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[sorrowedpickle]

Soft

Jenna Ortega x fem!reader

A/N: I was eating miso soup while making this. Tell me what you think🫶🏻

Warning: smut, oral, finger, top!jenna, bottom!reader, soft!jenna

A warning for mclayes for when they come to my tumble and try to steal this, don’t do it or else. It will already be posted to my wattpad proving that you are a plagiarizing.

Request: May we please see a “I’ll be gentle” + “am I going too fast?” fic with bottom!R x top!Jenna (or top!Tara)? Thank you in advance!

“Just relax, okay?” Her voice is low and sultry, luring you further in as she pushes you back against the pillows of your shared bed, dark eyes staring down at yours.

It had only been a few months since you started dating Jenna, though you had passed the three month rule you wanted to wait a little longer just to be sure and sure you were. Five —almost six — months now, you knew she wasn’t going anywhere besides to you or to wherever she’d be filming next.

And boy, we’re you glad you waited. You could see all the pint up sexual frustration behind her eyes but never had she pushed your limits and you could tell now she wasn’t going to be rough because of it.

“I’ll be gentle.” She whispers, leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on your nose. You smile and nod slowly, body fully relaxing into the soft comforter below you as Jenna settles between your legs, hands roaming up and down your torso slowly.

Her darks eyes locked on the exposed skin of your torso, hands grazing against your pelvic bone and your thighs.

You feel your chest rising and falling as you watch her, hands gripping the comforter below you as her hands glide down your thighs making you shudder slightly.

She gives them a gentle squeeze before grabbing your panties and guiding them down your legs before tossing them somewhere to the left of your shared room.

You let out a shaky as she rides her hands up from your knees up to the top of your thighs, eyes locked on her now amused one’s as she repeats the action, relishing in the way you react.

She shifts her body further down the bed, situating both your legs over her shoulders giving her full access to everything before her.

She kisses your thigh softly a few times, her soft eyes never leaving yours as your breathing seems to get more shallow as you watch her movements.

She gives you thighs one more gently squeeze before she likes a stripe up your pussy. You let out a breathy moan and let your head hit the pillow under you, thighs instantly squeezing her head as her once soft eyes turn even more dark. Her pupils now blown and her slender fingers tighten on your thighs as she does it once more.

Her tongue was warm, the muscle licking your pussy with a small amount of pressure and it seemed to make it much wetter than it already was, or maybe you were just getting wetter by yourself.

You let out another moan when she does it again, her movement much slower and teasing as she continues stare up at you purposely making sure to only graze your clit and not give it any attention.

You let out high pitched whine, hand moving to her tide back hair to tug her closer as your nails gently scratch at her scalp.

She only hums in a response before she pushes her face further into your pussy making you let out a gasp followed by a moan, back arching almost immediately to get more as her tongue swirls around your nub expertly.

Your body was already shaking, legs squeezing her head refusing to let her pull away at all as her tongue works it’s magic switching between your clit and pushing its way inside you to be squeezed by your tight hole.

Your moans seemed to get more frequent as her actions seemed to speed up and she’d push her tongue deeper each time she switch. The feeling was indescribable, her tongue was different from the others that had been there. It was longer, the muscles moved more and she seemed to know exactly when and when not to switch to keep you where she wanted you.

But then she pulled her face away, taking away any warmth and pleasure that had been there and replacing it with a breeze against your pussy that made you shudder.

You whine loudly, hips bucking up toward her as your grip on her hair tightens to try and pull her back.

Your quickly silenced when she pushing a finger passed your walls, gather the wetness before pushing it inside of you slowly. The action sends sparks into your belly, a knot pushing against her fingers as your velvet walks clench around her, subconsciously wanting to keep her there.

You let out a low moan as your legs open more for her to give her more access, her eyes snapping the to the slickness that quickly covered her fingers as she slowly pumping in and out of you.

“You’re doing so good for me,” she mumbled as she watched, your breathing was still shallow as she forced her finger in to have your pussy engulf it fully, loving the way you feel and the way she looks inside of you. “So good.” she says, now breathless herself, her mouth agape as she stares down at you. This was new territory for her eyes to roam and she was loving it.

You let out a soft sigh mixed with a moan and she looks up at you, dark eyes soft and a small smiling resting on her face as she speeds up a bit making your legs tense up and your hips to lip up toward her as you bite back a moan, eyes staring into hers.

She leans down and presses a kiss to your clit before adding another finger and her tongue rolls against your bundle of nerves, moaning at your taste.

The vibrations send shock waves through you as your back arches even more and your eyes roll to the back of your head. A loud moan mixed with a sob leaves you.

She seems to tense up slightly, fingers slowing down as concerned brown orbs stare up at you, searching for any sign of you being uncomfortable.

“Am I going to fast?” She asks, voice low as her eyes switch between looking into both of yours. But there was no sign of discomfort or pain but rather neediness and want as you stare back down at her.

“No,” you say, breathless as your hips try to move against her hand. “Just keep going.” You moan out, brushing a few strands of hair out of her face.

She seems to let out a relieved breath before smiling up at her, pressing a kiss to your thigh once again.

“Good.” She says quietly, voice once again full of want as her fingers begin to move again. Your already back to chasing your high, moaning loudly and pressing her toward your pussy again, wanting more of the pleasure she was giving you.

She lets out a giggle, pressing a kiss to your clit again. “Greedy little thing,” she mumbles before her mouth wraps around your clit, moaning at the taste as her tongue presses into the nerves with more pressure as her own eyes roll back. “It’s okay, I like it when you take what you want.” She mumbles, gently biting the nub making your body jolt before your legs tighten around her.

She smiles and kisses it again before returning to sucking like her life depending on it.

The feeling of your squeezing around her fingers and head was making her feel dizzy with need, the feeling of you was making her want even more. Maybe she was the greedy one. Especially when she tries to push you further toward your climax, eager to taste more than what was already getting.

“Y-you’re the little one.” You manage out before a high pitched moan leaves you causing her to smile. You were teasing her back, she loved that you always were able to bite back. Especially now, in a vulnerable state you seemed to trust her.

She wraps her lips around you clit and sucks, hard. It cause another cry to leave you as your legs shake and struggle to stay tight around her head, stars covering your vision before all the tension in your lower abdomen suddenly snaps, your hips buckling up into her faces as you force it to stay there, eyes squeezing shut as the low moan leaves her mouth, tongue moving down to where her fingers pumping to taste you.

And taste good you did. She moans as she collects the salty essence, loving the more slowly came out as her fingers slowed so she could have more.

