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holylulusworld · 11 months

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Him, him or him?

Summary: It’s your birthday and you decide to attend a speed dating event for fun. And fun it is…

Pairing: Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Soldier Boy & Dean Winchester x Reader/You

Warnings: self-indulgent fanfic, multi-fandom fanfic, speed-dating, cocky Ben & Dean, implied smut, mentions of oral

A/N: I wrote this one for my birthday but used Y/N so anyone can be the reader. I’m a thirsty hoe, what can I say?

“You want to do what?” your friend gapes at you. “But you said that you’d rather die than go on a blind date or ever consider speed dating.”

“Uh-it could be fun,” you smirk. “You know, I can tell every guy a different story. For one I’m a stewardess, for the next an exotic dancer, and maybe I’m a dominatrix too. Let me fuck up speed-dating for them as they did with the dates I had to endure. “OH! Maybe I fake I’m going into labor next time.”

“Y/N, spending your birthday with strangers is not how I imagined the day would play out. We still can go to a club or have dinner at your favorite restaurant.”

“It’s on my bucket list, babe.”

“Speed-dating is on your bucket list?” she huffs. “That’s lame.”

“Speed-dating and messing a date up,” you grin. “Let me have some fun before I’m getting too old and lose my teeth.” You chuckle. “Come on, I didn’t doll myself up to not have some fun…”

“Hi, uh…I’m James,” the first guy sitting opposite you seems to be a little shy. He’s hiding behind a base cap and twiddles his fingers. “I came here with a friend. He wanted me to meet other people.”

“Y/N,” you hold out your hand. “I came here to…meet other people too.” You won’t mess with this guy. He seems to be nervous and shy. “Nice to meet you.”

“Same,” he mumbles. “So…what are you doing for a living?” James wants to know. “I’m kinda between two jobs.”

“Oh, I’m a Y/P (your profession),” oddly, you don’t lie to him. There is something about this man making your heart beat faster. “You said that you came with a friend. Is he looking for a date too?”

“Kinda,” James sheepishly looks at you. His soft blue eyes look you up and down, and for a moment it seemed there was a glint in them. “So, doll. Did you do this before?”

“No,” you sigh. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea after all. You want to ask James if you want to talk somewhere else, but the bell rings and he says his goodbyes. “Aw, he wasn’t too bad…”

You watch James switch to the next table. He barely looks at the woman sitting opposite him.

“Hi,” a deep voice pulls your attention toward the man sitting down at your table. “I’m Steve. You just talked to my friend.” Damn, a tall blonde hunk took James’ place, and you fear this was an awful idea. “Did he talk to you?”

“Yes. He was a little shy but nice to talk to. I’m Y/N by the way,” you hold out your hand for Steve too. “Nice to meet you.”

“Same, doll,” he lowers his head and presses a soft kiss to your knuckles. You giggle as it’s a little old-fashioned. “What do you want to talk about?”

“Do you have any hobbies?” you look him up and down. Steve looks familiar to you, but you don’t remember if you met him before.

“I like to draw, and work on my bike,” he explains in a hurry. The bell will ring anytime and then he’ll need to switch places with some other guy. “Maybe I could draw you if I had more time…”

You lift one brow.

“Crap. I didn’t want to come over as a creep. It’s just you’re a pretty dame and I’d like to draw you, doll.”

You don’t get the chance to answer. The bell rings again, and Steve leaves your table. He gives you one last glance, smiling as you watch him go.

“Crap. He was kinda cute too…and tall,” you mutter under your breath as another guy walks toward your table. His legs are bowed, and he has this sway in his hips you can only call cocky.

“Hey there, sweetheart,” he smirks, and his stunning green eyes sparkle as he turns the chair to sit astride the chair. “How’re doing here? Saw the other guys. Hmm…you can do better.”

“Hi. What’s your name?” you ask, holding out your hand for the cocky guy.

“Name’s Dean. I’m an Aquarius, enjoy sunsets and frisky women. You can find me on Tinder under Impala67.”

You chuckle at his eagerness. “That was a lot of information within a few seconds.”

