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Time to let go
Billy Russo x gn!reader
Summary: Reader is missing Billy after he's gone.
Warnings: grief, heartache, loss.
Notes: I'm sorry. I had to get this one out. Been roaming around in my brain. Will get back to my requests now 🙈
Words: below 500
Billy. The weirdest thing is happening. I don’t seem to remember what your voice sounds like anymore. You’re all I can think about, filling my head all hours of my day, yet I just can’t remember. Everyone tells me it’s normal. That memory fades over time. I don’t want to forget. I just don’t know how to stop it.
They say that grief is just love with nowhere to go. Funny that Frank saw it long before I did. It’s taken me a long time to realize that I loved you.
Can’t even remember the color of your eyes anymore. I know they were dark, so dark I could get lost in them, but would they turn lighter in the sun? Were they an endless abyss in the dead of night? It hasn’t even been two years, but you’re fading. All I have left are the way you made me feel. You’re now immortalized in my grief, forever edged into my heart.
When I sit down to eat, I still leave the seat next to me empty. Still saving it for you. You disappeared two years ago and still I keep this going. What a waste, you not being here anymore.
It just hurts. It fucking hurts and I bet it will never stop hurting. It’s been 3 years since you left and still, I feel the ache in my heart.
The pain is almost crushing me. Paralyzing me at times. I can’t do anything to escape it. I wish there was something I could do to get rid of this haunting feeling. Anything but never knowing you at all.
I found your tags the other day. Cleaned out your closet and I heard the sound of the tags moving on the metal chain. A sound edged so deep in my memory, but on you instead on my bedroom floor.
You’ve now been gone for longer than I knew you. You made my life better. My life started the day I met you and now it feels like it ended with you too. Selfishly, I wish I was the one that disappeared that day, just so I wouldn’t have to be without you. But I wouldn’t wish this pain upon my worst enemy, let alone you.
I can take the pain. I can move on, knowing at least you weren’t the one to feel it.
It’s been almost 5 years and I can’t remember a thing about you. I have pictures, but that’s not you. not the ‘you’ I had in my memories. The you that only I knew. That man is fading, and I try so hard to hold onto you. I can’t even picture your face in my dreams anymore.
The only thing I remember is how you made me feel. Loved. Safe. Yours.
If I could have done it all again, push a reset button, I would. I’d make sure to love you better, harder. But I couldn’t have loved you more.
I think it’s time. I have to let you go.
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rubberband
This oneshot is inspired by the song rubberband by Tate McRae, and the idea to write something based off a song was from my dear @kayhi808 💕
Pairing: Teen!Billy Russo x Teen!Reader (no pronouns used)
Warnings: Billy snaps a rubber band against his wrist in attempt to forget about the reader, emotional hurt
Words: 1k
Summary: Billy’s trying to forget about the first person that has ever shown him love
As he waits in line at the Recruitment Office for the Marines, Billy eyes the rubber band on his wrist. He’s made a habit of snapping it whenever he needs to forget. He’s had to replace it a few times; sometimes it breaks because he snaps it too hard, trying to forget about you.
He’s finally old enough to begin the process of being recruited, and he’s wanted this for a while. He didn’t know where he’d go with no money for college and no place to go when he aged out of the foster system. Becoming a Marine had been his dream for a while. But that was before he met you.
You weren’t necessarily popular in school, but you were well-liked. No one seemed to have a bad thing to say about you. But Billy didn’t still understand why you’d want to talk to him. You sat in front of him in English class, and offered him a pencil when he’d cursed loudly, unable to find his. After that, you turned in your seat regularly to talk to him. Then, you’d have lunch together, hang out after school, usually at a diner or at your house. Billy wouldn’t dare bring you to his foster home. You knew about his situation, everyone did. Even though you said you didn’t care, Billy would never let you see his living situation.
Billy couldn’t help but crush on you. You were so kind. Not just to him, but to everyone. And you saw the beauty in almost everything. Somehow, you had found beauty in him. When he kissed you for the first time, you smiled against his lips before you wrapped your arms around his neck and held him closer.
The two of you didn’t necessarily date in the traditional sense; your relationship kind of just blossomed from being friends to being something more. Something that tugged at Billy’s heart the way he’d never felt before. Being a foster kid, dumped by his drug-addicted mother when he was just a baby... Billy had never known love. Not until he had found you.
For a couple of months, things were great. He’d even sneak out of his bedroom window and meet you in the park and you’d go driving around at midnight. It felt like he was in limbo when you were together.
Looking back at how things were then, Billy felt like a criminal for letting you go. He hates that he’ll never know why you’re still so caught up in his head. You had everything he didn’t have, and a future that he never would. You would never work. That's why he broke it off and left. But he didn’t go about it the best way.
One night, you had let the words Billy had never heard before slip from your lips. You were sitting on the hood of your car, leaning back against the windshield. You couldn’t see the stars with the New York light pollution, but that didn’t bother you. You had Billy’s arm cuddled against your chest, cheek resting against his shoulder. Your fingers were entwined with his. School would soon be out for the summer. You were almost done high school. You knew what college you were going to at the end of the summer. But Billy couldn’t afford that. He didn’t even apply, but he hadn’t told you that. He said that he had, but that was a lie. He knew he wanted to be a Marine, but he didn’t have the heart to tell you.
“I’ll come visit you, at whatever school you end up at.” You said, as if that was obvious. “I love you, Billy.” You said, so sweetly that it made Billy’s throat close up.
Billy couldn’t say it back, so he kissed you instead.
“Nothing will change between us, right? When we start college. Promise?” You asked innocently.
Billy wasn’t ready to make that promise, even if he wanted it to be true.
Your love and commitment to Billy scared him. Sometimes he’d have merely a second to stop himself from saying he loved you. He didn’t want to admit to you, let alone himself, that he did. It was too scary. He wouldn’t be enough for you. He didn’t deserve you, and you deserved more than him.
He started distancing himself from you. No more sneaking out the window. No more midnight driving. You invited him to the graduation party your parents were throwing for you. Billy knew that it was something he shouldn’t miss, but he skipped it.
You showed up to his foster house the next day. Your eyes were rimmed red and the look you gave him made Billy feel like the worst person in the world.
“Where were you? You were the only person I really wanted to be there, Billy, and you didn’t even show up.”
“I don’t think this is gonna work anymore. Me and you.” He had said, stuffing his hands in his pockets and avoiding your eyes.
“What?” Your voice was a whisper. “What do you mean?”
He didn’t respond.
You stepped closer and tried to touch him, but he stepped back. “I can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry.” He flicked his eyes back to your face. Your lip was quivering. “You should go.” He didn’t want you to, but this would be better for you in the end. He didn’t wait for you to respond before he closed the door. He hadn’t seen you since, and that was months ago.
A snap of his rubber band brings Billy back to the present. He had grabbed the elastic automatically when he started to remember the pain of what he did to you. He snaps it again, trying to forget.
He’s having trouble with trying to put you in his past. Especially when he finds himself looking through photos of you that you had taken with a disposable camera. He keeps them in a box under his bed, and every time he goes through them, he wishes he was different. He doesn’t know how to love you, so now he just has to try to forget.
Snap.
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There are Widows and there are Men
A/N: None
Series Title: There are Widows and there are Men
Chapter Title: Part One - Tangled Web
Song: Vigilante Shit - Taylor Swift
Pairings: Billy Russo x Black Widow!Reader
Word Count: Unknown
Warnings: Trafficking mentions, Red Room, Dreykov
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You sat in your shared office with Billy. Filling it random pieces of paper work and going through some mission files. One particular file caught your eye. Some girls were being trafficked by Russians and Billy had sent some men out to retrieve the girls. It sent a wave of nausea to your stomach, remembering your time in the Red Room.
