Pairing Steve Rogers x Reader Rating: Explicit - 18+ only Prompt: Hi there! I loved resolution! Can I request one where the reader usually wears contacts, but runs out and wears her glasses and Steve realizes he has a thing for the naughty librarian look? Total smut. (requestedby @ballerinafairyprincess) WordCount: 2.1k Genre: NSFW/SMUT Warnings: Oral sex (female receiving) and unprotected sex. [Sex is safer with a wrapper. Use condoms, folks.] Author’sNote: I don’t take requests for the moment, but this one has been sent to me after I’ve started posting on this blog, so I thought I could write it and I actually like the prompt. Hope you like it too, though. xx
You dragged your feet to the kitchen of the Avengers compound, setting a pile of files and books on the counter. Sighing, you reached for the coffee pot and poured yourself a mug. You hummed a long soft moan as you swallowed the hot drink and you leaned against the fridge, looking down and drinking until a certain famous Russian redhead came in.
“I didn’t know you wore glasses,” Natasha smiled and she poured herself a cup of coffee.
“I woke up late and I didn’t have time to put in contacts.” You whined, clinging to the rest of the steaming hot liquid and you breathed it in.
“You know what they say about men loving women wearing glasses,” she obviously quipped and you rolled your eyes playfully.
“Yeah, of course. Everybody likes the nerd, right?” You chuckled and Steve walked in, joining Natasha behind the counter. “Hi, Steve,” you greeted, watching as his body tensed up when he heard your voice.
“Y/N,” his smile faded away as he noticed the device perching on the top of the bridge of your nose. “Glasses? You told me you hate them.”
“I do, but I had no choice. Nat will explain… Sorry, guys, I’ve got a lot of work waiting,” you took back your papers, walking past him with a smile. “See you later, Captain.”
so i love reading fic, its like my favorite pass time and that’s all i’ve been doing for the past three months so here’s a huge fic rec list of some fics that i have read and am currently reading and im in love with
big thanks to fic writers! yall are amazing and so important to the fandom <3
a lot of these authors are also on tumblr im sure but i don’t have all the urls so i’m gonna put the ao3 usernames for now. please if you’re on tumblr and would like your url to be in this instead of your ao3 username, just holla at me and ill change it! <3
(ps i’m so sorry i had to shorten up the summaries on some of them so it wouldnt be too long!!)
(pps i update this very frequently as i read so feel free to come back from time to time to look for any new fics!)
make sure you read the trigger warnings for some fics as they can get angsty!
Good luck! Merlin Memory Month Prompt Day 3: Path III - Emotion/Mood: Passionate I really should apologize because this time I misused the prompt quite a lot. This is not about the passion between Merthur. This is about my own passion for them. For this I digged out the very first scribble I EVER made of Merthur and put color on it. I thought a lot about why the first scribble I made was a good luck-hug before a tournament? It seems this had been very important to me *sobs* these boys…
How are you feeling? Are you doing okay? I love your Webcomics and noticed on your Tapastic that you'd said you'd had some surgeries? I hope you're okay and that you make a full recovery soon from whatever it is.
Ahh thank you for asking.
Yes, I had kidney surgery in April to remove (successfully yay!!!) a tumor they found by accident when I went to the ER for side pain August of 2016. It was rough recovering at first, but after a few months I got back into pretty close what my usual routine was before surgery.
I had to go to the ER last night again, however, for abrupt side pain. I was there till around midnight and they had to do blood and urine tests, as well as an xray and an ultrasound. I have an infection, possibly another kidney stone?, and my kidney is swollen. The doctor says he doesn’t know why it’s swollen but he’ll contact my surgeon on Monday. I currently am on medication again and I don’t feel too well, but I’m drinking a lot of water and trying to take it easy.
I’m sorry for the slower updates recently. I’ve been employed to work on a project full time so I haven’t had as much free time to draw. I suspect I will be able to work on “Here it Comes” and “Satan and Me” by the end of July, when I have more free time, barring no more medical things come up out of the blue.
Thank you guys for the prayers and kind thoughts! I really appreciate all of them, and look forward to being able to update the comic again as soon as possible. :~)
Also can I just say that it’s good Magnus and Alec are talking about this right now and not later on? Like in the books Magnus and Alec didn’t have conversations about Magnus’ former relationships until Book Four, until after they’ve been together for a while and have already had sex. Getting this out and talking about Alec’s potential insecurities with never having been in a relationship before is important. It is not childish or stupid of Alec to feel insecure, he is allowed to have those feelings. I think most people do normally feel insecure if they have no romantic or sexual experience while their partner has had a lot of experience in relationships. Them addressing it now is healthy, and obviously their date goes well so it’ll end in a positive manner.
sorry for the delay! here are some highlights from the second part of cengiz’ podcast with morten.
first a little side note about part 1: i saw someone wonder why cengiz didn’t get the choice to not kiss when iman had. julie immediately told him to give him that choice. he said yes to it knowing that condition, he didn’t discuss it with anyone but agreed right away.
- when it comes to ‘feelings’ on screen, julie tries to get them to improvise a lot to create something more natural. this became easier as time went by for cengiz and iman.
- the swan scene was not yousef but completely cengiz. he hadnt seen it and they were splashing water like ‘yousef and sana’ when suddenly the swan was 2 meters away. the comment about them biting your finger off was natural as well, it was his own scared reaction.
- morten asks him if he knows about “the look”, william and even had it. he asks him if julie had him audition for “the look”. she didnt but she did ask him to express really random emotions “be embarrased, but not too strong”.