She looked up toward her, arm over your eyes while your bare chest rose and fell before her. It was a sight to see, that’s for sure.

She slowly removed her fingers making you whine before her tongue replaced them to gather as much of your cum as she could, loving the salty taste as she gently squeezed your thighs again.

Eventually though, you whine and try to push her head away as the feeling started to become too much and she obliged, pulling away and sitting up on her knees to stare down at you.

She hums out, crawling over your limp body as she trails wet kisses along your torso, to your cleavage, then your collar bone and neck, along your jaw and finally to your mouth.

You moan into it, tasting yourself against her lips as she gently rubs your hips to ease the shaking and bucking of sensitivity.

She pulls back, a small but warm smile on her face as she kisses your cheek softly before you wrap your arms around her shoulders and pull her down to lay against you.

She lets out a content sigh as she buries her face into your neck and starts to kiss it softly multiple times while she lets you come down from your high. “I love you.” She mumbles between kiss

Something she shouldn’t have let you done and just continued. After a few moments your grip tightens on her and you roll her onto her back as you trap her between you and the bed.

Her eyes open wide as she stares up at you, a wave of arousal coursing through her as you give her a mischievous smile as start to move down toward her own hot area. She squirms slightly, hoping you wouldn’t be as gentle with her as she was with you.

(I’m watching your post on Wattpad mclayes, it will be my evidence to Wattpad.)

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[fleetingvow]

Hello, I really loved your writing for Wednesday and was wondering if I could request something.

Reader was hurt badly on the final fight and Wednesday gets worried about her, gets emotional just as she did with Thing. She doesn't leave reader's side until she wakes up and when she does she can't help but hold her because she thought that was it for a moment, and maybe confesses her feelings? You can elaborate it as much as you'd like, I'd just like for that to be the general idea, love some hurt/comfort.

Much love. <3

‘ DEATH BY A THOUSAND CUTS .

Wednesday Addams x Female Reader.

SYNOPSIS. wednesday addams never cried for anyone, not until she held you fighting for your life, desperately trying to stay alive to return the whispered confession. ( 4.15k words )

NAVIGATION. part one - part two. masterlist.

WARNINGS. major angst. character death ( reader’s ). unproofread. english not being the author’s first language.

NOTE. written in second person’s point of view. another love by tom odell being the angsty essential to produce this fic.

REQUESTED BY. anonymous. thank you for your lovely words, and for trusting my writing to create a perfectly stomach churning plot! do enjoy this work.

LISTEN TO WHILE READING. optional. another love by tom odell.

TAGS. @ryver19 @danysflames

𝗜𝗙 𝗪𝗘𝗗𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗗𝗔𝗬 wasn’t worried about braving the ancient face of Crackstone before, she definitely was now. Not because she was scared of him. It’s because you were the most idiotic person she knew. What were you doing in a battle that you shouldn’t be in? Were you even aware of what you were getting yourself into? She wanted to know what was going through your mind when you marched in the courtyard without a weapon or anything to protect yourself with. Just a glare that wouldn’t do anything.

The fire burning so fierce dancing with the breeze turned slow. Everything seemed too leisure for her liking when she spotted you standing there. It was as if the world had stopped spinning, but it couldn’t possibly now, could it? Xavier was mad enough to try and help, and now you? What were you going to do? Why were you even here?

You weren’t glaring at the pilgrim. You were glaring at her. The blade that was in her possession had shattered and her attention was turned to you. That was the last thing you needed. You hated Wednesday for being the centre of everything because you knew it meant sacrificing so much, even herself.

She used to love seeing you angry and defeated, but not like this. Not this way when you were getting defeated by the monster that stood before her and not her. Not when your hair moved with the wind so slowly as she met your gaze while watching the fire burn in your eyes in the middle of danger. She felt weaker.

You were a vulnerability. A phenomenon in which she, herself, couldn’t even explain.

Paying attention to the movement in your peripheral view, your eyes darted to the figure, slowly coming to the revelation that it was Bianca, in all her grace, standing not so far away from the distracted pilgrim.

You heard a victorious crackle emit from the old man’s mouth, and that’s when you knew. You quickly turned to Wednesday who was trying her best to suppress her noises of struggle. It just made you angrier. Your heart skipped faster in your chest as your mind ran circles in your head, putting it all into shambles that made it difficult for you to think. This anger had neer been felt by you before. It was suffocating, restricting, and it tightened your chest to the point that you almost gasped for air. That’s when you recalled what you came there for.

To help Wednesday put Crackstone back to where he belongs.

You shut your eyes and found yourself a moment before opening them again. When the young Addams thought you had nothing as a weapon, she was wrong. Locking eyes with the siren, you nodded and lifted a hand to reveal the lustrous object from your back. Using your ability, you passed the dagger to the girl who took the blade, understanding the task that she now shouldered.

However, that didn’t provide you much comfort. Wednesday was looking at death straight in the face and your trembling body didn’t stop to just stand around and watch. Your feet dragged you hastily a few feet away from Bianca.

This caught Crackstone’s attention as he slowly turned his head to you, grinning like he faced the Devil in front of him and made a sacrifice for a deal. You couldn’t even describe the disgust and fear you felt as you saw his face fresh from the dead.

“Those who intrude shall join the abomination in the depths of hell!”

You stared at him, narrowing your eyes as you swallowed your spit cautiously to watch his every little move that could be used against you.

What were you doing? You looked stupid! Wednesday’s furrowed eyebrows already said it all. Her heart pounding in her chest almost ripped her open when she saw Crackstone raising the sceptre in his hand, about to conjure such a damage on you. She hated that she couldn’t do anything but look at you, mentally telling you not to do what it is that you’re going to do and run to safety.

You lifted your arm slightly and tried your best to pull the sceptre away, but all it did was drain your energy and create a tension that you couldn’t even control, yourself. You were pulling his source of power, but it seemed as though your telekinetic ability wasn’t enough to do anything. Crackstone was far more powerful. You didn’t stand a chance.

You raised your other hand and conjured an object to hit him in an attempt to distract his attention from the focus he had on his sceptre. He didn’t budge and destroyed it to pieces.

“Enough!” He shouted and with a move of the mace, you were thrown across the courtyard, your back hitting the stone pillars causing you to descend to the ground with an aching body and a sharp grunt.

“Y/N!” It was unrecognisable as to who yelled for your name, but you were tired.

You were shaking extremely now. The statics ringing in your ears became deafening to the point that you didn’t hear what the next thing was. Your vision got blurry, and dark spots started to patch up your vision. You closed your eyelids shut numerously in an attempt to recover, and as you did so, you caught the bits and pieces of what was occurring right in front of you.

