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naturesapphic · 4 months

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i don’t know how tumblr works but here’s a request i think ? 😭😭 i imagine that younger!reader would just be SO nervous meeting the avengers for the first time because they’re like nats second family so older!nat would just be holding their hand or something cute <33 also love your work, you’re so talented !!

Second Family

Older!natasha romanoff x younger!fem!reader

Warnings: cussing and fluff

“Are you ready to go babygirl?” Natasha asked as you came out of the bedroom wearing a black flowy sundress and matching shoes to go with it. “Are you trying to tease them or me?” She said as a big smirk was forming on her face. You chuckled “only you darling but I do want to impress them so they will like me.” You said and she chuckled as she shook her head at you. “Of course they will like you. I talk about you all the time and they like you already.” She confessed and you gave her a shy smile. “Really?” You asked her and she gave you a smile back just as big. “Yes they do. They are so excited to meet you.” She reassured you.

You took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. “Okay…let’s do this.” You said confidently even though you were slightly dying on the inside. Natasha took your hand in hers and went out the front door together. “Are we going to ride your bike natty?” You asked her and she gave you a knowing smirk. “Of course we are. I miss riding my baby and having my girl wrap her arms around me.” She confessed as she handed you her helmet and you snickered at the first part. “That’s what he said.” You whispered to yourself as you put on the helmet and fastened it. Nat gave you an unimpressed look and shook her head at you. “You are something else baby.” She said as she got up on the bike with you following behind her.

“Yeah but you love me.” You said softly while you wrap your arms around her waist. “That I do bunny. That I do.” Natasha stated as she started the bike and drove off to the compound where her second family was waiting. Once you arrived, you were in awe of the building in front of you, it was huge. “Here we are.” Natasha said as she opened her arms wide in a dramatic manner. “Wow….it’s amazing!” You said while admiring brick my brick. “Wait until you see what Tony did on the inside.” Natasha explained to you as she gave you a playful wink which made you blush. You took of her helmet and sat it on the seat as nat takes the keys out and puts it in her leather jacket pocket.

“Ready to go in babydoll?” She asked you gently as she softly took her hands in hers. You looked up at and gave her a nervous nod. “I guess so but don’t let go of my hand natty…” you said as you lightly squeezed it and nat smiled down at you. “I’ll never let you go sweetheart. The both of you went to the front door and nat went up to a screen pad which shot out non dangerous lasers and scanned her face. Once it was done scanning, the screen lit up green and Friday welcomed her in by opening the door and greeting her. “Welcome agent romanoff. Everyone is in the living room waiting for you. I will advice them now about your arrival.” Friday said and your mouth dropped opened in shock. “That was so cool! Is the voice like everywhere? Can it actually see us?” You asked her and more as y’all walked toward the living room.

“Yes she can. I programmed her to where she’s always listening and looking everywhere.” Tony said and you realized that the both of you walked in as you were asking your million of questions. “O-oh…that’s really cool…” you said shyly and squeezed Natasha’s hand a few times. She gave you a reassuring smile and kissed your forehead. “Guys. This is my girlfriend y/n. Y/n, meet my family. There’s Tony, Steve, Thor, Bruce, Clint, Wanda, vision, Maria, yelena, and kate bishop.” Natasha said proudly and you gave everyone a small but genuine smile. “It’s nice to meet you all. I hope we can all be friends and get along.” You said nervously and everyone gave you a warm smile.

Yelena came up to you and tossed her arm around your shoulder. “I’m Natasha’s real sister so don’t ever try and hurt her got it? We are both trained assassins so I won’t hesitate to hurt you.” Yelena said menacingly and you gave her a smile. “I’ll let you do that if I do ever hurt nat in any way.” You stated and yelena gave you a huge smile. “I like her.” She said as she unwrapped her arm around you and gave you a big pat on your back. You gave her a shy smile as you went to different people of the group and had a small conversation with each and every one of them.

You really bonded with Kate and Wanda, you hope you can really start a friendship with the both of them. Once you were introduced to everyone you were still pretty nervous as y’all sat around in the living room playing different types of games like truth or dare or telephone, which was requested by Thor himself. The entire time y’all were playing, natasha had her hand in yours the whole time. “Thor truth or dare?” Clint said as he took a big gulp of beer. “Dare!” Thor said excitedly and Clint gave him a evil look. “Don’t do something stupid now.” Steve warned and Tony slapped him on his arm. “Shut up! I wanna see this unfold.” Tony exclaimed as he watched with excitement. “I dare you to eat 1,000 pop tarts in one go.” Clint dared Thor and Thor gave him a big smile. “I accept lord bird man!” Thor exclaimed as he went into the pantry and found dozens among dozens of different poptart boxes. As Thor was doing his dare, Kate’s turn was next to ask anyone she wanted to and she chose you.

“Okay y/n…truth or dare.” Kate asked you and you thought about it for a moment. “Um…dare?” You said and shrugged your shoulders. “I dare you drink whatever drink I make you.” Kate said and gave yelena a daring and evil smirk. You gulped nervously and stared at nat scared. Natasha looked at the pair and gave them a glare “if you make something that will hurt her I will personally shove my foot so far up your ass that it will come out of your mouth.” Natasha threatened and Kate looked like she was going to shit herself but yelena still had an evil glint in her eye. “Yeah yeah she won’t die.” Yelena waved her sisters threat off and pulled Kate into the kitchen to make the secret drink. “Should I be worried?” You asked everyone and they nodded their heads yes.

“Damn it.” You cursed under your breath and Natasha gave your hand a comforting squeeze. A few moments later and the girls came back in with a questionable drink. “Drink up.” Yelena demanded and you gave her a look. “What is it?” You questioned as you took the cup from Kate’s hand and inspected it. “Orange juice and chocolate milk.” Yelena simply stated and you looked at it in disgust while every one gagged besides Tony. “Hey…it isn’t THAT bad. I was drunk and I wanted to try it.” He shrugged and you shook your head in disbelief and took it like a shot. After you chugged it you got a huge body chill that went through your whole body and yelena started laughing as Kate gave you a thumbs up. “That was amazing! You need to bring her around more Natasha!” Yelena exclaimed and looked down at you with an adoring expression plastered on her face. “I definitely will.” Natasha said as you ran into the kitchen to get water to get the taste out of your mouth. Meeting nats family was nerve racking but you had an amazing time and couldn’t wait to hang out with them again.

Bonus: Thor ate all of the pop tarts in the pantry and he was stuffed like a thanksgiving turkey. He wasn’t sure if it was 1,000 pop tarts but it sure was a lot, even for him.

A/n: 1264 words. I hope the anon enjoyed this and I’m sorry it took so long to make. I hope everyone else enjoyed it and remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all! :)

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brnesblogposts · 2 months

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you know who you are

pairing: matty healy x reader

I don’t agree with writing smut about real people so this is all fluff :>

reblogs appreciated if you enjoy :))

The vibration of your phone on your bedside table disturbed your sleep, as you whined and blindly grabbed for it; you were about to press cancel on whoever was calling you until you saw his name.

“Hi.” Suddenly you were chipper as you answered the call. “Hey, darlin’” Matty responded and then an awkward silence ensued until you spoke up again, “Is something up? Why are you ringing me at 3am? You okay?” Concern laced your voice,”I just can’t sleep, sorry I woke you but I was just wondering if you’re coming to the show tomorrow night? Or tonight now I guess” he laughed softly at his joke and you did too. What a dork.

“Yeah I’m in the stands though, by the time I got onto the website all the best tickets were gone, but don’t worry I’m sure you’ll be able to hear me cheering you on! I’ll be the loudest in the room!” You really did wish you managed to get front row tickets, but you’d support him from the stands and probably lose your voice in the process.

“Are you having a laugh? Y/n you’re one of my best friends you don’t need to buy tickets, you’re on the guest list..” There was humour in his voice and you could only imagine his grin, “Well. You’re welcome for the extra money I guess! Have a drink on me” The both of you laughing at your remark, “Sell those tickets alright? I don’t need you spending money on me, I’ll have a car pick you up a couple hours before the show so be ready by about six, yeah?” You nodded before realising he couldn’t see you.. face palm!... “Yes your majesty” you sassed back. “Oh Piss off, my girl deserves V.I.P. Treatment.” The way he said ‘my girl’ had you giddy, you were just very good friends though. Nothing more.

“I’ll let you get back to sleep now, Goodnight Y/n”

“Night, Matty” you replied quietly before putting your phone back on your bedside table and nodding off again.

………………

The next morning

Around seven hours after your sleep was disturbed by Matty you decided it was time to get up, at only 10am there was no rush so you made the most of your day and got some housework done.

Next time you look at your phone it’s about 3 so you decide to start getting ready; hair and makeup done it was now down to the outfit which was the most difficult part of this process. You decided on black trousers, a white dress shirt and your leather jacket. By the time you were done getting ready it was about 5:30 and there was a text waiting for you

‘Can’t wait to see you, been too long X.’

Matty was right, it had been at least a month since you’d seen him because you’d both been so busy with work.

‘See you soon! <33’ was your response. About ten minutes later there was a knock at your door, “Here to pick up Miss y/n?” The man asked, “That’s me! Thank you for this” you were sincere in your words, you really could’ve made your own way there but Matty wouldn’t of had any of it so you didn’t bother arguing when he said he was sending a car.

About 45 minutes later you arrived at the venue and with the flash of his badge your driver continued on until coming to a halt at the back and getting out to open your door. “Thank you so much” You flashed a smile and headed for the entrance, “Band and staff only, please” the brooding guard did not move a single muscle as he barred you from entering. You simply huffed and walked away to make a phone call.

“Hey it’s me” you felt bad asking for help but how else were you gonna get in the building? “Hi, You okay?” was her response and you quickly put her worries to rest “Yeah I’m fine but the security guard won’t let me in, Charli can you sneak out and come get me? I want to surprise the guys and they’re probably busy with soundcheck so I don’t want to distu-“ Charli cut you off before you could finish rambling, “I’ll be there in a second, take a breath!” She laughed before hanging up.

The door swung open to the guards surprise and Charli came running out grabbing you in a tight hug, “Y/n I’ve missed you so much! Way too much testosterone in there” With that you both let out a laugh before turning and taking her hand while she walked you to the green room.

“Guess who I’ve found!” She announced before stepping aside and letting you move forward, a chorus of “Y/N!!” Sounded before you were taken into a crushing hug, the perpetrators beard tickling the side of your face. “Hi Ross!” You squealed as he released you from his arms and before you could breathe the same thing happened with Hann and George, “Don’t break her guys” Charli intervened. There was someone missing, the person you wanted to hug most (no offence to the rest of them, but this one was special) “Where’s Healy?” You inquired. “Havin’ a shit” Ross answered you before you all grimaced, “Tmi” Charli whined but before anyone else could say anything you heard a dramatic gasp from the doorway

You turned around to find a curly headed man staring at you, a smile plastered on his face. Before you knew it he was picking you up and twirling you around as he hugged you “My darling Y/n!” He set you back down on the floor but his hands remained respectfully on your hips, “Hello!” You squealed before hugging him again.

“Did you get over here alright?” He asked with genuine concern and you assured him you did. “I had to go rescue her from outside because the security guard wouldn’t let her in!” Charli interrupted and Matty turned to face you, “Why didn’t you call me, I would’ve rescued the damsel in distress”

“I didn’t want to disturb you if you were practicing and I wanted to surprise you and the guys together, didn’t work anyway ‘cos you weren’t even here”

“I was-“ Before he could finish he was interrupted by Ross “Havin’ a poo!” He laughed. And Matty smacked his arm.

“You look lovely by the way, I wonder who your style inspo’ was for tonight” He raised a brow,“Timotheé Chalamet” You snarked back with a straight face. “Alright, you can go home now.” He stated and turned away but you grabbed his arm and turned him back to you, “I was kidding, obviously! You are my only style inspo’ Matty, promise.” You patted his cheek and went to sit down on one of the sofas.

“Where’s Carly, Hann?” You looked at the man and asked, “She stayed back with the baby who isn’t feeling too well right now” He smiled back “Sending all my love to baby Hann and also to Carly because I miss her.” You frowned and then smiled at Hann. Matty came and squeezed between where you and Ross were sitting on the sofa and earned a glance from his best friend, “What?” He scoffed and lay his chin on your head taking in the smell of your shampoo, “Jealous much” was Ross’s reply and Matty defended himself, “I’m sorry” he exaggerated “that I missed my near and dear friend who I have not seen in over a month!” He rolled his eyes.

“You know the rest of us haven’t seen her either but we aren’t sniffing her hair” Charli spoke back straight faced “Piss off the lot of you” Matty said as he hid in your hair and you just laughed at their antics, you missed this.

About half an hour of just catching up and talking passed, Matty glued to your side the whole time, before the guys needed to head to stage, “Can I just put you in my pocket and take you out there with me?” Matty looked at you with soft eyes and you let out a laugh, “I am on the side of the stage, love. Just look for the dancing lunatic in your peripheral” you smiled at him. With that you wished the guys luck and they headed to state while you and Charli hung back at side stage listening to the thousands of adoring fans screams.

The lights dimmed soon after and then you heard his classic intro

“We are the 1975, the best band to ever exist” The screams increased and they started playing the intro of ‘Somebody to Love’ Charli and you danced and sang along all night, occasionally George would look at Charli from where he was on drums and they’d smile at each other, Matty was way too into the show and you didn’t blame him and it’s not like you were together so you shouldn’t of expected him to do the same.

It was nearing the end of the show and you didn’t know what the next song was gonna be and then the intro to ‘about you’ started. Matty looked right into the camera and mouthed “This is about you, you know who you are, I love you” and then your heart stopped beating because as soon as the lyrics started he locked eyes with you.. “I know a place..” suddenly you felt nervous and a blush creeped up your neck while charli elbowed your side. He turned back to the ground and you let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding, “He didn’t just-“ was all you managed to get out “He did.” Charli replied and shook your shoulders, she was overjoyed for you because god knows you have talked her ear off about Matty for months now.

