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Marvel Masterlist
One Shots
Spook-vengers Tower - Reader, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson (all platonic)
Better Than Gifts - Reader, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Wanda, Vision, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson (all platonic)
New Years Eve - Steve Rogers x Reader ft. The Avengers, Doctor Strange, Peter Parker, Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes (all platonic)
Not Making It Out - Loki x Reader
Love Is Sacrifice - Loki x Reader
Champion Selection - Loki x Reader
My Mistakes - Loki x Reader
The Task - Loki x Reader
Pulled From The Timeline - Loki x Reader
Poisoned Ice - Loki x Reader
Pompeii - Loki x Reader
Madripoor - Bucky x Reader
Why Would I? - Bucky x Reader
A Small Thing - Bucky x Reader
Not The Worst - Bucky x Reader
A Little Help - Bucky x Reader
When You Wake - Bucky x Reader
What We Started - Bucky x Reader
Kiss Her, Captain. - Steve x Reader
Attacked - Steve x Reader
Aftermath - Steve x Reader
The Drink Allergy - Steve x Reader
A Subtle Escape - Steve x Reader
A New Mission - Tony x Reader (platonic)
3am - Frank Castle x Reader (platonic)
Trick or Eat - Venom x Reader (platonic)
Halloween Cookie Surprise - Venom x Reader (platonic)
When Ghosts Hunt - Robbie Reyes x Reader
Under The Flame - Robbie Reyes x Reader
As Imagined - Ben Poindexter x Reader
Surprise Guest - Clint Barton, Reader, Kate Bishop
Earpiece Patch - Clint Barton, Reader, Kate Bishop
Imagines + Mini Fic
Imagine Steve wanting to propose but having to hold off because of the Civil War
Imagine Steve's surprise when you hit an entitled party guest
Imagine flirting with Steve much to his surprise
Imagine inviting Steve to the newly created Memorial Centre
Imagine a kiss from Steve to distract you from blinding pain
Imagine boldly telling Steve how you feel mid-mission
Imagine waking Steve up after being disturbed by a nightmare
Imagine being paired with Steve during the time-travel mission
Imagine Steve’s anger when you go off book during a mission
Imagine being the last person that Tony tells about 'moving day'
Imagine Bucky’s therapist asking about you
Imagine laughing at Bucky after his failed plane jump
Imagine getting caught in the crossfire of John Walker’s rampage
Imagine trying to talk John Walker down at Zemo’s apartment
Imagine waiting for Bucky and his cake delivery
Imagine convincing Bucky to get back into dating
Imagine taking Bucky to meet his dinner date
Imagine being ambushed by HYDRA while waiting for Bucky
Imagine Bucky being present when you wake up
Imagine refusing to work with Loki at the TVA
Imagine Loki trying to explain his theory to you on a busy day
Imagine Loki being asked to let you go
Imagine discovering that Loki is to aid in the escape of Asgard
Imagine Loki falling asleep on your hand
Imagine Mobius shocking you with an idea regarding Loki
Imagine Loki hearing about your variants
Imagine sending Mobius to calm Loki after you’re injured
Imagine Loki stealing your pie at the TVA
Imagine your surprise when Thor brings Loki to Norway
Imagine learning that Hela wants you dead too
Imagine waking up on Sakaar to find Loki trying to help
Imagine asking Thor about a gift that you gave him
Imagine Thor trying to grant you visitation with Loki
Imagine Thor learning that you’re in Norway with his father
Imagine Thor asking Loki about your whereabouts on Sakaar
Imagine finding Venom raiding your pantry
Imagine spending the holidays alone in Avengers Tower
Imagine checking on Robbie’s injuries
Imagine helping Matt escape the prison after Fisk takes control
Imagine Marc Spector inquiring about your hand injury
Imagine Khonshu trying to convince you to be his avatar
Imagine going present shopping for the Avengers
Imagine the Avengers when they learn that you and Bucky were attacked
Imagine Clint coming to you after a mission gone wrong
Imagine Fury asking you to be a diversion
Series
The Rider’s Guardian - Robbie Reyes x Reader
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Stowaway Cloak - Stephen Strange, Reader (platonic)
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
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hot & cold [ robbie reyes ]
⋯ KINKTOBER PROMPT ; day 30 [ temperature play ]
⋯ WARNINGS ; gn!reader, smut [ temperature play -- heat // ice play, oral sex -- gn terms used, orgasm, cum ] + mature language
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robbie smiles down at you, “are you sure you want to do this?” questioning softly as he looks over your face, waiting for any sign of hesitation before getting started with what he had planned for the night.
“i’m sure.” you state, matching the smile gleaming down at you before chuckling lightly and turning towards the nightstand where he’s laid out his tools for the night.
grabbing an ice cube, he traces it down the side of your neck, taking you by surprise as you gasp out at the sudden coldness. the cube slides down the length of your neck, towards your chest and slowly circling your nipple.
you tense, back arching as a little moan escapes your lips and robbie slows his patterns with the ice cube to smile softly, “you need to relax, vida.” he whispers, sliding the ice down your stomach and towards your inner thighs.
the cube ghosts close to your hole, “i’m trying, baby. but you’re making it a little hard.” you manage out, eyes rolling as robbie chuckles above you when your thighs close together to try and rub away the cold feeling.
