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Shadowsinger [erotic audio for women, nsfw] - part 3

Chapter title: Birthday Girl

Chapter one, Chapter two Read this fic here on AO3

Summary: Azriel does audio porn. Elain is a big fan.

(Disclaimer: No, this is not an audio fic) ________________________________________________

“One more shot,” Nuala shouted over the music as she scooted into the booth next to Elain. Cerridwen was on her other side nursing a beer.

“I might die if I take one more,” Elain answered, knowing fully well that she would succumb to the bad influence of the twins. Not that she minded. She really needed this. She had been working way too much and school had been kicking her ass for the last couple of weeks. And she hadn’t been able to sleep well since that handsome man walked into the coffee shop and ruined her life.

Basically, she blamed Shadowsinger for her sleep deprivation. It wasn’t more than fair.

Cerridwen laughed beside her and nudged her arm, “We will all die sooner or later. And I don’t know about you guys, but I’d rather be drunk when I die.” She reached for one of the shots Nuala had placed on the table.

“What is it?” Elain asked, one last attempt to tell herself that multiple shots was never a good idea.

“It was called Orgasmic bliss .” Nuala wiggled her eyebrows. “Sounded like something you might need.”

“Nuala,” Elain gasped, feigning a horrified shocked expression. And failing miserably. “Not in front of Jesus.”

Elain pointed at the man who had been dancing vigorously on the dance floor for the past 30 minutes. His shirt was soaked with sweat and his long hair had earned him the nickname ‘Jesus’.

“From the way he was looking at you earlier, I think he might volunteer to give you a different kind of orgasmic bliss,” Cerridwen said and nudged one of the small glasses closer to Elain. “Come on, birthday girl. You only live once.”

Elain rolled her eyes but picked up the shot. “Live, laugh, love.”

Nuala raised her shot to and shouted, “Carpe fucking diem.”

“I will regret this in the morning,” Elain muttered under her breath and raised her glass to Nuala's.

Cerridwen followed suit. “To orgasms.”

“To orgasms,” Elain and Nuala said in chorus, and then they downed the shots.

It was sweet, an artificial taste of strawberries and cream sliding down her throat. Nuala had wanted to get them tequila but Elain had promptly put her foot down (both literally and figuratively.) She wanted to remember her birthday and if she had tequila, there was a very big possibility that she wouldn’t.

“It was better than the last one,” Cerridwen commented.

Nuala turned to her sister, a teasing grin on her face, “What, you didn’t like the Cum as you are ?”

Cerridwen wrinkled her nose, “whoever came up with that shot should go to jail. The consistency was a bit too accurate.”

“Not in front of Jesus, Cerr.” Nuala teased.

“Sorry Jesus,” she shouted.

And of course, ‘Jesus’ turned around, sending the girls into a giggling fit.

Rita’s was packed tonight. Sweaty bodies dancing closely on the dance floor, people sharing pitchers of beer and couples making out in the corners. Elain hadn’t been out for god knows how long, which was probably why she was already starting to feel a little bit drunk. It felt great. Her mind was finally quiet and she found herself thinking that maybe, just maybe, she would be able to fall asleep and sleep the entire night for once.

That would truly be the best birthday gift she could receive.

“Hey, speaking of orgasms and bodily fluids,” Cerridwen said, leaning forward. “Guess who I saw yesterday?”

“Harry Styles?” Elain guessed without missing a beat.

“Taylor Swift?” Nuala added.

Elain shook her head, “No, I bet it was Gordon Ramsey.”

“If she had seen Gordon Ramsey she would have died on the spot from happiness,” Nuala said. “I think it was…Kanye West.”

“Or Kim Kardashian?”

“Donald Trump?”

“The Queen of England?”

“Shrek?”

“Harry Pott–”

Cerridwen put her hand over Elain’s mouth. “No, you idiots. I don’t even want to know how you connect those people to orgasms and bodily fluids.”

“Harry Styles and Taylor Swift could give me orgasms any day,” Nuala said and raised her half empty glass of beer in a salute to mainly herself. And maybe to Harry Styles and Taylor Swift too, Elain wasn’t sure.

“Yes, I know, you horny heathen. But this isn’t about you.”

“So who is it about then?”

“The birthday girl, of course.”

Elain furrowed her brows. “Me? Did you see my sisters?”

Cerridwen shook her head, a teasing smile on her lips. “Nope. Better.”

“Did you meet someone who said that I have won a hundred billion dollars?”

“Better,” she said, her smile turning into a grin.

“What is better than a hundred billion dollars? I mean, unless I won two hundred billion dollars. That would definitely be better than one hundred–”

“God, you talk a lot when you’re drunk.”

“I’m not drunk,” Elain lied. “I’m tipsy.”

Nuala patted her back. “Whatever you say, sweetie.”

“Okay, you’re not allowed to guess anymore because you obviously suck at it. I saw your sexy stranger,” she exclaimed, holding out her hands to emphasize how amazing this was.

Elain just stared at her. “Who?”

“Oh, don’t play coy. The sexy, dark, brooding, mysterious stranger who ordered a coffee when he actually wanted to order you.”

“I think Elain would like to be ordered around,” Nuala interjected.

Elain could feel her face get hot. Thank god for the dim lights because she definitely didn’t want the twins seeing her blush like this. Because yes, she did like being told what to do by that sexy stranger. She liked it a lot. And she missed it.

“Get your head out of the gutter, Nuala,” Cerridwen said. “Anyway, he came into the coffee shop yesterday.”

“Okay?” Elain tried to seem unaffected by the news when she actually wanted to scream. He had returned to the coffee shop? There was a chance that she might meet him again?

That wasn’t part of her plan.

Her plan was to never think about him or his velvety smooth voice ever again.

“Yes, he came in and said that I was right about the coffee being the best he ever had.” Cerridwen looked smug. “And then…” She dragged that last word out, trying to increase the anticipation. “He asked about you.” Elain, who had just taken a sip of her luke-warm beer, had to cover her nose with her hand as she started coughing. He had what now?

“What?” she was able to croak out.

“Yes, he asked if you were there because, apparently, you are very good at recommending food,” she wiggled her eyebrows. “He looked disappointed when I told him you had a few days off.”

“Oh,” was all Elain could think to answer.

“Oh?” Nuala raised her voice. “That’s all you’re gonna say? OH?”

“Well, he was probably just hungry.”

Nuala rolled her eyes. “You are so clueless. You didn’t think that Jesus was checking you out and now you think that the sexy stranger asked for you because he was freaking hungry. You need to look in a mirror, girl.”

“Jesus was not checking me out. He was just looking for a new dance partner.”

“Sure, whatever you say.” Nuala leaned back against the black leather seat. “But aren’t you even a little bit curious why the sexy stranger asked for you?”

Yes, Elain wanted to shout. Yes, she was curious. Of course, she wanted to know why he had asked. She knew that it couldn’t be because he craved cinnamon rolls or other sweet treats, but Elain couldn’t even fathom that he would have any interest in her either. He was Shadowsinger , for god’s sake. He was the man she had dirty fantasies about when she didn’t even know what he looked like.

She touched herself to his voice.

Even if he did want to see her for some reason, she was relieved that she hadn’t been at work that day. And she would never admit that she was curious because she shouldn’t be. He was a sex god and she was…Elain. Plain Elain. She wasn’t funny or exciting. Definitely not exciting enough for someone like him.

Elain knew that she couldn’t keep telling the twins that she didn’t care because they could see right through her. But she couldn’t tell them the full story either, so she went with, “Sure, I admit it. I would like to know why he asked for me. I can’t really think of a good reason since I was a babbling idiot the last time I saw him and we only spoke for a minute. But that doesn’t matter because I will never see him again, so that’s that.”

And I will never hear his voice again, she added silently.

There was a beat of silence between them. Or, it wasn’t really silence since every sound was drowned out by a horrendous remix of an old pop song from the nineties. The twins looked at each other quickly, a silent communication clearly going on between them. Elain took a sip of her beer, trying her very best to ignore the way they were looking at each other, and then at her, and then at the bar. They were probably just trying to decide what shot to order next. Telepathically.

Elain almost laughed at the silly thought when Nuala leaned in closer and said, “I wouldn’t be so sure of that.”

“What?”

“I said,'' she gripped Elain’s chin and turned her head toward the bar. “I wouldn’t be so sure of that.”

As soon as the words registered, Elain saw what the twins had been staring at just seconds ago. Or more accurately, who they had been staring at.

It was him.

He was here.

The sexy stranger.

Shadowsinger.

He was here, at the bar she used to visit regularly and god, he looked good. Too good. Looking like that should come with a warning sign.

Tonight, he was dressed in black, easily blending into the darkness of the club. Yet, there was something about him that made him stand out. That made Elain’s eyes seek him out, like a moth to a flame.

She took in the leather boots, the fitted black jeans and the black T-shirt. She let her eyes travel up his body and when she reached his face, she quickly realized her mistake.

Because of fucking course he was looking right at her. And Elain just wanted to sink through the ground because both times they had been in the same room, he had caught her staring.

For a beat, he did nothing but look straight at her, holding her gaze. Then, with a small smirk on his lips, he raised his glass of amber liquid towards her and gave her one single nod. Was that his way of saying hello?

Elain could feel herself blush again, and once more, she was happy that the dark club hid her pink cheeks.

She suddenly felt sober. Or well, not sober, but definitely more tipsy than drunk.

When he turned back to his friend at the bar, Elain realized that she hadn’t been breathing. She took a deep breath and sank down in the booth, reaching for her glass. When she tipped it back, she realized that it was empty.

“Shit,” she muttered and put the glass down more forcefully than she intended.

“Was that a shit, he’s here or a shit, I need more alcohol ?” Cerridwen teased.

“Both,” Elain sighed. “Why is he so good looking?”

The twins laughed and huddled closer to Elain. Probably to make sure that they could all hear each other better.

“I mean, shouldn’t it be illegal to have a face like that when he also has a voice that…” she trailed off, realizing that she almost told her friends way too much.

The twins looked at each other, a puzzled expression on their faces. “Well, well, well,” Nuala said. “I didn’t know you had a voice kink.”

“I don’t,” Elain answered quickly. Too quickly.

She didn’t have a voice kink, per se. It was just his voice that made her kinky.

Elain was very glad that her friends couldn’t read her mind.

“Oh, my god. You do,” Nuala gasped in fake shock. “You’re blushing.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Oh, stop lying to yourself, El. You think he’s hot and his voice gets you going.”

“No,” Elain muttered, more to herself than anything. She was a bad liar on any normal day, but give her some alcohol and she was the human version of a fountain of truth. She really did have to bite her tongue in order to not blurt out that this very sexy man did audio porn. And that she listened to audio porn. Or used to, at least.

She missed the porn.

Well, that was something she never thought she would say, or even think.

“Please, go talk to him,” Cerridwen said.

“That is definitely out of the question.”

“Why?”

Elain stared at her friend. “What do you mean, why? I can’t talk to him. Firstly, because he is a customer and I…”

“He’s only a customer because he wanted to talk to you, silly. So that’s not a problem. What’s your next excuse?”

Elain worried her lower lip between her teeth. “Well, he is way out of my league. I mean, look at him. He’s all dark and cool and mysterious and I’m…” she gestured at her floral dress. “I’m cute.”

“Yes, you are,” Nuala said. “The cutest. And I bet he thinks so too.”

“Yeah, well. I’m drunk. You know that I get weird when I’m drunk.”

Cerridwen patted her knee. “Good thing you’re only tipsy then, because tipsy Elain is talkative and clingy…”

“Yeah, and those are traits most men don’t like.”

“That’s because most men are idiots,” Nuala said with a little too much enthusiasm.

Elain laughed, “says the bisexual.”

Nuala shrugged and finished her beer. “Well, look at that. All the glasses are empty.” She gestured to the array of glasses on the table. “Whatever should we do about it?”

Before Elain could answer that maybe it was time to go home, Cerridwen snapped her fingers, “You know, I think it’s Elain’s turn to get the drinks.”

“Oh my god, my very smart sister. I think you’re right.”

Elain eyes went from her friends to the bar (where a certain stranger still stood), and then back again. “I–I don’t..”

“It’s only fair.” Nuala pushed back the glasses on the table to make room for new drinks. “I’ll have a beer.”

Elain turned to her friend. “But I’m the birthday girl,” she pouted. “I shouldn’t have to get my own drinks.”

“Fine,” Cerridwen snapped. “I’ll get the drinks, but you are going to help me carry them.”

Before Elain could protest, she was being dragged through the dark bar. Jesus was still dancing like a maniac, which was fitting since the DJ had decided to play that Maniac song from the Flashdance soundtrack. It had been one of Elain’s favorite movies growing up.

