’t know i had to ask my boyfriend’s to cuddle.” your eyebrow raises accusingly as a joke and nick laughs. you both calm down, getting up and onto the bed. a content sigh leaves your mouth before in sync you and nick open your arms towards charlie. “come hereee.”

charlie was watching with his arms crossed, leaning against his mirror with a lovingly smile, but now that the attention is on his he sits up straight with flushed cheeks. his eyelids close slightly before he takes stiff steps towards his two lovers then breaking out in a small run before jumping on the two of you, grunts filling the room between all of you.

“that…. that wasn’t that smart.” charlie groans, picking himself up before tossing some extra pillows on the floor and turning in the middle of you two.

“yeah… you might’ve broken a ribcage, charlie spring.” your arm slings over your face dramatically.

“oh yeah?” his eyebrow raises in a teasing way before poking the shit out of your ribcage closest to him.

“fUCK— i mean—“ you grab his hang hurriedly, EVEN if it wasn’t broken he elbowed your rib, not cool. “charlie stop.” you get closer to his face, he moves back into nick’s chest with no escape and you comp down on his cheek for a second.

“ow.” he pouts, nick stares at you both with a glint in his eyes, hands reaching around charlie without him knowing and pulling his cheeks. “owwwww, stoph.” he mumbles trying to pulling nick’s fingers away.

your hands slide under charlie’s sweater carefully, not wanting to scare the boy before pulling his lower area towards yours, tangling all three of your legs around eachother. “is this fine, charlie?” your fingers lightly tap his lower waist.

nick lets go to let the boy answer, charlie sits there still for a moment, his eyebrows churn trying to make up his mind. “i mean? i don’t know. it feels nice but it’s still kind of uncomfortable.” he lets out a neevous laugh and your hands slip out from his sweater now on top of it and holding his waist once more. his face flushes and his eyes look kind of teary.

“hey, hey it’s okay.” nick kisses the top of his head, rubbing his shoulders softly before his kisses move down.

“ohhh our sweet boy.” you hum kissing his face.

“stop, you two are so cringy.”

“it’s cringe to say that.” you remark back, charlie rolls his eyes in response. one of your arms stay on charlie’s waist and the other reaches over to grab nick’s waist. “ohhh our other sweet boy.”

nick laughs softly, connecting your hands. you stare at both of your boyfriend’s, they look so cuddly and soft. everyday you spend with them it feels like you’re constantly falling right back in love, you never want to get rid of that feeling. your heart feels so warm.

your eyes slowly close, feeling a rush of sleepiness, as your body is pulled even closer towards the other two. they both whisper loving words to you as you all fall into a comfortably slumber.

#.my writing #heartstopper x gn!reader #heartstopper x gn reader #heartstopper x reader #heartstopper x gender neutral reader #nick and charlie x gn!reader #nick and charlie x gender neutral reader #btw if i ever make another piece when it comes to nick and charlie they will always be poly #and the partner will always be m! or gn! :)

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angel-ixily · 2 years

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Tao’s Torment

Pairings: None (Platonic) x gn!Reader

Pronouns: They/Them

POV: First Person

Fandom: Heartstopper

Warnings: Language, heavy sarcasm

Summary: A movie night at Tao’s is always an interesting scenario. Joking around and sarcasm is always a must when dealing with Tao’s specific taste in movies.

Movie nights at Tao's were always the worst. He wouldn't let us watch anything interesting like Marvel, Game of Thrones, Supernatural, or even some good ole Disney movie.

He'd end up making us watch some weird movie about how James Bond saved the world with curriculum and the logic of League of Legends. That's what it felt like we were watching anyway.

We watched Deadpool once, which is the greatest movie of all time, and the only thing he did was shit on it. The entire time!

"Yeah, Ryan Reynolds is a good actor, but what is the point of the movie? I don't see the big deal!"

"Tao come here."

"No. Why?"

"Tao, I said come here."

"No, you're gonna hit me!"

But nonetheless, it was just one of the things that made our little friend group special. Even if Tao hated Ryan Reynolds because Elle simped over him more than Tao, it was always a fun time.

Today, though, we didn't let Tao pick the movie.

I picked it...which was a bad idea because we have entirely different tastes.

Charlie and I arrived at Tao's house at around the same time. The both of us, which were extremely late by 20 minutes, were for sure going to be shit on by Tao. That in itself was destined to be set in stone.

We knocked on the door, almost in sync. Instead of Tao's mother greeting us with her usual warm smile and the offer of tea, Tao slammed the door open, glaring at us.

"You two are 20 minutes late!"

"Were you just waiting by the door until we knocked?"

Tao was silent for a moment, thinking about Charlie's claim. "I... that's beside the point. You guys are both 20 minutes late. Y/N, you literally live two houses away!" Tao exclaimed. His hands were on his hips, standing in a mom pose.

"I wanted to be fashionably late," I gestured to my outfit. "And here I am!" I lightly pushed past Tao to get into the house. Charlie chuckled, following me in. We took off our shoes at the front door and Elle came down the stairs, wrapping her arms around me happily. I hugged back.

"I'm so glad that you're here!" She exclaimed excitedly, pulling away and hugging Charlie. I turned to Tao and put my arms out in a hug gesture. A nagging smirk on my face.

"Huh?" I teased him.

"You. Are. Spiteful." He seethed. I placed a hand over my heart, faking my offense.

"Oh, golly gee! Just because I'm picking the movie for the night doesn't mean you have to get your panties in a twist." I sassed. Tao tried hiding his smile, rolling his eyes.

His mom rounded the corner at the commotion and smiled brightly once she saw me and Charlie. "Oh Y/N! Charlie! I didn't know you guys were coming, today!" She greeted. Charlie and I put our attention to her.

"I didn't really know we were coming over either, ma'am." Charlie replied. He gave a smile to Tao before giving his attention back to his mom.

"Oh, well I'm glad you guys did! If you need anything at all just come right down and ask me, alright?" She offered. We gave her our thanks before Tao pushed us all upstairs. Isaac was sitting on the bed, scrolling through his phone. He smiled once he caught sight of us.

"You know Tao, I love your mom." I announced. "Is she married?" I asked him. Elle snorted.

"Ha ha, very funny Y/N. You've known her since we were babies. Yes, she's married!" He argued. I put my hands up in defense.

"Listen Tao, listen. Freedom of speech, okay?" I reminded him. His mouth formed into a wide O; his eyes dead. he didn't speak for a moment. He was probably wondering how he had made friends with such a dumbass.

"What do you think this is? America?" He asked me. He just stared at me for a little longer before shaking his head. "Let's just...let's just get this over with. What terrible movie do you have in mind for us to watch?" He asked, tired of my bullshit.

I scoffed. "How dare you assume that my movie choices are terrible. Personally, I think they're top tier, must watch, films." I defended. One of my hands were up sassily, while my eyes were closed to look like I was offended. Tao rolled his eyes.

"We're going to be watching Harry Potter!" I admitted. Elle gasped excitedly, Charlie nodded in approval, Isaac gave a thumbs up, and Tao groaned.

"Out of all the movies...that one? I would have preferred to watch My Little Pony!" Tao complained. I turned to Charlie, raising an eyebrow.

"If you would have wanted to watch My Little Pony...My Little Pony it is than!" Charlie compromised. Tao's eyes went wide with regret as Charlie leaned for the remote. Tao stopped him.

"No! No! No! Harry Potter! Harry Potter!" He exclaimed quickly. Elle laughed.

"Damn, Tao. You could have just said you wanted to watch Harry Potter." Isaac joked. Tao sighed.

"I get bullies too much by you guys..." He mumbled in defeat. i happily placed a hand on his shoulder.

"But you know that we love you." I spoke, the only kindness heard in my voice that you'd hear all day. I smiled up at him while he just gave me a look. I pat his shoulder before Isaac threw the remote at me.

I didn't catch it, but the floor did.

We all stared down at it. I nodded and picked it up, examining if it had any cracks or broken pieces.

"Good going, Y/N." Charlie said, sarcastically. He had a smile on his face. I smiled back to him.

"Oh, for sure! I should 100% join the Rugby team! Nick Nelson would welcome me in with open arms!" Nick Nelson would indeed not welcome me in with open arms. But at this point in time, Nick Nelson had no idea I existed. This was before his and Charlie's romance.

I faced the TV, turning it on. I scrolled past Netflix, Disney+, Hulu, and Peacock to get to HBO Max. I clicked it and we waited for it to load.

"Huh...almost like waiting for Tao's stubborn ass to-"

"Shut up."

"I love you, Tao."

"Ew! Go away."

HBO Max loaded, and I went to the search bar, looking up Harry Potter. As soon as I clicked H A R, it popped up and I clicked on Sorcerer's stone. We all got comfortable and began to watch the movie.

That silence and comfortability didn't last long.

"What houses are you guys in?" Isaac asked, I tore my eyes away from the movie.

