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navybrat817 · 3 months

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How often does Dad!Bucky get hit on when he's in the baby aisle grabbing diapers?

A lot, Cia! And you get to see it one day.

The Dad Diaries: Diaper Aisle

Pairing: Dad!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: You witness a woman flirting with Bucky, but you don't react the way you expect. Word Count: Almost 1.2k Warnings: Fluff, flirting, reflecting, first time dad, slight feels (it's me), parenthood, random woman thirsty for Bucky (we get it), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning and a dad, okay?). A/N: Next part of The Dad Diaries and from your perspective. Hope you lovelies enjoy. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Bucky doesn’t like to make a big deal out of people flirting with him. For starters, he’s a married man and has made it clear that he has no intention of ever stepping out on you. He would never. You are his wife and soulmate, the love of his life, and the mother of his child. You’re all he needs.

Second, he’s unassuming. You tell him regularly how handsome he is, but he isn’t arrogant about his looks and doesn’t think every woman who looks his way has the intention of hitting on him. He may give a polite smile or nod if he catches someone staring, but will immediately divert his attention back to the task at hand, such as getting those diapers for Jamie.

Fatherhood is sexy on him.

“Your Dada is amazing,” you say to Jamie as you wait beside your cart for Bucky to grab the box.

You smile to yourself when a woman nearly runs her cart into the shelving when Bucky walks past. Not that you blame her for staring. With his luscious locks flowing free, his worn jean jacket fitting like it was made for him, and the sweatpants leaving little to the imagination, you would’ve gawked at him, too.

Which you did earlier and were now.

“Excuse me,” the woman calls out loudly, making Bucky pause as he puts the box under his arm. “So sorry to bother you, but would you mind grabbing a jar for me off the top shelf? I would really appreciate it.”

“No problem,” he says, giving you a small smile from across the aisle as he goes to help the woman.

You wait patiently as the lady thanks him with a grin. You get why she wants Bucky close by. Beyond his overall gorgeousness and kindness, he displays a responsible side of himself when he walks through the baby aisle. He never carries himself in a way that says he’s annoyed or inconvenienced by being there. Carefully selecting the diapers and anything else needed shows how attentive he is. And responsible.

You understand the appeal.

Though, you do wish the lady would stop undressing your husband with her eyes. You practically hear her inhale when he’s close enough. He does smell good, but does she have to step into his space?

“This one?” Bucky asks.

The woman has to blink a few times before she responds. “Oh, sorry. The one next to it. You really are too kind,” she answers, sweeping her gaze over him from head to toe as he reaches over for another jar. You have to bite the inside of your cheek when she takes it from his hand. “It’s too bad you can’t help me bring this stuff in when I get home.”

Yeah, it is too bad.

Clearing his throat, Bucky nods in your direction. “Well, my son might miss me if I’m away for too long. And I’ll miss him and my wife.”

The woman goes rigid as she looks your way. “Your wife?”

Bucky smiles from ear to ear when you wave. “Yeah, my wife,” he proudly states, making your heart skip a beat.

Any jealousy or bad feeling you have slips away when you see some of the light leave the woman’s eyes and the sag in her shoulders. It’s almost like seeing her in a different light because you know how you’ve felt since giving birth. At times, you feel less attractive than normal, that your body won’t be the way it used to be. You wonder if Bucky still wants you.

And you want to be seen.

While you don’t know her story, you understand the need to feel wanted and desired. It doesn’t go away when you become a mother. You don’t even know if she is a mother or if she’s in the aisle shopping for a sister, friend, or someone else. Maybe her partner isn’t giving her the attention she needs. Maybe she isn’t with anyone.

Maybe she just needed a win today.

“Take care,” Bucky says politely before he walks toward you, leaving the woman alone to stare after him. “Anything else we need?” He asks once he puts the diapers on the bottom of the cart, giving Jamie a small tickle and making all three of you smile.

