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Plenty of Fish in the Sea | part 2
Riri Williams x BlackFem! Mermaid Reader. | Fluff | Slight nudity.
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I blinked awake to the sun slicing through the blinds, casting stripes across our dorm room. The warmth on my face was nothing compared to the heat beside me. Riri was sprawled out on her bare stomach, drool edging her lip, equations and gadget parts scattered like breadcrumbs around her head. Genius even in sleep.
Stretching, I edged away from the tangle of sheets, careful not to disturb her. She’d been up until the early hours, tinkering with her latest invention, something to her suit watertight. “For when we have to dash,” she’d said with that lopsided grin that somehow always made my pulse quicken.
The floor was cool underfoot as I padded to the window, pulling it open to taste the salt on the breeze. The sea called like a siren’s song—my other half yearning for the caress of the waves. For a moment, I hesitated, watching Riri sleep, but the pull was too strong.
“Gonna catch some waves, babe,” I whispered, lips brushing her temple. “I'll be back soon.”
At the cliff edge, I checked to make sure no one was around before letting the transformation wash over me. A shiver, a shimmy, and where legs had been, my tail returned—scales glimmering cerulean and jade under the midday sun.
With a graceful dive, I was engulfed by the comforting embrace of the ocean. I laughed, bubbles escaping as I twirled and twisted, speaking the language of currents and tides.
Hours slipped away until I surfaced, still exhilarated. I floated on my back when I saw her, Riri, standing defiance at the water’s edge, in her high-tensile strength suit that could withstand the deep-sea pressure, looking like the superhero she often was without needing a suit at all.
“There you are,” she said. “Felt like joining you. Is that cool, or am I intruding?”
“Intrude away,” I beckoned. With a running leap and a backflip, she pierced the surface like an arrow. Few moments later, with a waterproof respirator in her mouth, she joined me, her brown eyes dancing behind the lens of her suit.
“No tech needed for you, huh?” she teased, swimming closer. “Just moonlight and magic?”
“Something like that,” I grinned, spouting water in a playful fountain that made her sputter and laugh.
We swam until our limbs were jelly and our hearts synchronized with the ebb and flow. As the sun began to dip, painting molten gold onto the water, we found a secluded shore to rest.
Riri lay beside me, pulling off her goggles, the sunset catching the outlines of her strong, lean figure. “Race you back?” she offered, that spark of challenge in her voice I loved so much.
“You’re on, Williams,” I said, knowing full well I’d let her win.
But in the race of hearts, I guess we were both champions, laying claim to stretches of sand and sea, horizons and the spaces between stars—two girls from different worlds with no boundaries when it came to love.
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Take a break.
Overworked!Riri Williams x Blackfem!Reader | bit angsty but the fluff makes up for it.
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Quiet evenings had become a norm, the soft clicking of Riri’s keyboard often the only sound breaking the silence. Tonight was no different. I sat perched on the armrest of the couch, watching her hunched over her work, the glow of the screen highlighting her furrowed brows.
"Hey, hun," I ventured with a gentle tone, reaching to stroke her shoulder, "wanna take a break? It’s been hours."
Without looking up, Riri absently brushed off my hand. “Nah, I gotta finish this up, you know how it is.”
"Mhm, I know," I murmured, my voice a mix of understanding and disappointment, "it's just—we haven't really talked in days, Ri."
She exhaled sharply, her eyes never leaving her task. “C’mon, you know how heavy the load is. Ironheart can’t just hang up her armor, even for a night.”
I could feel the space between us widening, an invisible chasm that seemed to grow each day. "Every hero needs a break though, right? Take a break."
She clicked her tongue, the slight impatience creeping into her voice. “I can’t right now, 'ight? This tech could change the game—could save lives. I gotta stay on top of it.”
Days turned into weeks, and our interactions became more like two ships passing in the still of the night. Her passion was one of the things I adored about her, but it was also the very thing that now left me feeling like an outsider.
One evening, as the simmering feeling of neglect came to a boil, I confronted her. “Riri, this—this isn't working. I can’t keep playing second fiddle to your lab.”
She spun around in her chair, heat flaring in her eyes. “What do you want from me, huh?” she snapped, her words slicing through the tension, “You think this is just about me playing in the lab? This is about the future, about doing something that matters!”
I recoiled, stung by her sharp tongue, my voice a barely audible whisper. "I thought we mattered too."