“We only got three minutes. Now that you know a few things about me, you can tell me everything about you. How about you give me your name first.”

“Y/N. It’s nice to meet you, Dean,” you shake his hand too. Unlike the other guys, Dean doesn’t let go of your hand. He holds it while you try to tell him more about you. “I like sunsets too, and cocky guys. I assume your username has something to do with your car.”

“My baby. A 1967er Impala. Black. She’s a real beauty,” he leans closer and smirks. “With a huge backseat.”

“Bold and cocky,” you chuckle as he flashes you an adorable smile.

He sighs as the bell rings again. “Three minutes are much too short to get to know each other. How about we meet outside and see how the night plays out? I’ll be waiting for you if you want me to.”

Someone clears his throat behind Dean’s back. “Buddy, it’s my turn,” the man says as Dean turns around to size the man up. “You had your chance. Now get out of my way.”

“Uh-Dean. Maybe you should switch to the next table,” you try to stop them from fighting.

“You can have the chair, not the girl,” Dean snarls at the man. He looks over his shoulder and flashes you another smile. “See you later, sweetheart.”

You started with three great men. Sadly, the next men weren’t as nice as Dean, Steve, and James. They talked mostly about themselves, money, their exes, or, and that’s your favorite, how much they love blowjobs.

“Shit, how many more,” you huff as the bell rings one last time. “Hi. My name is Y/N. And no, I won’t give you a blowjob after we are done here.”

“A tempting offer,” the man sitting down chuckles. “But I would never ask a lady to give me a blowjob before giving her heads.”

“What?” your head snaps upward and you meet another cocky smirk. This one seems to be even cockier and more self-confident than Dean. He leans back in the chair and runs his hand over his beard.

“You seemed rather bored, sweetness. How about you tell me something about yourself? Name’s Ben, or the guy giving you multiple orgasms if you want to.”

“Whoa, you’re very…” you don’t find the right words. Is he intense? Cocky? Or arrogant. Maybe a mixture of all.

“You like sunsets?” he asks. “I heard you talking to the other guy. The one with the car he calls Baby.”

“Did you spy on us?”

“I saw you and your friend before you entered the building and thought I should keep an eye on you, Y/N. You never know if a creep tries to get handsy,” Ben smirks as you lean back in your chair. You’re a little shell-shocked at his admission. “I only had eyes for you today. How about you forget about the other guys and come with me? We can have dinner…and more…”

“Whoa, you just admitted that you followed me and my friend. I don’t think this is the best basis for a first date,” you raise one hand to stop him from talking to you. “The others at least didn’t act like a creep.”

“I want what I want, sweetness,” he shrugs. “I’m not hiding that you caught my attention. It’s been a long time since a woman got my attention like you did.”

The bell rings one last time. You don’t know what to think or feel when Ben gets up from the chair. He smirks and taps the table three times. “I hope to see you later. If not, it was a pleasure talking to you.”

“Same…” you stammer. He makes you a little nervous, but at the same time, you’d like to get to know more about Ben.

When the show is over you walk toward the organizer to hand them your list of the men you’d like to get to know better.

“Miss Y/L/N, four of your dates tonight submitted a list to us with only your name on it. They wanted me to give you their information,” the organizer says. She hands you a piece of paper with the information about Steve, Bucky, Dean, and Ben.

“Uh-thank you,” you take the piece of paper, awkwardly glancing at the information. “What now? Do they want me to call them or…?”

“That’s up to you, miss. You can call them or ignore them. If you liked one of them, you could get in touch with him,” she says. “If you would excuse me now.”

She leaves you to talk to other women. “BABE! Did you get a number or two?” your friend happily shows you the number of one of the guys she met. “Show me yours.”

“I got…uh…four,” you show your friend the information you got. “I just don’t know which guy I liked more. They were all four really…”

“Hot? Sexy? Fuckable?” she swoons. “You know, maybe two of them are up to a threesome.”

You choke on the air. “What?”

“Guys like shit like that.”

“I can’t ask them to have a-“ you huff. “Steve and Bucky are friends.” You lick your lips. “I mean. Friends share things right?”

