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whore-for-chris-evans · 23 days

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মনের মানুষ - Soulmate

[Steve Rogers x Indian!bengali!GN!reader

Summary: your heart is aching for a home that no longer exists. Steve finds you in the middle of emotional turmoil.

Warning: homesickness, childhood trauma if you squint, mention of political disturbance, fluff, cursing, Steve being an absolute sweetheart, Steve also getting the feels]

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After the third round of knocking incessantly at your bedroom door, Steve huffed. He didn't want to intrude, in case you weren't decent or something.

"Sorry y/n," he muttered before twisting the handle, fully expecting to find it closed, unyielding.

His eyes widened, first in mild surprise at the ease with which he'd made it in: no locked doors. Then in shock, since his favourite person - you - was currently curled up on the floor, facing the sunset. Knees pulled up to your chest and tears streaming down your face as you whimpered softly now and then.

The next emotion was confusion at the music playing in the room - something that sounded like a folk song sung by a gravelly male voice in a language he didn't understand. However, he'd heard you speak or sing in it to yourself enough to know it was Bengali.

He joined you on the floor, quietly tapping your arm.

You turned your head to look at him, making no effort to wipe away the salty moisture on your cheeks. "I miss home."

Three words. Just three words from you tugged violently on his heart-strings, making him scoot closer and wrap his arms around you, pulling you closer. You let him engulf you, finding comfort in him.

He didn't bother asking any questions. He knew the answers. Unfair elections and totalitarian practices had completely destroyed the political opposition in India five years ago. You'd watched democracy fall apart slowly but surely within fifteen years. Your beloved state of West Bengal, safe from the ruling party till then, had been overpowered too.

You'd run. You'd wished you could stay and do something, be a patriot, but you'd run. Forced yourself to throw yourself and your best efforts into medical school, even if your heart had ached for a different subject instead. You'd clenched your jaw and survived five years of suffocating dictatorship (nobody ever called it that but that's what it was) and communal riots. Then, the moment you'd graduated, you'd packed your things and left your homeland for a stable future.

You hadn't taken anyone with you. Your family wasn't the best and you'd made the decision to go no contact with them while still in high school. You'd lied to them about where you would be living, promised them you'd call. At the airport, just before boarding, you'd sent your mother the final text you'd silently prepared beforehand, listing everything she'd done wrong and refused to make up for and why you felt wronged. You'd apologised for being so harsh, and for abandoning them, but explained that you needed to protect yourself and you couldn't do it while staying with them. Then you'd thrown away your phone.

It was for the best, for your best, but you still missed the carefree life of your early years. Carefree, not in the sense that you weren't being hurt over and over, but carefree in the sense that you were naïve enough not to realise you were being hurt. You were alone in this new environment. Yes, you'd found friends, you'd found Steve. But a part of you still felt lonely.

Steve knew all of this. He'd held you close the day you poured all of it out. And he held you close now as the homesickness returned.

"I'm a fucking coward," you sniffle. "I should've stayed and tried to fight. Spoken up. Done something. Said something. Anything. I didn't even try. Like a selfish bitch."

He pressed a kiss to your head, stroking your hair and shushing you. He'd save that conversation for later. Right now you didn't need a response from him, you needed to let your feelings out. He'd always be here to wipe your tears away and get you back on your feet.

You hugged him tighter, and he pulled you into his lap, leaning against the bed as he closed his eyes, focusing on the song playing on loop.

Weirdly, it felt like home. Nevermind that he understood nothing. There was something earthen and rustic about the song and its ambience, something that called to him. He thought of his mother. A little voice in him said she'd love this music too. He felt his own eyes water as well, and blinked to prevent them from spilling.

You turned in his arms a little so now your back was to his chest, and you both watched the sun go down in silence.

When you'd calmed down, he brought one of your hands up to his lips. "Do you feel like going out and getting some ice cream? Or brownies?"

You giggled - despite the surge of emotions earlier. "I'd love that. Thank you," you met his calm and loving eyes, genuine gratitude in your own.

"Of course, honey."

Minutes later, as you held on to him from behind while his motorcycle wove in and out of traffic, you felt some of the weight lifting off your chest. Life had been rough, but it was better now. You were better now. Safe and loved. You'd be okay, right?

You rubbed his arm softly. He found your hand and squeezed it three times at a red light.

Yeah, you'd be okay.

[AN: This is the direct product of me being homesick, while sitting in my hometown, and being terrified for the future. Steve is my comfort character so I wrote this solely to calm myself; this is the most self-indulgent piece I've ever written. I know most of you won't relate to this much, but I hope that for once, you can put yourself in my place and at least try to understand the emotions in this fic rather than agonise over the details which don't apply to you.

AN 2: India is quasi-federal in structural, meaning while there is a Prime Minister to govern the entire country, every state also has their individual Chief Minister and Cabinet of Ministers for the affairs of said state. The party in power at the Centre isn't always the ruling party in every state. West Bengal is one of such states where the part in power is different from the one at the Centre...so far.

Current affairs in the country are really bad. Abuse of legislation, silencing the national press, completely altering the Constitution, bribing the judiciary, rigging the polls - it's all happening. It's bad enough that the UN and even other countries have criticised the central administration here. This fic is me being super scared that what I mentioned here will actually happen. Elections are this month, and like many other civilians, I'm desperately praying it doesn't take a turn for the worse.