“maybe i could help...” you eye him curiously, watching as he settles between you parted thighs and licks slowly over your hole. you yelp out, hands flying to thread through his hair as he begins to eat you out in earnest. your hips jerk against his face, head falling back against the pillows which leave you distracted just for a moment as he grabs another ice cube from the nightstand.
then, robbie draws back, his lips and tongue replaced by the ice cube that now circles around your now soaked hole, causing you to cry out and jerk away from the sensation. he settles you as gently as he can, alternating in circling the cube and his tongue around your entrance. not stopping until you’re coming against his mouth with a heavy whine.
a chill goes up your spine, goose bumps rippling across your skin, and robbie quirks a brow at the action, “cold, mi vida?” plainly ignoring your soft glare as you scoff, “i wonder why...”
robbie only hums in response, eyes flashing with a bright yellow before heated hands press against your skin, “oh... i forgot you were able to do that.” you smile, relishing in the warmed heat coming from his finger tips.
you coo softly, relaxing into the warm touch. robbie smiles at your reaction, happy to see you enjoying the affection he’s showing you. his hands continue to roam along your sides, warming you until you're comfortable once more.
a few minutes pass before he climbs back towards you side, pulling you into his arms and up against his chest. warmth still spreading through his limbs as you nuzzle further into his chest.
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Luck- Robbie Reyes x disabled!reader (platonic)
Hey y’all! Wanted to write a fic with a chronic pain haver/mobility aid user because I can relate! Also, wow my Oliver Queen fic did better than expected. Anyway, I had an absolute seizure trying to format this so it’s not great but yipee I’m posting?
Reader is an ambulatory cane user- self-indulgent
WARNING: Contains graphic descriptions of violence
“Thank you again for helping me,” You said shyly, grabbing your backpack and shuffling through some assignments.
“No problem.” Gabe responded cheerily, moving his own work out. While Gabe was academically successful, you struggled quite a bit. It made school miserable but Gabriel Reyes, to you, was a godsend.
You’d been studying with him in school during breaks for the past few days, with finals week approaching, but today he offered you to come over. Timidly you obliged, knowing well that schoolwork was your top priority but Gabe’s friendship was an added bonus. The two of you began working on some assignments (ones you’d neglected to turn in throughout the past few weeks) and minutes turned to hours. Before you knew it, you’d been sitting there well into the evening, working away. You were about to start packing up your when, as if on cue, a knock sounded at the door.
“I can get it,” You offered, pushing yourself up.
Gabe looked mildly excited. “It’s probably my brother.” He responded.
You moved to the door, opening it. In front of you, covered in grease, was a young man, no more than 5 years your senior. He looked a lot like Gabe- similar narrow face and dark eyes. He looked at you, his face unreadable but it didn’t seem anything more than slightly confused (probably wondering why it wasn’t Gabe at the door looking back at him.)
“Robbie! Hey!” Gabe said, wheeling back from the table where the two of you had been working. You moved out of the way, dipping your head slightly as to acknowledge Robbie, and shut the door behind you. Before the man could open his mouth and ask, Gabe gave you an introduction.
“This is Y/N, (they’re/he’s/she’s) a friend from class.”
“Hello,” You said, with an awkward little wave.
“Isn’t it a bit late on a school night for you to have friends over?”
His comment wasn’t rude, but genuine.
“Oh, he’s helping me study for exams coming up. I lost track of time, I was just about to head out anyway, I didn’t mean to overstay my welcome.” You answered quickly, reaching your your bookbag and cane, both of which were slightly leaned against the table. Gabe made a point of clearing his stuff too.
“It wasn’t any trouble,” Gabe spoke, but you couldn’t really tell to whom. Robbie was taking off an interesting-looking leather jacket and hanging it off the counter.
“How’d you plan on getting home?” Robbie asked, turning his head over his shoulder as he scrubbed grease from his hands.
“Oh eh- Probably just walking.” You said. Something about him made you nervous- it was probably just a general fear of new people, but there was a certain intensity to him. He eyed the cane in your hand for a moment. You turned to Gabe, knowing it’d be easier to tell him and let Robbie hear you then to explain anything directly.
“It’s been nice, not having flare-ups the past few days. I’ve been waking a bit more.” You said with forced enthusiasm.
“It’s a little late for someone like you to be out walking alone.”
“It’s fine,” You tried, shifting your weight. “It’s only like… a mile-“
“It’s not smart,” he said flatly. “Catching a bus would be better, but the routes are closed at this hour.”
“I guess that narrows my options down to walking anyway,” You forced a chuckle, shrugging a bit.
Robbie’s phone began to buzz. He looked at it blankly before moving to pick his jacket up from the chair.
“Sorry mijo, gotta run.”
Gabe rolled his eyes. “What now?” He sighed, amusingly exasperated.
You looked at Robbie. He seemed to think about the question for a bit too long. “Girl I’ve been after got back to me. I’ll try not to be out long.”
Gabe scoffed. “We both know that means I’ll see you tomorrow night. Bye, Robbie.”
He nodded, looking at you before slipping out the door. You raised your hand in a small wave.
Not long after Robbie left did it take you to get out, too. You made it home alright.
Over the next few weeks, that series of events became routine. You’d stay a little bit later than intended, Robbie would come home covered in grease wearing his signature black leather jacket, you’d make a tiny bit of small talk, Robbie would get some kind of alert (phone calls, texts, etc.), and would run off with some excuse. Sometimes it was girls wanting to get with him, or that he’d forgetting something at work (which you, overtime, gathered was at an auto shop), maybe he’d have a dragracing competition, or a client in destress, he always seemed to come up with some variation of “I gotta run” each night.