"You do know that 'Hogwarts Houses' don't define you, right?" Tao asked. I cut him off before he could say anything.

"I'm a (Your House), Elle is a Hufflepuff, Charlie is a Hufflepuff, Isaac's a Ravenclaw, and Tao is a Slytherin." I said rather fast.

"I... what? Aren't Slytherins the bad guys?" He asked. I looked up to him.

"No. It's just that most Slytherins easily get manipulated and convinced to join dark sides because of how society views them." I explained to him. "They're not the bad guys, either. Just very stubborn and resourceful." I finished my statement. Tao grabbed his phone, probably to search up signs of a Slytherin.

We were quiet again, just watching the movie. That's until Tao spoke up again.

"The Hogwarts quiz says that I'm a Gryffindor, so HAH!" He laughed in my face, pointing his phone towards me. Elle looked concerned, amused, and confused.

"Did you just take a quiz to prove Y/N wrong?" She asked him, crossing her arms. Tao blushed, his face flushing.

"I do admit, I may have been wrong. But Tao does carry some traits of a Slytherin. You can search it up." I offered, not taking my eyes off of the movie.

The movie was almost over when Tao got up to pee. That's the excuse that he told us anyway. The movie ended and he still wasn't back. Charlie got up off of the floor, stretching. He was the first to notice Tao's disappearance.

"Didn't he say he was using the bathroom 23 minutes ago?" He asked as I had gotten up. I stretched.

"Mans is probably taking a dump or something." I assumed. Elle reached down to Tao's phone, which he left on the bed, to check the time. As soon as she tapped the phone, it opened, revealing a 'What Harry Potter character am I?' Quiz." I snorted, covering my face in my hands.

Never in my life would I think Tao would be the one to take these types of quizzes.

When Tao came back, he had 3 buckets of popcorn. He looked at the Tv. "Oh, it's over already?" He asked. He seemed fine until he looked at all of us, crowded over his phone, dying. "What are you guys doing?" He asked, placing down the popcorn.

"You're Animagus is a Blobfish?" Isaac asked, laughing. Again, Tao blushed. He quickly ran over and grabbed his phone, hiding it in his chest.

"I just wanted to check because they mentioned it in the movie." He defended himself shyly. I shook my head, a huge smile on my face.

"If you enjoyed the movie, you should have just said so. We could have made plans to watch the second one!" I proposed. Charlie looked over to me.

"It's only about 8:30. We still have time." He offered. I looked at Elle and Isaac, who nodded. I looked up at Tao.

"I guess. I mean, I made all this popcorn for nothing if we didn't watch another movie." He confided. I smiled.

"Awh so you do like the movies!" I exclaimed. Tao cringed.

"What? No! I just...I... just play the movie!" He said, sitting on the bed. He handed me and Charlie a bucket a popcorn, him, Elle, and Isaac a bucket. The third one was for refills.

"Ready to watch the movie, wand with kelpie hair, troll whiskers, and 3 hairs off of a unicorn?" I asked Tao teasingly.

"Shut up and put on the movie," Tao paused for a moment. "And stop looking through my phone!" He ordered. I played the movie.

"The day that I stop teasing you will be the day I stop going through your phone. And that won't happen until I'm dead." I joked around.

"Good thing I poisoned your popcorn..." He mumbled.

"What?" Charlie asked.

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dream-a-little-bigger-x · 4 years

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Drawings on Ice (Part One) | Charlie Gillespie

Requested by anonymous: I’d love for you to write a Charlie hockey fic. I’ve been hearing that heard a great hockey player so I need that in my life

A/N: this is going to be a two-parter! Hope this is what you imagined!

Summary: You moved from the US to Canada, starting over at a new college. Your newest (and only) friend begs you to join her at her boyfriend’s hockey practice where you see Charlie for the first time. With his beautiful eyes and perfect smile and perfect facial structure, you become obsessed with drawing him. It’s been a habit of yours to draw anyone you saw with interesting bone structure. Though your friend warns you about the jock bad boy, you can’t help but be intrigued by him...

Pairing: Charlie Gillespie x Gender Neutral!Reader

A/N: I hope I made this as gender neutral as possible! Let me know if there’s anything I need to change to make it even more inclusive for non-binary/gender fluid people.

Words: 3,648

Warnings: Some curse words (bitch, fuckboy)

You’ve never been a fan of any type of sports. Your siblings used to play basketball and you had to go to their games, though you were always busy sketching in your sketchbook to really notice or learn anything about it. Then, you suddenly had to move for your mother’s job. To Canada, of all places. Canada, the land of maple syrup, brutally cold winters… and hockey. The only good thing about moving thus far, was meeting Andrea. Andrea is a preppy, happy-go-lucky kind of girl, and was the first one to talk to you on your first day at your new college. Always dressed in pink or purple, make-up done flawlessly and always so kind, you think she’s being fake. Normally, people like that scared you. Kids like that in your American High School were always the popular ones that bullied the antisocial nerds, which included you at that point. That’s why you’d avoided talking to anyone on your first day. Only Andrea was persistent. You could not for the life of you shake her off.

So, instead of trying any longer, you embraced it and became friends with her fast. Thanks to her, you found your way through the buildings and all the classes. She even gave you tips on some of the professors you had.

To be fair, Andrea did help you out a lot, so when she asked you to come along to her new boyfriend’s hockey practice, you had no other choice but go. You’d packed your sketchbook though, just in case you got bored. “So, which one is yours?” you ask Andrea when you sit down in the bleachers with her. “Number eight!” she says, pointing to one of the players skating in circles. He catches his girlfriend pointing at him and gives her a wave, which makes Andrea giggle. The boy with the number 10 plastered on his back, turns upon seeing his buddy wave to the bleachers. You catch his eyes and feel a shiver run down your spine. Even from afar, you can tell those are the most beautiful and enchanting eyes you ever did see. “Who’s number 10?” you ask Andrea without taking your eyes off the boy. Without even noticing, you start to trace his features on your leg with your finger, a habit you developed over the years. His chiseled cheekbones, his fine nose, the wrinkles by his mouth as he smiles up at her. “Charlie. Sam’s best friend,” Andrea explains while you try your hardest not to stare at the cute hockey player while you’re tracing him. “Wouldn’t get too close though, I heard he has a reputation of being a heartbreaker.” Of course. All cute boys have to be absolute disappointments. Despite Andrea’s warning, you couldn’t help but think about Charlie every minute of the day. It was the smile and the eyes that haunted you through every lecture and every study-session with Andrea in the library. You traced his features on your empty papers on automatic pilot, not even realizing you were doing it until you were actually drawing him with a ballpoint pen. “Honey, no!” Andrea says sternly. The two of you are at the library, studying for midterms when the drawing on your notes starts to take shape. The shape of a certain hockey player. “I can’t help it, Andi! He’s in my mind and I just -- my brain just tells me to draw things and he’s been the only thing on my mind lately, I… I don’t know why or what it is, but I’m kind of drawn to him?” The girl in front of you shakes her head disappointedly. “Look at him!” she whisper-shouts, nodding her head to somewhere behind you. You slowly turn your head to find Charlie with one leg up on a chair, leaning his elbow on it as he’s flirting with a girl. “That’s number five this week… And it’s Tuesday.” You can’t help but stare at him though. His profile is impeccable. Before you know it, you’re back to tracing his features on your leg. “Y/N!” Andrea shouts in a hushed tone, capturing your attention again, ruining your entire mental picture of Charlie. “You ought to stop that, sweetie. I don’t want you getting hurt.” “Oh, I don’t get hurt, Andi,” you reply with a smirk, turning to face her again, “Being the antisocial kid in high school has its perks.” Andrea’s eyes widen at something behind you. “Time to prove it then,” she mutters. You quickly hide your drawing underneath your textbook and pretend to continue studying as Charlie approaches your table. “Hello, ladies,” he greets with a charming smile. Though on the inside you’re just about melting, your tough exterior doesn’t give it away. “I don’t think we’ve met.” He reaches a hand out to you. “I’m Charlie.” You glance up from your textbook, let your eyes dart from his hand to his face and turn back to your textbook. “Okay…” he mutters, feeling a little defeated by his first rejection. “We’re studying, Charlie. Can we help you with anything?” He glances over at you for a split second as he thinks about it.