The song went on, Matty stealing glances at you every once in awhile, each time making your stomach drop, and then right at the end on the last line he turns 45 degrees and points directly at you not breaking eye contact “Do you think I’ve forgotten about you..” and time stood still for what seemed like years but it was only a short few seconds and then the lights dimmed. For the rest of the set he didn’t glance your way again and you couldn’t really focus. You wanted him to come off of that stage, you had so many questions.

“Just before the guys’ set ended you and Charli headed back to the green room because she could see you were anywhere else but watching the show.

“You alright? Before he gets back talk to me” She sat with you on the sofa “I’m just so confused? It caught me off guard that’s all, I don’t really have any words right now, still very much processing” you laughed lightly but inside you were screaming. “Just take some deep breathes” Charli breathed with you and it actually helped settle your nerves quite a bit.

A few minutes later the green room door swung open and George, Hann and Ross came stumbling in on a high, adrenaline pumping from the show. They were shortly followed by Matty. You decided you needed to talk to him right now or you would go crazy. “Matty, can we um talk outside, privately?” Your voice soft and he nodded heading back out. You followed closing the door behind you.

“Y/n I’m so sorry- I’ve come on too strong haven’t I? I don’t want to lose you as a friend if you don’t feel the same, I fuck. I don’t know why I-“ before he could finish your lips were on his shutting him up and he melted into the kiss, the both of you confirming what you knew was true for awhile, “I love you too” you looked into his eyes and replied to what he mouthed indirectly on stage, at this he smiled so bright and kissed you again.

“I can’t believe that song worked” He said as you both embraced and he kissed your forehead, he had finally got his girl.

#matty healy x y/n #matty healy x you #matty healy angst #matty healy x reader #matty x reader #matty the 1975 #matty healy #matty fic #the 1975 fic #the 1975

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wordsofwilderness · 7 months

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Mid-week snippet

Thank you to @onehundredflamingos for the tag!

Here's a little snippet for an upcoming fic of mine:

Regulus got few opportunities like this. Away from the prying eye of the public. Able to fade enough into the background to appreciate so openly. Always the picture-perfect son. Squeaky clean image and not a gossip headline in sight. Who didn’t date, only because of his time-consuming dedication to his craft. Or that was the official story anyway.

Reality told another one. Take for example the two people standing only a short distance away. Long, blond hair, the perfect contrast to the women’s black leather top. She was pretty. But that was his well-trained eyes from the fashion world speaking. No, it was the man chatting her up, that drew his eye. The jacket and tie of his suit were thrown on the sofa in the booth behind them. Warm, golden skin exposed by rolled-up sleeves. Arms flexed an extravagant amount as he leaned on the wall beside him.

Regulus snorted at the brazen attempt at flirting. Not that it wasn’t a welcome display. Hollywood, what a place to be gay. Beautiful people and cameras everywhere. He was under no illusion as to what would happen if the world found out. If his mother found out. All the pride in the world didn’t matter when his entire life was controlled by that woman. And he wasn’t about to throw out the little freedom he’d begun to claw back.

So, he made himself content with watching. Letting his eyes travel from the dark, tussled strands of hair to the trousers that seemed both a size too small and perfectly tailored. The excellent example of clothing that exposed nothing while showing everything. The man threw his head back in a laugh, making his face visible for the first time.

Regulus nearly spat out the sip of his drink. Of course, it was him. Just lovely. He’d spent who knows how long staring at James Potter’s ass. Perfect. Absolutely perfect. Regulus frowned. The Hollywood darling boy. Movie star. Icon. Everyone either wanted to be James or be with him. Regulus wasn’t sure which sounded worse.

Where Regulus stayed out of the gossip headlines at all costs, James lived on the front page. Heartbreaker. Playboy. Womanizer.

No pressure tags for @artieststuff, @softest-cinnamon-roll and @violetmisty <33

#fic: spotlight on me (and i'm ready to break)#jegulus #regulus black #james potter #fanfic #fanfiction #marauders #tag game

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rindough · 2 years

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“good day! welcome to kira’s 400 celebration!”

= event master list ：CLOSED for participation

° — order # 4 , for haven :

= order type ：cake

= order description ：“ omg hi i just saw u on sam's blog & HAD to participate on ur event!! first off congrats!! also ur blog is like super fkin pretty??? ugh 😩anyhooo my name is haven <33 could i get a cake w geto(no srsly how hot is this man like come on), my favorite color would be like a dark red?? almost maroon but it's just really really dark red!! selfship hcs would be that in hs me and geto would pull pranks on gojo bc we like to make him irritated, & we would also skip out on school lecs sometimes to go makeout in the dorm or corner of the library 🥵💅 bc why not amirite anyways that's it bestie!! have a good time & don't forget to stay hydrated 😻 ”

= haven & suguru

“bye y/n!”

how long has it been?

an hour?

two?

your friend’s exit lingers in the back of your mind, a sigh leaving your lips when your pen makes contact with paper. your stomach rumbling but all you’ve ever wanted for today was the day to be over. to just... go home and rest with your boyfriend.

despite waking up on the wrong side of bed this morning, and having to finish this lab test before heading home, you reassured yourself that it was all for your own sake, for the sake of your experience.

signing the very corner of the paper, you feel the dread coming. you miss your boyfriend — although you’ve only last seen him this morning before entering campus — and his touch, his voice, his familiar tone of his bike roaring into the city.

you don’t care what they think about you, him, nor the sound of his bike. as you find it adds a certain fierceness to his ‘mysterious’ demeanor. just the thought of suguru in his leather jacket had your body get a little pumped up, a little excited to see him.

the elevator chimes and the door slides open, your sneakers squeaking against the tiled floor and echoing into the dark bridge connecting the university’s cafeteria and lobby.

“yo.”

you hear the familiar teasing voice, it’s dark yet you could tell his lips were playing a smirk. his tall figure soon visible enough when you come face to face with him as he cocks an eyebrow, “you’re normally down by six. what’s up with today?”

“sorry, i happened to get the tedious one today. did you wait long?”

“no, just got here,” he throws a leg over his bike after passing you your helmet. “ready to go?”

“heck yea.”

like a wild beast his engine roars into the night and without fail pulls the attention of passersby on the sidewalk of the lively city. though the gazes that fall upon you might leave you a little... bare — naked.

still the moment a hand reaches to touch his leather covered shoulder, you feel the subtle surge of warmth going through you at the back of your hand where his own one touches and caresses.

“‘guru?” you speak while looking away from the sidewalk, your first word coming out after that ten minute ride as you two waited for the traffic light to turn green. he hums, turning his head to the right where you were facing. “are you tired?”

“hm? why?” he gets up a little from his leaning posture, the male sensed that today was a little — if not — much taxing for you.

ever since this morning when he snaked an arm around your waist, your usual hum replaced with a nod. not as if it hasn’t happened before, just it only happens seldomly, and since before your relationship he’d managed to note that this is an indication that you’re tired, or you’re not fine.

“i don’t wanna go home,” he hears your breathed out voice, your knuckles finding the swift graze of his thumb very endearing before he turns back to continue his journey. “can we go somewhere? anywhere is fine, just not home.”

there was a pause before he replies, the wind getting colder, prompting you to snake your hands around him. no matter how many times your heart still races at the feel of how built he was beneath his clothing.

“we’ll go to that mall we’ve talked about —” he yells through the engine, hoping that you’ll hear him through the wind and bike, “— maybe it’ll help you ease up a little!”

“yeah sure!” at the sound of you yelling, he smiles back at the sight of the corners of your lips curving up.

“’kay, hang on tight babe.” he says, and you don’t miss the smirk playing on his lips through the side mirror.

he’s definitely going to spoil you tonight.

#📝 — works!!#👀 — events!!#geto x reader #geto suguru x reader #geto imagines #geto fluff #geto suguru fluff #geto suguru imagines #geto drabbles #geto suguru drabbles #jujutsu kaisen drabbles #jjk drabbles #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen fluff

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healthstyle101 · 6 months

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Taylor Swift's girls night before Travis Kelce's big game: Singer sizzles in an LBD as she grabs dinner with pals Blake Lively and Sophie Turner in New York

Taylor Swift Enjoys Girls' Night Out in New York City with Blake Lively and Sophie Turner On a starry Saturday night in the city that never sleeps, the renowned pop sensation Taylor Swift, at 33 years of age, painted New York City red alongside her pals Blake Lively and Sophie Turner. The trio hit the town for some quality time together, leaving fans intrigued about their escapades. Rumor has it that Taylor plans to attend her new boyfriend Travis Kelce's NFL game on the following Sunday across the Hudson River. The Kansas City Jets, Travis' team, are set to face off against the New York Jets at the sprawling MetLife Stadium in East Rutherford. Interestingly, this is the very same venue where Taylor delivered a mesmerizing performance as part of her Eras Tour back in May. But before Taylor's expected appearance at Travis' big game, she was seen enjoying the company of her close female friends. In the bustling streets of the Big Apple, Taylor was spotted holding hands with her long-time pal Blake Lively, known for her striking blonde hair. In fact, their Saturday night outing came shortly after Taylor attended the seventh birthday party of Blake's daughter Inez, who Blake shares with her husband, Ryan Reynolds. It's worth noting that Taylor even released a song in 2020 called "Betty," which she named after Blake and Ryan's third daughter, who is now three years old. Meanwhile, Taylor has been fostering a growing friendship with Sophie Turner amid Sophie's divorce from their mutual ex, Joe Jonas. Taylor and Joe briefly dated in the summer of 2008, and Taylor has penned songs rumored to be about him, including "Better Than Revenge." Joe and Sophie, who tied the knot in 2019, recently separated and are currently embroiled in a custody dispute, with Joe advocating for the US and Sophie advocating for her native UK as the residence for their two young daughters. Amid the ongoing public drama, Sophie took a break with her girlfriends, gracing New York City on Saturday night in an alluring wine-red leather dress, accentuating her statuesque legs with black leather stiletto boots and a Louis Vuitton handbag. Taylor radiated elegance in a little black dress cinched with a matching belt, complemented by her updo and a touch of makeup. Blake, who welcomed her fourth child in February, flaunted her post-baby body in a beige crop top, paired with a high-waisted leather skirt and an olive green checked jacket. As for Travis, he was spotted that same evening at his hotel in New Jersey, sporting casual attire with pinstriped trousers and a tee that humorously declared, 'I'm not doing s* today.' The world learned of Taylor's romance with Travis in mid-September, a revelation that followed Travis's candid disclosure on his podcast, where he shared his attempt to give Taylor his phone number during one of her concerts in Kansas City. The athlete had the audacity to have his phone number inscribed on a bracelet, intending to gift it to Taylor. However, his attempts to meet her backstage proved fruitless. Taylor and Travis's public appearances as a couple have garnered widespread attention, including their generous act of paying for other diners' meals during a dinner date. Taylor further fueled fan excitement when she appeared at the Arrowhead Stadium in Kansas City to cheer on Travis as he played with the Chiefs, wearing the team's signature colors, red and white, with pride. Maya Benberry, Travis's ex, offered an exclusive interview, sharing her experiences and advising Taylor to be cautious. She wishes Taylor well but underscores the importance of discerning who genuinely cares for her. Read the full article

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deadlockhq · 2 years

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｡･:*˚:✧｡ accepted!

welcome to earth-469 JET STAR. we hope you bring light back to our world, or perhaps you fall on the other end. either way, you’ll be receiving your link to the discord shortly.

thank you so much for joining tinkerbell.

:*˚:✧｡ JET STAR [29] has just landed on Earth 469. As they get used to their new home, they’ve settled in the NYC area. I’ve heard that they’re from ✧ THE TRUE LIVES OF THE FABULOUS KILLKOYS (California ‘verse) ✧ and they still have that protector, scheming, leather jacket, musician, long hair, sarcastic vibe about them. We can only hope they come to help us in this world.

✧˖*°࿐ mile mcmillan , cis-male , he/him.. by - tinkerbell , she/her , 33 , est.

#dlhq | accepted

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sunsetandthemoon · 3 years

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#lovely writer #lovely writer the series #zorzo natharuetai #tiffy #my gifs #welcome back leather jacket <33

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gamma-squad · 3 years

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The Ultimate Gamma Squad Fic Rec List

From Angst to Fluff to Reveals, fanfiction will make you cry :D

Adrinette

Double Blind Date - Alya knows Ladybug and Chat Noir's identities, and now that they're finally in the same city at the same time, she is determined to get them to meet.

The Bravery of Adrien Agreste - adrien ends up living on the streets for a while, it's extremely well written and has also adrien marrying marinette to emancipate from his father. There's also a sequel, the Bravery of Marinette Dupain-Cheng, which the author is currently writing.

Lovelace - Convinced that he's unlovable, Adrien is quickly thrown for a loop when Marinette confesses her love for him out of the blue. An akumatization and reveal later, he changes his mind about being unlovable.

The Bravery of Marinette Dupain-Cheng - After the defeat of Hawkmoth, Adrien and Marinette are strangers to each other, but somehow… married? - Sequel to The Bravery of Adrien Agreste

Soulmate Survey - A brand new dating app hits the scene, giving you a percentage of how well you match with someone else. And it is taking the world, and certain teenagers, by storm.