“I think we’re good,” you say, glancing down the aisle. You could grab Bucky’s hand and stake your claim as the woman makes eye contact with you, but you give her a small nod and a sympathetic smile instead before you push the cart away. “That was nice of you to help her,” you say once you’re out of sight.

Bucky raises an eyebrow as he glances your way. “I don’t usually say this outright, but I’m pretty sure she was hitting on me.”

“Oh, she was,” you agree.

“Does that bother you?” He asks, brushing a kiss to your temple and making your heart race.

You shake your head as you think about it. “It did at first because it’s only natural to feel that way, but it went away pretty quickly. I have no reason to feel jealous or defensive. If it would’ve been bad or crossed a line, I would’ve stepped in. But you proudly proclaimed that I’m your wife and she backed off right away. And I know you’re coming home with Jamie and I, so why would I let it bother me?” you explain, spotting something soft in his gaze.

Like he’s amazed by you.

“That makes sense,” he says.

“I can only hope that someone like you comes along for her,” you add, your heart going out to the stranger.

The blue of Bucky’s eyes shine a bit brighter when you catch his gaze. “I love you,” he says so tenderly that you feel butterflies in your stomach and heart.

“I love you, too,” you promise before you nudge him. “And you know what? I don’t fault her at all. You know what wearing those pants does to people. It’s like some sort of sexy magic.”

His nose crinkles as he laughs, the sound making a few turn their heads. Once again, you don’t blame them for gawking. “Did you just say ‘sexy magic’ in front of our son? Is that why you like these pants?”

“Oh, yeah. You put a spell on me,” you smirk before you smile gently at your son. “And I’m very lucky for that because now I have you.”

You don’t know it yet, but Bucky will write in his diary to Jamie about how you handled yourself today. How you could’ve stormed over and grabbed him or made a snide comment to the woman, but you didn’t. And that if you felt jealous, even for a moment, you didn’t let it cloud your judgement. You know when to observe and when you need to step in. You know when to lead with your heart.

Just one of the many reasons Bucky Barnes considers himself lucky to call you his wife and the mother of his child.

And no matter how many times he gets hit on in the diaper aisle, he’ll always come home to you.

I adore this family. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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angelmichelangelo · 11 months

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the dad diaries pt 2 for @turrondeluxe (based off this beautiful artwork)

you can also read this fic on ao3 here! along with the first chapter as well as to keep up to date with any future chapters !! enjoy <3

Michelangelo wakes up with an ache blossoming at the bottom of his skull.

He opens his eyes, light spilling into the room, it’s trapped behind his retinas, staying there like pin pricks that burn with each slow blink, he squeezes them shut again to stave off the hurt any more.

There’s an easy quietness that settles across his home like a calm ocean wave, and the humming ache that’s creeping across the top of his head seems to soften slightly.

And the wave comes and goes with a gentle lull, washing over him, he can feel his pulse softening in his ears, he rolls over, pressing his face into the pillow, until—

“Papa!”

Excitable, shrill voices carry throughout the hall, accompanied by the soft pitter patter of feet, Mikey peels back on eye just in time to watch his children tumble into the room.

“Papa, papa!” Moja is making a steady effort to clamber on up onto his bed, clutching bed sheets with a tight, determined fist as she pulls herself up. “It’s wakey wakey time!”

Mikey rolls over again, to properly face his children, all watching him with expecting eyes, Odyn is also making an attempt to climb on up, albeit, less graceful as his sister.

“Up, papa,” he demands with an audible pout once he’s recognised his failure. “I want up!”

Michelangelo groans softly, sitting up slowly so as to not jostle the child that’s already perched itself across his plastron, he rubs a heavy hand across the front of his face.

“Papa is awake now,” he tells him, his voice sliding out of him like gravel. “C’mon. We’ll have breakfast, hm?”

Odyn seems to be pleased enough with that response, forgoing his previous attempts to get on the bed he’s turning on his heel, his footsteps are heavy and fast as he runs back through the lair towards the kitchen.

He scoops Moja up in one arm, peeling back his moth bitten sheets with his free hand, careful of the remaining children at the edge of his bed as he swings his legs over.