- he agrees that in 2017 it sounds weird that a muslim like iman girl cant marry a non-muslim, but he can be together with a christian girl. he doesn’t want to speak on behalf of all muslims so he thinks it’s hard to really comment on it being right or wrong.
- he believes s4 has taught norwegians a lot about islam and that they understand muslim youth better now. he uses the first clip as an example where sana says “i can have sex etc, i just choose not to”.
- if julie had written sana as a muslim who threw away her hijab, got drunk and had sex with yousef he doesnt think it had gone down well. even though he knows there are plenty of muslims who do, it would still seem offensive. he thinks the season wouldve received more hate than love then.
- he’s reveived only postive feedback from religious people, others as well
- nrk got everyone to go see a psychologist. julie was also always there for him in the first few days after he first appeared and he thanks her a lot for that.
- julie could be scary to others sometimes, but to him she was nothing but sweet.
- yousef went on holiday to turkey, he never “left/traveled away from” sana.
- he likes how they ended sana and yousef and thinks it created “after talk”, what could have happened after he got back. skam’s never over. (not a hint to it coming back, keep on dreaming)
- even though yousef wasn’t in the final scene, cengiz went to the filming. the final filming was difficult and people cried.
- “skam is over, but life isn’t”
- morten can’t get over how pretty he is and says he’s even prettier in real life than on camera.
- people havent found his home address somehow so they sent letters etc to his brother. he’s wondered if he should give it so they can send it directly to him (bless this child) and morten goes: some advice, don’t give out your home address
- he’s gotten a lot of marriage proposals on instagram, he sometimes likes those comments and then people go: (cengiz in a high pitched english voice) ahhhh he liked my comment!!!
- he started dancing when he was 12. dancing means so much to him. creativity, motivation, postivity, love, it’s all to do with dance where he can completely be himself.
- he’s 'tasted’ alcohol but has never been drunk.
-he wants to use his social media platform to inspire people.
Warnings: super long, longer than intended, fluff, maybe kind of spoiler about the season finale but I guess you have all seen it. I SWEAR I DIDN’T INTEND ON WRITE SUCH A LONG IMAGINE BUT I’M PROUD!
A/N: this is seriously as good as it could be. It is currently very late at night and while I was trying to sleep I couldn’t cause someone is having a wedding on the next street and there are fireworks, which I’m scared of so heeey I got a distraction…..I swear this is 100% your average big greek fat wedding going on in that house. IT’S BEEN ALMOST 6 HOURS NOW!!! Sorry I rumble about this… Anyway enjoy my late night creation ♥
PS. Let’s pretend that Fred was either not shot or survived the shot…
@tayrae515 asked: Ok so don’t hate me but I had another idea! Could you do one where you are once again Archie’s younger sister and you and Jughead are really close friends so when he became a serpent you were around them a lot and became friends of the serpents and because they take care of there own the offer you a jacket to and Archie and Betty and the gang find out and get upset, they feel like they already lost Juggie and don’t want to lose another friend but you join and idk fluff? Jughead x reader. 💕💕💕
Even with all that crazy stuff following you ever since the death of Jason Blossom, you thought that for once you could have a quiet day. And you did, but not for long. You woke up that morning with your brother, Archie, and his best friend ,and roomate, Jughead jumping on top of you. They were laughing while trying to wake you up to have break fast and go to school with them. As soon as you realised what was going on the two dorks started tickling you and the extreme laughter combined with the extreme ab exersise you were getting by it didn’t really let you talk. “Stop! Stop you are killing me,” you yelled. “DAD! SAVE ME!” You called at him after seeing him standing by the door, admiring the joyfull moment before him. “Hey, boys, enough,” he tried stoping him but the didn’t stop. “Well, you know what they say, Y/N. ‘If you can’t stop them, join them’ .“ “NO!” You screamed as your dad joined the two boys tickling you; more like stabbing you, with their fingers.
“I hate you all,” you said at the two boys sitting in front of you eating breakfast trying to suppress their chuckles. “She’s right, you know,” your father butted in jokingly. “Oh, you don’t talk,” you grumped and went on with your breakfast as the man let out a breathy laugh.
The day seemed to be rather calm. You know, stupid classes, small breaks, lunch with your brother and his friends; in which Jughead would not stop tickling you. You really had no idea why they were like that today but you liked it. As much as you hated to admit you liked it. But, your quiet day came to an end as soon as you walked inside your house with your brother and your close friend short behind you.
As you stepped a foot inside you spotted a woman around the age of your father talking to him. “Hey, guys. This is Ms. Weiss from Social Services. She’s, uh, she’s Jughead’s case worker.” Your father declared as soon as he saw you three. You all seemed shocked and you were. While the boys walked towards the small kitchen you followed close behind. “Jughead, I know how terrible and emotional the last few days have been for you. Your father’s facing serious jail time. Your mom’s over-extended and out of state. We just want to make sure that you’re taken care of.” The woman admitted and Archie butted in , “Well, he can keep staying with us, right, Dad?” Your father simply sent him a sad smile telling him that he already offered. At that moment you knew what was coming. You took Jughead’s arm in your hands and held it firmly, while you later proceeded on hugging it close you your body and interwine your fingers together. He turned his gaze on you for a second smile at the sight of you like this. No, you were not together, not that it would bother you. But Jughead was the person you truly fitten in with. He was quiet and so were you. You were the two members of the little group of friends that would never talk, and when you were it would mostly be between you two and you would be just making sarcastic remarks. “Great, so what’s the problem?” You asked even though you knew the answer. “It was a DUI. After your mom left. Look, we can talk about this later but between that and my cash flow problem, it knocks me out.” Your father explained as Jughead gave your hand a reasuring squeeze. “There is a family on the Southside that’s offered to foster you. They’re good people, they’ve worked with us before.” The woman added while looking at him. “That doesn’t sound completely horrible.” Jughead reasoned, saying that mostly for you to hear. “It does mean you’ll be in a different school district, Jughead, and you’ll have to transfer schools.” That’s when you lost it. The only person you were comfortable around in school was going to tranfer to the southside. Great, wasn’t that just great?