AN 3: The song linked above is the inspiration for the title. মনের মানুষ (moner manush) translates to "soulmate". It is one of the most popular Baul songs. Baul are a category of Bengali folk songs which have double meanings. Most songs, at first listen, appear to be aimed at a lover, however, they can also be meant for God. It depends on how you wish to interpret them. They're a highly respected part of Bengali heritage and can be easily identified by the sound of the ektara in the instrumental, a one stringed musical instrument.]

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worksby-d · 4 months

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50 types of kisses prompts

Pairing: Steve Rogers x fem!Reader

Prompt: Morning kisses that are exchanged before either person opens their eyes, kissing blindly until their lips meet in a blissful encounter.

Themes: Friends to lovers, morning after, split second of Steve worrying you regret it!

Word count: ~400

Being woken up before your alarm any other morning would have you groaning, probably kicking whoever’s touching you, but this morning is different. You know it’s Steve’s arm around you because you swear it didn’t actually let go of you since you fell asleep in this exact position last night.

He hugs you closer, bringing your back against his bare chest. He’s warm, making it hard not to fall right back asleep.

His lips meet your shoulder, pressing soft kisses against your skin, ones that trail up to your neck. Your face scrunches feeling his eyelashes tickle your cheek, kisses following and taking their place.

You slowly turn toward him, onto your back so you can tease him with a kiss to his cheek before meeting his lips with yours.

“Mm,” you sigh, finally opening your eyes. “You wake all the girls up like this?”

He shakes his head, blinking his eyes open as well, and brushes his nose against yours. “Only you.”

“Yeah?” You ask it teasingly, but you study the look on his face, hoping he isn’t teasing back.

Instead of answering with words, he kisses you again, and you'll happily accept that as his answer.

Your hand resting on his arm moves up to his neck, reaching higher to hold his face.

When you break apart this time, your smiles mirror each other’s. You shake your head slightly, feeling like you’re failing miserably to suppress how giddy you feel.

“What?” He chuckles watching you.

A feeling of heat rushes to your cheeks as you shrug your shoulder. Your smile doesn’t falter.

His does just a bit though. You catch it along with the way he squints his eyes at you.

“It’s not gonna be weird between us now, is it?”

It’s the same reservation you’ve heard for years. And you’re not going to listen to it anymore. There was a time when you agreed, but how you feel right now proves you’ve both been scared for no reason.

“No, it’s not,” you giggle. Your fingers brush through his tousled hair, savoring every moment of being this close to him. Finally. You shut down his anxiety with another kiss. “I promise.”

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the-desilittle-bird · 1 year

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anika-ann · 4 months

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Back and Forth - ch.3 sneak peek

Pairing: Steve Rogers x inhuman!agent! reader Series masterlist WC: 500 Warnings: mention of canon-typical violence

Something about the feign casualness of Natasha sipping her own coffee as you were seated opposite to her began to rub you in the worst way possible – and that was when you realized.

“Is this an interrogation then?” you asked, heart pounding as you tried to sound at least a bit like you were joking. Because, certainly, this could not be an interrogation, could it? That would be absurd.

A brief smile that didn’t reach her eyes in the slightest passed over her lips, gaze intent on your face. Reading microexpressions, you realized, your blood running cold.

She couldn’t be serious.

“You tell me, Spectre. Maybe this is what you expected to come at one point or the other. Maybe you already knew that I was the one to take lead on this. Maybe it put you into a tight spot and you realized it was just a matter of time before I’d come and question you – and you knew, like you do now, that I always get the information I want,” she said calmly, a thin layer of ice coating her words as she continued to examine your expression, every minuscule move of your muscles.

You hoped that whatever she read in your body language, she liked. The wild pulsing of your carotid, as your fear spiked. Yes; you had witnessed enough to know that she could dissect a person without touching them, reaching for their darkest secrets and retrieving them with figuratively bloody hand as she ripped them out – she had known quite a few of your own already. And yet. You hoped that fear was all she could see, because the feeling that slammed into the most was hurt. She could have slapped you, hell she could have slushed the hot coffee to your face and you’d be less stunned.

Did she really think that? That you’d be capable of something like this?

You sat there frozen, hand resting limply by your cup, heart threatening to burst out of your chest. But hey – good news, right? At least they were investigating and they were very thorough about making sure Steve was safe.

Comfort had never felt so cold.

“Maybe you needed a heroic safe to maintain cover,” she continued, titling her head to side a fraction. “And conveniently, if you failed to step in in time, you’d have the person in charge of the internal investigation eliminated.”

The switched inside you flipped without any conscious effort – and perhaps even against in – the fear and hurt was consumed by anger and spite, the lump in your throat turning into a burn.

You didn’t seek gratitude from her, not really – you did indeed only do your job yesterday and that was it, no matter Rogers’ initial reaction that had made you feel not only useful but appreciated beyond what you deserved – but hostility and accusations were a touch a bit too far. Especially since hadn’t it been for you, she could have been shot at best and dead at worst.

“You’re welcome,” you said flatly, expression free of any emotion at all.

The anger inside you felt empty.

-.-.-

Sooo this reads like angst, but I promise at least a short trip to fluffville in the chapter too 💕

I hope to get this out before New Year's to end this year with a bang - fingers crossed ✨

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starstruckunknown-princess · 4 days

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Hemlock - Winter Soldier x Reader

Hemlock (Conium maculatum) - Meaning: Death

Summary: The Winter Soldier is deployed to take care of a seemingly normal person.

