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ravenkings · 5 months
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Mikhail Kuznetsov as Fyodor Basmanov in Sergei Eisenstein's Ivan the Terrible, Part II (1958)
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ren-144p · 7 months
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5 songs you listen to!
thank you @bennidraws for the tag <33 this time around alongside my usual polish music plug,, get hit with “i am not normal about kino” ❤️
1. Звезда — Kino
2. Лето — Kino
3. Пачка сигарет — Kino
4. Linoskoczek — SKUBAS
5. Sen Katarzyny II — Jacek Kaczmarski
@revewrites, @dubiousdisco, @aerialworms — if you're up for it!!
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flufallo · 13 days
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I feel like they're very alike tbh
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s0lace-1n-s0l1tude · 1 month
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let’s keep the Valen in Valentine’s: 75 Babylon 5 (relation)ship ask prompts 🛰️✨💙✨🛰️
Who’s the worse flirt?
Who said “I love you” first?
Whose reasoning for doing something is “I love you”?
Who is more verbally affectionate?
Who is more physically affectionate?
Who is the sentimentalist?
Who is always wearing the other’s clothing?
Who is the early bird? Who is the night owl?
Who is more stubborn?
Who thinks their own jokes are funnier than they actually are?
Who has the quicker temper?
Who is afraid of spiders, and who has to remove them? (bonus: do they kill the spider or take it outside?)
Who is always cold?
Who is the better driver?
Who sleeps on the sofa when they get into an argument?
Who’s the blanket hog?
Who has to tell whom to not do something because they’re the only one they’ll listen to?
Who carries the other to bed when they fall asleep on the couch?
Who thinks they’re not good enough for the other’s love?
Who is more afraid to lose the other?
Who starts bouts of slow dancing in the kitchen?
Who kissed whom first?
Who makes the really bad jokes and who can’t help but laugh at them, thus continuing the cycle?
Who has to tell the other not to stay up all night, only to be completely ignored?
Who is banned from the kitchen?
Who looks at the other person as if they are their whole world when the other isn’t looking?
Who is happier when they’re out in nature?
Who takes the trash out?
Who has to remind the other of The Radical Concept of Self-Care
Who likes to play with the other’s hair?
Who thinks the pet should totally be allowed to sleep at the foot of the bed, and who is completely against it?
Who slowly submerges themself into the pool while complaining about how cold it is and who cannonballs into a pool with minimal, if any, hesitation?
Who can actually eat spicy foods and who needs an entire gallon of milk at the very sight of a jalapeño?
Who still needs a nightlight?
Who was ready to be married first?
Who wanted to have (a) kid(s) first?
A) Who insists on keeping their distance when the other is sick? B) Who insists on needing more love when they’re sick?
Who gets lovingly called “idiot”, repeatedly?
Who can’t stop calling their s/o “bro”, romantically?
What are a significant amount of their arguments about?
What typically nondescript activity or object reminds them of the other?
What does their nighttime routine look like?
What are their respective love languages?
What do they like to do together after a long day?
What do they do for the other after having had a long day?
What do they say to each other before they go to sleep?
What would they yell to each other if they got separated in a crowd?
What do they do for the other (without thinking about it) that’s a huge turn-on for their partner?
Where do the majority of their nights out occur?
Where do they take each other as a surprise?
Where is their ideal honeymoon / romantic vacation spot?
Where have they gone for a romantic getaway?
How do they comfort each other?
How often do they go out on dates?
How do they demonstrate possessiveness?
How do they cuddle, if at all?
How well does meeting their respective families go?
How do they communicate when they aren’t together (physically)?
How do they help each other get ready for a night out?
How frequent is their PDA?
How excessive is their PDA?
How do they celebrate each other’s birthdays?
How do they celebrate holidays?
How do they divide the chores?
Do they have any regrets in their relationship?
If they picked out outfits for each other, what would they look like?
Do they keep secrets from each other?
Do they wake each other up in the middle of the night to tell them about their dreams/nightmares?
Do they doodle about each other in their notes?
A) What would their shared pet be? B) What would they name it? C) How would they come to that decision?
A) Do they have matching PJs? B) What do they look like?
A) Would they get matching / coordinated tattoos? B) What would they look like?
Do they wash their clothes in the same load or separately?
Do they know each other’s coffee/tea orders by heart? Can they make it well?
Have they ever created anything (of an artistic nature) for the other?
