#peter quill x neutral reader

[vampireimiko]

try hard

warnings, none 😼

note, i love star lord so much oh my god (JUST NOT WHEN HES DIVING ME WHEN IM ON HEALER😒)

Peter Quill was convinced—absolutely sure—that today was going to be the day he finally got through to you.

He’d pulled out every trick in the Star-Lord playbook: fresh cassette in the Walkman, new polish on the boots, and a triple-shot combo in the last skirmish that was definitely cool enough to impress anyone within a five-mile radius. Especially you.

But there you were, gently patting Doctor Strange’s shoulder, your healing aura glowing faintly as you fussed over a minor burn on his arm. “There. All set! Try not to throw yourself into an energy beam again, okay?”

Strange nodded, looking amused. “No promises.”

Peter stood nearby, leaning way too casually against a crate like he hadn’t deliberately walked over just to catch your eye. He cleared his throat and shot you what he thought was a charming grin. “Hey, Doc didn’t even flinch. Bet that means your healing hands are magic.”

You turned, beaming. “Oh! Thanks, Peter. You alright, though? Your pulse is spiking.”

“Wait—how do you even know that?”

“I can sense fluctuations in your energy field,” you explained cheerfully. “It’s kind of a healer thing.”

He blinked. “Okay. That’s… cool. Totally cool.” Beat. “So you noticed my energy, huh?”

“Of course! Yours is always a little jumpy after combat,” you said, tilting your head. “You sure you don’t have caffeine in your bloodstream?”

Peter sighed internally. Crushed by concern again. He tugged at his collar and tried to recover. “Listen, you saw that triple-blaster takedown earlier, right? Pretty slick. Not that I’m counting, but—”

“Oh yeah!” you said brightly. “Three targets in under ten seconds, right? I’m so glad you’re improving your form! Your elbow wasn’t flaring out this time!”

He stared. “That’s… not exactly the part I was proud of, but I’ll take it.”

“But hey I—I meant to say—hey, uh, want to grab a bite after debriefing? Not team-wide. Just us.”

You blinked. “Just us?”

He nodded, heart in his throat.

“Oh!” you said, lighting up. “Sure! I can grab your usual post-mission recovery smoothie—bananas and protein, right?”

Peter’s grin faltered just a little. “Uh. Yeah. That’s—great.”

As you turned away to clean up your medkit, Peter just stood there, looking stunned.

Mantis drifted past him, hands clasped, eyes wide with delight. “They still don’t know you’re flirting.”

“I KNOW, Mantis,” Peter groaned, dragging a hand over his face. “I’m dying here.”

She nodded sympathetically. “But your aura is very hopeful. So brave.”

Sometime later, you sat beside Peter in the common room, both of you sipping smoothies. Yours was something green and mysterious. His tasted like disappointment.

He glanced over, admiring the soft glow of your skin under the ship lights, how your smile was effortless, warm, and just for him—except not for him the way he wanted. Not yet.

“Hey,” he said suddenly. “Why’d you always go to Strange first, anyway?”

You looked confused. “What do you mean?”

“After fights. You always check on him first. You worried about him or something?”

You blinked, then smiled. “No, it’s just that his magical injuries are usually more unstable. I always know you’re okay, Peter. You’re strong, and your energy bounces back fast. I guess I trust you.”

His eyes widened. “Oh.”

A moment passed. Then you leaned a little closer, your tone genuinely curious.

“…Wait. Were you jealous?”

His jaw dropped. “What?! Me? Jealous of Strange? The magical super powerful wizard guy..? Pfft. No way. Why would I be—uh—yes. Yes, I was.”

You giggled, covering your mouth with your hand. “That’s kind of cute.”

Peter was frozen. “It… is?”

“Yeah.” You leaned back and looked at him with a soft smile. “You’ve been acting different lately. I just thought you were trying to boost morale.”

“I was trying to flirt.”

“…Oh.”

Another beat passed. Then you smiled wider. “You’re really bad at it.”

Peter groaned, but then you nudged his shoulder.

“But it’s working.”

That hopeful spark in his chest went full supernova. He’d replayed those words in his head so many times, he could’ve added them to his mixtape. And ever since then, his swagger had been functioning at double capacity—if he was obnoxiously flirty before, now he was downright performing.

And you? Still sunshine. Still the healing, sweet-hearted, heroic ray of light he was borderline obsessed with. Still completely unbothered by his antics.

That was, until today.

⸻

The mission had been quick and clean. He’d taken out two goons with a jet boost flip and a very handsome landing. You’d dropped in behind him shortly after, healing some minor scrapes and giving him a soft, “You’re getting good at that.”

He tried not to melt.

Later, while everyone regrouped, Peter leaned against the ship’s wall, watching you from the corner of his eye as you walked over with your medkit slung casually on your shoulder.

“Need a check-up, Captain?” you asked, voice light.

“Only if it comes with compliments,” he replied with a smirk. You laughed, then reached out to pretend-check his pulse. “Hmm. Slightly elevated. Probably because of the fight.”

“Or,” he said, voice dropping half a note, “because you’re touching me.”

You blinked, then smiled slowly.

“Oh, well in that case…” you leaned in, tone teasing, “maybe I should do something worse for your heart rate.”

Peter blinked. “What.”

You didn’t stop smiling. You just very gently poked the center of his chest, right where his heart would be, and said sweetly, “Boom.”

He short-circuited on the spot.

“I—uh—WHAT—”

You backed away, chuckling, while Peter remained frozen like a man who had just glimpsed divinity and was entirely unprepared.

additional note ! doom match star lords r so funny

𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

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PETER QUILL • 🎇

New Year’s Kiss || 700 Words || P.G. 13 Rating || Fandom: Marvel (Gaurdians of The Galaxy)

Author’s Note: Sigh. Quill is infecting my head badly. Take a short fic (more of a blurb) on a New Year’s kiss with him!

CONTENT WARNINGS: Slightly suggestive content, Make-out scene, Language, Pet names.

The TV played in front of you and Peter. The crowd began to count down with the large timer on the shiny building. Quill smiled, admiring how you got all wide-eyed while looking at the screen as if you were really there and standing in the large, noisy crowd. He reached his hands down to intertwine his fingers with yours. You slipped your fingers with his slowly before meeting his eyes. You both gave each other that goofy, loving grin before counting down together. Your fingers squeezed each other’s hands tighter by the second before the count down reached one. “Happy new year, baby,” Quill whispered to you sweetly. You murmured it back kindly before Peter’s hands took to your cheeks. Your breath quickly picked up when he did so, your eyes flickering back and forth between the TV screen and his hazel eyes. You settled down and kissed his lips gently and he quickly returned the gesture. He sighed softly once you pulled back. One of his hands slid down to the small of your back and the other held the back of your head. “I need to get some more kisses in,” he murmured as he nuzzled against your neck. Your hands reached behind him as you gasped, your fingers grabbing at his shirt. “First make out session of the year?” you asked with a chuckle. Quill nodded against the flesh of your neck before he began to gently nip at your throat. You tossed your head back from the sensation and to give him more access to your neck. Your breath got heavier causing Peter to chuckle. “Ain’t that a pretty sound?” he crooned as he led you to the couch. You used one hand to stabilize and sit yourself down on one of the cushions. Peter’s name came out as a broken stammer as he bit at your throat once more. “It’s okay, honey. Breathe for me. Just breathe,” he guided softly. You nodded your head and let yourself sink into the cushions. He smiled against your skin before letting out a heavy sigh. He moved himself and you so he was hovering over you. “Yeah, there. Good job. Good fuckin’ job,” he praised quietly. He grabbed your wrists gently and led your hands to his curls. You took it as an invitation to tangle your fingers into his locks. He moved down, almost laying down on you. Quill grinned down at you and you returned the look. “Takin’ forever, Quill,” you teased. He gave you a challenging look before beginning to kiss your lips. Patterns of grunts, moans, and hitched breaths came from the two of you. His teeth caught at your bottom lip and held it there. “Want in,” he growled. He released your lip before you quickly took his request. Your lips parted for him, your fingers tightening in his hair to prepare yourself. His tongue went straight for yours. You whined, Peter huffed. One hand moved to your cheek to gently caress it while the other held him up. You tasted him as he did the same, taking you in generously. He groaned into your mouth. Your hands traveled down to the hem of his shirt and went under. Your hands ran along his firm stomach. He began to get greedy. His hand that was on your cheek moved to your neck. Your breath hitched and Peter pulled back. A long string of saliva connected your lips. Both you and him were breathing as if there was barely an air left on Earth. Your eyes looked glossy and he was quick to note it. “Breathe, baby. I’m not gonna choke you. I just need you closer,” he crooned. His thumb ran to the center of your throat, to your chin, then back down. A minute or two passed before you quickly slipped your hands to the small of his back. You pushed down to wordlessly signal your need for Quill. “Alright! Calm down. Patience is a virtue, baby,” he chuckled. You rolled your eyes before kissing his lips. You opened your mouth, immediately wanting to get back where you left off. He released a groan into your mouth, a murmured “fuck,” following it. Your tongue slipped past his lips and you were practically devouring him inside his mouth. His body shivered as he finally reacted. More. You both just needed more. That’s what you gave each other.