Pairing: Winter Soldier x Reader (not so much a pairing though)

Word Count: 365

Warnings: Stalking, reader is a target for WS, guns, violence (non-graphic)

Day 21 is short af...not sure how I feel about it but here goes!

In Bloom Masterlist

Likes, Comments, Reblogs are always appreciated! ❤️

His was not to wonder why or question orders. He was only to get the job done. That’s what he told himself as he trailed you, watched your every move while you made your way home from work.

But sometimes he couldn’t help himself.

Why did HYDRA want you dead? Was this a personal thing? Had you broken up with someone high up, or were you the illegitimate daughter of an enemy? As far as he could tell, you were harmless. You rode the metro home from where you worked an office job in Georgetown. You packed your own lunch. You wore sensible shoes and said ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ when you ordered dinner from the Indian place on the first floor of your building.

While he watched you eat dinner, feed your cat, and change into pajamas, he still couldn’t figure it out. You settled on your couch and turned on your tv.

Now would be the perfect time to take the shot. He looked through the scope of his rifle and centered the crosshairs on you, trigger finger inching closer to its destination.

But then you dashed to your apartment door and opened it, revealing a tall, broad blonde man and it made sense.

Steve Rogers. Captain America.

You kissed him hello, and the Winter Soldier watched as Captain America’s hands lifted you up, pressing you close to him with his grip on your ass. Then he walked you to your bedroom. The curtain was drawn, so the Winter Soldier couldn’t see what was happening.

He didn’t see you again until the next morning when you walked the Captain to your door, kissing him over and over before letting him go. You closed the door behind him, then leaned against it with a hand to your chest.

You looked blissfully happy. Like everything in your life was going as planned.

Until the Winter Soldier put three bullets in your chest from across the street. After that, your mouth went slack and the light behind your eyes went out. He watched as you slumped down your door, falling to a heap on the floor.

“Target destroyed,” he said into his earpiece. “Ready for extraction.”

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dystopian-reverie · 2 years

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❝𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐚'𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭❞

✧・✧ Last updated on: Aug 4, 2022

Fandoms: Mostly mcu stuff, but I'm also a huge fan of stranger things, harry potter, riordanverse, the umbrella academy, supernatural, and nearly all works of Oscar Isaac. Currently obsessed with Moon Knight. I'm also planning on writing for Matt Murdock, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes and Steve Harrington, so you might expect those works in the future too!

Requests: I'm always open to requests! Depending on what I think I can do with the request, I can write from drabbles or headcanons to full-length fics. Minors please don't make any nsfw requests, alright. If you want a specific type of fic, do mention it, (like smut, fluff, angst, etc) or I might be too scared to include the stuff that you'd like to read. Please do keep in mind that I can be very busy at times and sometimes the motivation might not strike at the right time, so writing stuff takes time for me :)

Content Warnings: This is mostly an 18+ blog so minors please refrain from interacting, or it might get fic writers into serious trouble. All the warnings are written at the beginning of the fics, so you don't have to read things that you're not into.

Emoji Guide: 🔥Smut, Minors DNI • 🌩 Angst • 🌒 Dark Themes • 🌼 General • 🌿 Fluff

❨Moon Knight❩

♣︎ Pretty, Pretty Doll 🔥 🌩

Marc Spector x Fem!Reader ◦ Marc comes back home from an exhausting mission and you help him let off some steam. A few days later an argument breaks out between the two of you that leads to him showing you the weight of your own words.

♣︎ Loving Marc Spector 🔥🌩🌿🌒

Marc Spector x GN!Reader ◦ Being Marc Spector’s partner wasn’t easy, but you would rather cease to exist than wish it was any other way.

TW: Borderline toxic relationship

♣︎ Hate to Love You 🌩

Marc Spector x GN!Reader ◦ There is a deeper reason as to why Marc Spector never came around to like you, and when a mission ends horribly wrong, Marc is forced to confront you and his feelings. Would he rather face them or run away from you?

♣︎ The Sky, a Colourful Mess 🌿🌼

The Moon Boys x Desi!Fem!Reader ◦ Celebrating this year's Diwali with your family and your boyfriends. Guiding your boyfriends through Indian culture and customs, which you know can be quite overwhelming. Indian family and neurodivergent western boyfriend bonding time!

❨MCU Headcanons❩

♣︎ The Moon Boys and Kamala Khan 🌼

If the Moon Boys and Kamala Khan ever meet, what will their relationships be like? How good or bad will their dynamics be?

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hoetolegist · 2 years

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Okay so… I have a twilight- JASPER HALE, request where it’s like, the reader (any gender- idc) and their Indian and their super insecure about their culture, looks, and skin color and their insecurities only get larger when JESSICA STANLEY insults them about being Indian and so they distances themself from Jasper and all the Cullens who love y/n more than Bella. And then Jasper, being heartbroken turns into the major and demands why they’ve been ignoring him and they’ll like, burst into tears and explained what happens and he’ll be so mad and feel bad for yelling at them it’s all cute and fluffy at the end cause he tells them HE LOVES them AND INDIA and it ends in rough, loving smut But it doesn’t have to be Jasper it can be Stefan Salvatore or Steve rogers or blah blah blah but i’d prefer one of those three especially the vampires

Title: You're beautiful to me

Summary: an Indian teenage girl moves to a small town where she's seen as different. Can she get through it with her best friend by her side