“Uhm, yeah. Are you guys coming to the game this weekend?” His flirty demeanor changes all of a sudden to someone less confident. You look up at him, wanting to break your antisocial facade because it never brought you anywhere in High School and won’t bring you anywhere now. “I might. If I don’t have anything better to do, that is.” You decide to run with the sassy-bitch inside you. Charlie actually looks disappointed with this answer. “Okay…” he turns back to Andrea, “You’ll come, right?” She nods her head. “Can you convince her?” You chuckle at his desperate attempt, which earns you a glare from him. “She can make up her own mind, Charlie,” Andrea replies, raising her hands in defense. Gruntled and disappointed, Charlie turns around and leaves the two of you alone. “Girl!” Andrea squeals once he’s out of earshot, and holds up her hand for a high five, which you giddily give. “Told you I could do it,” you shrug with an amused smile on your face. “That was very impressive. Did you see his face when you didn’t even introduce yourself? He was so disappointed his charms didn’t work on you!” she giggles loudly. The librarian shushes her, and she holds up her hands in defense before lapsing into quieter giggles with you. You can’t help but feel bad though. Charlie actually seemed incredibly upset by your lack of interest. It makes you wonder if he actually says who people say he is. On Saturday, you go to the hockey game anyway. There’s nothing else you can do, and besides, it gives you a chance to draw a little more of Charlie in action on the ice. The surprised smile on Charlie’s face is to die for. It makes you feel like you’re the only girl he sees, like he’s not the guy people say he is. You say hello to Andrea and some of her friends you’ve met before, and sit down on the bench, immediately getting your sketchpad and pencil out. You start on Charlie, but halfway through, Andrea asks you to draw Sam too. Deciding it would probably be less suspicious if you drew the entire team, you start on Sam. By halftime, you have about every team member on your page sketched out. None of them quite as detailed as Charlie, but you’ll get to that at some point. “We’re going to say hello to the boys, you coming?” Andrea asks you when you’re shading your drawings. You glance up at Andrea, then glance down at the rink where you find Charlie already looking at you. He cocks his head, beckoning you to come over. For a second then, you’re forgetting all about your antisocial facade and feel yourself heat up. You cough the feeling away and get up after stuffing your sketchpad back into your bag, following Andrea down the steps. “You came,” he states when you reach him on the side of the rink. “Are you always this attentive?” you ask with a hint of sarcasm flavoring your voice. His chuckle fills your ears like a beautiful melody. Why does he do this to you? There honestly are so many boys that could be so much better for you, but instead, you’re crushing on the campus bad boy. “Are you always this hostile?” You’re dumbfounded at his comeback. No one ever called you hostile. Antisocial, sure. A bitch, multiple times. But never hostile. “You weren’t paying a lot of attention to the game though?” he says, changing the subject upon noticing your reaction. “Well, neither have you if you noticed me not paying attention,” you shoot back, an amused smile tugging at your lips. “Touché,” he chuckles. “But seriously, what were you doing?” You open your mouth to say something, but are stuck on what to tell him. Do you lie to him? Or say the truth? “I--I’m an arts student, and I draw pretty much everything I see, so…” His eyes widen at your response, as does his smile. You’re not entirely sure if telling the truth was a good idea. He might just run off, like everyone in High School used to do when you told them you drew them, no matter how good it was. Everyone always thought it was creepy, so you tended to keep all your art to yourself. “Can I see?” he asks just as the ref blows his whistle, signalling the start of the next half. He gives me an apologetic look, thinking of a good compensation. “Stay after the game?” You know you shouldn’t. You know Andrea is probably right and he’s the biggest womanizer walking this earth, but looking into his gorgeous hazel eyes and witnessing his lips curl up into the most beautiful smile, you can’t help but nod your head. His teeth bite down his lip as he skates away, keeping his eyes on you.

“What was that about?” Andrea asks you when you take your seats again. You let out a deep, confused, yet content sigh. “I have no clue…” For a while, you watch the game -- mostly Charlie -- and witness him making a goal. You, along with all the other supporters of the team, get up from your seats, cheering loudly. Charlie looks up at you, a wide smile plastered on his face as he points to you. Your heart skips a beat, not expecting him to do something like that at all. “Someone has a crush on you…” Andrea whispers in your ear, a teasing smile on her face. “No, he doesn’t! That wasn’t for me…” you try to reassure yourself, but fail miserably. That was for you, and you know it all too well. Another thing you know, is that this probably shouldn’t be quite as heart-melting as it is. “If that’s what you have to tell yourself…” Andrea mutters before turning back to the game. This is not what you thought would happen in your first month of moving to Canada and starting anew at another college. Not at all.

The game is coming to an end now, and you’re still watching. Yes, you read that correctly. You’re still watching the game. A sports game. You! You never thought you would even last ten minutes watching, but somehow, Charlie made it all the more interesting. After every goal he’s scored, he pointed up at you, making you blush like crazy. You have absolutely no idea what’s happening or why he’s doing what he’s doing. All you know is that you like it. You like the way he makes you feel like a normal person for once in your life. Like you’re important. Like you matter. For once, it doesn’t feel like you’re the weirdo art kid that sits on the sidelines, drawing everything and everyone they see. “We’re going to go for some drinks with the team, want to come?” Andrea asks when the game is over and the players all head to the dressing rooms and the crowd files out of the bleachers. “Oh, uhm… I think I might stay a little while longer, you know? Work on my sketches,” you try your hardest not to smile like an absolute crazy person. Andrea raises her eyebrows at you, giving you a knowing look. She can just about see right through you. “Just be careful, okay?” she takes you in for a quick hug goodbye and then leaves with her friends. You sit down again and take your sketchpad out of your bag to kill some time while waiting for Charlie. He probably has to shower and change out of his gear and talk to his buddies before coming out to find you. For a while, you just sit and stare at the drawing of all these boys. They’re scattered all over the paper, but only one really captures you, and that’s Charlie. He’s the boy in the center of the page. Somehow, you really managed to bring out his very best features. His sparkling eyes, his chiseled jawline, his sharp cheekbones. On that page in front of you is Charlie. Though the others somewhat look about right, Charlie really takes the crown in this picture. It’s almost like you’ve studied him so well, that you drew him this perfectly. Which is only half true. All it took was one look and you had him down. All of his features, all of his details. You had it all down from one single look at him. You’ve started adding some more shadows to his face, the world around you vanishing as those eyes stare right back at you. You’re so enthralled, you don’t even notice the real life Charlie walking up to you until his voice reaches your ears. “Hey, sorry if I made you wait long.” Your head snaps up and your eyes widen, almost looking like a deer caught in headlights. He places his bag on the bench in front of you before sitting down next to you. A scent of minty freshness and invigorating citrus meets your nostrils. “Oh, no. Don’t worry about it,” you tell him with a smile, carefully closing your sketchpad and sticking your pencil between the rings at the top. “That was a very good game,” you compliment him, nodding towards the rink to emphasize. “I think… Not really a sports person.” He chuckles at this, glancing down at the floor bashfully. “I guess I found my lucky charm.” The second he looks up at you again and those words tumble out of his mouth, you can feel your stomach do flips. To cover the way it actually makes you feel, you roll your eyes, smiling amusedly. “How many people have you said that too, hm?” you ask with raised eyebrows. His smile falters at this, making you realize that it might not be something he likes to hear. The same way you don’t like hearing you’re a creep or a stalker for drawing pictures of people. “I don’t know what people have said about me to you, but I really am not what they peg me for.” His voice is soft, and for the first time since meeting him, he sounds fragile. “You sleep with two different people in one week, and they have you pinned down as the campus’ man-whore.” You give him a sympathetic smile, even though he’s not even looking at you. “I’m not actually this guy that sleeps around, you know? Sure, I flirt with a lot of people, but if your reputation precedes you, well…” he trails off at the end, and then finally looks up at you. “I know how you feel…” you start carefully, which captures his undivided attention. “There was this girl in high school and she had the most beautiful features, you know? Sharp jawline, the deepest dimples in her cheeks when she smiled… I couldn’t help but keep drawing her. She just took so well on paper, and when I showed her, she called me a stalker and a creep. From then on out, I became the stalker creep from Valley High.” You roll your eyes at the memory of Kiara and everyone else at that school. “So, I have a reputation that precedes me too…” “It’s nice to know I’m not alone,” Charlie says with a light-hearted chuckle. “Could I… Could I look at your work?” he carefully asks, pointing at the pad in your lap. You wrapped your fingers around the leatherbound sketchbook, debating it. “Promise you won’t run when you see what’s in here?” You offer it to him, and he grabs it, but you’re holding it so tightly, he can’t take it. He raises an eyebrow at you. “What? It’s not like you drew me or anything, did you?” he jokes, to which you just press your lips together in a thin line. His expression softens in realization. “Oh…” You stare at him for a moment, both of you holding onto the pad. “I promise I won’t run, okay?” You slowly let go of the pad. He places it on his lap and starts flipping through pages. The first few drawings are random kids from campus, either studying in the library or reading a book underneath the big maple tree. Then follow Andrea’s drawings. She suggested being your model, she said you could ask her any time you wanted. After that, Charlie’s sketches follow. The first few are of him during practice with his helmet on. On the next page, are the ones you drew in the library. Some profile, some portrait. He then flicks to the one of all the players, and shuts it after finding empty pages after that. It’s silent for a moment, like he’s taking it all in. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have shown you that,” you quickly say and reach for your book, but Charlie has a steady grip on it. He finally looks up at you, a shocked expression on his face. “No. No, it’s just… I wish I knew the name of the artist that captured me so realistically on paper.” You swallow a lump in your throat as his hazel eyes bore deep down into your soul. “Uhm… Y/N,” you introduce yourself shyly. “I just have a habit of drawing people with really nice facial structure, I guess…” you add with a nervous chuckle, staring down at your fingers as they play around with the bracelets around your wrists. “Huh…” You look up at that, wondering if it’s a weirded-out ‘huh’ or something else. “What?” It comes out in an unwanted whisper. “No one’s ever given me a compliment about my facial structure,” he smiles down at you. It’s the most overwhelming feeling of warmth radiating through your body from that one smile. “It’s true though! If you check that last page of the whole team, the others don’t really have that sharp a jaw or chiseled cheekbones like you,” you state, pointing at the sketchpad. He opens it on that page and watches it for a couple seconds. “This makes me feel like the prettiest boy on the team.” He closes it again and hands it over to you, looking straight into your eyes again. You swear you’re going to faint one time if he keeps on doing that. “You are the prettiest boy on the team, Charlie,” you joke, grinning teasingly whilst clutching the sketchpad against your chest. Charlie chuckles at this, and you swear you can detect a slight blush on his cheeks as he looks down at his feet again. “You want to get out of here?” he then asks, “We could go to the coffee shop across the street to warm up? Get that little nose of yours back to its normal color.” He softly boops your nose, which is no doubtedly red from the cold from the ice rink. You giggle nervously, and then nod your head in agreement. The two of you get up from your seats and grab your bags. Before you even realize it, Charlie has grabbed your freezing hand in his warmer one, and guides you down the bleachers all the way to the café across the street. The warmth engulfs you like a welcome hug as the two of you take a seat in a booth by the window. “What’s your go-to coffee order?” he asks, perusing the menu even though he knows what he wants. You scan the booklet, looking for the one thing you always get. “A cappuccino with whipped cream,” you reply, pointing at the order on the menu. “Ooh, good choice!” he agrees excitedly, “Would choosing a hot chocolate make me less cool?” You chuckle, “Well, it’s a hot chocolate, it’s bound to make you less cool.” He laughs at your joke, throwing his head back. You can’t help but laugh along, mostly at how adorable he is in a fit of laughter. “Good one, Y/N,” he says. You give your orders to the waitress, and lapse into a conversation about everything and anything. He asks you about your college major, and you ask him all about hockey. The way his eyes light up when he’s talking about the sport he loves, or anything he loves, is endearing. You can’t believe Andrea made you stay away from him for so long. Charlie really isn’t the bad boy jock she had him pegged for. If anything, he’s the opposite. He’s kind and considerate, and incredibly ambitious and passionate about everything he loves. You just want to know everything about him and spend as much time with him as possible. Without even realizing it, you’re tracing his features again on your leg, preparing for yet another drawing of him. Preparing for more adventures with him.