Bianca groaned as she toppled on the ground just the same as her. Crackstone looked unfazed as he stood with a stab, the fiery blaze of fire appearing on his back to his lower chest. He turned and soon, it was your turn as you stood. He took the blade to make use of it, but you weren’t having it. Not to Bianca. Not to anyone in that courtyard, except him.

You swiftly got on your feet, ignoring the statics and the migraine that had formed once you stood up. Your limping feet dragged you in front of the siren as you stopped right there with the dagger whipping past the air at lightning speed.

You were getting sick of lifting your hand, but it was needed this time or anyone in this courtyard is dead. You tried to stop the blade from rushing towards you, and for a second, you thought you did.

That was when you caught the smirk on Crackstone’s face. You knew it wasn’t good. So did Bianca. Your eyes widened in fear, but you didn’t have much time to react.

When with that, the blade pierced through your flesh with the sound of the metal cutting through your skin and burying deep in your body as you let out a shortened gasp. With pursed lips, you looked down and saw the dagger on your lower abdomen. The blood was quickly seeping through your clothes, shining under the joined light provided by the moon, the stars, and the fire that Wednesday thought used to burn in your eyes.

Before you completely succumbed to the dizziness was the sight of Crackstone turning to Wednesday. Then, it blurred. All your eyes could gather was the fire getting fiercer in the form of Crackstone’s figure. Was it fire? You didn’t know, but you heard the low monstrous scream that almost made you let out a victorious cry.

But once the final disappearance of his body started in the blaze, it burst into a powerful surge of what his power once was, causing a strong wave that wiped the fire off the courtyard.

You looked at Wednesday who returned the gesture as she glared at you with her sharp narrowed eyes. You plummeted to the ground shortly after with Bianca rushing over.

Wednesday marched forward and pushed the siren aside in haste as she kneeled down next to you. Your breaths were hitching, your hand laid on the dagger, stained with the red hue of your metallic blood. Beads of sweat started forming on your forehead which felt odd to you as you began to feel colder each minute.

“Don’t you dare pull out the knife,” Wednesday’s command made you groan. You could feel the metal in you, and it was the most discomforting sensation.

Wednesday didn’t know how to act or feel. She didn’t even know what to think, but the fact that you laid there on the ground, bleeding out as you trembled made her lose her mind. She couldn’t have that or else she’d lose her composure.

“I’ll call for help,” Bianca proclaimed before running out of the courtyard.

But that wasn’t the end of it all when you and Wednesday’s ears perked up at the sound of a gun cocking in the distance. And lo and behold was Thornhill with a gun in her hand, aimed at the girl who slowly stood up to confront Laurel.

“You brought a gun to a sword fight. It’s probably the first smart decision you’ve made today.”

“I might not get to kill all the outcasts, but at least I get to kill you, Wednesday.”

You groaned and shut your eyes from the stinging pain, your eyes getting tired to keep wide open as yet another fight occurred. Laurel had her gun pointed straight on Wednesday, but it was as if you didn’t feel the pain when a bee appeared followed by Eugene with his bright smile that seemed to crack the tension into two, replacing the delight of the moon to the shine of the sun.

You could’ve exceeded the amount of the stars of thanking him for saving Wednesday, but your breaths were getting shorter, and you knew there and then that this was probably the last time you’ll ever feel your heart beating in your chest.

You swallowed the lump on your throat. No, you can’t cry. Not now. Not here on the ground.

“Eugene, search the school for an emergency medical kit. Make it quick before I dig a grave.”

Wednesday turned to you, not wasting another minute to rush next to you again. She put her hand on your chest to feel the pound of your hope inside. You didn’t like this weak profile of you in front of the girl you so badly wanted to defeat just because you saw a bit of yourself in her.

( Cue the start of the music )

You always hated your reflection, hence why when she attended Nevermore, she had become nothing but a walking mirror yet also an ironic form of what you despised.

She despised you equally. You always gave her that stare she didn’t like. Wednesday found you to be a scuff on the floor she’d walk past on, but you became addicting to defeat that even winning against Bianca had become pointless when she spotted you in the crowd and challenged you in the archery field.

“It hurts,” you mumbled shakily as you tried your best to hold a noise down your throat.

She hated that. She hated that it affected her. Wednesday shouldn’t care for you, not after all the pent up anger she felt when you were around. Not the anger that made her want to stick around you more in order to rub it in your face that she was so much better than you tried to prove yourself to be.

A noise escaped your lips.

That made her close her eyes. She never did that. She wanted to remove the sight of you in front of her, and she thought it was just because you looked so human — weak. Or was it because of the hurt that she felt in her stomach? She has had enough. She wanted cotton to block her ears from your noise. You had been suppressing the noises, but God, this noise was different now. You were suffering, and it made her stomach churn once she noticed that she knew that.

Why would she know that about you?

“Wednesday,” you called, your voice being something she couldn’t get herself to listen to but still tried.

She opened her eyes and clenched her jaw.

“You’re about to cry.” Wednesday remarked dryly, hiding the fact that it made her want to stab her eyes for noticing such a detail. “It’s unnecessary.”

Who was she kidding? She had an arrow that pierced through the flesh of her shoulder and it already stung. What more a stab that she knew what felt like? Especially twisted. It was an electrocution with tenfold the increased voltage on the maimed part of the body. It wasn’t just that. There was more to it than she saw from you now.

You chuckled. “Yeah, I thought that too.”

You didn’t want things to end like this. Wednesday wasn’t a mirror. She was a similarity that you had an opportunity to know and relate to. You had a chance for her to be your friend, but instead of taking that chance, you looked at her like a competition just because you hated the aspect of yourself that you tried to link with her.

Wednesday tensed up when your bloody hand found hers on the dirty ground. Your fingers touching hers making her head spin faster than the Earth on its axis. There was a sensation there. On the spot that your cold hands inflicted upon the place of contact. A slight feeling that caused her to look down at it, her eyes going from anger to something gentle and unexplainable. You were holding her hand. She wanted to process that in her head.

You were holding her hand.

Wednesday wanted to kill after the contact, because the look you had on your face mirrored hers. She knew it wasn’t a good sign.

“Can we pretend like we didn’t try to kill each other for the whole term?” Your voice was barely a voice. The question had become a whisper that only she could hear.

No, no. You weren’t doing this. She didn’t want it. She didn’t need it. The young Addams never asked for it but why were you doing it? God, you were stubborn. She hated you so much!

But you were you. There was nothing she could do about it. You were your own person, and that’s perhaps . . . Wednesday looked at your joined hands once again. It made her feel.

