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Can you please do headcanons on what it’s like being the wife of Bill Fisher?

i don’t know who that is and headcanons haven’t been open for months ❤️

#sometimes i come onto this app. see some nonsense in my inbox. and have to leave again #i have a very low threshold for what i can handle nowadays #anon #anonymous #s talks

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Hullo, congrats on 10k O.O I love reading your writing for so many characters aah

I think you’ve done a few Agatha harkness ones but if youre up for another 🤔, I would love a Drabble using list #5 Prompt 39 “You know, I’m beginning to think you actually care about me.” and #1 Prompt 21 “Are you being sarcastic?” “Me? Sarcastic? Never.”

Characters: Reader x Agatha Harkness

Warnings: mind control/loss of autonomy 

Prompt: 21. “Are you being sarcastic?” “Me? Sarcastic? Never.” & 39.  You know, I’m beginning to think you actually care about me.”

Word Count: 491

Agatha is immediately suspicious when she hears her doorbell ring. If it isn’t Wanda, she can’t imagine why one of the neighbors would be up in her business — she’s not even sure if they have the ability to do things on their own. She’s tense as she cautiously opens the door, and she raises an eyebrow as she sees you standing at her porch.

“y/n?” Agatha quickly asks. “What are you doing here?”

You pause slightly, looking somewhat confused yourself, before you suddenly hold out a small box, beaming at Agatha. “Oh, I made cookies!” 

This must be a test, Agatha thinks, and she scans the area. She had last seen Wanda and Vision taking the twins to the park, and they weren’t even back yet.

So what were you doing?

Slowly, Agatha steps aside, opening the door just a little wider for you. Perhaps this is an opportunity, a chance to better understand how Wanda’s magic works on people. She compliments, “The cookies smell wonderful!”

“I hope you like chocolate chip!” you chirp, stepping inside, and Agatha firmly closes the door behind you.

“Oh, who doesn’t!” Agatha forces out a laugh as the two of you sit on her couch. She tries to study your expression, looking for any hint of something suspicious, but your smile doesn’t falter, and your gaze is unwavering. Agatha’s eyes narrow slightly, before she asks, “How are you doing, y/n?”

“I’m fantastic!” you chuckle, reaching over to place a hand on Agatha’s knee, the gesture almost an additional reassurance to your words. Agatha raises her eyebrows again at this, suddenly reaching for your hand. Your smile twitches slightly as Agatha gives your hand a squeeze, and her expression almost turns sympathetic.

“Are you sure?” she insists. She knows she can reverse the magic herself, but part of her is almost rooting for you, hoping that the people of Westview are strong enough to break through themselves. 

You don’t respond for a moment, and Agatha almost thinks she’s made a breakthrough. You suddenly snatch your hand away from Agatha’s, laughing, “Agnes, you’re being silly! Of course I’m sure!” 

You lean forward to place the cookies on her coffee table, and Agatha resists the urge to let out a defeated sigh. As you stand up to leave, you turn to her with a mischievous grin as you tease, “You know, I’m beginning to think you actually care about me.”

Agatha frowns. “Are you being sarcastic?” 

“Me? Sarcastic? Never.” you laugh, spinning on your heel. Unable to take your obnoxious cheeriness any longer, Agatha abruptly gets to her feet, twirling her wrist as a plume of purple magic escapes her fingers and dances around your head. 

Agatha lets her hand fall to her side as you let out a loud gasp. She smirks slightly, knowing Wanda’s spell is broken as you turn around to face her with panicked eyes, and you stammer, “Where am I?” 

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Hi Sam! Could I request a drabble with Booker from The Old Guard using the prompts “Did I just see you smile?” and “I love it when you laugh.”

Characters: Reader x Sebastien ‘Booker’ le Livre

Warnings: alcohol

Prompt: 08. “Did I just see you smile?” & 61. “I love it when you laugh.”

Word Count: 498

The visit was unexpected. The rest of the members of the Old Guard are scattered, living their lives all around the planet until their next assignment would inevitably bring them together. So the knock at his door puts him on edge — most things do nowadays. The routine is simple, no response, no noise, reach for his gun. He doesn’t even have time to reach for the gun before your voice calls out on the other side of the door, “It’s me, Booker.”

He lets out a sigh, almost irritated, and lets his hand fall to his side. He pulls open the door and comes face to face with you, lifting up a bottle of wine as an offering. 

“I thought you were in Vietnam.” Booker remarks, leaning up against the doorframe, and you shrug.