Billy wasn’t aware that you were a Widow. He didn’t know the blood that stained your hands. You never planned to tell him, scared of what would happen. It was lucky enough that he asked you to be his PA that day in the coffee shop. You weren’t going to risk losing it over the red in your ledger.
From across the room you can feel his eyes on you. It had been a while since you got out of the web of bodies Dreykov created you for. Once a Widow always a Widow, it was hard to shake the habits.
“It’s late you know? You should go home, I can finish up here”
Your attention moved to Billy. His words hit your core. There’s nothing you wanted more than to go home but the file you were studying had taken over your mind.
“I’m okay Billy, just…”
You trailed off unsure how to finish your sentence. There was no telling how Billy would react to finding out the truth. You had heard some brief tales of his childhood. Group home, meth head mother, but no details.
You heard his chair pull away from his desk and his footsteps making his way over to you. As he rounded your desk you looked up at him. His eyes were so dark, not only in colour but in energy as well. You could only imagine what he had seen being a former Marine. As he leaned against your desk his eyes wandered to the file you were looking at.
“Reading over the trafficking case huh?”
You nodded shyly. Around Billy you felt vulnerable, weak even. Yet you were still hiding that you were trafficked. Turned into a weapon, chemically subjugated to Dreykov’s control.
“You look tired, come on I’ll drive you home”
He placed a hand on your shoulder and you shuddered. The memories were still there, they always would be. Hesitantly you have in, packing your stuff up and following behind Billy.
His car was nice, really nice. Fitting to his personality he had a Rolls Royce Wraith. It exuded the luxury you had been desperate for as a kid. As you sat with the other Widows watching Sailor Moon and imagining you were somewhere else. He opened your door allowing you to climb in, before closing the door and going around to his own.
The engine started up and he asked for directions to your apartment. In the moment you weren’t energised enough to care about the shitty neighbourhood you lived in. It was run up but it was home. After finding your way to New York after the Red Room. This was the first apartment you had managed to find and you wouldn’t trade it for the world.
Billy pulled over in front of your place and you hastily exited the car. You turned around to thank him but he was out of the car, making his way to you.
“You gonna show me your home?”
You lightly shook your hand and grabbed his arm, dragging him up to your apartment. For a moment you wanted to kiss him. It was no secret Billy was attractive and you had been into him for a while now. The two of you made you way up the stairs and as you fumbled around for your keys, your neighbour had appeared.
“Late night again?”
Malcom was normally greeting you, after helping out the resident drunk Jessica. You nodded and his eyes moved to Billy.
“Please tell me you’re not taking him to bed”
You went to open your mouth but were interrupted by Malcom as he spoke once again.
“You know what? Good looking pair like you two, just keep it down please?”
With a click your door unlocked. You shoved Billy inside before giving Malcom a glare and entering your apartment. It was small and cosy, your first home.
“Nice neighbours”
Billy commented as he scanned your apartment. The kitchen and living space were all one room, with the bathroom and bedroom both being adjoining. You gestured to the couch and he took a seat.
“Can I get you anything Mr Russo?”
He gave you a look, you never called him Mr Russo unless there were other people around. You opted to just get two glasses of water and went to join him on the couch.
“You know, you’ve never told me about your family”
Your eyes immediately wondered up to him. You wanted to avoid this topic for as long as possible. Billy kept his gaze on you. Analysing your body language no doubt. As you went to say something an explosion came from the bedroom. Blasting pieces of drywall onto you. Billy tackled you to the ground holding his body over yours.
The two of you didn’t move for at least five minutes. It wasn’t until your door was ripped from its hinges did Billy move off of you.
“What the hell happened in here?”
Jessica had entered your space. Looking around for you. She didn’t care about a lot of people but the two of you had met back in college before she dropped out. You were close friends and you often involved in her vigilante messes.
“Explosive, no doubt he’s sent more Widows after me”
You forgot Billy was there as you spoke to Jessica. Climbing to your feet your eyes whipped around the scene. Rubble decorated the floor and Billy was standing, staring at you and your brunette companion.
“What the hell is going on? You know I pride ANVIL on knowing it’s employees but this”
He gestures to the scene around him.
“Just proves I know absolutely nothing about the person working closest to me”
Guilt runs through your body. You didn’t want him to find out let alone like this.
“I’m gonna go”
Jessica says, exiting the frame that once held your door. Billy attempted to walk over to you, but you took a step back. You couldn’t bring yourself to speak.
It felt like hours had passed until you gained the confidence to say anything. Billy was stood in the small kitchen nursing a whiskey. You started to walk towards him. Ready to tell him your past. Before you knew it, a bullet lodged itself in your neck. Throwing a hand to your neck, you attempted to try and slow the bleeding. Despite taking your fair share of bullets, in this moment you were lost. Billy ran over to you and the last thing you see before passing out is his dark eyes filled with rage.
#billy russo imagine#billy russo#black widow!reader#jessica jones#the punisher imagine#billy russo x reader#gn!reader#billy russo fluff#ben barnes#black widow#malcom ducasse#jessica jones imagine
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Sweater Weather 2023 Masterlist
A big THANK YOU to everyone that participated in my little event! This would not have worked without YOU! If I missed your fic, please let me know and I will add it!
PLEASE HEED THE INDIVIDUAL WARNINGS ON ALL FICS! You are responsible for what you see if you choose to continue reading. Enjoy!
My submission: Cold Hands, Warm Hearts (Michael Kinsella x F! Reader)
@shiorimakibawrites
Warm (Michael Kinsella x F!Reader)
Stormy Weather (Matt Murdock x Reader)
Baking With Love (Matt Murdock x Reader)
@k-marzolf
sunshine. (Billy Russo x F!Reader)
@janaispunk
Making Forts Under Covers (Joel Miller x F!Reader)
@kayhi808
You Were Never Mine (Billy Russo x F!Reader)
Krewe of Boo (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
Rainy Days (Billy Russo x Reader)
Neighbors-Next Door (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
@bellaxgiornata
Under the Weather (Matt Murdock x F!Reader)
Keep Me Warm (Michael Kinsella x F!Reader)
Next to You (Frank Castle x F!Reader)
@itwasthereaminuteago
"You're an asshole, but I love you" (Frank Castle x GN!Reader)
#mandy's sweater weather challenge#matt murdock x reader#michael kinsella x reader#bucky barnes x reader#frank castle x reader#joel miller x reader#billy russo x reader
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as 2022 has come to an end, the fandoms family 🫰🫰discord server took part in a little ‘hall of fame’ event, in which they were encouraged to recommend their own work that they were proud of from this year, as well as recommending others they had enjoyed, too.
it was lovely to see so much positivity and praise for our fandoms and i’ve been very excited to share these with you!
if you would like to get involved and join our server, please drop me a message and i can send you the invite link.
now, without further ado, i hope you enjoy these recommendations as much as we have! please remember to check all warnings listed on individual fics/artwork.