Cats are Colorblind! - Reverse Crush AU - Ladynoir/Adrinette - Adrien is blind but he can... feel Marinette’s features? Which happen to be the same ones as Ladybugs (Reveal)

have the stars blotted out in a brilliant morse code - Fluffy Adrinette moments and reveal? beautiful

Strength - Crack/Fluff oneshot with a reveal

Marry That Girl - Adrien finds Marinette’s plans for their wedding and just falls

League of Losers - Slightly Different Superhero AU with crack angst and fluff

You, Me & A Little Bit of the Future - future ladynoir asks adrinette to babysit and everythings cute

Practice Makes Purr-fect - Adrinette/Ladynoir + Reveal and kisses (all you need in life <3)

wish you were here - demon au, adrien is just really confused

The Moving Statue - AKDJSSD - Adrinette + Reveal

Operation Mega-Sleepover - Adrinette Sleepover Shenanigans

Butt Dial - Marinette butt dials Adrien and all his plans for a normal afternoon jumped out the window (Reveal)

The Wedding Plans of Marinette Dupain-Cheng - Adrien finds Marinette’s wedding guest list for their future wedding and he’s like ‘WHERE AM I?’ (boy you’re the groom)

Plagg Meets Marinette

i hope that fate will forgive us (for tempting the sea) - mermaid royalty au and arranged marriages - Felix x Bridgette and Adrinette - also the author is v nice <33

The Player and the Princess - Childhood friends turned enemies turned lovers <3

take me back- By marvelousmsmol

By Design - By marvelousmsmol (Still going!)

Graine de toi - By komorebirei (Still going? I’m not sure)

Smoulder - By midnightstarlightwrites (this is adorable and full of ships! Also, finished 36/36).

Lucky Us - By PrincessKitty1 (Sigh, it’s too cute! Finished 30/30).

Facades - AU with dark!Adrien. Has even a short sequel (lovesquare but mainly centered around the two main ships)

Kiss shy - By emsylcatac (This is a great one-shot!)

i don't have a latte but give me a shot - By marvelousmsmol (The one-shot, i wish was a series).

Under Lock and Key - By EdenDaphne, Maerynn (the antics! Finish 10/10)

The Woman With Blue Eyes - By ghostgirl19 (One-shot!)

Friends By Day, Enemies By Night - By Dristi5683 (This is 49/49, there’s also marichat and angst ladynoir)

A Bride for the Prince - by ChocoluckChipz (Totally_lucky) and TheNovelArtist

Penumbra - Adrienette hurt comfort, rated M for serious topics like implied noncon as a minor

keep me in your thoughts - adrienette soulmate au

Passionfruit- Adrienette soulmate au series with 3 parts

a chat in disneyland - pretty self explanatory, chat noir antics and slightly traumatized workers, everythings great

Finding Diamonds in the Rough - A prince escaping the confines of his castle. A girl who saves a naive visitor. The connection built between these two of different worlds. Welcome to another Arabian night.

Out of Your Hair - Adrien wants to support Kitty Section during their first large concert in the park, but dad says no. So of course there’s only one way this can go

Infatuation - Adrinette childhood enemies to ‘I hate you but i seriously want to kiss you’

Blindsided - Adrinette/Ladynoir - Ladybug gets hit by an akuma and goes blind but hey! Adrien/Chat Noir is literally the most amazing person ever and that helps (Reveal)

Just a Friendly Game Night - The four teenagers arrange a game night at Marinette’s house. What could go wrong

Just Best Friends - The sequel to ‘Just a Friendly Game Night’ where the teenagers deal with what went wrong

We’ve Got It Covered - Marinette needs to create a concept album cover design for Jagged Stone, but when she can’t get anything, the stress builds…

Le Prix du Silence - this is in French, by Etoile-lead-Sama, but it's so worth google translating! Especially her inverted umbrella scene where Marinette gives the umbrella back to Adrien because she wants to rid her feelings for him and in that moment he realises that he's in love with her… *heartbreak* but it's all wonderful and her slow burn is exceptional

Shop, Bake, Eat... - Crack, mature humor and content

Having a Ball - Adrien and Marinette attend a Victorian ball without recognizing each other.

In Which Adrien Agreste Butt Dials Ladybug - Based on NY Special, what if Adrien kept the remote to the cat toy in his back pocket?

The Jacket - Marinette gives a black jacket to Adrien and he thinks she's figured him out.

Stuck In A Bakery (With You) - during the pandemic, Adrien gets stuck in the bakery with Marinette and family.

MariChat:

Chat Got Your Back - Lila I don’t like you and neither does Chat

Burgundy and Blush - Marinette needs a date for the dance, and Chat Noir is happy to help. But can the two teens in denial make it through the night without catching feelings?

The Trouble With Kissing Boys - When an akuma handcuffs Chat Noir and Marinette together, true feelings are revealed… but only to get the cuffs off. Really

double jeu - An injured Chat Noir leads to a frantic Marinette and frequent midnight visits neither of them had expected to get used to.

Lace or Leather - Sequel to Burgundy and Blush

Stand-In Journalist - MariChat being besties

spark - marichat dating app shenanigans

Forget-Me-Not - Marinette looses her memories a little bit (unfinished)

Jealousy - Onesided reveal and then it turns into a love confession and a reveal

When Duty and Desire Meet - By EdenDaphne, midnightstarlightwrites. (Still going! Its so romantic, the yellow rose hits me the most)

Selfless - By ghostgirl19 ( I wish this fic was still going but it’s not! It’s discontinued!! T~T)

The Cat, the Bell, and the Wardrobe (Malfunction) - ChocoluckChipz (Totally_lucky), Eizabet, KryallaOrchid, Maerynn, midnightstarlightwrites. (I know the embracement... It’s also a one-shot!)

The Wingman Visits - By NiuNiu. (This is completed with 16/16 and rated mature!).

I Won’t Hold You Back - THE BEST PROM FIC YOU’LL EVER READ. Adrien invites Mari to prom. In which Adrien Awkward Awkward Awkward Athanase Agreste makes an appearance.

A Gamer’s Pride - No miraculous but they’re video game partners and they hate each other but they like each other and HHHHHHHH

Diamonds never leave you... men do! - Marinette the cop and Chat Noir the criminal (they’re dating <3)

Kiss and Dash - It starts of when Marinette kisses Adrien on a dare and runs off but it really spirals out of control when Chat Noir takes revenge with his own kiss and dash. Do all people kiss the same way? Adrienette/Marichat/Ladynoir/Ladrien. - I THINK I ASCENDED WHILE READING THE FIRST CHAPTER

No Longer Running From - After an Akuma attack, Marinette runs off in order to avoid Chat Noir, but she didn’t count on him being so willing to come after her.

Chat Blanc - Chat Blanc fights with reveals and Adrien being a good person even when akumatized

Worries - Chat is very concerned for the well-being of Marinette who he has noticed, decides to run into akuma battles in a very much not safe way

Rooftop Tears and Gentle Hugs [Vent] - Marinette goes mute for a week, and everybody is worried. It seems only a concerned Chat is the one to finally reach her.

Tendencies - (series) lots of good writing starting out as marichat and then a reveal

Just Chatting - Chat crashes onto Marinette's balcony and continues to visit. Marinette finds herself impulsively getting closer to him, and then everything goes to shit.

Reves de Noir et Blanc - LISTEN. MARICHAT HURT/COMFORT AFTER A NIGHTMARE MAKES ME FEEL CERTAIN THINGS

Physical Touch - Chat Noir, my amazing child, is touch starved. Marinette is happy to help with some cuddles

It’s Okay to Cry - THE SUMMARY ALONE GOT ME FEELING SOME STUFF LET MARINETTE SHOW EMOTION - Marinette feels the burden of not letting her negative emotions show, since Ladybug cannot let herself be akumatized, no matter what. A cat is there to let her vent.

heartstrings - HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA - they frggin kiss and its dramatic and teenage drama and romace

Crushed - Stuck under a collapsed building together, Chat Noir and Marinette have a heart to heart. (Reveal)

Every Heartbeat: A Marichat May 2021 Story: - Reeling from a brutally difficult day, Marinette finds her life becomes amazingly complicated after impulsively inviting Chat Noir to spend the evening with her. But when the suave feline begins to weave his way into her heart, she realizes rather quickly just how conflicted her feelings for her partner truly are.

A Roll of the Dice - AVERT YOUR EYES INNOCENT CHILDREN - mature (obviously) Alya gives Marinette an adult dice set and at night time, Chat Noir dares her to use it.

tell me something i don’t know - the infamous marichat soulmate au by the beloved carpisuns

Trading (Momentary) Burdens - UM. YOU HAD ON RIGHT?? I AM SAD??- Ladybug gets hurt mid-fight and Chat has to turn into Misterbug to save her

Miraculous Dupont - Marinette finds herself attacked by Chat Blanc, an akuma at the orders of Hawkmoth. But before the akuma can do any damage, she's saved by Chat Noir, a superhero who is fighting the akumas. Chat Noir senses something in her and takes her to the magical school he attends, Miraculous Dupont, where Master Fu, the head teacher, agrees that she has potential to be a Miraculous holder. So Marinette is thrown into a world of hidden identities, akuma fights and mysteries and ends up by discovering that this whole world wasn't that unknown to her to start with, that the boy behind the mask, of whom she desperately falls in love, wasn't a stranger from her too, and it's all connected to two lucky charms, a seal and a mysterious magical potion she (and her friends) should never have been exposed to...

Tyger, Tyger, Burning Bright - chat noir gives the tiger miraculous to marinette. I love her concept of the tiger miraculous, so cool!

Terror on La Seine - Villains weren't supposed to help when there are others in need. But can Hawk Moth truly stand aside and do nothing? Especially when a young woman he knows personally is in danger? TW: implied trafficking

Madness Within - If you want slowburn, feral Chat Noir and dark themes this is a great place to start and I’m super excited for what’s to come. Very highly recommend

you came to me with gold and i mended the pieces - Adrien gets into a really ugly argument with his father, and as a result the poor boy gets a slap right across the face. In a daze, he runs away from home, transforms, and decides to seek comfort in a really close friend of his.

I’ll Be Your (Wing)Man - When Chat Noir finds Marinette sighing over her failed love life, he decides to help her get the boy of her dreams. Nothing can go wrong here. Absolutely nothing.

The Tendencies Series - HIGHLY RECOMMEND and will sure to keep you busy for a while

LadyNoir:

A Summer Treat - LadyNoir Icecream date in Shanghai and lovestruck adrien

TKO - LadyNoir workouts and they KISS

Doctor, Doctor, Give me The News (Your Lips Is The Only Cure I Could Use) - Plagg’s sick, Adrien’s in love, Shit Happens™

Of Yellows, Pinks and Blues - New York Special LadyNoir but with ROSES

Long Live - LadyNoir based on the song <3

Letters of Lovers - LadyNoir writing down all their feelings on letters BUT THEN AT THE END THEY READ IT + Reveal

A Bad Dream - Ladybug tells Chat about a ‘dream’ where he was Chat Blanc (spoiler alert: it wasn’t a dream)

The Bug and Cat Show - ADKLJSASD READ THIS

You’re My Sight - Adrien is blind but with the miraculous, he can see and this is very much a wonderful thing to happen to him. One day he tells Ladybug.

United - OMFG - ladynoir established relationship (+Reveal)

a nine-year-old - i havent met anyone that hasn’t read this fic but still (im still sorry emsy, i believed you were 9 with my entire heart 😭)

Death By Ladybug - Flirty Ladybug and Flustered Chat Noir

Chat Noir’s White French Man Hitlist For Feminist Purposes - (THIS HAS A PODFIC NOW)

Liquid Luck - LadyNoir Banter + Reveal

Symphony - Adrinette/LadyNoir + Reveal (with the best ending ever omg)

The Miraculous Tweets of @luckylady and @chatnoir - Internet Shenanigans

Problems - ladynoir fluff

Only a beat a cat can hear - Ladybug tells Chat when he finds out about her blindness that she scared about him leaving her. He’s having none of this self deprecating stuff and reassures her that he loves her a lot and nothing changes that.

M’Lady - THEIR LAST DAYS AS SUPERHEROES :’’’’))) (Reveal)

It was just a cheek kiss! - Ladybug slowly falling for Chat and them finally getting together (my friends thought I was getting murdered when I readthis. So many screams)

Discordant Sonata - EdenDaphne (Still going!)

like poles of a magnet - By maketea (8/8! It's finished!)

From the Ashes - By MiniMinou (Finish! Btw this is angst and mature rated)

Ladybug and Chat Noir's Guide to the Rooftops of Paris - PipTheMagnificent (One-shot!)

in the dead of night, your eyes so green - this ones by miraculouslycool so you know its good

Day 7: Interview - Chat Noir being cute with kids

Misunderstanding - LadyNoir Identity Shenanigans <3

Not Kitten Around, Badylug - the road to reveal, integrating parts of S4, all in mobile texts. Sweet, funny. The kind of pick-me up you need after an angsty ep.

Two Seconds - perfect for a light morning read.

i think it’s time i told you (im a fan of your universe) - LadyNoir (AND THEY GET MARRIED)

It’s Not PDA If You’re Just Friends - They’re just friends! Friends can kiss each others shoulders and spin each other around, right?

I Guess That Makes Us Even - Chat Noir dying = REALLY SAD LADYBUG AND COMFORT - its by buggchat so you already know its simply superior

Red Strings and Markers - Soulmate AU my beloved

little kitty on the rood, wearing his lady’s boxers - Adrien in Ladybug boxers, Marinette in the pool with her pjamas, Adrien uses his one braincell and realizes some pretty shocking things (Reveal)

dont let me die alone - okay so you may get a lil sad but you know

Return to Base - LadyNoir laser tag baby, Adrienette laser tag with LadyNoir dynamic, reveal

The Ladyblog Comment Section - they like to annoy alya in the comments. and flirt. but they dont realize the last part yet

Irreplaceable - Adrien is insecure. Marinette doesn't let anyone talk bad about her partner.