“Got bored.” you laugh, and Booker shakes his head as he steps aside to let you in. Booker doesn’t know how you have the energy for it, constantly moving around, while he spends most days holed up in his apartment, trying to live day to day grasping at some sense of normalcy. You glance around his apartment, nodding as you pipe up, “Looks nice. Different from last time.”

“I’ve been getting into interior design.” Booker deadpans, strolling to his kitchen. You snort with laughter as you sit down on his couch, and Booker tries to hide his smile in the cabinets as he pulls out two wine glasses and his wine opener. He’s still smiling as he turns around, and your own smile seems to widen at the sight of him. You know most days are hard for Booker, and seeing him smiling, seeing him happy is enough to lift your own spirits.

“Did I just see you smile?” you tease as Booker approaches you, and you hand the bottle to Booker as he sets the glasses down. He shakes his head at you, trying to avoid eye contact as he focuses on the bottle. You’re still looking up at him as he pops out the cork, and he leans down to pour the both of you a glass.

There’s a quietness that fills the apartment as the wine sloshes into the glasses, Booker focuses on how the liquid twirls around the cups. Finally, he quietly confesses, “I love it when you laugh.”

Your heart skips a beat, but you’re almost not surprised at this revelation. For as long as you’ve known Booker, you’ve felt like the two of you have danced around unspoken feelings, of teasing flirting that always feels like a facade for something deeper. Booker still can’t meet your gaze as he sets the bottle down, his own heart racing as he’s afraid to see your reaction. 

You suddenly leap up from the couch, and before Booker can react, he feels your hands around his face, pulling him towards you as you press your lips against his in a long awaited kiss. And Booker doesn’t hesitate to kiss you back. 

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Hi Sam! Could I request a drabble with Tommy Shelby using the prompts "You’re the only person I care about in this room.” and “I’m scared.” Thanks and congrats!

Characters: Reader x Thomas Shelby

Warnings: surgery/injury

Prompt: 25. “You’re the only person I care about in this room.” 86. “I’m scared.”

Word Count: 396

“Let’s get on with the war.”

You gulp, anxiously watching Tommy storm off, his family exchanging uneasy glances at the tentative truce they’ve all decided to partake in for the sake of the Changretta threat. Tensions are high, but Luca’s threat was enough for Tommy to put aside his stubbornness and reluctantly see his family for the first time ever since the arrest. 

You quickly get up, rushing after Tommy before he can leave. You grab his arm, and Tommy spins around to face you, with an expression you’ve come to recognise as calculating, as him deep in thought. Your hand slips from his arm down to his hand, and you cling to him as you ask, “Are you sure about this?”

Tommy lets go of your hand to place his hands on your shoulders, giving them a firm squeeze. “We got served a black hand, y/n. We have no choice.”

You suck in a sharp breath. Life with the Shelby’s is never dull, to put it plainly, but regardless of how long you and Tommy have been together, you still can’t quite get used to what feels like the constant threat of danger. You can feel your heart beating wildly in your chest, and your throat feels as though it’s closing up as you choke out, “I’m scared.”

Tommy lets out a quiet sigh. He reaches up to caress his face in your hands, a moment of tenderness that you know he rarely shows, even to you. His voice is low and quiet, and you lean into him as he tells you, “You’re the only person I care about in this room. I’m not gonna let anything happen to you, yeah?”

“Tommy,” you shoot him a look, before glancing back at his family. “Don’t say that.”

Tommy doesn’t even bother following your gaze. You know things have been tense in the family, especially after John’s death, and you can feel yourself being pulled in multiple directions trying to be the messenger between Tommy and the rest of his family. You know they’ve all tried to make amends, to extend the olive branch, but Tommy refuses. 

“Come on.” Tommy interrupts your thoughts, extending his hand to you. You’ll have to put this family fight aside, for now. You take it, and he gives it a squeeze as he tells you, “We’ve got work to do.” 

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IMAGINE: DROPPING YOUR KID OFF AT THE WHEELER HOUSE FOR A PLAYDATE, AND KAREN GETTING FLUSTERED WHILE TALKING TO YOU.

Karen has barely opened the front door when your kid bolts past her, rushing into the house as Mike excitedly waves them over. You laugh, teasingly rolling your eyes as you watch them all disappear into the basement to play their games, and you look up at Karen as you joke, “I can’t thank you enough for hosting them. I don’t know how you manage with so many kids in the house.” 

“Oh, you know me,” Karen laughs, flashing you a smile as her cheeks flush ever so slightly. Ever since your kids had become friends, the two of you had gotten closer too, bonding over coffee at her dining room table while your kids are playing. Slowly, Karen began to realise she had developed feelings for you, and she had never expected to fall for another mother in the neighborhood. She twirls a strand of hair around her finger in an attempt to calm herself, and she continues, “I just try my best!” 