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[victiamai]

Braids

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You joined the Guardians of the Galaxy after helping Peter with something very important to him. You were always very alone. The planet you were born on is not a good place to live.

You have no family, friends, pets or a romantic partner. You don't even have a house. So joining the Guardians of the Galaxy was the best thing that happened in your life for you.

You were alone with Gamora on the ship. Gamora was tinkering with some technological gadget.

You were on the ship a short time ago. In fact, you were closer to Mantis and Drax than anyone else there.

And you're also the youngest person -except for Groot- on the ship.

You watched Gamora. She was sitting with her back to you.

You always enjoyed admiring Gamora's pretty hair.

You love Mantis's soft hair, and you style her hair often. But, Mantis wasn't on the ship that day.

You carefully approach the Green girl. Gamora quickly turns to face you "what do you want y/n?" You looked at Gamora."hey..." You said shyly. "Can I touch your hair?" Gamora looked surprised for a moment. "Of course you can y/n... But please don't make any noise, I'm finishing something important here!" She said, showing you the alien technology in her hands.

You quickly approached and touched her hair. Her hair was soft and fragrant. You separated her hair and started braiding it. When you finished braiding, Gamora ran her hand through her hair. “Thank you,” she said, smiling at you.

When Peter and the others returned, Drax's eyes trailed down to Gamora's hair. "Did you change your hairstyle, Gamora? It looks good!"

Rocket looked at you immediately. "It was y/n! I'm sure of it!" Peter smiled at Rocket's words, and stroked his head, ruffling his hair slightly.

"it looks like you found your special role on the ship..." Peter said, affectionately. Mantis winked at you, she was happy that you were fitting in.

"As long as you don't want to style my fur, that's fine with me!" Rocket said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"knowing y/n, as I do" Drax said "you're going to have a lot of braids in your fur soon, Rocket!"

Everyone laughed.

"for now, I'm going to enjoy the recent discovery of Gamora's hair!" You said, smiling.

Gamora winked at you, before disappearing down the dark hallway.

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[marauroon]

I have a Lupin request where reader has back dimples and Remus hands rest there out of habit

Or maybe like three separate occasions, it happened something like that

Or just a really fluffy one-a shot that maybe it leads into something 🤨 but maybe kind it tv-14

𝐇𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝���. (𝐫.𝐥𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧)

remus seems to have an unconscious habit of resting his hand at your lower back. it fits perfectly.

remus lupin x gn!reader | 1.1k | fluff | masterlist.

You never really thought much about your back dimples. They were just there—small, barely noticeable, not something people commented on.

Not something you ever expected to feel self-conscious about or, on the other hand, take pride in.

But then there was Remus.

And suddenly, they were all you could think about.

—

The Gryffindor common room is too loud, filled with the frenzied energy of students cramming for N.E.W.T.s. The library, while quieter, isn’t much better—every available table is occupied by students murmuring spells under their breath, scribbling furiously on parchment, or flipping through textbooks with the kind of desperation that only comes from impending exams.

You manage to find a space at the farthest end of the library, tucked away in a dusty corner where the lamps are dimmer, and the smell of old parchment and ink is stronger.

It’s peaceful here, quieter than the rest of the castle.

You’re halfway through a particularly dull passage in ‘Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts’ when a familiar voice murmurs near your ear.

“Mind if I sit?”

You glance up to see Remus standing there, looking exhausted but offering you a small, tired smile. His tie is loosened slightly, the sleeves of his jumper pushed up to his elbows, revealing ink-stained fingers.

You nod, shifting your things to make space.

For a while, it’s just the two of you, working in silence. Occasionally, Remus scratches something onto his parchment, his quill moving in quick, deliberate strokes. You try to focus, but it’s difficult.

His presence is calming, but distracting in a way you don’t quite understand.

At some point, you shift in your chair, stretching slightly to ease the stiffness in your spine. It’s then that you feel it—the lightest touch at the small of your back.

You freeze. It’s barely there, just the faintest brush of fingertips against fabric. A fleeting moment.

Before you can turn around, the warmth disappears.

“Sorry,” Remus murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. His eyes don’t leave his book, and his expression is carefully neutral.

You blink, shaking your head slightly. “It’s fine,”

And it is. Probably just an accident, a brief lapse in awareness. His hands must have drifted when he adjusted his position, or maybe he was reaching for something.

That’s what you tell yourself, at least.

But for the rest of the study session, you can’t stop thinking about it.

—

It’s freezing.

You hadn’t planned on being here, honestly—Quidditch has never been your thing. But James had insisted—“It’s Gryffindor vs. Slytherin, you *have* to come!”—and Lily had promised hot chocolate afterward, so you found yourself bundled up in too many layers, squeezed into the stands alongside your friends.

The match is intense if the way Peter’s shouting is anything to go by, flinching every time a bludger comes too close.

Remus is beside you, watching the game with quiet interest. He isn’t loud like Peter or grinning like Dorcas, but his gaze follows the players carefully, taking in every movement.

You shift slightly, adjusting your scarf around your neck. The cold wind bites at your skin, and you shiver involuntarily.

And then it happens.

One arm slips around your waist—steady, grounding. The other hand finds its place at the small of your back, thumb sliding into that tiny duvet beside your spine.

It’s warm. Even through the layers of your coat and jumper, his touch lingers, seeping into your skin.

You glance at him, but he doesn’t seem to realize what he’s done. His focus is still on the game, his expression unchanged. His thumb moves absently, brushing against the fabric of your jumper in slow, thoughtless circles.

For a moment, you let yourself believe it’s intentional.

But then he seems to catch himself. His hand slips away just as naturally as it had found its place, returning to his lap as if it had never been there at all.

And yet, the warmth stays with you.

—

The fire in the Gryffindor common room crackles low in the hearth, casting a golden glow over the worn furniture and scattered books.

Most students have gone to bed, leaving only a few stragglers, their heads bent over last-minute assignments.

You’re one of them.

Your Charms essay sits half-finished in front of you, but your quill is still, your mind too sluggish to focus. You rub at your tired eyes, exhaling slowly.

You don’t even hear Remus approach until he’s beside you.

“You’re still up?” His voice is soft, amused.

You hum in response, too tired to form proper words.

A quiet chuckle, and then—there it is again.

His hand.

Warm. Steady. Placed so naturally at the small of your back that it feels like it belongs there.

And this time, he doesn’t move away.

Instead, his thumb brushes over the spot in slow, absentminded circles. It’s soothing, grounding. He’s done this before—so many times now that it shouldn’t make your stomach flip the way it does. But it does.

And for the first time, you lean into it.

It’s subtle. Barely noticeable. But you feel the way his fingers press just a bit more firmly in response, the way his breath catches for half a second before he schools his expression.

The fire crackles, and the room is quiet except for the occasional rustle of parchment from across the room.

You turn your head slightly, looking at him through the dim light. “You do that a lot, you know,”

His brows furrow slightly. “Do what?”

You shift just enough to make him aware of where his hand is resting. His lips part slightly, realisation flickering across his face.

“Oh,” he says. And then, more quietly, “I guess I do,”

You could make a joke. You could tease him, brush it off, pretend it’s nothing. But you don’t want to.

Instead, you let yourself lean into him, just a little, and say, “I don’t mind,”

Remus swallows, his fingers flexing against your back. His voice, when he speaks, is softer than before.

“Good,” he murmurs. “Because I don’t think I want to stop,”

You smile. “I was hoping you’d say that,”

And just like that, something shifts. Something small, but important. Something that feels a lot like the beginning of something new.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

February Feelings - Sirius Black X Female Reader

Title: February Feelings

Sirius Black X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Lily, Remus, James, Peter (Mentioned), and McGonagall (Mentioned)

Requested By: Anon! Barley (I'm sorry for the wait!)

WC: 4,947

Warnings: Teasing, banter, flirting, cursing, nicknames, friends to lovers, obliviousness, insecurities, italics, confession, no specific house mentioned, mini angst, and fluff

It was a well-known fact that Sirius Black and Y/N L/N were inseparable, but it was also a well-known fact that they couldn’t go five minutes without making everyone uncomfortable with the kind of tension that belonged in a romance novel rather than the Gryffindor Common Room.

James had a running bet with Lily on when they’d finally crack. He said before Christmas; she said before spring break. Remus, ever the quiet observer, simply sighed every time Sirius called Y/N “my love” with that infuriating smirk, just to see her roll her eyes and call him a “fleabag.”

Peter had tried to stay neutral. He really had, but even he had taken to keeping a tally in the back of his Potions notebook of every time Y/N touched Sirius’s arm for no reason. The count for the day was at seventeen. Or maybe twenty. He’d lost track somewhere between Charms and Divination. 