Where are you Chat Noir? - As the final battle unfolds to their defeat, Hawkmoth and Mayura use plan b and withdraw in a 'Sentiworld', a parallel reality created with an Amok. What's worse, they drag Chat Noir with them. What's even worse, Ladybug can't say goodbye, or I love you. Guilty and desperate, what will she be ready to sacrifice to get her partner back? (Rated R for mature content)

Kitty Chat Kisses - Give Chat more kisses please, this was so sweet and cute and sad and just...someone give Chat some hugs and kisses and tell him he did a good job

i’ll marry you - Chat Noir talks to his sleepy girlfriend about their future.

Upon the Eiffel Tower, They Reveal it All. - Chat Noir spots Ladybug heading towards the Eiffel tower without telling him, and when he checks on her, finds out more than he thought he would.

Two Hundred and Fifty Four - aspik angst :’)

Ladrien:

bang bang - KISSES

whose woods these are (I think I know) - FIRST OF ALL, its a cinderella au and its MAGNIFICENT - Four years after his future turns to cinders, Adrien is a servant in the house he was meant to inherit. Disowned by his father and abused by his stepmother, his days are filled with drudgery until he meets a masked huntress in the forest behind his father's chateau.As his friendship with Ladybug turns to first love, he dreams of a future spent at her side.Then, on the eve of the Princess's masquerade, he meets his guardian—and is granted a wish.

The Tell-Tale Kiss - Adrien gets discouraged when Ladybug turns down Paris’ favorite cat every time. But what if Paris’ favorite model asks her?

The Cat and His Daffodils - I adore Hanahaki AU’s and this was one was really good and wonderfully angsty.

Post/One Sided Reveal:

Serendipitous Fate - With Hawkmoth growing stronger, Chat Noir and Ladybug need to practice. And get teammates. And grow stronger together. Which means learning each other’s identity, no matter the risks. Unfinished, but worth it. Also, there is some smut near the end, but the author warns the reader on the exact chapter and it is very skippable

switch it up - Adrien uses the Ladybug miraculous and everyone simps even harder

Remember That Time When... - Marinette is ready to enjoy her wedding anniversary with her wondrful husband. Except when she wakes up, she’s not going to be able to celebrate her anniversary. In fact, she’s seventeen again.

Divide By Infinity - Post-Reveal Adrinette being adorable and looking at LadyNoir moments

Bad Day - Adrien finds out Marinette’s Ladybug on the toilet and everything just does downhill from there

Get Agrekt - Post Reveal + Drunk Adrien my beloved

Under The Stars - PROPOSAL

Do You Hear That, Love? - Post-Reveal angst and babies

Side Effects of Paw-esome Merch: Model Chokes on Air - Post Reveal Marinette making my poor boy adrien consciously try not to die by wearing Chat Noir merch

Serotonin Boosts - ADRIEN LOVES HIS GIRLFRIEND OKAY?

When the Wedding Bells Toll - Post Reveal Adrinette pretend to date to get free food at a wedding (ha ha guess who fell in love againnnn)

All You Had to Do Was Stay - first of all, OOF - Marinette and Adrien reveal their identities and he panics and Marinette, three years later, sees him again for Alya’s wedding with the urge to both kiss him and punch him in the face

Adrinette April Day 23: Sunset - CUTE FLUFFY PEOPLE (its by sketchy-panda)

Forget-Me-Not - written way before oblivio but basically, oblivio

The Wall Between Us - Lukanette, Adrigami, Alya finding out, lovesquare reveal, Adrien finding out Gabe is Hawkmoth, then theres Adrinette being in love and MarcNath walking in them making out. Its a whole vibe. Two Seconds was written in response to this :D

Mari Me - CHRISTMAS PROPOSALS AND CHILDREN ARE BEAUTIFUL OKAY?

Trolling Alya - After Adrien and Marinette reveal their identities to each other, instead of going right into dating, they agree to just be friends and take their time. Alya is not having it.

The Biological Imperative - excellent explicit story with an interesting concept about tikki being able to freeze the power of all miraculouses in her box in case of marinette's pregnancy. Adrienette of course.

The Closest Thing to Love - god i love a good fake dating story - post reveal Aged Up - adrien decides that the best way to gain independence from his dad was to get married. To who you ask? Of course its his lady, Marinette Dupain Cheng. Nothing could go wrong! They’re just friends after all.

Not A Ship But Hella good Stories

Papa Bear - In which Tom is the one to figure out Adrien’s home life is putting him in danger and helps Adrien escape.

Nooroo Uses a Swear Word - He really, really does. But he has a very good reason, so... let's hear him out, shall we? Crackfic, one-shot.

Move to Safety - Sort of a longer take on the ‘ Adrien runs away and seeks shelter with the Dupain-Chengs’. Involves the final battle and Adrien knowing Gabe is Hawkmoth.

I Know, Kid - Plagg has a very important conversation with his holder when they return home after defeating Guiltrip.

Chat Noir is My Science Teacher - When Mattheu Magan witnesses his chemistry teacher, Adrien Dupain-Cheng, transform into his favorite superhero Chat Noir, he becomes the Monkey Miraculous holder Monkid, going on adventures and learning what it means to be a hero alongside under his new meow-ntor. (OC, Adventure, Aged-up - Yall ive only known Mattheu for like, a month BUT I LOVE HIM WITH ALL MY HEART)

Won’t Tell a Soul - Nino finds out that Marinette is Ladybug and keeps the secret. Kind of.

Motherfucking Superheroes - Directly following the events of the season 3 finale, Alya Cesaire decides to create a groupchat with all the known Miraculous holders, which sets off an investigation into Ladybug’s identity. (Crack, Groupchat/Text fic)

My Boy - Gabriel creates a sentimonster copy of himself to free himself from unimportant matters, but he didn’t expect it to become more human than himself. (Angst, Mentions of torture)

The Malicious Pavilin - Evil gay Emilie is a whole ass mood

Never Sing At Home - Based on that ‘hey, bad news and good news. Bad news, Hawkmoth knows my identity, good news, I know his!’ prompt on tumblr

Bite off more than you can chew and you’ll choke - Lila gets exposed fics my beloved

ouef, ouch, owie - Chat and Rena plan some Aspik-related shenanigans to cover up Chat’s secret identity when Ladybug decides to have all the Miraculous heroes train together. (Crack)

What the Cat Dragged In - MCU Crossover

the last day on earth - Chat Blanc angst is top-tier

Air Miraculous - Miraculous but with Basketball and Shoes

how the strings intertwine - MDC Fic - UNFINISHED BUT AMAZING

Nine Lives - Hurt/Comfort, Adrien Centric

In Good Hands - in which Ladybug tells Chat Noir about her new confidant and Chat chooses his own.

How Nino Waged War with Gabriel Agreste - By ChocolateXMyMouth (Still going!)

The Inappropriate Touching Talk - this is another pure crack. Gabriel finds out that Adrien "touches inappropriately" Marinette and decides to have "the talk" (or rather have someone else have the talk with him)

Broken - Cop AU with lots of angst :D

Informant - miracuclass group chat au with identity shenanigans

Lucky Fox Paradox - Marinette gives succeeds in giving Alya the ladybug miraculous. And regrets it. Enter, the fox miraculous.

“I have plan” - based on the ‘Ladybug joins the fight as multimous and she and rena rouge won’t let adrien leave to transform and its just crack’

Sting - Chat Noir mysteriously vanished, and as much as Ladybug hates it, she can’t do her job alone. Which is why she decides to give Adrien to bee miraculous until her partner returns!

Accidental Dates - The four friends make a group chat to plan game nights. Some people tend to take it further

Leave for Mendeleiev - Marinette is in Mendeleiev’s class instead of Bustier’s, meaning new friends and different relationships

Ridiculous, Utterly Ridiculous - rejected one time too many, Chat Noir ends in tears on someone's balcony. No, not Marinette's. Chloé's. And no, it doesn't end with an adrikloe (or how it's called). Chloé actually ends up being a good friend (*insert ohhhh of surprise*)

I’ll Handle This - Adrien accepts a deal with Plagg for the black kwami to resolve his problems. And Plagg succeeds.

let’s get covered in flames and play some games with the smoke - 1920s enemies to lovers soulmates au that makes me want to jump off a building in a good way

Ruffled - Harry Potter AU

Passionfruit - Adrienette soulmate au series with 3 parts

Repetition - One day adrien stumbles upon hawkmoth’s lair. In response, Gabe wipes his memory and is done with it. until it happens again, and again, and again…

Bite Me. - Vampire!Alya one-shot. Really good world-building in this one chapter alone!

“I have a plan.” - Really funny one-shot where Marinette’s idea of going in as Multimouse doesn’t exactly pan out how she wanted it to.

Back to Us - After a reveal so shocking it rocks the core of Paris itself, the villain Hawk Moth is finally defeated...at a great personal cost to heroes Ladybug and Chat Noir. With the city safe, they go their separate ways, returning to the lives they were forced to put on hold since receiving their Miraculous.

Free Falling - Fantastic story with amazing and well written themes that I really just adored reading. Beautifully written and wonderful plot/story

Other Ships (outside of Love Square):

The Worst and Best Thing - GabeNath, drama and angst with a happy ending

Operation Lovebirds - DJWifi - Alya and Nino try and get Adrien and Marinette together, and get more than they thought they would

Phase Eight - Sequel to Operaton Lovebirds - Three years after the failure of Operation Lovebirds, Alya and Nino’s relationship is tested when Alya comes across a startling secret.

Cola Date - DJWifi - When Alya finds herself on a date with the wrong guy she searches for unconventional help to get her out of this. Luckily, the cute waiter doesn't mind to help her out with a favor.

Soundless - Lukadrien - Luka has the Ladybug Miraculous and can pretty much tell who’s Chat Noir

Hotdogs and Icecream - Lukagami - Luka and Kagami hanging out while Adrinette are being in love during the NY Special

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Taking this opportunity to get more Lost Boys content hehe

If I can, can I please get some headcanons of David and Paul (separate) dating a Frog! Reader?? Like they've never mentioned that they're related to the lil vampire hunters and the boys find out?? I love stuff like this sbsjsn

HI ANTHONY LMFAOOOO

I was honestly looking really forward to writing this!!! also pls keep in mind I have yet to rewatch the movie, so I hope they're as in character possible! I'll still use the headcanons and interpretations I've come up with <33

enjoy!!!

Paul and David with a Frog!s/o

format: headcanons

warnings: it's almost 6am as I start (once again) and I won't fully proofread!

David.

I have a love hate relationship with this man. His devotion is obvious, but just as much as his need to be in control and get what he wants. So when he set eyes on you, he decided he had to have you.

David definitely has game though. He'll smooth talk you anytime he "runs into you" on the docks, even drive by on his bike and rev it up to try and get your attention for longer than a few seconds-

he's smitten, but he won't admit it. He doesn't like vulnerability

Something sparks between you two. You finally give him the time of day and hold a little conversation with him, then he takes you for a joy ride under the full moon <3

it was romantic in a way. Even with all his friends riding along and whooping and hollering behind the two of y'all.

It's probably difficult getting involved with David, especially with your little brothers.

they swear there's something off about him and his friends, and cite their comic books as evidence and complain when you go on yet another date with him- but your parents are quick to hush them up and wish you well. They're far too tired to deal with the "vampire hunter" shenanigans the two have going on.

And it's great. Despite David being an obvious pain in the side, him pestering you earns him some more time with you.

You never thought to tell him about your family. Why would it matter? David says he doesn't have any around, so you figured that you wouldn't have to introduce yours-

Your brothers adamancy on David's nature unfortunately did lead to them sneaking out and hunting you both down. It's we'll past midnight when they find you on the beach with David, relaxing and watching the sky as you chat.

It's a mess soon after. Edgar and Alan had attempted to attack David to protect their older sibling, and instead end up on their asses on the beach and getting lectured by you.

David is upset of course. He was caught off guard and that's really uncool!

he brushes himself off. Doesn't say a word even as you try to continuously diffuse the situation.

They did just try to drive a makeshift stake through his back- who wouldn't be upset and unnerved?

"So you're telling me... You're related to those little thorns in my side? Am I getting that right?"

Obviously they've caused more than enough trouble for tonight, so you apologize and take them home. This time they stay in bed, more than happy to avoid another long-winded yelling spew from you about "don't kill my sorts boyfriend!"

don't worry. It won't be long til you hear a familiar bike revving up outside your house

David will welcome you with open arms (and some surprise) when you race our the door to apologize again, all whilst hugging him

"Hey, less apologizing and more "getting on the bike" alright? I've got something nice planned for us."

You'll end up wrapped in David's leather jacket and cozying up to his side as his pals shout and mess around with each other somewhere nearby.

Yes. David is a vampire. Full 'blooded'. But now he really can't let you know that... Not yet anyways.

He has some stuff to take care of first

Paul.

Oh where to start with this beautiful man...

A real charmer this one. Marko had egged him on to ask you out or get your number when the gang had spotted you and immediately noticed Paul's instant liking to you

Paul is many things, but he ain't shy. That's for damn sure.

So he saunters up to where you're sat and introduces himself. He's Paul, what about you? Oh what a stunning name! Wanna go out? Get some food?

Unfortunately for him you've already ate by then. He visibly deflates until you offer to go out the next night.

One harmless date leads to another. And another. You don't know what this man has done, but he has you entranced. He's trapped you and you're not getting free anytime soon.

Well... the attention is nice... maybe you don't want to get free anytime soon?

After a month or so, you boldly offer to have him over at your place. Obviously you're quick to tell him that you just want some company as you watch your brothers. Your parents wanted to go out.

Honestly you were surprised the burned out couple made it out of bed

He's hesitant. Surprising coming from him, you'd think he'd be quick to jump on the idea. He agrees eventually, on the condition that you order some food and let him pick the movies y'all watch.

The date didn't go as planned needless to say. It started off fine! Then your brothers inserted themselves into your business and decided to join you and Paul for dinner.

Paul entertains them for a little while, teasing them and laughing when you tell him to knock it off.