You made her feel.

Every aspect of you made her feel alive.

She thought she’d known thrill and the concept of romance all her life, but she was sure that every bit and piece of what she knew about it could be matched with this — this fluttery feeling in her stomach. The spark crackling on her skin that you were in contact with. Your eyes sending shivers down her spine. This state of you that angered her so much. Her knees shaking from fear of having no one in Nevermore to compete with once again.

Why did she feel this way?

She was supposed to despise you. Wednesday pursed her lips. She looked down at yours. There was a night that she pondered over why the first thing she kept seeing was your lips when she saw you. Then, after that one thought came the billions in her head when she lied still on her cold bed in the middle of the night that would sometimes even last until the light of dawn. She thought it was just because she hated you.

She thought it was just because you provoked such an emotion in her that was far too complicated for her to comprehend. Now, Wednesday wanted to test a theory, but was there even a theory to be tested, or was it the truth?

“I never hated you.”

She heard laughter from you. Was it funny that she said that? Was that statement pointless to you? Did it mean nothing? Wednesday’s eyes narrowed, her eyelashes doing that thing you usually found amusing.

You looked away and focused on the blanket of stars glinting so brightly above you. You let out a breath, “Huh.”

Should you tell her the truth? “Since I’m dying, I think you deserve the truth.”

That made her look up at you again, tearing her gaze away from your hand again. you almost laughed at her if you weren’t so badly injured now.

“I think I never hated you too, Wednesday.”

If an instrument was checking the pounding of her heartbeat, the machine would have gone crazy as the lines came in shambles. It was the same for you, but how would you know? You — why was she staring at you like that?

Why were her eyes the ones glossy now?

“You’re about to cry.” You commented, ignoring the sharp pain that started to become worse now that you thought was like the one before. You didn’t think much of it. Yes, it was painful, but why would you? “It’s unnecessary.”

You gasped at yet another pain. Your hands clutched hers, making her shift in her spot, her fingers squeezing you back.

That didn’t help your already dying heartbeat. There was more to what you said before, but you had to refrain yourself drom embarrassing yourself in front of her just in case this was the last.

And you were sure this was your last.

You vowed never to fall for the traps of love, most especially its romantic form. You saw and experienced many things that you never wanted to look back on ever again. However, you hated how your wall slowly crumbled down for Wednesday who almost shared the same perspective as you, although hers was more glum and grim. Yours was about the matter of love. Hers was about life.

Maybe this similarity was the reason you managed to be close to her. Not that close. Just this close. Just this in which you’d share the peace in front of the quiet lake without saying another word. Just holding each other’s gazes on occasions and looking away, with you clearing your throat and her bumping your shoulder to the point that it would ache later on for no reason. Just stealing glances at certain times while the other was accompanied by another at the Rave’N. Just fighting most of the time. Just acting like nothing happened the next. Just ignoring each other’s presence while looking back when walking past each other in the corridors of Nevermore.

“Y/N?”

You gasped, “I can’t — ” You panted for air again, “Breathe.”

“Don’t speak.” Her trembling hand removed its grip from yours as she stood up, frantic yet graceful when she spotted and obtained the blade she banished Crackstone with on the ground. The girl cut the edge of her long skirt and proceeded to take a long piece, careful not to make her own shorter than it should be.

She then proceeded to kneel down next to you. No, you weren’t leaving her hanging like this. Your truth was barely the truth, and she wnated to hear from you. She badly wanted to hear your voice again in full volume, in that pitch that she always knew.

Wednesday cried for Thing, but God, you? She knew she’d fill an ocean. This couldn’t be happening to her again.

She hated you now. She hated how scared you were making her feel in that moment. Were you even aware of what you were doing to her? She was supposed to be in her best composure, handling this in a graceful way that wouldn’t require her to shake so much, to curse in her head just because you were struggling.

Why did she care?! She cared so much it was too unnecessary, and her eyes were starting to water from this sight of you.

The girl wrapped the cloth around the knife that she couldn’t pull out. She put pressure on the spot but her heart dropped to her stomach the most when a tear escaped your eye.

Wednesday’s eyes widened. She quickly took you by the shoulders and laid your head on her lap in a hurry. Now was the time that she didn’t know what to do the most.

You couldn’t leave her like this.

She couldn’t bear it. She wouldn’t.

She wanted to spend another moment alone in the quiet in front of the lake, staring at your reflections and stealing glances over the water.

She wanted to ponder about you at night, questioning why it was your lips first that she captured when she looked back at you when you passed by each other in the hallways.

She wanted — no, demanded to see your annoying face that kept popping up in her nightmares and daydreams to show up beaming at her, laughing at some stupid joke someone told.

Your life story can’t just end like this.

What was she to do without you? Wednesday could imagine a world where it was just you and her living off the taunts of each other, competing to wind, but enjoying each other’s company.

She envisioned you laying your head on her shoulder after a long exhausting day, ranting to her about how your day went. She could envision herself just nodding, being the same old her that people often thought did not care enough.

Did you care enough?

Because she did. Enough to hold you in her arms, to embarrass herself in front of you.

How the mighty have fallen for the graces of someone like you? You thought.

“If you die on me, I will make history repeat itself just to bring you back and I'll stab you again myself.”

You used what bit of your energy was left to quirk your lips up to form a curve. You liked Wednesday.

It was clearer than the water you occasionally stared at for hours in her company.

“Out of all the people in the world, the ones I share the same blood with, used to tell my secrets to,” you quietly gasped for air to continue, “This, Wednesday Addams . . .”

Your clutch on her arm was starting to loosen as your eyelids started to slowly drop down to meet the darkness.

“This is the only time I feel given a damn about.”

Wednesday’s eyes didn’t know which to focus on. They darted on the dagger, the blood, the cloth, your eyes, your parted lips — “Y/N?” That was the first time her call for someone had a frantic frightened tone.

Your hand on the ground without another sign of movement was a touch of something that amde her feel as if someone had poured acid in her stomach. Her hand made its way to your cheek, not caring whether the blood on her hand got on your face.

Why weren’t you waking up? Why weren’t you opening her eyes and shooting up from the ground to tell her that you were just joking? She didn’t care if it was a fucked up prank, as long as she knew you were still there.

But no, God no, you weren’t.

“Wake up, Y/N.”

She shook you, but there was nothing. She placed two fingers on the side of your neck to check your pulse but she couldn’t get any sign of it.

A tear fell.

Wednesday halted. The girl touched her cheek, wiping the drop of what she vowed never to do again and leisurely examined her finger that shone with the wet surface because of the tear.