Elain felt hot. Now that she was standing up, she definitely felt more drunk than tipsy, or at least somewhere in between the two. Another drink would surely push her over the edge.

She looked down as she walked, cursing herself for wearing heels. She smoothed a hand over her thigh-length dress. Why had she worn this dress? It made her look young and inexperienced. Like someone who spent their time frollicing in fields while singing about hills being alive. She stuck out like a sore thumb among the people wearing dark clothes and sneakers.

“What do you want?” Cerrdidwen’s voice cut through her inner monologue. Elain looked around and realized they had made it to the bar. “I–-uh…”

Her friend shook her head and turned back to face the bartender, “She’ll have a beer too.”

Elain just nodded, not really caring about the drink because at that very second, she realized exactly what her friend had done.

She had squeezed in next to the sexy stranger. He was standing with his back against them, talking to a very big man with a man bun. He was almost as handsome as Shadowsinger, in a burly kind of way.

The only thing separating Elain and Shadowsinger at this very moment was Cerridwen’s body. Elain knew that she had done this on purpose. She leaned in closer so she could speak in her friend’s ear, “Seriously?”

Feigning innocence, Cerridwen just smiled at Elain. “What? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

What happened next felt like a scene playing out in slow motion in front of Elain’s eyes. The bartender put their drinks on the bar and reached for the bill Cerridwen had put down. But she didn’t reach for the drinks.

No, she took a step back.

She took a step back and just happened to bump into Shadowsinger. Elain could do nothing but stare at the smug look on Cerridwen's face as he turned around. “Oh,” she mouthed and if Elain hadn’t been frozen in place, she might have turned around and bolted out of the bar.

“I’m so sorry,” Cerridwen exclaimed and turned around to face the man. Elain didn’t dare to look at his face so she forced her eyes to focus on his hands. He was still holding his drink, thank god. This would have been even worse if her friend had made him spill his drink.

“That’s okay,” he said, his voice louder than Elain had ever heard it.

Of course it’s louder. He’s not whispering in your ear, telling you to be a good girl for him.

He was looking at Cerridwen for a second before recognition dawned on his face, “Oh, I recognize you.”

“Well, it is said that you never forget the person who gives you your best cup of coffee.”

Elain could hear him chuckle and she decided to dare a glance at his face. Just one. And at that same moment, he shifted his gaze too. Their eyes met and Elain could feel her mouth go dry. There was such intensity in his eyes. And he was so freaking hot. And she was drunk and her friend was a traitor.

“Hi,” he said, a small smile forming on his lips.

“Hello,” Elain answered. She hoped that she sounded confident, but she doubted it. She reached for one of the glasses on the bar just to have something to do with her hands. The glass was cold and wet and for a second, Elain thought about just running back to their booth. His eyes were too intense now and he looked like some sort of dark angel as he stood there in front of her. From this distance, she could see tattoos peek out from underneath the sleeves of his shirt. They looked like shadows wrapping around his strong arms.

The things he could do with those arms… Elain blinked hard to force her mind out of the gutter and when she focused her eyes on her friend, she was staring at her with a shit eating grin.

“You know what, “ Cerridwen said. “I really need to pee.”

Elain shook her head, trying to silently tell her friend to stay. When Cerridwen started walking toward the bathroom, Elain shouted, “Do you need me to come with you?”

“No, I’ve had a lot to drink. I’ll probably pee for like fifteen minutes.” And then she was gone, swallowed up in the crowd.

When Elain turned back, he was looking at her with an amused expression. She wished she knew what he was thinking. And she also wished that he would go away.

“Well, I should get back to my other friend,” Elain said just as he said, “The cinnamon bun was great.”

Elain blinked at him, “what?”

“The cinnamon bun,” he repeated, “The one you recommended. It was great.”

“Oh, I’m glad. I made those,” she said, and as soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it. He didn’t care if she had baked something. He was just being polite.

His eyebrows shot up slightly, “really?”

Elain nodded. She had no idea what to say. Why was she so awkward? Why hadn’t the alcohol made her talkative yet?

“Do you know each other?” a voice behind Shadowsinger asked.

Elain had totally forgotten about the man with the man bun but now he was her favorite person in the world because he had just saved her from a very awkward situation.

Elain shook her head to say no, but Shadowsinger answered before she got the chance. “She works at the coffee shop, you know the one by the river.”

A look of confusion passed over Man Bun’s face, but then something must have dawned on him because his face split into a giant smile. “Oh, is this coffee girl?”

Elain stared at him. Coffee girl? What the hell?

“Cassian,” Shadowsinger said through gritted teeth. It sounded like a threat.

Man Bun, or Cassian, picked up his drink from the bar and patted Shadowsinger on the back, giving him a look Elain didn’t understand. “You know what, I suddenly have the urge to dance.” He turned to Elain. “It was nice meeting you, coffee girl.”

And then he was off.

And she was alone with the only man who had ever made her come.

Elain hated her brain.

The man in front of her shifted on his feet, looking a bit uncomfortable. Elain was glad to see it. And just to make it even more awkward (because why not?), she asked, “Why did he call me coffee girl?”

He looked at the dance floor and then back at Elain, an apologetic look in his eyes.

“I might have told him about you”

Elain stared at him, not knowing what to say to that. Had she heard him correctly? “What?”

He let out a deep breath. “I might have told him that there was a very beautiful girl at a coffee shop I visited a few weeks ago. He came up with the nickname.”

Elain had stopped listening after ‘beautiful’. He thought that she was beautiful?

“What?” she asked again because apparently, her brain was unable to form any other word.

He chuckled and scratched his head. “I’m sorry if it’s weird and please tell me to fuck off if I make you uncomfortable.”

Elain shook her head, willing him to continue. She needed him to continue.

“I came by the coffee shop a few days ago,” he said. “I might have asked for you.”

“Yeah, my friend just told me.”

“Did she now?” he leaned an elbow against the bar, the stance making him look a bit cocky. Elain had no idea why she liked it. “I thought that she might.”

“Why did you ask for me? Did you want another recommendation for a sweet treat?”

His eyes left her face and traveled down her body, taking her in. He was looking at her as if she was a sweet treat. Her drunken mind really liked that.

“No,” he said after what felt like a small eternity. Elain had to press her thighs together when his gaze returned to hers. What was he doing to her?

She told herself that she felt like this because she knew what he did for a living. If she hadn’t listened to his audios, she wouldn’t find him this attractive. It was just her brain playing tricks on her. Her brain and the alcohol.

“Okay,” she said, feeling uncertain now. She had no idea what was going on. She glanced back at the booth she had spent the majority of the evening at but the twins weren’t there. She scanned the venue until she found her friends - with Jesus. They were crazy dancing with Jesus. Elain rolled her eyes and suppressed a smile. They looked like idiots.

“What’s your name?” Shadowsinger asked, pulling her attention back to him. She took a sip from her beer. She probably shouldn’t drink more but there was some sort of comfort in having something to focus on that wasn’t the tall, sexy man in front of her.

“Elain.”

With a gentle smile, he said, “That’s definitely better than coffee girl.” He reached his hand out in front of her. “I’m Azriel.”

She looked at his hand and thought that it was a bit odd, and a bit old fashioned, to offer her a handshake. And since Elain had always liked all things odd and old fashioned, she took his hand. “Well, that’s better than…” Elain shut her mouth quickly, looking at their clasped hands in horror. She had almost called him Shadowsinger.

“Better than what?” he asked when she didn’t continue. He had let go of her hand and Elain hoped that he didn’t think that the condensation from the beer was hand sweat.

“Uh,” she started, scrambling for anything to say. “It’s better than not knowing your name.”

He regarded her for a moment, clearly knowing that she had been about to say something else. But he let it go. Thank fuck.

“So, Elain,” he said, and she felt a shiver run down her spine when he said her name in that velvety voice of his. “What brings you to Rita’s tonight?”

“Oh, I’m here with my friends. They kind of forced me to go out.” She pointed to Nuala and Cerridwen on the dance floor. With a shrug, she added, “It’s my birthday.”

He clinked his glass to hers. “Happy birthday.” He took a sip from his almost-empty glass and Elain followed suit.

“Thank you.”

“So, how many birthdays have you had before this one?”

Elain couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up from her chest. “Is that your way of asking me how old I am?”

Azriel cocked an eyebrow. “Maybe.”

“Haven’t your mother told you that it’s rude to ask a lady how old she is?”

“She has,” he said, setting down his empty glass on the bar. He stepped closer to her and Elain was certain that she had stopped breathing again. He leaned down, his face just centimeters from hers. His breath on her ear gave her goosebumps all over her body. “Are you a lady then?” he asked, his voice low and oh so inviting.

Elain had no idea what to say to that. She had no idea what he was asking her. Well, actually, she did have one guess, but no… He couldn’t be asking her that , because that would definitely bring this conversation into flirting territory, and he wasn’t flirting with her. Right?

“I turn twenty five today,” she blurted out. She’d rather tell him her age than answer his question since she had no idea what the answer would be.

He hummed, the sound making her shiver again. He stood up straight, his eyes focusing on her’s again. They looked almost black in the dim lights.

“So, how old are you?” Elain asked. For some reason that she didn’t understand, she wanted to keep the conversation going.

“Twenty nine.”

She nodded. She would have guessed that he was older than her, but 29 wasn’t too bad. A four year age difference was okay.

Okay for what? she asked herself. It’s not like they were in a relationship. For all she knew, he had a girlfriend.

Elain desperately hoped he didn’t.

“So, has your day been good so far?” he asked.

“Yes. I finished an assignment that I have been working on for the past week and then I had dinner with my sisters. And then I came here.”

He nodded, listening intently to every word - which was impressive since the music was so loud. Elain had almost forgotten the music and all the people around her. She was too focused on Azriel.

Azriel . That was a great name. It sounded like something from a fantasy novel, she thought to herself. Like a fallen angel that lives a dark and dangerous life until he finds his soulmate and has to fight demons and all kinds of creatures to keep her safe.

“You go to school?” he asked and Elain had a feeling that he also wanted to keep the conversation going. She had no idea why. She wasn’t being particularly interesting.

“Yes. I’m taking a business class. I want to open my own bakery.”

“Impressive,” he commented. “You’ll probably have people lining up within the first week. I should know, I have tasted your buns after all.”

Elain’s eyebrows shot up and she couldn’t keep the laughter down. When Azriel realized what he had said, he started laughing too. “Shit, that came out wrong.”

Elain waved her hand in front of her, trying to calm herself. “No, it’s fine,” she said, her voice still full of laughter. “Thank you for saying that. I mean, the part about people lining up.”

“It’s the truth.” He was still smiling at her. Elain raised her glass to her lips to take another sip of beer when someone bumped into her from behind. She jerked forward, dropping her drink as she reached her hands in front of herself instinctively. She heard the glass smash on the floor just as her hands found something firm and warm.

Azriel’s chest. Her hands were splayed on Azriel’s chest, his heart beating steadily beneath her palm. He reached out, gripping her waist to steady her. He was so close now. So close, and he smelled so nice. Elain looked up and met eyes full of concern.

When he saw that she was okay, he looked over at the man behind her. “Hey, asshole. Watch it.”

There was venom in his voice now. Something sinister slithering from him as he cursed the man who had pushed Elain. Unfortunately, Elain realized as she looked back, the man who had pushed her was Jesus, and he was drunk as a skunk. He just laughed at Azriel and gave him a thumbs up. Up close, Jesus looked nothing like Jesus. He was white and blonde, but the sweat had turned his hair a darker color. He smelled like stale beer and regret.

Elain was thankful that Azriel ignored the other man after that. She hated it when men protected girls with violence and if Azriel had done something like that, she would have been out that door sooner rather than later.

“Are you okay?” he asked, still holding on to her waist.

Elain stood up straighter, letting her hands fall back to her sides. “Yeah, I’m fine. Are you?”

“Yeah,” he chuckled. “All good.”

Azriel motioned for the bartender and told him about the broken glass on the ground. He nodded towards the entrance, “Want to get some fresh air?”

Elain froze. She had heard about guys asking girls to leave a club with them before, and they only wanted sex. At least according to Nesta. And it wasn’t that Elain didn’t want to have sex with Azriel - it was just that she couldn’t. Not only was she a bit drunk, but she also knew something about him that made everything more complicated. And to top that off, she had never had a one night stand before. She didn’t think that this would be a good time to change that.

Elain opened her mouth to tell him no, but that’s not what came out.

“I don’t like one night stands.”

That’s it. Elain was never drinking again. Never ever. She wanted to turn into the puddle of beer at her feet, slowly seeping into the floor. Azriel must think that she is the weirdest person ever.

She wouldn’t blame him.