Black spots dance around in the edges of his vision once he stands.

Moja, who is seemingly growing comfortable in his hold, is understandably taken aback when he quickly plonks her back down on the ground to grab at the sides of his throbbing head.

Pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes, dark shapes swirl around the backs of his eyelids, exploding like fireworks behind darkened vision, he feels his ears fill with a steady, faint ringing. And when he finally pries his hands away from his face, and the room slowly spills back into his vision, three of his children are watching him with curious eyes.

He manages to lift one side of his mouth into a very slight smile, for them only.

“Papa is tired,” he informs them gently. “Because papa is old, hm?”

And the self-inflicted jab is enough to quell any of their rising worry.

Yi snorts a laugh, as does Moja as she rushes forward to bury her face in his leg. Uno, however, is watching him rather cautiously.

“You’re a dinosaur, daddy,” Yi says between giggles. “You’re like the one in my book.”

Mikey hums; a while back he’d managed to find an old illustrated book, the pages waterlogged and some of the images bloated, but his daughter had studied it almost every night before bed, tracing a delicate and steady finger across each of the words that wasn’t already blotted by the weathered damage left to it, and Mikey had since spent every waking hour with her as she’d excitedly retold him every little fact that she had so far absorbed, even if Mikey had heard it a million times already.

He nudges her along as she starts rambling, and Moja is intently listening as they walk to the kitchen together but Uno…

Uno’s concerned gaze catches Mikey’s for a brief second before he’s pulling away, taking quick steps to reach his sisters before his father can say anything else.

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Mikey struggles through breakfast. The four infant turtles babble away at each other, voices overlapping and Mikey grips his cereal spoon so hard he feels it press bluntly into the palm of his hands, no doubt leaving harsh indentations across his skin.

Even eating seems to make it worse, as he slowly moves his jaw in languid circles to chew his food, it’s like an explosion working its way up his skull each time.

He gets a quarter through his own bowl before he’s sharing it out amongst his children.

Odyn doesn’t question it, Moja and Yi are apprehensive at first but Uno is entirely hesitant.

“Are you not hungry, papa?” He asks once Mikey has scraped his share into his awaiting, empty bowl. He’s already up out of his seat and turning to start the dishes when he pauses.

He steadies himself on the edge of the counter with one hand.

“Eat,” Mikey tells him softly. “You wanna be big and strong like papa, no?”

And that usually works on all four of his children, but Uno doesn’t look entirely convinced as he shovels in the first spoonful of Cheerios.

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Mikey doesn’t often have the best memory, not these days at least. Most of it is like wading through thick jungle just to reach something . There’s big chunks of it he’s certain are lost in the thick forever, never to be found and he’s long since made his peace with that.

But he’s able to make out bits and pieces through the vines, little moments he’s able to grasp onto, reaching out before it turns to mist beneath his grasp.

“Let’s see…” Donatello’s voice floated into the room. The click of the flashlight seemed to echo throughout his aching skull. Light is trapped behind his eyes in an instant, and Michelangelo knows his initial reaction is to pull away, but everything is slow and foggy, like his brain was sitting in stodgy molasses, so he blinks once, little pin pricks of white splattered across his vision.

Donatello clicks the flashlight a second time, his face half obscured by the dancing visions before that start to fade. His face is creased with worry.

“Oh Mikey,” he says, voice full of that softness that is reserved for little brothers only. “You definitely have a concussion.”

And it feels like it should be evident in the way his entire face and head aches. Like a burning hurt, a bonfire lit up at the base of his skull, it should be obvious to him but in this moment, it just isn’t.

Donatello’s light comes back across the front of his face, flickering from eye to eye. There’s still creases of concern etched between his brow bone and the downward curve of his mouth.

“I’m going to have to keep you under observation,” Donnie tells him slowly. “Okay?”

Mikey isn’t sure if he hums or nods or even gives any indication of a confirmation of his statement. His brain is positively swimming right now. There’s an ache at his jaw that he’s sure is the beginning of a rather gnarly bruise.