The smut is so anticlimactic I rushed the ending 😭 I'm sorry

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" is what they always say. "Stop saying stuff like that, you're pretty" they repeat every time you feel off about yourself but none of that helps. None of that stops you from knowing that you just aren't that attractive and that guys wouldn't even look at you twice. You honestly wouldn't even consider yourself average, you have a big nose, thick eyebrows, big puffy lips, shabby hair and dark skin that irritates you to no end

Everyone around you has milky white skin that dazzled in the sunlight but you and your family are so dark. Your family moved to Forks, Washington a few years ago because your mom wanted to see things outside of India, she wanted to explore and make her pottery business worldwide. When you first moved here you immediately noticed how different it was. It was very dull, always raining and surrounded by rainforest

You eventually got used to it and the humidity stopped bothering you the way it did at first. Your first day of school was hectic, you saw and felt people staring at you all day. They were whispering and pointing and you didn't know wether it was because they liked you or because they disliked you. Now you've also gotten used to the stares which still often happen but now they probably stare more because of who your best friend is

"Hey! Are you ready to go?" You heard a deep voice shout from the other side of your door. You looked around, making sure that you had your backpack and your keys. You opened your door to a tall, gorgeous man smiling down at you, leaning up against the door frame. "Yes I'm ready Jas, we have to stop somewhere for breakfast though" you replied to him

Jasper Hale was your first friend here in this small town. When you first saw him you thought he was so beautiful and to this day he still has such inhuman beauty. There was just no way he could be real! He has this pale marble-like skin, wavey honey blonde hair that fell just a few inches above his collarbone and the prettiest golden brown eyes that glisten in the sun

Maybe you kind of had a tiny crush on him but you'd never even think about acting on it

Chemistry class is so boring and you have no friends in here. You looked toward the door and saw Jasper walk past, oh good he's out. Your hand quickly shot up "may I go to the restroom?" the teacher stopped talking and pushed her glasses up "yes go ahead. Take the pass and if you're gone for more than-" you were already out of the room before she could finish

You practically skipped down the hallway with the biggest smile on your face but your smile slowly faded as you turned the corner and spotted him walking hand in hand with the one person you hated most, Jessica Stanley. She's such a bitch! She always has something to say about you. She cracks non stop jokes about your hair, your clothes, your skin, everything. It's annoying

Before you could turn around and sneak back to class you saw her glance back then stop walking. "Oh if it isn't y/n" she said as she dramatically turned around, her hand still in Jaspers. You rolled your eyes and turned around to start walking back. "Don't even start Jessica" you said trying to stay confident. She can be intimidating sometimes, you just never know with her

"What kind of eye sore are you wearing today?" she shouted after you, you stopped walking and turned around. You kind of liked your outfit today - you wore a white lehenga, decorated with gold polka dots and a white and gold choli, a dupatta draped around your shoulder. You were always insecure about wearing your traditional Indian clothes and the main reason is because of Jessica but your mom never allows you to wear anything else

She looked you up and down and laughed "I can't believe you walked out of the house with that ugly skirt on and do you need a jacket? No one wants to see your mid drift it's ugly". You looked at Jasper but he just stood there, like he wanted to say something but couldn't. You scoffed and bit your lips to stop your tears from falling. You ran to the bathroom, the jingle of your many bracelets echoing off of the walls

Jessica's laugh rang in your ears, why does she have to be so mean? She has been ruining everything for you since you first got here

You started to think about that time you celebrated your 16th birthday at school with friends and classmates since your parents had no time for it. "Happy birthday to you!" This was the most attention you've ever gotten at this school, you smiled at everyone and blew the candles out as they cheered. "Thank you everyone I-" your thanks was cut off as a monotone voice spoke out "ew are we really going to eat that?" Of course it was Jessica Stanley, she never lets up on you

You sighed "it's red velvet cake Jessica, not poison"

Her face scrunched up in disgust "but it's homemade right?" You nodded slowly, not knowing what she's getting at

"We don't know what you people do to your foods" she eyed the cake like it was the most disgusting thing she's ever seen "I won't be touching it" she grabbed her bag and walked out of the classroom, a few people following close behind her

You shook you head to stop yourself from thinking about such moments and lifted a hand to wipe your cheek as a tear rolled down. You feel so much more ugly than you ever have in your whole life

Suddenly the bathroom door swung open and in front of you stood Jessica. "y/n I wanted to say sorry" you stood there in silence knowing that she had more to say

"I'm sorry that Jasper just doesn't like girls like you, he likes girls like me or Bella. You will never be more than a friend. Got it?" You had no more fight left in you, not like you had any to begin with, so you just nodded. She smiled and looked you up and down again hate etched into her features "oh and do us all a favor and stop wearing those horrendous sheets that you call clothes". She soon walked out of the bathroom, you couldn't hold your tears back this time

A few days passed by and you stayed away from Jasper and the Cullens completely. You started wearing baggy jeans and oversized sweaters, your mom begged and pleaded for you to not give up on your culture but she didn't understand what you were going through

You sat in the back of chemistry class, giving Jessica the satisfaction of changing you completely. You saw a figure standing at the door from the corner of your eye, looking up you saw Jasper waving you out but you quickly looked away. He's the last person you want to see and talk to

When you were walking to your car, you noticed someone leaning on the front of it. You recognized the silhouette, soon realizing that it was Jasper's brother Emmet. "fuck" you whispered to yourself as you closed the distance between you and your car

He smiled at you and laughed "you know I heard that right?"