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hi there! may I request a Drabble for Stephen Strange, prompt #41 from prompt list number two?

Characters: Reader x Stephen Strange

Warnings: surgery/injury

Prompt: 41. “The only person I need right now is you.”

Word Count: 423

You didn’t even question the vague phone call you had gotten from Stephen in the late hours of the night, asking for you to come over to help him. You immediately assumed it was because of his hands, his injuries causing him pain, and you could feel your professional side jumping to an action. As a nurse that works closely alongside Stephen, you’re used to rushing to his aide when he needs it, although it’s mostly during surgery, never in his own personal life. 

You know Stephen’s injuries have severely impacted his life. From being a dedicated neurosurgeon to not even being able to do what he loves anymore, you can’t even begin to imagine how his life must be deteriorating. A wave of nervousness suddenly washes over you as you get to his apartment door, and you gulp as you knock on the door. 

Stephen takes a while to get to you, but when he finally does, your heart breaks at the sight of him. Disheveled, exhausted, clearly not the same clean shaven surgeon you’re used to seeing. You haven’t seen him since he was discharged from the hospital after his surgery, and you don’t know what to say to him. 

Stephen waves you inside, and you silently trail after him. You try not to stare at the tremble in his hands, and you finally find your words as you croak out, “What did you call me for, Stephen?”

He can’t quite meet your gaze as he slowly lowers himself on the couch. He shakily runs his hands through his hair, and you quietly remarks, “I just needed someone.”

You blink at him in surprise, unsure of how to react to this information. He could’ve called Christine, probably has other doctor friends that would be more of use to him than you feel like you are. You scramble to find your phone, and you ask, “Are you in pain? I can call—”

“No.” Stephen stops you, and your fingers hover over your phone. Stephen gulps, clearly not ready to allow himself to be so vulnerable, and he admits, “The only person I need right now is you.”

You swear you can feel your heart skip a beat, and you slowly lower your phone. Unbeknownst to you, Stephen has developed a soft spot for you, and in the lonely hours of the night, the only person he could think of was you.

“Okay.” you finally nod, much to his relief, and he relaxes as you sit beside him. “I’m here for you, Stephen.” 

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--drabble request--

fandom: titans

character: rose wilson

prompts: list 1 (19 and 37)

Characters: Reader x Rose Wilson

Warnings: —

Prompt: 19. “I’ve been up all night worrying about you!” 37. “Just… call me, okay?”

Word Count: 376

You look up as you hear approaching footsteps, and you breathe out a sigh of relief as Rose pushes the door of her bedroom open. Her eyes widen at the sight of you, but you can’t quite decipher the expression that crosses her face. She doesn’t even greet you with a smile — that small smirk of hers that always makes you feel like she’s making fun of you — and instead busies herself by opening up her closet and grabbing a backpack from the top shelf. 

“Rose, where have you been?” you splutter, taken aback by her coldness. Rose has never been one to be that talkative, but you’re not used to this hostility from her. “I’ve been up all night worrying about you!”

Rose shrugs you off, grabbing some clothes and stuffing it into her bag. You stare at her, exasperated, hoping she’ll say something, but she remains silent. Moving around her so that you can stand in front of her, hoping she’ll face you, but she avoids eye contact as she continues packing. 

“Where are you going?” you blurt, and Rose lets out a heavy sigh. She zips up her bag before finally looking up at you.

“I found my dad.” she finally reveals to you. All you can do is stare at her, unsure of how to process this information. Something in your stomach knots, and you can’t help but feel uneasy about the whole situation. Slinging her bag over her shoulder, she continues, “I’m going to stay with him.”

“What?” you croak out. “Rose, are you sure you can trust him? You… you barely know him.” 

“Stay out of it, y/n, this is my family and my life.” Rose sharply responds, and your shoulders slump. You know once Rose sets her mind on something, there’s no changing it. 

“Does he live far? Will I see you again?” you ask, your voice small, and Rose doesn’t respond. Tears sting your eyes, unsure if this is going to be goodbye, and you tell her, “Just… call me, okay?”

Rose doesn’t reply, fidgeting with the strap of her bag. Admittedly, she knew leaving you behind would be hard. 

But she’s about to start a new life now, and you’re not part of it. 