After leaving them and dashing into your room you were completely unaware of anything else that was said. All you could do was stay in your room and try to calm down a bit. There was a soft knock on the door and without having anytime time to answer the sudden visitor opened the door. “Are you ok?” A person you recognised as Jughead asked. You slowly rearrenge your posistion so you could look at him. “Do I look ok?” you replied with tear stained eyes. “Oh, little one, come here. I’m not gonna be that far away,” he said hugging you close to his body. “I’ll tell you what. I will be staying at my dad’s house, ok? And you will be coming over as frequently as you would like, ok? We could even have sleepovers!” He cheered trying to explain to you that it was not the end of the world. “Yeah, ok. But you will not be there with me at school. How will I do that?” you asked, probably acting like a baby but you didn’t care. “Well, uhm, I could give you my beanie but we both now I won’t,” he said jokingly and making you smlie, “but I will give you one of my flannels. You can wear it on school and it’ll be as if I’m there, yeah?” He said giving you a peck on the forehead. “Good. Want me to sleep here tonight?” he asked and you simply nodded as he started getting comfortable in the bed and pulling you towards his body, embrassing yoy and allowing the heat to warm your small body up in this cold night. “The door stays open,” your father called passing by, always destroying the moment.
It had already been a couple of days ever since Jughead moved to the southside and you spent most of your time there.You would finish school and then you would instantly run to FP’s trailer to meet Jug and today was not going to be any different. The thing was that before that Jughead would come over so you all would go to the Jubilee together and as much as he hated it he did it for you. He walked inside and was stunned after he saw you. You were standing by the kitchen island with your brother and mother. A stunning off-the-shoulder tight-fitted black dress, falling down to your knees. You looked absolutely stunning and Jughead could not hide it. “Oh, Jug’s here,” your mother called and you saw the boy looking at you all. “Jug!” You called and walked up to hug him. “Hey little one,” he said hugging back and giving you a forehead kiss. “Are they a thing?” Your mother asked Archie silently that replied with a disappointed no. “I think we should head off,” your dad said and grabbed his car keys as you all walked to the truck.
After the boring dance was over… Well, it was not so boring. I mean you had Betty’s speach and your brother sing with his current love intrest, and your mum being annoying and a lot more things, but let’s stick to boring. So, after the boring dance was over you and Jughead were going to walk to his father’s trailer, watch a movie and you would then sleep here. And that’s exactly what happened, with a little twist. You made it to your destination and walked inside. Jughead offered you a shirt of his he knew would be huge on you and a pair of his boxers as shorts, knowing that his sweatpants would be enormous on you. You were after all tiny in front of him, but he found that cute. Not that you knew. After putting that on you found Jughead sitting on the couch turning on the TV to find a good movie, and knowing him it would probably be some great old one or a scary movie since he was always amused when you got scared. But his actions were stopped when there was a knock on the door. He walked outside but you didn’t know what happened until you got out as well to see what took him so long and he was wearing his father’s Serpent jacket. When he saw you he seemed scared of your reaction but you took it surprisingly well. You even said that he looked like a very dark version of Clark Kent with the hair and all, or like a younger and more adorable version of Damon Salvatore. After that you continued doing what was on your original plans.
Your brother and his friends were devastated when they saw Jughead walk inside Pop’s wearing his Serpent jacket. Betty was shocked to say the least, while your brother seemed angry, Veronica didn’t think much of it and neither did Kevin so they just kept on making jokes and comments like the ones you did when he was given the jacket. The downside of this was that you were going to have your brother talk about this for a long long time, but you would indeed avoid it as much as possible.
It had been about a week since Jughead became in charge of the southside Surpents, since his father was the ‘leader’ before. But he did have help both from you and a man’s that was second-in-command that took his dad’s place until Jughead came to the southside. Due to that and because you and him seemed to become even closer with everything that happened you spent a lot of time together in the southside, either just walking around and talking, or staying at his house, or some times spending a lot of time in the Whyte Wyrm. Everyone was surprised and you constantly had your brother or father trying to keep you from going there with Jug, but you didn’t seemed to care. The thing is the Serpents accept you as their own, they got your back not matter what. Like that time this girl from your school started calling you names and some of them happened to be around they did everything to protect you from her and make sure you didn’t actually believe everything she said. They even had one of their own stick around you just to make sure you were ok but your brother didn’t know.