A heavy silence fell upon the room, thick and suffocating, until Riri's features softened, her fervor crumbling into raw remorse. “I—I didn’t mean...” She dragged her palms down her face. “I'm sorry, that wasn't fair. You do matter. You—you're my rock.”
The warmth was slow to return, but it did. She stood up, her movements tender, and crossed the distance between us. Her hands found mine, holding them with an apologetic sincerity.
"I get lost in this stuff, in the work, but that’s no excuse. I can't lose you, not for this, not for anything."
And I saw her—really saw her. Behind the genius, the hero, the inventor, was just Riri. Flawed, caring, and human. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close.
"It's okay," I said, kissing the apology from her lips, "We'll figure this out, together."
We found our way to the bedroom, leaving the shadow of her work desk behind. The bed welcomed us, a soft sanctuary where she held me close, her warmth seeping into my skin. Her lips were tender on my shoulder blade, an unspoken promise lingering in her touch.
"I'll do better," she whispered, "for us."
As her breath synchronized with mine, her embrace told a story of promises and priorities realigned. Everything else melted away until it was just us—intertwined in the quiet, healing in the connection we had almost lost.
Riri pressed another kiss to my collarbone, a silent vow echoing in the stillness of the night. Here, in the cocoon of our affection, we found our balance, our anchor in each other amidst the storms of life and duty. And I knew, with her by my side, we could face anything.
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Show me some lovin'
Riri Williams x Fem!Black Mermaid!Reader | Reader is half Talokanil | Author been gone for 2 years | Stem!Riri? Stem!Riri. | Pure fluff.
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I blinked the sleep out of my eyes, the first light of morning fluttering through the window, a soft glow on Riri's skin. There she was beside me, her breath steady, our legs tangled. I was still amazed at how warm she always felt, like the sands after a long day under the sun.
"Morning, ma," she murmured, her voice tussling with the last strands of sleep.
"Good morning.." I replied, my voice still trailing groggily.
She sat up, groaning a little as she stretched. I watched, fascinated with the way she moved — all angles and smooth muscle, a contrast to my own fluid grace. "You wanna hit the shower first, or should I?"
"You go. I'll... figure out the coffee machine?" I said, because making a drink out of ground beans still seemed odd to me.
Riri chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to my forehead. "Aight, but don't fight with it, 'kay? It's older than some of the profs here."
She disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me to face the contraption that brewed hot, bitter water. It rumbled and sputtered like a tiny volcano as I fumbled with it, but I did get it to work. Eventually.
We left the dorm together, her arm casually draped over my shoulders. The world beyond was still such a strange mix of sounds and smells and textures, nothing like the soft, muted contours of Talokan.
We spent hours lost in the fabric of the city — museums, parks, diners with greasy spoons and laughter. Riri held my hand, her fingers a lighthouse in the strange sea of foot traffic and honking cars.
By the time we got back, night had wrapped the campus in its quiet, cool blanket.
We found ourselves in her dorm room once again, the door closing with a soft click behind us. I felt the weight of the land dimming, a longing for the crashing waves and the embrace of water.
She must've felt my shift in mood and pulled me onto the bed, into her arms. "Talk to me," she said, her voice a soft rhythm against the quiet of the room.
"It's just... sometimes I wonder how I fit here, in your world," I confessed, tracing a circle on her chest with my finger.
Riri combed her fingers through my hair, a motion as soothing as the tides. "You fit right here," she whispered, pressing her lips to mine in a gentle, grounding kiss. "With me. And I think you're dope — getting the hang of coffee, killing it at crossing streets, and owning my heart."
I laughed, the sound strange in the dry air, but it was full of warmth and trust. "You think so?"
"Absolutely," Riri promised, all earnest eyes and tender hands. "Plus, you teach me too — like how to just be still sometimes, take it all in. You're my mermaid babe."
We settled into the blankets, my doubts melting away as she held me, her heartbeat a new kind of pulse beneath the sea of my thoughts. Together, we were a confluence of two worlds, colliding, blending, coming to life in the quiet tide of the night.
"Goodnight, Ri," I whispered as her breathing deepened.
"Sweet dreams, my ocean treasure," she replied, and there, enveloped in each other, we drifted into dreams where water and land were one, and love was the bridge between two worlds.
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Short but soft, expect a few more posts today. I had 2 years to write some shit 😭.
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I might kill my your ex...