But you don't miss how he clearly bristled when the two of them entered the room. Maybe he just didn't like kids....

That idea seemed ridiculous so you didn't let it bother you. You had to make sure Edgar and Allen didn't do anything stupid.

And oh did they.

The second you and Paul turned your backs, they had poured garlic powder into his food.

They stared at him as he took a bite of his now contaminated food. Soon enough he was coughing and his face was red. He wasn't choking, just having a very bad allergic reaction.

he stumbles into the bathroom where he washes his face, hands, and arms. Even his neck. And in the kitchen you raise hell, telling them about his garlic allergy and how much they had literally fucked up-

The three of you only snapped out of the argument when Paul slammed the front door and was off into the night.

you were distraught. Your parents were upset at both you and your brothers. You for having a boyfriend over that they never met, and them for almost killing the guy!

You can't keep Paul away though. No, that's not how that works. You'll see him around. You don't know it, but he's keeping an eye on you.

But you'll have to seek him out to apologize and ask if he's alright. David is shocked by the absolute gall you have to be walking up to the gang when your brothers just almost KILLED PAUL.

You don't know the truth, and that's the only thing keeping you alive. And in Paul's arms, of course.

He'll forgive you. It wasn't your fault anyway technically.

"I'm never going near those hell spawns though."

yeah who can blame him....

Paul is a sucker for attention. He'll ultra super forgive you if you shower him in your affection after that fiasco, ensuring he knows how sorry you are and how worried you had been-

Will kiss you in front of the gang. Marko will heave and then make fun of you both.

Then high five Paul when you're not looking, ofc.

and yeah, there's no denying. David is pissed.

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strawnarrries · 3 years

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Niall Horan Blurbs

Welcome to my Niall blurb masterlist! All my blurbs are 600 words or less and organized from oldest to newest! I hope you all enjoy reading and feedback is always welcome!

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Last updated: October 18, 2021

1. Niall won't let you help him build the crib

2. Niall finds you sprawled out across the bed

3. Your unborn baby likes it when Niall sings / part 2

4. Niall likes when you wear your glasses

5. You lose your virginity to Niall *

6. You and Niall have your first fight

7. You meet Niall's mom for the first time

8. You and Niall share your first kiss

9. You and Niall find out you’re pregnant after just having a baby

10. Niall sees you walking down the aisle in your wedding dress

11. You meet Niall at a party

12. Niall treats you like a princess while you’re on your period

13. You and Niall go on your first date

14. Bestfriend!Niall gets jealous when you go out with one of his friends

15. You surprise Niall on tour

16. You and Niall decided to finally go all the way *

17. You and Niall have “I missed you” sex *

18. You and Niall have birthday sex *

19. You and Niall break up and finally find your way back to each other *

20. Niall is stressed but you know how to help him

21. Shawn gets you and bestfriend!Niall to kiss

22. You and Niall go on our honeymoon +

23. You and Niall have sexy times on your honeymoon *

24. You and Niall have sex backstage at his show *

25. You and Niall sneak away at a house party to have sex *

26. You and Niall have sleepy, lazy sex *

27. You tell Niall you’re pregnant

28. Niall doesn’t want you near him because he’s sick

29. Conor teases you and Niall because you accidentally called him during sexy times *

30. Niall leaves for tour and you say goodbye

31. You and Niall get home after a long flight

32. Niall walks in on you and your friends during “girl talk”

33. You refuse to let Niall help you with money

34. Cuddling with Niall

35. Niall falls asleep on your lap

36. The one that’s based on the pic of Niall in a leather jacket *

37. Your child interrupts you and Niall during a sexy moment *

38. You and Niall have sex at his parents house *

39. You and Niall make out for the first time +

40. You’re sick and Niall takes care of you

41. Niall comes home to your son being a brat and he has to scold him

42. You’re a virgin and you learn about Niall's body *

43. Niall and you show pda

44. You're studying to be a teacher and Niall helps you with your homework

45. Niall writes a song for you

46. You wear a shirt of the football team Niall hates +

47. Niall gets annoyed bc you’re afraid of the dark after watching a scary movie / part 2

48. You give Niall his first blowjob *

49. Niall takes care of you after a bad day at work

50. You and Niall decided to do a “first look” before your wedding

51. You and Niall make a sex playlist and you secretly add one of his songs to it *

52. Niall comforts you after a bad day

53. You get sinus headaches and Niall finds you on the couch in the morning

54. Niall picks you up when you're drunk and you're being all cutesy

55. You and Niall pause your argument bc you have a bad day at work and need a hug

56. You accidentally cut yourself while shaving and Niall is dramatic

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goodgirlofglory · 3 years

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That which lingered on his mind /Chapter 6

Chapter 5 - Epilogue

Pairing: Dark!Steve Rogers x reader(series), Steve Rogers x reader

Word count: 4,1k

Warnings: 18+, non-con(series), dub-con(series), Explicit sexual content, Explicit language, smut, oral (f/m receiving), angst, fluff

Chapter summary: You and Steve reunite after three months of silence to find each longing just as much for the other. Much needed closure takes place, and you find comfort in each other’s arms...

Author’s note: This chapter is just a huge ball of fluff (and some smut). I can’t seem to let go of the feeling that Steve and Y/N belong together, and neither can they lol. There will be one more part to this series, and possibly an epilogue. Thank you so much to those who have followed the series, and to those of you who are new. I love you guys for all the love and feedback you give, it makes my heart melt<3 The end of this chapter is consciously and heavily inspired by this fic by @wkemeup. Both this and the first part is an absolutely amazing and exhilarating read which I continuously return to, so I heartily recommend you go check it out! Your media consumption is your own responsibility, but I advise you to not engage if any of the content in the warnings are troubling to you. My work is not beta-read, so all mistakes are my own. My work is not the be distributed outside this blog. Reblogs, likes and replies are very welcome!! Hope you enjoy<33

You had stared so much at the slip of paper on the fridge, you’d practically memorized the digits by now.

Three months had gone by since you left the Avengers compound, the steady rhythm of your day-to-day making it seem almost like a dream by now.

A moving truck had come and packed Steve’s apartment up and out during the first week, and you’d been embarrassed by the way you’d spied on them through the peephole in your door.

Fury and Natasha had swore on S.H.I.E.L.D’s behalf to not contact you further unless there was any sign of danger, and there had been complete radio silence on their part since then.

You now had no idea where Steve Rogers was in the world, or how he was. You actually missed him...like a lot.

You stood in your kitchen, mindlessly flipping through a magazine on a wednesday afternoon when your eyes kept returning to the slip of paper on the fridge. You’d considered contacting him before. Every day for the last three months, in fact. But you’d always shook the thought from your head. Surely it wouldn’t be good for him to open up those wounds again..

No, you should let him move on...even if you couldn’t.

But that night the thought was completely unshakeable, restless adrenaline fueling your body as the slip of paper called out to you.

With a huff, you closed the magazine, stalked up to the fridge and ripped the paper off.

Just burn it, get rid of it, make it impossible to contact him so that you have no choice but to move on.

That was the rational thought, the one you should’ve headed.

But instead, you found yourself flinging your phone out and with shaky fingers tapping the digits into it before pressing the green phone icon with a decisive thumb.

Your elevated heartbeat thumped through your body as you held the phone to your ear, actually sweating.

Two buzzing tones droned on by, each filling you with instant regret, before the third was abruptly cut off.

“Rogers speaking.”

Your breath caught in your throat. There he was.

“Hello? Who is this?” he pressed.

“Eh..hi Steve,” you stuttered out awkwardly.

You held your breath as the silence from the other end droned on.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah, um...hi,”

“Hi,” he answered, sounding incredulous.

“Hi,” you said, distracted by his voice, even as distorted as it was through the phone.

A moment passed with complete silence before you snapped back to yourself.

“Um, I...Natasha gave me your number, if you’re wondering,” you blurted out.

“Y-yeah, I suppose I should be wondering about that,” he answered, “H-How are you? Is everything alright?”

“Yeah, yeah, everythings fine,” you rushed out. For a moment, a panicked voice in the back of your head yelled how dumb you looked. Steve clearly thought you were calling because of some trouble with S.H.I.E.L.D or Hydra. It’d been three months, he was probably not thinking about you anymore.

“I’ve been thinking about you,” you heard him say from the other end of the line.

“I mean, I’ve been hoping you were okay, you know, doing well,” he quickly corrected himself.

“I’ve been thinking about you too,” you whispered.

“Sorry, what was that? This phone is kinda old...I think, so it’s difficult to hear you.”

“Yeah, uh, Steve...I was wondering if you’d..maybe, possibly, if you have time...like to talk. With me. Face to face, that is,” you stammered out in such a way, embarrassment burned on your cheeks by the time you were done.

“I’d really like that,” he answered, and you thought you might hear a smile in his tone.

“Great,” you breathed, relief washing over you, excitement setting in its wake.

You were sweating bullets as you looked out over the lake in Central Park, the spring sun warm on your skin as you waited.

You were thirty minutes early, not being able to sit still back at home.

You noticed him the moment he appeared over Cherry Hill, your breath picking up as he got nearer.

He was dressed in a pale blue button up and the brown leather jacket you knew so well from the hallway. He was clean shaven and his hair was cut short. He looked like the Steve who’d lived next door to you for so many years.

He stopped a few feet away.

You looked at each other in silence, and there was this sweet ache spreading throughout your heart as you looked into his shining, blue eyes.

“Thank you for meeting me,” he said sincerely after a moment.

“Yeah, well I was the one who called you,” you said sheepishly.

“True...Natasha, huh?” he said, and now there was amusement in his voice.

“Natasha,” you repeated.

God, you wanted to reach out and touch him, you’re body buzzing with energy from having him this close. It was magnetic.

“Do you wanna walk?” you said instead, hoping you were masking your shivering form well enough.

“Sure thing,” he said, and you fell into step along the lake, missing the way his eyes lingered on you.

You talked about small stuff for a while, falling into such a comfortable pace you were soon giggling and joking, watching intently as Steve threw his head back in a hearty laugh at one point.

It all just felt so right, so tranquil as the sun set on the park, the time having flown by.

“Oh damn,” you said, looking down at your watch, “I’ve gotta go.”

“Can I walk you home? For once I could say knowing where my date lived wouldn’t be creepy,” Steve answered, his cheeks turning a bright flush of pink when he understood what he’d said.

You averted your eyes, way too exhilarated by his words to keep eye contact.

“I didn’t mean...That just slipped out, I know that’s not why you asked me to meet you,” he continued, awkwardly scratching his neck, the air between you suddenly thick.

“Honestly, I don’t know why I called you,” you said, stopping dead in your tracks and looking at him. The park was nearly empty around you, varm street lights blinking to life.

This is it, you thought as he looked into your eyes with mild confusion, blue eyes intense.

“I just knew that I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” you admitted nervously while looking down at your shoes. You could feel the words slipping out of you, but you couldn’t stop the ramble coming on. “It’s like I can’t handle myself. I probably shouldn’t be this drawn to you, considering the things that happened, but I am. For I don’t see those things anymore. All I see is you...and you’re…”

You trailed off as your eyes met his, his face contorted in an expression you couldn’t quite decipher.

He stepped closer to you, and you swallowed hard, your throat dry all of a sudden. Your body surged with the need to touch him.

He stood mere inches away from you now, looking down at you with such intensity, you shivered.

“I can’t stop thinking about you, either,” he whispered. His hand came up to cup your cheek, but he stopped himself a few centimeters away, hesitating.

Reaching your limit, you leaned into his touch. The warmth of his hand felt like a balm on your skin, making you sigh in instant content.

“I need you to tell me this is alright,” he said, and you heard the tremor in his voice, the way his breath was uneven, his body rigid.

“This is alright,” you whispered.

“I need you to say stop the moment I overstep,” he said, urgency in his tone.

“You won’t,” you answered.

“Just tell me you’ll say stop,” he interrupted, almost desperate as his grip on your cheek became more strained.

You understood consent was just as important to him in that moment, if not more.

“I will,” you said with a nod.

He let out a small sigh of relief, his eyelashes fluttering for a tiny second.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked then, and you thought your heart would fly out of your chest.

“Yes,” you whispered desperately.

He surged forward, but pressed his lips to yours softly, tentatively, sweet and gentle.

Your body seemed to implode, sparks jolting through every nerve.

His hand reached back to hold your neck, the other arms wrapping around your waist to press your body firmly to his. Your hands wringed the leather of his jacket as they went around to cling to his back. You stood flush against each other, and still you needed him closer.

The kiss grew more hungry and Steve seemed almost starved as his mouth devoured yours. You broke the kiss once you both were out of breath, and Steve leaned his forehead to yours.

“Walk me back to mine?” you asked hopefully.

He nodded enthusiastically, before drawing you in for another searing kiss.

Back at your apartment, he hesitated slightly at your doorstep, and you remembered suddenly that he had never been inside except when under Hydra’s control.

You squeezed his hand and he followed you inside.

You removed your coat while he took off his jacket, and though there had been a tense moment, you soon found yourself kissing him slow and tenderly as you stood in your living room.

His thumb stroked your jaw softly when you broke the kiss, still in each other's arms.

“Do you remember that time I lent you a penny, down in the laundry room?” he asked, eyes trailed to where his thumb was caressing your face.

You couldn’t help a tiny laughter.

“Yeah, when you’d been so lucky as to hear me imitate a dying trumpet before you came in, I believe,” you answered.

Now it was his time to laugh, and it felt so unbelievably good to feel it vibrate from his chest and through your body.

“A rather cute, dying trumpet, I remember thinking,” he added. You barked out a giggle.

He was swaying you softly now, dancing to music only the two of you could hear.

“Did you know that’s one of my favorite songs?” he asked then, sounding genuinely curious.

You waited a bit before answering, contemplating how honest you should be.