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jimothystu · 2 years

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Nick Suzuki - Jealousy's Not Your Colour

Fandom/pairing: Montreal Canadiens; Nick x gender-neutral reader Word count: 2.1k (uhhh didn't intend for it to get that long lol) Warnings/notes: Idk y'all, I saw this picture and just... was very inspired to write a fic where Nick and the reader go to the Blue Jays game and meet the team after and yeah. Enjoy?? This is my first Habs fic, but not my first fic about the blue jays lmao. If anyone has requests, lmk! And if anyone wants to be tagged in future Habs fics, also lmk!

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The Roger’s Centre was buzzing after the Blue Jays’ win. Adrenaline raced through your system as you followed Nick through the hoard of people in the building. You clutched his hand tightly, not wanting to lose track of him in the crowd.

He glanced at you, making sure you were okay. Then he led you out of the stands and into the building.

The Habs were in town to play the Maple Leafs, and it just so happened to be your birthday over the weekend. So, your best friend Nick—with whom you were travelling—had surprised you with tickets to the Blue Jays game. You two were heading somewhere now that the game was done, but you had no idea where. He wouldn’t tell you, only that you were going to truly enjoy it.

The two of you finally got through the crowd and emerged inside the Roger’s Centre lobby. You took in a breath, feeling less anxious now that you weren’t surrounded by people.

“Are you okay?” Nick asked softly.

You smiled slightly at him and nodded. “I’m good.”

He adjusted the bill of your Blue Jays hat and smiled. “Hope you won’t wear that at our game tomorrow.”

You laughed. “Maybe I will just to spite you.”

He chuckled “How was that for a birthday celebration?”

“Amazing,” you said. You took your hand out of Nick’s. “Thank you for this. I haven’t been able to come to a Blue Jays’ game for a couple of years.”

“I know.” Nick tilted his head to the side and smiled. “Come on, time for part two of your birthday celebration.”

You smiled and turned towards the exit, but Nick took your elbow in his hand and steered you away from the crowd of people leaving the building. He led you further into the building, towards a small door at the back of the lobby.

“Where are we going?” you asked, looking over your shoulder towards the exit you were walking further and further away from.

“Somewhere special,” Nick said, sending you a grin.

A security guard stood at the door, and a sign on it said Employees Only.

“Suzuki?” the security guard asked.

Nick nodded and fished his wallet out of his pocket. He took out a folded-up piece of paper and handed it to the man.

The security guard read it over and nodded once before jerking his chin to the door. “Go ahead.”

You frowned in confusion but followed Nick through the doors. “Nick, what are we doing?” you asked.

He just smiled at you. “Birthday surprise.”

Your brows furrowed.

The hall you entered was practically empty, save for a few security guards and support staff. Nick led you down to the end of the hall until it opened up to the clubhouse.

“What—” You looked around, the din of chatter and laughter echoing down from the clubhouse. “What are we doing here?”

“You’re going to meet your favourite sports team,” Nick said. He paused and grinned. “Save for my own, of course.”

You stared at him. “Really?”

He nodded. “Happy birthday, Y/N.”

You smiled widely, excitement bursting through your chest. “Oh, my gosh. Thank you! How did you pull this?”

“I have connections in high places,” Nick said with a wink.

You laughed and hugged him. “Thank you!”

He held you, arms securely wrapping themselves around your waist. “You’re very welcome.”

You pulled away from him and smiled widely. “Led the way.”

Nick returned your smile and brought you into the clubhouse. You were greeted by Charlie Montoya, who brought the two of you into a large room where most of the team were standing around, chattering about their latest win.

“Everyone,” Montoya announced, drawing the attention of the guys in the room. “Nick Suzuki and Y/N Y/L/N here to say a quick hello.”

A chorus of greetings filled the room.

You couldn’t contain the wide grin that spread across your face.

Nick stayed close to your side as members of the Blue Jays approached. You sputtered out congratulations and said how nice it was to meet them. You took pictures and they signed your jersey. All the while, Nick stayed close to your side, smiling fondly as he watched.

A few of the Jays chatted with Nick more so than you—chatting about hockey of course—and some of them were busy on the phone or in the middle of a conversation with a teammate to initiate a full conversation with you. But, one particular Blue Jay seemed fascinated by you. It just so happened to be your favourite member: Bo Bichette.

In fact, the jersey you wore had his name and number on it.

Bo smiled at you and started asking questions—things like what you did for a living, what you studied in school, and how you and Nick knew each other.

“How long have you been dating?” Bo asked after you told him how you and Nick met.

Your cheeks flushed. “Oh, we—we’re not. We’re just friends.”

You saw Nick glance your way, pausing in his conversation. “Best friends,” he emphasized.

You smiled and nodded. “Yes, dear.”

Bo chuckled and folded his arms over his chest. “Was this your first time at a Blue Jays game?”

“No, but it was definitely my best time,” you said with a smile. “Your homer was incredible, by the way. After fouling off so many balls, and then to get one out of the zone like that—” You shook your head in disbelief.

Bo smiled modestly. “Thank you. I take it you had good seats to see that?”

You nodded. “We were actually pretty close to your dugout.”

“I wish I had known,” he drawled. “I would have waved on my way around to home.”

You laughed.

Bo’s smile widened. “So, it’s your birthday, yeah?”

You nodded. “Yeah. Nick surprised me with tickets. But I had no idea I’d be meeting you guys afterwards.”

Nick shot you a smile, his conversation with Vladdy seeming to have ended. He moved closer to you. “I just know how much you love surprises.”

You smirked. “This might have been the best birthday surprise ever.”

Bo looked you over for a moment before asking how old you turned.

After telling him your age, Bo smiled and said, “What’s the old tradition? A pinch for every year?”

Your stomach filled and your cheeks heated up. “I think I’d be a bit bruised after that.”

Bo chuckled softly. “It would probably just make you all the more cute.”

Now, your cheeks burned. The Bo Bichette just called you cute. On your birthday, no less.

Nick cleared his throat. “We should probably get going. I do have a game tomorrow, so I need to get some sleep soon.”