Hell, the Marauders were sure that everyone else in Hogwarts knew about Sirius and Y/N - except Sirius and Y/N.

You and Sirius were best friends. Of course you were. You just didn’t act like it - unless your definition of best friendship included constant bickering, long stares that lingered too long to be casual, and a silent, stubborn refusal to acknowledge whatever the hell was going on between the two of you.

Another thing, you were both ridiculously touchy. You’d steal his scarf when you were cold, he’d throw an arm around her shoulders, and your fingers brushing constantly - passing quills, books, and firewhiskey at parties. Not to mention all the times you were always sitting way too close to one another on the Common Room couch with your legs tangled together or all the times you’d play with the ends of Siris’ hair absentmindedly during study sessions. And don’t even get James started on all times he’d notice Sirius resting his hand on your knee. It’s been three years of dealing with this. And honestly? At this point, James was ready to lock you both in a broom cupboard and be done with it.

Flipping through your notebook, you gradually made your way to the Great Hall for lunch, eyes scanning the notes you’d scribbled in Charms earlier. You weren’t too worried about running into anything or anyone. Years of reading while walking had made you practically an expert in dodging people without looking up.

You were silently mouthing the incantation to a charm, repeating it over and over in your head, when a familiar arm slid around your shoulders, pulling you into their side. You didn’t need to look up; you already knew exactly who it was. 

“There she is,” He said, voice warm and smooth as he bent down slightly to press a quick kiss to the top of your head.

You bit back a smile. Well, you tried to, anyway. It slipped through, however, traitorous and soft as your eyes raised from your notes to meet his.

“Hello, Siri,” You said back, slipping your notebook into your satchel as you spoke. You didn’t hesitate to wrap an arm around his waist, fitting perfectly into the space he made for you.

Sirius grinned down at you, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "And how is my favorite girl today?" He asked, his voice light and teasing.

You let out a huff, raising an eyebrow at him. "I haven’t seen McGonagall yet," You quipped, a smirk tugging at your lips. “But, I’ll let you know when I do.”

Sirius’s eyes widened, clutching his chest as if you’d just struck a mortal blow, stumbling back a step with exaggerated grace. “You wound me, my love.” He gasped dramatically, pretending to stumble, making it look like he was about to collapse. You quickly placed your hand against his abdomen to steady him. The warmth of his body under your palm sent a flutter through you, though you tried not to focus on it. A small giggle escaped your lips despite yourself, amusement lighting your features as you shook your head. 

Just then, Lily turned around from the corner ahead of you. Your smile brightened instantly, and you called you to her with a wave, slipping your hand from Sirius’ side as you made your way toward her. “Lily, darling!” 

She waved right back with a smile almost as bright as yours, her eyes lighting up, “Y/N, dearest!”

James then popped up beside you, having somehow snuck up from where he, Peter, and Remus were walking behind you and Sirius. His voice was loud and overly dramatic as he called out, “Lily, my sweetheart, the love of my life!”

You and Sirius couldn’t help but roll your eyes. But before James could do any more ridiculous serenading, you slipped out of Sirius’ grip and hurried over to Lily, wrapping her in a warm hug. “You look amazing, as always,” You complimented, pulling from the hug. 

“I have to say the same thing about you. Have you done something new with your hair?” Lily asked, as if you didn’t spend everyday together, locking her arm with yours.

James, naturally, pouted, dramatically heartbroken that Lily hadn’t spared him so much as a hug. With an exaggerated sigh, he turned to glance at Sirius beside him, only for the pout to vanish the moment he caught sight of the expression on his best mate’s face. Sirius’ gaze was full of quiet, admiring affection as he watched you with Lily. 

James hummed to himself. He had seen that look on Sirius many times before. It was a soft, almost vulnerable expression, like the world had narrowed down to just you, and nothing else mattered. It was the same look James knew he gave Lily - when she wasn’t looking, when she laughed at something someone said, when she smiled like she didn’t know she’d just lit up the whole room.

“You’re whipped,” James blurted out, quiet enough that you couldn’t hear.

Sirius blinked, snapping out of whatever daze he’d fallen into while staring at you. He turned to James with a furrowed brow, clearly confused before letting out a ‘spft’, chuckling like James had just said something completely ridiculous.

“Please,” Sirius scoffed, shaking his head. “You’re one to talk.”

James rolled his eyes, nudging Sirius sharply in the side as they walked behind you and Lily. “Oh, sod off. You’re so obvious it physically hurts. Just ask her out already.”

Sirius snorted, “Ask her out?” He repeated, incredulous. “I can’t do that.”

“Why not?” James asked, exasperated, arms out like he couldn’t possibly comprehend the hesitation. 

“Because she’s my best friend, Prongs!” Sirius hissed, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “You know. The one person, aside from you, who actually puts up with me when I’m being a complete arse, who knows every stupid thing I’ve ever done and still decides to sit next to me at breakfast, lunch, and supper.”

James raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “Yeah, and that’s exactly why you should ask her out. You’re halfway there already, mate. The cuddling, the flirting, the-” He gestured vaguely to Sirius, “-whatever you both were doing a minute ago.”

Sirius blinked at him, expression genuinely confused. “What? We were just walking.”

James stared at him, deadpan. “Mate. You kissed the top of her head, held her like she was your entire world, and you looked at her like she hung the bloody moon.”

Sirius opened his mouth to argue, but nothing came out. He caught the sound of your laugh drifting through the air, light and melodic. It hit his ears like music. His eyes slipped away from James, drawn back to you like they always were. He watched as you walked ahead, a little bounce in your step, your arm linked with Lily’s, your smile impossibly bright as you chatted about something he couldn't quite hear. The sight of you - so effortlessly radiant - had always been a sort of bittersweet torture for him.

“I bloody love her, James. Have since fourth year. But… She doesn’t love me.”

James let out an exaggerated sigh, clearly disappointed. “You’re hopeless, Pads. Can’t you see the way she looks at you?” 

Sirius didn’t answer right away. He just looked at James, feeling a mix of fear and doubt. But before he could even respond, your voice called out through the corridor, snapping him out his head.

“Hurry up, boys! I’m not letting anyone else take the good seats at the table!”

Sirius blinked, his gaze immediately lifting to find you up ahead. The sound of your voice settled something warm in his chest. A small smile pulled at the corners of his lips.

James clutched his chest in mock despair, the other arm reaching out dramatically toward Lily. “Lily, my love, wait for me!” He cried out, dashing after her like some lovesick fool - in which, he was. 