You, on the other hand, repeated your less exciting routine. A walk home to a dark, maybe empty, house. The walk itself wasn’t too bad- sometimes pain would make it more miserable, but you managed, cane clicking along your side. Robbie’s comments about it being safe, however, did make you uneasy. You knew that crime was an issue where you, your family, and the Reyes family lived. Gabe had been targeted before, during a blackout from some mutant related whatever. At some point you’d stopped questioning it. Mutants, superheroes, all of it seemed so… annoying. It’s not like you disliked heroes, but there was something to be said about the damage they caused. Mutants also sparked so much unnecessary controversy. They shouldn’t be outcasted for something they couldn’t control- you knew that well enough.
As always your night repeated. Tonight’s study session ended a little early. Gabe was exhausted from the constant working, and you’d been feeling less than adequate the past few days. Whatever was causing your flare up was getting in your way. The walk home wasn’t something you looked forward to, but as always you brushed off the need for a ride and Robbie darted away anyhow.
Streetlights flickered as you walked, your pace easy but your mind restless. A series of gang-related thefts had been reported in your area. As far as you knew, there hadn’t been much done about them, but muggers took the chance to increase their lousy presence You didn’t really know much, but you didn’t like the idea of being seen as an easy target. Nonetheless you continued onward, carefully watching your surroundings.
Not looking at the rough sidewalk beneath your feet, you tripped for a moment, stumbling for a second and dropping your cane. Distracted and in pain, you seized up for a minute, the jerking motion worsening the discomfort. Bending down you picked up the stick, hearing a metallic click behind your head. Fear gripped your body as you stood up, raising your arms slightly. Looking at you with a gun pointed towards you was a young man, only a few years your senior. A second, larger man had appeared at your side, blocking your path. You flinched back, a little too aggressively, and both men lunged closer.
“Don’t fucking try anything you little shit or I’ll light up your fucking chest.”
“I’m sorry, I-“ You choked out, nervously, stepping back.
“I said don’t fucking move!” He shouted, closing in on you. You felt tears well up in your eyes.
‘I’m going to die. Shit, I’m going to die.’ You thought frantically, chest tightening.
“Open your backpack.” The other man ordered.
“I don’t have anything I sw-“
“Open the fucking backpack!”
You held your breath, slowly dumping the school bag out. The man to your side began digging around. After a moment he looked up and shook his head.
“S-see? Noth-“
Within seconds you were face to face with hot, disgusting breath and a gun shoved into your temple, a rough hand gripping the collar of your shirt. You fought back tears, shutting your eyes. Your cane clattered to the ground.
“I don’t have anything!” You yelped, weak without the support.
“I’ll fucking pat you down myself.” He began to lower the weapon.
Without warning you kneed him in the stomach, flailing back as he let go in surprise. You tried to turn and run, but felt the body of your cane slam into the side of your head. A sticky feeling on the side of your face made you realize you were bleeding as you veered towards the concrete. Your head hit the pavement with a sickening thunk.
Spots clouded your eyes as your ears rang loudly. The crack of wood over one of your attacker’s knees made your heart sink as you heard your now broken cane clatter to the floor.
“Pat (them/him/her) down, quick!” A muffled voice called, exhaustion starting to pull your eyes back. All you could feel in your skull was radiating, dense pain.
Your vision clouded even further. A dull rev of an engine vibrated the ground you were lying on, blood pooling from your head and staining the concrete in dribbles. Stunned, you waited to feel the hands of the thieves through your layers of pockets. You had cash in your wallet- at least enough for them to be satisfied. Your debit card too. Bank card. License. Part of you knew you should have been more anxious. But you felt so tired…
A faint orange glow came from over your shoulder. Your eyes rolled back and shut, darkness swarming your senses.
A hot, gentle hand touched your wrist- it felt like the person was feeling for a pulse. You cracked an eye open only to regret it. Before you was who you could only call a devil. A human skull on fire loomed over you.
‘I’ve done it,’ you thought in utter dismay, ‘I’ve died and the devil himself is taking me into hell.’
You let out a terrified mumble, trying to inch back as disoriented as you were. Your head pounded but at that point you couldn’t care less.
The beast’s hand, sturdy, tried to calm you but you tried to reach up, frantically trying to protect yourself.
Slowly skin began to wrap around the skull, muscle being woven layer by layer. You were gripped with fear, eyes wide. Your chest heaved a mile a minute, horrified as you watched the human face heal around flaming bones. For the first time, you noticed a familiar jacket.
As his face reformed you choked out, “Robbie?”
“Hey, hey, you’re good, breathe.”
He reached behind your head, skin still warm. You started to sit up, his hand leading you.
You winced, hand shakily reaching to touch your bleeding face. The body of your cane made a nice gash. The bleeding had slowed to a trickle, but at the very least you’d need butterfly bandages to keep it closed.
“Can you walk?” Robbie asked, still crouched in front of you.
You eyed your broken cane. Through painful, fearful thoughts, it occurred to you that your pain previous to the blow to the head had worsened. Now your cane was shattered too.
“I can try-“ You said, beginning to push yourself up with shaking limbs. Robbie’s hands were ready to spot you, your weight pushing into the one still resting on your upper back. It didn’t take long for you to fall.
You felt a violent jolt of pain shoot through you, feeling one of your legs buckle before turning to jelly.
You let out a startled, high pitched yelp, preparing to brace your own landing, but you were intercepted by a hand. It snaked under your shoulders, and his other gripped your arm.
“Sorry-“ you said quickly, face burning.
“I’m here, no worries.” He said softly. “No tienes que disculparte, tómalo con calma.” He added.
Hesitantly you leaned into him, still a bit mortified. Accepting help had never been easy- something about vulnerability always seemed to embarrass you. Despite that, it was something you still had to face regularly. Robbie, on the other hand, handled the situation well.