But when she met his gaze again, there was amusement dancing in his eyes. “Me neither,” he said, cocking an eyebrow. “But I do like fresh air.”

Elain closed her eyes for a second. She was warm. Hot. The air was heavy with the smell of sweat and alcohol and her shoes were covered in beer. Air sounded like a splendid idea.

She nodded, not daring to open her mouth again. She never knew when drunk-Elain would make an unwelcome appearance.

Azriel led her through the crowd, only stopping to say something in his friend's ear as they passed him. Cassian the Man Bun nodded and looked at Elain. “If he’s being an ass, it’s totally okay to kick him in the balls,” he told her, a big smile on his face. Azriel rolled his eyes. Then, Cassian came closer and leaned down to whisper something to Elain.

“But in all honesty, he’s not an ass. He can seem a bit cold, but I promise he’s not.”

“You done, Cass?” Azriel interrupted, leaving Elain feeling confused. Why would he tell her that?

“Yep! I found a new friend anyway,” he nodded toward the dance floor. “Don’t wait up.” He winked at Azriel and walked away.

Azriel shook his head, as if this was a regular occurance between the two of them.

“Do you live together?” Elain asked.

“God no. We haven’t lived together since we shared a dorm room in college.”

As soon as they stepped outside, Elain felt as if she was breathing for the first time in her life. It was a chilly night but she welcomed the cold air on her hot skin. The pavement was full of people. Most were huddled together and smoking cigarettes, some were waiting for taxis or friends.

Azriel walked a few steps and leaned against the wall. He took a deep breath and in the glow of the street light, Elain couldn’t help but admire the beauty of this man. He wasn’t just hot and sexy - he was beautiful. His dark hair stuck to his forehead and his t-shirt was pulled tight over his muscled chest.

The chest she had been touching just moments ago.

She blushed at the thought. Azriel looked at her, an expression on his face that she hadn’t seen before.

“You’re cute when you blush.”

And that just made her blush even more. She decided to ignore that comment because she had no idea what to say.

Elain stepped closer, but not close enough to touch him. She stood in front of Azriel, her shoes almost touching his boots. “So, you know what I do for a living, but I know nothing about you.”

That was a lie, but he didn’t have to know that. She wondered if he would admit that he did audio porn. Elain knew that it was more socially acceptable to do such things nowadays, but she didn’t know if anyone would tell a stranger about it.

He chuckled. The deep, warm sound made its way straight to Elain core. “Yeah, I’m very mysterious.”

“Like a villain in a fantasy novel.”

“A villain?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Or maybe a morally gray character that is able to redeem himself at the end.”

“Definitely better than a villain,” he laughed. “I’ll take it.”

“What would your powers be?” she asked him, definitely feeling the effects of talkative, tipsy Elain now.

“My powers?”

“Yes. If you’re a character in a fantasy novel, you need to have some sort of power. Like magic or having an army of dragons.”

He smiled at her, his brown eyes warm and kind. “An army of dragons sounds cool as fuck, not gonna lie. But I would probably like to be more stealthy. Maybe I’d be a spy or something. I’d definitely be really good with a sword.”

Elain had to bite her tongue to keep herself from saying something inappropriate.

“How about you? What would your powers be?”

Elain pretended to think about her answer, but in all honesty - she had been thinking about this since she was nine and read her first Harry Potter book.

“I would be a witch. I would do spells and potions and things. Maybe grow my own herbs and use them to do magic.”

“You’ve thought about this before,” he teased.

“Maybe.”

“What kind of spells would you do then?”

“Oh, you know. Just the standard spells. Love spells. Conjuring demons. And if someone hurt my friends, I could make them regret it.”

Azriel laughed, the sound turning Elain’s insides warm. “Remind me to not get on your bad side.”

What would you do, Azriel? What would you do if I did something bad? she wondered. Would you punish me? Torture me? Tease me?

Elain shivered at the thought.

“Cold?” he asked.

She shook her head quickly. “No. Are you?”

“No, I’m still quite hot.”

“Yes, you are.” The words fell from her mouth before she could stop them. Stupid, tipsy Elain.

“So are you.”

Okay, maybe tipsy Elain wasn’t that bad after all because he was definitely flirting with her, and she would gladly let him. There was just something about him that made her feel at ease. He made her feel comfortable. Safe. Even though they just met, Elain somehow trusted him.

She smiled at him. “So, are you ever going to tell me what you do, Azriel?”

His eyes turned darker when she said his name. “You sure you want to know?”

Oh god, was this it? Would he really tell her?

“Yes, I can handle it.”

He took a deep breath. “I’m a software engineer.”

“What?” That was definitely not the answer she had expected.

“I know, it’s not very mysterious,” he chuckled.

“But you’re not,” she said before she could tell herself to keep her mouth closed. She couldn’t explain it, but the fact that he lied to her made her irritated. He didn’t owe her the truth, of course not. But her brain wasn't making much sense right now. She blamed the beer. And the orgasmic bliss.

“I’m not mysterious?” one corner of his mouth quirked up.

“No, I mean… you’re not an engineer.”

“I’m not? I guess I better call my boss and let him know.”

Elain finally regained control over herself and her stupid mouth. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to–”

“No. You did mean to. The question is just why you said that.” He narrowed his eyes and looked at her closely, as if he was trying to see right through her.

“It was nothing, I’m sorry,” she tried to laugh it away but the laugh sounded hollow. “I blame the beer.” She looked away from him. She focused on the graffitied wall behind him, trying to make sense of the shapes there. She couldn’t look at him. She had fucked everything up.

“I should go,” she murmured, but before she could make a move she felt his fingers on her chin, turning her face back to him. And for the third time tonight, she stopped breathing. His hands felt hot on her skin. Hot and coarse. When he let go, she realized that they were covered in scars.

She hadn’t noticed that before.

“Why did you think I did something else for a living, Elain?”

She forced herself to hold his gaze. Forced herself to not run away. He let go of her chin and she desperately wanted his hands back on her.

“I–I thought you did something else, but I was clearly mistaken. I’m sorry.” She really was sorry. And she also doubted herself. What if she was wrong. What if Shadowsinger and Azriel really were voice twins and not actually the same person?

Had she deleted that app without any real reason to do so?

“No, there’s clearly something you’re not telling me.”

“We’re strangers. There’s a lot of things I’m not telling you.” she scoffed, feeling defensive.

He opened his mouth to say something but Elain beat him to it. “You’re not telling me everything either. Like, why did you ask for me at the coffee shop the other day?”

“Because I wanted to ask for your number,” he said without missing a beat.

“You– what? Why?”

He shook his head, laughing silently as if that had been a silly question. “Because you’re beautiful. And a little weird.”

“You wanted my number because I’m weird?”

He shrugged. “What can I say, I have a type.”

She narrowed her eyes at him, “which is?”

“I’m starting to think that you’re my type.” He held her gaze as he stepped away from the wall and stood up to his full height. Elain had to look up in order to look at him properly. He was so close now. If she stood on her toes and he just bent down a little, their lips would meet.

“Oh,” Elain said, clearly not feeling as confident anymore.

“Why did you think I worked as something else?” he asked again and Elain knew that she couldn’t avoid the question anymore. Maybe it was for the better.

Azriel was proving to not only be good looking. He was also funny and interesting and easy to talk to. And he was flirting with her. If Elain wanted to have any chance of dating him, she knew that she had to tell him what she knew. It would come out sooner or later anyway, and sooner seemed like the better alternative.

“I just… I thought you did something else. Or maybe you have two jobs, what do I know? I’m probably mistaken.”

There was an expression on his face that she couldn’t decipher. “And what is it you think I do?”

She kept her voice low just so no one nearby would hear her. “Audio porn.” The words were barely audible.

“What?” he asked, leaning down to hear her more clearly.

“Audio porn.”

The air grew still between them. Elain counted each of Azriel’s breaths as she waited for a reaction. There was the possibility that he would have no idea what she was talking about. He might find her disgusting for saying such a thing and walk away, leaving her all alone outside Rita’s.

But there was also a chance that he did know.

There was a chance that he was Shadowsinger.

She had counted ten breaths when he finally spoke. “And what if I do?”

It was not the response she had expected.

“What do you mean?”

He leaned in close, his lips almost touching her ear as he said, “You’re a smart girl, you know what I mean.”

She let out a shaky breath. “It wouldn’t matter.”

“No?”

“No.”

“And why do you think I do audio porn, Elain?”

His voice was barely a whisper, and Elain had no doubt in her mind that the man in front of her was Shadowsinger. Azriel was Shadowsinger. He was all of her dirty fantasies combined.

She closed her eyes, trying to focus on the feeling of his breath against her skin. “I might have recognized your voice.”

“Yeah? Is that why you could barely look at me that day at the coffee shop?”

Elain nodded, her mouth too dry to form words. She closed her eyes. He was so close. Their bodies were almost pressed together, his lips almost touching her skin.

“Hmm,” he murmured. “and is that why you blush so prettily when you’re around me?”

“Yes,” she breathed, unable to tell a single lie.

Azriel shifted so that he was looking at her again. Gone was the kind warmth in his eyes - there was only fire now. “Did you like it? Did you like listening to me in the middle of the night?”

Elain couldn’t tell him the truth. She couldn’t tell him that he was the only thing that could make her relax and fall asleep. She couldn’t tell him how much she had liked his audios, and how much she missed them.

“So, it’s true? It really is you?” she asked instead, even though she already knew the answer.

“I’ll answer your question if you answer mine.” He tucked a strand of her long, golden hair behind her ear.

Once again, she cursed her body for blushing so easily. She felt her cheeks grow hot as she nodded. “I liked it.”

With a purely male grin, he whispered, “you look so innocent, who would have guessed that you like porn?”

“I don’t. I just like your voice,” Elain said, needing to defend herself. She didn’t want him to think that she was into porn in general. “Is it weird?” she asked, taking a step back just to get some space between them. She couldn’t think when he was so close.

“Is what weird?”

“That I know that about you.”

“No, Elain. It’s not. But I must admit, you’re the only person who has ever recognized my voice. Is it weird for you?”

She shook her head. “It was weird when I tried to pretend like I didn’t recognize your voice.”

“Is that why you gave me the wrong cup? Did I make you nervous?”

“Yes,” she admitted. “Do you like it?”

“Like what?”

Elain lowered her voice again, “doing audio porn.”

“I did. Have you checked the dates on that website recently?”

“No. I deleted the app.”

“Why?”

“Well, I couldn’t very well listen to that when I knew what you looked like.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” he chuckled. “But if you for some reason download the app again,” he winked at her, “you’ll see that I haven’t uploaded anything since 2020”.

“Oh, why not?”

“That’s a story for another time,” he said. His voice had gone back to normal now, and Elain realized that she liked his normal voice almost as much as she liked his seductive, sexy whispers.

There was a beat of silence. The door to the club opened and the horrendous music from the dance floor filled the air. Elain bit the inside of her lower lip - a nervous habit. She had no idea what to say. No idea what to ask. She thought that it would feel awkward to ask him about the audios, but it didn’t. And the way he had answered had only made her want him more.

Because god, she wanted this man. She had never felt such raw attraction before and she needed him to not walk away from her now. He had to stay, just for a little while.

“Do you want to go back inside?” She asked the first question that popped into her mind.

“No.” he answered, his eyes still intensely focused on her.

“Oh, okay.” Elain looked down at her shoes. Her feet were so much smaller than his. “What do you want to do now then?”

Without missing a beat, his hand came up to cradle her cheek. Elain leaned into his warmth, her eyes never leaving his. “I really want to kiss you, Elain.” Once again, his voice was dangerously low, making her insides melt.

Elain was certain that her heart stopped for just a second. Even though she wouldn’t admit it, she had thought about kissing him since the first time she heard his voice. His eyes were like molten lava as he waited for her answer. There was fire and heat and darkness in them - in him. It promised all kinds of things that she didn’t dare think about.

For the second time this evening, she placed her hands on his chest. His heart was beating faster now and Elain felt smug knowing that she affected him in some way.

She stood up on her toes, bringing her face, and her lips, closer to him. She had no idea where this confidence came from but she intended to make the most of it. “That sounds like a very good idea.”

“Good,” he said, his voice low and raspy as he closed the remaining gap between them. His hand went to her neck, tilting her face just the way he wanted it. Elain’s eyes fluttered shut as he brought his lips to hers.

It was soft at first, his lips just gently grazing hers. He tasted like winter and whiskey. Elain balled her hands into fists, gripping the fabric of his shirt. When she deepened the kiss, he let out a groan. Swiftly, he turned them around so that Elain’s back was against the wall. His body was pressed even closer now and she could feel just how much he wanted her.

She teased his bottom lip with her tongue and he opened up for her, letting her in.

Offer and permission.