Donnie clicks his tongue against his teeth, and Mikey isn’t sure if it’s just a Donnie-click or just baser instincts coming into play, Mikey wishes he had the energy to click back.

“I truly don’t know how out of all of us you are the one who gets the most blunt head trauma related injuries all the time.” His voice trails off with steady fast worry creeping around his words. His throat bobs and Mikey knows that despite all of his brother's natural tendencies to be a bit of a worrywort at the worst of times, Donnie really was starting to grow scared for his well being.

And it was true. Mikey did have a problem with landing head first or redirecting his head in the way of danger in the middle of fights. How many times had he socked himself in the head with his own chucks? If he was anything but a mutant turtle, there’d be no doubt his family would have shipped him off to the nearest hospital with an instant demand that he get in one of those big, metal tube things to have a proper look at all the damage done to his poor, aching head.

Donnie is putting away his equipment now. He fiddles with the wrappings on his hands, only pausing to look up when he tells him.

“While I know it’s difficult during a fight, I truly recommend trying not to let them near your head, Mike.” He takes a breath, expertly masking the way it quivers just in the slightest.

“These types of injuries,” he says, rather gravely. “They make themselves known in the long run. So if we ever get to grow older,” he says. “It could get so much worse, mikan.”

Donnie’s voice comes muffled in the jungle again, lost behind miles and miles of vine and fog and mist, and Mikey squeezes his eyes shut in a desperate bid to hold onto his brother's face and voice, even when it was tinged with hurt and concern. It was something.

But he peels his eyes open and Donatello is no longer standing above him with his flashlight and his friendly, warm honey coloured eyes.

Instead it is Uno who is peering over his snout, his eyes a darker shade than his uncles, still traces of the same kind of worry evident there.

“Papa?” He says in a small voice. “Papa?” He tries again.

Mikey shifts. An hour ago he’d left his children in the den with a collection of old coloring books and salvaged pencils and an old VHS tape in the TV recorder. An hour ago he’d hauled himself to bed, trying to calm his throbbing brain with a blanket. But that was an hour ago and the pain was still lingering. The pain hadn’t left and Donnie was right.

All those silly blows to the head that sixteen year old him thought were nothing were now plaguing him. Haunting him.

Hot, burning tears burn behind his eyes. Squeezing them away seems to hurt just as much, but he hates to let his children see him cry like this.

Then, there’s a small, warm hand on the end of his beak. It touches there tentatively, in the same way Mikey does to his children when they are unwell or sad, there’s a sudden spill of warmth in his chest to know his son had recognised the gesture as was now trying to return it in his papa’s moment of need.

He crouches down to meet Mikey’s eyeline. “Should I tell the others it’s a Quiet Day today?” He asks, his voice still thick with that babyish fat that is too stubborn to shift just yet.

More warmth floods him, coming up through him in the way of more tears. He sniffs. Quiet Days were the days when their papa wasn’t well, when he was sad, when something reminded him of his old family perhaps a little too harshly. The days when his children would be soft and gentle with him in the ways that he should be with them instead.

His breath hitches and it sends a wave of aching through his skull.

“Yeah,” he croaks. His voice doesn’t even sound like his own. “Thanks kiddo.”

He’s able to reach a single finger out to trace along his own beak.

Uno smiles. It’s all Mikey really needs.

He stands on wobbly feet before he’s toddling back towards the doorway, he disappears behind it entirely before he’s quickly backtracking himself, poking a curious head around the frame, fingers curling protectively around the wood, he says in a whisper,

“Okay.” He’s so sincere when he says it. “Love you, papa.”

And Mikey remembers the days with Splinter would be full of cold, or the days his heart was brimming with unspoken, deep hurt and those days spent when he’d watch his strong, incredible father falter, how alien it was as a child. How strange it was to parent them instead. How he needed it, like Mikey needed it now.