You chuckled dryly, just standing there with your arms crossed "yeah your super hearing is so cool" you said sarcastically "can you move please?"

Emmet just stood there looking at you, studying your facial expressions and your body language. He knew something was up. "I've never saw you in jeans before y/n" he sighed. You looked at him dumbfounded, why does he care? It's none of his business what you wear

"I can wear what I want Emmet" you sneered "I saw the way you guys looked at my other clothes anyway, someone just let me know what all of you were too afraid to tell me" he looked shocked "so move" but he moved fairly quickly

You were getting angrier with every word that came out of you mouth. You didn't want to look at his face anymore. You jumped into your car, starting it as quick as you can and driving off

Emmet was one of the siblings that you were close to, alongside Rosalie. They were the ones you could talk to when you just couldn't talk to Jasper. You don't know why you had treated him like that and you wished you could take it back but what's done is done

Maybe this'll keep them away from you

Knock knock knock

Three soft bangs woke you up quickly. Was someone knocking on your window? You sat up in your bed and rubbed your eyes, the clock showed 2 am

Knock knock knock

You heard the knocking again, it sounded more frantic. What if it's a kidnapper? Or a robber? What if-

"I'm not a kidnapper y/n open the window" you knew that voice! It was Jasper, what was he doing here so late? You suddenly sprung into action thinking he might be hurt or someone got hurt. "What happened?" You questioned as he jumped inside "did someone get hurt?"

He looked like he had been crying for a couple of hours. He doesn't have that glow in his eyes that he usually has. "Talk to me, tell me what I did wrong please" he whispered in the hush of the night. You stood there confused

What were you supposed to say? You've never seen him cry before, he's never this vulnerable. "Come on Jas you have to go" you tried hard to make sure your voice doesn't waver "uh you probably just need some sleep okay?" You were trying to walk him back to the window

Jaspers sadness quickly turned to anger. He was upset with how you were treating him, he's heartbroken and now you're trying to just shove him back out the window? "I don't just need sleep y/n!" he shouted in your face "I need you to tell me why you've been ignoring me. What did I do to hurt you so bad that you would rather shut me out of your life completely!"

Your eyes watered, you were never able to take people yelling at you too well and you take Jasper yelling at you one hundred times worse. "Fucking say something y/n!" he continued. He saw the tear drop from your eye and he immediately softened

Jasper grabbed you, hugging you tight as you cried into his shoulder "I'm sorry" you eventually said. You started telling him everything that was happening "it's been going on for years so you would think I'd be use to it by now". He rubbed circles into your back as you spoke, telling him about how you felt in the hallway "...and you looked at me, you looked at me and said nothing while she said the most disgusting things about me"

He looked displeased with himself, like he could just kick himself right then and there.

"The bathroom...she said a lot of things" you told him everything that was said to you and he looked livid. His eyes went black and you knew exactly what was happening

"Hey, she's not worth it" he faced the window, trying not to show his fangs. When you first found out about him he was hesitant about being around but soon he became comfortable with you. Sometimes his lack of control over his emotions is what keeps him from fully showing his true self around you

Your voice calmed him down "it's not worth it Jas" you repeated. His breathing eventually evened out

The silence was deafening, you just wanted him to say something

"I love you" is all he said

You nodded "I love you too Jasper" you wrapped your arms around his waist from behind him, resting your cheek on his back "I'm sorry for not being the best best friend like I promised I would"

You could feel him inhale before you felt yourself being disconnected from him. Next thing you know it you're face to face with him, his arms wrapped around your waist this time "no y/n, I love you. I love you so much it hurts" you gasped and tried to step back but he just held your waist tighter

"I'm not the type of girl you want Jasper. I don't fit in with you or anyone else. I think it's best we stay friends" you softly spoke out, your voice shook despite your efforts to keep it from doing that. You managed to get out of his hold to go sit on your bed. "Please leave" you finished firmly

Silence washed over you. You felt your bed dip as Jasper sat next to you but neither of you said a word

Eventually he spoke up "I think you're beautiful". You looked at him with your mouth opened in what could possibly be shock or disbelief? You don't know it's a mix of emotions right now. Your eyes stared into his, trying to find a lie within them. No one has genuinely called you beautiful like this. "I love the clothes you wore, they were so colorful. They were what made me fall in love with you. The real you"

You stood up after he said that. Fall in love with? In love with? Oh my fuck. "Uhm" you were panicking now. What if he was just lying to you? Him and Jessica will probably laugh at you about this tomorrow. But now that you think about it Jasper has never laughed at you, even when he was stuck in the hallway situation with you he didn't even pretend to be amused

You slowly sat back down at the realization that he's being real with you right now. Jasper slowly brought his hand up to cup your cheek, his thumb slowly caressing it. "I love everything about you and where you're from. Did you know that I ordered a cookbook from India so I could learn how to prepare all of your favorite meals?" he smiled a small smile "that was going to be our first date"

He was going to do all of that for you? Really? You chuckled softly, flashing him a small smile "I had no idea" now you felt even worse for treating him the way you did. "I'm sorry Jasper. I didn't mean to push you away I just thought it would be better for you if I wasn't in your life anymore. I've had a crush on you for years and I always thought you wanted someone like Bella because she's like one hundred times prettier than me" you were talking too much, something you did when you were nervous