fanfiction
Souls Heal Less Readily - @words-are-fireproof | Javier Pena x F Reader
The Favorite - @flightlessangelwings | Javier Peña x F Reader x Comandante Veracruz
Let Go - @flightlessangelwings | Joel Miller x F Reader
Notes on Tutoring - @honestly-shite | Dave York x F Reader
Adversity - @the-ginger-hedge-witch | Frankie x Ezra x F Reader
La Estrella de mi Vida - @flightlessangelwings | Javi Gutiérrez x F Reader
Haalur - @words-are-fireproof | Din Djarin x F Reader
Enkindle - @oscarseyebrow | Din Djarin x F Reader
Fragments - @einno-arko | Din Djarin x F Reader
Seed Pearls - @zinzinina | Din Djarin x F Reader
Mutual - @the-scandalorian | Din Djarin x F Reader
Between The Wars - @mylifeisactuallyamess | General Hux x GN Reader
Upon the Throne - @saradika | Boba Fett x F Reader x Fennec Stand
You Make Me Feel Like Dancing - @eupheme | Obi-Wan x F Reader
Aphelion - @oscarseyebrow | Poe Dameron x F Reader
The Pink and Blue Ribbon - @the-little-ewok | Poe Dameron x F Reader
The Holiday - @dailyreverie | Poe Dameron x Reader
Homecoming - @astroboots | Frankie Morales x F Reader x Santiago Garcia
Mythos - @acourtofsnakes | Steven Grant/Marc Spector x F Reader
Undercurrent - @oscarseyebrow | Steven Grant/Marc Spector x F Reader
A Suitable Arrangement - @moon-kn1ght | Billy Russo x F Reader (x Frank Castle)
Yuánfèn - @writerwrites | Steve Rogers x Reader
Darkness At The Edge - @moon-kn1ght | Matt Murdock x F Reader
A Lizard Dog, A Banana Boat, And a Cassette Tape - @pumpkin-stars | Eddie Munson x Reader x Steve Harrington
Darkness At The End of My Love - @acourtofsnakes | Eddie Munson x Reader
Penny For Your Thoughts - @eupheme | Alfred Pennyworth x F Reader
It's Meant To Feel That Way - @writerwrites | Andy Barber x Reader
Reunion - @pumpkin-stars | Geralt of Rivia x GN Reader
artwork
Steven Grant - @pumpkin-stars
Weeknights Frankie - @mjpens
Space Sisters - @manofbeskar
Din Djarin in the waters of Mandalore - @mjpens
Don't be afraid - @stealyourblorbos
shops
TheHouseofApollo
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Fic authors self-rec! ✨ When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers 🖤
In Another Life [Aleksander x GN!Reader]
My longest series and the one I'm most proud of for finishing.
Tender Loving Care [Vampire!Aleksander x Fem!Vampire!Reader]
My ultimate vampire!Aleksander comfort fic.
Blood is Thicker [Fem!Reader]
Smutty vampire foursome. That's it. That's the fic. (Featuring Aleksander Morozova, Billy Russo, and Logan Delos).
Glitter & Gold AU [Modern!Darklina x Fem!Reader]
AKA: The high society AU where everyone is rich, successful, and bisexual.
The Twins [Billy Russo x Fem!Reader]
I just really love this AU (Featuring Billy's twin brother, Jonny Russo).
#fic recs#my writing#aleksander morozova x reader#billy russo x reader#darklina x reader#my mutuals (affectionate)#answered asks#thanks for the ask!
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Scraps | Helmut Zemo x gn!reader
Anonymous asked: Hi! Can I request a Zemo x gn reader where the reader comes home with a bloody nose and bruises from being attacked? Zemo obviously gets really fucking mad and makes sure the people responsible for this will suffer.
summary: you and your best friend get jumped by some drunk assholes, and when your boyfriend finds out, he's ready to jump at their throats and make them pay... only, he has to make sure that you're alright, first.
tws: blood, injury, bruising, fights, alcohol consumption, swearing
It wasn't exactly like it hadn't been a long time coming, a bunch of assholes at the pub you and your best friend Frank often visited always making some sort of bullshit comment, and although you never threw the first punch, you and Frank had managed to get yourselves into a fight; sure, you worked well as a team, you were a fucking formidable pair and even your boyfriend Zemo had mentioned a few times that if there was anyone he didn't want to meet in a dark alley, it was you and Frank. But there were more of them than there were you, and while four of them held Frank down after kicking the shit out of him and even going so far as to knock his head against a fucking brick wall, two of them had started on you.
At least you could say you didn't throw the first punch; you and Frank were actually on your way home when they jumped you, taking you both by surprise. Of course you tried to fight back, but you could only do so much when Frank was practically out cold and you felt like you were getting your fucking teeth kicked in; at least they left you alone after they thought they had definitely knocked you and Frank out. But he picked you up, wrapping your arm around him as he helped you to get up and trudge home; the sight must have spooked a few people but you and Frank had gotten into worse scraps before. This was just a bunch of drunk assholes, this wasn't the likes of Billy Russo.
"You sure you're gonna be alright?" You asked, holding Frank's face in your hands when he got to the door, your brows furrowed.
Frank nodded, licking his split and bloodied lips. "Yeah, I'll get Micro to pick me up and patch me up - you gonna be good? Is Zemo home?"
You nodded, wincing a little. "Yeah, I'm not as beaten to shit as you... you wanna come inside and wait?"
"Best I don't," he told you with a shake of his head. "I'll wait on the steps outside."
"Alright, well... let me know how you're doing later, yeah?" You pulled away from him, steadying yourself against the door for a moment with a weak smile. "Y'know, we ain't had a scrap like that in ages - long overdue."
He dared to laugh, knocking on the door before he turned tail and yanked himself outside; you were worried, he was your best friend and he was badly hurt, but he was also the Punisher, he could look after himself. Micro would look after him. You went inside, groaning softly as pain shot through your shoulder, and you collapsed on the sofa, resting your head against one arm and kicking your feet up on the other, squeezing your eyes tightly shut.
"My god," Zemo breathed out, brows furrowed as he knelt beside you, one hand on your cheek and the other on your chest as he looked you over. "What happened? Tell me everything."
"Just some drunk assholes," you groaned. "Jumped me and Frank on the way home, beat us to fuck."
He clenched his jaw, shaking his head and working on getting you out of your clothes so that he could properly assess the damage; your nose was fucked without a doubt, you had bruises almost everywhere and it was clear that something sharp had caught your sides although it wasn't deep enough to cause any issues to your organs. At least there was that, none of it looked like it needed stitches. But you truly looked like you had been to Hell and back; he had to think quickly, discarding your clothes in the washing basket and setting everything up.
Liquor bottle. To steady his hands and to help you put up with the pain. Antiseptic. Bandages. Plasters. Painkillers. A cloth to bite down on. Kitchen paper. The speaker blaring 'How Many Tears to Nurture A Rose?' by Cradle Of Filth, if only to give you something he knew would cheer you up a little and would take your mind from it all. More than anything, though, he was angry.
How fucking dare someone bruise and bloody his partner? How fucking dare they hurt you?
He had more important things to focus on right now, like patching your wounds and making sure that you were going to, at least, not be in agony throughout the night; he was quick to work on it all, though. Blood soaked blue kitchen roll building up on the coffee table; empty plaster packages; a mountain of orange stained antiseptic wipes; a half empty bottle of Grant's whisky in your hands; a spit and blood covered cloth on the floor. The last of the strong painkillers finished off, the metal packet chucked in the pile with the rest of it. But it didn't take long at least, and Zemo was as careful as he could be; even though all he could think about was tracking those assholes down and making sure that they paid for what they did to you. Not so much Frank, you.
As he tightened up the last bandage, Zemo couldn't help but to sigh. "I'm going to find them, Bärchen, I'm going to make them all pay."
You groaned softly, offering him the whisky. "Can it wait til tomorrow? I'd quite like to see it."
He nodded, daring to smile a little as he traced the outskirts of the bruise on your jaw, knowing that he would give those responsible far far worse than a bruise. "Natürlich. I need to find them but... that won't be too hard, and I suppose Frank will want to join, too."
"More than likely," you tried to move to lay on your side, but Zemo pushed you down gently and kept you pinned there on your back. "Can I at least get in my own bed?"
"Not without help," he told you sternly. "It might actually be better if we both sleep here tonight."
You raised a brow, trying not to laugh because you knew that it would sting like a motherfucker if you did. "Why both of us?"
"Someone has to look after you," Zemo pointed out. "And as your boyfriend, that would be me. I won't hear any excuses."
"Fine, fine, alright," you mumbled. "You win."