“You nasty little slut,” your friend snickers. “Do you want to ask them for a night to remember?”

“I could just rename birthday and call it dick-day from now on,” you muse when your friend’s eyes widen in shock. “It was your idea, remember. I have a threesome on my bucket list too…”

“Hi-hey,” you walk toward Steve and Bucky. “I got your number and was asking myself if you are up to having…” your eyes wander toward Dean and Ben. You frown and wonder when they got best buddies because Dean is laughing about something Ben said.

“What did you ask yourself?” Steve places his hand on your shoulder. “Doll, talk to us.”

“I don’t know. I was wrecking my brain to decide on whom I want to call,” you sigh deeply. “I liked you, and your friend. But there are two other guys I liked too.”

“Oh-four-leaf clover of hotness,” Bucky smirks darkly. “What do you say, Stevie? Are we up to some competition? I’d like to see her on all fours, serving me and you like a good slut.”

“Gentlemen, did we already decide on who is going to have her first?” you gasp as Dean and Ben step toward you.

“What? I don’t understand.”

“We talked about inviting you to spend the night with us, sweetheart,” Dean whispers in your ear. “What do you say, Y/N? Do you want to come with us and have a sexy four-leaf clover of hotness all night long?”

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𝙒𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬

The sound of the loud alarm could be heard echoing in the room, while the rays of the sun made seeped their way in through the crack of the blinds on the windows.

Enji slowly opened his eyes but laid still not turning the ringing off. A sigh escaped his lips as he looked over to his right side and saw you were still in a deep sleep.

Reaching over the nightstand he shut the alarm off, making sure it wouldn't end up waking you up even though he himself wasn't really awake yet.

It was another day, same routine, same distant relationship, another day where he wouldn't be able to hold you like he used to.

While he was in his mind you woke up, rubbing the sleepiness out of your eyes. The light coming in made you squint your eyes, slowly you sat up on the bed.

He did the same, not being able to help himself by looking back at you and seeing the way your messy hair looked like in the morning. No matter how much you used to whine about it not looking normal, to him it was the one of the things he loved the most about you.

It was his favorite times in the morning where the two of you could be vulnerable with one another, with all your flaws.

"I didn't realize you had woken up." You spoke, getting up from the bed and sliding your feet into your slippers.

Enji slightly blushed feeling the dip on the bed loosen as you stood up. "I- uh just woke up myself. I thought you might want to sleep in since you came home late last night."

"I can't today."

"I'm sure if you call in they wouldn't mind letting you stay home today." He got up following you to the bathroom. "I'm worried you haven't gotten enough sleep these days-"

"I can't." You repeated as you got ready for work. "I have a meeting today."

He knew things between you two weren't okay- well haven't been for a while now. Still, he was worried about your well being. As much as he loved you having the career you wanted, it also stressed him seeing how tired and over work you often came back home.

"I don't mean this in a bad way," he said knowing it might make you upset but you had to know. "Lately you haven't had as much energy ever since you got promoted, I understand your work is important but you need to rest."

"I'll rest once the important project is done." You stated, washing your face. "Until then I can't waste time on resting."

Leaning against the doorway he looked at you, worry in his eyes. "Y/n... it's okay to want to put your all into the work you love but you can't burn yourself out-"

Yesterday was already hard on you, the last thing you wanted to deal with were his comment about you work. "No offence but you do the same whenever you come home late beaten and bruised up." Drying your face with the small towel on the rack, you looked at him. "You have no right to tell me what I'm doing is wrong when I've begged you to take care of yourself first a dozen times."

You walked passed not wanting to waste anymore time knowing you were already running late. A pair of footsteps could be heard from behind you, it's like he was following you around like a lost puppy.

"At least let me make you something to eat then." He insisted. "I can whip you up something you like, remember when I used to make you (favorite food) all the time?"

Your patience was really running thin with everything, you knew he meant well but even you found it quite out of character lately since you both only talked with one another when it was about work and nothing else.

After putting your scarf on you grabbed your bag, getting ready to head out. "That's okay, I can just grab something on my way to the agency." Quickly you walked out of your shared bedroom and to the door to put your shoes on.