You gave him a sympathetic smile and nodded. “Right. Well, it was really nice meeting you, Bo.” You looked around the room. “Thank you everyone.”

Bo smiled softly. “This may be a bit forward…” He rubbed the back of his neck and pulled his phone out of his pocket. “But why don’t you put your number in here and I’ll give you a call?”

You stared at the phone for a moment, unable to think. Unable to breathe. You glanced at Nick, whose jaw was clenched. He didn’t meet your stare.

You looked back to Bo and quickly typed your number into his phone, disbelief coursing through you as your fingers tapped at the screen. You held his phone out and he accepted it with a smile.

“Good luck with your game tomorrow,” Bo told Nick.

Nick nodded curtly. “Thanks. You, too.”

You smiled politely to Bo and said goodbye to the team before following Nick out.

He didn’t say a word to you as you left the clubhouse, and though he held the door open for you that led into the lobby, he wouldn’t look at you.

You waited until you were outside before confronting him.

“Okay, what’s wrong?” you asked, moving to stand in front of him.

Nick stuffed his hands into his pants’ pockets and shrugged. “Nothing.”

You gave him a look. “Nick, come on. What happened? One minute you were laughing with Vladdy and having a good time in the Blue Jay’s dugout, the next, you’re giving me the cold shoulder.”

He shrugged again and shuffled his feet. “Nothing. I’m just tired.”

You narrowed your eyes. He had look in his eyes you’d only seen once before, and it had been when the two of you were drunk at a bar and a guy wouldn’t leave you alone. Your mouth hung open. “Are you jealous?”

“What?” Nick scoffed.

You jabbed a finger at his chest. “You. Are you jealous of Bo?”

The muscle in Nick’s jaw ticked. “Oh, you’re on a first-name basis now?”

“Oh my gosh, you are jealous.” You stared at him. “I’m sorry—I didn’t mean to ignore you in there—”

Nick cut you off with a quick shake of his head. “It isn’t that. I wanted you to chat with the Blue Jays and be able to spend some time with your favourite players.”

You frowned. “Then why are you upset?”

He ran a hand through his hair and down to the back of his neck. He sighed and looked up at the darkening sky. “I don’t want you going on a date with him.”

You were taken aback. Your brow furrowed. “Who said anything about going on a date? And why does it matter?”

Nick deadpanned. “Please, he was flirting with you, Y/N. He asked for your number and he’s obviously going to ask you out.”

“Why does it matter to you?” you asked, not unkindly. Your heart was beginning to beat a little harder in your chest, hoping he felt what you thought he did.

Nick shrugged meekly and looked down to his feet. “I don’t know… Just… Wouldn’t be good to get involved with someone who lives in Florida half the year.”

It was a weak argument, and you both knew it.

You folded your arms over your chest and shook your head at the man. The incredibly stubborn and slightly thick-headed man. “Nick, I love Bo as a player, but I’m not going to go on a date with him.”

“I’m telling you, he’s going to ask you out,” Nick replied, voice tight.

“Uh huh. Well, it doesn’t matter. Because I’m not going to go on a date with him,” you said. You tilted your head to try and meet his eyes and smiled softly. “Because I don’t like him that way. I just think he’s a great baseball player.”

“Really? Even I think he’s cute,” he said.

You laughed softly. A gentle breeze swept through the street, but it did little to cool your warm cheeks. “I like someone else.”

Nick frowned. He stared at you, expression unreadable. “Oh yeah? Who?”

You took in a breath to steady your nerves. “You, you knuckle head.”

Nick stared, blinking a few times as he processed what you said.

You waved your hand in front of his face. “Yoohoo, earth to Nick. Did you hear what I said? I like you. As in a crush. As in I think I might be falling in love with you.” The L-word slipped out before you could stop it. You clamped your mouth shut, but it was too late. You’d said it. You hadn’t even exactly realized your crush on Nick had developed that much. But it had.

Nick still didn’t answer. He took a step closer and took your face in his hands before leaning down to gently press his lips to yours.

You tilted your chin and kissed him harder. Your arms wrapped loosely around his neck and for a moment, the whole world blurred out of focus. For a moment, it was just the two of you. Just you and Nick, lips moving slowly in sync against one another, bodies pressed together, scents of your respective body products mingling together. Everything about it made you tingle from head to toe.

When the kiss finally ended, you were out of breath. You stared at Nick, mind fuzzy with emotions.

“I think I might be falling in love with you, too,” Nick murmured, feathering a soft kiss to your lips.

You smiled widely, nothing short of utter joy spreading through every inch of your body. “I lied earlier.”

“What?” He frowned. “About—about me?”

You shook your head quickly. “No, not about you. Never about you.”

He sighed in relief and nodded for you to continue.

“When I said that meeting the Blue Jays might have been the best birthday surprise,” you explained. You moved your hand and gently stroked his cheek. “This. This is the best birthday surprise ever.”

#nick suzuki x reader #nick suzuki x gn reader #nhl x reader #nhl imagine

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kohanayaki · 3 years

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.:Time And Time Again:. (Marauders Era x Reader) Ch 1

Old habits die hard— and so do feelings, apparently. Relive moments high and low from your life with the Marauders and co. as you tell your godson, Harry, about all the mischief you got up to back in your school days. Takes place mainly in the Marauders era but also has content congruent with the Order of the Phoenix timeline, with some cannon divergence, of course~

- Main pairings: Sirius Black x Reader, Severus Snape x Reader, James Potter x Reader, Remus Lupin x Reader, slight Regulus Black x Reader, and a bunch of friendships! Gender neutral pronouns :)

LINKS: CH 1 CH 2 CH 3 CH 4 CH 5 CH 6 CH 7 CH 8

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Ch 1 .:Memories And First Meetings:.

12 Grimmauld Place was cold.

Not in the temperature sense of the word, especially in the heat of London summer, but something about it felt distant. Perhaps it was the cookie cutter exterior, dreadfully drab, although you knew its true nature was anything but. Despite its grandeur, the interior was as ornate as it was dull and unsaturated, like a black and white photograph in all its monochromatic glory. Maybe it was the fact that you knew what had happened here in the past, or the fact that you knew who was waiting here for you in the present.

You felt the strange sensation of stepping through the thick blanket of protection charms surrounding the house, as if your body were moving through molasses for a fraction of a second. The moment you were fully inside, you began to hear the hushed bits of a conversation echoing through the entrance hall from the dining room whose door was slightly ajar. The words became clearer as you neared the door.

“Harry's not ready! Have you gone completely mad?”

You found yourself grinning at the first voice, Molly Weasley's stern tone unmistakable.

“He's not a child, Molly.”

You froze as you heard the second one; you'd know it anywhere.

A heavy wave of emotion surged through you as you got near enough to the entrance to see the face of Sirius Black through the gap in the door. His time in Azkaban had taken a toll on him, you could tell. Heavy bags hung from his face, his cheeks hollow; although his gray eyes still held that spark in them. His hair was longer, somehow even more wild and unruly than before, but it suited him.

“Well he's not an adult either! He's not James.”

You caught a flash of ginger as Molly crossed the room, using her wand to aggressively clear away the plates on the table as she made her point.

“I know he isn't, but he can handle himself,” Sirius said, “and I'll be there to protect him.”

“How touching, Black. Perhaps the boy will grow up to be a felon just like his godfather.”

Your stomach dropped at the third voice. Shit.

Your presence remained unannounced, but as you peaked your head around the corner of the door frame you were met with Severus' stoic face, an imperceptible crease of distaste in his brow as he regarded Sirius. As your view widened you saw that Lupin sat to his left, a human wall between the two former foes.

You stilled at the door, taking a deep breath in an attempt to settle your irrationally rioting nerves. It's not as if you didn't know they would be there, but it had been so long since you'd seen any of them. So much has changed. . .

“You stay out of this, Snivelus. I don't care what Dumbledore has to say about your supposed reformation, but I know better.”

“Don't you have to go play fetch elsewhere?”

“Oh come on, you two,” Remus sighed.

Well, maybe not much has changed after all.

“Still resorting to playground bickering, are we?”

Several heads snapped in your direction at your words, and you were met with various reactions. Molly's face immediately split into a smile and she rushed around to table to greet you.

“(Y/n), dear! So nice to see you again,” she pulled you into a surprisingly strong hug and you couldn't help but join in her laughter.

“It's good to be back,” you admitted, “Charlie says hello, by the way.”

“Oh, I'm going to give give that boy a talking to,” Molly huffed, “you aren't his owl, dear. The least he could do is write home and say so himself.”

“Romanian mountain ranges keep a wizard busy,” you grinned, “He says he tries to keep in touch.”

“Sending home a bag of petrified dragon scales with a note that says 'look at this!!' is hardly keeping in touch,” she retorted, fussing about with your jacket's collar that had become wrinkled from her embrace.