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nuclearspring · 15 days
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have a few things to reply to and i'll do that but i think today i may try to write up something more detailed on my courier + his verse in which he isn't a courier + the two original characters who are actually couriers with the courier part filed away.
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catgirlkirigiri · 10 months
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I miss the era of undertale fangames ruling the internet. Do people even make unitale/cyf mods anymore..
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I remembered that radio garden exists. Enjoying life for a bit. Love some good music curated for me.
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rook-specter · 10 months
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honestly you can never have too many 3s
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cowlovely · 1 year
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some shows are just so perfect that i can’t even post about them. what would i say
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dbphantom · 1 year
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So I know I said I was working on that g/en/re/x amv and then that f/fx/v drawing but you remember de/vil/may/cr/y 5's king cerberus theme and how it changes depending on which head is controlling each of the 3 elements (fire, lightning, ice)? What if I
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a hypothetical question. im unmedicated. i already started.
i think of it EVERY time im playing ignis... i just have to complete the boss battle with solely ice and lightning until i have enough footage for the 4 minutes remaining and that’s fine because my hobby is beating the shit out of god and also ardyn
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irndad · 2 months
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if you’re still doing flower prompts i’d love either Rainflower or Purple Lilac with spencer <3
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a/n: heyyyy im alive! writing from my trip, love you guys, don't know the wc! flower prompts
Rainflower - realizing that you/they love them/you back
It comes on all at once. 
Spencer- he’s never been particularly good at knowing when he’s feeling romantic. There wasn’t any experience with it. He knows that he’s hardly anyone’s dream guy- all awkward gangly limbs, too tall and too full of information that no one wanted to hear.
He’s carved out a little corner of the world that he can be seen in, that he can be loved in- but he’s never really been under the notion that someone could want him. Spencer knows that he’s lucky to have even this- to have people that ignite the prickly and irritating parts of himself and love him despite about this. And while he might fantasize, daydream about a life where he can lace his long fingers with those of someone who sees him only in a loving gaze of joy, Spencer knows that he’s not the kind of person that gets that. He’s being rational about it- most days, he’s able to relegate this desire to be filled with fantasy. 
Except- something has been up lately.
His best friend is probably the best person that he’s ever met in his life. She’s a consultant with the BAU, and it’s been nice to know her, in so many ways. She’s funny and kind in a way that never seems to have a victim. Spencer is not the kind of person that particularly values physical beauty, but she possesses it in such a large margin that it is difficult to ignore. He’s actually distracted by it sometimes, having to take extra mental attention to her words when all he is drawn to is the lovely curve of her Cupid’s bow, and the both light and heavy weight of her gaze in him. I like when you look at me, he thinks. She never makes him feel small. 
When they’d met, he was reluctant to her presence in most regards. Spencer knows that when he is focused, he can be a solitary creature, and that he’s an acquired taste. But she never seemed to need time to acclimate to him. From her first day, she listened to him when he spoke, and god, she squeezed his shoulder when she walked past him. 
She never had to try to like him. He was never a concession to her. 
This morning, she is late to work. He tries not to time it, but he enjoys the ritual of his mornings far more when he’s with her. He makes her tea and greets her first thing, and she asks about his evening the day prior. He tells her about whatever foreign film or Russian book he read the night before, a little too earnestly. She listens with her lovely doe eyes, sipping slowly as she transitions into her day. It doesn’t feel like patience with her- it feels like she actually cares what he has to say. Their routine is a warm radio crackle of familiarity, his favorite part of his day.
But she’s late today.
When she walks in, she’s a little frazzled and  so, so, adorable. She’s in a T-shirt that looks so familiar to him, and a pair of jeans that look lovely on her pretty legs. It’s a pleasure, looking at her. He wish he had more time to do it, wants to leisurely drink in the sight of her like he has all the time in the world, it never feels long enough to look.
Her hair’s frazzled and she’s just about 5 minutes late- Hotch hasn’t even come out of his office yet, but she’s clearly nervous.
“You’re okay,” he hears himself say, as she plunks down her bag on the desk, “I have your tea.” 
He doesn’t expect her to look up, but she does. She looks up at him and beams, and Spencer- his heart swells. She grabs the cup, dainty pretty fingers wrapped around the curve of it, and she beams her so-sweet smile at him, and god, his knees might buckle. Has it always been this way? 
He drinks in the sight of her, as she runs a hand through her hair in a worried, incredibly endearing gesture. She’s beautiful, he thinks to himself. He wonders aimlessly, that she might have been meeting with a man this morning. It might be the explanation for the dishevelment. 