"Well then how about dinner later?" He suggested as he followed you once again. "I can make a quick reservation at the restaurant we used to go to often or that ramen place that's around the corner-"

"Enji." You spoke turning to look at him, "Why are you suddenly trying to act like how things used to be? You- we've had months to fix things but we never did."

Rubbing the back of his neck, a sigh escaped. "Because..."

You waited, wishing, hoping that he'd elaborate on his reason, to explain as to why he wanted to fix things but he never did. Shaking your head you placed your hand on the doorknob, as your back turned to face him you spoke.

"You can't keep doing this... wanting to suddenly try to change things when you don't ever bother telling me why. It hurts... for once I wish you'd actually use your own words without me trying to figure it out by the tiny clues you try to give me."

Your eyes started to turn watery, sniffling you wiped away the tears that threatened to escape with your other hand. "If you won't change your ways... then I guess there won't ever be a chance for us to rescue what we once had."

He stepped forward, his hand reaching out to stop you but he froze. You were gone, making it too late for him to ever say what was on his mind.

"Morning, Endeavor." Kurumada said, smiling at him as he opened the door for his boss to get in.

"Morning." Enji mumbled as he got inside.

His morning felt so slow, after you had left, he realized how lonely the house was. Since he left his old house to his children and Rei, he never thought he would experience it all over again.

The thoughts that were running through his mind were derailing him into a spiral of sadness and loneliness. He didn't want to picture his life without you but he had to be realistic that maybe your relationship had run its course.

That maybe he was paying for all the things he did to his family.

"Am I not picking up, Mr. Hawks?" Kurumada asked. "Endeavor, sir?"

Enji was too wrapped up in his thoughts to acknowledge the question that was being asked.

Kurumada understood he needed time alone and continued driving to the agency in silence.

Upon arriving to his agency he saw his son Shoto arriving as well. Enji headed inside only giving him a small nod with no bickering or even a good morning, that would sometimes catch Shoto off guard.

"Did something happen?" Shoto asked Kurumada.

"Good morning young Todoroki," he said. "Actually I was going to ask you the same thing. Endeavor was quiet this morning."

"Did he not arrive here with Hawks?"

He shook his head. "I asked him but he didn't respond to my question. I haven't seen him this quiet since he left his old home."

Shoto thanked him and went inside following Enji. Although they had their difficulties it made him worry about what could possibly be going on with his father.

There was a knock at the door, Enji looked up. "Come in." He spoke.

The door opened to reveal Shoto, "Endeavor we got the info on those villains that blew up the cars."

"Okay." He said looking back down at the papers that were on his desk but didn't move a muscle to complete them.

Shoto noticed he wasn't moving at all like he usually did whenever a report or a notice about some villains came in. He was zoned out.

"Do you not want to go and talk to them yourself?"

He shook his head, "No it's fine. I'm sure someone else can attend to it."

There was something going on, it had been months since Enji has actually acted like himself. Shoto didn't want to butt into his business but sooner or later it was going to affect his work.

"I know it's not my business," Shoto said walking towards him and stood in front of his desk. "Your private life is yours, but did something happen between you and y/n?"

Enji sighed closing his eyes as he rested his head in his hands, elbows on his desk. "W-we're just-" he felt hesitant to say anything, but knew he had to talk to someone. "We've been distant to tell you the truth, things haven't been the same. I do not know how it began but before I was able to stop it, the distance grew... now I don't know what to do."

"Can I?" Shoto asked pointing at the chair.

"Sure."

He sat down looking directly at him. "Did it start when you had to stay overnight?"

"No..." Enji leaned back into his chair. "At least I don't think so... she was working long shifts as well that we barely had enough time to see one another."

"I'm not an expert but maybe both of you didn't have time for one another after being overworked. You said you'd get home at different times, it's normal to be exhausted."

"I saw how tired she got home, barely had enough energy in her to shower let alone eat." He closed his eyes trying to think back to when was the last time you two spend any time together. "It pained me to see her so worn out, I didn't want to bug her or complain about not being able to have at least one meal together."