"Thank you," he sighed, going to grab a couple of blankets and the pillows from the bed. At the very least he could make sure that you were comfortable. He set everything up, asking you if you were okay, if you needed anything extra, but you shook your head. "Tomorrow. I'll track them down tomorrow, and I'll make sure that they pay for what they did to you."
Watching Zemo make himself comfortable on the floor by the sofa, you let your hand drift down, letting him hold it tightly as he hummed softly; you cleared your throat. "Tomorrow... I think we all just gotta get some sleep for tonight. Pretty sure Frank's knocked the fuck out with some strong shit Micro dosed him on."
"I don't care about Frank, he can look after himself... but you... no one fucks with you, Bärchen, you're mine. I'll make sure they fucking suffer for what they've done."
He would, you didn't doubt it for a second; when Zemo got angry, he didn't just get even. Oh, no, he made whoever his wrath was directed at fucking wish for someone kinder, someone like Frank, they would beg and they would plead and they would sob and their snot would trickle down to their lips. But Zemo would drag out everything, when he got angry, he was more than dangerous. He was worse than you and Frank. Far, far worse. You almost wanted to pity those drunk assholes who had jumped you and your best friend, but you couldn't bring yourself to; you couldn't even force a fake beg for him to go easy on them. Zemo would make damn sure that each and every one of them would suffer, and he was capable of more cruelty than you and Frank were. He could be more cruel than anyone. At the end of the day, no one made Zemo angry, and those assholes were about to have an entire shit storm rain down on them.
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character list
everything is x f!reader unless specified otherwise
if you want gn! or m!reader be sure mention it when you ask
the age of the characters determine the age of the reader (i won’t write anything with an illegal age gap)
the boys
frenchie
mothers milk
billy butcher
starlight (annie january)
kimiko
bridgerton
simon basset
anthony bridgerton
benedict bridgerton
kathani sharma
chicago fire
kelly severide
stella kidd
matt casey
sylvie brett
brian “otis” zvonecek
leslie shay
peter mills
chicago med
connor rhodes
will halstead
ethan choi
maggie lockwood
april sexton
chicago pd
jay halstead
erin lindsay
hailey upton
kevin atwater
adam ruzek
antonio dawson
eternals
thena
ikarus
ajak
kingo
gilgamesh
full house
jesse katsopolis
greys anatomy
meredith grey
christina yang
jackson avery
derek shepherd
addison montgomery
mark sloane
lexi grey
callie torres
hawaii five-0
steve mcgarrett
danny williams
chin ho kelly
kono kalakaua
adam noshimuri
kickin it
jack brewer
jerry martinez
kim crawford
mcu
steve rogers
tony stark
natasha romanoff
bruce banner
bucky barnes
sam wilson
wanda maximoff
stephen strange
t’challa
loki
yelena belova
carol danvers (pre & post powers)
mission impossible
ethan hunt
ilsa faust
benji dunn
august walker
narnia
peter pevensie
susan pevensie
edmund pevensie
caspian
outer banks
john b
jj
pope
sarah cameron
topper
rafe
the punisher
frank castle
billy russo
dinah madani
scandal
olivia pope
fitzgerald grant
abby whelan
harrison wright
shadow and bone
alina starkov
aleksander morozova (general kirigan/the darkling)
kaz brekker
nina zenik
jesper fahey
inej gafa
matthias
genya
star trek (aos)
james tiberius “jim” kirk
leonard “bones” mccoy
s’chn t’gai spock
nyota uhura
montgomery scott
hikaru sulu
supernatural
dean winchester
sam winchester
castiel
dad!bobby singer x child!reader
demon!dean
soulless!sam
svu
olivia benson
rafael barba
nick amaro
dominick “sonny” carisi
to all the boys
lara jean
john ambrose
peter kavinsky
margot
christine
trevor
top gun
pete “maverick” mitchell
nick “goose” bradshaw
tom “iceman” kazansky
charlotte blackwood
penny benjamin
bradley “rooster” bradshaw
jake “hangman” seresin
javy “coyote” machado
natasha “phoenix” trace
robert “bob” floyd
the witcher
geralt of rivia
yennefer of vengerberg
jaskier
rpf
ben barnes
chris evans
glen powell
jared padalecki
jensen ackles
karl urban
leo howard
noah centineo
oscar issac
scarlett johansson
sebastian stan
sophia bush
#the boys#bridgerton#chicago fire#chicago med#chicago pd#eternals#full house#greys anatomy#hawaii five 0#kickin it#mcu#avengers#marvel#mission impossible#narnia#outer banks#the punisher#scandal#shadow and bone#star trek aos#supernatural#svu#to all the boys#top gun#top gun maverick#the witcher#rpf#spn rpf#mcu rpf
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MASTERLIST
I think it's about time I created a masterlist.
SPIDER-BREN MASTERLIST:
🕷 - nsfw/18+ content
[Under Construction]
Requests: CLOSED (for now) (who I write for)
Boyd Boys:
Klaber
untitled - prompt (gn) (klaber washes your hair)
choose me like you choose him (fem)
im taken (male)
Clement Mansell
black and blue, bloody red - part one (oc - ryan) 🕷
black and blue, bloody red - part two (oc - ryan) 🕷
shot in the mouth (male) 🕷
the feminization of clement mansell - part one (oc - ryan) 🕷
the feminization of clement mansell - part two (oc - ryan) 🕷
dangerous desires - part one (fem) 🕷
dangerous desires - part two (fem) 🕷
clement mansell character study
let me use you darlin' (gn) 🕷
good boy (ftm) 🕷
Ty Shaw
ride like a cowboy (ftm) 🕷
John McBride
my body is craving, so feed the hungry (oc - oliver) 🕷
Quinn Mckenna
two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer (x billy russo) 🕷
The Corinthian
Hobrinthian analysis (x hob gadling) 🕷
Hanninthian (x hannibal lecter)
Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny
Vlaber/Vollber - Klaber x Voller
klaber headcanons
vlaber headcanons
indiana jones 5 ending headcanons
take it from me, what you want, what you need 🕷
space with no words
let me take care of you
untitled - anon prompt (sick klaber)
untitled - anon prompt (voller has burn out)
untitled - anon prompt (klaber whump)
untitled - prompt ask (sub klaber) 🕷
do you need help? 🕷
i'm here
Voller x Reader
voller headcanons
meant to kill me (fem)
Vlaber | Vollber Series (w/ @blueeyedcitadel) 🕷
Flew Too Close To The Sun (His Wings Did Melt)
Part One: Though I Burn (How Do I Fall?)