For a few moments, Elain forgot about the club and her friends and the world. All of her senses were full of Azriel - the feeling of his muscular chest under her palms, the taste of him, his scent. It was enough to drive her crazy.

She moved her hands to her neck, pulling him even closer. She needed more. Needed things she didn’t even know how to ask for. One of her legs hooked around his waist and he moved his hand to graze her thigh, his lips never leaving hers. The kiss was hot, passionate. She didn’t feel the cold or the rough texture of the wall. She only felt him.

Only wanted him.

“Azriel,” she moaned as he pressed himself closer between her legs. She was so wet. So desperate for more. She wanted him to tell her all the dirty things he could do to her. She wanted–

“Get a room,” someone shouted, effectively bringing them both back to reality. Azriel leaned his forehead against hers. “Fuck,” he groaned, kissing her gently again.

“Maybe we should…” Elain started but she didn’t get a chance to finish because Azriel let go of her thigh, smoothing her dress down.

“We should probably continue this another time.” He nodded towards the entrance where Nuala and Cerridwen stood. “Somewhere private.”

They twins were staring at them, an amused expression on both of their faces. As soon as Elain met Nuala’s gaze, Nuala gave her a thumbs up.

“Sorry about them,” she said, feeling her cheeks grow hot again.

“Don’t be,” Azriel said and stroked her cheek. “I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t have talked to me if your friend hadn’t accidentally bumped into me earlier.”

Elain smiled at him and kissed his cheek. “I better get going. They live on the other side of town so they’re staying with me tonight.”

“Lucky bastards,” Azriel chuckled. “Can I see you again?”

“Yes.” Elain realized that she seemed a bit too enthusiastic about the prospect of seeing him again but she couldn’t muster up the energy to care. She wasn’t the kind of girl that pretended to be all cool and mysterious and unaffected. When she wanted something, she usually made it pretty clear.

With a smile, he handed her his phone. “Put your number in here and I’ll text you.”

Elain did exactly that, making sure to check the number twice before saving it and handing the phone back to Azriel.

“So,” she started, not feeling very confident when she knew that her friends were following her every move. “I’ll see you around?”

“Definitely.”

Elain walked over to her friends glancing behind her one last time. But he wasn’t there. It was as if he had stepped into the shadows and just disappeared.

Weird.

“Dry humping against a wall, huh?” Nuala said and wiggled her eyebrows. “So much for not wanting to talk to him.”

“Well, technically, they weren’t talking,” Cerridwen said.

“And technically, you both are a pain in my ass.”

“You love us.” Nuala draped her arm over Elain’s shoulders.

“Yes I do.”

When Elain came home that night, she found that she had two new messages from an unknown number. Her drunken eyes made it a bit difficult to focus on the text, but she managed after a bit of concentration.

Unknown Did you get home safely?

Unknown This is Azriel by the way

Elain smiled to herself and added him as a contact in her phone.

Elain I did!

She thought back on the night. It still felt unreal. She had kissed Shadowsinger.

Shadowsinger was Azriel. Azriel was Shadowsinger. And Elain had definitely enjoyed kissing him. Kissing him was even better than listening to his voice telling her to touch herself.

Her lips still tingled from the taste of him. Her body still buzzed with energy from the way he had touched her. It also buzzed from the alcohol she had consumed, which might explain the next message she sent.

Elain You have a very nice voice.

His answer came less than a minute later:

Azriel Shadowsinger Want to go on a date with me?

#elriel #elain archeron fanfic #elain x azriel #elain archeron #azriel x elain #elriel fanfic #dottielovegoodfanfiction

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married dramione // one night stand hansy // unplanned and planned pregnancy // nsfw mentions // drabble

Pansy tiptoed around the 2nd floor of the ministry where all the auror offices were. She could not handle seeing /him/ today. As soon as she found the right office she bursted in.

"Draco I need to talk to you!" She was breathless and nervous.

"Hey Pans I have something to tell you to!" He sounded excited.

"You first mine is going to take more time to explain" Pansy flopped down into his uncomfortable office chairs.

Draco took a deep breath, "Hermione is pregnant. We think it happened on our wedding night but it also could've happened sometime in the honeymoon. We want you to be the godmother."

Pansy nearly fell out of her chair.

"GRANGERS WHAT?" Pansy screeched. "You've only been back from France for a week!"

"Malfoys are over achievers. Hermione has been off her potion for 4 months now." Draco was smug knowing it didn't take them anytime at all to get pregnant.

"Anyway Pans what did you need to tell me."

Pansy was looking at her feet. "Me and Granger cannot be pregnant at the same time." Pansy grumbled to herself.

This time is was Malfoys turn to fall out of his chair.

"YOUR WHAT?!" Malfoy screamed.

Before Pansy could answer someone knocked on his office door and entered.

"Malfoy are you okay? I heard yelling -- Oh hey Parkinson." It was him. Harry freaking Potter. The Boy lived but couldnt even cast a contraceptive charm.

Pansy turned on black stiletto heels. "Get out!" She seethed.

Harry stepped further into the office and shut the door.

"Did you tell her mate? I thought she'd be happier. Were going to be co godparents." Harry shot Pansy a flirty smile.

Draco was trying to gather his composure.

"Pansy you need to explain yourself. Now." Almost as if he didn't even register the fact Harry was in his office.

"Potter has to leave." Pansy crossed her arms over her chest.

Draco looked over at Harry. "Get out."

Harry threw his hands up in mock surrender. "Okay just maybe silence the room."

As Harry moved to leave he leaned over and whispered in Pansy's ear, "I would still love to take you to dinner." And with that he was gone.

As soon as the door shut Draco took out him wand, silenced the room, and summoned the fire whiskey out of his desk drawers.

"I would ask if you want a drink but obviously.." He motioned to her abdomen.

"Well I had sex in the loo at your wedding and then again later in his hotel room. And I unfortunately haven't had sex since then." Pansy couldn't help the blush crawling up her chest.

"Pansy that doesn't make sense the only person I saw you even remotely close with was Pott--"

Relaxation hit him and he drank his whiskey straight from the bottle.

"Does he know?"

"Did it look like he knew!?!!" She yelled and began to cry.

"I don't think i'll be able to handle my wife being pregnant and you at the same time." He walked around his desk and hugged his best friend.

#dramione #drabble #hansy #harry potter #pansy parkinson #hermione granger #draco malfoy #cross posted on twitter

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ao3feed-irondadspiderson · 9 months

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sending smoke signals

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49137316 by chaseyourstars Tony is a man with demons burdening his soul, Peter is a boy with ten words haunting his mind. Tony is anonymous, Peter is a concrete wall. OR: Tony promises to look into the case of the missing boy that is Peter Parker, and finds himself tangled in the webs of HYDRA and its secrets. Words: 4869, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Steve Rogers, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Bruce Banner, May Parker (Spider-Man), Ned Leeds, Happy Hogan, Pepper Potts, Harry Osborn, Norman Osborn, Thor (Marvel), Wanda Maximoff, Vision (Marvel), Hydra Agents Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Avengers Team & Peter Parker, May Parker (Spider-Man) & Peter Parker, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers Additional Tags: Hydra (Marvel), Hydra Peter Parker, Mystery, Found Family, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Peter Parker Whump, Assassin Peter Parker, Peter Parker is a Little Shit, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Whump, these tags are all over the place, Inspired by a Phoebe Bridgers Song, Song: Smoke Signals (Phoebe Bridgers), Mentioned Taylor Swift, Peter Parker Is A Taylor Swift Fan, and makes Tony one, Peter Parker Has a Family, The Avengers acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figures, The Avengers Love Peter Parker, Not Canon Compliant with Movie: Captain America: Civil War (2016), Post-Movie: Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015), after that the future movies don't matter, so you decide whether those happen or not, sorry that makes no sense, Missing Persons, Unreliable Narrator, Tony Stark Has Issues, BAMF Tony Stark, BAMF Peter Parker, Minor Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers, How Do I Tag, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Maybe - Freeform read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49137316

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #iron dad and spider son #spider son #iron dad #peter parker #tony stark

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descendantofthesparrow · 2 years

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S3 go to Auradon au but this is what they get into to start their little ‘maybe it isnt so bad’ thing like in canon

Uma; swim team, marine biology class/marine life club, aka being surrounded who love and apricate the things she does/ who she is (cough sea goddess)

Harry; ROAR, sailing club, sneaking into the kitchen to bake (yes im straight up stealing from @hanas-headcanons, Ms. Potts becomes one of Harry’s parental figures and none of you can stop us) mostly the same arc as Jay but Harry takes just a bit longer to flow into it/realize he doesn't have to constantly watch his back in Auradon

Gil; cheerleading, catches one of the cheerleader's (maybe audrey to kickstart her own little ‘maybe not so bad’ arc) during a failed stunt/tourney practice (coach wanted him to try out cuz Gil is a fukin unit, Gil ended up fitting in better with Cheer), just happy to be there and be supportive (he’s a base duh) just imagine Gil in as a cheerleader, please. hypes up his team and realized his muscles/strength can be used in ways of support and not to hurt people.

and where is Ben in all of this? just encouraging them to branch out and explore themselves/Auradon, not letting Gil be shamed for joining the cheer team (cuz you know chad is an asshole like that for some reason) mans just an extra supportive bean that wiggles his way into the sea 3′s group

#disney descendants #sea three #s3 go to Auradon first au #writing #idk might do this for my stupid time heist thing if i ever get to it #harry hook descendants #gil descendants #uma descendants

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raepritewrites · 3 months

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Yet another ficlet that I don't feel like putting on ao3, enjoy!

Blood is Thicker

Marvel x Young Justice AU

TEEN for kidnapping and blood mentioned

Ocs: Heather and Harry Parker

Cheshire and probably Lex Luther, haven't thought that far ahead

“Experiment 337 is not progressing as predicted. The chemical chains are breaking down faster than the team had anticipated, making the solution inoperable for further testing,” Heather squinted down the microscope in front of her, watching the tiny world on the slide deteriorate like a building imploding.

“Fuck,” she added, hoping FRIDAY knew that part shouldn’t be on the official lab report. “I really thought we had it that time.” She pushed back from the microscope on her rolling stool, rubbing her eyes. It was late; she’d been here since six am and it was nearing two am now. At least Stark Industries paid really great for overtime.

She and her team had been working relentlessly on their newest theories to “unlock human potential” as Pepper Potts had put it to the investors. Tony later said that was fancy talk for “curing cancer”, and Heather had told him that was a gross understatement.

If Heather and her colleagues were correct, and they were ninety-eight percent sure they were, human genetics held the key to curing some of the worst ailments suffered worldwide. They were also, even before Tony or anyone else could say it, well aware that it sounded like something a supervillain would state. But the numbers didn’t lie - they’d spent a long time theorizing before they had ever gotten close to the lab testing phase, and human testing was practically lightyears away.

What had never been included in the official reports was Heather’s suspicion that her own genetics might hold the key they were looking for. She was sorely tempted in moments like this, when yet another experiment failed, to grab a syringe and draw just a small blood sample.

Just a few drops, that might be all she needed to make a breakthrough… but she always stopped that thought cold.

Now that was a supervillain origin story just waiting to happen - a scientist starts experimenting on herself in desperation for answers. She could name half a dozen villains off the top of her head with that exact backstory, and she refused to become a statistic on principle alone.

Maybe it was time to call it a night. Or a day, rather. She was supposed to be off tomorrow. Today, whatever.

She’d use that time to catch up on sleep, cuddle with her fiance, and maybe return Nightwing’s phone call. Maybe.

If it had been Dick calling her, she wouldn’t have hesitated for her ‘adopted’ brother. However, it had definitely been Nightwing calling over her comms line this past week. He was asking for a favor, a mask related favor, and she really was starting to regret not burning that bridge.

She still loved helping people, but that’s why she’d pushed herself so hard to obtain her biochemical engineering degree. This, her research, helped people long term.

Masks could help with the immediate disasters, sure, but there was always another one looming on the horizon. The hunt never ended. And she was tired of the hunt. She was tired of chasing something she wasn’t even sure she wanted anymore.

She’d thought as a teenager that superheroing would give her closure. Her father had died saving her. Surely carrying on his legacy in the mask would honor his memory, would give her a sense of purpose. But it had never really filled the hole in her heart left by his absence.

Her father was gone, and the only way she could give herself closure was to keep moving forward, not stay stuck in the past.

“Alright FRIDAY,” She finally said with a sigh, hopping off her stool and stretching her back. “I think it’s time for me to go home.” As usual, she felt the danger just a fraction of a second too late.

"So soon, Ms Parker? But we just got here," said a female voice sweetly.

Heather acted more startled than she actually was, whirling around and 'accidentally' knocking an empty plastic vial tray off the counter.