One day you all were going to hang out over at Jug’s so you, your brother and the girls were driving there in Archie’s truck. Just as you stepped outside a bunch of Serpents appeared in front of you. Betty got scared, thinking they would attack you or something, since they were told you to stop walking, and she hurried to get Jughead. He walked towards you watching as the second-in-command came over to you and hugged you. “Look,” he began, “we see your friends here are like family to you, you are one of them. But you are family to us and you are one of us. And you know how we take of our own. So we wanted you to know that we will keep on taking care of you, kid. It’s always good when you stick around and, well, we thought you deserve to have this. You deserve to have this cause, as I said you are one of us.” He finished. It was so sweet how much these people cared for you. I mean you grew up with the idea that they are vicious and bad. But they’re not. They are nice people; different people that are under the influence of the stereotypes. You smiled at the man and reached for the jacked but Archie stopped you. “Y/N, no. Don’t you dare. You are not a surpent. You are one of us.” He said. “He’s right, Y/N. You don’t belong with them but with us.” Veronica butted in, agreeing with the stupidity of my brother. “We already lost Jughead to the serpents,little one, we can’t lose you as well,” said Betty adding to the anger that began to boil inside of you. “You are joking right? You don’t mean this stupid things you said.” You mumble. “No, Y/N we’re not,” replied Archie. You looked down for a second contemplaiting what was going on exactly, and then you did what your friends and brother didn’t want you to. You grabbed the jacket from the surpent and wrapped it around your body. After a long time you felt like home. You felt that you truly belonged somewhere. The serpents start cheering on your decision the one that gave you the jacket even hugged you once again. Jughead stared in aw as the two girls with Archie walked inside.
The serpents left and both you and Jughead walked inside meeting a furious Archie, a disappointed Betty and an annoyed Veronica. “What’s wrong with you guys?” You asked trying to understand why they all were like that. “What’s wrong? You ask what’s wrong? Y/N, you are no serpent. You are my sister. They are no good for you.” Archie said pacing up and down the small space. “Arch are you joking? They are amazing people. At least most of them. They treat me like family, they take care of me. They have on of their own to keep an eye on me and make sure I’m safe with all that shit you guys get yourselfs into and drag me into as well.” You fired back at him. “Wow, Y/N, wow.” Betty said looking at you with a very disappointed, almost discussted look. Tears pricked your eyes as this kept going on for a while. “Just don’t come home until you find a way to explain this to dad,” he said in an angry matter. “That’s it. Get out. All of you get out. And don’t come talk to me or her until you stop being irrational.” Jughead yelled, seeing how these words hurt you. You started sobbing in an instand as Archie said that and Jughead pulled you into his arms. Archie tried to apologise but Jug didn’t let him. “I said leave. Now.” He chanted once more since your brother wouldn’t leave. Eventually he did and Jughead picked you up and walked to the couch.
The whole night you spent on that couch. He would say things to calm you down but your tears would not stop. He wouldn’t give up though. He would hold you in his arms stroking your hair and back in attemts to relax you. “It’s ok Y/N. It’s gonna be alright. You can stay here for as long as needed. You know the serpents love you. I love you,” he said. You stopped crying after he said that and you just stared at his face. “Yo-you love me?” You asked surprised. Jug didn’t reply so you took matters in your own hands and you kissed him. You kissed him with so much love you had never shown to anyone. “I love you too,” you uttered before the boy took you in his arms bridal style and run to the bedroom playfully as you laughed. He seemed so happy you said that, so he threw you on the bed and run to the window and opened it. “My little serpent loves me back,” he screamed repeatingly so every one would know.
for those who missed it, @mlficwritersanon set up a fun guess who challnge. buncha writers wrote fics anonymously and readers are supposed to guess who wrote what! super neat idea.
anyway, i finally read thru all these and felt like reccing the ones that stood out to me =D/ not gonna be as detailed as my regular recs since i read most of these a while ago, and forget a lot of details xD;;;; sorry. i’ll do my best tho ;0;/
and for the record, all of these are reveal fics. that was the theme. :]
[listing these in reverse order, cos a lot of the ones at the end got buried by newer fics ;0;]
A Revealing Interview–Alya Césaire uncovers more than she expects to one afternoon when she interviews Chloé Bourgeois for the Ladyblog.
- this is a alya/chloe fic, in which they have miraculous. it’s rly cute ;0;
We Were Lovers In A Past Life–
Alya’s kryptonite? Blondes and stripes.
- alya/chloe, with miraculous again. but different! this one ended my life. good shit :’D
Tomorrow’s Troubles– But that was a thought for tomorrow. Those were all thoughts for tomorrow. Melancholy was for tomorrow and so was responsibility. - ladynoir/adrinette. THIS ONE PUNCHED ME OUT THE FUCKIN SEAT. I HELLA REMEMBER THAT. it was really good. ;0; it’s aged up. that is all i’mma say.
Dredging Up the Past – Sabine reminisces about her time with the ladybug miraculous. - sabine + marinette mainly [also adrien and tom are in it~]. THISSSSSSSS FIIIIC IS ALL OVER AN OOOOLD HEADCANON!! previous ladybug!sabine was a really popular headcanon early on! This fic is nostalgic to me cos of that, and it’s a fun read. xD I loved the reveal hahah. this was cute.
i’m like dropping hints that i’m ladybug– “…I’m Ladybug.” (In which Marinette tries to get Adrien to figure out her secret identity. She was not counting on him being this oblivious.) - Adrinette. This one is p fuckin great xD i remember cackling a lot. I liked how it ended up panning out too xD well played, anon //salute
If Only It Were That Simple –
Ladybug and Chat Noir have been partners for three long years, growing closer by the day. One night, Adrien argues with Plagg, as he often does, about not being able to tell Ladybug who he is. He just didn’t plan for Ladybug to hear.
- Adrinette/Ladynoir. Argh I REMEMBER THIS BEING REALLY CUTE.
Premier Amour– It has always been said that you never move on from your first love. - adrinette/ladynoir. gfdfkjgjdfk this one is really sweet. it’s got a tiny bit of angst, but it’s good angst.