There she knew.

Wednesday wished she had realised it before, but no, it took you reaching the end of your own life story before she could even understand.

She knew a bit about you.

She knew you were Y/N and that you used to live in a small home in a small town in Romania where you had a family that pushed you around just because you were an outcast. That you had a gift that none of them could accept, for it was deemed to be witchcraft or that it made them insecure to use as a reason to make you feel small.

She knew you used to have friends who spilled all your secrets that made you fall from your grace. From being at the top down to the six foot level underground.

She knew you had a fling. She knew it didn’t end well. She knew your family put you in Nevermore to get rid of you and find yourself.

She knew that you cried yourself to sleep, knew that you believed that no one cared.

She knew what was going on in the back of your mind when you wiped away your tears in front of the lake.

Wednesday just wished she never looked away when she saw who you were. She wished she never resisted what it was that she felt.

Because what you went through? She knew it was that much of a cut and the stab that Crackstone had done to you was the thousandth.

Or maybe it was the words that were left unsaid?

AUTHOR’S NOTE. part two will be coming up soon! this will be edited tomorrow since it’s so late already and i have to wake up in about four hours again. if you want to get tagged for the next part, just leave a comment. thank you!

#wednesday addams x reader #wednesday addams #wednesday addams angst #wednesday addams x y/n #wednesday addams x you #wednesday adams x reader #wednesday addams fluff #wednesday addams imagine #wednesday imagine #wednesday #fleetingvow #wednesday addams imagines #jenna ortega wednesday #wensday addams x reader #wednesday addams fic rec #wednesday addams request #wednesday addams netflix #wednesday x reader

[fivefeetfangirl]

so... i'm soon done with 91w, which has honestly been the most insane roller coaster i've ever been on lol. BUT i don't want to get off the roller coaster, or at least stay in the amusement park, so if you have a fic you're absolutely crazy about, or even just think i should read, please please please rec it!! it doesn't have to be popular, it could be your own even! so this is your sign to spam the notes with fic recs <33

#ofc i already have some on my tbr and people who tag me in their fics you're on the tbr list too <33 but yeah feel free to remind me of your #fic or rec some more <3 #val ofc i have your recs <3 and jenna you recced that one cowboy fic <3 which i might read next #i just want to talk to people about fics haha so even if just one other mutual/follower has read the fic its fine by me haha #anyways haha had to make this post before i started reading cause i will not be okay for the rest of the day #serious and normal asa over and out *mic drop*

[littybeech]

YOU GUYS! Chapter 5?…so angsty, so h0rny on Xavier’s part, references to Xavier self-love 😝, so much anxiety, Thing coming in and being a bro. Ugh, so good.

#xavier thorpe #wednsday addams #wednesday x xavier #xavier x wednesday #wenvier #wavier #wenthorpe #fan fiction #fan fic rec #fan fic stuff #fan fic update #fan fic smut #percy hynes white #jenna ortega #fantasy #anti tyler galpin #obsessed xavier thorpe #xavier thrope smut #xavier thrope fanfic #slow burn

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[bloodydeanwinchester]

Can I ask the name of the weird fic where Cas derives pleasure from healing Dean? That’s the kind of shit I need in these trying times~

ohhh yeah absolutely! it’s called in sickness by daphne @saintedcastiel it’s a wip and they’ve posted 3 chapters so far. this is the first fic ive read of daphne’s but i absolutely LOVE the way that they write. this fic is kinda creepy and bizarre and i am reeeeally enjoying it so far!! they describe it as “the münchausens fic. S4 AU, Angst, Hurt/Comfort” so make sure you check out the tags<333

#hope you dont mind that i tagged you in this daphne<33 #jenna reads in sickness #fanfic liveblogging #fic recs #fanfic

[xiaoluclair]

“i snorted.” - sixth sentence in your comment under grand theft august. (and yes i love when i get to read a Xiao Analysis, it makes my day)

nawww, okay FINE i'll give you half a point but only bc that's not the fic i was referencing (#what’s the sixth sentence of my comment on that one fic about summer vacation 📝📝📝) !

the fic in question: paper castles . it's short (974 words), sweet, stuffed, so so good, and should have at least a million more kudos and comments tbh.

#@ everyone: GO CHECK OUT THE FIC #it is #💫🪦💫🪦💫🪦💫🪦💫🪦💫🪦💫🪦💫🪦💫🪦💫🪦 #f1 rpf #x: asks #asks: ln4.op81 #jenna my beloved #you're quite sweet dear bless <3 #i hope you have a lovely day #landoscar #fic rec

[vadergf]

My fic recs tag is so much fun u should all go through it

#i bookmark Every fic i like so i can rec people #i became friends with jenna by reccing snf fics to her

[colepaldi-in-the-tardis]

Well, not sure if this is you Anon, but if I had known people just need me to talk about my infamous past, I would have come back earlier.

Anyway, thanks for the Kudos shower! Everyone is always welcome to comment (or comment here on Tumblr as anon) and let me hear your thoughts. I take even criticism, but keep it fair and respectful.

#colepaldi #peter capaldi #jenna coleman #doctor who #Fic rec #ao3 author #Fanfiction #Personal rambling #RPF

[mallgothbisexual]

The amount of wlw Wednesday Addams fics that have appeared on Wattpad in the week since the Wednesday show first aired is rather impressive. I've counted at least seven, and I haven't even checked AO3 yet. The people know what they want😂

#wednesday #wednesday addams #addams family #Wednesday show #netflix #ao3 #wattpad #wattpad astounds me again #anyone have fic recs? #wlw #i love the idea of queer Wednesday #jenna ortega was a perfect wednesday addams

[spirkme915]

spirk fics i've read in the last two-ish months and loved

I will have you (if you let me) by ros3bud009 @roseymoseyberry (TOS) - starting out this list with a ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ fic. i loved everything about this fic - the premise (k&s know they're t'hy'la from the second they meet), the yearning, the journey, the love. i could live in this fic

Spock 🖖 by vaksur, WerewolvesAreReal (TOS) - need a laugh? this one is it. spock decides to use emojis in his comms. shenanigans ensue

A Friend Like You by kierawrites (TAS, yes you read that right an animated series fic!) - pre-slash, a glimpse into their lives after the episode "mudd's passion." this one is short and yet is packed with *them*

A Different Perspective by Maeko (AOS, SNW) - transporter malfunction fic, and this time it brings AOS Spirk to SNW verse. loved this one for the AOS Spirk dynamics, but mostly the SNW Spock and AOS Spock interactions and Maeko's perspective of Vulcan telepathy. it's a fascinating character study!