Part Two: Lean Your Weight On Me
The Bikeriders (2023)
Johnny x Cal
glimpse of us 🕷
Shadow & Bone
Perfection - Matthias x Alina (Helstar) 🕷
Marvel
Matt Murdock
holy hands will they make me a sinner 🕷
~•~•~•~
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MARVEL/MCU Masterlist
Key:
💞 Fluff
😭 Angst
🥺 Hurt/Comfort
🔥 Smut
🔖A/B/O
X: Romantic Pairing
&: Platonic Pairing
Bucky Barnes:
Pop Your Bubblegum Heart (Bucky x F!Reader)
Sometimes Living Is A Risk You Gotta Take (Bucky x F!Reader) 😭
Checkmate (Bucky x F!Reader)
Lazy And Cuddles (Stucky (Steve x Bucky)) 💞
Sam Wilson:
Solace (Sam x GN!Reader)
Steve Rogers:
Distraction (Steve x F!AFAB!Reader) 🔥
Lazy And Cuddles (Stucky (Steve x Bucky)) 💞
A Work's Escape (Steve x F!AFAB!Reader) 🔥
Merry Christmas (Steve x F!Reader) 💞
Wanda Maximoff:
Peace (Wanda x F!Reader) 💞
Loki:
Magic, Mischief (Loki & F!Reader) 💞
A Little Talk (Loki &F!Reader) 💞
Into The Wild (Loki x F!Reader)
Tony Stark:
Iron Walls Strange Magic (Ironstrange (Tony x Stephen))
Stephen Strange:
Iron Walls Strange Magic (Ironstrange (Tony x Stephen))
Billy Russo:
Cause & Effect (Billy Russo x Willow Collins (OFC) x Dinah Madani)
Moodboard Chapter 1
Flower Drabble (Billy x GN!Reader)
Sparring Drabble (Billy x GN!Reader)
On Borrowed Time (Billy x Ignis Redwood (OFC)) Moodboard 1 Moodboard 2
Drunk On Rose Water (Cult Leader!Billy x AFAB!Reader) 🔥 AO3 Link Here
A soft bathing session 💞
Dinah Madani:
Cause & Effect (Billy Russo x Willow Collins (OFC) x Dinah Madani)
Moodboard Chapter 1
#Sam Wilson#Bucky Barnes#Steve Rogers#Billy Russo#Dinah Madani#Tony Stark#Stephen Strange#Loki#Loki MCU#Wanda Maximoff#Frank Castle#The Punisher#The Avengers#The Scarlet Witch#Captain America#Falcon#Winter Soldier#Jigsaw#Iron Man#Doctor Strange
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REQUESTS + RULES.
heyyyyy, here's the information/rules about requests i take. overall rule, please ask nicely :))
status: only matchups are open.
◆ MATCHUPS! are open.
matchups!!! these are really fun, ik i always love them. for matchups what i need is what fandom/s you want (max 3) a matchup for, if you want a male/female/whoever matchup, and a reasonably detailed description of you.
i will not take anonymous matchups and i'll only do them for people following me :) if you submit an anonymous one, dm me or submit a second non-anonymous one and tell me it was you so that i can post it without your url but also that way i can also see if you're following me.
brief description of you should include: a brief description of your physical appearance, your mbti type if you know it, mentions of both positive and negative personality traits, your hobbies, your likes, your dislikes, what you do in life, hopes and dreams. a wild variety of things that sums you up.
fandoms available are; The Boys, Stranger Things (not the kids obvi), MCU (includes Netflix Shows), Star Wars (Skywalker Saga + Mando).
◆ ICONS! are closed.
all i need for icon requests (which are more like suggestions) is what character you want! i'll only do one set per character and you can find who i've already done here (link coming soon)
◆ FANFICTION!
what i need from you in your request is specified in the subheading beyond according to fic type :) i only write headcanons and blurbs just based on time considerations (if you have ideas for oneshots or prompts or something you'd like to see i'd love to hear that just not as a request)
characters i write for, star ☆ indicates my top picks:
from The Boys: Soldier Boy ☆, Billy Butcher, Hughie, MM, Frenchie, Kimiko, Annie, Maeve.
from Stranger Things: Eddie Munson ☆, Billy Hargrove ☆, Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Jonathan Byers, Jim Hopper.
played by Oscar Isaac: Poe Dameron ☆, Moon Knight bois (Steven, Marc, Jake) ☆, Nathan Bateman ☆, Duke Leto, Blue Jones, Abel Morales, Sergent Kane, Orestes, Richard Alonso-Muñoz, Rudal Keener, William Tell.
lol miscellaneous: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker (Star Wars), Spike (Buffy), Dean (Gilmore Girls) (let me have this), Will Turner, Elizabeth Swan, James Norrington (POTC), Morgana Pendragon, Gwaine (Merlin BBC),
played by Ben Barnes: Billy Russo ☆, The Darkling ☆, Caspian X.
from Marvel: Frank Castle, Matt Murdock , Loki Laufeyson, Bucky Barnes, Erik Lehnsherr, Wanda Maximoff, Valkyrie, Thor Odinson.
rules for all fanfic:
i won't write anything that i haven't experienced (or that i find triggering) so just please stay away from topics of mental illnesses, extreme trauma, that sorta thing.
i'm not going to write NSFW for requests so let's just skip that (steamy/suggestive is all good though),
i might decline a request if i think it'll take too long, i'm not confident in it, or i just don't like it. that's not to say your request was bad just that it didn't fit me.
also it might take a while oop, be patient with me. i'll close requests if i'm a bit back up with them.
◇ HEADCANONS! are closed.
the only requirements for headcanons are tell me what character you want, what headcanons you'd like eg. "date night hcs", or "breakup makeup hcs", if you want fem!reader or gn!reader (apologies for the inconvence but i don't do male!reader).
◇ BLURBS! are closed.
the only requirements for blurbs are tell me what character you want, if you want fem!reader or gn!reader (apologies for the inconvence but i don't do male!reader) and gimme a prompt! whether that's a dialogue prompt you found, a scenario you wanna see, whatever :)) these should be short... but also i might get carried away.
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I posted 1,949 times in 2022
112 posts created (6%)
1,837 posts reblogged (94%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@acrossthesestars
@justanotherblonde23
@moonlight-prose
@withahappyrefrain
@dashavau
I tagged 1,223 of my posts in 2022
Only 37% of my posts had no tags
#q - 160 posts
#stranger things - 131 posts
#steve harrington - 106 posts
#fic rec - 96 posts
#andrew garfield - 87 posts
#mare reads - 74 posts
#eddie munson - 62 posts
#cassian andor - 55 posts
#joe keery - 45 posts
#stardust reblog challenge - 45 posts
Longest Tag: 131 characters
#the horrors being slicing off half of your thumb on a mandoline and still not being able to use that thumb properly two years later
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Needles and Pins
PAIRING: Billy Russo x Reader (I think it’s pretty unintentionally GN, it just worked out that way, but I might be wrong??)
WORD COUNT: Just at 1.1K. I wanted to write more, but work and the holidays just made that impossible. So here’s a little snack that I def plan to expand on later!
RATING: Teen, I guess? There’s some language and a little bit of ~tension~ if you squint.
WARNINGS: Not much, just mentions of fighting/sparring and a hint of knife play.
A/N: First off, I want to apologize to @my-day6 for this being super late! I thought I was going to be able to craft you a masterpiece, but my life has been pretty upside down since my surgery in November and I just did not have the time. Now that the new year is here, maybe I’ll be able to write you an update that is up to my own standards! I hope you like it anyway and I hope your holidays were fantastic!
Thanks to @the-purity-pen and @flightlessangelwings for hosting such a fun fic exchange! Y’all are amazing! <3
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You lay there, sweaty and panting, as you tried to force the air back into your lungs. You stretched your hands above your head, wiping the sweat from your brow and flattening your legs to the mat beneath you. A mirthless chuckle came from somewhere to your right as the toe of a black boot tapped your ribs, eliciting a grunt.
“Get up, recruit. I’m not paying you to take a nap.”
“You’re not paying me yet, Russo,” you peeked at him, raising a brow. “I just need a moment to catch my breath.”
He crouched down to your level, careful not to make eye contact, and spoke low near your ear.
“I didn’t realize when I hired you that I’d have to hold your hand through the entire process. How about you let me know when you’re ready to continue working and maybe we’ll get you caught up to the rest of the team, yeah?”
He stood suddenly, without offering to help you up, and stalked off towards another struggling recruit. Your blood practically boiling in your veins, you couldn’t help but notice that he wasn’t as hard on any of the other team members. You dropped your head back to the mat with a huff, cursing yourself for taking this job before pushing yourself to your feet with a groan.
Billy kicked the team’s ass for the rest of the afternoon, continuing to keep an annoyingly close eye on you as you ran through different drills. After he’d pointed out what felt like your 10th mistake in 20 minutes, you’d had enough. You could feel the day’s anger quickly taking over your body as the team began to choose sparring partners. You stepped forward, muscling past a few of the recruits to get to the center, and Billy’s eyebrows shot up when he took in the look of determination on your face.