The Fox is Out of the Bag –
“Could uh, could you maybe forget about this?” she asked, eyes flitting around the room as if looking for an escape route. "The whole transforming in front of me thing?” he said, raising an eyebrow.
- DJWifi. Lmao this is short and funny.
Those Freckles on Your Butt– It turns out that Adrien has a thing against modesty and Marinette gets a fateful eyeful. - adrinette. //sobbing// was this fic written for me? b u t t s //more sobbing// no but really this is p damn funny :’D
My Boss is a Vampire… Well, sort of – There’s something weird going on with the Agreste couple, and Nathalie is determined to find out.That, or she may just be paranoid for no real reason and is coming up with theories that mean nothing. Who knows. - NATHALIE. MY FAVE BABE. This is another really funny one. :’D [also dem ot3 vibes yaaaaaas]
dropping hints – Ladybug asks Chat Noir for boy advice. This goes about as well as expected. - ladynoir. THIS IS SOOOO GOOD. i really liked this one. i cackled at how the reveal went down here tbh. smh@lb… [also think i might know who wrote it 👀 … too bad i am not participating in the guessing lol]
Orion’s Belt– Here, kitty kitty. - Ladynoir/Adrinette. pfff WHOEVER U ARE THIS DESCRIPTION SUCKS. tryin’a sell ur fic here!!! lmao. anyway yea this fic is super cute! just. really cute and sweet. good shit anon :> …except for that description :’D [but it’s really good so read it lol]
No Matter How You Spin It – They were bound to find out about each other eventually. It just figured that it would happen at a time where privacy came at a personal cost to both of them. (Or that time that Adrien nearly died twice on his 18th birthday.) - ok so this is adrinette, but y’all, chloe legit steals the spotlight anytime she steps into the narrative lmfao. i love her :’D bless this fic. bless this fuckin chloe xD
It Had To Be Her… –
Adrien is used to listening to Chloe’s “secrets”. He’s not used to them changing his life… What he thought would be a simple conversation about his friend’s unrequited celebrity crush turns into one of the most revealing conversations he could have ever imagined. - adrien&chloe. YOOOOOOOO IS ADRIEN AND CHLOE ON THE FRIENDSHIP MY DAMN JAM? IS IT ALSO THE FUCKIN BREAD AND PEANUTBUTTER OF MY SANDWICH? YES IT IS. sorry y’all i just get a lot of feels about platonic chloe/adrien lmfao. this is really cute ;0;
I Used To Make You Smile, If Only For A While – She was the first person he’d unmasked for and THIS was her response? - alya/chat [+ lowkey ninette]. holy ambitious premise batman. this is…so good??? and i could see it happening? like legit my fave alyadrien ‘how they hooked up’ set up here, but holy heck this was a rough read. like, i mean, due to the situation and just the charas…i just wanna hug everyone, poor complicated bebs ;0;
Marinette thought she would never taste anything sweeter than Adrien’s sweet, minty flavored lips…until she tasted the exact same flavor on Chat Noir’s mouth.
- adrinette/marichat. sjhdfjkhfjkshdjk SOOOO i don’t usually like kiss reveals cos of the whole unfaithful angle [cheating is an instant turn off for me], B U T!! this one does it right! so i was pleasantly surprised :’D i liked how it worked out in the end too. nice play, anon c:
must be love – What’s a girl to do when she finds out her crush and suitor are one and the same? Ladybug finds out that Adrien is Chat completely by accident, and then proceeds to… have something of a crisis. - guys it’s ladrien, come on …
also a ng s t //laysonface// like i was dead before i even got out the gate on this one lmao
Just Asking For Some Privacy – “No but she’s right. What the heck could the four of us possibly have to do that’s apparently so important that it needs to be done in private, in an abandoned locker room, and in the middle of an akuma attack?" - marinette, chloe, adrien, alya. o m f g. this fic lfdjkfsd these kids. what a mess lmao. i love this
Between The Lines–
So he found who she is in the most unexpected way… now what?
- Adrinette. “No, that’s the problem.” FUCKIN CACKLIN’. this is p clever and funny xD
i think the writer’s first language isn’t english, so there are a few places that are a bit off, but it’s p easy to read anyway and it’s p fuckin cute, so it’s worth it xD
Tea and Sweets – When you’re sad, sweets get rid of that salty taste on your tongue. But he doesn’t have any sweets. - Marichat. AGRESTE. FAMILY. ANGST. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS. my jam. hel lo . this was, like the name, incredibly sweet. and made me want tea lol. thANKS
alright that’s it!! i honestly wanted to add a few more than this, cos all the fics are pretty damn good, but i wanted to keep the list as short as i could xD;; [i managed to fail in that anyway, cos i think i recc’d almost exactly half of them…]
Excuse me while I generalize here, but something that annoys me most about the modern parent is their need to make “The Gay Talk” with their kids a thing. I appreciate that you want your child to know that I’m here and I’m queer and “gay is okay,” but the truth is, telling your children that there are gay people in this world should not be significant enough of an event that it needs to be amoment. Save that for telling your kids why the family dog is never coming home, or explaining why the Holocaust happened — not why it’s okay that I exist.