"I'm not trying to make you feel even more worse than you already but I gotta be honest," Enji opened his eyes, tilting his head forward to look at his son. "You're making the same mistake as you did with mom."

"What are you talking-"

"I'm talking about how you're ignoring the issue and pushing it under the rug. You're both waiting for one another to bring it up but too afraid to say anything." Shoto sighed, "The longer you wait to talk to her about how you're feeling... you'll only end up losing her. Y/n has been a great part of your life we can all tell how much she's helped and changed you. To be honest we are fond of her too so is mom so it would suck to lose her as well."

A small smile formed on his lips. "I'm happy to see that you guys had approved of her... it means a lot to hear that son."

Shoto looked away feeling embarrassed. "I-I uh know we've had our differences but... even so you deserve to be happy too."

It swelled his chest with happiness knowing that had his son's support. Not only that, but also that their relationship was changing slowly but surely for the better.

A call then came in interrupting their conversation. "Give me one sec." He said and pressed on the button letting the call come through.

"Yes?"

"Endeavor sir, a villain was reported terrorizing the city a few blocks away from the agency near Kozumi technology. We were asked to rush in."

"Kozumi technology?" Shoto asked. "Isn't that the place where Y/n works?"

"It is." He quickly answered back. "We're on our way send us the address."

Shoto followed Enji quickly out of his office, as he fixed his gear, worry ran through his mind. Hoping and silently praying that the villain didn't get anywhere near you.

"I think this will be the best approach." You said trying to block out the noise that was coming from waiting room's tv.

"It sure does sound like the better option, they asked for something different," your boss said smiling. "They're going to love it-"

"Endeavor you have been told that you're the last hero the citizen's trust," the reporter said. "Do you think they'll ever be able to trust you?"

"My duty is to protect each human life whether they see me as a number one hero or not," he answered. "I am here to make sure villains do not torment the city or cause fear. I will make sure to show them that they can trust me, I hope one day they do accept me as the next number one hero."

"Are you saying that you care about the public's opinion? When just a few months ago you said you could care less about what they thought about you."

"Alright you're dismissed, thank you for your hard work." He said.

"Thank you sir." You answered and quickly walked out of the office, stopping at the tv on the way to your invention room.

It was visible to see how nervous and stressed he was due to the reporters lack of empathy. She knew what she was doing, trying to make him look as the bad guy by any means necessary.

"How can the public trust anything you're saying when we saw and heard that one of the most notorious wanted criminal, Dabi, said you were his father." She shoved the microphone closer to his face, making him stagger back. "Are you going to do everything to make sure he doesn't go to jail?"

Enji's eyes downcasted, "No... Dabi committed many crimes even though it hurts me to see my own son being punished it's something that must happen."

"Is it true that you were the cause behind his behavior?" She slightly smirked. "If a hero hurts his own family too, the innocent people have a right to feel afraid of someone like yourself-"

You clenched your jaw tightly, hands turning into fists. Your eyes quickly scanned the tv trying to find the location of where it was taking place. Luckily a message was sent to you about his whereabouts.

"Good," you mumbled seeing the interview was taking place down the street. Quickly you ran out of the building, not excusing yourself as you bumped into people. Your anger had risen, yes your relationship wasn't the same as it used to but you still loved him. No one else knew what you did, all the stuff he went through that fateful day when he found out about his existence. It wasn't fair to him to get treated as if he wasn't a human being with emotions.

When you had arrived the crowd had grown, some people were shouting for his defence while others stayed silent listening her speak.

"-aren't you the same reason as to why Rei Todoroki had to be sent to the hospital because you labeled your children's mother as a threat to their safety?"

You were beyond furious now. As you marched towards her people took a step back feeling the irritability radiating off of you. Your hand quickly connected with her cheek, stopping her from saying anything else.

The crowd became silent.

Enji was too shocked to say anything, he didn't know if it was because you showed up or that you slapped her in front of live tv.

You could feel the stinging sensation on your hand, but you didn't care. The reporter however held her cheek tightly, staring at you in shock. A bruise starting to form around her red skin.