Remus passed by next, giving Sirius a firm pat on the shoulder with a quiet, knowing look. A beat later, Peter trailed behind, flashing a double thumbs-up that made Sirius huff a dry laugh under his breath. He exhaled slowly, his smile fading into something more pensive. As he picked up his pace to follow the others, he pushed down the doubt that still clung to him. For now, he’d settle for this - walking beside you, laughing with you, and loving you in silence.

~~~

The Common Room was dimly lit by the fire burning in the fireplace, the crackling of the fire filling the otherwise silent space. It was growing closer and closer to midnight, but neither you nor Lily were planning to go to bed yet. The two of you sat opposite of each other, papers scattered in front of the both of you on the coffee table between you, quills in hand as you both worked through the mountain of homework that was due at the end of the week.

Lily let out a soft sigh, her brow furrowing as she read over her essay for the fourth time. “I swear, if I read ‘properties of moonstone’ one more time, I might just lose it.” She muttered, tapping her quill against the parchment with a slight frown. 

You gave her a sympathetic smile, but couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “I know what you mean. I keep making the same mistake on my Potions essay. I’m really tempted to just turn it in as it is and hope for the best.”

Lily shot you a look, her lips quirking up in a half-smile. “You’re going to fail if you do that.” She teased, “But, knowing you, you’ll somehow still get full marks.”

You grinned, “Hey, don’t jinx me.” Just as the words left your mouth, the creak of a door opening echoed through the quiet common room. You turned your head, eyebrows raising in surprise as Sirius emerged from the boys' dormitory. He ran a tired hand through his tousled ebony hair, his eyes half-lidded and steps slow. Your concern was immediate. “Siri? You alright?”

He blinked, only now seeming to notice you and Lily hunched over your homework. His expression shifted, just slightly, as he tried to smooth it over with a casual smirk. “What are you doing up?” He deflected, ignoring your question altogether as he padded across the room.

“Homework,” You replied simply, watching him approach. 

Without another word, Sirius sank down beside you, and to your surprise, he eased himself sideways and gently laid his head in your lap, turning his face toward your stomach. One arm wrapped around your waist, then the other, nuzzling his face into your sweater. You barely had time to react before he exhaled deeply, eyes fluttering shut.

A soft smile pulled at your lips as you bit down gently on your bottom lip, carefully setting your quill aside. Leaning back against the plush cushions of the couch, you adjusted slightly to get more comfortable, one hand threading through Sirius’ hair while the other moved to rub slow, gentle circles along his shoulder.

Lily glanced up from her parchment, smirking as her eyes flicked from you to Sirius, then back again. Sirius scooted in even closer, nuzzling into your stomach with a content hum as your nails grazed lightly across his scalp. The next few minutes passed in a peaceful hush, the only sounds being the soft crackle of the fire and the rhythmic scratching of Lily’s quill. Eventually, you felt the weight of Sirius' body settle more fully against you, his breathing slowing into a deep, steady rhythm. Your smile widened, heart fluttering at the realization - he’d fallen asleep.

The moment lingered in warm silence until Lily’s soft, hushed voice broke through it. “He loves you, you know?”

Your head snapped up, eyes wide as you blinked at her once, then twice. “I-” You started, your voice caught somewhere between surprise and denial. You looked down at Sirius again, still sleeping soundly in your lap, his arms wrapped around your waist like he never wanted to let go. Your fingers continued threading gently through his hair, slower now. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Lils,” You murmured, though your voice wasn’t quite as steady as you wanted it to be. Sirius shifted slightly in your lap, letting out a sleepy breath against your stomach, completely at peace, and completely unaware of how much he made your heart ache in the best and worst ways.

Lily just arched a brow, clearly unconvinced, before returning to her essay with a knowing little smile. She looked back down at her work, dipping her quill back into the ink pot, before she added, “You know… James is a bit dramatic with his love for me. He always has been.” She smiled to herself, fondness in her voice. “He sings my name when I’m two feet away. Tries to carry my books when I’m perfectly capable. And don’t even get me started on how he talks about me to literally anyone who’ll listen.” You gave a faint, amused snort despite yourself. “But sometimes,” She went on, her tone shifting, becoming more thoughtful, “When he thinks I’m not paying attention, when he isn’t trying to be charming or ridiculous… He looks at me like I hung the stars and moon.” Her eyes flicked up only briefly, meeting yours with that same calm, knowing softness. “And that’s exactly how Sirius looks at you. Same love. Same adoration. Same admiration.”

You swallowed thickly, tearing your eyes away from her to glance down at the boy in your lap. What you could see of his face, he looked relaxed and content. You sighed, your hand leaving his hair to trail, fingertips just brushing along the soft skin of his cheek before brushing his hair back from his forehead. He barely stirred, but his hold around your waist tightened ever so slightly. Your chest ached in that stupid, tender way he always made it ache. Your fingers stilled for a moment, eyes studying the way the firelight danced over part of his face and how his lashes cast soft shadows upon the apples of his cheeks. You’d always found him beautiful, infuriatingly so. But right now, he looked soft. In a way that made you feel like you were holding the entire world in your lap. You said nothing. You just kept running your fingers through his dark, silky hair, your other hand still resting gently on his shoulder.

Eventually, Lily let out a small yawn, stretching her arms overhead. “Alright,” She murmured, blinking tiredly. “I should get to bed before I pass out and ruin this essay with drool.” She began gathering her books and parchment into a neat pile, stuffing them into her bag. As she stood, she paused, “Good luck.” She whispered before walking off toward the girl’s dormitory.

You sighed quietly when you heard the door close behind her. The fire’s glow flickered across Sirius’ face as he remained curled up against you, peaceful and unaware. Your hand slowed in his hair, brushing the strands back from his forehead once again, your fingers memorizing every line, every angle of him. Carefully, with one hand, you reached back, fingers brushing against the soft knit of the red throw blanket draped over the back of the couch. You tugged it free, slowly unfurling it with a soft rustle before gently laying it over Sirius’ resting form. You took your time, making sure it was tucked around his shoulders and draped down his back, cocooning him in warmth.

You let out a quiet sigh, your fingers instinctively returning to his hair. “You don’t know what you do to me, Siri,” You whispered, your voice barely audible over the gentle crackle of the fire. Your eyes lingered on him, tracing every detail - his lashes, the faint freckles across his nose, the way his mouth was slightly parted as he breathed. A wistful smile tugged at your lips. “You drive me mad, you know that? And I think… I think I’ve been in love with you for ages.”

You leaned down, heart pounding, and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, lingering for just a second longer. Settling back into the couch, you exhaled slowly, your eyelids growing heavier with every slow blink. As you drifted off to sleep, your breathing evened out, soft and steady.

And beneath the blanket, with his face tucked against your stomach, Sirius did his best to keep his eyes closed and his breathing slow. His heart thundered in his chest, the echo of your words playing over and over in his mind. You’d said it - you loved him. And Merlin, he wanted to open his eyes, to pull you into his arms, to say it back right then and there.

But he didn’t. Couldn’t. Not yet. 

~~~

The first light of morning filtered through the cracks in the curtains, casting a golden glow over the Common Room. Stirring, Sirius groaned softly, opening his eyes slowly, only to realize that you were in his arms. Throughout the night, you had both moved, somehow managing to lay on the couch in a somewhat comfortable position. Sirius was on his back, his arms wrapped tight around you, while you were laying half on top of him and half to the side, your hand over his heart, while your face was buried against his neck. Your soft, even breathing brushed against his skin, sending a flutter through his chest. For a moment, he just stayed there, frozen, taking in the sensation of having you so close - feeling your warmth seep into his skin, mingle with his bones, and wrap around his soul.

Then, you began to stir, a soft murmur escaping your lips as you shifted closer to him. His hand found its way to your back, gently rubbing it, feeling the soft rise before you shifted again, and suddenly you were wide awake, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. You sat up quickly, a surprised gasp escaping your lips as you pulled yourself away from him. Your eyes flicked everywhere, avoiding his gaze, as you quickly tried to smooth your hair down.

"I’m sorry" You awkwardly chuckled out, “I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you like that.”

Sirius chuckled softly, the warmth in his chest spreading at the sight of you flustered. “Hey, love, it’s fine,” His voice steady. “No need to apologize.”

You nodded, before looking out the window, seeing the sun beginning to rise. “It’s morning,” You said, before standing up. "I should probably get ready for class," You muttered, but before you could move much further, Sirius reached out and grabbed your hand, his grip firm but gentle, pulling you back toward the couch. In one smooth motion, you were sitting again - this time, halfway in his lap. You gasped in surprise, your breath hitching as your eyes locked with his, the space between you both feeling incredibly, impossibly small. “Siri, we have to get ready for class.” You glanced shortly around the Common Room, no one was around. “I think we might be late.” You let out a chuckle, looking back at him.

Sirius worried on his bottom lip, something you knew he only did when he was really nervous. And there was this look on his face, one you hadn’t really seen before. It wasn’t his usual smirk, or anything, but something serious. 

Tilting your head to the side slightly, you reached out with a hand, cupping his chin before freeing his bottom lip with his bottom lip. “Why so serious?” You asked, poking his cheek only for him to grab your wrist gently, shutting his eyes as he brought it to his cheek, letting out a somewhat shaky breath.

You frowned at the sudden shift, your playful expression fading as you gave him your full attention. This didn’t feel like the time for teasing.

Sirius looked at you, eyes searching, voice barely above a whisper. “Just… Tell me you’ve wanted me too. Even half as much as I’ve wanted you.”

Your shoulders dropped, breath catching as your eyes widened. “You… Want me?”

He nodded, the corners of his mouth twitching with something far softer than his usual flirtatious grin. “Why do you think I spend every spare moment with you?” He asked gently. “It’s not just for the laughs or the teasing - though I love that too. Or because you always save me a spot on the couch.” His hand was still on your cheek, thumb brushing slowly over your skin. “I want to be around you all the time. I crave your laugh, your weird little ramblings when you’re half-asleep, the way you laugh at my terrible jokes, the way you always know when I’m off- how you never push, but you always stay. Shit, even the way you roll your eyes at me. I want all of it. I want you. You're the only person who makes me feel like I can just be me.” He let out a soft, shaky breath. “You feel like home.”

You blinked, heart thudding, then tried to ease the tension bubbling in your chest with a soft grin. “You sure that’s not just because I always let you use my notes when you forget to write yours?” 

Sirius groaned, dragging a hand down his face before throwing his head back dramatically. “Merlin, Y/N, I’m trying to be serious here!”

You laughed, leaning in a little closer. “But you are Sirius.”

He groaned, exasperated, “You’re ridicu-”

But before he could finish, you surged forward, your hand sliding up to the back of his neck, fingers threading through the soft strands of hair there. Without a second thought, you pulled him down, closing the space between you and pressing your lips to his, shutting him up. Sirius froze for half a second, like his brain needed to catch up with his heart, and then he kissed you back. His hand found your waist, the other cradling your jaw, thumb brushing your cheek like you were made of stardust and silk.

When you finally broke apart, both of you breathless, your foreheads pressed together. His fingers still curled at your waist, holding on like he never wanted to let go. Sirius let out a soft, breathy chuckle, eyes still closed, the corners of his mouth twitching into that familiar, lazy grin. “I’ve been waiting for that,” He murmured, voice rough and warm, “Since fourth year.”