Two men of standard bodyguard build, and a woman that she was unfortunately very familiar with had somehow made it all the way to the 24th floor of the SI building, bypassing multiple security checkpoints, and even FRIDAY herself.

In very classic fashion, Heather asked the logical question first. "How the hell did you get up here?"

"That's not important," the woman said, the wide stretched grin of her mask unnerving even to someone who'd seen it many times.

"Pretty sure my boss would disagree. I'm assuming FRIDAY is offline?" Heather crossed her arms, trying to look uncomfortable by the intruders while actually hiding her fingers that were pushing the beacon hidden in her watch.

"She's been locked out of this floor temporarily. Just long enough for us to collect you, Ms Parker," Cheshire replied, running her gloved finger idly along a countertop as she wandered the room.

Heather knew she was probably looking for extra security measures, but this high up in the building, it was just FRIDAY - which normally was more than enough. "And what can I do for you, Miss…?" She raised an expectant eyebrow.

"Call me Cheshire," the half-Vietnamese woman said with a bow.

Considering you're Artemis' sister, I should probably be calling you a cousin by now, Heather thought. "Cute. You didn't answer my other question. What do you want?"

"My employer is looking for some specialized assistance. They decided you were the perfect candidate for the job." Cheshire was idly twirling one of her blades on the spotless lab counters.

Heather shouldn't have been surprised the woman talked about abducting scientists in the same way one discussed the weather, and yet…

"Wow," Heather said dryly. "I finally reached the point in my career where someone deemed me smart enough to kidnap. I'm flattered."

"Don't be silly, Ms Parker. We’re not here to kidnap you. You're going to come willingly."

Heather snorted. "Yeah right."

Cheshire seemed more amused than usual as she sauntered closer. "I'm perfectly serious. In approximately one and a half minutes, you're going to walk out of the lab with my associates and I. You will tell the AI that you're going of your own free will, and that everything is fine. We will walk out of the building together, get into our vehicle and make our leave. Nice, clean, simple."

"No amount of money in the world could ever convince me to go build some maniac a dirty bomb, or whatever your boss wants me to do," Heather stated firmly.

"Oh but the prize being offered here is… well, quite priceless," Cheshire nodded her head towards her backup muscle. One of the men pulled a smartphone from his coat pocket, tapped it a few times and held it up where Heather could see the screen.

Heather felt the blood drain from her face as her stomach clenched. On the other end of the video call was her little brother, Harry, bound hand and foot to a chair in a dark room and gagged. There was a blossoming bruise barely visible beneath his shaggy bangs, and a tear in his favorite denim jacket, but he otherwise looked unharmed. Terrified yes, but alive.

After a moment, Heather found her voice. "I don't know who your boss is, but he's made a very big mistake," she glared at the masked woman. "If anything happens to him, heads will roll."

"Like I said," Cheshire said coyly as she turned away. "I knew you'd come willingly."

Heather swallowed the insults that flooded her mouth, knowing Cheshire was just the messenger. She tapped her anger down into a small box in her chest, focusing on logic instead.

Yes, these people had Harry. Did they know she and her brother were enhanced? It was unlikely, given that they'd tied her brother with what looked to be standard hardware store rope. Then this had nothing to do with their secret identities or their step-father’s. Knowing that gave her the smallest advantage but also put her in an interesting bind.

She could still refuse to go with them and rescue Harry herself. She could get a message to Peter, or the League, and let them bust Cheshire's employer. Problem was, she didn't know where Harry was, or who had him. If she didn't play this right, she could blow all of their secrets.

On the other hand, if she didn't play at all, Harry would die.

"Dammit," she muttered, dropping her arms in defeat. "Alright, just… Let me grab my bag."

"Oh please, allow my associate to help you," Cheshire offered, as the man not holding the video feed of her brother picked up her purse and jacket. "I wouldn't want you getting any funny ideas about calling the police. After all, you're coming with us willingly, remember?"

The man pulled her phone out of her purse and left it purposefully sitting on one of the counters, like Heather had put it down and forgotten about it. He made a grabbing motion with his hand. "Smartwatch too, Ms Parker."

Heather gritted her teeth but removed her watch, handing it over. It was placed neatly beside the phone as he offered her her jacket.

So much for my civilian beacon. I don't have my backup with me either, she thought, shrugging into her jacket and accepting her purse. She gave the video feed one more glance and felt a new resolve harden in her gut.

I'm coming, baby brother, just hang on.

When she and her three new friends walked out of the lab, FRIDAY's voice greeted her instantly. "Ms Parker, I have been out of contact with you for two minutes and forty-three seconds. Is everything okay?"

Cheshire gave her a pointed look.

Heather took a deep breath. "Everything is fine, FRIDAY. I'm leaving here of my own free will. Please, make sure to tell my dad I have to postpone our meeting until later, something has come up."

She held her breath, hoping her 'friends' wouldn't find anything wrong in her words that could get her brother killed. She knew FRIDAY was one of the smartest AI's on the planet, and even if she wouldn't know exactly why Heather’s words were off, she would know to share them with the right people.

FRIDAY processed her words for a long heartbeat. "Very well, Ms Parker. Have a good evening."

The AI opened the elevator for them, and soon they were dropping down into the parking garage. The three led Heather to a nondescript black SUV, and within moments they were pulling into late night traffic. The two men were in the front seat, Cheshire and herself in the middle row. Once the Stark Industries building was out of sight, Heather’s voice was like ice. "How do I know that your boss will release my brother when they get what they want?"

"You have my word," Cheshire promised coolly. "I have no intention of breaking up a family."

"Right," Heather drawled, unimpressed. "I suppose you won't tell me what they want until we arrive."

"And spoil the surprise?"

Heather rolled her eyes. "Mmhmm. Listen, I've been going nonstop for about twenty hours now, so I'm going to get some sleep. I'd appreciate it if no one stabbed me before I got to see my brother."

"You've got it, sunshine. Pleasant dreams," Cheshire cooed at her smugly.

Heather glared at her hard enough that she could see the woman stiffen. "I meant what I said, Cheshire. I don't care what happens to me, but if anything befalls my brother, I won't rest until everyone responsible is dead. You have my word on that." With that said, she leaned back in the leather seat and closed her eyes, trying to ignore the mental images of yet another loved one lying in a pool of blood at her feet.

Harry didn't know what was happening, and as someone who was usually in the loop, he did not enjoy the feeling.

He'd been on campus, leaving a party much later than his mom would have liked him to be, but he didn't have class the following day, and he'd been in a festive mood.

He had gotten a girl's number from the party, which didn't happen often to a Parker (or a Reilly for that matter). Her name was Sabrina, she was an art major, she loved dogs and wanted to paint a wall mural somewhere in the city - and he had her number!

Harry had been so happy walking back to his dorm that he hadn't paid his spider sense any mind until rough arms were dragging him down an alley.

At first, he'd thought it was a mugging, but then his three assailants were trying to shove a chemical soaked rag over his mouth and nose. He'd taken a deep breath of the stuff before his head caught up with what was happening to his body.

He threw two of his attackers off with just a fraction of his enhanced strength, and punched the third in the jaw. He turned to run for help when the chloroform seemed to catch up with him, speeding through his system from his rapid heartbeat. He staggered, tripping over a garbage can and landing roughly on his hands and knees. He opened his mouth to call for help when he was tackled from behind, knocking the air from his lungs.

Harry flipped onto his back, trying to aim a punch at the man's throat but his slowed reflexes meant the hit just glanced off of his attacker's shoulder. The man retaliated with a punch to Harry's temple, bouncing his skull against the concrete. Harry blinked the stars from his eyes as the other two men pinned him down and forced the rag over his face again. He tried to hold his breath, but the man straddling him had a knee pressed against his diaphragm, making him more and more aware of his need for oxygen.

Harry kicked his legs weakly, desperately, trying to tug his arms free but soon his lungs burned for air. He took in a desperate gasp and instantly felt his head swim as darkness took over his vision.

When Harry woke up sometime later, he was bound to a metal chair bolted to the floor, cotton in his mouth and sticky tape sealing his lips. He took several minutes to clear the fog from his brain and take stock of his situation. The room was dark except for a single light bulb hanging above him, its weak light only illuminating a ten foot radius. He was alone, as far as he could tell, and that made him more nervous.

He very carefully flexed his muscles and knew instantly he could free himself. Clearly, whoever had grabbed him didn't know his secret. So, that eliminated the Spiderman angle, or at least the Stinger angle. So why was he here?

Outside of his extra curricular activities with his dad and occasionally his sister, there was nothing remarkable about Harry. He'd gotten into college on a soccer scholarship, he made average to good grades, his parents weren't rich, and he wasn't in any kind of fraternity which eliminated the odds of this being a hazing gone way too far.

He couldn't even say that Harry Parker had enemies. He was generally well liked by most of his class - even Malcolm Washington, the little prick, didn't rank any higher than a traditional sports rival. Stinger had enemies, that was for sure; ones he'd inherited from his dad, and ones he'd made on his own just from fighting the good fight.

But if these people wanted Stinger, why tie him up with regular rope and leave him unguarded? That didn't make sense.

Suddenly, a door Harry hadn't noticed before opened and someone cast in shadow from the light outside stepped in. Harry squinted against the bright light, eyes struggling to adjust from the dark. It looked like whoever it was had a long metal object in their hand, and a spike of panic went through him.

The shadowy person approached deliberately and Harry willed himself not to outwardly react, even when his heart threatened to bust its way out of his chest. The person paused just outside of the circle of light and took the long metal object, which Harry finally recognized as a tripod, and set it up in front of him. They placed a smartphone onto the tripod so it faced Harry, and stepped back further into the shadows.

Harry narrowed his eyes in confusion, but with the wad of whatever-it-was shoved in his mouth, he couldn't ask what the hell was happening. He didn't have to wait long, though.

A video call came across the screen and the shadowy person answered it. Harry at first stared back at his own disheveled reflection in the camera before the call connected, and suddenly he was staring at his big sister's pale face. Her voice came over the tinny speaker, furious as her gaze switched from him to someone off-screen. "I don't know who your boss is, but he's made a very big mistake. If anything happens to him, heads will roll." He’d only heard her sound so angry a few times before. It wasn’t her Scarlet Spider voice, not exactly, but it was very very close.

"Like I said," A mystery woman responded. "I knew you'd come willingly."

Harry’s confusion only deepened as he watched a myriad of emotions cross his sister’s face. Who were these people? What did they want from Heather? It couldn’t have been ransom, she didn’t have any more money than his parents did.

He’d found that strange when he was younger, since his sister was friends with not just one but two billionaires, but she’d explained to him that she wanted to earn her own way through the world - not rely on charity or favors. While she had accepted the scholarships that put her through college from Wayne Foundations and Stark Industries, she’d made their respective CEO’s promise to actually consider other candidates’ essays, instead of just picking hers because they knew her. Wayne and Stark had assured her that she’d won them fair and square with the handful of other candidates. And then Heather had gone and interrogated Pepper Potts and Dick Grayson to make sure it was actually true before accepting them.

“-you’re coming with us willingly, remember?” The mystery woman on the call said, forcing Harry to halt his scattered thoughts and focus on what was happening.

Heather surrendered her phone and smartwatch, looking like she was swallowing a lemon as she did. He knew why too. Her watch had a distress beacon built into it for civilian emergencies. Without her watch, the likelihood of someone finding them had dwindled significantly. She turned back to the phone and met his gaze through the feed, a familiar look of steely protectiveness in her eyes before the call was cut off.

When he was younger, he’d found his sister’s protectiveness annoying at best and overbearing at worst. He was his own person, with his own powers, and could take care of himself. If he wasn’t worried about blowing his status as enhanced, he could bust himself out of here right now. He hated that he was being used as leverage against his sister for… something.

He couldn’t begin to imagine what they would want from her. Sure, Heather knew a lot of people, but most of those connections were strictly through the mask. The few she knew that were of public knowledge - Bruce Wayne, Tony Stark, a few of the X-Men - nobody outside her inner circle had any idea how deep those connections went. As far as the world at large was concerned, she and Dick Grayson had met at a charity event as teenagers and remained friends, Tony Stark was her boss along with thousands of others, and her fiance was a retired member of the X-Men. Not exactly blackmail material.

The shadowy figure had left at some point during Harry’s musings, leaving the tripod and phone behind and cutting off the outside light. The dim lighting and bareness of the room once again set his nerves on edge.

Harry wasn’t one to spook easily, but his spider senses seemed to be stretching out taut as a bow string, searching for danger or stimulus of any kind. He was restless and wished he could get up and pace the room.