“I’ll get you to my car, you can wait as I clean up this mess.” His said seriously.
After a few stumbles you both made it to his car. It really was a sight to see, black paint glimmering faintly under the white light of the moon.
He opened the passenger side door, guiding you down. You mumbled half-audible thank-you’s and awkward apologies. His responses were gentle acknowledgments and variations of “It’s all good” and “You’re doing fine.” His soothes were comforting.
“Wait here.” he said. Robbie moved to the back of the car. You reached up again to touch the wound on your head and. flinched away from your fingers as they prodded the bruising gash. Robbie returned with a clean rag, some water, and a bit of medical tape. Kneeling in front of you he poured a bit of water onto the rag and handed it to you.
“Dk you know how to clean wounds?” He asked.
You nodded, the events of the night beginning to replay in your head. You were starting to process Robbie’s… flaming skull. Part of you wanted to chalk it up to some concussed, confused delusion, but you couldn’t. The heat, the charred bodies he’d tried to shield from you as he’d helped you up, they were real. They were too real to be anything else.
After a pause you took the rag, your shakiness having worsened. You tried to concentrate on steading your outstretched hand but it wasn’t working.
“Are you cold?” he said quickly, immediately shifting out of his jacket. A tight black t-shirt was revealed underneath.
“No, really, I’m fine, I don’t really know why I’m shaking so much.” You said with a slight, tense laugh, anxiety heightened as your experience hit you. You could feel your throat tighten. His coat was draped around your shoulders. It was a good lot too big, but you pulled it around you, the warmth making you feel safe.
You grabbed the rag. You poured some water on it and put it to your forehead. An audible wince left your mouth.
“It’ll hurt more if you don’t clean it properly.” He handed you the butterfly bandages with little emotion. “I’m gonna grab your bag.”
You stared blankly at him for a moment. Your eyes became faintly glassy.
He soon came back. You had watched him shove the content of your backpack into its rightful place.
He paused, looking at your cane broken on the floor. “You want me to grab this?”
You blinked vacantly. “Uh- No, that’s al- actually sure, I should- I should probably throw it away. No use leaving it here.” You added, the last part quiet.
He half-shrugged before picking your bag and the splintered wood up. Robbie handed you the backpack, which you gripped tightly, and threw the splintered cane in the back. You kept the rag pressed to your head, dabbing it every once in a while. He slammed the back door shut, making you jump. Your heart leapt from the startle.
He looked at you for a moment. “You ok?”
“Hmm? Yeah.” You said blankly, knuckles white as they gripped the bag.
He blinked before moving to the drivers seat. He opened the door, settling in. You watched him check his mirrors.
“Do you have anyone at home who could watch you?” He started, turning on the engine. “I don’t really know how hard you got hit, but I don’t think you’ll need to go to urgent care or anything” He didn’t look at you while he spoke. “Still, you should have someone watch you for a day or so- very least through the night.”
Meanwhile, you were lost in your own head. A distant look glazed your face as you stared at the dashboard. You couldn’t explain what had just happened. You’d heard rumors of course, of some kind of flame-skulled devil roaming at night, beating up anyone who caused trouble, but you’d assumed they were just stories to discourage thieves. But you saw something. The imagery of Robbie’s face slowly, agonizingly sewing itself up from the bone up into the face of your friend’s brother stuck with you. It kept replaying, the memory. You tensed.
“Y/N?”
He sounded like he was miles away.
“Hey, you with me?”
A gentle hand gripped your shoulder. You perked up, looking like a deer caught in headlights. Every time you thought of him, every time you looked at him, all you could think of was the skin and muscle reforming around his bones.
“Sorry?” You choked out, blinking.
“I asked if you had anyone at home to watch you.”
“Watch me?”
He opened his mouth to reply when you interrupted him.
“Oh- Oh you mean for the- for the concussion. Potential concussion? Sorry. No, but I should be fine.” You squinted, a sharp stinging coming from the gash on your head.
“I’ll take you back to my place then. I wasn’t planning on doing much anyhow.”
“No- no it’s fine, really, I don’t want to in-“
“With all due respect I’m not asking. Its not safe for a kid like you to be home alone, not after a hit like that.”
He still didn’t take his eyes off the road. You squirmed slightly, the pain from your head lessening as your usual pain returned.
The car ride felt quiet. You didn’t argue, just sat in awkward discomfort. You had so many questions. The thought of it all overwhelmed you. You could feel your eyelids droop every few minutes but you were still trying to keep yourself awake. Robbie’s jacket was draped around your shoulders. You felt a bit like a little kid kid. The warmth reminded you of falling asleep during car rides as a child and your (dad/mom/parent) carrying you in. Simpler times you thought, pulling the jacket further around you. You really wanted to confront him. Say something. Say anything about whatever you’d just witnessed.
After a bit of driving, you passed by a wall of graffiti. The ghost rider’s face was spray painted across it.
“Do you believe in the devil?” You blurted.
“What?” Robbie hadn’t been expecting the question.
“The devil. A devil. I’ve heard whispers of it around… a devil walking the streets.”
“I haven’t heard anything ab-“
You cut him off. “What happened to the bodies of the people who tried to… assault- rob- whatever- mug me?” You sounded accusatory.
“They’re face-down on the pavement.” He said sharply.
You paused. You couldn’t just be an ass about this- not after he saved you.
“…They looked charred.”
Silence.
Robbie spoke.