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IMAGINE: BEING TONY’S NEW ASSISTANT AND NATASHA TAKING A LIKING TO YOU.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” you stammer as you accidentally run into someone, and your eyes widen with horror as you realise it’s none other than Natasha Romanoff. Being Tony’s new assistant, you’re still getting used to seeing the Avengers so often and so many other high profile figures. “Agent Romanoff, I—”

“y/n, there you are.” Tony calls out your name, walking up behind you. He smirks slightly at Natasha, before gesturing to you and remarking, “Oh, I see you’ve met your replacement.”

Natasha rolls her eyes at the comment, remembering her brief undercover job as Tony’s assistant. She turns her focus back to you, a smile tugging at her lips as she extends her hand to you. “Nice to meet you, y/n. You can just call me Natasha.”

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IMAGINE: TRYING TO HIDE THE FACT THAT YOU HAVE NO POWERS FROM AGATHA, YOUR MOTHER.

“Really, y/n, this is a simple spell.” Agatha huffs, eyes narrowing at you as you nervously avoid eye contact. Day and night, your mother has been trying to teach you magic, unaware that you somehow inherited no magical powers from her. No matter how hard you tried to practice by yourself, none of the spells of incantations would work for you. 

You gulp as Agatha moves her fingers, twisting her hands together as a purple aura swirls around her hands. She stares at you, waiting for her to mimic her, and you suck in a sharp breath as you raise your hands, despite knowing nothing will happen.

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IMAGINE: YOU AND GERALT GETTING MATCHING TATTOOS.

You turn over your arm to inspect your new tattoo, skin still red and tender from the process. You look up at Geralt, who’s brandishing the same tattoo design on his own skin, and you grin, “I think it suites us, don’t you think.”

Geralt hums in agreement. “I think it does.”

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Hi! Can I request a titans Drabble for Donna Troy with 60 from prompt list 5 and 100 from prompt list 2?

Characters: Reader x Donna Troy

Warnings: —

Prompt: 60. “Why does everyone think we’re dating?” & 100. “You love me?” “Of course I do, you dork.”

Word Count: 449

“It’s weird being back, huh?” you remark, dumping your bag in the corner of your old room. Donna hums in agreement, hesitantly looking around as she fiddles with the strap of her own bag. Her old room is just across the hall — the two of you had insisted on being right next to each other when you first moved into the Titans tower.

Before Donna can say anything, Hank strolls past, raising his eyebrows as he notices the two of you. He smirks slightly, leaning up against the doorframe as he asks, “You guys sharing a room this time?”

You raise an eyebrow at this, not noticing Donna’s immediate blush. “What? Why would we—”

“I think Dawn was looking for you.” Donna quickly interrupts, waving Hank off as she tries to get him to leave. Hank snorts, raising his hands up in surrender before sauntering off, and Donna slowly turns around to face you. She rolls her eyes, trying to be nonchalant as she remarks, “Hank is ridiculous.”

You narrow your eyes, slowly beginning to realise what Hank was trying to imply. Ever since you had reunited with the other Titans after defeating Trigon, you had noticed they had all started treating you and Donna differently. Dick had made a comment about being happy for the both of you, and Dawn had joked that it was about time the two of you had gotten together.

“Why does everyone think we’re dating?” you ask, and Donna gulps. Donna herself has received the same comments from your teammates, all of them grinning knowingly at her and teasing Donna about how lovingly she’s looked at you over all the years the two of you have known each other. It’s only a matter of time, she realises, before one of them reveals how in love with you she is. 

“Because I’m in love with you, y/n.” Donna’s voice is barely audible, a tiny mumble, and you almost don’t quite catch the words. But your eyes widen, and you swear your heart stops in your chest. 

An embarrassed look crosses Donna’s face. You blink at her, before slowly asking, “You love me?”

“Of course I do, you dork.” Donna blurts it out so fast, eyes darting away from yours. She runs a hand through her hair, muttering, “I always have.”

You stammer out something, trying to think of a response, but you find yourself marching up to her instead, grabbing her face in your hands before kissing her. You can feel Donna’s cheeks burning up in your palms, her blush illuminating her entire face red, but as you pull away, the smile on her face tells you that she couldn’t be happier. 

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IMAGINE: BEING AN AVENGER, AND WANDA BEGGING YOU NOT TO LEAVE AFTER SHE CATCHES YOU PACKING YOUR BAGS AFTER THE SOKOVIA ACCORDS.

Wanda’s head is spinning as she walks through the corridors of the Avengers compound. After the very intense meeting over the Accords, Wanda feels herself at a loss for what to do, and during moments like these, she always finds herself gravitating towards you for help.