"What the hell is your problem?!" You shouted.

"My problem?" She questioned looking at you as if you were crazy. "You're the one that just slapped me?!"

"You're seriously going to make yourself the victim? After all the bullshit you've thrown at him?" Staring at her down you continued. "Since the interview started you've done nothing but berate him in front of live TV for your pleasure. You never even once stopped to think about what he has been through!"

"Why should I?!" She retorted. "Endeavor is the most selfish, egotistical, bastard hero that has ever lived. He's never cared about his fans or those around him! It's my job to speak out the truth because others care too much about their reputation to do so."

"That's going to make you likeable?" You asked. "Do you think people who watch your show actually like you? The only thought that runs through their mind is seeing how much of a loud mouth, bitch you are."

Her eyes widened. "What did you just call me-"

"You heard me!" You exclaimed. "You make it seem as if no one can make mistakes these days. Every single hero you've interviewed you brought them down. Not once have you had anything good to say about them or the amazing hero work they've done. And I'm sick of it."

She stepped forward moving her hair to side. "If you hate it so much then why don't you go complain to my higher ups?"

"Oh trust me," you closed the gap between you two, glaring at her. "I'm planning on making sure this little show stops."

"Why do you even care about him?" She pointed at Enji, looking at him. "He's the worst possible person to hold the number one title."

Your face flushed a bright red, you could feel your heart racing faster. Standing tall, you stepped back looking at everyone around you. You walked over to Enji, standing beside him.

"Because I've seen how he's put himself back together after all the tragedies that have stuck." You spoke. "After fighting that flying nomu he didn't stop to rest afterwards, he cooperated with the police to find a way to stop them from attacking the city. He visited the people who were affected by that monster."

Turning your head to the side, you tilted your head up to look at him. To really take a good at him, for the first time since you two became distant.

"Yes he wasn't the best hero even before he was given the number one spot," you smiled small at him. "But nobody is perfect. Endeavor has struggled to make himself a better person and evolve but I've seen it first hand. He's worked hard none stop to make change and put an end to the league of villains. I know the difference that he can make, he's the hero who can do it." Putting your pride aside you reached out and held his hand lovingly. "So I ask that we give him the chance to prove himself and for him to show us what he's all about. Endeavor deserves it just like anyone else deserves a second chance."

Enji looked at you with such love in his eyes, he was taken back by your actions but it only made him fall in love with you all over again. He forgot how warm your skin always felt, compared to his, no matter what the weather was like. He missed having you close to him, holding you during cold nights. Or when you would let him lay his head on your chest when he came home tired. He missed everything about you.

"Thank you for being here for me." He softly spoke.

You blushed looking down at your intertwined hands. "I-I couldn't let her speak about you like that... it wasn't right."

"I'm so sorry about how I've acted..." he sighed taking a hold of your other hand. "I shouldn't have let the distance grow between us."

"It was both our faults, don't blame only yourself." You said. "I should have sat down with you and talked like the adults we are. I'm sorry for not putting effort either especially this morning... I know you meant well."

Enji closed the distance between you both. "I promise from now on things are going to be different." He slowly leaned in, forgetting about the crowd that was still surrounding you two. He waited to see if there was any hesitation on your part, seeing there was none he continued.

You closed your eyes, feeling the light stubble he had grown on his face. You even stopped breathing as he got closer.

Your lips then connected together, even though it was the first time, the kiss felt magical. His lips were a lot softer than they had appeared to be. You missed him. The kiss just confirmed that the love you once had was still there waiting for it to escape to the surface again.

A smile formed on his lips making you chuckle. You both stood close kissing each other away, not even listening to the cheers and awes that erupted around you two.

Everything felt just as how it's supposed to be.

After a minute or so you both pulled away, mirroring each other's grinning faces. Enji pulled you into his chest as you hid your blushing face.

"I love you beautiful." He whispered into your ear.

You smiled resting the side of your face on his chest, hearing his heart beating fast.

"I love you too."

[𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈, 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖!]

| 𝒎.𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 | 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 |

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lddarts · 6 months

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Winslow the Pooh

What if Winnie's first name was Winslow, sounds like a butler...... (Christopher) Robin's butler!

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someonemultifandom · 15 days

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Pop-Ups for my fanfic

Well, I made them for my crossover fanfic, like those from Happy Tree Friends. One for Arthur and one for Envy, only 41 more to go xd

#multifandom fanfiction #mystery skulls #msa arthur #inside out envy #envy #inside out 2 #inside out 2 envy

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muldxr · 7 months

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laur’s whumptober 2023 master list

This month, follow along with me as I post a variety of short fics using some of the daily prompts from @whumptober. Fandoms and pairings will vary! You can click 'Keep reading' below to view a list of works, or go directly to my Whumptober series on AO3.

collide —

John Carter/Lucy Knight [ER] Rated T, 1K words DAY 1: "How many fingers am I holding up?"

man down —

Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz [9-1-1] Rated M, 777 words DAY 5: Debris | Pinned Down

pawns —

Fox Mulder & Dana Scully [The X-Files] Rated T, 1K words DAY 7: Alleyway | Radio Silence

rescue me —

Kerry Weaver/Kim Legaspi [ER] Rated M, 3K words DAY 8: Overcrowded ER | Outnumbered

outlast —

Original Character [Survivor] Rated T, 841 words DAY 12: Insomnia

let faith oust fact —

Fox Mulder/Dana Scully [The X-Files] Rated M, 1K words DAY 14: Water Inhalation

sanguis —

Spike/Buffy Summers [BtVS] Rated M, 1K words DAY 17: Touch Aversion

headlights on dark roads —

Danny Concannon/C.J. Cregg [The West Wing] Rated M, 3K words DAY 22: Vehicular Accidents

dearly departed —

Kevin Garvey Jr./Laurie Garvey [The Leftovers] Rated M, 1K words DAY 23: Stalking | "Who's there?"

midnight oil —

Josh Lyman/Donna Moss [The West Wing] Rated T, 2K words DAY 26: Working to Exhaustion

choke —

Alex Law/David Stephens [Shallow Grave] Rated E, 2K words DAY 28: Bloody Knife

paper bag —

Fox Mulder/Dana Scully [The X-Files] Rated T, 1K words DAY 30: Borrowed Clothing

#*#whumptober 2023 #boost if you'd like! + check it out and leave a kudos/comment #i'd love to know which pieces you enjoyed ♥#writeblr #writers of tumblr #multifandom fanfiction #my fic

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valeskawhore · 1 year

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“Y/n Dracula?”

Series/tv: series:3.5/?

Characters and paring(s): Wednesdays Addams x FEM!VAMP! reader! (Girlxgirl)

Word(s): 1.0k!!

Authors note: “HELLO AND SORRY FOR THE WAIT! THIS IS A HALF CHAPTER, THE OTHER HALF IS COMING OUT SOON! ENJOY!”

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Exiting the dormitory, I met up with Abigail around the quad. She was assisting some of the other girls from Aurora hall in carrying a variety of plants into the back of a wagon wheel for our dorm mother, Marylin. Abigail placed one of the few last flowers in the wagon before sprinting over to me. It was a beautiful bright blue flower, with red thorns and vines twisting around the bud of the flower head.

She smiled very brightly before taking notice that I already had on my uniform with my schedule in hand.

Abigail wiped her hands. Her smile dropped, “You went without me..?” She mumbled.

I felt my heart sink.

Why did she look so much like a puppy after getting neglected? Big round hazel-nut eyes peered up at me softly, bottom lip untucked from her top, and her cheeks were so puffed out– I thought she was turning into ‘Violet Beauregarde’ without the weird skin discoloration from chewing untested gum.

I did my best to smile, “Marylin dropped them off shortly after you left. I meant to tell you but you had already been waiting for me, I’m sorry.”

Her face lightened up at my excuse, “Oh.. well that’s ok! Here! Come with me! I’ll show you around the quad.” Without another word, Abigail grabbed my arm and tugged me in the direction she was heading– only I didn’t budge a inch.