“You asked me if I believed in the devil, and I do. I do because there is one inside of me, itching to come out. Constantly. I was supposed to die in the accident that hurt Gabe, but something kept me here. And now he- whatever the hell he is- is in me. The ghost rider kept me alive with the exception that he must get to enact vengeance on whoever he sees fit.”
You dug your nails into your palms.
“I’m not going to lie to you, Y/N.”
Silence.
“I guess I didn’t expect you to tell me truth first try.” You said a bit more lightly.
“I guess I didn’t expect you to believe me.” He responded flatly.
“Does G-“ You started,
He slammed on the breaks, causing you to lurch forward. Before you could bark at him, he interrupted you.
“No. Gabe doesn’t know. And I don’t plan on tellin’ him. I promise you, you don’t want to tell him either.” There was a threat in there, somewhere.
“Jeez- I wasn’t fuckin’ plannin’ on it,” you exclaimed, “…scared the shit out of me…” you added more quietly.
“Your head ok?” His tone switched.
“Yeah.”
The two of you started driving again. Your head still throbbed, but you got the sense that you’d be taken care of. Robbie helped you into the house and got you settled on the couch, diligently waking you every few hours.
In the weeks, months even, following, you greeted Robbie with more warmth. You spent a lot of your time over with Gabe, and seeing the Ghost Rider sneak off every night was hard to keep to yourself. But in the end, you knew that was for the better.
Maybe getting the shit heat out of you wasn’t all that unlucky.
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can you do cobra kai characters with a cheerleader gf reader??
should be studying but...
a/n: im deadass ab to passout bru but wtvr i havent posted ina while ig... inbox is open btw :3 also this is not proof read D:
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Miguel! tried to make it obvious that he liked Reader but she mistook his feelings for friendship. Poor baby got friend-zoned so many times because of how obvious Reader was:( One time, Miguel bought Reader followers (specifically roses) before their school's rally and Reader told him what of a supportive friend he was. But he didn't give up. He tried his hardest to let Reader know that he liked her, regardless if she felt the same way back, he would have gotten the message sent out. Reader did her fair share of kindness though. When she can, she'd go to the dojo Miguel is in and cheer him on like it was just practice.
Reader was so relieved when Miguel expressed his feelings towards her. She always thought that he was just being nice and that his actions shouldn't get into her head. Miguel brought her a basket he made with all the things she liked (candy, stuffed animals, drinks, etc.) and a lego flower bouquet.
Miguel! always goes to Reader's rallies to cheer her on. After the rallies, he would praise her on how good she did and how she should consider doing karate with him. He's scared that she'll get hurt but he knows that she can do it.
Eli! first laid eyes on Reader when the cheer squad was practicing after school. He saw a cute girl land a cartwheel with a smile and knew he was in love. He was just "Eli" when he met Reader but as soon as he turned into "Hawk" he automatically turned into a cocky bastard. He grew closer with her and always tried impressing Reader with his Karate moves but she wasn't always impressed. Many girls had a thing for Eli and tried making a move with him but it never worked. He would always find a way to sneak you back into his conversations.
Eli! confessed to you when the two of them were at a party and he was so drunk he just started talking random shit. Reader couldn't care less about what he was saying until her name was brought up. She took out her phone and started recording whatever he was about to say.
"Reader is the girl I have a crush on. Don't tell her though...I'm just so jealous of those ass jocks that she has to cheer for. She's so pretty, smart, and independent. Gosh, I wish she was mine."
Eli! had a smug look on his face but reeked of alcohol. Reader smiled and flicked Eli's forehead, telling him to go to sleep. He replied with "Yes, ma'am" and did as told. She kissed him on the forehead and slept beside him. When the both of them woke up, Reader showed Eli the recording and asked him if there was anything he would like to tell her. He was so shy but he was able to admit his feelings for her. The two then shared a passionate kiss and cuddled for a long time before someone told them to get off the couch. Hey, they were still at a party after all.
Eli! always asks Reader to accompany him to parties. Not only does that keep the unwanted girls away from Eli, but he feels he's safe when he's keeping Reader safe. Plus he wants to have fun with his girl, maybe have a drink or two. The only thing he absolutely hates is when older guys, guys that aren't even in high school anymore, try to hit on Reader like she doesn't have a boyfriend that is ready to kick ass with her. Otherwise, Eli wouldn't ask any girl in the world to party with him but his one and only girlfriend.
Robby! didn't think he would have a chance with her. Due to his financial and overall living conditions, he didn't think it was possible. Reader was just too popular for him. Any interactions with her would result in Robby trying to hide his feelings but he fails every time with the pink shade that appears on his cheeks and that soft smile he always gives Reader when he talks to her is all it'll take to make Reader realize that he wants to be more than friends with her.
Robby! asked Reader to be his girlfriend in the most romantic way possible. He got tips from Daniel and TRUST me when I say that they worked. Which really surprised Reader since how closed off Robby usually was Robby and Reader were hanging out during the Fourth of July at a park waiting for the fireworks show to start. He brought chips, sodas, and a handwritten note. A few seconds before the show started, he handed the note to her and asked her to open it. The note read, "Roses are red. Violets are blue. The sky is beautiful but not as beautiful as you". As she read the note, the fireworks started to bang. She looked at Robby with so much awe as he asked, "Reader, may I please be your boyfriend?" She cupped his face and Robby leaned in for a kiss. A kiss under the fireworks.
Reader doesn't mind at all that Robby doesn't take her to big fancy dates. In fact, she prefers small dates instead of big ones such as crafting, picnics, or even hanging in his house. Well, his mom's house. The second you two hang out in Johnny's small ass apartment, then Johnny would burst into the room while handing Robby a condom and asking him to stay safe. Reader can't stop laughing every time this happens. Robby is just annoyed that his dad thinks he would do sexual activities in his house.