Heather had explained to him that the spider sense was a kind of precognition. It was an extension of what most people referred to as a sixth sense; the creeping feeling you got when you instinctually knew something was wrong, but multiplied by a hundred.

When the sense had finally come to him fully, he’d been so nauseous with vertigo he laid in bed for three days, choking down clear liquids and saltine crackers only to throw them back up a few hours later. Heather had stayed by his side the entire time, coaching him through reining in the power until it didn’t overwhelm him.

“It��s a muscle, Harry. Think of it like your diaphragm,” Heather had explained to him in a soft voice. He’d had his eyes pinched closed as tight as they would go, his head exploding with sounds and colors. He could hear traffic from outside their apartment like it was right beside him. He could hear every baby crying, and every neighbor in their building as they cleaned or talked or watched television or vacuumed or made dinner.

It was too much, it was all too much.

“Breathe Harry. Come on, little brother, breathe. Focus on the sound of my voice, on my heartbeat and nothing else. Your spider sense is trying to find danger that isn’t there, constricted as tight as if you were holding your breath. Let it relax, let it acknowledge that you’re safe, and then reel it back one breath at a time.” Heather and pressed her forehead to his as she sat on the edge of his bed, taking his hand and guiding it to the pulse point in her neck. “Breathe, one two. Breathe, one two. That’s it little brother.”

Harry closed his eyes now and focused his breathing, focused on the pounding of his heart that sounded so loud in his ears. Slowly, his spider sense uncoiled itself from around his throat, his breaths evening out as his brain reasserted control. Yes, he was in a bad spot. Yes, he and his sister were in danger. But it wasn’t anything they couldn’t handle together.

His spider sense returned to it’s normal hum at the base of his skull - a snake ready to strike when danger reared it’s head, but also content to let its prey come to it. It was his constant companion, as much as it was for his sister, and their fathers before them.

Harry opened his eyes, frowning at that thought. His fathers. He rarely thought about his birth father, Ben, these days. Peter was the only father he’d ever known, though the man wasn’t always worthy of the title.

To his credit, Peter had really stepped up during Harry’s high school years, becoming a more prominent presence in his life than he’d ever been previously. Did it make up for the years Peter had squandered, too lost in self pity and hatred? No, not really, but the effort was appreciated.

Yet despite Peter’s shortcomings, Ben didn’t weigh on Harry’s mind the way he knew the man did for his older sister. Heather would probably never recover emotionally from the loss of their biological father, and the bitterness she had towards their stepfather ran deep. Oh sure, she’d taken steps. She’d attended therapy sessions, surrounded herself with friends who understood - at least to a degree - what it was like to lose a parent, even if it wasn’t in quite the same way as she had. She had made a kind of peace with the tragedy that stole Ben away from them before Harry was even born, but it was unclear whether she’d ever really forgive Peter’s role in her trauma. Despite her personal feelings, she didn’t seem to begrudge the close bond that Peter now shared with Harry and their younger sister Audrey.

“I don’t want you two to grow up to become jaded like me,” She’d told him once when it was just the two of them. “There’s only room for one black sheep in this family, and I’ve laid claim to it. You and Audrey should have the dad that I never really got.”

“It’s not like he wasn’t there,” Harry had argued at the time. He’d been eighteen and certain he knew how the world worked.

Heather had been twenty-three. Her smile had been so sad, just remembering it hurt. “Not in the ways it mattered,” was all she said.

Harry was twenty-one now, and while he better understood his sister’s perspective, he also knew that this was something they’d never truly see eye to eye on.

Harry's thoughts continued to wander as he waited in darkness. He wondered if his roommate Josh had noticed his absence. If he'd called his parents. Was his dad out looking for him now? He wondered if he'd see his mom again, or get to hug his adorably bratty thirteen year old sister one more time. Just as his thoughts were really beginning to spiral, the door opened again. He jerked his head up, squinting as he was once more blinded by the light.

"Harry!" Heather cried, running to him. She cupped his cheeks gently as she examined the bruise he could feel on his temple, eyes glittering suspiciously. "Are you okay?"

Fine, he tried to say, only to remember the gag.

Heather turned her head to glare at her escorts, while keeping a reassuring grip on her brother's broad shoulders. "Let him go. You've got me here, you don't need him anymore."

"Unfortunately, he will have to remain our guest for a little longer," Cheshire said, and Harry suddenly recognized it was her voice he'd heard on the video call. "Do as my employer asks, and he will be released."

Harry felt more than saw the tremble of rage that slid down Heather’s spine, his spider sense warning him of the very real harm his sister was capable of when provoked.

She seemed to give herself a five count to control her anger, before turning back to him. She smiled forcefully, leaning down to wrap her arms around his shoulders and bury her face in his neck. Only he could hear her as she breathed, "don't worry. Peter will be here soon. Play along until I can get us out of this."

Harry leaned his head toward her in response, grunting softly in acknowledgement. She pulled back enough to kiss his cheek and said loudly enough for everyone to hear, "I'm sorry you got dragged into this, baby brother. Everything will be fine, okay?" She carded her fingers through his dirty hair, seemingly on the verge of tears, but he knew her well enough to see they were fake.

He played along, nodding with wide eyes, letting his Adam's apple bob nervously as he looked between his sister and the muscular guards. Playing the part of a scared victim was almost too easy. Mary Jane had given all of her children acting lessons to help maintain their secret identities. She always joked they would need it, since Peter was a terrible actor.

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𝒘𝒊𝒑 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕!

❝ NATURAL ROMANCE ❞

pairing: ron weasley x male! reader

fandom: harry potter

request: Ron Weasley x male reader where reader is friends with the golden trio, and he plans to confess their feelings for Ron. Until one day he sees Ron being lovey with Lavender Brown, ofc reader doesn’t know Rons under a love potion so he becomes heart broken. After Ron is no longer effected by the potion, Hermione/Harry tell Ron why reader has been so down lately, So Ron goes to Reader to confess to him instead. Maybe a few fluffy kisses

status: planning

❝ BEES ❞

pairing: mischa bachinski x gn! reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: can you do smth on mischa bachinski x female reader

status: not started

❝ STAYING ❞

pairing: erik destler x gn! reader

fandom: phantom of the opera

request: Marlee my gal, since you’re closing requests tomorrow I’m gonna try to get a few in before that, SO: may I please request an Erik Destler/The Phantom piece with the prompt “I’m not going anywhere”?

status: not started

❝ LITTLE ORPHAN A-HOLE ❞

pairing: mischa bachinski x gn!reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: could i get a mischa fic/blurb of like. sunshine theatre kid ! s/o and grumpy choir kid ! mischa <333 combining my fav tropes into one <3 if you need a prompt maybe ocean says something mean to his s/o and theyre sad :( so he comforts them <3

status: not started

❝ LITTLE DUMBASS ❞

pairing: noel gruber x male! reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: okay so yeah little brother reader, say he didn’t like going on rollercoasters much so he could prove his older brother wrong, reader went on the cyclone. Say reader survived the accident just for a bit, so it was Jane and reader who would’ve been the last to die. Reader *could’ve* been saved but his wound was already too severe bc reader kinda broke free from paramedics and went to find his brother but once he did he died. In the limbo thing on how Jane gets introduced which is how Reader gets introduced to the choir when Noel sees reader he immediately goes over to his lil bro and protective big brother mode gets turned on. So i’ll leave u slight bits on creativity so i’ll u choose how it would end ;)

status: not started

❝ PICNIC ❞

pairing: mischa bachinski x fem! reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: could you maybe do mischa bachinski/fem reader maybe maybe if you aren’t too tired or too busy 🙏🙏please

status: not started

❝ BOOK DATE ❞

pairing: ricky potts x gn! reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: him and his s/o going to a bookshop together

status: not started

❝ AFTERNOON NAP❞

pairing: ricky potts x gn! reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: ANOTHER RICKY REQUEST HEHEH OKAY SO Like imagine taking a nap with him

status: not started

❝ FLOWERS❞

pairing: noel gruber x male! reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: hi!! could i get a noel gruber x male reader? just super fluffy and cute? thanks!

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: mischa bachinski x gn! reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: can I ask for a mischa x sensitive reader fic where when they first meet, he’s really mean to them without realising how much it upsets them, so the other members of the choir all make him apologise and then they end up becoming friends? and maybe even start dating

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: mischa bachinski x gn! reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: i come to request an angst fic for mischa, so basically a gn or male reader, ur choice. Say reader is mischa’s little sibling, most of the time the two would be together despite his sibling, the reader having to go to their band practice from time to time. The day of the accident came, reader couldn’t go with mischa bc of it being something for the choir, so it wasn’t until reader came up on a news article about the accident and that their brother, mischa had died. Mischa’s and reader’s adoptive parents didn’t seem to care that he was gone.

status: not started

❝ MISCHA WITH A LATINA S/O❞

pairing: mischa bachinski x fem! reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: mischa with a latina s/o hcs?

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: five hargreeves x gn!reader

fandom: the umbrella academy

request: Reader is also a Hargreaves who is an illusionist (kind of like Loki (my bbg)), and is close with Five. So when Five time jumps reader is just heartbroken, but when he comes back reader isn’t at the house with the rest of them so he goes to their apartment to see them. Only reader doesn’t believe he’s actually there because they make apparitions of him too often so they just assume it’s their power doing this to them.

status: not started

❝ THE CROWS WITH A PICKY S/O❞

pairing: the crows x gn! reader

fandom: six of crows

request: could i pretty pls get some hcs for the crows and a picky eater s/o?

status: not started

❝ HORT AND AN EVER S/O ❞

pairing: hort of bloodbrook x gn!reader

fandom: the school for good and evil

request: may i perhaps get some headcanons for hort and an ever s/o 😎

status: not started

❝ CONNOR AND A S/O WHO LIKES READING ❞

pairing: connor bailey x gn!reader

fandom: the land of stories

request: im BACK with my connor bullshit so im politely asking for some headcanons of him and a s/o who likes reading

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: connor bailey x gn! reader

fandom: the land of stories

request: oh look another connor request because i can 🤞 could i get mayhaps a little blurb <3 of him <3 asking reader out <3 i lov connor bailey <3

status: not started

❝ DATING DUSTIN HENDERSON❞

pairing: dustin henderson x gn! reader

fandom: stranger things

request: i should do my hw bc its due tmr but anyways have another request <33 [deep breath] CAN I HAVE HEADCANONS FOR DATING DUSTIN FROM STRANGER THINGS PSLPSLPSL or max i love max sm

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: noel gruber x gn!reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: hiiee!! do you think you could do a like a platonic noel gruber x gn reader?? thank youu :3

status: not started

❝ MISCHA WITH A S/O WHO DANCES ❞

pairing: mischa bachinski x gn! reader

random: ride the cyclone

request: mischa bachinski with a s/o who dances? (cumbia, ballet, etc)

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: benedict bridgerton x reader

fandom: bridgerton

request: So, I'm here to request something for Benedict Bridgerton CAUSE HE'S MY BOY AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH Can you please write something with him and the reader with the trope of "Childhood friends to lovers"? Love you

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: sirius black x reader

fandom: harry potter

request: could i request introverted/anxious reader x sirius black? maybe where he feels comfortable opening up to them or smth? im happy with either a fic or headcanons, whatever ud rather do

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: rafal mistral x fem! reader

fandom: the school for good and evil

request: What if.. Rafal, falls in love with a reader who is a Princess, and is good, but he becomes possessive towards her, so what if... The reader was actually betrothed to his brother? Like she was his fiancé? And when Rafal killed Rhian, reader was coming to meet the brothers, and saw the whole ordeal? Rafal got angry on reader but before he could do anything, reader jumped down the cliff with Rhian, because she had fallen in love with him? Now.. The plot twist.. Years later, reader, Aggie and Sophie come to the school of good and evil, reader always used to hide her face because her mother had told so, she had aggie were dropped of at the school of good, and surprisingly, reader fitted really well there, then, accidentally, Headmistress Dovey saw reader without a mask when she was about to.. I guess wash her face or something? Like the mask only covered half her face.. So Dovey grabbed reader's wrist and took her in front of a huge portrait, of Reader's ancestor, who was Rhian's fiancé, which made reader feel confident with her face, and next day she went to the canteen without the mask, surprising every one, and when 'Rhian' (who we all know was Rafal) saw her, was shook to his core.. And Dovey next to him was all emotional about how sad and happy 'Rhian' must be feeling seeing his lover's descendant. Actually reader had descended from her ancestor's sibling.. Rest is all upto you author...hope u liked it..