You let out a breath of laughter, your nose brushing against his as you smiled. “Yeah? Well, I’ve got you beat.” He raised an eyebrow as you both pulled back. You smirked. “I’ve been waiting since third.”

Sirius blinked, then laughed - full and loud, “Merlin, you stubborn, brilliant thing,” He said, shaking his head affectionately. “All that time, and we could’ve been doing this instead of pretending we weren’t both stupidly in love.”

You grinned, your fingers brushing through his hair. “Well, we’re here now.”

“Yeah,” He whispered, his voice suddenly softer, more serious, as he leaned in again, “We are.”

~~~

Walking down the hall, you laughed, carefree and light as Sirius swung your intertwined hands back and forth between you. The morning sun streaked through the tall window, catching in his and your hair and giving you both a soft, golden glow. Suddenly, Sirius grinned and raised your joined hands, making you twirl under his arm with an elegant little spin before he tugged you right into his side, his arm draping easily over your shoulders. 

You rolled your eyes playfully, bumping your hip into his as he leaned down to press a kiss to the side of your head, steadily making your way into the Great Hall. You smiled, realizing that you had more time to eat than you realized. Your eyes scanned the familiar tables until they landed on your friends, already seated. You chuckled under your breath, amused at the sight of James with his elbow propped on the table, his fist squishing into his cheek as he gazed dreamily at Lily, who was valiantly pretending not to notice. Remus sat beside her, shaking his head before going back to his book, while Peter beside him was already halfway through his second piece of toast.

Sliding into your seat beside Sirius, across from the four, you greeted them all with a bright smile, “Good morning!”  

Lily raised an eyebrow, a small smile on her face as you began placing food on your plate, “Someone’s in a good mood.”

“Can you blame her?” Sirius said smoothly, stealing a grape from your plate. “She gets to start her day with me.”

You elbowed him lightly, but Sirius only smirked down at you in return, his hand slipping down to rest on your thigh beneath the table. The warmth of his touch burned through the fabric of your robes, and you felt your cheeks flush instantly, heat creeping up your neck.

Across the table, James caught the exchange and leaned forward with an all-too-knowing smirk. “So,” He drawled, lifting his mug of pumpkin juice dramatically. “How’d you two sleep last night?”

You froze for a second, eyes widening slightly before you began pouring yourself some blueberry tea. Sirius raised a brow in response, casual and unbothered. “Great, actually,” He said smoothly, voice laced with amusement.

James grinned wider. “Yeah, I bet. You looked mighty comfy this morning when I came downstairs. Didn’t want to wake you. You both looked too peaceful. Almost domestic, really.”

You huffed, rolling your eyes as you reached for your toast. “Oh, please, Prongs, you’re just jealous you weren’t cuddling Lily this morning.”

James didn’t even try to deny it. “Obviously,” He said without missing a beat, turning dramatically to Lily with wide, hopeful eyes. “So when do I get to cuddle you, my love? I’m house-trained, I promise.”

Lily sighed, long-suffering but not entirely annoyed, her lips twitching like she was fighting a smile. “You’re barely trained, James.”

Sirius barked out a laugh, resting his chin on his hand as he looked between the two. “Merlin, this table is getting disgustingly sweet.”

“You started it,” Lily pointed out dryly.

Sirius just grinned, unbothered, and took a bite of his toast, crumbs sticking to the corner of his mouth. He didn’t say anything, just scooted a little closer to you on the bench. You looked up at him with a soft smile, noticing the crumbs. Without thinking, you reached up and gently brushed them away with your thumb.

Sirius chewed the last bite and swallowed, murmuring, “Thanks, love.”

The four friends across from you all exchanged looks, eyes narrowed in suspicion. Lily finally broke the silence. “So… When did this all happen?”

Sirius, still looking at you and not the least bit fazed, replied simply, “This morning.”

James groaned dramatically and flopped sideways into Lily’s shoulder like he’d just taken a hit. “Ugh, why!”

Lily, very casually, held out her hand to him. “Pay up.”

James reached into his pocket with a wounded expression and slapped four Galleons into her palm. “You’re evil, but I still love you.” He muttered.

Sirius blinked. “You bet on us?”

James nodded against Lily’s shoulder, defeated. “She said you two would finally get together before spring break, but after Christmas. I said before Christmas.”

Lily smirked, pocketing the winnings. “I always win when it comes to you two. The tension was unbearable.”

James sighed dramatically again. “Why couldn’t you have just snogged two months ago? You could’ve saved me four Galleons.”

You and Sirius shared a look before bursting into laughter. Lily rolled her eyes fondly, “Honestly, it’s about time.”

“Agreed,” Remus muttered, not even looking up from his book. “Now maybe the rest of us can finally have some peace.”

Peter snickered into his pumpkin juice, he knew that wasn’t true.

You leaned your head against Sirius’s shoulder, letting out a content sigh as the chatter continued around you. The Great Hall was alive with noise and movement, students hurrying through breakfast before class, but you barely noticed any of it. Not when Sirius pressed a kiss to the top of your head and whispered, “Best morning I’ve ever had.”

“Even better than the time James tried to serenade Lily and accidentally hexed his own eyebrows off during breakfast?” You asked teasingly.

He grinned, lips brushing your ear. “That one’s a close second.” You laughed, and the sound felt light. 

Whatever came next, detentions, exams, the unpredictable chaos of Hogwarts, you knew one thing for sure: you and Sirius had finally found your rhythm, and you weren’t about to let it go. And judging by the way he held you a little closer and stole one more kiss before class, neither was he.

~~~

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Hi, absolutely no pressure to write anything, but would you be willing to write an agere fic/ oneshot ft. Caregiver Quill from the MCU with a little reader, preferably his daughter/kid if you wanna keep it gender neutral. Maybe something about him comforting them after they have a bad dream about him going away again post Infinity War, making them a bottle and/or rocking them with comforting words? Maybe reader is between 2-4? Aaa unsure if this is good or not, could you tag @quillcore in it so I don’t miss it if you do? Again absolutely no pressure!! Its just so hard to find content about my dad :’) thank you in advance if you do,,

Never gone.

A/N - Yes!! I love Quill! I suck with dialog because I'm not super used to writing it, but I tried! Also, Im not sure what preferred caregiver name or nickname you wanted but I did my best ^.^

Masterlist - All my work!

Warnings ⚠️: Mentions of death, yelling, panic attack, carrying, fluff, use of fem pronouns and nicknames, side characters of Steve Rogers and Tony Stark.

Papa!Peter Quill x Little!Fem reader

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"We don't know if he's going to be back pumpkin. We aren't even sure what happened. You'll have to stay here in the tower until everything finally settles" Steve calmly reminds you, after you ask for your papa for the millionth time.

Your papa had gone missing almost 6 months ago, and all uncle steve could tell you was that he just.. poofed?

"It doesn't matter anymore Steve. They aren't coming back. Lying to the kid won't help!" Tonys booming voice suddenly came through the closed door that him and Steve were currently in.

"She doesnt understand what's going on. I refuse to-" Steves voice suddenly went too quiet to hear.

You slowly crawl to the door, sitting right by it, trying to hear through the solid wood.

"For all we know they could be dead. Giving her false hope will end up causing more problems when she eventually find out." Tony's stern voice pierced your ears as much as it did your heart.

"Papa dead?" You slowly whisper out, your breath getting stuck in your throat as tears brimmed in your eyes.

Steve stormed out to the living room, and immediately saw the tears streaming down your face and crouched in front of you, worry that you overheard, coursing through his veins.

"Hey hey, Y/N, what's wrong?"

"Dead? He dead?" You look at Steve with nothing but agony and fear, your voice strained.

His look of disappointment and his eyes filling with fear of your reaction tells you everything you need.

"Nonono not Papa! Papa! No! No-"

"Sweetheart!" Quills gentle yet firm voice shakes you out of your awful dream. You look around your surroundings before throwing your arms around your papa, sobbing.

"Shh, shh. It's okay, it's all over. I'm alive. Your safe." Quill gently runs his hands through your hair, softly rocking you, helping you to get through another nightmare.

The day you found out he had been blipped, was the day your world fell apart. After finally getting him back a year ago, you still havent recovered from the 5 years without him.

Quill gently picks you up, walking around your apartment, whispering gentle praises and comforting words.

When you finally peak out of his neck, your face swollen and puffy from crying, your eyes full of fear and worry. Worry that you could be imaginating his smell, that everything you see could be a lie.

"Sweetheart, i'm back, permanently. Theres nothing that could take me from you ever again." Your papa gently reassures you.

When he came back and they defeated Thanos (Or the big bad purple guy), he stepped away from being a fighter, and part of the squad that would go on missions. He would still help from on base, but he would spend most of his time with you.

Quill softly bounces you as he walks to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle, and quickly heating it up to your favorite temp.