in the dying of the light by scar_a_mouche (zanni_scaramouche) @zanniscaramouche (AOS) - i'm not sure how to categorize this one, other than to say that i had this *ache* in my chest through every sentence and it just felt so AOS Spirk that i wanted to drown in it. one of my faves over the last few months

Personal Personnel Protocol by dothedeux (TOS) - another comedy entry for the list. this time it's not just the bridge crew that knows what's up, it's the computer. such a fun read and so sweet too

Professor Kirk by TonightNoPoetryWillServe (AOS) - cadet spock, professor kirk, and all kinds of fluff with only a touch of angst. perfect bedtime reading

Let Forever Be by gunstreet @gunstreet (TOS) - listen. i need everyone to drop what they're doing and read this fic. it's a city on the edge of forever fic that is mostly a jim character study but pulls in queer history. it breathes compassion and humanity, and is stocked with OCs you'll fall in love with. another ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ read

Shall We? by Jenna Hilary Sinclair (JennaHilary) (TOS) - yet another comedy entry? what has the world come to? i love my angst just as much as the next spirk truther, but when comedic spirk is done right it hits perfectly and this one is definitely done right

And When the Bond Breaks by LadyRa (TOS) - finishing this spirk list with a final ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ read. this became easily one of my favorite TOS fics of all time. it's from 2003 and deserves WAY MORE hits, kudos, and comments than it has!

for the non-spirk entries this time around:

StarDate.org by Exxact (TOS/AOS fusion) - christine/t'pring and online dating. fluff and friendship. perfect

The Time of Neither by gunstreet (SNW) - spoimler nation rise! your definitive fic has arrived!

My World Is No Longer Hollow by existentialcrisistime @existentialcrisistime (TOS) - a mcspirk fic about finding where you belong. so beautiful

and two recs for WIPs for you to read and subscribe to:

Place Your Hand In Mine by remylebae @twinkboimler (AOS) - a super sweet mckirk fic about leonard having a secret admirer (who could it possibly be??)

It's Not An Illusion by Borealisblue @thetimetostrikeislater (AOS) - gorgeous story about healing and gorgeous artwork? i'm sold!

please do send me recs, and don't be afraid to self-promo! you can find all my recs here

#spirk #k/s #spirk fanfic #spirk fanfiction #k/s fanfic #spirk fic recs #jim kirk #spock #star trek fanfiction

[morallyinept]

A list of all my favourite JOEL MILLER Fic Recs, with the writers tagged. Includes fics I am currently reading/want to read.

PART 11

Please show some love to the writers by re-blogging and commenting on their work. 🖤

⚠️ Please ensure you check the triggers/warnings etc... on the stories themselves as some of them may not be suitable to your own particular tastes.

Gun Cleaning - @avastrasposts

Vertigo Series - @jenna-ortega

Joel Masterlist - @holacia3 So much Joel to choose from!

Be Good, Be Quiet - @undercoverpena

Sticking It To The PTA - @walkintotheriveranddisappear Dad!Joel SingleMother!Reader

Three's Company Part 1 & Part 2 - @wardenparker Cowritten with @absurdthirst Featuring Frankie Morales

What Happens After - @hellishjoel

Up In Your Arms Series - @cherubispunk 1940sGangster!Joel

Never Pegged You For A Quitter - @seventeenpins QZ!Joel

Wanna Be Felled By You, Held By You - @seventeenpins Non Binary!Reader

Fire Walk - @motherofagony No Outbreak!Joel

The Stranger - @nala2811

Candy Girl - @kiwisbell

I Know It's For The Better Series - @planet-marz1

Can't Help Myself - @fettuccin-e

Medicine - @goodwithcheese GN!Reader

A Knight In Dusty Clothes & A Tally Of Good Deeds - @linzels-blog

Just A Fantasy - @romanarose GN!Reader

Told You I'd Be Back - @palioom

Daddy Next Door Series - @cavillscurls DaddyDom!Joel

Pretty When I Cry - @awesumsaus

Nobody Does It Like You Do - @mandoisapunk

Lonesome & Mad - @hyzer34

Best Idea You've Ever Had - @amyispxnk

Sated - @softlyspector Female Vampre!Reader

Seeking What Is Desirable Series - @chloeangelic

Better Luck Next Time - @chaotic-mystery DBF!Joel

Hard Light Series - @joelmillers-whore Professor!Joel

When My Time Comes Around Series - @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Hoe-l Miller - @noxturnalpascal Drunk!Horny!Feral!Slut!Joel

Ride, Cowgirl - @cowboymarcs

Window Shopping 'Til They're Closing - @chloeangelic

Smother Series - @beardedjoel Dark!Joel

What You Need - @alwaysmicado FWB!Joel

Hoofbeats - @psychedelic-ink Featuring Agent Whiskey

Ghost (Mimi's Version) - @mrsmando

Swim Lessons - @pedge-page

Meet The Millers Series - @musings-of-a-rose Featuring Will & Benny Miller from Triple Frontier

Delicate Series - @hellishjoel & @thetriumphantpanda

She's Got A Boyfriend Anyway - @youcancallmeelle

Helping Hand - @dilfity Sub!Joel

You Know You Never Stood A Chance Series - @corazondebeskar-reads QZ!Joel

Second Chance - @kteague

Grays - @softlyspector

Sticky - @ezrasbirdie No Outbreak!Joel

#joel miller #joel miller tlou #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller fluff #joel miller x male reader #joel miller x gn!reader #joel miller fanfic #joel miller fanfiction #the last of us #the last of us fic #fic recs #jett's fic recs

[planet-marz1]

this one is going to be quite long, simply because life got in the way & I haven't done a rec list in over 2 weeks 😅, but I've (mostly) been able to catch up on all of my fic reading, though I have a few more to get through, these are some that I've really enjoyed reading so far! 💜

My Fic Rec Masterlist

Please heed any individual warnings on some of these fics. You are responsible for any of the content you consume.