“I pick you, Russo.” Squaring your shoulders, you faced him directly with your hands on your hips and steel behind your eyes. He chuckled, exchanging a glance with one of his partners and returned your gaze, adding an element of something you could only describe as predatory. He considered you for a moment, mimicking your stance with his hands on his hips, before shrugging his shoulders in agreement.
“Alright, sweetheart… it’s your choice,” he raised his hands in mock surrender before pointing a long finger directly in your face. “But I’m not gonna take it easy on you.”
“I think I can handle it.”
“Great! Now everyone stop holding your dicks and get to work,” he said with a clap of his hands and addressing you with a jerk of his head. “Follow me.”
Confused, you walked with him to the rear of the warehouse. There were additional sparring mats set up in the corner and you realized quickly that he was trying to separate the two of you from the rest of the group, presumably to spare himself the embarrassment of getting his ass kicked. You began to roll your neck and shoulders out, releasing all of the nervous energy and preparing yourself to face him when you caught sight of his figure out of the corner of your eye.
He grabbed the hem of his sweatshirt and began to peel it off, not-so-quickly pulling down the thin t-shirt as it came with it. The brief flash of skin this awarded was enough to make your throat go dry and your breath to catch in your chest. A little too late, you realized that you were staring. He seemed to take notice and tossed you a cool smirk as he turned to face you, hands clasped in front of him as he waited, the familiar cheshire grin plastered on his face.
“We gonna fight it out or are you just gonna stand there objectifying me?”
“You wish, Russo,” you said with a shake of your head. “I was just thinking about how satisfying it’s gonna be to knock you down a peg.”
He stepped forward, crowding into your space and meeting your eyes with his. Something in the atmosphere switched and suddenly there was no playful smirk, no sneaky glint in his eye. You swallowed hard, a little unsure if this would end the way you wanted it to. Billy Russo was a dangerous man and you knew that. Maybe you’d been too quick to get on his bad side.
“If you don’t stop running your mouth and do the job I hired you for, you can pack your shit and get out. I don’t need to risk you putting the rest of the team in danger with your ego.”
You didn’t realize you’d shoved him until he stumbled backwards, taken aback by the breach of etiquette, but immediately squaring up to fight in earnest. Your next swing missed as he ducked out of the way, catching your arm and twisting it behind your back. His breath was hot on your neck when he whispered against the shell of your ear.
“You gotta work on not telegraphing your moves. Saw that swing coming from a mile away.” His knee found the back of yours and you dropped to the mat with a grunt. Rolling onto your back, you looked up at his looming form, hating the way he seemed to be enjoying tossing you around like nothing. The look on his face was one of pure entertainment and it made you see red.
In a flash, you had tangled your legs with his, twisting yourself as hard as you could muster and relishing in the sound of his crashing to the mat. Before he could react, you climbed on top of him and pinned his legs with your own. The knife flashed from the sheath at your waist to the skin of his neck in half a second and you grinned down at him, watching as his Adam’s Apple moved gingerly against the dull edge of the blade.
“Your first mistake was underestimating me, Sir,” you sneered, gently adding more pressure to the blade. “The second was wasting time gloating and leaving yourself vulnerable.”
“Well you see, sweetheart,” he was straining against the blade now, pressing his nose to yours and practically snarling. You became acutely aware of something hard pressed against your side and looked down to see his hand gripping the hilt of a large knife, the butt digging into your rib cage. “This was all part of my plan to finally get you on top of me.”
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#4
I love your Steve Harrington so much! If you're taking requests could I maybe get some Steve and reader after hours at the video store?? Fluffy smutty whatever you want!
😍🥹 I'm assuming you're here from Dancing in the Dark since it's the only Steve content I've released so far - thank you so much for reading it!
Have this, as a treat!
Be Kind, Rewind
PAIRING: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader
RATING: T
WORDS: 4K
WARNINGS: Nothing really. A little making out, some cursing, light angst. NO y/n.
A/N: It's just like me to look at something for too long and end up hating it, but then I send it to my beta genius @acrossthesestars and she talks me off the ledge. This is my first time writing Steve on my own, so be gentle!
(dividers by @silkholland)
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#3
The Hollow House
(gif by @littlesgreys)
PAIRING: TASM!Peter Parker x Reader
SUMMARY: It was supposed to be a romantic getaway. No phones, no distractions, no Spider-Man... until it all went to hell. Written for @liz-allyn's 900 follower fic prompt celebration! Thank you so much for the tag and I hope I nailed this creepy thing lol
WORDS: About 2070
RATING: Teen.
WARNINGS: Some swearing, mild violence, nothing too crazy.
BRIEF A/N: I am coming in just over the wire with this one. I may come back and make the post prettier later. For now, this is as neat as I could get it. Thanks to @acrossthesestars for taking a super urgent last minute look at this for me! <3
“Oh my god, Peter!” Your fingers curled around the key tucked into your palm, excitement threatening to bubble over inside you. “No way!”
You couldn’t believe it; Peter had come home and presented you with the key, telling you all about the romantic getaway he had planned for the two of you. His boss had offered him use of his river house and the two of you were going to spend an entire weekend in absolute solitude. No phones, no tv, no Spider-Man.
Peter took your face in his hands, delicately sliding his thumb over your cheek, and placed a chaste kiss to your lips.
“I know things have been crazy lately, Bug. I think some time away will be good for us,” he said.
You nodded in agreement.
You wouldn’t say that you and Peter had been fighting so much as bickering over small stuff - like laundry. Because of course Peter had made himself a new suit and of course he had forgotten to separate it and turned all of your white towels a sickly shade of purple.
He was right. Getting away from it all was going to be good for you both.
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The drive to the river house was a short one. Just far enough to get away from the bustle of the city, but close enough that you could still see the city skyline as a speck on the horizon. You weren’t so far out that you didn’t still hear the droning of planes flying overhead, circling for their turn to land.
As you walked inside, you noticed quickly that the place didn’t see much use. A thick layer of dust covered all the surfaces and you had to cough it out of your lungs as you disturbed it with your entry. The particles hung in the air, dancing lazily in the filtered sunlight as you turned to Peter, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“It’s cool, right? Do you like it?” He glanced at you hopefully, insecurity flashing behind his eyes as you pretended to take in the room around you.
“Well…” you screwed up your face in mock concentration and Peter jostled you in his arms, telling you to stop being a jerk. “I love it, babe. It’s perfect.”
“You know, they say this place is haunted,” he said, a devilish grin on his face. You looked at him quizzically and he continued. “Apparently the local legend is that you can hear someone screaming in the middle of the night. Really eerie stuff.”
“Oooh, well I guess it’s a good thing I have a real-life superhero to protect me then.”
You gave him a drawn out dramatic kiss and ran your fingers through his hair, coming up for air with a sigh.
“Alright,” he said, letting you go and turning you towards your suitcases. “Let’s get these put away so we can explore.”
As you bent over to pick up your duffel bag, Peter’s hand landed firmly on your ass cheek with a loud crack. Hearing your gasp, he took off quickly toward the bedroom, backpack in hand.
“Peter Benjamin Parker! You’re gonna pay for that!” You left your bag on the floor and took off behind him, careful not to knock anything over as you tore through the unfamiliar house.
When you finally reached the bedroom, Peter was standing stock-still, his gaze fixed on the wall above the head of the bed. You followed his gaze, eyes growing wide as you took in the scene in front of you.
There were five long scratch marks etched into the wood of the wall where a headboard would usually go. It looked as if a very large creature had taken a giant swipe at the wall in a fit of rage. You started to move closer when Peter’s hand flew to your wrist, holding you back.