The burning bit in his chest this causes is one that lacks explanation. It hurts in a way that he cannot explain- she is not a realistic dream for him to have. It’s not like he’s never thought about the idea of the two of them together. It’s a fleeting thought, like the consideration if your life if you could fly. It’s not a dream that warrants real consideration. 
But when their fingers brush, her light touch on his hand, he can’t help but wonder what it would be like if she wanted him.
“Thank you, Spence,” she says, warm voice dripping with gratitude and something in his heart warms at the nickname, “You’re my hero.”
She takes a sip of it, and closes her eyes in a contemplative, restful moment. It’s unfairly adorable.
He’s never actually thought about it, until this moment. But her beauty transcends just being pure fact, a thing to note about his reality. It would be nice, Spencer thinks. It hits him like a tidal wave, images of her gorgeous laugh washing over him on a Sunday morning, the curve of her cheek, a world where he can hold her by the dip of her waist, where her ever-present kindness meant that she might, could, maybe, love him.
Love him back.
She has whipped cream on her finger. She took the lid of the drink off to have the whipped cream. 
He is so, so fucked. 
“Have I told you that I love you today, boy-genius?” 
Even though she’s kidding, and he stammers out a reply of acknowledgment, it is in this moment he knows, with the certainty of every empirical journal he has ever read. 
Spence Reid is hopelessly in love with his best friend, and there is absolutely nothing he can do about that. 
It’s still nice to want, though. 
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teaboot · 2 months
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Y'know, despite having tea in your name, I can't find it you've said what your favorite kind of tea is.
If you don't mind, what are your top 3 teas that you'd say people should try?
Oh, like if you enjoy tea and want to try new stuff?
First off, tea (broadly speaking, for readers who aren't familiar) is made of leaves from the tea plant, and the TYPES of tea- White, green, oolong*, and black- just refer to different levels of oxidization. The darker the tea, the more oxidized it is, the higher the tannins are, more bitter it gets, the higher caffeine is.
That said:
First pick, London fog. The kind I like is the customary earl grey tea prepped with milk, sugar, vanilla, and lavender. Feels soft and cozy and lightly floral, but not in a perfume way- best I can describe it is drinking a warm blanket fresh out of the dryer.
Earl grey tea, btw, is a black tea flavored with bergamot oils. Bergamot is a sour-bitter citrus fruit. Oversteeped or scalded, Earl Grey can taste super nasty and bitter-flat, but I like mine steeped for about 3-4 minutes for a milder taste.
Second pick, Gunpowder green tea, chilled. I like mine steeped for about 2-3 minutes in a medium boil, remove the leaves and place in the fridge until cold. Gunpowder tea has more caffeine than most green teas and is very refreshing when iced, in my opinion. Has more of a kick to it than plain ice water, especially after hard exercise. No idea if that's healthy or not, I just like the taste.
Third, Lemon black tea boba with tapioca pearls. Because I know what I fuckin like. Sassy dance
Honorable mentions include Russian Caravan (reminds me of my grandma), Market Spice Rooibos Blend (reminds me of my mom), Chai, Mint Tisane, and Black Tea iced with sugar and lemon.
Enjoy!!
*Edit: I was thinking "warm plant drink with 'oo' in name that steeps red" and wrote Rooibos instead of Oolong in the original. Oolong comes from tea plants, Rooibos does not
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dawnoftime22 · 6 months
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nightly terrors.
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Warnings: nightmares, but no specific description about it.
Summary: When you have endless nightmares in the middle of the night, you end up seeking comfort from the sleeping redhead beside you.
Word Count: 1k
Category: Fluff
A/N: can you tell I have sleeping problems from the amount of sleeping fics I have? :')
| Started on 27/09/2023, 10:19 PM |
| Finished on 28/10/2023, 3:07 PM |
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“Hold me. In these quiet nights, just hold me.”
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It was yet another night of endless nightmares. You had gotten one earlier already, but instead of waking Nat up, you had decided to wait it out, and eventually you went back to sleep.
It wasn't something to worry over much really, but then you had gotten yet another one, more so it was worse, and there's no way you're getting back to sleep now. Not anyone could've gone back to sleep after having such terrors like those.
You wondered why, because all you wanted was a good night's sleep, but it seemed impossible to get one without waking up with your heart beating fast and loudly.
You stare at Nat's sleeping figure, her back facing you while your breathing was scattered from the nightmare.