Even from across the table you could feel Sirius' eyes on you, grateful that you had Molly's whirlwind greeting as a scapegoat for your flushed face.

“(Y/n). . .” he said softly, getting up from his seat.

“Hey,” you smiled, fighting the lump in your throat as he wrapped his arms around you. He was so warm, still wearing that damn leather jacket he'd somehow been reunited with after his imprisonment.

“What are you doing here? They told me you were out working in America,” Sirius said, eyes twinkling as he held you at arm's length.

“Well, I suppose I'm sort of working everywhere these days,” you said. As his words registered in your brain you turned to Molly with narrowed eyes. “You didn't tell him I was coming?”

“I thought it would be a nice surprise,” she said coyly.

You shook your head, turning back to Sirius.

“I'm so sorry, Molly said I could stay here so I thought she already ran it by you—”

“No, no, of course you can stay!” he said enthusiastically, “I'm glad you're here.”

He seemed gentler than he was before, certainly more mellow than in his youth, but that energy that was so quintessentially him remained buzzing beneath his skin, and Merlin, you'd missed it.

After realizing how long the two of you had spent practically holding each other you coughed awkwardly, slowly drifting apart. As you looked around the table your eyes caught Severus' and you thought your heart stopped for a moment. To the untrained eye he probably seemed just as uninterested as ever, but the look of shock in his eyes was so blatantly apparent to you that it threw you off guard. You managed to cast a small smile in his direction, but his expression remained unchanged while yours dropped. You felt your stomach twist up in knots as you thought about what had happened the last time you saw each other.

Lupin looked between the pair of you before getting up from his own seat and coming to your rescue. He extended his arms with a kind smile, and you happily shifted your attention to him.

“It's about time London had its best auror back in town,” he said.

“Flattery will get you nowhere, Moony,” you said playfully, hugging him tight, “It's good to see you too.”

“Are you hungry?” Molly asked, pulling a chair out for you.

“Oh no, I had something on the way here,” you said, taking a seat, “thank you, though.”

It felt surreal to be back here, where it all started. The faces were different—some new, some missing—but the same determined feeling remained.

“Now, where were we,” Sirius said, his confidence returning to his shoulders as he addressed the table.

“We were just talking about how Harry isn't ready to be tangled up in all this,” Molly said sternly.

“I think he should decide that for himself,” Sirius said adamantly.

“Well of course the boy would say he wants to fight, he's—”

“Listening in right now,” you pointed out, jutting your head in the direction of the open door where Harry stood, half obscured by the shadow of the stairway.

The boy flushed, backing away slightly as he was caught. But his eyes lit up as they landed on you, and you felt a tug at your heart as you saw your best friend in their bright green hues.

“(Y/n), you're back,” he said in disbelief.

“And here to stay for a bit, apparently,” you said with a smile.

Molly looked between the two of you before letting out a sigh.

“You know what, we should stop for the night anyways,” she said with a wave of her hand, “We've kept the children up long enough with our chatter, and (Y/n) ought to get some rest as well. Off to bed, the lot of you.”

Some of the other adults exchanged some knowing smiles as she shooed them out of the room. People slowly trickled out through the doorway, goodbyes exchanged, and before long it was just you and your godson left.

You had been lucky enough to meet Harry at the end of his third year, and he'd broken the news about Sirius' innocence to you. You so badly wanted to be there for Harry sooner, but between your strained relationship with the Ministry and cleaning up the mess with MACUSA in the States, you always seemed to be called away from the boy. You wanted nothing more than to take him away from that horrid house—you knew how nasty Petunia could be firsthand. Nonetheless, he seemed to be doing well, and you were happy that you'd grown closer over the last few years even if you couldn't be there in person all the time.

“I've got another little souvenir for you, by the way,” you said, having migrated to the living room.

Harry seemed to perk up at that. Since your visits had been so sparse, you began to make it a tradition to bring him back something magical from whatever part of the world you'd been working in.

“You mentioned you were struggling in Potions the last time we spoke,” you said, rummaging through your bag, eventually producing a small, gold-rimmed vial full of a deep maroon liquid. Small black clouds seemed to tumble in a miniature cyclone inside the glass.

“Dragon's breath essence,” you grinned, “nicked it off of Charlie before I left Romania. Put a few drops of this in your salamander blood the next time you brew a Wiggenweld potion and you're set to pass with flying colors.”

“Brilliant!” Harry said, eyes wide, “that's on our O.W.L.S. this year.”

“I know,” you said cheekily, “you didn't hear it from me. Personally, I think an Outstanding in Potions as a requirement to become an auror is utter rubbish. Don't get me wrong, it's important to know your way around a cauldron, but to hold someone back who excels at Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms just because they can't cook up a sleeping draught? I don't know, it doesn't sit right with me. And I've heard Severus is hard enough on you guys as it is.”

Harry seemed surprised at your casual address of his professor but shook it off quickly.

“But you're ace at Potions, and it seems like you really like it,” he said.

“Yeah, well I—” you faltered a bit, “I learned from the best. . .”

“Professor Slughorn, you mean?” Harry questioned.

Your eyes widened at that.

“Yeah,” you lied, recovering fast, “Well, Slughorn was a great teacher but terrible at throwing parties. He had this thing called the Slug Club and the dinners were just awful. Your mother was the first of us to join and she ended up roping me into it, and before we knew it we were all standing around in these ridiculous outfits taking swigs of the firewhiskey your dad snuck in just to get through the night.”

You smiled fondly at the memory, and you could see Harry living vicariously through the emotions on your face. You were grateful for this moment; this was the longest you'd actually gotten to sit down and talk together in a long time.

“Were you always friends?” Harry asked, “with my parents, I mean.”

You had to laugh at that question.

“With your mum, yes. Your father, well, not exactly. . .”

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Your body swayed gently with the movement of the Hogwarts Express as you walked up and down the isles, looking for someplace to sit. Most of the carriages were packed tight with large groups made up of upperclassmen not exactly looking to expand their circle.

As you approached the back of the train a mostly empty car caught your eye, occupied only by two children your age, or at least that's what you guessed from their black ties and basic robes that marked them as unsorted first-years like yourself.

One of them was a brooding looking boy with messy, shoulder length black hair and shockingly pale skin, leaning against the wall of the train and halfway through a book that seemed well beyond his years. Sitting across from him was a pretty red-headed girl who was admiring the rapidly passing scenery through the window.

“Excuse me, do you mind if I sit with you?” you asked, sliding the screen door open.

The boy's brow furrowed, clearly about refuse when the young girl beat him to it.

“Of course not!” she beamed, her smile infectious. You didn't miss the sharp look she shot over to the boy who simply rolled his eyes in response. After you muttered a small 'thanks' she scooted over closer to the window so you could sit next to her.

“My name is Lily,” she said, extending a hand, “Lily Evans.”

“Nice to meet you,” you smiled, “I'm (Y/n) (L/n).”

The boy quirked a brow at your last name, his expression shifting to something unreadable as he blatantly studied you over the spine of his book. After letting this go on for some time, you glanced over at Lily.

“Does he speak?”

“Perfectly well, thank you,” the boy said coldly.

Lily sent a disappointed look his way and his heart fell slightly, but he didn't need to be friends with anyone else, and he certainly didn't want other people becoming friends with Lily either. An irrational thought, he knew, but it was how his stubborn little brain worked at the time. They didn't need anyone but each other. Wasn't that enough?

In any case, he expected his behavior would be enough to scare you off (it usually worked on other people), but to his complete and utter surprise, you began to laugh. It started off as a light giggle, soon growing into full on laughter. He stared at you in open confusion as you were nearly brought to tears from your fit.

“You're funny,” you stated honestly, managing to speak through your chortles.

The boy was taken completely aback by your candor, actually at a loss for words. Lily joined in the laughter at your simple remark.

“So you do talk, I guess you must have a name too, then,” you said teasingly.

He blinked once. Twice.

“. . . Severus Snape.”

“That's a cool name.”

The heat that crept onto the boy's face surprised no one more than himself, and he buried himself in his book quickly to hide it. Another surprisingly frank statement from you, and not one he'd ever heard before.

If he thought you were full of surprises then, he had no idea what was coming to him.

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The minute the Sorting Hat was placed on your head, it was immediately intrigued.

“Now here's an odd one,” it chuckled, “loyal, compassionate, empathetic, and yet a razor wit. A calculating, ambitious mind, and yet a relentless sense of adventure. All this, and with your bloodline to take into account as well. Your family has quite the history here, (L/n).”

Hushed whispers fell across the Great Hall among the older students and even some of the faculty at the hat's words, and you shifted uncomfortably in your seat.

“Though, I sense a different sort of mentality in you,” the hat continued, “you desire to challenge the old ways,” it paused for some time before going on, “do you truly have no preference, child?”