Could I please request a hot smutty one where betty and jughead have a deal where they can't touch each other for like 48 hours, but they are both teasing each other in that time and one of them breaks (you can decide who) followed by lots of smut. I feel slightly embarrassed to request this 😂
love, love, love this one! Again sorry for the wait, i want to do all your ideas justice so sometimes it takes a while to churn them out! Anyway I hope you enjoy this love and thankyou for your support and encouragement on my work! I love you x
YOU CAN LOOK BUT YOU CAN’T TOUCH:
It was hot. More than
hot actually, in fact Jughead was almost positive this summer was more akin to
hell on earth.
It was early July and the heat had already exceeded
Riverdale records, making it clear they were on track for a sweltering,
unbearable few months.
And for the teenager whose wardrobe mostly consisted of
layers, flannels, denim, and leather and of course the renowned beanie the heat
wasn’t exactly a cause for celebration.
Jughead groaned, head hitting the back of the vibrant
leather booth he was sprawled across. The curser on his laptop screen blinked
at him obnoxiously- a reminder of the words that would not come.
The agitated boy glanced around the crowed diner, finding
even more cause for frustration. It seemed as though half of Riverdale’s
population had decided to seek refuge in the Chok’lit Shoppe, making it a
little harder for Jughead to enjoy the air conditioned space he felt even more
at home in than his foster house.
Just as he was spiralling into another brooding monologue
about the woes of wanting to get a refill but dreading losing his booth, the
bells at the entrance chimed, signalling the arrival of another patron.
It wasn’t just any patron though; it was the one bright spot
in this god awful summer. It was the one thing that was making all his
suffering, completely and utterly worth it.
And that was Betty Cooper, clad in a tiny sundress that
showed off her gorgeous, long, tan legs.
Her eyes scanned
briefly around the crowded space before landing on Jughead; lighting up when
they met his and skipping happily over to his booth.
“Hey you,” he greeted, unable to keep the smile off his face
in her presence.
“Hi,” Betty returned sliding in beside him before placing
her lips over his.
Jughead relaxed into the kiss, savouring the taste of her
lips which were much more refreshing than any cold beverage could have been.
As she pulled away Jughead couldn’t help but notice the dewy
glint on her skin, the heat obviously affecting her too. He licked his lips, unable to resist the
enticing sheen and wanting nothing more than the trace the column of her neck
with his tongue.
Summary: The reader is raised by Hydra but manages to escape after they kill her parents. She is emotionally unstable and can’t control her powers. The Avengers rescue her and give her everything she missed form life and wanted to feel. But would her new found love be enough to extinguish her desire for revenge? What would be the side she would choose to rely on?
A/N: I am so so so so sorry for not posting the next part in two weeks. It’s the end of the school year so I had a lot of exams. Most of the times i was too exhausted to sit in front of the laptop and write. I really want to apologize if this part is not that interesting but i will do my best to post new part every day (but do not promise). Please let me know what you think about it ♥ It’s really important for me to know you opinion about the story :) Enjoy!
“That’s how I burned down part of Hydra’s
base.”, (Y/N) spoken softly. Tears that she didn’t know was hiding were now
rolling down. Nobody said anything. They were shocked by what the girl went
though at the age of seven.
“They were trying to program me. Their
intentions were to create fighters better than the Winter Soldier and Black
“If they can control them we are have a big
problem.”, Tony stated as he tried to emphasize how serious the problem was.
“How many are they?”
“I don’t know”, the last events weren’t leaving
her mind, “Probably 8 or less. I don’t know how many survived.”
“As far as we know the base is still whole. You
may have burnt down part of it.”, Steve declared as he stood up and began
“What did you feel?”, Bruce asked all of a
“What do you mean?”
“What did you feel right before you burnt the
“Oh. I- um…fire. Yeah, definitely fire, but not
literally. I mean, it was -“
“Relieving? Taking you whole, feeling powerful
because of the rage built inside you and yet it somehow calms you down?”,
Banner finished her sentence.
“Exactly.”, (Y/N) was amazed by this. Mr.
Banner wasn’t lying her when he had said he cannot control his anger that
“What about when we found you?”, Wanda
questioned as she understood what Bruce was attempting to o.
“Scared. Naked. Exposed. Breakable.”
“Mixed feeling, paranoia overwhelming you?”
“Yes.”, after some seconds Banner revealed his
thoughts making them a statement.
“I think I know what your powers are.”
Ten minutes later the whole gang was in the
training room waiting to see what the young witch was capable of.
“Are you sure Mr. Banner?”
“Call me Bruce, please.”, her gave the girl a
smile and nodded, “Yes, I am.”
“But how can I control the elements? I mean,
how did you find this out?”
“Fire is symbolized by rage, anger. It the
Greek Mythology Ares, the furious god of war, is always drawn with red paint
and flames around him. Also, when you said a great amount of different feeling
overwhelmed you, it showed me that you can control earth. When we found you,
your first action was to use those spikes to warn or kill the people trying to
disturb you. Earth is believed to give humans stability. So basically your
powers had tried to calm your mind down by using the ground as a weapon. But
when Peter entered you shelter you were again taken by your fears making
unstable and unpredictable like the wind.”
“So my emotional condition affects my powers?”
“That’s right. So now we would try to teach you
how to use them without letting the emotions taking you over.”, Steve patted
the girl on her shoulder.
“What if I hurt you?”
“Do not worry about us.”, Tony smiled in order
to reassure her.
Ten minutes later all the Avengers were in a
shield created by Wanda with her powers in the second floor of the training
room. It wasn’t a whole floor just a part of it from where the instructor could
watch or could enter the premises.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I present you the great
Avengerrrrs.”, (Y/N) ‘announced’ with a sarcastic tone in her formal voice,
“Good to know old men and women are scared of a puny girl.”, Wanda who was
standing against the girl laughed as she saw her friends trying to protect
themselves in the shield she had created.