With hesitation, you shuffle a little closer to her after taking a deep breath to collect yourself slightly. You reach out your hand, gently shaking her shoulder.
"N-Nat...?" your voice was small, and it wavered as you called out her name, but with a last shake, she slowly woke up with a confused hum.
Her eyes started to slowly open, blinking away the sleepiness. When she saw the tears falling down your cheeks, and further more, heard your sniffling, her eyes opened quicker.
"...Oh, моя любов (my love), what happened?" her voice comes out groggily, but softly. Her hand instantly went up to cup your cheek, letting the tears soak her thumb instead, and her russian having come out so easily because of her tiredness.
"Nightmare." the one word quietly whispered from you was enough for her to understand. Having had her very own horrid flashbacks in the midst of nighttime, and you being there for her before. Just as she is for you now.
She puts her arms around your body, and pulls you closer, holding you gently. You go to hide in the crook of her neck, having felt it gave you even more of a sense of safety, but with her actually there beside you now, you already know nothing could come close to either of you. Her soft shushes were like a gentle melody.
"You're safe now, детка (baby)." She puts a kiss on the top of your head, whispering reassurances while she dragged her thumb back and forth, rubbing your back. Your heartbeat starts to slow down to a steady pulse while you held her like she was about to disappear.
Although her comforting did ease down your breathing, you were still shaking. Nat turns on the dim lamp next to her, so the room could be lit up. And, perhaps, hoping that it'll make the monsters in your head fear away from the light, too.
When Nat looked to turn the light switch on, she also took a chance to glance at the clock. Four am. The sun itself hasn't even gotten up either. Her heart ached at seeing you wake up with almost as much fear as she does, but she takes her moment to think about every little thing you did to take care of her countless times before.
You were missing the comfort of her touch, she knew. So, in replacement of her hand that was once on your back off to grab some things, she places her other hand.
She takes ahold of the tv remote, remembering to instantly reduce the volume so any loud noise coming from it wouldn't suddenly leave you shaking worse from shock.
Her hand kept it's comforting touches on you, with her whispering sweet little reassurances every now and then as she loaded up your favorite film. One of the few remedies the two of you had when the other had nightmares.
She sets the tv remote down and takes your shaking hand into her steady one, leaving a kiss on the soft skin of your knuckles that were white from your grip of a fist from before. Your head turns to hide into her shoulder, her little gestures of love luring you out from the terror. The grip you held loosens when love wins over fear.
As the familiar sounds of your favorite film playing in the background fills your ears, the shaking in your bones start to settle down.
You turn around, moving to lay your head on her chest while she keeps her embrace on you gently, keeping you safe from anything and everything.
The screen wasn't blinding, thankfully, Nat had already adjusted the brightness. The scenes played on the tv, and though the redhead was as tired as you were, her eyes were focused on both you and the film, hoping the story was distracting enough for her to keep herself awake.
All the while Natasha was trying to keep her eyes open, yours, on the other hand, was starting to falter already.
As the film progressed, slowly, Natasha starts to notice just how quiet you've been, and how soft your breathing is now. Once she's fully taken notice by leaning over slightly to look at you, she sees your eyes closed peacefully in slumber. She hopes you don't wake up with another nightmare. All the redhead wanted to do was go in your head and rid it of any scary situations, and instead fill it with content and happy moments.
If only she was Wanda. But that didn't matter. All she has to do and is doing is her best to take care of you, and it's working out perfectly. She was sure to plan something for tomorrow though, just to make you forget even just a little, of whatever had left you shaking so badly in the middle of your sleep.
She gently pushes a strand of hair off your face, careful not to tickle your skin and wake you up, and then retreated back to her comfortable position. She turns off the tv and the lamp, wanting to drift back off to sleep as you had.
With the moon still glowing high in the sky, and with her arms around you keeping you safe, the both of you know the only morning that'll greet you later will be a peaceful one.
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hsllfirescoopsreblogs · 2 months
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Fic Recs (steve harrington)
just some of my favorite one-shots or series i’ve read on ao3 and few from tumblr. all works ranging from 1.5k to 30k+ i believe. 18+ readers!
some have a tumblr that i tagged, but others i couldn’t find . i am doing this on mobile which is a bit difficult haha! i read these all (except 2) on ao3 so the links will be ao3. i know some are here on tumblr but i didn’t realize till after reading and making this! <3
steve harrington
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come home by @stevie-petey <3💕
-"come home to me, okay?"