“Where do you think I knew it from? You only blasted it through the walls about a hundred times a week,” you teased, earning a tickle from his hand at your waist.

You squirmed in his arms, and you both laughed heartily.

Then his expression grew more sincere, and you almost lost your breath as his deep, blue eyes looked into yours with such raw and honest emotion.

“I used to think about someone very special when listening to that song -” he admitted, and you felt a small tug of jealousy in your chest “- but ever since that very...memorable performance - “ now it was your turn to tickle him, both of you giggling as he squirmed slightly. He grew serious again, holding you tightly to him - “whenever I heard that song, all I could think about was you.”

“Is that why I never heard you playing it again?” you teased, not being able to help yourself.

He gave an exaggerated sigh, and you loved how flustered he became.

“I think I played it more often after that, actually,” he said before bending down slowly to kiss the corner of your mouth.

A lump was forming in your throat, his words unleashing joy you hadn’t felt in such a long time.

“If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be out of Hydra’s control,” he said, the gravity of his words enforced by the intense look of gratitude in his eyes.

“I’m sure they would have saved you somehow, Steve,” you said.

“Yeah, maybe. But there’s no denying how special you are,” he answered, his voice barely above a whisper. “Especially to me,” he added after a moment.

You’d stopped swaying, now staring into each other’s eyes as the silence engulfed you. You could hear your blood pumping in your ears.

“And I don’t even, really know you,” he said, astonishment in his tone.

You know parts of me really well, you thought to yourself. You didn’t say it out loud though. One day you would probably be able to laugh at all this, but not now. Now you needed time to heal.

“We have time for that now,” you answered him reassuringly, your hand coming up to stroke lovingly about his cheek.

He leaned into your touch with a hum.

“As long as you’ll have me,” he murmured, eyes on yours as he kissed the inside of your palm.

You pulled him in for a kiss as your answer, the meeting of your lips so tender and affectionate, it said a thousand words.

You soon pulled him into your bedroom, a trail of clothes left behind as you slowly and carefully explored each other with your hands and mouths, falling onto the bed with a giggle.

His body was the same, glorious, but there was a gentleness to him now that you had scarcely seen before, a new Steve you relished.

He undressed you slowly, worshipping every new patch of skin that revealed itself with his lips and tongue, and you were heaving for breath shortly enough, arousal burning hot in the pit of your stomach.

He let you wrap your hands around his rock hard length when you were both naked. It felt so exhilarating to have him back in your grasp. You started to slowly drag your hand up and down, eliciting quiet grunts from him.

He pushed you gently down on your back and dragged you to the edge of the bed. He positioned himself on his knees on the floor and gave you an inquiring look, silently asking for permission.

You nodded, biting your lip as your fingers glided through his hair, desperate for his mouth.

After that he ascended on your pussy, devouring you with renewed passion, like he was savouring every detail.

You threw your head back against the mattress, your moans urging him on.

His fingers entered you slowly, the glide made smooth by your slick.

“God, you’re soaked,” he panted against your mound, breath tickling your clit.

“It’s all for you,” you moaned out, eyes falling shut as he curled his fingers against that sweet, spongy spot inside you, so soft, so gentle. His tongue returned to your clit with a groan. He worked you over the edge with deft expertise, and groaned long and hard when your thighs squeezed around his head as you came, seeing stars.

He gave your thighs an affectionate squeeze before crawling over you.

You eagerly welcomed his tongue as it swept into your mouth, your own, tangy taste catching on your tastebuds.

He let you roll him over so you were straddling him before you started to explore his body with hands and mouth. You had waited so long to finally be able to worship him, dipping your tongue along every dip and pan of smooth skin and rippling muscles as you slowly crept down.

His cock jumped when your lips ghosted over the leaking, purple head, bobbing against his stomach. You were about to take him into your mouth when his hands lifted your face up to look at him.

“You don’t have to,” he started, but you saw how blown his eyes were, how his eyebrows were knitted in anticipation.

You playfully swatted his hands away before smiling.

“I want to,” you said, and he nodded eagerly, watching intently as you took him in your hand before enclosing the bulbous head into your hot and wet mouth, holding his gaze as you sucked.

His whole body jolted with an almost startled moan.

God, he sounded so good

The tingling in your lower abdomen grew anew as you steadily worked him into your mouth, your tongue swiping along the veins of the underside before lapping at the salty precum adorning the head.

His fists clenched the sheets on either side of his body as you bobbed your head faster and faster, his groans growing louder as he lost himself in the pleasure. He could have finished right then and there and you wouldn’t have minded one bit. You felt privileged to witness such a magnificent sight.

He stopped you by gripping your hair and tugging it lightly, your mouth leaving his cock with a wet pop.

“Holy Jesus, Y/N, I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” he panted in a husky breath, sounding completely fucked out as you crawled up his body, kissing his clavicle as you straddled his hips. You hummed in response as you kissed him. His hands held your face in a tight grip as his mouth devoured yours, possessive and intense in his passion. You melted against his chest, submitting entirely to him in your blizz.

He broke the kiss to pant in your mouth. “I wanna be inside you so bad.”

You moaned at his words, having dreamt about them for so long.

Reaching between your bodies, you gripped his cock and lined it with your entrance, a thrill surging through you when the head entered you.

Gazing into his eyes, hooded and dark, you slowly sank down on him, feeling him throb inside you inch by inch. He grunted as he bottomed out, the sound loud and obscene as it sent vibrations through you. He didn’t seem to know what to do, panting hard, swearing under his breath as you shifted.

You gave him a quick kiss, dragging his bottom lip between your teeth as you sat up.

“I got you,” you whispered as you started rocking back and forth, deep drags of his cock inside you flooding your system with sparks of pleasure.

He seemed to get his wits about him soon enough. His hands found your hips, helping you move faster, his gaze locking on your face with a focused look. His eyes, strong and intent, sent hot shivers all the way down to your toes and you bucked your hips harder, earning grumbling moans from him.

You could feel the coil deep in your lower belly tightening, your hips faltering in their rhythm as pleasure clouded your mind. Steve took it as a cue and started thrusting up into you, hitting that spot within you dead on.

You yelped and he halted.

“Are you okay?” he asked through his pants.

He was so sweet it was almost infuriating

You bent forward and caught his lips in a fierce kiss.

“Yeah. Please, Steve, don’t stop,” you almost whimpered against his lips, hands tugging on his hair as desperation grew.

He moaned sweetly into your mouth and started thrusting again, harder and faster. You whined as the coil tightened further, bringing you back to the edge.

He groaned your name into your mouth before moving his head into the crook of your neck. Your stomach flipped as you recognised the move, your head swimming with memories. You clenched around his cock.

His arms locked around you as he pounded into you with abandon now, his mouth attached to the juncture between your neck and shoulder.

Your hands were clinging onto his hair for dear life, loving the way he moved within you, the way he clung to you as he fucked into you, massive arms locked around your torso.

Your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave, seizing you as the coil in your stomach snapped. Steve held you so tight the breath left your lungs as he kept fucking into you, prolonging your climax to the point where you could only gasp at the overstimulation.

His mouth found yours, and you whined into his mouth as he kept up his pace.

His eyes were deep pools of pleasure and affection, shining with complete lust. His cheeks were flushed, his eyebrows knitted and his plump lips slightly parted and shining with saliva. He was breathtaking.

“Steve,” you moaned lowly into his mouth and then his hips faltered, stuttering as his body went rigid beneath you, spilling inside you.

You held him through his orgasm, kissing his open mouth as he gasped for air.

He held you close to him as he came down from his high, stroking your cheekbone with his thumb as he regained his breath. He was so fucking gorgeous you couldn’t believe it.

You rolled over to the side, Steve’s cock slipping from inside you.

You lay tucked into his embrace, fingers running through the light patch of hair on his chest as you hummed with content. Steve’s eyes moved slowly over your face.

“I keep thinking I went about this all wrong,” he muttered. You stiffened, a small sting of panic in your chest. He registered your reaction and quickly brought your chin up with a hand. “I mean in the order we did...this.”

You softened a bit, but still didn’t quite catch his meaning.

“First of all, I should have been the one asking you out. And it should have been a real date,” he said, and you finally understood what he was saying.

“Yeah? What would that have been?” you asked, curious now. He was such an old sap.

“Firstly, I would bring flowers and pick you up at your door,” he said, the hand under his chin coming up to stroke your cheek softly with the knuckles.

“Then, I would take you to the most romantic restaurant in town, You know, one with candlelight -”

His fingers stroked down your neck, tickling wonderfully over your skin.

“- a live band maybe-”

His fingers kept their exploration down your arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake. You could barely keep your breath in check as his eyes burned lovingly into yours.

“-and a view that could only be surpassed by you, sipping on a glass of wine across the table, looking more beautiful than lady liberty herself,” he finished, entwining his fingers with yours.

You were embarrassingly hot and out of breath.

“And then what?” you panted softly.

“Then, I’d walk you home in the moonlight, and if the night was successful, and you looked at me with those eyes as we reached your door,” he said, pointing a look at you, making you blush harder, “then I’d kiss your hand, like a gentleman, and ask when I could see you next,” he said, bringing your hand up to lay a light kiss to it.

You almost swooned at that.

Maybe being an old sap wasn’t so bad.

“Well, we did walk home while it was dark,” you tried, earning a chuckle from the blond.

“I keep thinking it’s kind of a shame you moved out of the building,” you continued, releasing his hand before booping his nose with your finger.

He groaned and ran a hand over his face. “Yeah, you’re right.”

“Where did you move, by the way?” you asked.

“I finally got a place in Brooklyn, actually,” he said with enthusiasm. “I remember getting beat up in the alley behind the building, so it’s familiar.” He paused as he looked at you. “Don’t know if it feels like home, though,” he said, his eyes studying your face in a way that had you burning under his gaze.

“Maybe I could visit,” you said, trying to distract him from noticing how much his words affected you.

“Yeah, I could make you boiled potatoes with boiled ham, per the only recipes I can remember from back in the day,” he said playfully, and you laughed way too hard at that.

“As long as I can be near you,” you said fondly, tracing his clavicle with a finger.

“It’s too bad you can’t call me neighbor anymore,” he mused.

You bit the inside of your cheek.

“But I’ll always be your penny-wash-girl,” you said, smirking as his brows knitted in confused recognition at the familiar nickname.

“Natasha,” you explained, shrugging.

He snorted, but now he was the one blushing.

“Natasha, huh?” he asked, and you saw how he tried to conceal his amusement. “I suppose I should be a bit displeased by her meddling in my private life, but…”

“But?” you pressed softly.

“But not this time,” he said and smiled at you.

That was it. This was becoming too much of a fairytale ending.

You slapped his chest lightly and sprung from the bed.

“Come on, superboy, let me show you something better than boiled ham,” you called as you strutted out of the room, nude as the day you were born.

“Don't know if you can show me anything better than the view I've got now,” he called after you, and your giggle rang through the hall.

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allforyoumylovely · 3 years

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hi emma <3 just thinking about sander shaking a cigarette out of the packet and lighting it up as he cups it against the salt-sprayed wind. he's standing on the corner of a warehouse at the harbour, where he spent the night painting until his knuckles ached, as if he'd hit a man, and looks out at the stormy grey ocean. he could scream at it, and his voice would be lost. it's cold and misty and damp, but then warmth spreads in his chest like hot chilli when a sound makes his head turn, and he finally spots that familiar, burnt-orange jacket, large over small shoulders, and a maroon beanie pulled over wild, soft curls. he hoped, and there he is, as if sander dreamt him up. robbe meets his gaze but quickly drops his eyes to his feet and bites his lip on a smile. sander doesn't stop staring, even though the muscle leaps in his jaw from how intensely he's taking in the sight. robbe is making his way towards him, carrying two coffees-to-go and a brown, crinkled paper bag from the bakery in his sweater paws. it's barely eight. he must've been their first customer. sander's stomach growls; he can't remember when he last ate. smoke and red bull isn't the same. "you've done your thing now?" robbe asks when he steps up to him, all pink-cheeked and soft from sleep still. sander chuckles and stubs out the cigarette on the concrete, then crushes it under his boot. he pushes off the wall. "yeah," he says. not sorry, not i missed you, not i'm so glad you're here. but he reaches for robbe's waist inside his jacket and curls sore fingers into the cotton of his hoodie, and robbe tilts his chin, and sander kisses him, and the rage he's felt at the world dissolves and there's nothing left except bone-deep exhaustion and calm.

Cami <33 I read this yesterday while taking a break from studying and couldn’t stop thinking about it. It's perfect. What a blessing you are for sending me beautiful things like this 🥺🧡✨

Robbe is such a treat for Sander’s sore eyes, isn’t he: all bronze-brown autumn hair and sparkly fawn-eyes and flushed cheekbones, the curves of them fitting so perfectly in Sander’s palms. He figures Robbe has munched on something on the way there because when he presses his thumbs into the hinges of Robbe’s jaw and licks into his mouth, it’s like dipping his tongue into a bowl of sugar. Such a sweet tooth. Sander sighs against him.

Late, late, late last night, when Sander’s kitchen was still slightly oven-warm, he felt that antsy sort of melancholy creep up on him, the one where his mind starts running in circles, one thought clawing its way over the next.

Robbe took one look at him and asked, “Space or hug?” and Sander leaned forward and pulled him in until they were chest to chest, Robbe’s arms looped around him, a hand smoothing over his back. And Sander’s heartbeat softened for a few good moments, before his veins started trembling as if he had knocked back ten shots of espresso. If he didn’t get to have a spray can in his hand and the night against his skin, he thought he might be swept away.

No matter how much he wishes he could, Robbe knows he can’t always stitch up his wounds; knows that Sander sometimes has to go do his own thing without him; it doesn’t hurt him anymore like it used to in the beginning, and he’ll gently whisper in his ear, “Go.”