Its around the time the bottles in your lips and his soft singing fills your ears that you realize this isnt a dream. Your able to comprehend that your papa wasnt dead. He was still here to love you even if that meant that when you thought he was gone, he had to remind you he would always come back for you.

He walks around the living room calming you downa s you finish off your bottle, and the sun starts to peak through the blinds.

Quill softly sets the now empty bottle down on the coffee table and walks back to his room, holding you closely to his chest.

He lays down with you in his arms, softly kissing your nose, and telling you a story of his time in the guardians. How your uncle rocket was just the silliest friend, even if your Papa got annoyed by the little trash panda at times.

"Papa?" You tiredly ask.

"Yes, Sweetheart?" He softly replies.

"No gone?"

"No gorgeous. Papas not gone. Never gone from you."

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[remussl0vers]

requesting guide

updated: 17.06.23

please make sure to read this before requesting anything — i'm hoping that you'll respect my boundaries on what am i comfortable with and with not writing.

MASTERLIST

I tend to curse often in my fics, and are usually comfortable with covering more serious topics, so make sure to check the content warning before hand. I always write warnings when I believe they're needed, but do let me know if you think something should be added!

also senders may request as many as they want <3

FORMS OF WRITING :

oneshot

imagine

headcanon

series

alphabet

I tend to write oneshots over 1000 words, so if you want feel free to specify if you want a long or short story.

CONTENT I WRITE :

fluff

angst

sensitive / triggering topics

gore

smut / spice

most tropes ( best at friends to lovers )

I'm pretty comfortable with writing sensitive topics as well as angst ( anyone who's read my works before will know that they're the things I write best ) however, if I'm not comfortable with the topic as a whole I will DM you, or possibly put it off for a while.

*If you have a writing prompt from somewhere as well, feel free to send it through !!

CHARACTERS :

male reader / ftm

gender neutral

genderfluid

original character

I do not write female readers / characters anymore. If there aren't specified pronouns then I will write it as a male character.

There are also some characters I only feel comfortable writing for with a male reader/character and vice versa, which I'll note who.

PAIRINGS :

love interests

platonic

family

polyamorous ships ; depends on the character

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE :

support of homophobia, transphobia, fatphobia, racism, sexism, pedophilia, incest ; if they're mentioned in a request in terms of the character being bullied / abused ( in the past ) then i may write it but NOT explicitly, only a mention

a pairing against a character's canon sexuality

rape

pregnancy

female reader

anime

WHO I WRITE FOR :

DEAD BOY DETECTIVES :

charles rowland

edwin payne

monty

niko sasaki ( not romantic )

crystal palace ( not romantic )

DESCENDANTS :

ben beast

harry hook

carlos de vil

jay

mal bertha

evie grimhilde

LOCKWOOD & CO :

anthony lockwood

lucy carlyle

george karim

quill kipps ( friends / family only )

MARAUDERS :

remus lupin

sirius black

regulus black

james potter

lily evans ( not romantic )

evan rosier

barty crouch jr

marlene mckinnon ( not romantic )

dorcas meadows ( not romantic )

pandora lovegood ( not romantic )

mary mcdonald ( not romantic )

MARVEL :

peter parker / spiderman ( tom and andrew )

loki laufeyson

kate bishop

yelena belova ( not romantic )

steve rogers

bucky barnes

pietro maximoff

wanda maximoff

valkyrie ( not romantic )

natasha romanoff

tony stark ( not romantic )

gwen stacy ( emma stone )

gwen stacy ( atsv )

*marvel and particularly the mcu is a fandom i'm more comfortable with than most, so if there is a character not listed, then i may or may not write for them

NARNIA :

prince caspian

peter pevensie

edmund pevensie ( only during dawn treader )

SHADOW AND BONE / SIX OF CROWS :

kaz brekker

inej ghafa

jesper fahey

wylan van eck

nina zenik

alina starkov

nikolai lantsov

genya safin ( not romantic )

matthias helvar

STRANGER THINGS :

steve harrington

jonathon byers

max mayfield

robin buckley ( not romantic )

TEEN WOLF :

stiles stilinski ( *i will take most/all dylan obrien characters )

isaac lahey

scott mccall

liam dunbar ( not romantic )

allison argent

malia tate

lydia martin ( not romantic )

kira yukimura

derek hale

THE HUNGER GAMES :

finnick odair

peeta mellark

katniss everdeen

THE MAZE RUNNER :

newt

thomas

minho

X-MEN :

logan howlett

charles xavier ( james mcavoy )

jean grey

mystique

rogue

erik lehnsherr ( not romantic )

wade wilson / deadpool

kitty pryde

bobby drake

*FANDOMS COMING SOON : PJO, DISNEY, HANNIBAL

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who i write for and rules

who i will write for:

peter maximoff and pietro maximoff

bob reynolds

peter parker (any of the live action)

spencer reid

poe dameron

bucky barnes

steve harrington

cherik (ship or ship x reader) [ON HOLD]

characters i've never written but am willing to try:

yelena belova

harry osborn (insomniac)

eddie brock / venom

symbrock (ship + ship x reader)

matt murdock / daredevil

jake peralta

joel miller

remy lebeau / gambit

logan howlett / wolverine

peter quill / starlord

female characters from mcu, criminal minds, star wars, other hyperfixations

rules:

don't rewrite, copy, or translate any of my work on any platform. this is my hobby and i put a lot of time and care into learning to write better

i don't feel the greatest about writing smut but i will write implied smut or somewhat spicy material

any angst will likely be ended in fluff because i get too sad

no incest or age play or anything like that. no no.

all of my pieces are written with the reader + main love interest/character being an adult

i don't write real person fic (anymore), so no requests for that (but i am willing to talk about celebs and stuff)

i relatively write with fem!reader in mind, but i can make gender neutral work if specifically requested :)

i really only write and read x reader these days, but i am open to ships. i am also open to platonic x reader or ships (within reason)

[aliasrocket]

“𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲.” — a collection of works I’ve done, mainly surrounding rocket raccoon. last updated : 07.25.2023

𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒. full summary in links below. All go to AO3. click to scroll previews.

───── 𖤐 rocket raccoon / reader. 𖤐 ─────

⌗ HORRIBLE. 11k. smut. friends with benefits goes wrong.

⌗ LAST (FRIDAY) NIGHT. 16k. smut. angst. one night stand, catching feelings + a little adventure.

⌗ MISERY BUSINESS. 7k. smut. hatefucking. that’s actually it.

⌗ CHERRY CHAPSTICK SMILE. 2.3k. fluff. first date.

⌗ YOU’RE MY BABY (SAY IT TO ME.) 6.7k. smut. angst. one night stand pt. 2. drunk sex.

⌗ ANTIQUE DOLL. 2.1k. smut. fluff. kitchen sex, established relationship + a twist.

───── rocket raccoon. ─────

⌗ LOWER YOUR WEAPONS. 1.8k. angst. nebula visits rocket months after vol. 3.

⌗ HOW CAN I TRY TO EXPLAIN? 1.6k. angst. rocket goes to therapy. And it’s messy.

───── rocket raccoon / peter quill. ─────

⌗ ROCKET IS NOT DEAD. 0.5k. angst. “I am not. Letting him. Go.”

───── gotg. ─────

⌗ GROOT’S ROCKET. 1.8k. Since the extinction of his entire species, Groot had been hopping around, getting released from one prison to the next. That was until he met Rocket.

𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐑. click here to scoll the drabbles.

───── 𖤐 drabbles. 𖤐 ─────

rocket & reader go to an amusement park. fluff.

rocket/bartender!reader. smut.

rocket/reader get *ahem* interrupted. smut.

bdsm!reader introduces rocket to bdsm. smut.

reader catches rocket’s fluffy fur after a shower. fluff.

rocket/reader’s first date. fluff.

rocket with a small-chested reader. nsfw. fluff.

rocket with a large-chested reader. nsfw. fluff.

rocket x engineer/mechanic!reader bickering. fluff.

rocket gets jealous over you and quill. fluff.

rocket and reader fight. angst.

rocket and reader waking up after a fun night together. fluff.

mantis outing rocket’s crush on reader. fluff.

rocket stripping off a victorian era suit while ranting to you.

complimenting rocket’s singing voice. fluff.

rocket x musician reader. fluff.

rocket introduces you to the rest of the guardians. fluff.

rocket visits pole dancer reader. fluff.

you’re nebula’s friend, and off bounds but you’re so hot. suggestive

───── headcanons. ─────

Rocket crushing on gender neutral reader.

fun rocket headcanons.

kraglin and groot help take care of the kids from h.e.

───── gifs. ─────

Rocket in his iconic orange jumpsuit.

Peter Quill (guardians of the galaxy vol. 3).

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Who I write for /Rules

Masterlist

I'm new-ish to writing (i used to write fanfiction when i was like 13. i'm 19 now and write very rarely) but I really wanna do it again.