"always," steve promises
in between saving will, then hawkins, then somehow the world, you fall in love with steve harrington.
(a stranger things rewrite).
dancing with our hands tied by @andvys
-You and Steve have never seen eye to eye, and it never changed, not even when you were pulled into a world of monsters and risked your life to save him. But tension had always been between you both, something that neither of you ever wanted to admit -- but how much longer can you take it when the pull between you gets stronger and stronger each second you spend by each others side?
paint me red by eddiemunsons ao3
-You're one of Vickie's best friends. Her girlfriend, Robin, is in need of a distraction for her best friend, Steve Harrington, who you vaguely remember from school. Which is where you come in.
i’m your idiot by thebestandworstdayofjune ao3 @thebestandworstdayofjune
-Steve Harrington has a way of worming himself into your heart, and social situations you had done your best to exclude him from.
small hands, big heart by finalgirlharrington ao3 @sexybabystevie
-Steve Harrington has a massive crush on you, but his recent lack of luck in the romantic sense has him stuck on how to make a move. Plus, something about you makes him nervous in a way he's never been – in a way he likes. His simplest solution? Flirting via the old 'comparing hand sizes' method.
promise by Harley_Honey_Quinn ao3
-Reader learns about Steve's feelings thanks to some Russian truth serum.
kiss me by @corrodedseraphine
-Your friend is desperately trying to find a person who will give him something more. Wanting to feel what it's like to be loved again and after many failed dates he gets the idea that it's time to go back to King Steve's famous tactics. Telling him that it's not the best idea gets you involved in a deal where you have to help him get another girl. Will helping the boy you're in love with turn out to be a good idea? Probably not.
every rose has its thorn by @corrodedseraphine
-Christmas is coming to Hawkins. It is a time of joy and forgiveness. It turns out that your sister's best friend is looking for a new place to live, and you happen to have a spare room in the apartment. It wouldn't be a problem if that friend wasn't Steve Harrington. A man whom the more you try to avoid even more often comes back like a boomerang.
hearts on the telephone line by t_lostinworlds ao3 @t-lostinworlds
-You thought Steve was okay dealing with a long-distance relationship after you moved for an exciting internship in New York. But you were proven so wrong when your boyfriend finally poured his feelings over the phone. Because distance wasn't making his heart grow fonder, it was breaking it.
competitively stupid by t_lostinworlds ao3 @t-lostinworlds
-It was stupid, jumping off a cliff just to prove that you were better than Steve fucking Harrington. But you were competitive. You were not losing to him. But you know what was stupider? For it to take a near-death situation for you both to confess what you truly feel for each other.
perfect blend by Your_Writer ao3
-No one likes their summer job. Working at a coffee shop was sticky, exhausting, and overall boring. In fact, the highlight of your day was the charming, gentle eyed sailor scooping USS Butterscotch just across the way.
the things we don’t say by rdrickheffley ao3
-Steve Harrington once was the bane of Y/n's existence. He had always been an arrogant asshole and a terrible kisser. She never understood how others fell for the boy's eye-roll worthy charm. Now it seems like he will do anything to prove her wrong about anything.
next time? by rdrickheffley ao3
-Three instances where Steve and reader find themselves in intimate situations.
candyfloss and confessions by ACourtofSnakesandStars ao3
-You’ve been in love with Steve Harrington for years, like every cliche come to life. You’ve battled monsters, found friends within kids with superpowers, and you even managed to graduate. Yet the one thing you’ve never been able to do, is tell Steve how you feel. But maybe you don’t need to wait any longer.
a night to remember by RaeWrites94 ao3
-Steve has to attend his 10 year high school reunion and somehow manages to convince you to go as his date and his fake girlfriend. You've had feelings for him for a long time, but figure, why not? You could probably survive an evening of pretending he liked you back and come out unscathed. Right?
with bated breath by brianmay ao3
-Rumors fly after you attend Steve Harrington’s party one weekend in September. Thinking they were his doing, you do everything in your power to avoid him, which proves easier said than done.
cross my heart (and hope to die) by @talesofesther
-Every time Steve gets hurt, you're there to help pick up the pieces; you just weren't expecting him to fall for you in the process.
tales of a love between the lines by @talesofesther
-Sometimes the thing we want most is right in front of us, and Steve might be just that for you; all you have to do is see what he’s been showing you for a long time.
love is easy by seidenbros ao3
-The day you wrote I love you on a post-it note before you'd said the words out loud, and it's the best note Steve ever got.