“Hey, don’t blame us that we value our lives
and want to keep them as longer as possible.”, Tony acted as a drama queen
placing his hand over the place where
his heart was supposed to be.
“Guys, you must accept it. She is right.”
“Why don’t you shut up and show the girl
whatever you are going to show her.”
“As you wish Mr. Stank.”, Wanda retorted back
and turned around to face (Y/N). The girl was nervous as she was able to see.
Her hands were slightly shaking and she kept rubbing them against her clothes
in order to remove the sweat, “So, I am going to attack you. Don’t worry i
won’t hurt you. You just have to try to protect yourself somehow by using your
energy. Just before that do not panic about the situation, that’s the most
important thing you have to do. Breathe and then try to look deep inside you,
searching for the power you want. Think about it, think how you want it to look,
what and how you are going to do with it.”, the girl nodded but she felt
nothing from this instructions was going to be fulfilled.
Wanda’s fingers were moving and seconds later
they were shining in red but the woman wasn’t attacking her yet. (Y/N) did her
best to follow the advice. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a
moment. She had four powers and only one was able to protect her right now–
air. The girl remembered the feeling when she had attacked Peter. The air was
tickling the tips if her fingers. She looked for that feeling again but nothing
happened. No strange feeling inside her, no power felt. She opened her eyes
just in time to see Wanda’s magic coming towards her. She kneeled down to avoid
“Don’t give up. It won’t happen from the first
time.”, Steve said.
The girl inhaled and exhaled deeply this time
trying with another power. There wasn’t ground or water her so she had to use
fire. This time was the same failure.
“Nothing is happening.”, the girl stated after
her seventh attempt, “I feel nothing inside me, only darkness. Guess why?
Because my fucking eyes are fucking closed!”
“Language!”, Steve called from inside the
“Sorry.”, the girl gave the man an innocent
smile but deep inside her she was feeling the same way as she had felt in the
Hydra base – as a failure, miserable failure that cannot do anything. What was
she doing here? Why did she even trust those guys? Why the hell was she
thinking the brown haired teenager is attractive? A lot of questions suddenly
filled her mind making her feel odd, questioning all her actions since she
exploded part of the base. What is she even?
“Earth to (Y/N)! Are you listening?”, Peter’s
voice took her out of the trans she had been immersed in.
“Yes…no, sorry! It’s just… I’m sucking. I can’t
protect myself by creating a stupid shield from air or fire. I don’t know how
to use my powers and how to control them! It’s driving me crazy when I am
failing at things. Especially this!”, the girl shouted as soon as despair
filled her body. She wasn’t going to give up, no. She was going to fight with
teeth until she reached the final but all those events that happened in the
last three days…it was too heavy for her to bear.
“(Y/n), hey, you can do it. I know you can.
You’ve gone through a lot and this…this stupid thing cannot stop you. You are
brave, you are-”, Peter had approached the red shield separating the two teenagers
that were slowly falling under the love curse of each other. His voice was
soft, his intentions good and it was felt. But the girl was too gentle. Not
like a flower that would break under a slightly rougher touch, but like a bomb
that was going to explode if the person holding her didn’t know how to defuse
it. Peter was from those who were about to get killed because of the wrong
actions he made.
“You don’t know me to tell me what I am! I do
not know what I am!”, she screamed at the boy. Her body was moving on its own.
For a moment (Y/N) felt as a prisoner. She was seeing what she was doing but
she couldn’t control herself. The girl felt it, the power that was running
through her veins, that was slowly taking control of her hands, mind,
thoughts…Her hands were on fire. She moved them towards the shield sending a
fire orb. At first the shield swallowed it but then it began swelling and the
fire finally was in charge. The shield was now like a cell keeping its victims.
The small prison was causing troubles with their ability to inhale. Wanda did
something and the small hell torture was gone. The girl was standing there, her
feet glued to the ground not letting her move. She was like a living stone –
looking unbreakable and hard but this event causing her to crack from inside.
When she saw the avengers’ looks she finally felt what she was trying to hide.
She was a dangerous weapon, the desired weapon from Hydra that could kill
thousands of people without caring at first place. She felt guilt, but more
important – part of her felt good.
“I told you we would need a shield.”, Tony
stated as he and the rest of the group gave it a try to stand up. Most of them
were shocked about what had happened. Of course, not about themselves but the
girl. She was shocked – looking at a spot on the wall between the heads of her
victims, not moving, pale as snow. Her bottom lip was shaking as her hands did.
“I-I…I am -”, they all knew she was going to
apologize but it was hard for her to find the right words.
“Hey, kid, we are used to having our asses
kicked. You haven’t hurt anyone, no need to worry.”, Steve rushed towards (Y/N)
in order to calm the girl down. He knew what Hydra was capable of and what the
girl had gone through was infernal. It would have been unnatural if she was stable.
“But I could have.”, Steve saw the tears
forming in her (y/e/c) eyes. Seeing this little girl beside him made his heart
shrink. How could he not see the broken, the innocent, the lost girl? He only
thought of her as a way Hydra to entice them…He was supposed to be a superhero,
to have faith in everything, to see the good in every bad. The blonde man had
no idea what to say as though a cat had gotten his tongue. He opened his mouth
to say something, to help this little girl who had lost everything in her life
but he closed it seconds later.
Wanda came closer as she knew (Y/N) trusted her
more than the others. Peter followed her actions but as soon as they were next
to the girl she ran away.