"No one is prettier than you. Not in my eyes" There was a moment when you just sat there looking at each other. Jasper shamelessly stared at your lips for a few minutes before looking back up at your eyes. You don't know who leaned in first but one second you were having a tension filled staring contest and the next second Jasper's soft lips were smushed up against yours. The kiss was hot and desperate and neither one one of you had came up for air yet

Jasper was the first to pull away "you don't know how long I've waited to do this" he breathed. You took that time to just look at him, admire his beauty but that didn't last long as his lips were back on yours in no time

He layed you down and began kissing your neck sucking a hickey under your ear which which you now know is a sensitive spot "Oh" you moaned. This is a new feeling for you

He kissed all the way down lifting your shirt up to kiss your stomach. When his lips touched your skin it felt amazing but you still panicked "wait wait stop" you cried out. Jasper stopped immediately upon hearing your voice, he looked up at you with concern. "It's just uh" you didn't know how to say this, you didn't want him too laugh at you

"I've never done this before" he just looked at you confused "I'm a virgin Jas" you finally said

His eyes grew wide for a split second before returning to normal size. "Oh I- uhm do you not want to do this?" He stood up awkwardly, scrambling to fix himself just in case you were going to kick him out. You grabbed his arm and pulled him back down "I know I want to do it and you're the one o want to do it with, I'm just scared that I'm not going to be what you are expecting"

Upon that confession he grabbed both of your hands and kissed them gently. "you're everything I've ever wanted y/n. We'll go slow and I'll be gentle if you want". You shook your head "okay, I trust you"

You began kissing again, this time slowly. You laid back and he smoothly started to kiss your jaw and down your neck. "Ah" you whined when he nipped a sensitive spot on your neck. He looked you in your eye as he kissed down, lifting your shirt up to place searing hot kisses on your chest. You sat up to take your top completely off, he practically drooled at the sight

You had no bra on "fuck your boobs are so pretty baby" you blushed at his words not knowing if you should say thank you or not. You moaned loudly as he wrapped his lips around one of your hardened nipples. His hand slowly crept down to tease the waistband of your shorts. He looked up at you for approval

Almost hesitant you shook your head yes. You shivered when his fingers slid between your soaked folds. You clawed at his shirt

"Off" you desperately pleaded, wanting to feel his skin against yours

His chest on yours felt nice, both of you were warm, this was nice for you. It was with someone you truly loved

"I want to be inside of you so bad" Jasper rubbed his cock between your wet folds

Once you guys were fully naked you were wondering if you should be having second thoughts about this but you don't. He had to talk to you about covering yourself up though "you're perfect, don't hide it" he had whispered against your lips

Your breathing was heavy as you waited for him to put the condom on. So far you had cum twice and you never knew how amazing that feeling was until now

Jasper rubbed your thighs gently sweat g to relax you "I'll talk you through it" he promised

You nodded and tried to lay as relaxed as possible. Okay it won't hurt too bad

Oh how wrong you were

The first few inches were hell, he whispered softly in your ear "you got this" and "just a little more, you can take it"

You looked at his face once he was fully in, he was sweating and breathing heavy. "y-you can move now"

Jasper tightened his grip on your waist and slowly pulled out then slammed back into you "fuck you're so tight" he moaned

You scratched his back as he thrusted harshly into you. Both of you had agreed on going slow but the pleasure mixed with a tinge of pain felt too good

"faster please" you panted, you were dripping with sweat. You didn't have to tell you twice he picked up the pace, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing through the once silent room

You felt dizzy with pleasure a bubble if heat was forming in the pit of your stomach. You knew that feeling all too well now

Jasper was now leaning over you, hands on wither side of your head, face in your neck. You held his hair out of your face as you both chased your highs. "Come for me baby" he whispered in your ear. His deep raspy voice was enough to pop that bubble instantly and you cried out as you came on his cock, your pussy squeezing him tight

"fuck fuck fuck" he squeezed his eyes shut as he continued to thrust in and out of you. You caressed his back and whispered sweet nothings in his ear. "I'm gonna cum, mm" he grunted before he stilled completely, filling you up

He collapsed on top of you, still holding himself up a little as to not crush you. You both were a mess of sweat and cum

He rolled off of you and layed next to you "I love you" he smiled at you softly

"I love you more" you threw your arm around his waist and cuddled up to him

Never in a million years would you have thought that this would be your life

#jasper hale #twilight #this is bad #the smut isn't that good forgive me #chrissy 🐾 🐾

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thembofics · 6 months

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Welcome to the Blog! 🦋

My name is Lily (she/they). I'm 24, Black & Indian, and I love writing fanfics! My current blorbos are Namor, Steven Grant, Bucky Barnes, Dr. Claw (don't judge me), and King Magnifico.

Here are a few things you should know about this blog:

General Information:

I mostly write for Black and Desi readers. Otherwise, Y/N's appearance is left up to the reader's imagination.

I want to keep it PG on this blog.

What I'll write:

Fluff

Angst

Angst with a happy ending (I'm a sucker for this trope)

Romance

Platonic relationships

What I won't write:

Smut (I'm not against it, but I don't think my writing skills are up to par with it. And I get uncomfortable every time I try to write smut)

Extreme violence/gore (I'm very squeamish)

Links!! ^_^

Masterlist

Characters I Write For - I mostly write for Disney and Marvel. But if you don't see a character from any of the fandoms listed (i.e. Steve Rogers or Jafar) and you still want to send a request, just let me know and I'll see what I can do.