"Better safe than sorry" Johnny threw a condom packet at Robby and closed the door shut. Robby's face turned red and threw the condom in the trash. Reader was just there cackling non-stop while Robby seemed like he didn't want to talk to his dad ever again.
Demetri! like Robby didn't think that Reader would ever like him back at all. His little phase with Yasmine faded quickly when he found out what a bitch Yasmine was to literally everyone (pls pretend that this is canon). He was just a nerdy lanky freak who hung out with the "boy with the lip" who later left him just to be cool. Reader was there for Demetri when Eli left him. She wanted him to be beside her at all times. Reader invited Demetri to watch her practice. When he does come, he would sit on the bleachers reading comics or doing homework. Anytime he sees a couple in the comic book he's reading, he would imagine that it's you two together, fighting crime. (or wtvr they're doing)
Demetri! is a shy baby and was practically clueless about how to ask Reader out. He thought of everything but he was either doing too little or too much. He didn't want her to think he was a loser geek that everyone made fun of. He wanted to be more than that. More than what everyone pictures him to be. His confession was simple. He slid a note into your locker stating that you should meet him after school, in the fields for something.
Once reader got there, she was in her cheer uniform and holding her silly pom poms. Demetri looked down at her with a deep blush and it was easy to make out that he was sweating. Demetri couldn't get his words out but before he was able to make words out, Reader cut him off,
"Would you like to go out sometime?" She asked him. A shocked expression appeared on his face. "Uhm sure, ya'know I was gonna ask you that". He was smiling hard, like really hard. Reader chuckled and held out her hand. "Well Demetri, care to accompany me in practice," she said in an old-fashioned tone. He held her hand in response, "Why yes Reader, I would love to" he raised his brow and the two laughed it off walking back to the gym.
People didn't get why Reader would date someone like Demteri but she didn't care. Any time he came back from Comic-Con and bought something back for her, she'd wear it to school. Her friends would look at her funny and ask "Why would you wear nerdy shit like that? You look like a geek" but Reader wouldn't care and that's what Demetri loved about her the most. Just because she was popular, it didn't mean that she couldn't be herself around her friends. Demetri loved teaching Reader nerdy things about him, such as the difference between DC and Marvel, which animes were "peak", and board games to play. Sometimes Reader would try to teach him how to do stunts but that obviously results him into ripping his pants.
#ambcassspeaks#ambcasswrites#xolo mariduena#jaime reyes#blue beetle x reader#blue beetle#xolo maridueña#cobrakai#miguel diaz x reader#miguel diaz#female reader#x reader#headcanons#miguel diaz x female reader#eli moskowitz x reader#eli hawk moskowitz#eli moskowitz imagine#elimoskowitz x female reader#robby keene x reader#robby keene#robby keene x female reader#demetrialexopoulos x reader#demetri alexopoulos#demetri alexopoulos x female reader#cobrakai headcanons#fluff#silly#sillyposting#imagine#fluffy fluff
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Fandoms I Write For
School Spirits
Simon Elroy (i love him sm pls)
Maddie Nears
Wally Clark (will not post for him much since he has tons of content already)
Rhonda
Platonic! Xavier Baxter
Platonic! Charley
Z-O-M-B-I-E-S
Wyatt Lykensen (literally watched the movies because of Pearce so)
Willa Lykensen
Zed Necrodopolis
Eliza Zambie
A-Spen
A-Lan
Platonic! Wynter Barkowitz
Cobra Kai
Demetri Alexopoulos (aka my spirit animal)
Tory Nichols
Miguel Diaz
Samantha LaRusso
Aisha Robinson
Chris
Johnny Lawrence
Amanda LaRusso
Platonic! Robby Keene
Platonic! Eli/Hawk Moskowitz
Platonic! Kenny Payne (mentor vibes)
Mech-X4
Mark Walker
Veracity Campbell
Ryan Walker
Spyder Johnson
Platonic! Harris Harris Jr (whoever named him that sucks)
Blue Beetle
Jaime Reyes
Milagro Reyes
Jenny Kord
Platonic! Rudy Reyes
My Babysitter’s A Vampire
Sarah Fox (literally the only character)
Benny Weir
Ethan Morgan
Erica Jones
Platonic! Rory Keaner
Platonic! Horace “Jesse” Black
Julie and the Phantoms
Luke Patterson
Reggie Peters
Platonic! Alex Mercer
Platonic! Julie Molina
Willie
#school spirits#wally clark#disney zombies#wyatt lykensen#cobra kai#robby keene#mech x4#ryan walker#blue beetle#jaime reyes#my babysitter's a vampire#mbav#headcanon#x reader#imagines
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@moosemonstrous I’ve been thinking about what you said with Robbie and the Jeagers connection going both ways. If Robbie’s connection tells his skin that the damaged areas of the Charger are places they need to form scars, couldn't it also provide the Corruption in the Charger a framework for scar tissue of its own?
This is. ENTIRELY. Self indulgent. Fueled by my insatiable need to give everything teeth. The mental image was too strong not to share regardless of plausibility.
Bonus doodles because I have no self control. Bonus lineart because I ended up really liking the lineart!
#this came out. far more frightening than what I had in mind initially#couldn’t be more pleased#you know that one part of Godzilla from 2014#where the muto and Godzilla have a scream-off?#with Robbie’s speakers I was just. imagining that. but the jeagers face splits open like this.#yeah#I should go to bed now#ghost rider pacific rim au#ghost rider#robbie reyes#my art#sketch#jeez I am ragging you a lot today sorry#added a little body horror because. ✨SPINE✨#moose I need you to know he is in my head constantly. this au is in my head CONSTANTLY
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It's a crime how little fanfiction there is for Robbie Reyes.