everything means nothing if i can’t have you by iridescentpetrichor ao3
-Steve and Y/N go on a double date to impress the other one, but it's only so long until the tension between the two breaks.
you’re not by frostandflames ao3 @frostandflamesfanfic
-The year is 1985, you're on a school field trip to cheer on Hawkins High at the championship game before spring break. When the game doesn't pan out as expected, you're even more surprised to discover the one and only Steve Harrington in only his underwear at your hotel room after being locked out by his teammates. What happens when the two of you have a little heart to heart?
last christmas by frostandflames ao3 @frostandflamesfanfic
-You and Steve had always been childhood friends-and remained that way. As Steve ping-pongs around in his relationship status, you have a hard time keeping your feelings to himself as Nancy surrounds his entire world. What Steve doesn't know is his relationship to Nancy may end your own with Steve.
the scoundrel and the princess by @mrshipsmcgee
-after an awkward run in with Tommy Hagan, Steve Harrington is invited to an awful party where he meets a beautiful stranger.
also have a ton under the (steve harrington x reader) on my blog! credit to the maker of the gif from pinterest!
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dabislittlemouse · 8 months
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*:・。 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 。・:*
[Dabi/Shigaraki fanfiction]
Alright so I decided to make a recs post even though I got my tag #B.recs. Still, I feel like there are many talented writers out there who don’t always get much recognition and they deserve all the appreciation and support as well. So I decided to make a post, including my mutuals here as well uwu. Here are some of my favorite masterpieces that they’ve written and that have been stuck in my memory <3 I’ve read thousands of Dabi fics and it would take me a long time to put them all here (if I can even find them). But here are just a couple of them that I highly recommend reading :3
This post will be edited constantly, I will keep adding more fics in here and more writers eventually.
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Heinous- MASTERLIST @mostlyheinous
Overheated (Implied Virgin!Dabi x Amateur Hero!Reader)
Dampened Spirits (NSFW Dabi x Reader drabble)
Oedipex Rex (Older Brother Touya //Little Sister F!Reader, multich)
Dabi x Shoto’s girlfriend (noncon)
Dirty perverted ShigaDabi with corruption kink
Dabi noncon drabble
Dabi’s first kiss
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Shade- MASTERLIST @shadowsandshapes
Fortune Favors The Bold (Dabi/Reader multichapter fic)
Smoke and Vanilla (Dabi/F!Reader)
[Spicy] Dude, This is a McDonald's | (afab!Reader/Dabi)
[Spicy] You, Me, The Couch and Him (Dabi/F!Reader)
In Too Deep (Blue) | afab!Reader/Gojo Satoru
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Opal- MASTERLIST @mossy-opal
Burning Desire (Dabi x Reader)
Succubus (Shigaraki x Reader)
To Lay Above (Incubus!Dabi x Reader)
Date Night (Shigaraki x Reader)
Not Yours Anymore (Shigaraki x Reader)
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Chaos- MASTERLIST @shockinglysubmissive
The Video (Shigaraki/Dabi/OC)
Sensual sex (Dabi x reader)
Corruption (Dabi x Reader)
The Bet (Fem Reader x Shigaraki x Dabi x Mr. Compress x Spinner x Twice)
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Beanie- MASTERLIST @dabislittlebeaniebaby
Things Happen (Dabi x Reader)
Like Morphine (Dabi x Reader)
Taming the brat
Fucking Perfect
Whipped Cream Dreams
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Kay- MASTERLIST @hunajan
Bully (Dabi x Reader multichapter fic)
Rude Boy (Dabi x F!Reader SMUT)
Don’t do the crime (Dabi x F!Reader SMUT)
Camera (Dabi x F!Reader SMUT)
Dabi & Hawks HCs (you threaten them to sit on their face)
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A- MATSERLIST @dabihawksluva
Teach me
Yandere Dabi headcanons
First time with Dabi
Ride me baby (Dabi x GN! Reader)
Monalisa (Dabi x GN! Reader)
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@arvandus MASTERLIST
Touch (Dabi x Reader multichapter fic)
Dabi x Reader with a singing quirk
“You took all the pillows so I’m using you as one.”
Dabi with a virgin reader HCs
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Works by @ikatella
Russian Roulette (Dabi x Reader noncon, gunfucking)
Spades (pt2 of Russian Roulette)
The Cards We’re Dealt (Dabi x Reader noncon, kidnapping, possessive Dabi)
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