Sander won’t try to tell him when he’ll be back home, his brain dictating when he has had enough, and Robbe will tell him it’s okay. “As long as you’re being careful.”

“Always,” Sander reassures him in the doorway with a kiss to his warm cheek.

To the soundtrack of Bowie and the sharp hissing sound of the spray paint, Sander tries to get lost in techniques and colours; tries not to think about the fact that he’s living on a dust-speck floating around a tiny flaming dot of a star in pitch-black, cynical, ice-cold vastness. But when it ends up taking up all his mental space anyway, he closes his eyes for a moment and reminds himself of what Robbe told him in the darkness of his room one night when he was filled with that hollow sense of insignificance: that beneath his skin, every muscle, every bone, every artery, every tiny little thing has a name; that his heart is beating now… and now… and now…; that he’s a human being with feelings, and yes, they sometimes get all tangled up, but at least he feels them. And how wonderful is that?

Sander looks at Robbe now in the pale morning light, the sweetness of him such a stark contrast to himself; here he sits in his black leather jacket and black boots and black jeans, hands chapped and paint-stained, a small scab of dried blood on the knuckle of his right ring finger. Inside him it’s a different story, though; a soft, swirly mess is how he’d describe it.

And when they sit snuggled together on the bench overlooking the river, suddenly the universe isn’t this big, endless vacuum anymore; suddenly it’s only this: curls in the chilly September air, a little dab of chocolate at the corner of a smile, the divine line of a stardust-freckled nose. Sander doesn’t believe in much, but he believes in angels – one very specific brown-eyed angel with dirty sneakers and a gentle voice; an angel that has been his for nearly two years.

With heavy lids over tired eyes and butterflies trapped in his belly, he traces his fingers over Robbe’s thigh, his lips finding his shoulder and pressing an I love you against the bony curve of it over his jacket. Good thing neither of them have classes today; there’s a bed calling for them at home, ready to welcome them under the warm, sleep-scented covers <3

#cami 💕

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dreatine · 3 years

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Fic: Nirvana

Title: Nirvana

Author: dreatine

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Elle/Spencer

Summary: This story is part of @fortheloveofcriminalminds 600 celebration. The two sentences to be used are : "Just so you know, this isn't my first rodeo." and " In the likely event that this all goes pear shaped, just remember I told you so."

Plot: Elle/Spencer undercover at a casino.

Word count: 1723 (give or take since I handcounted it in longhand)

Phrases Used: Both. It will be in bold.

Notes: I own nothing/CBS owns all.

Notes 2: Thanks to Sharon for betaing. Title comes from reading a 33 1/3 book on the making of 'In Utero' by Nirvana.

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Glancing one last time in the mirror. Elle dabbed at her lipstick with a tissue. It had been awhile since she'd worn this dramatic of makeup but knew she had to look the part of glamorous girlfriend as part of the undercover operation with Reid. Chuckling to herself, she remembered the conversation from the precinct earlier in the day.

"We know the unsub targets couples of older women with younger men at casinos. It's most likely the place where he lost his wife or girlfriend to a younger man. It's the location of the stressor." Hotch explained, eyeing Elle. "So, we're going undercover."

"Why're looking at me?" Elle asked, incredulously. "You're acting like I'm Grandma Moses." She shook her head."No way. This isn't going to work."

"You're the oldest woman here." Gideon replied, matter of fact.

Elle shot him a look. "Thanks."she huffed. " Fine. But, I have to buy a dress and I'm charging it to the Bureau."

"I'd expect nothing less." Hotch answered. Turning to Spencer, he said. "Reid, you get dressed too."

Spencer looked up. "What?"

"Reid, you're the youngest man. It has to be you." Gideon answered. " Derek is too old."

"Thanks, man." Derek smirked.

"But...umm..." Spencer stuttered, fidgeting nervously.

"Besides, you play poker." Hotch reminded him. "You'll be able to stay in the game for awhile."

Swallowing hard, Spencer replied, dejectedly. "All right."

Elle got up and went to him. "Thanks,Reid. I'll try not to take your reluctance personally."

"What?" Spencer replied, surprised. "No! I didn't mean.."

Elle smiled at him. "I'm just kidding." she patted his shoulder. "FYI, in the likely event that this all goes pear shaped, just remember I told you so." She pointed to everyone before dragging JJ out the door to keep help her buy a dress.

Elle smiled at her words to Reid. She was only teasing him about his reluctance to be paired with her. She knew or she hoped it wasn't because he didn't want to paired with her even as pretense. She was fond of the genius, perhaps too fond if she was honest with herself. Especially after the train incident.

'Stop thinking that.' she mentally chastised. 'I can't think about that now.'

Looking at the full length mirror once more, she grabbed her purse and left the hotel room.

*****

Spencer combed his hair back a few times, his nerves getting the best of him. Going undercover was nerve wracking, pretend to be someone he's not wasn't exactly his forte. But, doing with Elle was causing him to stroke out. He recalled his conversation with Derek at the precinct after Elle left to buy a dress. The thought alone of Elle in a dress causing him to get hot under the collar.

"Man, good luck with Elle."

He glanced up curiously. "What do you mean?" he asked, worrying that his unrequited crush on Elle was starting to show through. Ever since the events on the train, he noticed that they had gotten closer since then, talking more, sitting together on the jet, being more comfortable around her. Having to be in a pretend relationship with her was definitely not going to be comfortable. He had a crush on her before, but now, if he was honest with himself, he was a little bit in love with her. And having to pretend was going to be hard without admitting his feelings outright.

"I mean." Derek sat next to him. "She can be a handful."

Twirling a pencil, Spencer quickly answered. " I've never thought that. She's professional and.."

"Reid, I'm not criticizing her." Derek assured him, " I'm just saying she's more experienced that you at..well.." he trailed off.

Blushing, Spencer picked up his belongings and replied. "Derek, don't worry. Both are virtues will be intact."

He sighed recalling the conversation.Of course, Spencer knew he wouldn't be in Elle's league but he hated to be reminded of it. Smoothing down his jacket, he glanced at the mirror once more.

It was going to be a long night.

*************** Precinct later:

"All right, you two." Hotch explained, going over the plans a second time, which was needed because both Elle and Spencer hardly paid attention. Both couldn't keep their eyes off the other.

'Reid's hot.' she mused, running her tongue over her lips which thankfully Spencer didn't see because he was too busy blatantingly staring at her, his pupils blown.

'She's the most beautiful woman ever.' he thought, his eyes roving over her, admiring the way the red sating hugged her curves. This wasn't helping with his feelings for her.

"Reid, you got that?" Hotch barked.

Nodding, he answered. "Yes. I'm ready." he glanced at Elle who was smirking at him. 'Great.' he thought.

********

At the casino:

Looping her arm through his, Elle whispered to Spencer. "Nervous?" she asked, looking out at the potentials in the place.

"A little." he replied. 'But, not why she thinks' he mused. Clearing his throat, "Just so you know, this isn't my first rodeo." he told her, a sense of confidence peeking through.

She raised her eyebrow in question. "Really? Pretending to be a couple?" she asked, a little bite in her query that didn't go unnoticed by Spencer.

He shook his head." No, not that." he looked down at her. "I mean that I've participated in poker tournaments before."

"You have?"

He nodded. "I can count cards. I used to win all the time until I got banned from the casinos in Vegas, Laughlin and Pahrump."

"I'm impressed." Elle replied, smiling beatifically at him.

"I'm glad." he answered, grinning widely at her, causing Elle to laugh at his response.

"Guys, get going." Gideon blasted in their earpieces, breaking up their intimate conversation.

"Right." Spencer said, steering Elle to the tables. "This way, milady."

Elle grinned. *****************

Elle had never felt more alive than she did at this moment. It had nothing to do with the potential nabbing of an unsub or the slightly chaotic tense atmosphere. No, it had to do with Spencer himself. Watching him play poker, beating every opponent mercilessly, admiring his long fingers caressing the cards, imagining them caressing her. It was a sight to behold. It was intoxicating. Adding to the fact that they had to be a couple and every so often, he would wrap his arm around her waist or place a kiss on her cheek was driving her crazy. She was falling fast, her defenses around him collapsing.

'Keep it together, Greenaway.' she chastised. reminding herself to focus on the case at hand.

"Hey, baby." She leaned down, her head resting on Spencer's shoulders "How's it going?"

He whispered. "Good. Just need one more card." An involuntary shiver went through him at Elle's breathy words in his ear. Spencer didn't know if he could take it anymore. Not the poker playing, which came naturally to him as breathing, not counting of cards or profiling bluffs. No, what was driving him to distraction was Elle. All night having her so close to him, whispering sweet words in his ears, kissing his neck was igniting at fire in him that he was afraid would explode soon. If they kept this up any longer, his feelings for her wouldn't be kept a secret much longer. 'My resolve is wavering'. he thought as he got his card.

"You're gonna bet or what?" A gruff man said, tapping his hand against the table. Both of them glanced toward him. This guy, mid-50s, big and demeanor throughout the tournament, alternating between obnoxious and quiet, fit the profile to a T. As the night wore on, he became increasingly agitated as the losses kept piling up and his stares toward them anytime they kissed or cuddled, confirmed to them that he was the unsub. They just needed to wait till he made a move.

"Um..yeah." Spencer laid down two chips. "10." As in 10,000 dollars.

"Call it."

The unsub laid his hand down, grinning triumphantly. "Straight flush." The audience gasped.

Spencer lightly tapped his fingers, pondering. "Well?" the unsub asked, impatiently.

Without missing a beat, he softly laid down his cards. "Royal flush."

Elle smiled widely, pride surging through her. He was in his element. 'He wasn't lying when he said this wasn't his first rodeo.' she mused. as the crowd cheered.

"Fuck!" The unsub yelled, slamming his hands on the table. "I'm out."

"Hotch, he's leaving." Elle whispered. "He's wearing a black leather jacket, black newsboy hat."

"Gotta it."

Quickly, Spencer gathered his winnings, staying at the table a few beats, not wanting to arouse suspicion. Leaning down, Elle stated loudly. " Honey, we should leave while you're perfect." She kissed his cheek as he looked slightly taken back at her words."Don't want you to get cold."

"You're right." he answered, squeezing Elle's leg. Standing up, he grabbed the chip holder and Elle, leaving to the immense relief of the other players. Out of eyesight, they walked briskly to the exit, when the heard Gideon say in their earpieces. "We got him."

******************** Later that night:

Entering the hotel, Spencer held the door for Elle. "Thank you." "You're welcome."

Walking slowly to the elevators, each one was quiet, lost in thought. Ever since they wrapped up the case, they hadn't had a chance to talk, only able to sneak glances at each other.Both had taken a lot of ribbing, primarily from Derek on their undercover work. He kept making comments about the cuddling they did and how they'd make a cute couple, which did hit a little too close to home for both of them. Neither one had been so thankful to get back to the hotel after Hotch let them go.

Trying to break the tension, Elle offered. "Too bad you couldn't keep the money."

"I know." he smiled softly.

"What would you have done with it?" she asked, curiously.

DING! The elevator door opened and Spencer, ever the gentleman, let her enter first. She gave him a smile in thanks as she pushed the floor button.

"I'd given some to my mom. Some to local charities." he answered, as the car went up.

"Nothing for yourself?" she inquired.

He shrugged." Maybe some books, I guess."

DING! They arrived at their floor. Spencer indicated for her to go first, and they began to walk down the hall.

"So, just books?" she asked again. wanting to keep him talking. "No cars, no IPods? Or new clothes?"

Smirking, Spencer shook his head. "No." They arrived at her door, when he asked in sudden seriousness. "Do you think I need new clothes?"

She shook her head, looking into his honey brown eyes. 'He's so beautiful.' she thought. Aloud, she replied. "I meant what I said earlier. You're perfect."

Staring into her dark eyes, searching for something. He must have found what he was looking for because the next thing she knew, he grabbed her face between his hands and kissed her. She immediately wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him into her.

The kiss went on for what seemed like forever, neither one willing to let go of the other, fearful that if they did, it would break whatever spell that cast over them.

Reluctantly, the need for air became too much and the broke away, panting harshly. Spencer was the first to recover.

"Elle." he strangled out.

She shook her head, putting a finger to his lips. "I don't want to pretend. I want it to be real."

Grinning widely, Spencer replied. "Me too."

They both stood outside the room, smiling brightly, both basking in the new development in their relationship. It felt right, it felt perfect. It felt like nirvana.

******

The End

#spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds #reidaway

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canary3d-obsessed · 4 years

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Lost Tomb Lewks, Part 7

The Warehouse 11 Special

(Masterpost)

Warning: Spoilers for Season 1 of The Lost Tomb Reboot

Rather than intersperse an endless series of slightly-different Warehouse 11 outfits throughout the series, I’m going to cover them all in one long post. Wu Xie spends a LOT of time in various Warehouse 11 uniforms. but at least he doesn’t spend three episodes chained to a pillar; I’m looking at you, Shen Wei.

Out of curiosity, I made a swatch of all of the colors used in these looks. It’s actually a pretty good range. They’re not very exciting colors, but the baseline blue-green color of most of the uniforms is flattering.

Look 31 is the Transport Driver uniform. This starts off being worn by future friend Li Jiale, who becomes a temporary enemy when Wu Xie tasers him into unconsciousness and steals his clothes and truck. Some people can’t take a joke.

This uniform is a rich blue with maroon detailing on the chest pockets and a striped ribbon across the chest. It features a closely-fitted hat and a blue and white arm patch.

The arm patch features a swirly design similar to traditional cloud, bat, and butterfly embroideries; perhaps it’s meant to represent one of the various bugs that will try to kill Wu Xie during his time in the caverns of Warehouse 11.