So this is a list of characters/fandoms I write for as well as some rules for asks. Some things may be missing from this list so if you dont see something on this list, feel free to ask. :))

Do add as much detail as you want to a request and please ALWAYS have at least some sort of prompt, as i'm really not good with coming up with storys on my own yet.

I WILL NOT DO SMUT SO DONT REQUEST IT! I might however do spicy stuff (Nothing more than making out or somewhat implied stuff tho).

My writing will be mostly pg 13 but please still be careful if the fic-warnings include sensitive topics, and i might repost some 18+ things so be careful when navigating my blog.

Please be nice and have manners when requesting.

Also please include what gender/pronouns you want the reader to have (i write for all genders). If its not included I will default it as gender neutral. :)))

I also write poly relationships and AUs.

Some things I will not write include: Pregnancy, toxic/yandere, student x teacher, love triangles.

(Also english isnt my first language, and even though, in my opinion, i speak it really well, if they are any mistakes, thats why.)

Heartbreak high

Harper Mclean

Quinni Ghallager-Jones

Darren Rivers

Spencer "Spider" White

Anthony "Ant" Vaughn

Malakai Mitchel

Sally face

Sal Fisher

Travis Phelps (male or gn readers)

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campbell

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Charly Weasley

Bill Weasley

Cedric Diggory

Olliver Wood

Draco Malfoy (+6th year only)

Theodore Nott (+6th year only)

Marauders

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Regulus Black

Evan Rosier

Barty Crouch jr

Pandora Rosier

Lilly Evans

Marlene Mckinnon

Hogwarts Legacy

Sebastian Sallow

Ominus Gaunt

Gareth Weasley

Poppy Sweetings

Imelda Reyes

Die drei fragezeichen / the three investigators

Bob Andrews

Peter Shaw

Justus Jonas

Skinny Norris

Twilight

Jasper Hale

Emmet Cullen

Carlisle Cullen

Esme Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Alice Cullen

Sam Uley

Paul Lahote

Charlie Swan

Leah Clearwater

Jacob Black

Pjo

Let me know if you want book or show

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Luke Castellan

Clarrisse La Rue

Selena Beauregard

Charles Beckendorf

Ethan Nakamura

Nico di Angelo (no romantic fem readers)

Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Will Solace

Travis Stoll

Connor Stoll

Hazel Levesque (no romantic)

Jason Grace

Leo Valdez

Piper Mclean

Magnus chase

Magnus Chase

Samirah al Abbas ( no romantic)

Alex Fierro

Blitzen

Hearthstone

Mallory Keen

TJ (Thomas Jefferson jr)

MCU (Avengers)

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Sam Wilson

Natasha Romanoff

Yelena Belova

Peter Parker (tom holland and andrew garfield)

MJ

Wanda Maximof

Piedro Maximof

Clint Barton

Scott Lang

Stephen Strange

Kate Bishop

MCU ( Guardians of the galaxy)

Peter Quill

Daredevil (Season 1)

Matt Murdock

Karen Page

James Wesley

X-men universe

Deadpool

Wolverine

Francis

Xavier

Mystic

Angel

Kurt

Venom

Eddie Brock

DC

Harley Quinn

Jason Todd

Dick Grayson (any version, young justice, robin, nightwing,etc.)

Wally West (youngJustice)

Artemis (young justice)

Roy Harper (young justice)

Disney Descendants

Mal

Evie

Carlos devil

Jay

Benjamin Beast

Chad Charming

Audrey Rose

Jane

Lonnie Fa

Uma

Harry Hook

Gil

Rise of red

James Hook

Hades

Bridget

Ella

Cloe

Red

Morgie

Kingsmen

Eggsy

Tiny Pretty things (Netflix)

Bette Whitlaw

Oren Lennox

Shane Madej (no romantic fem readers)

June Park

Jennifers Body

Jennifer Check

Colin Gray

Ever after high

all characters

Redacted Audios

(no x reader, just ships)

literally all characters

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Fever-Daydream Request Rules and Information

1. At this time, I will not write smut. I am okay writing more suggestive topics and may be open to writing smut in the future, but not right now.

2. Along with smut, I will not write large age gaps, extreme gore or violence, abuse of any kind, or any stories involving hateful rhetorics towards any group of people.

3. Though I will write stories about real life people, I won’t write about ships between real life people (ex. Joshler, Frerard, etc.). I am all for shipping, but it is just not something I personally am comfortable writing.

4. All “x Reader” pairings will be “x Fem! Reader” unless a gender neutral reader is explicitly asked for. I will not write “x Masc! Reader”. This is due to the fact that I am a cis female and do not feel like I can accurately do so.

5. If you request a romantic pairing between two characters, they must both be canonically legal adults (18+). In all requests that are x reader, the reader will be at least 18 years old, even if the pairing is platonic.

6. I am a graduate student. Though I will strive to get requests done as fast as possible, I have no specific timeline that can be expected. I ask that you give me grace. Constant asking about when I will fulfill a request will result in the request being denied. If this happens multiple times, you will be blocked.

7. I have the right to deny any request if I feel uncomfortable with the subject matter and/or it does not follow the above stated rules.

These rules may be updated at any time and are not all encompassing.

Who I Write For

Movies and TV Shows

Top Gun/Top Gun: Maverick

Pete “Maverick” Mitchell

Tom “Iceman” Kazansky

Nick “Goose” Bradshaw

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

Jake “Hangman” Seresin

Robert “Bob” Floyd

Javy “Coyote” Machado

Twisters

Tyler Owens

Boone

Scott

Javi

Mission: Impossible (Movie Series)

Ethan Hunt

William Brandt

Star Wars Universe

Poe Dameron

Cassian Andor

Anakin Skywalker

Luke Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo

Han Solo

Finn

Bodhi Rook

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Steve Rodgers (Captain America)

Sam Wilson (Falcon/Captain America)

Bucky Barnes (Winter Soldier)

Tony Stark (Iron Man)

Clint Barton (Hawkeye)

Peter Quill (Starlord)

Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)

Scott Lang (Antman)

T’Challa (Black Panther)

Grant Ward (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D)

Howard Stark (Agent Carter/Captain America: The First Avenger)

Loki

Thor

American Satan/Paradise City

Johnny Faust

Vic Lakota

Leo Donovan

Dylan James

Bands

Twenty One Pilots

Tyler Joseph/Clancy

Josh Dun/Torchbearer

Black Veil Brides

Andy Biersack/The Prophet

CC/The Destroyer

Lonny Eagleton/The Redeemer

Jake Pitts/The Mourner

Jinxx/The Mystic

My Chemical Romance

Gerard Way/Party Poison

Mikey Way/Kobra Kid

Frank Iero/Fun Ghoul

Ray Toro/Jet Star

Palaye Royale

Remington Leith/Aldous Blackwell

Emerson Barrett/Alan Blackwell

Sebastian Danzig/Fredrick Blackwell

If you do not see a person or character on this list, feel free to message or send me an ask! I am a fan of many things!

[vampireimiko]

Hiiii I thought the healer!reader x star-lord drabble you did was super cute, could I request more of that please? GN healer!reader x Star-Lord where Quill is trying a little extra to show-off (and winning!) and upping his swagger game cause he's trying to hit up reader, but reader is a little too oblivious to his flirting?

here’s your request right hereeee 😼 !!

[bluebirdsboi]

MCU Masterlist | Last Updated: 7/24/23

Key

Fluff = 🥰 | Angst = 😢 | Smut = 🥵 | Hurt Comfort = 🩹 Platonic = 🤝 Headcanons = 📝 | ABC Headcanons = 👩‍🏫 | Oneshot = 📘 | Series = 📚 AU = 🌎 | Songfic = 🎵 Male Reader = 💙 | Gender Neutral Reader = 💜 | Female x Female = 💖 Story on hold = ✋| Character on hold = 🔒 

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Augustus “Pug” Pugliese (Josh Segarra)

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Bucky Barnes (Sebastian Stan)

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Clint Barton (Jeremy Renner)

The New Guy 🥰(🥵) | 📘 | 💙

Dane Whitman (Kit Harington)

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Daniel Sousa (Enver Gjokaj)

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Druig (Barry Keoghan)

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Everett Ross (Martin Freeman

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Frank Castel (Jon Bernthal) 

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Helmut Zemo (Daniel Brühl)

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Howard Stark (Dominic Cooper)

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Ikaris (Richard Madden)

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Jack Russell (Gael García Bernal)

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Joaquín Torres (Danny Ramirez)

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Kingo (Kumail Nanjiani)

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Leo Fitz (Iain De Caestecker)

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Marc Spector (Oscar Isaac)

He Won’t Have You 🥵🩹 | 📘 | 💙

Solace 🩹 | 📘 | 💙

Matt Murdock (Charlie Cox) 

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Namor (Tenoch Huerta)

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N’Jadaka (Killmonger) (Michael B. Jordan)

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Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire | Andrew Garfield | Tom Holland)

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Peter Quill (Chris Pratt)

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Pietro Maximoff (Aaron Taylor-Johnson)

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Quentin Beck (Jake Gyllenhaal)

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Sam Wilson (Anthony Mackie)

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Scott Lang (Paul Rudd)

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Stephen Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch)

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Steve Rogers (Chris Evans)

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Steven Grant (Oscar Isaac)

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T’Challa (Chadwick Boseman)

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Thor Odinson (Chris Hemsworth)

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Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr.)