Sevika x FEM!Reader | Sfw | mentions of blood and wounds. | Angst with a little bit of fluff | Protective Sevika | Half-assed ending. ✊🏾🤩
You sat on an unoccupied stool by the bar, ordering your usual while trying to look busy and uninterested in the surrounding activities. The atmosphere was loud and crowded with people, and even from a distance you could see them all having fun in front of the jukebox, dancing to the upbeat beats that echoed through the air. But for some reason the music didn't seem to reach you in here. You had never felt more out of place in your life. In fact, the only reason why you had chosen this bar in particular was to escape from your ex who was, no doubt, in the bar somewhere too.
The thought made you feel angry again. You hated it when she was there. She always managed to make you miss what you two had , which just pissed you off even more. Sighing, you look to your right where someone had sat down. It was none other than the infamous Sevika herself. Tearing your gaze from the tall woman you happen to glance towards the center of the bar where your ex had been dancing with another woman. No doubt to make you jealous. Your grasp tightened on the glass in your hand, damn near shattering it before Sevika began to speak, "Well, well, if it isn't my favorite girl. Didn't think I'd catch you drinking alone." You cracked a brief smile before replying, "Sevika." you spoke in greeting. The older woman smirked, "So nice to see you too." she flashed a cocky grin before dropping it after noticing your grim expression, following your eyes, she looked near the door where she saw your ex talking with another woman while locking eyes with you every once in a while. She looked back down to you before lowering her tone and slouching over to hide your form in her cloak, "You wanna go back to my place?" she asked in her normal gruff tone as concern laced her words, "Yeah, fine." you responded, forcing yourself not to look at her and focusing instead on the floor as you finished your drink. Sevika seemed satisfied by your response as she rose up quickly, paid for your drink, and followed you out into to sad streets of Zaun.
As you continued walking you both halted your walk as grunting and screaming was heard from a nearby alleyway, "Stay." Sevika said gruffly as she forced you down on a nearby bench while she walked into the alley. Peeking your head around the corner from where you sat, you were met with the sight of your drunk ex hassling a passing woman, you feared for the girl. Knowing how tall and bulky your ex was, the girl couldn't do much but try to slink away from her grip. You couldn't hear exactly what they were saying but you saw Sevika staring menacingly at your previous lover before shoving her arm with a scowl as the small woman had run off with a small nod gratitude.
Next thing you know Sevika's beating the shit out of your ex.
You watched as your pathetic ex-lover limped away bloodied and bruised. "Let's go." Sevika placed a gentle hand on your back as you walked to her living space. After getting inside, she let you sit down on her couch while she went to get something to clean her wounds. She sits on the couch opposite to you as she attempts to apply gauze to her abdomen. You wordlessly grabbed the gauze from her hand and kneeled by her leg. You disinfect the area with an apologetic look when she grunted. When you finally apply the gauze, you do so with precision as not to worsen her state. "Thanks." She grunted again. You watched as her face contorted and took in every feature. From her chiseled jaw to her round nose, she was strength in your eyes. You carefully wiped away some of the dirt on her cheek and softy caressed the bruises that were hidden before giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you."
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I'm back, whores 🤩
expect a late ass Christmas present from me in the form of 2 oneshots <3
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Until next we meet
What if it was reader who snapped her fingers during the battle against Thanos? Wanda Maximoff x reader | angst | not at all accurate writing.
Many had fell, either dead or injured gravely. Hope was beginning to seem like a wishful thought as Thanos' army rampaged on throughout the battle.
"You will die here. Along with your friends..or what's left of them." He chuckled as Y/n turned her head towards the battlefield where the chaos was prominent in her view. No matter what he said, she wasn't going to let him win. She wasn't going to fall in front of the avengers , nor was she going to die in the process. Thanos removed his foot from Y/n's lungs before walking toward the middle of the battlefield and smirking. "Y/n!" Wanda sobbed and dragged her own bloodied body to her lover's and cupped her face with her shaking hands.
Those who were left gathered around the center of the battlefield as well; some were injured but standing firm as if they could take on the entire universe together.
"I have given you one chance." His voice boomed through the battlefield "One chance to surrender! You have no hope of victory! And yet we all see it." Thanos spoke while Y/n watched as Thor lifted his axe up above his head, eyes ablaze with fury and lightning for his fellow Avengers as well as himself before jumping to strike Thanos down with it, only to be caught by the throat and thrown half hazardly into a random direction with great force. Even the mighty God of Thunder was no match for the purple being.