#fanfiction #blog rules #guidelines #about me #introductory post #marvel x reader #disney x reader #x reader #x you #x y/n #y/n #aladdin x reader #aladdin x y/n #reader insert #star wars x reader #inspector gadget x reader #kingdom hearts x reader #the arcana x mc #the arcana x reader

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spidercom · 10 months

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ATTENTION EVERYONE !!! MY ASKS ARE OPEN AND HERES SOMETHINGS ILL BE POSTING OR WRITING FOR!

For the character x reader sadly I’m only doing M/N and characters I’ll allow the characters to be female but I probably won’t write for them without a request to.

I write for

Marvel

TMNT/ROTTMNT

Cleberties (Mainly for marvel bc I don’t rlly know Celebs in the dc universe and the tmnt/rottmnt verse as well.)

I will do nsfw but if the character you request for is under 18 then I will NOT write for them.

I will Most def make some fluff/sfw fics.

Mind that i write M/N X (INSERT MALE CHARACTER) females please dni bc I feel uncomfortable with females reading my stuff that’s specifically made for the pleasure for male people who can’t rlly find m/n x a male character so-(sorry if it makes little to no sense bc my eng isn’t rlly gud-)

Here’s some characters I will write nsfw/sfw for

MARVEL

M/N x male character below

STEVE ROGERS

BUCKY BARNES

SCOTT LANG

PETER QUILL

TONY STARK

SAM WILSON

CLINT BARTON

STEPHN STRANGE

THOR ODINSON

LOKI LAUFEYSON

VISON

BRUCE BANNER

MILES MORALES

MIGUEL O’HARA

PETER B PARKER

PETER PARKER(any ver of this character)

HOBART BROWN (spider punk)

PAVITR (Indian spider-man)

BRUCE WAYNE

CLARK KENT

HAL JORDAN (green lantern)

MARTIN MAN HUNTER (I fr forgot his actual name 😭)

TMNT/ROTTMNT

DONATELLO HAMATO

LEONARDO HAMATO

MICHEALANGELO HAMATO

RAPHEAL HAMATO

HAMATO YOSHI

OROKU SAKI

BE-BOP

ROCKSTEADY

CLEBS

CHRIS EVANS

CHRIS PRATT

CHRIS HEMSWORTH

SEBASTIAN STAN

ANOTHNY MACKIE

TOM HOLLAND

TOM HIDDLESTON

That’s it for right now! Bye shippers and lovers cya later!! Make sure to request for fics if ur interested!!!!!

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worksby-d · 9 months

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hugging them from behind, laying their head on the other's shoulder with Steve Rogers! Maybe they are in a group setting where they both just want to leave but still have to look interested? Just a thought:)

thank you for sending a prompt!!! 💜

Prompt: “Hugging them from behind, laying their head on the other’s shoulder.”

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: None

Word count: ~400

Prompts

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Standing with a group of his colleagues, you’re so focused on looking interested in what they’re talking about—Smiling, moving your gaze to whoever’s talking, laughing when the man next to you laughs—you’re not actually absorbing any of the conversation. You pray no one says your name in an attempt to bring you into it.

Steve walked away when he saw someone he knew, leaving you to fend for yourself. But not without asking if it was okay, of course. You nodded, not wanting him to worry about you. You burdened him with your nerves plenty before coming this evening.

How much time has passed is a mystery to you when you feel someone’s arms slip around your waist. It’s like your body knows who it is before your mind can comprehend, your arm folding over his instantly. You know it’s Steve when he rests his chin on your shoulder for a moment, huffing silently when you don’t acknowledge him.

Needing a different approach to pull you away, he gently grabs your hand and tilts your drink cup so he can see inside it.

Bingo. It’s empty.

“You need another drink?” He asks softly.

He’s whisking you away before you can answer though, politely excusing both of you from the group. One arm stays around you, his hand resting on your lower back as he walks you toward the bar.

“You can’t stand not being the center of my attention for two minutes,” you tease, bumping your hip against his. “I want everyone to like me. I was just trying to seem like I was paying attention to them.”

“They like you, sweetheart,” he promises. He bumps you back when he senses your nerves getting the best of you.

You glance beside you to meet his eyes. “Yeah?” You know when he’s being sincere by the look in them.

“Of course.” He smiles, but the sweet moment is interrupted when you feel his hand slip lower, giving your ass a playful squeeze. “I’m ready to take you home though,” he whispers, leaning closer to you—Close enough that his lips brush against your skin below your ear. “We’ve been here long enough, I need to have you to myself again.”

“Steve!” You gasp quietly, but you can’t help but laugh. Reaching back to grab his hand and move it, you glance around making sure no one saw. “I swear I miss when you were shy.”

“I was never shy with you, darling.”

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#idkkk omg i'm trying not to over think these so i can do multiple!!!! just something soft and short 😣👉👈#steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fanfic #chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfic #steve prompt request #vase-of-lilies #requested

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whore-for-chris-evans · 2 years

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A Poor Excuse of a Masterlist

Mild/slight angst 💔

Heavy angst/ bad ending: 💔💔

Light smut/ innuendo: 💋

Fluff: 💓

Hurt/comfort: ❌💐

Action sequences: 👊💥

Trigger warnings: ⚠ along with specifications at the beginning of fic

Steve Rogers

One-shots:

And Then It Rained 💓💔(gender neutral!reader) : Steve hates the rain, but you love it.