Look 32 belongs to Bai Haotian, aka Xiao Bai, who is such a delightful character she almost makes up for the other two major female characters in this thing. Not only does she not suffer in order for a man to have feelings about her suffering, but when she is rescued from danger by the man she loves, it does not lead to making out or other intimate moments. So refreshing!

Her uniform is not particularly refreshing, but it is different from Wu Xie’s, and she looks cute in it. This look features fitted dark trousers (it’s hard to tell from the lighting if they are black, green, or blue), a jacket in Pantone 5473C with a collar and pocket flaps in 5477C. Sorry for busting out the Pantone refs but I can only type “green” so many times.

Xiao Bai’s jacket has pleated box pockets over the boobs, which look fine on a person with small boobs. As long as they don’t try to actually put anything in the pockets. The jacket is fitted through the shoulders with a reverse pleat in the center back. She wears it with a white shirt, suitable for writing on.

(More behind the cut!)

Xiao Bai accessorizes this look with pink underclothes that she hides as quickly as possible, while Wu Xie politely avoids looking quickly checks them out.

Look 33 is Wu Xie’s Level 1 Uniform. It’s Pantone 5473C with pointed pocket flaps in 5477C and a white-and-5473C striped band across the chest and back.

It features a close-fitted cap that matches the shirt, and dark cargo pants.

It’s got an inverted pleat in the back and military-style straps on the shoulders. Everything fastens with snaps with shiny black dome covers.

Like all Warehouse 11 indoor uniforms, this has a badge on the chest that’s somewhere between a yellow brass and a green bronze color, depending on how it catches the light. The drivers don’t seem to have these badges.

I actually kind of like Wu Xie in a hat.

Wu Xie wears this uniform with black lace-up work/hiking boots. I don’t know if these are part of everyone’s uniform or if it’s a BYOS kind of place. It’s mostly too dark to get a good look at anyone’s feet.

Look 34 is Wu Xie’s Level 1 uniform with a black tee shirt and socks.

This is a good look for kissing your own biceps and saying “welcome to the gun show, ladies!” lying down under the stars with a girl and talking about constellations, in a nice twist on a classic romance trope.

I normally don’t project ideas about friendship onto strangers who work on or star in TV shows, but I really feel like this camera operator understands me.

Wu Xie accessorizes this look with a water bottle with a picture of his boyfriend on it.

Wu Xie: If you have one Wu baby and one Zhang baby that will provide a new generation for all three of our families. I promise you’ll like Xiao Ge. He’s...very talented.

This look goes well with having a beautiful face and a loving camera operator & director of photography.

I could wish the lighting designer was less fond of green, but the plot demands it, alas.

Xiao Bai’s outfit also goes well with having a beautiful face. Her haircut does, too--it’s super cute and flattering.

Look 35 is Wu Xie’s testing outfit for the first test. It’s his level one uniform, untucked, with dark glasses and fingerless gloves.

And his tongue.

OP did not speed up that gif on purpose; she captures everything at that speed, honest.

Look 36 is Wu Xie’s Level 8 Uniform. When they gave him this, did he think “oh, different uniforms for different levels, I wonder which level Xiao Bai’s uniform signifies? He did not. Neither did OP.

This uniform features a jacket in the green/green color scheme, with two pleated boxy pockets at the waist and one on the right side of the chest. The collar is an open triangle lapel instead of the two-part suit collar featured on Xiao Bai’s jacket - his jacket is tailored more like a work shirt. It’s worn untucked and doesn’t have a waistband. The white-and-green striped ribbon that was over the chest on the level 1 uniform makes an appearance here as tiny tabs on the pocket flaps. He wears a brown button-up shirt underneath.

I gotta say, the costume department really did a great job designing a whole range of uniforms that have repeating motifs, coloring, and detailing, while changing up how everything is put together.

All the uniform variations take me back--WAY back--to when I was a girl scout in the 1970s. My troop mostly wore badge vests or sashes over normal clothes but we all liked to look at the glamorous uniforms in the catalogs.

Actually the girl on the floor looks really sharp. Which is probably why she’s keeping away from the nerds on the left.

Look 37 is Wu Xie’s second test outfit. Yeah, we’re going out of order, to break up the sea of green with some smooth, glowing skin.

Zhu Yilong has nice arms, and whoever designed this sequence thinks so to. Particularly when considering the clothing item Wu Xie puts on over his undershirt.

This lil’ vest would be right at home at International Mister Leather Twill. What on earth is the purpose of a vest with pockets that you wear under an outer shirt with pockets? Other than to give you more time to show off your arms while dressing?

It features black panels on the upper chest and back; one flap pocket closure and one strap pocket closure, a...zipper? down the front? With black fabric on either side.

He wears it under his untucked level one shirt. There is no way anybody wears these vests under their shirts for normal wear - the pockets would keep anything over it from laying flat.

Look 38 is the Supervisor outfit worn by Jia Kezi.

It’s all one color--Pantone 5473C--and has rounded puffy pockets on the chest with rounded flaps, rather than the square ones featured on Xiao Bai’s uniform of the flat chest pockets of the level 1 uniform.

It has a covered placket and a high band collar, with the same close-fitted cap featured in the other uniforms.

He looks really good in this cap, which shows off his beautiful eyes and eyebrows better than his floppy hair, I think. He accessorizes this look with warm-toned skin, a cleft chin and sculpted cheekbones.

Look 39 is Wu Xie’s level 14 uniform, which shows that he’s a director now.

It looks exactly like Director Ding’s uniform.

and, oh hey! It also looks exactly like Bai Haotian’s uniform.

Her entire disguise was to change badges and remove her tie.

Look 40 is the last Warehouse 11 uniform. It belongs to book author/screenwriter/producer Nan Pai San Shu, who gets to wear a brown vest and shirt instead of green & green, and whose badge says he’s Level 18. As befits the creator of this endlessly entertaining world and these delightful characters.

More Lewks coming soon! Including several that are not green!

#the lost tomb reboot #reunion: the sound of the providence #wu xie #warehouse 11 #dmbj #lost tomb lewks #canary3d-original #my gifs #the lost tomb reboot spoilers

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silence-burns · 4 years

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Please Hate Me //part 33

Fandom: Marvel

Summary: Based on “Imagine having a love/hate relationship with Loki.” by @thefandomimagine

[Somewhere in a universe far, far away…]

There was a soft brush of fabric on the polished floor that accompanied the approaching steps of leather shoes. Frigga stopped a little to Heimdall's left.

"What do your golden eyes see, my friend?"

"They see many things, my queen."

Bifrost glimmered in the million colors under their feet. Lines and flashes passed faster than the human eye could see. The sword that was the key to every way, waited in Heimdall's hands.

"What do you see of my troubled sons?"

"They are both learning through new experiences."

Frigga sighed. "Which usually means they’ve gotten in even more trouble. Tell me, what is it this time?"

Heimdall stood tall on the dais, the armor forged in ancient times by the hands of legends half forgotten by time still impeccable. The worlds moved before his eyes, with no secrets hidden from the gaze of the All-Watcher.

"They are faring well, my queen. Even Loki."

"I had hoped that banishment to Earth would be a better choice than the dungeons." Frigga's hand clutched the gown over her heart. "What did he do this time?"

A smile ghosted on the lips of the All-Watcher. "It appears that he's made friends. Quite close ones, I dare say."

"Oh, dear," Freya repeated in a completely different tone. A wicked light played in her eyes. "Do tell, my friend."

[The same universe, a little closer]

Life in big cities bears a certain strain on everyone's minds. Despite what the newspapers, thirsty for anything and everything worthy and unworthy of filling the pages with, would like you to believe, life had always been difficult.

Time is always lacking, and money is never enough, and no matter how much you strain your brain, it just sometimes happens that you might not remember about the things stored at the very back of your tiny shop, tucked cozily into the corner of a very calm street.

"Well," the man said. "I had no idea that I still had those in the freezers. I could've sworn that I have cleaned them before the winter and left nothing except for the packed broccoli. It must be your lucky day, my boy."

The boy indeed felt very lucky. It was not everyday that one could be sent out to fetch ice cream for a living god in the middle of winter.

"Have a nice day, sir!" he called on his way out.

The chilly breeze bit into his cheeks, warmed up in the comforting interior of the grocery. Snow shined on the few surfaces not yet stamped on. The sidewalk Peter chose was a slippery trap that only his spider senses got him through unscathed.

Loki sensed his coming, and looked over his shoulder at the approaching boy. His other arm was currently wrapped around your shoulders, tucking you closer into him. Peter tried his best not to stare too openly, but couldn't stop the grin from splitting his face. He sat on the other side of the god, the bench icy cold.

"Thank you, my boy." The god took the ice cream with obvious delight. It had been your idea to spend the few hours before Peter's totally-not-a-date trying out the goods New York had to offer. At first, Loki had snickered at the suggestion of trying out whatever ice cream was available in the middle of winter, but after a few interesting flavors were discovered, Loki apologized. There was an almost disturbing variety of flavors Loki couldn't even imagine existing.

"You're welcome, Mr. Mischief. I'm sure there would be a bigger choice if it was summer. I always go to that one vendor two streets away from my house, because he has this special recipe that absolutely blows my taste buds away every time."

"Sounds intriguing." Loki's mind conjured the last time his taste buds had been blown away. If he recalled that unfortunate event correctly, it had something to do with pizza and a bet. "But I think I'll pass for now."

The look of pure adoration in the boy's eyes hadn’t perished.

"I still can't believe you won't get sick after having so many," you said, and watched Loki devour the caramel.

"It must be nice to be a god," Peter sighed. "You have awesome superpowers, get to do what you want and they even make action figures of you…"

Loki frowned. "The what?"

Peter blanched. He started fumbling with his jacket and 'accidentally' looked at his watch. "Oh, I think I’ve gotta go, it's getting so late and I don't want to make MJ wait—"

Loki reached out and fixed the hair Peter had been nervously fighting with for the past few hours they'd all spent outside. "Don't forget the ring, boy."

"Thank you!"

The boy was beaming on his way out of the park.

"I'm never washing my hair again."

The totally-not-a-date that was steadily approaching was something Peter wasn't sure he was ready for. So many things could go wrong—and he had already imagined most of them. It wasn't as if he couldn't sleep all night thinking about it, he just… Was busy. Thinking.

Peter straightened the jacket that was in absolutely no need of straightening. His hand moved to his hair, but he stopped it halfway with a smile. It'd been touched by the hand of god, so it was as good as it could ever get.

On his way out of the park the three of you had been resting in for a while, Peter's mind was in a strange disarray of thoughts. However, he was still capable of noticing the interesting new graffiti decorating the Avengers' statues set up in the middle of the park. Whoever decided to redecorate them this time, certainly had a pair of skillful hands. The wild mustache covering half of Iron Man's face looked almost lifelike.

Loki and you watched the boy leave, nervousness apparent in his every too-stiff step.

"They grow up so fast," you sighed, leaning further into Loki.

He nodded. His finger circled lazily around your shoulder, drawing spiralling patterns. Loki turned his head toward the memorial statues raised in the central part of the park. People took pictures in front of them, posing and smiling as they milled around. Those were the heroes, after all. Saviors of the day.

Loki added a mustache to another statue.

You noticed and eased a giggle. "They're going to be so pissed."

"My very soul aches at that thought. What a terrible crime."

The patterns changed as you shifted slightly. The presence on his shoulder was warm and softened by the fabric of clothes that kept the winter frost from you.

"I thought using magic in this world was difficult."

"It is.There's a lot more focus required to make it work than I'm used to. It's nothing dramatic, though. I've heard of worlds where the trickle of magic is even more strained, to the point where it barely exists at all."

"Do you miss them? The other worlds, I mean. Like Asgard."

The patterns changed again. They slowed down, became more deliberate.

"Sometimes," was the honest answer and the one he gave after careful consideration.

"Will you leave, then?"

Loki looked down at his wrist, where a thin band of metal used to reside, blocking every and all effort he might take against leaving Earth or using magic in any form. It was no longer there, which meant, although it would be extremely difficult to conduct, Loki could technically leave.

The only obstacle was that it was no longer his priority.

"I've never been one to sit aimlessly on my ass for too long, and especially not when and where I had been forced to do so. I think I could name more than a few places I'd like to pay a visit," he admitted, putting his cheek on the top of your head. His throat bobbed slightly. "The only problem is that I just recently found out how terribly boring touring alone might be. It's a real wonder why anyone bothers to do so anymore, and," he swallowed, "I think I could use some company."

Loki cursed himself for putting his head on top of yours, and blocking the view of your face. Especially as he still didn't get any answer. His heart jumped into his throat, making it difficult to breathe.

"...I mean, I know it's still so early, and that's okay if you feel overwhelmed or unsure and I won't force you into anything more than you're willing to do—”

Loki's rumbles were cut short when you finally moved to look up at him. The wild gleam in your eyes and a wicked smile so similar to his struck him dumb.

"You'd never be able to leave this planet without me."

A choked breath, so similar to a whispered name ghosted over his lips. "Of course I wouldn't. What would be the fun in that?"

[The galaxy, elsewhere]

"Oh, dear," the queen broke the biscuit in half with perfect manners. Barely any crumbs dared to ruin the fragile dessert. "I guess he really is experiencing something new."

Heimdall sipped the tea. Servants at the queen's quarters left them with a small table full of goods of the highest sort. The warm breeze played with the curtains with the subtle shimmer of gold. The trees rustled on the wind, losing old leaves to it.

"He's also plotting an escape," Heimdall added. His helmet laid on his knee.

Frigga waved the biscuit in a gesture that had very little to do with manners. "That sounds more like him."

The softest hint of a smile graced her features.

"I wonder what will become of him. Maybe it's in my nature as a mother, but no matter how much I try, I can't help but continue to worry about him, even after all these years."

"I swore to keep an eye on him, and I will." Heimdall put a hand to his heart. There was no smile on his face, only seriousness as he recalled an oath he'd never break.

"Thank you, my friend."

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