“(Y/N)!”, Peter called after the girl and was
about to run after her but Steve grabbed him, “She needs help!”, he demanded
and tried to escape the strong grip with
“She needs to be alone with herself right now,
Pete. I think we might have damaged her more rather than helping.”
The next week (Y/N) was distant. She talked
only with Wanda and Bruce and trained only with them. The others tried to make
her feel as at home she never had but the girl was barely giving in. She was
stubborn, that was for sure, but with nights spent at her room with Wanda she
understood how wrong her actions are.
“You are not doing anything bad, but how they
are trying to help and you should not be scared that you will hurt them. I know
how you feel. When I began my training here I wasn’t as good as now, I almost
crashed the training room down.”, the woman laughed at the thought that just
appeared in her head, “I remember Tony’s face when he came down and saw one of
the walls missing.”
“Really?”. The girl laughed along with her new
“Yes. He made me practice outside even after he
repaired it.”, Wanda looked at (Y/N) feeling her as the little sister she never
had, “See, no matter what happens they are going to be your family only if you
let them. They are strange I can assume, we had out times of division but we
came back together.”
It was 8.00 pm. (Y/N) was lying on her bed
thinking about Wanda’s words as she tent to do the last three days. The girl
felt Wanda as a sister she could trust. She believed her and knew that all the
things she had told her were true. Strangely this people were trying to give
her a home, to give her a family and she was backing. Why? Was it because it
was happening too fast? Maybe because it felt so unreal that it was more
possible to be Hydra test than a part of the reality? Only in her first day
here she told them her whole story, she was given a private room, they tried to
help her with her powers. And what did she do? She almost killed them and ran
away crying like a baby…Yeah, a really good first impression. The girl had to
accept the information that Hydra was away, not torturing her, not going after
her or if they did, she was safe here with people to protect her and teach her
how to do the same.
For a week she slightly improved her powers.
Well, she still wasn’t able to control them but for now she didn’t need to be
so angry to use any of her powers. The girl was trying to use the built in her
rage to call her powers instead of letting the anger take control over her.
(Y/N) was happy with the results for only one week and this success was one of
the things encouraging her to go to the living room where the Avengers were
meeting every night to eat and relax somehow.
(Y/N) stood up and looked in the mirror. She
was wearing pink pajamas with unicorns on them which was definitely not her
style. But what could she do? Wanda was too happy to call somebody a sister…
The witch opened the wardrobe. The first time she did so she was amazed how big
it was and most importantly that it was full of clothes fitting her perfectly.
Now, she was kind of used to it but not at all. The girl took out comfortable
jeans and a pale blue t-shirt. After dressing up she exited the room. Taking a
deep breath she guided her legs towards the living room which was on the floor
below. As she reached the glass door she looked inside. They were all scattered
around the room – some on the sofas, some on the armchairs, and some on the
floor. (Y/N) inhaled and exhaled deeply and then opened the door. The Avengers
didn’t hear it because they were immersed in their conversation but e certain
one did with his super senses.
The boy turned around and as the two lovebirds,
as Tony liked to call them, saw each other they both stopped doing whatever
they were for a moment. (Y/N) looked directly at Peter and for a moment it was
only the two of them. The girl hated this feeling but as she had no powers in
her emotions, neither on her hearth.
“(Y/N)!”, Wanda exclaimed and ran towards her
to give her a hug. The Avengers looked at the girl surprised.
“Ms. (Y/N)!”, Thor came and ruffled her hair,
“I am so happy to see you there.”, by his voice, the girl understood he had
drank something but his relaxed behavior around her, the fact he was himself
made her smile.
“Hello everyone!”, she greeted the gang and sat
down next to Wanda and opposite Peter who was now giving her e reassuring
smile. She smiled back, “Can I have a slice?”, she asked as the witch pointed
at the three pizzas in front of her.
“Of course!”, Tony answered as he poured
another glass of alcohol, “But hurry up because Thor is going to eat them all.”
(Y/N) laughed and joined the Avengers that
night. At first she thought she wouldn’t fit there but she couldn’t have been
more wrong. This was the first time from ages she felt happy again, she felt
loved and welcomed. She wasn’t scared anymore, neither in pain. She was feeling
young, carefree, free as a teenager should feel. The witch felt normal and for
once in her whole life, she forgot about the nightmares that chased her each
I love how the Pig characters are not depicted as slobs/messy/gluttonous
The characters that are big and/or fat don’t have their bodies used as a joke and any time that Mike made negative comments related to Meena’s or Rosita and Gunter’s sizes it wasn’t seen as a good thing and was meant to be seen as mean and not cool to do. (and they were minimal as well, so there wasn’t this whole running thing of him being gross about that)
I gotta say something about Gunter here, I love him. I thought he was going to be depicted as someone the audience was supposed to dislike. The trailer somewhat made him look ignorant/selfish but it was the total opposite?? He was a genuinely nice guy who was energetic and confident and all around really great
on the subject of nice characters; SO MANY OF THE CHARACTERS WERE GOOD PEOPLE, they were supportive to eachother and considerate and cheered eachother on! This is all while they’re in a competition. With the exception of Mike, they never made the other contestants feel bad or put them down about themselves and I think that’s one of the movie’s biggest strengths. Had they made everyone super competitive it would have taken away from the film in a big way
idk I love how positive and uplifting these characters are, I love seeing nice characters written in a way that feels natural and genuine
I’m gushing here, sorry, I just have a lot of feelings about this movie