You were surprised at the question. You knew your family's reputation— it had been ingrained in you from a young age— but that didn't sway you, nor did it scare you. When you really thought about what house you wanted to be in, you truly couldn't think of an answer. It wouldn't change who you were, after all. Whether you donned red, yellow, blue, or green, you stood firmly in the knowledge that you would always be (Y/n) (L/n). Having made up your mind, you shook your head at the hat's question, and although its face was obscured from your view, you could almost sense its grin as it knew you were telling the truth.

“Well then,” it chuckled, “It is truly rare that I get an opportunity such as this. Let's make it interesting, then, shall we? Better be. . . Slytherin!”

Snape sat, slack-jawed, as you bounded over to the applauding Slytherin table and plopped down next to him. You rested your chin atop your folded hands, looking largely unbothered, a glint in your (e/c) eyes. He chuckled under his breath despite himself.

Full of surprises indeed.

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Your first encounter with James Potter was of a different sort.

It was the very beginning of your third year when you'd first met him properly. You had a few classes together, and Lily would rant about him constantly pestering her; occasionally you'd see the Gryffindor, along with another unfamiliar boy in his house, sprinting through the corridors, Professor McGonagall not far behind and demanding them to stop. But other than that, you'd never really interacted with him.

Ever since you'd met on the train you and Lily started to hang out more and more, with Snape “begrudgingly” tagging along. The Slytherin had been slow to warm up to you, but you were relentlessly kind and infuriatingly persistent, and eventually he found himself enjoying your little quips and comparatively sunny disposition. By the end of your first year, the three of you were nearly inseparable, and your bond only strengthened throughout your second. But third year is when things started changing.

Snape sat in the shade among the thick, overgrown roots of the old oak tree by the Black Lake, nose deep in an advanced Potions textbook he'd swiped from a fifth year as he waited for you and Lily to return from Transfiguration, the only class you didn't have together. This became your usual spot, with Lily sitting in the grass beside him and you on the branch above him, legs swinging as you absentmindedly sketched in your notebook. A comfortable silence would settle between you, something you'd all grown to enjoy; there was no need for constant conversation, it was enough sometimes to just enjoy each others' presence.

The silence he was reveling in alone, however, was promptly interrupted as rowdy laughter reached Snape's ears. Sure enough, a few figures emerged from the curve of the hill, revealing none other than James Potter, flanked by the curly haired boy he'd been seen running around with earlier along with two other Gryffindors: a short-statured boy with dirty blonde hair and another, taller and leaner, with long scars that ran along his face.

Snape didn't pay them much mind until he realized that they were heading straight for the tree— straight for him. Snape had noticed right away how the Potter boy had tried to befriend Lily as soon as she was sorted into Gryffindor, and it was safe to say he was less than fond of him despite having never really spoken to him before.

“You've got to be joking,” James snickered as he walked up to the tree, looking Snape up and down, “This is the guy Evans has been ditching us to see?”

Severus' eyes narrowed. So now he had a reason not to like him.

“Get lost,” he said, turning back to his book.

“What, you think you're too good to talk to us, huh?” James scoffed at him, clearly miffed.

As if on cue, the curly haired boy snatched the book out of Snape's hands, holding it out of his reach as he fumbled to get it back.

“Toss it, Sirius!” James called out. The boy, who he now knew as Sirius, threw the textbook like a frisbee, and Potter caught it easily.

As Snape angrily rose from his seat to get it back, the two boys continued to throw it between themselves so he couldn't grab it. Fed up, the Slytherin drew his wand but was quickly outmatched.

“Expelliarmus!”

Snape's wand flew out of his hands and straight into Sirius', who held it above his head. Just as the black haired boy jumped up for it, another spell flew towards him, this time from James.

“Winguardium Leviosa!”

Snape grit his teeth, staring helplessly at his wand as it hovered higher and higher out of his reach.

“James, come on, I think that's enough,” the taller boy near the back said.

“Don't be a bore, Remus, we're just having some fun.”

“I-I think he's right, guys.”

“Shut up, Peter.”

While his gaze was trained on his wand a harsh shove threw Snape to the ground, tears of frustration welling up in his eyes.

“No way, is he really crying?” James taunted.

“He is,” Sirius goaded on, “just look at him snivel.”

“You're right, maybe we should call him Snivelus, it suits him better.”

“Nice one, James.”

Snape winced as he was harshly pulled to his feet by James who sneered at him.

“Come on then, Snivelous. What are you gonna do?”

“Relashio!”

James' eyes widened as he suddenly felt himself repulsed back by some invisible force, his grip on Snape's robes forced to loosen as he was flung backwards. You stared the shocked Gryffindors down, wand at the ready for another spell as you ran to stand between Severus and them.

“Accio!” another voice called out, Snape's book and wand whizzing past their faces and into Lily's hands.

James staggered to his feet, trying to look unbothered by the fact that he'd just been knocked down, and by a spell that he hadn't even heard of yet.

“Look at that, boys,” he said, feigning confidence, “guess Snivelus needs a couple of girls to come to his rescue. You should ditch this loser, Evans.”

Before Lily could lash back, you stepped between them.

“What's that supposed to mean?” you scoffed.

“I'm sorry, who are you?”

You felt your forehead twitch, itching to smack that smug grin off his face.

It was Sirius who spoke next, recognition filling his gaze.

“Wait, you're the (L/n) kid, aren't you? Well that's just perfect, you two freaks can go study the Unforgivable Curses together.”

That struck a nerve in you.

“You don't know anything,” you said, not lowering your wand, “now get out of here before I knock you down too.”

“Aw, I don't know, Sirius, they're kind of cute all flustered like this,” James smirked.

You felt anger flare up in your chest, and it was Lily's turn to step in for you.

“Leave us alone, James,” she ordered.

When none of them moved you exhaled sharply, taking another step forward.

“Or I can just turn you into a flobberworm instead,” you said, “might be more fitting.”

Sirius laughed off your threat, but you could have sworn you saw a twinge of concern in his eyes as he looked over to the rest of his friends for backup.

“Let's just go, James. Come on,” the one named Remus said, trying to be the voice of reason.

The bespectacled boy frowned, shoving his wand back in his robes.

“Fine,” he said, “they aren't worth it anyways.”

He turned promptly on his heels, Sirius right behind him and Peter scampering after. Remus stayed behind for a moment, regarding you three.

“I'm sorry about them,” he said, “really.”

Your brow creased in suspicion, but you nodded, not quite smiling but offering up a neutral expression at least before he turned to catch up with the rest of his group.

“You were kidding about (L/n) being cute, right?” Sirius said as they headed back to the common room. When he was met with silence instead of a clear 'of course I was' he nearly had a stroke.

“Are you kidding, James?” Sirius said incredulously, “They're a Slytherin! They're just another dark arts dabbler who doesn't care about anything but their blood status.”

James only shrugged.

“Normally I'd agree, but they seem different,” he said. When he turned to see Sirius' unwavering expression he sighed, “I was just saying that to get a rise out of 'em. Don't worry, this won't be the last time we mess with them and Snivelus.”

Meanwhile, you were still out sitting by the tree, brushing the grass out of Severus' hair.

“That was amazing, (Y/n),” Lily said, wide-eyed, “How did you manage to learn that spell? And you already learned the worm-morphing jinx too?”

“Sev isn't the only one who's been learning ahead,” you said, “but that worm thing was a total bluff.”

“I didn't need your help,” Snape muttered.

You blinked down at him, shaking your head and unable to fight the smirk that crept onto your face.

“Sure you didn't,” you huffed, helping him up to his feet despite his protests, “don't be so dramatic, we won't tell anyone if that's what you're so worried about. Now come on, we're gonna be late for dinner. If Wilkes hogs all the Yorkshire puddings I'm blaming you entirely.”

Severus said nothing, only taking his book and wand back from Lily before you three walked back to the castle arm in arm, the smallest hint of a smile playing on his lips.

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“It seems like so long ago,” you said, reminiscing, “Although I suppose it was, but I don't want to think about that too hard— I'll start to feel old, Merlin forbid.”

Harry's eyes were full of disbelief at your story.

“So you, my mum, and. . . Snape were friends?”

“Believe it or not,” you grinned, “unlikely trio as we were, it just sort of worked somehow.”

Until it didn't, you thought grimly, but forced the thought aside. You could tell by how quiet Harry had gotten that something was bothering him.

“My dad really did that?” he asked quietly.

Your gaze softened and you turned to fully face him.

“He was dumb and immature at the time,” you said, “we all were. There's not much else to be when you're thirteen. Each of us made plenty of mistakes, too many to count. And your mum. . . she was good for him. He always told me that she made him want to be a better person. People can change. In my opinion, there are few things someone can do that makes them truly irredeemable, and your father never came close to doing any of those things.”

You thought it better to mention that Snape probably didn't feel the same way.

“In any case, we should be getting to bed,” you said, getting up from the couch, “if you ever want to hear any other stories about your parents, I've got plenty of them.”

“Yeah,” Harry said, smile brightening his whole face, “yeah, definitely. Thank you.”