Thanos threw his head back as a cocky laugh came from him followed by a smirk, "I am.. inevitable." he lifted his gauntlet to snap his fingers only to realize the stones has been removed from their place.
Y/n's eyes began to water as she raised her own hand while Wanda shook her head profusely, begging Y/n to stop what she was doing. Tony looked on shocked as a chill carried down his spine. He checked his own gauntlet to find that Y/n had taken the stones from him. "Kid.." Tony yelled weakly as the others followed his solemn gaze. "You have too much to lose Tony." Y/n smiled halfheartedly as Wanda cried into their chest. "Don't shed anymore tears for me, my love. I hate when you cry." Y/n spoke softly to Wanda as she cried even harder.
Taking a shaky breath, she speaks, "I am..Y/n L/n."
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could you please make smt for sevika and a fem! reader where they play a cards game together and the reader miraculously wins?
A Royal Flush
Sevika x Fem!Reader | Fluff | Teasing | lil steamy with praise but overall sfw
It was a quiet evening in Zaun, well, a quiet as Zaun could get. Sevika had recently finished her work with Silco and was now making her way to her lover's shared estate after not having seen her in a while. Sevika pushed open her girlfriends door and disposed of her cape and shoes by the entrance as Y/n came to greet her with a kiss on the cheek and welcoming words. "Perfect, you're home early! and just in time to participate in what I have planned for us." Sevika's lover inquired , happy to see her back so early. "Yeah? and what's that?" Sevika asked as she rolled her shoulders and sat on the couch where Y/n had one of her sets of cards laying. "Cards!" Y/n spoke and gestured to the set as Sevika chuckled, "Baby, I don't think you'll win." She joked, "Yes, well, as confident as you are, I've been practicing since last we played." Y/n huffed proudly and joined Sevika on the couch as she evenly distributed the cards between the couple. Sevika finally sighed and nodded, "You're on."
Turns out you had been practicing as you've said, you seemed to have been giving Sevika a run for her money up until the middle of the game where she had gained the upper hand. "I'm telling you baby, you're not winning this." Sevika chuckled oblivious to what tricks you were planning to make her falter . Y/n smiled and leaned back against the cushion with her legs on the coffee table in front of them, "No need to worry Sev, I know how good you are." Sevika's breath caught in her throat as Y/n continued, "If there is one thing I've learned from our time together, it's how.. very good you are, darling." Y/n spoke in a suggestive tone and watched as Sevika shivered before clearing her throat and looking down to her cards.
As the game progressed Sevika noticed your calculated features turn into that of a sly smirk. She knew she had lost. Sevika placed her last cards down on the table and hoped for the best but alas, you finished her off with a flush and managed to kick her ass in the process. "Maybe you're not as good as I thought you to be, Sevvy" Sevika sighed and let out an annoyed groan, "Yeah right. You'll get your ass handed to you next time, babe." Y/n only chuckled as they both stood and collected the cards "I'm counting on it."
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You guys tryna see some BayonettaWitch!Reader x Wanda Maximoff? 😳
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Wanda reassuring reader that she is enough and that she does love her. Reader has a past with a bad relationship, possibly partner cheated on her with someone she was close with.
"I love you."
TY ANON <3
Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader | Hurt comfort | Fluff | Angst
"Wanda?"
Your calm voice broke it's way through Wanda's thoughts as she peered down at her lover before her. Her head tilted slightly to the side, looking tothe source of it.
"Yes?" She murmured in reply.
It was rare that you had a moment alone and Wanda cherished each minute she could peer into your eyes. They held an untold amount of knowledge within them but they were not empty or unseeing.
You smiled faintly before standing up, taking both of Wanda's hands in yours as you slowly moved yourself to sit upright to look into her eyes, your own telling a tale of sorrow and hurt. "What's wrong, Detka?" She whispered noticing the look in your e/c orbs. "Do you love me, Wanda? Truly?" You spoke softly as your eyes lowered away from her gaze.
There was a slight tremor in your voice that made her heart beat faster. The pain radiating off your body made her want to comfort you. "Y/N.." She whispered back, bringing one hand up to caress your cheek. "Of course I do." She continued to whisper. "Why would you think otherwise?" You bring your hand to rest on hers, "I suppose.. I'm just,, I don't feel good enough for you, Wanda. You're better off with Vision." You spoke with tears beginning to fill your eyes. "Vision is a friend, Detka, nothing more. And even if he weren't, I wouldn't choose anyone over you, Y/N." She said softly. She never wanted to see you this upset, ever.