“Peter what-“ you turned to face him, finding him in the same position, eyes glued to the marks in an unwavering stare. “I’m sure it’s fine! I bet they removed the headboard and got a few scratches in the wall. That’s all.”
You placed a hand on his shoulder to turn him toward you, his eyes lingering on the wall before finding yours.
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#2
“This was our forever.” with Cassian. MAKE IT HURT MARY
You are an evil, evil little witch... I love it. 😈
I switched up the prompt just a little but the concept is the same. Here's some pain.
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My #1 post of 2022
Right Now You're Mine
pairing: tasm!peter parker x fem!reader
words: 5.7K
warnings: 18+ content, cursing, drunk guys refusing to take "no" for an answer (not Peter), college/post-college aged reader & Peter
a/n: so i was listening to "Skin to Skin" by Movements and couldn't get the idea of tumultuous on and off relationship with Peter out of my head, this is the outcome of that. i recommend listening to it before or after reading! thanks as always to my forever beta @acrossthesestars for editing this into something legible. i am nothing without you 🖤
masterlist | taglist
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It’s just you and me
A/N: People who regularly read my stuff, is there anything particular you wanna see? Cause I could go for suggestions while I work on bigger projects
Song: Ribs - Lorde
Pairing: Billy Russo x GN!Reader
Content: Marine!Billy, Marine!Reader, Childhood best friends, Reader is a sergeant, Frank and Reader bullying Billy, Reader leans towards masc
BR Taglist: @snowkestrel
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“What was Bill like as a kid?”
Mail had been passed around and while Frank opened his care package from Maria, he couldn’t help but ask. From the moment you met each other in the group home you and Billy made the world feel like hell. He was over protective, rowdy, didn’t follow rules while you were a mastermind, quick witted and sarcastic. Everyone at the group home thought you two would end up married while they couldn’t be further from the truth, at least in your mind.
“Billy and I made the group home a shit storm. The volunteers all hated us, you never saw one without the other. He was an asshole, I’d call him a slut, but he’s my best friend. Wouldn’t trade him for the world”
A grin crossed your face. Billy was a year older than you so he had enlisted earlier, all but begging you not to also enlist. Of course it didn’t work, it never did. The second you turned 18 you enlisted, going off to training before eventually you’d both been hand picked for Operation Cerberus.
“Don’t slut shame me”
Came Billy’s voice, pulling his head from his book. A Picture of Dorian Gray, you had introduced him to the book and he fell in love with the words. Billy had related strongly to Dorian, a man beloved only for his looks as though he served no other purpose. While he saw you in Basil Hallward, an artist never quite happy with their work. Yes the two of you were like the star crossed lovers, as they were never to be together. It simply wasn’t how their tales were meant to end.
“I am slut shaming you, by the time you graduated you had slept with half our school Billy”
You exclaimed, tossing a football at him. A groan elicited from his lips as the rubber made contact with his face. Frank let out a small chuckle. The two of you were like kids around him, the older man often having to stop your petty squabbles. It’s one of the many things you appreciated about Frank. He gave an older brother vibe that was comforting. Once upon a time you thought Billy gave you the same sort of comfort, that was until you realised it was love for which you felt towards your best friend.
“That is over exaggeration and you know it”
Bliss, even in the blistering heat of the desert. The cruel man in charge of Cerberus and the bastards that surrounded you, with Billy and Frank you felt like a dumb kid again. Laughing in the pure bliss of your idiotic jokes.
“Always Billy the Beaut huh?”
Frank chimed in and you smiled at the man. He was your Lieutenant and ranked above you, much like Billy did but he never treated you as less than. Even if your men didn’t think you were a proper fit, Billy and Frank did.
“Well had to do something to distract me from them huh? I mean no shade to Maria and you, you’re a lovely couple but that shit just woulda never gone down for us”
It took you a moment to process who he was talking about and when realisation dawned your face heated up. In a moments notice you felt like a furnace and you couldn’t keep your eyes off of Billy. His face now red like the blood you had seen so many times in the battle field. His eyes occasionally darted over to Frank, begging for help.
“Billy..”
You began but were promptly shut up by Frank covering your mouth. Relief filled you until you thought about the possible output of what was to come. Many times you’d cried to Frank and Maria over your seemingly unrequited feelings for Billy. Was Frank going to tell Billy?
“Nope, not a word. Now Bill they’ve been in love with you since they were a teenager, told me and Maria a lot of stories. You’ve felt the same, so you two dicks are gonna go on a date next time we’re back in New York. Then you’re gonna tell me and Maria what happened, then you can both live the happy life you wanted”
As Frank pulled his hand away from you mouth Billy launched at you, softly kissing your lips. The two of you ignored the cheers from the other Marines, living in the moment you’d dreamt of since your teenage years.
“Yeah I’d like that”
Billy grinned at you, his smile never failing to bring butterflies to your stomach. All over again you were a teenager with a school crush on the hottest guy. Only you’ll always have Billy, even without marriage till death do you part.
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matt murdock
a prayer. | one shot | explicit | 1.2k | fem!reader
You knew he wasn’t the most devout Catholic. At least in the traditional sense.
friday. | one shot | mature | .6k | fem!reader
You normally don’t go home with defense attorneys, but tonight you make an exception.
game of logic. | one shot | explicit | 1.8k | fem!reader
You weren't expecting this young professor for your philosophy class -- and he's got a smile you could get used to seeing.
darkness at the edge | one shot | explicit | 1.7k | fem!reader
What is the darkness that lies at the edge of Matt Murdock?
various matt murdock headcanons
other: your discoveries || sense of smell || college au
steven grant
guilty pleasure. | one shot | explicit (dark) | 2.3k | fem!reader
marc spector
curiosity. | one shot | mature | .4k | gn!reader
who is this man?
billy russo
a suitable arrangement | complete series | explicit | 11k | fem!reader
He knew you were his, he told you it every time you fucked. He owned you. But that didn’t stop you from wanting to burn him, just a little.
frank castle
morning person. | one shot | general | .5k | gn!reader
If there was one thing Frank Castle was incapable of, it was sleeping in.
a suitable arrangement | series | explicit | 11k | fem!reader
He knew you were his, he told you it every time you fucked. He owned you. But that didn’t stop you from wanting to burn him, just a little.
clint barton
no lies. | one shot | mature | .5k | gn!reader
if the answer was no, would you be standing here?
loki laufeyson
paths at cross. | one shot | all audience | .8k | gn!reader
do you believe in fate?
bucky barnes
drabbles: buttons
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sunlight [ billy russo ]
⋯ SUMMARY ; the sunlight always provides the most perfect environment for a little late morning love making session
⋯ WARNINGS ; gn!reader, tw [ scars ], smut [ soft!billy, fingering, unprotected sex -- no glove, no love, spooning position ] + mature language
⋯ NOTE ; this content is strictly for those 18+ ; any minors // ageless // blank blogs interacting with this post will be blocked
billy sighed, blinking the sleep from his eyes. immediately closing them soon after -- the sun shining through the halfway closed curtains catching him completely off-guard. he groans, sparing a glance to the bedside clock through lidded eyes.
it’s just a little past eight -- nothing too spectacular but he does note the full night of sleep he managed to get. no nightmares plaguing his mind or waking him up this time around.
he turned, looking over at your curled position. the blankets wrapped around your frame and tucked up under your chin. billy smiles softly, stretching across the mattress to move as close to you as possible without waking you. which had failed the minute you shifted.
your eyes open, immediately closing afterwards with a low grumbling of how bright the sun was shining through the curtains. billy chuckles softly beside you, hand lifting to brush his thumb against the slope of your cheek, “good morning.” he coos, smiling as you tilt your head up with a bright smile of your own, uttering the same words back to him.