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Xu Shang-Chi (Simu Liu)

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❧ Customer Service Policy

aka The Rules

As much as we love our beloved customers, this cafe is a one-man crew and to make sure the place doesn't burn down and ruin things for everyone, we have our own rules and regulations regarding special orders along with some guidance for the lost.

Many thanks, ✎ Kryptid

❧ Before You Order:

I will do a max of 10 characters for headcanons or fics per request, but you may request more in another one. Depending on the request, I might take out characters or make a second part.

I specialize in masc, amab, dominant, and particularly gender neutral readers, but I'm open to all types.

Readers are automatically written gender-neutral unless requested otherwise.

I do character/reader and occasionally character/character fanfics.

Poly ships are more than welcome! Please state if it is poly, because I will assume you want them all separately.

I will not always accept requests. I write on my own schedule.

If you want a specific kind of reader, please directly state so, such as gender, assigned sex, and/or pronouns. For example,

May I have a transmasc reader with König?

Can I get Din Djarin smut with an amab reader with they/them pronouns?

Can you do Ghost x fem!reader?

I would love to request a könig/horangi/masc reader please!

Remember, it's better to be super specific than super vague for the best customer satisfaction.

✅️Will Write✅️

Polyamory/Open Relationships

Smut (certain kinks and within reason)

Mild Dub-con (depends heavily on request)

Platonic Relationships

Sibling/Related Readers

Child/Younger Reader

AUs

Comfort/Trauma Fics

Readers of all genders, backgrounds, etc

Dark/Psychological Fics (within reason)

Dead Dove (depending)

Half-Humans/Humanoids

Robots/Mechs

Light A/B/O

❌️Won't Write❌️

Explicit or Graphic Non-con/R*pe Smut

Dark/Psychological fics glorifying actions

B*astiality

P*dophilia

Inc*st

Certain Fetishes

Real People

Pregnancy

A/B/O Mpreg

❧ Flavors:

✎﹏Call of Duty

Simon "Ghost" Riley ('09 & '22)

John "Soap" MacTavish ('09 & '22)

Captain John Price ('09 & '22)

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick ('22)

König

Stray/Hound ('09 & '22)

Kim "Horangi" Hong-Jin

Gary "Roach" Sanderson

Farah Karim

Alex Keller

Alejandro Vargas

Rodolfo Parra

Sebastian Krueger

Nikto

Sobieslaw "Gromsko" Kościuszko

Keegan P. Russ

Logan Walker

David "Hesh" Walker

✎﹏Slashers/Dead By Daylight

Ghostface (films)

Danny Johnson/Jed Olsen/DBD!Ghostface

Jason Voorhees

Harry Warden

Michael Myers (films, DBD)

Pyramid Head (games, DBD)

Bubba Sawyer (films, DBD)

Thomas Hewitt

Brahms Heelshire

Trapper/Evan MacMillan

Anna/Huntress

Wraith/Philip Ojomo

Legion/Frank Morrison

Ji-Woon Hak/Trickster

Sally Smithson/Nurse

✎﹏Star Wars

Poe Dameron

The Mandalorian/Din Djarin

Cassian Andor

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Stormtroopers

✎﹏Marvel

Sam Wilson/Captain America/Falcon

Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

T'Challa/Black Panther

Peter Quill/Star-Lord

Gamora

Mantis

Nebula

Steven Grant/Marc Spector/Jake Lockley/Moon Knight

Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Wade Wilson/Deadpool

Eddie Brock/Venom

✎﹏Marble Hornets/Slenderverse

Masky/Tim Wright

Hoodie/Brian Thomas

Jane the Killer

Eyeless Jack

Kate the Chaser

Slenderman

all rights reserved © krypticcafe, all fanfiction belongs to me and should not be copied, edited, published, sold, or translated without permission. all characters belong to their respective fandoms and creators.

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Marvel Masterlist

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

Dream, Dream, Dream - Wanda x GN Reader

You're eyes flew open, your back hunched over and your breathing heavy. You continued to pant as you regained your sense of awareness, feeling your chest tighten with every deep inhale.

America was by you in a second, a calming hand placed onto your shoulder and soothing words like "It's ok" and "You're ok now."

Are you happy? - Wanda x Female Reader

Minor spoilers for Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness

Apple pie - Wanda x GN Reader

Wanda Maximoff x GNReader. Set during Wandavision, I hope you get confused!

Peter Maximoff/Quicksilver

Adventures in parenting 101 - Peter x Female Reader

Could we get some peter maximoff x reader being new parents and raising a kid in the mansion?

A typical sitcom - Peter x Female Reader

Hey everyone, so I was really in a debate to post this since it doesn't feature much interaction between Peter and the reader, however, some of you said you still wanted to read it so here we go. This oneshot is set during the 80s era of Wandavision and is mainly just a normal sitcom. And sorry, I know it's not gender-neutral like most of my oneshots but it's very rare now, unless it's a request, where I don't do a gender-neutral reader. Sorry if that cause an inconvenience for anyone, but the gender isn't that much of the story save for a few words. Enjoy!

I want a date - Peter x GN Reader

Howdy! So like everyone I've been obsessed with Wandavision, especially in the last two eps (5, 6). So recently I went back and binged the last few X-Men movies and had to write something for my boy Peter Maximoff, please bear with me this is the first time I've ever written for this character and I'm not that well inversed with the X-Men franchise. I'll most definitely write more of Peter in the future as well as all the TMNT requests that I need to get through. Thanks for your patience though, I promise I'll get through all the requests! Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Yelena Belova

Another failed mission - Yelena X GN Reader

Just a quick little oneshot, all fluff, never written for Yelena before but I've been dying to for a while, hope you enjoy!

Kate Bishop

Lodger on the couch - Kate x Female Reader

There's a lodger in the apartment and it's about time he left, but who will do it? The reader, Kate or the lodger himself?

Peter Parker/Spider-Man

Is this the only reason you dropped by? - Peter x Female Reader

Summary: Spiderman visits his favourite civilian.

Meet the parents - Peter x Female Reader

Summary: A meet the parents dinner gets interrupted.

Loki

Not even if you bribe me - Loki x Female Reader

Set during Avengers 2012 ending battle.

Peter Quill/Starlord

I'm Not In Love - Peter x Female Reader

A song brings up memories for Quill as the reader tries to help him though it.

Infinity - Peter x Female Reader

Based on Avengers Infinity War when the Guardians are introduced.

Bucky Barnes/The Winter Solider

I want to learn more - Bucky x Female Reader

The glint of silver shone brightly through the midnight gloom, the raindrops pattering down onto the metal slowly trailing off and dripping onto the hard concrete beneath him. His gun was placed by his side, his hand hovering over it in case they shot first.

Do you regret it? - Bucky x Female Reader

Short story, Bucky and the reader broke up on mutual terms but sometimes the heart wants what the heart wants the question is does Bucky regret it?

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Do you regret it Final

Prom 2.0 - Bucky x Female Reader

The readers prom was a complete disaster so Bucky and the others try to make it up to them.

Part of the beginning is the end - Bucky x Female Reader

Endgame spoilers beware!!!

Date night - Bucky x Female Reader

I don't know where I'm gonna be five years from now, but I pray to god it's somewhere with a beautiful view and beside you.

Last longer - Bucky x Female Reader

Reader takes a shower, Bucky’s at the door and someone loses a bet.

Hurt - Bucky x Female Reader

May I suggest one? When Bucky recently joined the avengers, he starts getting small panic attacks. One day, it’s so bad, (y/n) has to help him out of it before he hurts himself.

Dreams - Bucky x Female Reader

Bucky's mind is plagued with nightmares of his former allies and friends what happens when he isn't alone this time to deal with it all.

[chaostheoryy]

Peter Quill X Reader Requests (Gender Neutral or Male Reader)

Was scrolling through the Peter Quill X Reader tag and, like many others, I noticed a severe lack of gender neutral or male reader stories. Disappointing reveal but unsurprising nonetheless. While I can’t promise I’ll be able to follow through due to time constraints and health issues (shoutout to inconsistent work schedules for destroying my mental and physical health), I do want to try and write some reader inserts myself.

That being said, here is the formal invitation to send me requests for gender neutral (gn!reader) or male (m!reader) Peter Quill stories. I’m a trans guy myself so I am open to explicit transmasculine ideas as well. The more specific the request, the better. Bonus points if your request has something to do with friends to lovers tropes or first kiss moments. I’m a sucker for those kinds of stories.