Her thumb grazed lightly across your jawline, "You're all I need, Y/N. All I've wanted and more." She brought her other hand up to cup your cheek gently. "You are everything I have ever dreamed of having in life." She continued to whisper, her thumb now stroking along the side of your face. Her gaze never leaving yours.
You let out a quiet sob and suddenly, Wanda found herself pulled close to you.
"I love you."
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All is fine.
Wanda Maximoff x reader | Angst/fluff | Hurt comfort | Mentions of death.
A knocking at your door interrupted your peaceful reading . You groaned and pulled yourself out from under the sheets, you didn’t have time to deal with whoever this was right now. You threw on a shirt and some pants before opening your front door.
It was a very... timid looking Wanda, toying with her fingernails. You looked at her for a moment as you waited for her to explain her unexpected visit, only noticing her irritated nose and red eyes when a quiet sniffle was heard.
You immediately dropped all thought of the book you were holding onto the ground and ran forward, wrapping your arms tightly around Wanda. She let herself be hugged by you for a second before hugging back, she buried her head in your shoulder and began crying quietly.
“I know it’s stupid and I should’ve just called…” she hiccuped and you could feel the tears soaking into your shirt. “But I couldn’t… I couldn’t keep this inside anymore.”
You held Wanda closer and gently rubbed her back trying to calm her down.
“Shh, it’s okay. It’s not stupid.”
Wanda finally calmed down enough so that she was able to speak again.
“I had a dream …” she stopped and took a few more deep breaths, steadying her shaking voice. “It was terrible.." She shook her head, hating to reminisce on what she had saw. "You died, Y/n...And it was my fault." She cried "I didn't even try to help, I couldn't, I-" Wanda choked on her words, choking back her sobs once more.
You wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. After a few moments Wanda finally calmed down and was able to pull away. She dried her face with her sleeves and tried to calm her breathing. "It was a nightmare, love. Nothing more. I am still here breathing." You gently grab her head until her ear was aligned with your steady beating heart. "What do you feel, Wanda?" She closed her eyes and focused, trying to hear your heartbeat. She could faintly hear yours and smiled slightly, it wasomforting. "I feel you." She whispered and looked up at you, searching your eyes for something.
You smiled softly and kissed the top of her head. "Good."
Wanda stared up at you, unsure how she should act. Should she hug you or say something? Should she tell you about the dream? Would it bother you if she kept silent? She bit her lip and opened her mouth but nothing came out, you noticed and placed your finger gently against her lips, silencing her. You moved your thumb across her lip and leaned down a little, placing akiss on her lips. You then sat her down on your bed and put your arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. Wanda slowly laid her head on your chest and wrapped her arms around your waist, enjoying your warmth.
After a while you started to hum softly, Wanda found it soothing enough to fall asleep. She knew you had no idea what you were doing but it felt so good, like a piece of home, safe.
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"Rest easy knowing that I live only for you, Draga (darling)."
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I'm bored request some things ;(
#wlw#wanda maximoff x reader#Natasha Romanoff x reader#sevika x reader#Marvel x reader#Arcane x reader
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My Dearest.
Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader | Fluff
Wanda walked sluggishly from a recent mission gone wrong, wiping blood from her nose she entered the elevator towards her lover's shared room. The moment the door opened she threw her jacket and shoes off onto one of the couches in the living area, flopping down and placing her head on her lap.
"I'm so tired." She mumbled into her leg. Y/n chuckled at Wanda's dramatic entrance into their shared living area, "So I see." she replied and moved a strand of scarlet hair from Wanda's face. "Let's get you cleaned up, hm?"
Wanda lifted her head up slowly, looking blearily into Y/n's eyes she nodded, letting her help her stand. She took Wanda to their bathroom, helping her clean up with some water and soap before applying ointment to all the cuts and scratches. Wanda's legs ached as her feet touched the cool tile floor, she was surprised when Y/n picked her up bridal style, carrying her over to their bed she sat her down gently, "You know my body has healing properties right?" Wanda asked.
Y/n chuckled at that, "Of course sweetheart, but I don't mind if you let me take care of you tonight."
Wanda smiled softly, laying back down in the bed. Y/n pulled the sheets over them, "Now go to sleep."
Wanda yawned, closing her eyes and letting out a long, content breath.
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