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: darry curtis x gn!reader

fandom: the outsiders

request: CNA U PSLPLSPLSPLSPLS WRITE EITHER A DARRY OR CURLY FIC?!?!?! U HAVE FREE REIGN OVER THE PROMPT AND STUFF BUR IF U NEED ONE JUST LMK!!

status: not started

❝ DATING CAROL DANVERS ❞

pairing: carol danvers x gn! reader

fandom: captain marvel (mcu)

request: i'm here to request for (obvi) the mcu, but specifically miss carol danvers! could you write some headcanons for dating her? i love her sm oml-

status: not started

❝ DATING DAPHNE BLAKE ❞

pairing: daphne blake x gn! reader

fandom: scooby doo

request: could i get hcs for dating daphne

status: planning

❝ DENSI HEADCANONS ❞

pairing: dex dizznee x jensi babblos

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: hi hi hi fellow densi shipper?? i love them???? tel me more !!!!!!

status: planning

❝ FITZ VACKER WITH A SHY S/O ❞

pairing: fitz vacker x gn! reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: fitz vacker with a shy s/o pls 🥺

status: not started

❝ VALKYRIE WITH A SHY S/O ❞

pairing: valkyrie x gn!reader

fandom: thor (mcu)

request: OKAY OKAY!! so you're now writing for the loml, so i have to ask.....could i request some headcanons for being a shy/quiet person and dating king valkyrie? I JUST LOVE HER SM OML- anyway thanks in advance, ilysm

status: not started

❝ OCEAN WITH A S/O WHOS THE OPPOSITE OF HER ❞

pairing: ocean o’connell rosenberg x gn!reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: can I get some hcs of ocean with a reader thats the complete opposite of her? reader is shy, puts in the lowest effort as long as they can get away with it, etc. ty!

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: mischa bachinski x gn!reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: please do hurt/comfort mischa bachinski 🙏🙏😭😭😭😭😭😭😭🥹🥹🥹🥹

status: not started

❝ BEING ELEVENS OLDER SISTER ❞

pairing: eleven hopper x fem!reader

fandom: stranger things

request: Hii!! I loved ur last post abt being Robins sibling, I was wondering if you could do some head cannons for being Elevens older sister?? Love ur blog sm btw

status: not started

❝ EPIPHANY ❞

pairing: pippin took x gn!reader

fandom: lord of the rings

request: can i ask for a fluffy fic/drabble about pippin realizing he's in love with the reader who's a member of the fellowship.

status: planning

❝ PEETA AND A FASHION OBSESSED S/O❞

pairing: peeta mellark x gn!reader

fandom: the hunger games

request: YOU SHOULD WRITE ME SOME HCS FOR PEETA WITH A FASHION OBSESSED S/O (me 😁)

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: robin buckley x fem!reader

fandom: stranger things

request: Can you do a robin buckley x sister reader where they're at school and someone asks reader out on a dare to make fun of her, and gets really upset and since they tell eachother everything, tells robin what happened and robin is super worried because reader is hyperventalating and she tells robin what happened and robin gets super protective and later finds out who made fun of her and you can decide the rest, do it in the most robin way you can think of.

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: minho x gn!reader

fandom: the maze runner

request: minho x reader FLUFF AND ANGST PLEASE (do what you want with this)

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: anthony bridgerton x reader

fandom: bridgerton

request: the loml x reader

status: not started

❝ MISCHA WITH A MUSICIAN S/O ❞

pairing: mischa bachinski x gn!reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: Hi !!! I was wondering if you could do headcanons for Mischa Bachinski who has a partner who’s a musician ? And he finds out and is like “WHAT NO WAY”

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: keefe sencen x gn!reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: keefe x Reader (Academic rivals to lovers or enemies to lovers) HURT/COMFORT I NEED ANGST PLEASE 🙏🙏🙏

status: not started

❝ SCIENCE PROJECT❞

pairing: ricky potts x gn!reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: hello bae!!! I saw you calling for ride the cyclone requests, so I was summoned!! what about a fluffy Ricky x reader, maybe partnered for a science project as an excuse to talk to each other??

status: writing

UNNAMED

pairing: mischa bachinski x gn!reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: Mischa Bachinski x gn!reader Soulmates auuuu pls pls pls pls it's the only thing that will bring happiness in my life

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: keefe sencen x gn!reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: LITERALLY ANY KEEFE X READER CONTENT PLEASE🙏🙏🙏

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: mischa bachinski x fem!reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: will you maybe pretty please maybe if you feel like it write smth hurt/comfort abt mischa bachinski / fem reader 😭😭🙏🙏

status: not started

❝ REUNION ❞

pairing: edmund pevensie x fem!reader

fandom: chronicles of narnia

request: Edmund gives his fiancée one last kiss before she allows him to leave. go help his siblings find the stag. she tells him that she’ll be waiting for him and theirs return. but he never does. yet she continues waiting hoping that one day her lover will return. She even waits for him when she entered Aslan Country. And finally after waiting for him for so long they’re finally reunited. a tearful reunion

status: planning

❝ DATING JOHANNA MASON ❞

pairing: johanna mason x fem!reader

fandom: the hunger games

request: helloo, can i request headcanons abt fem reader and johanna having a romantic relationship? how they navigate it bc of Johanna’s trauma, and overall how is it to be with her after the rebellion? please and thank u!!

status: writing!

❝ POLY WESPER X GN!READER HEADCANONS ❞

pairing: jesper fahey x reader x wylan van eck

fandom: six of crows, grishaverse

request: OOGLY BOOGLY you should write poly wesper hcs 😎😎

status: planning

❝ RAVI SINGH WITH AN ARTIST S/O ❞

pairing: ravi singh x gn!reader

fandom: a good girls guide to murder

request: HELLO!! soooo, ravi singh is literally the loml (💗) so could i request some headcanons for ravi with a s/o who loves to paint and do photography? thank you, ily

status: not started

❝ DATING MARVEL AND CATO ❞

pairing: marvel sanford x gn!reader, cato hadley x gn!reader

fandom: the hunger games

request: OMG ONG OMG HI XAN I GET HCS FOR DATING MARVEL OR CATO PLSPSLSPSLSLSP OMG

status: not started

❝ POLY! MARVEL AND CATO ❞

pairing: marvel sanford x gn!reader x cato hadley

fandom: the hunger games

request: oogly boogly biotch im BACK with another request <333 could i get poly!dating cato and marvel hcs ehehehhehe >:)

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: cato hadley x gn!reader

fandom: the hunger games

request: yr fav gremlin is back 😇😇 mayhaps can i get a hurt comfort blurb w cato (>:))) literally idc what happens i just want angsty fluff hehhsjdhs

status: not started

❝ PETER PEVENSIE WITH A S/O WHOS LOVE LANGUAGE IS WORDS OF AFFIRMATION ❞

pairing: peter pevensie x gn!reader

fandom: chronicles of narnia

request: peter pevensie with a reader who’s love language is words of affirmation pretty please???

status: planning

❝ IM FALLING FOR YOU ❞

pairing: zoya nazyalensky x fem!reader

fandom: shadow and bone

request: A ‘I’m falling for you’ with Zoya Nazyalensky pls! Where she admitted that she’s scared that she’s falling for the reader (f)

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: tam song x fem!reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Tam Song x fem reader about them just comforting each other? Like some cuddles and kisses. They’ve known each other since he and Linh met the group at Exillium, and have been dating in secret since a little while before they were both kidnapped by the Neverseen. They’re kind of just comforting each other over what they went through while they were there? sorry this is so specific 😅

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: nico di angelo x male reader

fandom: riordanverse

request: Can I request romantic Nico di angelo x male reader? Reader is a son of Apollo who’s like super good at archery and really loves the beach, if you can do some hurt/comfort that would be amazing, if not just fluff is good (for the hurt/comfort maybe Reader is like super jealous of the way both Nico and Will are super close with each other and Reader has like this huge crush on Nico.)

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: fred jones x gn!reader

fandom: scooby doo

request: hi, i love your writing! :D would it be ok to request a platonic fred jones x reader where both fred and the reader are autistic, and they support/uplift one another? i hope that's not too vague!

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: dean portman x m!reader

fandom: the mighty ducks

request: Hii am I able to request Dean Portman x M!Reader who is also goth and Bombay’s son? Like how would Bombay and the rest of the team react when they find out Dean and him are dating?

status: planning

❝ MISCHA BACHINKSI WITH A GF WHOS LIKE VERONICA SAWYER ❞

pairing: mischa bachinski x fem!reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: hello! i’m a new requester on here!! i was wondering if i could have some hc’s with mischa x fem! reader, who’s a lot like veronica from heathers, if you don’t mind!

status: not started

❝ CUDDLING WITH TWO-BIT MATTHEWS ❞

pairing: two-bit matthews x gn! reader

fandom: the outsiders

request: Heyyy Marlee 😼 do u think I could get some two bit mathews fluff? maybe cuddling or something

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: leo valdez x m!reader

fandom: riordanverse

request: Could you possibly do a leo valdez x male reader oneshot where they just started dating? The reader would be almost 6 ft, and while leo was talking to Percy or someone, reader would just come up and hug him from behind and rest his chin on his head. Leo would get all blushy and smiley?

status: planning

❝ AGATHA WITH A READER WHO BELIEVES IN FAIRYTALES ❞

pairing: agatha of woods beyond x fem! reader

fandom: the school for good and evil

request: Hello! Can i ask for a Agatha x female reader who believes in fairytales like Sophie, thank you!!

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: edmund pevensie x fem!reader

fandom: chronicles of narnia

request: like he comes into her store to get lucy some flowers for her birthday and he's like shit the florist is pretty and so he asks her what flowers he should get and they just bond over that????

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: neville long bottom x reader

fandom: chronicles of narnia/harry potter

request: Ok Ik this is a weird request but may I request a Neville Longbottom x reader one shot where the reader is the 5th Pevensie sibling and a royal of Narnia (I'm thinking Queen/King Y/n the Enduring) and it somehow slips out that their a royal of Narnia and how all of Hogwarts would react to someone like Y/n being with Neville. (I'm sorry if this is confusing)

status: not started

STAN WITH A GOLDEN RETRIEVER GF

pairing: stanley uris x fem! reader

fandom: IT (2017)

request: stan with a golden retriever gf afjgkjsdgndjf it's actually black cat x golden retriever

status: planning

EDMUND WITH A FIGHTER/BAKER READER

pairing: edmund pevensie x reader

fandom: chronicles of narnia

request: edmund with a reader who's a rlly good fighter and baker? cause those two things don't usually go together and he's just like woah what

status: planning

BILL WITH A SHY!BESTFRIEND

pairing: platonic!bill denbrough x reader

fandom: IT (2017)

request: edmund with a reader who's a rlly good fighter and baker? cause those two things don't usually go together and he's just like woah what

status: planning

EDDIE WITH A SINGER!READER

pairing: eddie kaspbrak x fem!reader

fandom: IT (2017)

request: eddie k with a singer!reader aghhhhhh like she's just humming to herself and he's like wait hold on do that again

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: peter pevensie x reader

fandom: chronicles of narnia

request: so basically peter x reader but she takes a hit for him and he's like u idiot why did u do that and she's like cause u were gonna die?? and then he's just taking care of her and peter fussing over her and being her doctor???

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: platonic! caspian x fem!reader x peter pevensie

fandom: chronicles of narnia

request: like she's kinda falling for peter and caspian is her best friend/wingman???

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: tam song x fem!reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: Could you write a tam song x female reader? Reader goes to his place for a study session but he starts to get sidetracked and they just end up drowning each other in kisses :>

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: platonic!kaz brekker x fem!reader

fandom: grishaverse

request: Hi! Could i please ask for Kaz Brekker platonically comforting reader who is struggling with sensory overload? Gender neutral or female please? And maybe she has certain stims that signal it, like rocking back and forth, biting their lip, can't talk, and shaking their hands a lot?