now that you are awake, he takes the opportunity to pull the blankets away from you. settling up beside you as your arms reach out to pull him in closer, wrapping around his waist and letting him nuzzle against your forehead. bily smiles, moving to press kisses against any bit of exposed skin he can find.
you giggle softly, allowing your hands to trace along his upper torso. smoothing along his abs and then up towards his pecs and shoulders. taking time to memorize the small details of his skin.
he sucks in a harsh breath when your fingers flit over a long bump -- a knife wound located just below his clavicle. your hand immediately draws back in fear of hurting him. billy quickly clasps your hand, shaking his head as he places it back against his chest, “you didn’t hurt me. just forget their there some times.” he chuckles to ease your worry, letting you resume your touching.
he groans after a few short moments, pulling the blankets from you both. letting them fall to the other side of the bed without so much of a care. he pushes you gently, ushering you to your side as he slides up behind you, gently grasping you at the jaw to pull you in for a kiss.
fingers drift under your shirt, tugging your shorts and underwear down the length of your legs, letting them fall to the ground with the rest of the blankets. moaning softly when they prod at your entrance, gently sliding in a single finger at first, before working you open to take two. a pleased smile rippling across his lips as he fingered your tight hole. taking pride in each shiver that tore down your spine when the pads of his fingers would brush against that little spot within you.
you choke out a moan, turning to press your face into the pillow underneath you, taking each stroke of his fingers. nails bit into his arm, you as each movement works you open until his fingers are withdrawing from your hole. a pitiful whimper leaving your lips.
billy moans breathily against the shell of your ear as he slides into you. hand gripping the underside of your thigh, holding it up to provide for the angle. the other, tucked under your neck to allow him access to your neck and chest.
he takes pleasure in the way you shutter, soft moans leaving your lips as he bottoms out. pausing a short moment for you to adjust and gather your bearings before he’s moving. slowly rocking his hips, pushing slightly deeper into your heat before withdrawing almost completely, then pushing back in just as slow.
he feels you squeeze him tightly with each thrust, companied by soft whimpers and mewls as your own hips start to meet each of his thrusts, pushing him right up against the spot inside that turns you to mush in a matter of seconds.
“fuck... ” billy groans, cursing again at a particularly hard squeeze that has his pace faltering for a moment. his hand trails down, smoothing along your chest before pulling a nipple between his fingers, pinching the bud slightly as you buck against him.
he smiles, slowing his pace and enjoying the little gasp and whimper that left your lips at his teasing. your finger nails dig into the flesh of billy’s thighs, a swift reminder of your approaching orgasm and that he shouldn’t tease.
billy grits his teeth, grunting through the painful sting as he speeds up. smiling as your hips sputter, a whimpered moan leaving your lips as you cum. he works you through your orgasm, panting into your shoulder as he thrust further into you, spilling into you with a grunt as you throbbed around him. his release triggering your own as you moaned, biting deeply at your lip in attempt to contain it.
he softly coos at your moan, tightly wrapping his arms around you as he snuggles you in close, heat radiating from your body as your orgasm washes over you. he holds you, lips pressing against the skin of your neck as you catch your breath, fingers lifting slowly to twist through his locks.
the sun that’s cascading through the window warms the space, leaving the two of you in a wash of bright color. in this moment, your eyes open once more, hazily glancing at your partner, who’s hovered slightly above you. billy smiles, taking in the way the light beams across your irises and blends into the color.
he leans in, pressing a kiss to your lips before leaving with a quick promise of a return, leaving you ro bask in the sun with a gentle smile forming across your lips.
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Better Days
Frank Castle x gender!neutral reader
Word count: 0.9k
Warnings: Blood, like a lot of blood
Summary: You didn't expect to see your old friend today...
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I almost fell asleep. Almost. It would have been just a few more minutes and I would have slept like a marmot.
But my phone rang. It rang. And rang and rang, untill I finally got up and grabbed it.
"Yeah?", I asked and tiredly rubbed my eyes.
"Y/N? That you?"
Immediately, my head shot up and I was as awake as the day.
It was Frank.
"Frank, man. Where are you, are you alright?", I asked and got up. I took a few quick steps towards my window and casually looked outside.
"Yeah. Not exactly", Frank murmured. He breathed in heavyly.
"Where are you?", I asked, "I'll help you"
He chuckled:"Look outside your door."
"You little bastard", I grinned a sprinted to the door. I ripped it open and there he was.
"Frank Castle"
"Alive and breathing", he smiled.
I chuckled and pulled him in for a hug. He sighed contently, but as soon as I felt a liquid touch my shirt, I pulled back.
I eyed him from head to toe:"Damn Frank, you look like shit. Come on in"
He only nodded and followed me Inside. He sat down on the couch while I got my first aid kid. I had one just for him. He needed help with patching himself up to often for my liking.
"Hey, you have some water?", Frank mumbled and I nodded. I walked into the kitchen and got him some, before putting the glass down in front of him.
"We gotta get you out of that suit", I said and looked at him. He nodded and tried pulling it over his head.
"Hey, wait!", I said. He only grunted, but let me help him.
I carefully grabbed the chest piece with the giant skull on it.
"I'm gonna pull it off in 1...2...",I looked at Frank. He clenched his teeth.
"Three!", I tried pulling it off as fast as possible, but Frank grunted in agony. He couged heavyly and leaned over with a pained look on his face.
"Frank, hey are you okay", I leaned down to him, a hand of mine on his shoulder. Blood was slowly seeping through my carpet, but my only concern tight now was Frank.
"Come on, let's just get over with this", He mumbled and quietly pulled off his blood stained shirt. I eyed his chest.
"Shit", I carefully touched Frank's shoulder, so that he learned forward. I saw no wound on his back. So, the bullet was still inside him.
"We need to get rid of that bullet of yours", I said and helped him lay down on the floor.
I grabbed a pair of gloves, put 'em on and slowly started to work on his wound.
After a few minutes I was finally able to pull that damn bullet out of his chest.
" 'm sorry, Frank", I mumbled while stitching him up. He looked at me and grabbed my hand.
I stopped and looked at him with curiosity in my eyes.
"Thank you", He mumbled. I gave him a small smile and nodded before finishing his stitches.
"Time to clean you up", I stated.
Frank scoffed:"You don't have to"
"But I will!", I laughed, "Look at you and my floor. It's blood stained."
"Fair enough", Frank smiled, so I got up and went to grab a bowl of water and a wet cloth.
I sat back down next to Frank. My head shot up and his piercing blue eyes stared at me. I carefully grabbed his right hand and started cleaning it. After that, his arm and his other hand and arm.
The water was already filled with blood but I slowly started to clean his chest.
I sat next to him, so sometimes I had to reach out for him in order to clean everything properly. That was, untill Frank pulled me onto his lap. I looked at him in surprise but he only grabbed my hand with the cloth in it and laid it back down onto his chest. So, I continued cleaning him up.
After I finished, I slowly cleaned my own hands. And put the cloth back into the bowl. I kept my head down, not daring to look at Frank, but I felt him carefully touch my cheek. His hand was warm and soft, despite the small bruises on his knuckles.
I leaned into his touched and finally dared to look at him.
I saw adoration in his eyes, but also Hurt and anger.
"Frank. I-"
"It's alright", He shushed me and carefully leaned his forehead against mine.
"I know, that this", he eyed us up and down, "It could work because I know that there'll be better days"
"I'm thinking 'bout you, don't worry about us", I smiled.
He only nodded and softly kissed my cheek. His lips lingered on my skin for a hot minute, before he finally pulled away.
I breathed in heavyly:"Come on, big bad Punisher. You need to rest"
Frank only chuckled, but accepted the Hand, I offered him.
I pulled him up with me and he leaned onto my shoulder. A groan left his lips.
"I'll buy you a new carpet, I promise", He mumbled.
I chuckled:"I sure hope you do"
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