Like a boulder, I was intact and remained in my exact position from before. My eyes started to water from the deathly stench that began to cloud my nose. I gasped, throwing my hand over my mouth and nose in an attempt to stop the urge that began to boil violently in the back of my throat. I tripped over myself, feeling too weak to stand any longer.

It burned.

Abigail’s eyes widened as she laughed nervously, “Hey– hey-? Are you alright?” she asked. I couldn’t respond to her. The burning in the back of my throat had gotten so intense— I could not breathe.

I fell to the ground and Abigail began to scream for help as my vision clouded. Soon before I lost consciousness completely– I heard various voices and people’s stomping began to crowd me. Some gasped and some screamed for help while others ran for it. I did my best to stay conscious though, my muscles started to spasm vigorously.

‘Was I dying?’ I asked myself, ‘I had never been in so much pain before.’

Abigail started to cradle me in her arms. I clenched onto her sleeve, heaving.

Everything went black.

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I awoke to a dim light, and the feeling of weariness all around me. Something didn’t feel right. I cracked open my eyes and memories from the incident began to flood my mind like deja-vu.

I did my best to sit up, my rib cage felt as though it was being stabbed by a thousand knifes,

And that wasn’t even the half of it—My lungs burned as if they were sitting on the eternal flames of hell themselves too.

I was in, what I assumed, was the nurses office. It was so bright, it was almost depressing.

Thankfully, the room was empty. I was in no mood for visitors right now. After what had happened, I started to understand why my father was so ashamed of me. I was weak.. And this was ridiculous.

I had never once, in my entire life, had been tired enough to be in a professional setting for the injured. My body always prevented me, Only… this time it didn't?

I hissed in pain trying to turn my body off the cot.

My fangs retracted from the roof on my mouth in response. “Damnit..” My eyes began to water. “This is so fucking stupid..”

I had gotten my left leg off the cot and was working toward my right when I heard footsteps in the hallway bouncing off the 100+ year old floors.

Before I had made anymore progress in trying to escape this stupid room, someone knocked twice outside the room and without waiting for a response, they entered anyways.

In view came a young man, with short, professional, combed over hair which slicked back tightly behind his ears. His worried eyes widened and was almost hidden behind his rounded framed glasses which sat atop his button nose. The stranger had a mole under his left eye, which crinkled up ever so slightly when a look of relief spread over his face.

He was wearing a school uniform, without his suit jacket overtop. His sleeves were rolled up, and his tie was very well maintained. He saw my look of confusion and smiled, “You're awake.”

I grumbled at the stranger, “Unfortunately.”

Without thinking twice, I hopped up from the bed, startling him. My body was healed enough, apparently to do so.

“O-oh! No! You can’t get up just yet!” he demanded, rushing over to me.

“Thanks,” I smiled, “But I'm fine. Though, If you wanna be somebody else’s knight in shining armor– pop your head into ‘Ophelia Hall’-- I heard shit always happens around there.”

I grabbed my schedule, pushing past him.

He grabbed my arm, I halted. “I’m Rowan,” he stuttered out. “I carried you here. The nurses wanted me to come check in on you… y/n? Right? As in.. The actual daughter of Dracula??”

Oh godddd he's a groupie..

I flipped around, “Rumors spread quickly around here, huh?”

“Indeed.. But not only that but I'm a huge fan of your fathers work! I’ve read all about him!” Rowan chuckled nervously. “My dad was really big on tracking vampires and learning all about them, ways to kill them, what their weaknesses are, ways to lore them–”

I stood there and stared at this kid with wide eyes. What the fuck is he talking about?

“Oh yeah?” I asked, putting his rambling to a stop.

He nodded sheepishly.

“Keep him then, you can have him.”

I ripped my arm out of his grip for the final time and made my way to the door. “Wait!” he called out. “What about your pain medication?”

“Shove it up your ass.” I slammed the door.

#funny story #wednesday adams #girl gothic #girl love #girls icons #wednesday #the addams family #thing addams #merlina addams #addams fanart #ily <3 #x reader #fanart #multifandom fanfiction

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