Joel Miller

here, everyone knows you're the way to my heart by @morning-star-joy

there's no such thing as good grief by @millerscoffee

creep it real! by @swiftispunk

honeysuckle by @5oh5

reunion by @toxic-seduction

Vertigo by @jenna-ortega

Home for Christmas by @sweetercalypso

I Hope You're Happy by @blissfulbarbie

sweet creature by @rocketrhap3000

I Could Use Somebody by @thetriumphantpanda

Lacy by @toxic-seduction

whole new can of worms by @hier--soir

Ride Me by @pascalssbabyy

Wake Up Call by @sugarcoated-lame

Grays by @softlyspector

made by hand by @tinycozycomfort

i found the door by @tinycozycomfort

take it there by @pascalisbaby

#1 girl by @joelhoney

tender is the night [for a broken heart] by @hier--soir

real gods require blood by @proxima-writes

give 'em a show by @seventeenpins

punishment by @joelsgreys

Tommy Miller

wrong place, right time by @proxima-writes

Din Djarin

Pain for Pleasure by @spacegay-official

Tell me how it's lookin', babe by @beskarandblasters

Uncut by @beskarandblasters

worming your way into his heart by @deathwife

Javier Pena

The Clink by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

Teach Me Tonight by @storiesofthefandomlovers

Reporting for Duty by @katiexpunk

The Gift by @mandoisapunk

Amor by @javierpena-inatacvest

Fight by @javierpena-inatacvest

Tim Rockford

sexfiles.mp3 by @beskarandblasters

Dieter Bravo

Crumbs, sloppy seconds and backwash by @chloeangelic

#mari's fic recs #joel miller fic recs #javier peña fic recs #din djarin fic recs #dieter bravo fic recs #tim rockford fic recs #tommy miller fic recs

[randomfoggytiger]

I started watching X-Files a couple of months ago and finally finished the whole show, plus the movies and revival. Jesus. I started looking at fanfic but am totally intimidated by HOW MUCH OF IT there is. Like. 30 years worth of it? Where do I even start? Do I read old stuff or new stuff? Are there any authors that have been writing since the 90’s? Who’s stuff should I be reading? What should I be reading? There are so many different kinds! (Okay, but not fluff, because The Ick.) (and only the shippy stuff because I am not a monster.) Where does one even start in this fandom?

Thanks for coming here, Anon-- I'll do my best~. ;)))

TLDR: If you want to read the classics-- the multi-chapter beasts hailed across The X-Files fandom-- I'd go to @lilydalexf's page and sort through her pinned Masterpost of recs; if you want my personal favorites, I've got my own complied Masterlist pinned, as well. If you want author suggestions, I listed a few below (but not all-- even of my personal favorites.) Older fics have a more "walled-off" approach to Scully and an edgier, distant approach to Mulder; newer fics have a more open approach to their exchange and dynamic. I prefer the latter, but that's likely because I was able to watch the show as a whole rather than episode by episode with a lot of guesswork in-between.

It's hard to pinpoint where to recommend you since I don't know your preferences; but here's a very loose attempt to do so:

I'm more of a short fic reader, but I'd recommend @melforbes, @slippinmickeys, @cecilysass, and @wexleresque for long chapters; @teethnbone, @leiascully, @aloysiavirgata, @enigmaticdrblockhead, @dreamingofscully, and @sarie-fairy for "atmospheric" writing; @baronessblixen, @welsharcher, @agent-troi, @television-overload, @invidiosa, @swinging-stars-from-satellites, @thescullyphile, @msrafterdark, and @edierone for well-balanced fluff/angst/humor/comfort fic/etc.; @o6666666, @ghostbustermelanieking, @mappingthexfiles/Apostrophic, and Lapsed_Scholar for their wonderful shorts (but especially Lapsed's Requiem AU compilations); @settle-down-frohike, @suitablyaggrieved, @amplifyme, @wtfmulder, @freckleslikestars, @lyndsaybones, @numinousmysteries, and Jenna Tooms/misslucyjane for their focus on Mulder and Scully as a "mature"-- for lack of a better word-- couple (no matter when their fics are set); @xxsksxxx and @writingwell write long-chaptered casefiles (my writingwell fic recs here might help?-- sorry for the codes, I was rushing out those notes); and if you want the authors everyone recommends, then @mashnotesofthemythopoeic/Penumbra (Masterlist) and prufrock’s love/plenilune (@lilydalexf links/descriptions here) are two of the many that fit the bill.

Other fic recs you might be interested in: @cecilysass's write more of these and Milagro recs, @enigmaticxbee mytharc and Scully family recs, @pennyserenade's reading recs, @two-microscopes shorter fic rec list, @nachosncheezies's slightly psychic Scully recs (describes three of the big x-files fics), etc. You want beautifully short poeticesque ficlets written and recced by @leiascully? Boom. You want Deadalive fic reccs? Kachow. You want opinions from the OGs? The aforementioned aloysiavirgata, amplifyme, baronessblixen, leiascully, suitablyaggrieved, cecilysass, settle-down-frohike, dreamingofscully, msrafterdark, as well as @iconicscullyoutfits and @myassbrokethefall (who write amazing meta, btw.)

Are you interested in AUs that write in Gillian Anderson's pregnancy? That have a storyline sans baby all together? That stick to canon all the way through the Revival? That stick to canon mostly, except for a bit of branching off here and there? Multiple Monday fics? Post Pine Bluff Variant processing? Mulder or Scully PTSD or panic attacks or hurt comfort? The many different flavors of Mulder's abduction or return? Casefiles (admittedly I stink at those)? My own fics (also in my pinned masterpost)? An author whose style you're interested in but would like a description of their work before making a long-term commitment? Lemme know~! :DDDD

Gotta run! Hope you like! (And sorry for any spelling errors~.)

#asks #anon #fandom #touched you came here-- thank you~! #though I don't know how helpful or clarifying this was for you XDDD #xf fanfic #txf #fic #rec

[wintersoldierslover]

my fic recs masterlist

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Bucky Barnes:

all bucky barnes

headcanon  -  blurb  -  one-shot  -  series

dbf!bucky  -  brothers bff  -  bff’s brother

neighbour  -  housewife reader

lumberjack  -  firefighter  -  bodyguard

priest bucky  -  college

football player  -  hockey player  -  boxer

professor  -  teacher  -  librarian/bookshop

coffee shop  -  soulmate  -  royal

other AUs  -  taboo

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Stranger Things characters:

all eddie munson - all steve harrington

eddie and steve (x reader)

billy hargrove - jason carver - mike wheeler

dmitri enzo antonov - jim hopper

robin buckley - nancy wheeler

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Outer Banks Characters:

all Rafe Cameron

all JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron and JJ Maybank (x reader)

Pope Heyward - Topper Thorton

John B. - Sarah Cameron

Kiara Carrera

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Marvel characters:

Wanda Maximoff  -   Kate Bishop

Natasha Romanoff  -  Yelena Belova

Peter Parker  -  Pietro Maximoff

Steve Rogers  -  Stephen Strange

Frank Castle  -  Matt Murdock 

Moon knight  -  Steven Grant

Joaqín Torres - Clint Barton

Loki Laufeyson - Druig

Eddie Brock - Miles Morales

Miguel O’hara - Hobie Brown

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Harry Potter characters:

Sirius Black - Remus Lupin 

James Potter - Poly!Marauders

Lily potter -  Cedric Diggory

George Weasley - Fred Weasley

Severus Snape - Tom Riddle

Draco Malfoy

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Avatar (James Cameron) charachters:

neteyam - aonung - lo’ak

rotxo - kiri - spider

jake sully - neytiri - tsu’tey

tonowari - ronal - colonel quaritch

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Top Gun chracters:

Fanboy  -  Hangman  -  Rooster - Bob

Iceman

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Wednesday characters:

Xavier Thorpe - Ajax Petropolus

Wednesday Addams - Divina

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Bridgerton characters:

Anthony Bridgerton -  Benedict Bridgerton

Colin Bridgerton

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Criminal Minds characters:

Spencer Reid  -  Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

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The Last of Us characters:

Joel Miller - Ellie Williams

Abby Anderson

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The Devil All The Time characters:

Tommy Matson - Lee Bodecker

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Uncharted characters:

Nate Drake - Sam Drake

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Euphoria characters:

Elliot (Euphoria) - Fezco

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On My Block characters:

Mario Martinez - Oscar Diaz

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Modern Family characters:

Luke Dunphy - Alex Dunphy

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Ted Lasso:

Roy Kent - Jamie Tartt

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NHL players:

Matthew Ktachuk - Trevor Zegras

Nolan Patrick - Tyler Seguin

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Actors:

Sebastian Stan - Joseph Quinn

Jamie Campbell Bower - Danny Ramirez

Drew Starkey - Rudy Pankow

Ben Hardy - Bella Ramsey

Jenna Ortega

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Miscellaneous characters:

Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz  -   Marcus Baker

Rodrick Heffley -  Hunter Sylvester

Lloyd Hansen - Ari Levinson

Nick Fowler -  Tangerine

Rhett Abbott - Hayden ‘Harvard Hottie’

Colin (Not Okay) -   Min Ho (Xo, Kitty)

Ash (No Exit) -  James Maguire (Derby Girls)

Jake Peralta - Nick Miller  - Brian O’conner

Anakin Skywalker - Bruno Madrigal

Tadashi Hamada - Kakashi Hatake

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Miscellaneous real people:

Billie Eilish - AEW Hook

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*Updated whenever there’s a new character <3

#wintersoldierslover #fic recs #fanfiction #fanfic #bucky barnes x reader #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader x steve harrington #billy hargrove x reader #jason carver x reader #robin buckley x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #rafe cameron x smut #jj mabank x reader #jj maybank x reader x rafe cameron #wanda maximoff x reader #kate bishop x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #yelena belova x reader #peter parker x reader #pietro maximoff x reader #steve rogers x reader #stephen strange x reader #frank castle x reader #matt murdock x reader #moon knight x reader #marc spector x reader #jake lockley x reader #steven grant x reader #joaquin torres x reader

[lilydalexf]

hi! do you know of any fics where mulder or scully (i think this fits either of them well) ask the other "can i kiss you?" ? its my favourite fic "trope" but i think ive only found one xf fic that does it and i cant even remember it, please help!

Thank you for this ask! I have (many) older asks I maybe should've answered first, but it was very fun compiling this rec list of fics where one of Mulder and Scully asks the other "Can I kiss you?" Enjoy! Anamorphosis by Megan Reilly Assigned to find a horrifying serial murderer, Agent Scully discovers things about herself and her past that she never suspected. City of Light by Bonetree On the run through the American Southwest, Scully and Mulder flee the shadowy forces of Owen Curran and Padden's government agents, who threaten their freedom and their lives. On the way, they must also struggle with their own demons, which threaten to tear them apart. (Part of the Goshen universe) Eleventh Hour by Rachel Anton Some feeling defy the confines of time. Fumbling Towards Ecstasy by Jenna Tooms Scully comes to Mulder with a wound only he can heal. general conundrums by @intrepidment Nonsense fluff. Impulse by Suzanne Schramm Mulder and Scully investigate some strange doings in a little town where people seem to have no control over their actions. Let's Bee Together by @baronessblixen Set during IWTB: Scully comes home from the hospital to find a bored and restless Mulder has picked up an interesting new hobby: apiculture. Little Notes by aRcaDIaNFall$ Mulder and Scully are bored in a meeting and start passing notes... The Mad Physicist & The Lab Rat by littlemisfit5290 (@alittlemissfit) "Who said I was even going to the party?” “I said you are if you plan on knowing whether I dressed up as a sexy alien or that beast woman.” MSR, pre IWTB, Halloween fluff. The Most Wonderful Time of the Year by Baroness_Blixen (@baronessblixen) For the first time ever, the FBI is doing a secret Santa exchange. But what do you do when you're not paired with the only person you can imagine exchanging gifts with? You do everything in your power to rig the game. Nuptiae Sub Rosa by SisterSpooky1013 and XFMaweezy (@sisterspooky1013 and @xfmaweezy) A series of canon-compliant missing scenes showing that some dynamics of Mulder and Scully’s relationship may have changed much earlier than previously thought. radiant by kittenscully (@kittenscully) Under normal circumstances, her vulnerability would shock him. But things are different now, the shift tectonic and undeniable. He owes her the same trust that she’s showing him. Saying the Words by Karen Rasch Mulder and Scully finally confront their feelings for the first time. (Part of the Words series) Tender Intent by A.I. Irving When Scully returns to work after recovering from her illness, Mulder discovers that she isn't quite the changed woman she claims to be. Untitled by @baronessblixen “I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.” / “Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?” Untitled by @broadcastnews1987 a “what if one breath never happened au.” Untitled by @msrafterdark scully puts the moves on mulder post-millennium. What Happens In Vegas (Sometimes Finds Its Way Into Official Documents) by tiredmoonlight (@myshipsintheharbor) When some interesting news about the marital status of two agents finds its way to back to the FBI, questions are raised, the main one being that the agents don't actually remember getting married. While You Were Sleeping by Skinfull Mulder falls for an intoxicating red head he spots in the park, then saves her life but not before she is injured and put into a coma, then he meets her sister! Den den dehhhhhh! Seraphim by chekcough (@chekcough) After Mulder returns from the dead, Scully tries to pick up the pieces. AU, with Mulder/Scully relationship pre-established after FTF. Implied character suicide.

#fic rec #roundup #xfiles fanfic #xf fanfic #anon #asks