#robbie reyes#robbie reyes x reader#robbie reyes imagines#robbie reyes oneshots#robbie reyes fics#fobbie reyes fanfics#robbie reyes fanfiction#ghost rider#ghost rider x reader#agents of shield#aos#midnight suns#marvel's midnight suns#marvels midnight suns#agents of shield x reader
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what if they were friends
#it’s robbie and mcu peter#they’re my fave marvel variations so leik… i had to draw em#imagine them meeting and having to fight crime but then they’re like Shit did you do the math homework today#robbie reyes#peter parker#marvel#my art
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Concept I cannot draw at the moment. Robbie is at a movie theatre and goes "3 tickets to the Barbie movie" with the most deadpan expression and wearing some pink bunny ears that say Barbie on them. Lisa and Gabe are right behind him also wearing things that are pink.
#I'd imagine Eli isn't happy but like is he ever? so does it matter?#robbie reyes#ghost rider: robbie reyes#gabriel reyes#lisa ghost rider#text#personal post
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Imagine this as a potential first episode of a “Ghost Rider” TV series:
We start off in Karachi, presumably a few weeks after the events of “Ms. Marvel”. The Red Daggers have recovered from the incident with the Clandestines, with Kareem being the lead Dagger. One night, he learns about a new supernatural threat that arrived in the city recently. Kareem goes to investigate and stumbles upon the aftermath of what looked like a chaotic battle.
The building is on fire, several henchmen are dead/incapacitated (later revealed to be the worshippers of Blackheart, one of Ghost Rider’s enemies), and there are skid marks all over the ground. As Kareem looks around, he hears a man screaming down the alley. Kareem runs over to rescue that person, but stops when he sees what’s happening.
Standing before him is the Ghost Rider, fully transformed (Gabriel Luna reprises his role as Robbie Reyes). Robbie, who just finished doing the Penance Stare on the man he was interrogating, throws the henchman to the ground like a rag doll. He then walks over to his car, the Hell Charger.
Kareem yells at Robbie to stop before throwing a single dagger at him. The dagger, which hits Robbie’s jacket, literally melts in seconds. As the two men stare at each other, Robbie issues this one warning; “Stay out of my way” (his voice is really distorted here to make him sound demonic). Robbie then gets into his car and drives off, burning the road as he does.
Close-up on Kareem as he struggles to take in what just happened, followed up by the title credits, “GHOST RIDER”, which is set to heavy metal music.
#MCU#marvel#mcu imagine#ms marvel#ms marvel tv show#ms marvel series#ms marvel show#ms marvel spoilers#ghost rider#robbie reyes#gabriel luna#agents of shield#kareem#mcu kareem#red dagger#laal khanjeer#blackheart#AOS#aramis knight#ms. marvel
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robbie reyes ghost rider takes over a harvester
#robbie reyes#ghost rider#combine harvester#just imagining the devastation it could do#especially if this was a zombie attack
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Imagine checking on Robbie’s injuries...
You put a hand over his heart and pressed against the soft leather to where all the warmth was. There were two thumps that hit your palm to confirm that he was alive and breathing and you let out a sigh of relief.
“It’s me, Y/n.” Robbie smiled. You nodded despite the fact that he was standing before you, you couldn’t help the frown that creased your eyebrows.
“I know, it’s just...I saw your uncle impale you right here.” You dropped your hand to his mid-section. “And here.”
He placed a hand over yours and leaned in. “Both are healing, mi amor.”
“Are you sure?”
“Always when it comes to you.”
~ More imagines here ~
#theladyofmanyfandoms#theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction#gif is not mine#robbie reyes imagine#robbie reyes x reader#ghost rider x reader#ghost rider imagine#ghostrider imagine#ghostrider x reader#agents of shield#agents of shield imagine#marvel imagine#marvel x reader#mcu x reader#mcu imagine
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We almost had an Agents of SHIELD Cinematic Universe at one point
Like we almost had a Bobbi Morse/Lance Hunter spinoff
And then we almost had a Robbie Reyes/Ghost Rider spinoff
And then if you consider that Agent Carter is a prequel, and Runaways vaguely references AoS (and also crosses over with Cloak & Dagger)
And then AoS and Daredevil shares some in universe stuff (Daisy and Matt's orphanage) which then leads into the Netflix shows
We could've had this interconnected Marvel TV Universe with crossovers, cameos, etc. Like imagine Arrowverse or MCU but with those characters.
WE COULD'VE HAD IT ALLLLLLLLLL
#agents of shield#marvel's most wanted#ghost rider#agent carter#marvel's runaways#cloak and dagger#daredevil#netflix marvel#marvel tv universe
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Headcanon: I think Robbie Reyes is the type to make food crime struggle meals. Like he'll just put some ham between two pieces of store-bought cheddar and serve it as a sandwich. Or he'll make soup and fill it with hot dog slices.
robbie started having to cook as a kid and for a kid so he probably makes a lot of like stuff that a child would like so i imagine theres a lot of like frozen chicken nuggets and mac n cheese and stuff like that and then for himself it's just like weird shit thrown together to get him to the calories he needs. also with the classic struggle meals like beany weenies (idk what other people called it but beans with hot dogs) and for him def a lot of beans and rice because that's cheap and simple. and def a lot of cans and if they did have fresh veggies it was the ones you get when you go to the food bank so like the ugly unsold ones
#robbie reyes#answered#fate-magical-girls#amadeus sees robbies shitty meals and hes like please god let me help you and tries to teach him to cook better#unfortunately amadeus's cooking is like a whole process and robbie needs quick and fast#but it does get him to learn new ways to combine flavors that he hadnt tried before#also i wonder if gabe has like food restrictions
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Ghost Rider Pacific Rim AU
I was taking notes while rewatching the movie bc why not. Extremely random thoughts below:
Wanda and Pietro Maximoff pilot Cherno Alpha
Kaijiu are demons
The Charger suffered tons of corruption damage before Beto died and Eli went off the rails?