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: annabeth chase x fem!poc!reader

fandom: riordanverse

request: hello! can i request annabeth chase x fem!poc!reader (romantic) (with a childhood friends to lovers trope) and the idea is that the reader is a child of apollo but doesn't carry the usual traits as a child of apollo. for example, she has black hair, is mostly introverted. kinda like if a child had apollo as their godfather but had the personality traits as a child of hades and she doesn't really talk to most of the other camp members but she confides in annabeth for literally everything because they've known eachother since they were young. it's only when she realizes that she's crushing on annabeth that she decides to bring it up with the rest of the cabin one night. her siblings attempt to convince her to ask her out but the reader believes that annabeth likes percy. so basically just mutual pining crosses childhood friends to lovers 😭 im sorry this was so long 😭

status: not started

HUSBAND PETER HCS

pairing: peter pevensie x fem!reader

fandom: chronicles of narnia

request: Could you do headcanons for how Peter Pevensie is with his wife (Narnia golden age), and just all the sweet romantic things just like holding hands and dancing together and that sort of this (not smutty please) and the how he is with his eventual kids in Narnia and basically just a bunch of sweet happy family fluff?

status: not started

CONNOR WITH A THEATRE KID S/O

pairing: connor bailey x reader

fandom: land of stories

request: u shoukd write connor with a theatre kid s/o 😊😊

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: elissabat x reader

fandom: monster high

request: elissabat x gn reader please :3 (angst if u don't mind :3)

status: not started

DEUCE, CLAWD AND HEATH WITH A GIRLY GF

pairing: deuce/clawd/heath x fem!reader

fandom: monster high

request: pookie wookie snookums sugar plum berry pie !!! can i get deuce/clawd/heath w a girly girl gf 🤭 (im delulu)

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: draculaura x reader

fandom: monster high

request: can u do draculaura x gn reader? idc if it's angst or fluff :3

status: not started

DRACULAURA WITH A GOTHIC!LOLITA!S/O

pairing: draculaura x reader

fandom: monster high

request: OMAGHSHAA MARS YOUBWRITE FOR MOSNTER HIGHAHDUEJW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COULD I PLS REQUEST A DRACULAURA X GOTHIC LOLITA READER???? LIKEHWHSUAU!!! THEM SHARING CLOTHES AND DOINF EACHOTHERS HAIR AND MAKEUP AND LOOKING THROUGH MAGAZINES!!!!!!! ok ifngorw all of this im feral for laura

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: lucy pevensie x fem!reader

fandom: chronicles of narnia

request: I have a request can you do a lucy pevensie x female reader where reader gets injured during a battle and Lucy takes care of reader (reader and Lucy are dating)

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: andrew clark x male!reader

fandom: the breakfast club

request: The masterlist came out only a day ago but already ANDREW CLARK X MALE READER I’M BEGGING- maybe something to include Andrew being sort of taken aback by liking a dude, but he knows they’ve been getting closer so he confesses and just some fluff y’know

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: tam song x reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: I think it’s canon that Tam is super protective of his hair-like he’ll go into Iggy destruction mode if someone (other than Lihn) messes with it. But imagine this: the gang is at Black Swan hideout catching a break and Keefe is talking abt how Tam loves his hair and doesn’t let anyone touch it. Reader just looks shocked and is like: “huh?” then tam walks in a flops down between the readers legs facing his firneds and bump his head against their hands telling them to play with his hair and when they do he’s practically purring. cue the squad looking shocked. tam isn’t bothered as it is a way of calming down for him-doesn’t even react when Keefe starts teasing

status: not started

DATING TAM SONG PART 2

pairing: tam song x reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: any more headcanons for dating tam song (kotlc)? 👀👀👀👀

status: not started

JASON GRACE BF HEADCANONS

pairing: jason grace x reader

fandom: riordanverse

request: can i request jasón grace bf hcs pls? ur keefe ones were so cute

status: planning

JAMIE REYNOLDS HEADCANONS

pairing: jamie reynolds x gn reader

fandom: a good girls guide to murder

request: Can i get some Jamie headcannons?

status: not started

RTC WITH A BILINGUAL READER

pairing: ride the cyclone characters x reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: Hi there! I'm not too sure if you're requests are open but I was wondering if I could ask for a rtc characters hcs with an s/o who showed up to the choir for auditions and ended up speaking and singing in a foreign language? Thanks!

status: not started

MISCHA WITH A GIRLY GF

pairing: mischa bachinski x fem reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: POOKIE BEAR 😁😁😁 u should write mischa with a ditzy gf 😚 or like a girly gf bc why not ‼️ ILYSM MWAH MWAH

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: tam song x reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: could you do a tam song x reader angst thing? like it's a one year anniversary y/n gets home and tam forgets its their first year anniversary

status: not started

RAVI WITH A HISPANIC GF

pairing: ravi singh x fem reader

fandom: a good girls guide to murder

request: HIIII!! I just realised you did a good girls guide to murder works and I was like 🤭🤭 so I just had to request headcanons of Ravi x fem!reader or like him meeting your parents but you speak Spanish at home so he doesn’t really know what’s been said half the time but he still loves it. Sorry if these are really random but I don’t see like any gggtm writerssss

status: planning

UNNAMED

pairing: david bowie x gn reader

request: reader meets 1983 David bowie at a charity ball thing and they start crushing on each other then flirt a little then later they get each other numbers and start going on dates then eventually they start to date

status: planning

DUSTIN AND WILL CHILDHOOD BSFS HCS

pairing: dustin henderson x fem reader, will byers x fem reader

fandom: stranger things

request: do u happen to have any general platonic headcanons for being childhood bffs with Will Byers and Dustin Henderson?(separately and also fem reader is preferred!)

status: not started

REMUS LUPIN HEADCANONS

pairing: remus lupin x gn reader

fandom: harry potter

request: u should give me hc reqs for mauraders!remus my beloved

status: planning

DOING PAULS HAIR

pairing: paul mccartney x reader

fandom (?): the beatles

request: UHHHH THE UR LITTLE POOKIE BEAR AND DOING HIS HAIR IDK I WAS THREATENED

status: not started

THE DUCKS MEETING FULTON AND DEANS BF

pairing: fulton reed x m!reader x dean portman

fandom: the mighty ducks

request: hey so uh. request. a something with fult or dean bringing their boyfriend to a game for the first time and all the team getting to meet/reacting to their s/os?

status: not started

FULTON AND DEAN WITH A BF WHOS ON THE OPPOSITE TEAM

pairing: fulton reed x m!reader x dean portman

fandom: the mighty ducks

request: can i get like- a fult or dean with a male!reader bf who plays hockey too? but like for a different team? maybe just like- how they’d act when they’re playing against their bf or something

status: not started

DATING JAYME HARGREEVES

pairing: jayme hargreeves x m!reader

fandom: the umbrella academy

request: Hi, I js stumbled upon your page and noticed you write for Jayme Hargreeves, tbh I'm crushing hard on her and I'm working with scraps rn, if ur taking requests, maybe something with her? Can be a gender-neutral or (preferably) male reader, but I'm not picky

status: not started

NIKOLAI WITH A MAID READER

pairing: nikolai lantsov x fem reader

fandom: shadow and bone

request: wait oops if ur talking ab me for the nikolai request sry ab that lol!! i meant like nikolai w a maid reader and they’re pretty much forbidden to be tg by nikolai’s parents and they know each other growing up and r childhood friends. and j like pining stuff while he’s in the army and sturmhond and king blah blah blah.

status: not started

JAKE PERALTA DATING HCS

pairing: jake peralta x fem!reader

fandom: brooklyn 99

request: Can you write assorted headcanons about Jake Peralta and how he would behave in a relationship + how he would care for a sick girlfriend?

status: not started

PLATONIC! GENYA HCS

pairing: platonic!genya safin x fem!teen!reader

fandom: shadow and bone

request: May i request headcannons for genya x fem!teen reader (platonic of course) where reader is the youngest grisha at the little palace and there's not many around her age (14-15) and genya is like an older sister to reader. Also reader is a star summoner and is being mentored by the darkling but reader doesn't like the darkling and/or is intimidated by him?

status: planning

FINNICK WITH A LITTLE SISTER WHOS DATING JOHANNA

pairing: platonic!finnick odair x fem!reader

fandom: the hunger games

request: you should wrkte finnick with a little sister whos in love with johanna (me!!!)

status: not started

GOING TO THE QUARTER QUELL WITH FINNICK

pairing: finnick odair x fem!reader

fandom: the hunger games

request: omg pooks you should write finnick and his gf going into the quarter quell tg 🤗🤗

status: not started

DRACULA WITH A COTTAGECORE S/O

pairing: dracula x gn!cottagecore!vampire reader

fandom: dracula

request: could i request some Dracula x gn!reader where reader is also a vampire but they dress like some of cottagecore?

status: planning

WEASLEY TWINS WITH A SLYTHERIN S/O

pairing: fred weasley x gn!reader x george weasley

fandom: harry potter

request: heyo babes- could you maybe do something where a slytherin!reader is dating the weasley twins? like- both of them- just maybe could we see the fam’s reaction to seeing the boyos bringing their slytherin sweetheart back home?

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: mischa bachinski x gn!reader

fandom: ride the cyclone

request: Your mischas s/o and you two die on the cyclone and they found you two like him litterly holding you but dead, but yeah idk if this is good enough fer u, Buttttt if you do it ill be happy 😚

status: planning

ERIK WITH A LATINA GF

pairing: erik destler x fem!latina!reader

fandom: phantom of the opera

request: Headcanons of Erik dating a Latina woman (I've never read any headcanon or stories like that with Erik😔) who is very kind and affectionate with Erik, for example, cooking a lot for Erik to feed him because at our point we see that it is " thin" and we worry about his health, giving him cakes and other sweet things because we want to pamper him, or simply hugging him and taking care of him because we want to (and because he deserves it😭) and we kiss him all over his pretty face while telling him how beautiful and handsome he is? Maybe some compliments are in Spanish just to play with him!

status: not started

SWEENEY CHARACTERS WITH A GF WHO LOVES SHOPPING

pairing: sweeney todd/nellie lovett/anthony hope/johanna todd x fem!reader

fandom: sweeney todd

request: you should write hcs for all the sweeney characters w a gf who loves shopping cause u love me

status: not started

PERCY JACKSON WITH A HISPANIC GF

pairing: percy jackson x fem!hispanic!reader

fandom: riordanverse

request: can u please write a percy jackson x hispanic female reader?? if not thats okay, idk if ur busy or not <33

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: george weasley x fem!reader

fandom: harry potter

request: I was wondering if you could write something with George Weasley x fem reader? With like enemies to lovers, set in the GOF, when Fred realises that the reader and his brother don't really hate each other, and tries to be the wingman or something? With a fluffy ending, maybe?

status: not started

BUTCH JOJO HCS

pairing: butch jojo x gn!reader

fandom: the powerpuff girls

request: bitch head cannons por favor 🤭🤭

status: not started

AGATHA WITH A GF

pairing: agatha x fem!ever!reader

fandom: the school for good and evil

request: Can i request Agatha of Woods beyond x female ever!reader? Preferably relationship head canons

status: not started

BERNARD WITH A HUMAN S/O

pairing: bernard the elf x gn!reader

fandom: the santa clause

request: bernard when he hasn’t seen r in a long time and like his s/o surprises him!!!! 😋😋🤭

status: planning

LEGOLAS WITH A DWARF BF

pairing: legolas x male!dwarf!reader

fandom: tolkienverse

request: hi! how are you? sorry if i'm bothering but can i request headcanons of Legolas X male reader who is a dwarf?

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: wylan van eck x transmasc!reader

fandom: six of crows

request: Heres a req !! Wylan x transmasc reader ? Fluff !! Plot is honestly up to you, but probably the reader annoying Wylan while he works or something. Maybe reader is ranting to him and Wylan comforts reader. Thanks

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: keefe sencen x fem!reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: hiii !! would you write a keefe x fem!reader ? fluff !! the fic can be the reader manifesting as a mesmer and is panicking and keefe has comfort and console her ? tysm for considering !!!

status: planning

BIANA HCS

pairing: biana vacker x gn!reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: I LITERALLY LOVE THAT YOU READ KOTLC please consider writing Biana headcanons/a blurb 🙏 🙏🙏 she's bisexual and that's canon.

status: planning

PETER PEVENSIE MARRIAGE HCS

pairing: peter pevensie x fem!reader

fandom: chronicles of narnia

request: Ok so I was thinking um Peter Pevensie x Queen/Wife reader. She's a badass duh, and Peter is just like omg marry me and she's like we have been for the past five years (or however long but that type of energy)

status: not started

MIKE WITH A GOLDEN RETRIEVER S/O

pairing: mike wheeler x gn!reader

fandom: stranger things

request: mike w golden retriever r! hcs? 😽😽

status: not started

CUDDLING WITH PONYBOY

pairing: ponyboy curtis x gn!reader

fandom: the outsiders

request: CUDDLING W PONY HCS POR FAVORRRR

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: peter pevensie x male!reader

fandom: chronicles of narnia

request: Hi, yes, humbly I am BEGGING for Peter pevensie x male reader comfort for reader who is maybe a bit on the softer side/not conventionally masculine (maybe even trans if you feel comfortable).

status: not started

UNNAMED

pairing: stina heks x gn!reader

fandom: keeper of the lost cities

request: Omg wait do u write for stina cause of so can u write her with a rival ish reader but the reader doesn’t view her as a rival

status: not started

OVERALL ASKS: 126 (i haven’t put them all)

UPCOMING FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR (probably):

dead poets society

miss peregrines home for peculiar children

divergent

the 100

pirates of the caribbean

star wars

merlin

once upon a time

twilight

abbott elementary

shatter me

scream

#marlee organization <3

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