As Harry walked off to his room you sighed, making your way as quietly as you could up the creaky stairs. Just as you were about to retreat into your own guest room, your eyes snagged on the slightly ajar door at the top of the stairwell.

You stalled in front of it for a moment, wondering if you were out of your mind or not. When you had unapologetically settled on 'yes', you moved to knock on the door when it suddenly swung open. You practically leaped back at the proximity as you were met with Sirius standing in the doorway, stormy eyes wide. He'd shed his leather jacket for the night, leaving him in a dark maroon button up with the top few undone. Your senses were draped with the heady scent of his cologne, and you found yourself grasping at words to say.

When Sirius got over his initial shock he laughed sheepishly, running a hand through his curls out of habit.

“I was about to see if you were awake,” he admitted with a small grin, “Seems we both had the same idea.”

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Tom Riddle

Weasley Boys

The Last Kingdom

Aethelflaed

Aldhelm

Erik

Finan

Osferth

Sihtric

Young Ragnar

Uthred

Law & Order: SVU

Chester Lake

Dominick “Sonny” Carisi Jr.

Nick Amaro

Peter Stone

Rafael Barba

Mike Dodds

John Munch

Marvel & DC

Aquaman

Constantine

Harley Quinn

Leonard Snart/ Captain Cold

Nyssa Al Ghula/ Nyssa Raatko

Oliver Queen

Robin

Roy Harper

Thea Queen

Steve Trevor

Wonder Woman

Maze Runner

Gally

Newt

Thomas

Medici

Francesco de’Pazzi

Giuliano de’Medici

Lorenzo de’Medici

Peaky Blinders

Arthur Shelby

John Shelby

Michael Gray

Thomas Shelby

Supernatural

Castiel

Charlie Bradbury

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Teen Wolf

Derek Hale

Isaac Lahey

Jordan Parrish

Lydia Martin

Theo Raeken

Void!Stiles

Vampire Diaries (Including The Originals and Legacies)

Damon Salvatore

Elijah Mikaelson

Enzo

Hope Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Landon Kirby

Niklaus Mikaelson

Stevan Salvatore

Tyler Lockwood

Vikings

Bishop Heahmund

Floki

Halfdan the Black

Ivar the Boneless

King Harald Finehari

Ragnar

Ubbe Thomas

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Guidelines & who i write for

Rules:

(Updated: August 14 2023)

All characters will be aged up for smut

Please send all request as asks

I will turn down requests i’m not comfortable with or that I don't want to write

Please include a plot (Especially for smut)

Most of my fics (Smut) will be Dom/Top!Reader because that’s what I prefer to write

No ships,OC’s or gender-bent characters (That aren’t on the list)

Only x reader including Poly ( Characters have to be from the same fandom)

Fluff,angst, smut & Preferences

Oneshots,Drabbles,Blurbs & preferences/Multi character

Female!Reader,Male!Reader,Gender Neutral,FTM and MTF

If you don’t specify the readers gender I’ll pick whatever I think suits best

No pregnant reader No babies

No daddy kink

Light yandere only

Headcanons and Song fics aren’t really my strong suit,but I'll try my best to write them

Please don’t be vague,more details are better than less

Marvel

Loki

Lady Loki

sylvie

Dr.Strange

Bucky

Peter parker/Spider-man

Hela

Nebula

Gamora

Tony Stark/Iron man

Shuri

M’baku

T’challa

Michelle jones (MJ)

Nick fury

Natasha romanoff/Black widow

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet witch

Pietro(Wandavision)/Peter maximoff/Quicksilver

Shadowhunters

Alec Lightwood (male reader only)

Isabelle lightwood

Magnus Bane

Raphael santiago

Riverdale

Sweet Pea

Jughead Jones

joaquin desantos (male reader only)

Toni Topaz

FP Jones

Betty cooper

Veronica Lodge

Cheryl Blossom (Female reader only)

Brooklyn Nine Nine

Jake Peralta

Amy Santiago

Rosa Diaz

Young royals (No smut!)

Prince Wilhelm (male reader only)

Simon Eriksson (male reader only)

Felice Ehrencrona

Never have I ever

Devi Vishwakumar

Aneesa Qureshi

Kamala Nandiwadal

Benjamin "Ben" Gross

Nalini Vishwakumar

Fabiola Torres (Female Reader only)

Eleanor Wong

Trent Harrison

Ethan Morales

Miraculous Ladybug

Luka Couffaine/Viperion

Marinette dupain cheng/Ladybug

Adrien Agreste /Chat noir

Alya Cesaire/Rena rouge

Chloe bourgeois/Queen bee

Kagami/Ryuko

Zoe /Vesperia

Felix Graham de vanily

Juleka couffaine/Purple tigress

Marc anciel

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Azula

Zuko

Carmen sandiego

Graham Calloway/crackle

Julia argent

She ra

Adora/she ra (Female reader only)

Catra (Female reader only)

Scorpia (Female reader only)

Double trouble

Bow

Queen Glimmer

Sea hawk

Mermista

How to train your dragon

Hiccup

Astrid

Heather

The dragon prince

Aaravos

Callum

Rayla

Soren

Gren

Amaya (Female reader only)

Claudia

Terrestrius ‘Terry’

Runaan (male reader only)

Ethari (male reader only)

Janai (Female reader only)

Encanto

Bruno

Camilo (No smut!)

Isabela

Luisa

Mirabel (No smut!)

Pepa

Across the spider verse (Coming soon)

Miles morales/E1610 (No smut)

Gwen Stacy (No smut)

pavitr prabhakar (No smut)

Hobie brown

Prowler!Miles/E42 (no smut)

Rio Morales

Peter b parker

Dr. Olivia Octavius

Youtubers/Vtubers

Corpse husband (No smut!)

Shxtou/Shoto

Vox

Multiverse Monarch/leeandlie

Yuurivoice

Finn

Alphonse

Seth

Auron

Charlie

Lucien

Detroit become human

Connor (RK 800)

Kara (No smut!)

Markus

Gavin reed

Hank anderson

Nines (RK 900)

Traci

Yandere simulator

Ayano/Ayato Aishi

Osana / Osano Najimi

Amai / Amao Odayaka

Kizana / Kizano Sunobu

Oka / Oko Ruto

Mido rana

Osoro / Osorō Shidesu

Megami / Megamo Saikou

Info-kun

Budo Masuta

Shoku Tsuburaya

Umeji Kizuguchi

1980s

Ryoba Aishi

Reiichi Tanaami

José Silva

Ken Kyonashima

Daisaku Aragaki

The legend of Zelda

Link

Zelda/Sheik

Sidon

Mipha

Impa

Please specify which version (Game)

Twilight Princess

Skyward Sword

Hyrule Warriors

Ocarina of Time

Hitman

Agent 47

Diana burnwood

Twisted wonderland

Riddle rosehearts

Malleus Draconia

Lilia Vanrouge

Azul Ashengrotto

Jade Leech

Floyd Leech

Leona Kingscholar

Jack howl

Vil Schoenheit

Rook hunt

Idia Shroud

Divus Crewel

Mario characters

Princess peach

Rosalina

Princess Daisy

Pauline

Bowser

Luigi

Fruits baskets

Tohru

Kyo

Yuki

Hatsuharu

Momiji

My hero academia

Shoto todoroki

Izuku midoriya/Deku

Mina ashido

Tsuyu asui (No smut!)

Tenya Iida

Denki kaminari

Eijiro kirishima

Mezou shoji

Kyouka Jiro

Momo Yaoyorozu

Tamaki Amajiki

Fumikage Tokoyami

Hitoshi Shinso

Mei Hatsume

Villans

Dabi/Toya todoroki

Himiko Toga

Tomura Shigaraki

Pro heros

Hawks/Keigo takami

Shota Aizawa/Eraserhead

All might/ Toshinori Yagi

President mic/ Hizashi Yamada

Fatgum/ Taishiro Toyomitsu

Gang orca/Kugo Sakamata

Mirko/rumi Usagiyama

Vlad king/Sekijiro Kan

Spy x family

Yor Forger/briar

Loid Forger/Twilight

Demon slayer

Kyojuro Rengoku

Tanjiro Kamado

Giyuu Tomioka

Mitsuri Kanroji

Inosuke Hashibira

Shinobu Kocho

Tengen uzui + Makio,Suma & Hina

Nezuko (No smut!)

Muzan kibutsuji (+ Lady Muzan)

Kokushibo/upper moon 1

SK8 the infinity

Cherry blossom/Kaoru Sakurayashiki

Joe/Kojiro Nanjo

Reki kyan

Langa hasegawa (male reader only)

Miya chinen (No smut!)

The way of the house husband

Tatsu/the immortal dragon

Miku

Buddy daddies

Rei suwa

Kazuki Kurusu

Kyutarou Kugi

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*Not writing anymore*

Tom holland

Tom hiddleston

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