Amadeus would 100% try to drift with his only access to a corrupted tissue are you kidding me sorry Robbie as soon as he gets a wind of this he's plugging into your brain
Stark (rokhal's idea for the other scientist accepted as canon here) is much more hell yeah than Herman but still. Hell doesn't exist what next does an angelic host come down to help with the fight? Wait what do you mean a guy was found frozen in the ice after the last attack
Charlie Hunnam has Strong Johnny Blaze vibes
This AU would obvs run on a different timeline and I want a PR person (Kate Bishop?) to try and make Robbie into a celebrity because come on. He's young enough to appeal to all demographics without it being weird and cleans up well enough if you can get him to stop scowling for two seconds.
Hannibal Chau is just himself no notes. Although... No, Deadpool couldn't run a business if his life depended on it.
Ivanov has a Deal with Chau to give him access to demon remains.
Mako's backstory explains what happened to Juliana after she fled with the boys
Johnny was the pilot who saved Robbie and Gabe? Only Roxanne died in that fight and he left the program rather than sticking around to adopt random orphans.
I'm just really into the idea that one of the rangers getting damaged/killed is pretty typical, but once you get the hang of a drift it's easier to do it with someone else. So you always have a few potential candidates in your back pocket, and some pretty odd pilot mixes. They all need so much therapy.
Demons learn to knock out the jaegers' circuits? The Charger doesn't run on nuclear, but it sure seems to run anyway. With a whole lot of fire coming from the reactor. Stark has kittens about it this is not how physics work.
Why isn't Reyes burnt to a crisp? Amadeus put the neural interface down right now or so help him
Robbie has the worst rates of colateral property damage out of any ranger. He reckons 'would it be better if I murdered civilians' won't go well as an excuse.
The Charger seems to have an infinite arsenal of melee weapons that just. Form. Again, Stark has kittens about it.
I completely forgot about the Kaiju baby oh my god
Seriously Guillermo would make such a good Ghost Rider movie can you imagine
Eli's immediate goal would be to kill Ivanov, but what happens after that? Going through the Breach to shake down his patron seems like a good idea right. And Roberto is down! For the wrong reasons but he'll come around.
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Having gotten in exactly one (1) fight as a child (I was going down one of those tube-style slides and a girl had wedged herself crosswise halfway down on purpose to trap me) I have to wonder if there’s an instinct to ration out force during conflict. I did this; I used only the force necessary (pushing, wrestling) to get around the obstacle, and then when I went to the swingset and the girl and her friend started throwing a dodgeball at me as I swung and I kicked the dodgeball and it hit her in the nose and made her cry, it’s not like I jumped off and pounced on her, just asked (out of duty not concern) if she was okay and then wandered off.
To be clear, I had started this entire chain of events by repeatedly wedging myself crosswise in that same slide, far enough down that I couldn’t be seen and that anyone trapped above me would be unable to ascend the slick plastic tube, building a pile of trapped victims as child after child slid down and got stuck, every time I was left to my own devices during my brother’s soccer games. I thought it was funny.
What was I saying.
I, who at the age of ten thought repeatedly trapping people in a slide was funny and consequence-free, still had a firm grasp of the concept of rational and proportionate use of force. Is this instinctive? Did I manage to pick it up from...Dad? (For reference, Dad thought the United States military should bring back impalement as an intimidation tactic. Like Vlad the Impaler. He literally said that.)
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My point is, this instinct (if that is what it is, rather than a learned behavior) seems to be broken in Robbie Reyes when we first meet him.
Robbie, we learn in his first issue, is willing to hit a guy when he’s down. This is not self defense...he’s actually really bad at self-defense because he just threw himself into a fight against three people and left himself wide open for Guero to counterattack. He could have just waited until Guero and his crew made off with Gabe’s wheelchair and it would have been safer for everyone including Gabe. This is not a rational...rather this is not a functional use of force. Robbie’s just dishing out punishment.
I think Robbie actually develops more restraint once he becomes the Roast Rider -- which is a very good thing, because as the Roast Rider he’s incredibly overpowered.
OK: assume there’s an instinct at play with most people; I had it, even though my empathy was...not exactly tuned-in. Robbie is a caring person with vague but strongly-held moral standards; there’s no reason to expect him to lack this ability. Yet here he is grinding a boy’s face into the pavement and hitting him as hard as he can while he’s helpless. I think something happened to Robbie that either extended his use-of-force calculation far into the future (rationally using this encounter to discourage future violence) or he’s given up on rationality altogether.
We know Robbie is jaded and paranoid. Mistakes like this -- and how Robbie handled this was objectively a mistake -- will weigh on him in the future. He needs to imagine himself as being a flawed person capable of making mistakes and learning from them, otherwise when he looks back on this he’ll just start thinking that he’s inherently bad, and that’s going to put him on the back foot in his constant fight against Eli. But admitting to being flawed and making mistakes is terrifying to a parentified teenager like Robbie.
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