A Word Portrait of Steve Rogers 💔💓💓 (gender neutral!reader) : You lose yourself in admiring Steve.

And She Was A Goddess 💔💓💐💋, slight ⚠ (female!reader) : Steve deals with your body image issues

McFlurry [AU]💔💓💓 (modern!Steve, gender neutral!reader) : You're having a bad night, but a McDonald's cashier fixes it all.

Little Tired Eye 💓💔💓(gender neutral!reader) : Steve is your comfort person. You know that will never change.

Labyrinth ❌💔💔 (gender neutral!reader, platonic Steve x reader) : You know Steve well enough to know where his priorities lie.

Back Rubs 💓💐💋 (female!reader) : Period cramps suck, but Steve is happy to help you out with them.

মনের মানুষ - Soulmate 💔💓💐⚠ (gn!indian!bengali!reader) : your heart is aching for a home that no longer exists. Steve finds you in the middle of emotional turmoil.

Series:

Star-crossed (x female! OC) - (ON HIATUS) 👊💥 💓💓 💔💔 ⚠ (warnings will be provided soon in individual chapters)

Plot summary: Opposites, yet irresistibly attracted. That is what Steven Grant Rogers and April Rain Westwood are. They find themselves falling for each other, despite the odds. They know they can’t let that happen. She has her family at stake. And he has his.

#masterlist #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers #sapphire-rogers

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anika-ann · 1 year

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X-sentence Saturday

...or whatever...

aka I wrote fluff and I wanted to share an excerpt from yet-to-be-named one shot 🙈🥰

Also I’m not saying this was inspired by a pic, but I’m also not saying it wasn’t. Pic source in the image (@luvinchris )

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader Word count: 289 Warniings: death by fluff

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You weren’t sure who moved first, who leaned in; but at last, his lips were on yours, soft and careful as if you’d disappear if he pushed further just minutely.

Your head spun as his two-day stubble prickled against your sensitive skin, just as you had imagined it would; but he got your back and wouldn’t let you fall. Both of his hands now held your face firmly, yet with unmistakable tenderness.

He held you as if you were something precious, something he would never drop, but feared could slip from his fingers any minute. As if you could ever.

Your hands came to life, reaching for his bicep and shoulder, as much as the splint on your dominant hand allowed; it must have spurred him on, because his lips parted slightly, moulding into yours with intent, drawing a small whimper of bliss. You yielded to his gentle strength, revelling in his affection, fighting to stay without oxygen just a second longer now that you got to kiss him at last.

Now that you felt like you were home.

Whether it was the serum or some sixth sense of his, he released your lips just as you needed to breath in, but he didn’t go far; his lips were a whisper from yours, exchanging a few more pecks, your smile growing with each encounter, your heart singing when his thumbs stroked your cheeks, tucked unruly strands of hair behind your ear, nose caressing yours.

Steve practically smothered you with tender affection, overwhelming your body with love and delight. When you couldn’t take it anymore, you kissed his cheek and then rested your forehead against his, both of you smiling wide and basking in the glow of each other’s presence.

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Do your cheeks hurt? My cheeks hurt-

Taggies:

@annathesillyfriend @thehumanistsdiary @katrynec @donutloverxo @chris-evans-indian-fanfic @rebloggingeverything @lady-elena-adeline @weebid @gloryekaterina @callmeaspen @aubreeskailynn @natdrunk @mickey-henry @scentedsongrebel @orionsnebula-blog1 @patzammit @mysterioh @kayteewritessteve @the-soot-sprite @captainson-of-coul @justile @murdock-and-the-sea @iheartsebastianstanstuff @marvel-madness @irepostthingsiwanttoseelater @wonderlandmind4 @fandomlovver @thefallenbibliophilequote @royalwriteroftheuniverse @navstuffs @ronearoundblindly @darkness-is-mystery @jamneuromain

@chase-your-dreams-away tis my retribution 👀

#steve rogers #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x reader #captain america x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers blurb #anika ann

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scentedsongrebel · 3 years

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Desi Girl

Pairings: Steve Rogers × Desi! F! Reader

Summary: A series of one shots with Steve and desi reader.

Characters:

The Avengers.

Reader: Indian, Hindu, Desi, works at the Avengers Compound as the resident doctor in the Medical Wing. (Y/n L/n)

Tanya: Reader's sister living with their mother in India.

Garima: Reader's mother, Widow, lives in Mumbai.

Tarun: Reader's brother, Professional Travel photographer, travelling around the world. Mentioned only for now.

More to come.....

Warning: fluff, minor angst (if any), conversations in hindi but side by side english translations, mentions of violence(... Maybe?), cursing?... Will keep adding as the story goes.

Homecoming

You bring Steve home to Mumbai to meet your family.

Bura na mano Holi hai

You introduce Steve to the festival of Holi.

Tyohaar

Celebrating Dussehra in Delhi with the Soldier Trio.

Mehendi (Wedding Series)

Steve × Desi! Reader Hindu wedding series.

Coming soon...

#steve rogers reader insert #steve rogers reader #steve rogers × indian! reader #steve rogers × desi! reader #steve rogers × reader #steve rogers × woc #steve rogers fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #steve x reader #avengers fanfiction #steve rogers fluff

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