She hopes you’ll be awake despite the late hour, and she quietly knocks at your door, hand hesitating as she notices light coming from the bottom of your door. She listens, hears quiet shuffling, but no response. She knocks again, before calling out, “y/n?”

She pushes the door open, eyes widening as she sees your belongings packed into bags around your bed. You look up, letting out a heavy sigh as you meet Wanda’s shocked gaze, and you slump over the edge of your bed. She sits beside you, stammering, “Where... where are you going?”

“I’m leaving.” you simply say, and Wanda gulps. “I can’t agree with these Accords, Wanda, I can’t. Steve is right, this document just takes away our freedom.”

“You can’t leave, y/n.” Wanda blurts, desperation laced in her tone. Her voice is trembling, and she pleads, “Don’t leave me, y/n. You can’t just run away.”

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IMAGINE: BEING AN AMERICAN INTERN WHO’S WORKING WITH MOLLY AND MEETING SHERLOCK FOR THE FIRST TIME.

“Molly, I need—” Sherlock bursts into the lab, startling both you and Molly as you look up from your test tubes. Sherlock raises an eyebrow at you, slowly approaching the two of you as he places a folder down on the countertop, before he finally asks, “Who are you?”

You blink at him, taken aback by his directness. “Who are you?”

Sherlock scoffs, taking note of your accent as he shakes his head. “Oh, the classic American ignorance.” 

“Excuse me?” you splutter, and Molly quickly inserts herself between the two of you before conflict can arise. “I—”

“Sherlock, this is y/n, my new intern.” Molly quickly informs, and you reluctantly press your lips into a flat line as Sherlock looks you up and down. Nervously looking to you, Molly continues, “y/n, this is Sherlock Holmes.”

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IMAGINE: BEING IN LOVE WITH WANDA, DESPITE KNOWING THAT SHE LOVES VISION. 

There’s something in the way that Wanda looks at Vision, that loving gaze so full of indescribable happiness. You know that look because you look at her the exact same way. You can see it in her eyes, the special joy she feels that’s reserved for Vision and Vision only. It hurts you, seeing her so happy when you wish she would look at you the same way, but knowing that she never would, no matter how much love you feel for her.

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IMAGINE: ASKING BUCKY FOR A CAT AND HIM RELUCTANTLY GETTING ONE FOR YOU.

“What’ve you got there?” you ask, looking up from the couch upon hearing Bucky enter the apartment, a large bag slung over his shoulders. You raise an eyebrow as Bucky sits beside you, wordlessly unzipping the bag. You peer inside, eyes widening as you see a cat staring up at you, and you let out a delighted squeal, “Oh my God!” 

Bucky tries to suppress his smile as you gently stroke the cat. You had been begging him for one for months now, constantly pestering him despite his refusal. The cat peeks its head out of the bag, looking up at Bucky before leaning its head up against his hand, and you beam at Bucky as you remark, “I think it likes you.” 

Bucky gingerly begins to pet it, and it lets out a quiet purr as Bucky finally lets his smile crack through his expression.

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IMAGINE: TONY FORCING YOU TO GO TO ONE OF HIS FANCY GALA PARTIES.

“Can we go please?” you whine, tugging at your formal outfit while Tony sips on his drink beside you. He scoffs at this, swirling his drink in the ice as he raises an eyebrow.

“We just got here.” Tony deadpans. “Besides, I’m the host. I can’t bail at my own party.”

“You suck.” you scowl, folding your arms across your chest. You already knew you were going to hate this, being dragged to one of Tony’s galas and him not really giving you much of a choice. You have no desire to mingle, to make small talk with all these people you don’t know. You don’t know how Tony can manage it, all the socialising, and you pout at Tony as he can’t help but chuckle at your dismal expression.

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IMAGINE: GOING WITH REY TO AHCH-TO TO FIND YOUR FATHER, LUKE. 

Something swells inside your chest, a whole host of emotions you can’t describe. Rey can see the conflict on your face, the nervousness and the excitement and the anticipation all building up inside of you. She reaches out, giving your shoulder a squeeze, trying to flash you a reassuring smile as she nods at you.

The two of you continue your climb, and you wonder what your father will say to you have the two of you have been separated for so long. You almost fainted when the map to find Luke was finally complete, so overwhelmed with the fact that you’d be reunited with your father. And now, you could barely breathe as you inch closer and closer to the top.

Your breath hitches as suddenly, there he is. His cloaked figure turned away from you as you and Rey exchange glances. You step forward, your voice barely audible as you call out, “Father?”

Luke turns. His eyes lock with yours. And you suddenly feel whole again knowing that you’ve finally found your father.

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