“Love you too, honey,” he tells him. He manages to lift his head a little. “I’ll be with you guys in a bit alright?”

Uno lingers at the door a moment longer.

“Okay,” he says with a rush of air, before he’s trotting off, no doubt to go gather up his siblings and inform them of their papa’s current condition.

And there isn’t a day when Mikey gets these monstrous headaches where he’s wishing for Donnie’s gentle hands to trail over the top of his head. Or for one of Leo’s sweet smelling teas that seemed to cure everything (because it wasn’t the tea itself, it was all in the way his brother would make it). Or when Raph would be gentle with him, talking in a hushed voice, trying to keep him occupied as well as comfortable.

He misses it so. It was perhaps the only good thing to come out of those horrid, long, painful days that plagued him.

But he wakes a few hours later. The lair is quiet and still and for a fleeting moment, panic burns through him like ice in his veins. But he can sense his children one room over, well behaved and still, they’re talking amongst themselves in small, careful voices. There’s also the aroma of noodles that lingers in the air, perhaps an hour old.

He shifts, feeling something soft press against his cheek, he peels his eyes open to see its Odyn’s stuffed toy nuzzled into him.

There’s also Yi’s dinosaur book and a drawing that he can recognise as Moja’s. All the evidence of his children here, in their best attempt to make him feel better, was from the perspective of a child, the best way to make him feel better. He curls a hand around the small stuffed toy. He traces a finger over the drawing and the edges of his daughter's book, the bumps along the spine so familiar already. Then there’s the sound of shuffling feet, and Mikey is able to lift his gaze upwards, his eyes feeling like rocks rolling around in his skull, there in the doorway stands a rather cautious looking Uno, clutching a very overfilled bowl of what he assumes is noodle soup. Uno takes a few careful steps forward, broth laps at the edges of the bowl, tracing down the sides in thick blobs, Mikey slowly pulls himself, careful not to jolt his son from his steady concentration. He pauses, looking up, his face breaks into a grin. “You’re awake,” he says with a breath, like it was all relief spilling from him at once. Like there was some underlying worry that he wouldn’t perhaps wake again. “I made you something to eat,” he tells him, presenting him with the bowl. “Cos you gave us your breakfast already, you’re probably something hungry, hm papa?” Mikey hums a short laugh, he slowly pulls himself to his feet, gathering up all the gifts in the crook of his arm with a kind of practice that only comes with being a single parent to four rambunctious children that leave a tornado of mess behind them in every room they whirl through, he stops in front of Uno, bending down to kiss the top of his head. “You’re a good boy, Uno,” he tells him. He then takes the bowl of noodle soup in his other hand and nods towards the door. “Go join the others,” he instructs him. He can hear the TV still running, no doubt the rest of his children in a turtle pile, glued to the screen with their bellies full. “Thank you for helping papa today. I feel loads better.” Uno’s little face is beaming, so pleased himself he rocks back and forth, twice, on his feet like his body just can’t handle holding all that excitable energy. So he rushes forward, perhaps a little too quickly because Mikey had to steady himself from spilling lukewarm noodle broth over his son’s head. “I’m glad you’re feeling better, papa,” he tells him in a muffled, quiet voice. “I hate it when you’re sick.” Mikey hums, only wishing he had more arms to spare just to wrap around his child, though, he’s sure he’ll compensate for it later on, when he’s pulled into that inevitably awaiting turtle pile.

“Me too,” he tells him gently. “But I got the best cure for it right here.”

#tmnt idw #tmnt the lost ronin #tmnt peepaw and babies au #peepaw and babies au #tmnt the dad diaries #tmnt fanfiction #tmnt fanfic #tmnt fic #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt mikey

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terry-perry · 1 year

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Y/N: If you hurt my girls, you will answer directly to me. And whatever crimes I commit against you, remember I have diplomatic immunity in forty-six countries. Including Puerto Rico.

Antagonist: Ma'am, you will find that the word "fear" is not in my vocabulary!

Y/N: Perhaps... but it's in your eyes.

Doesn't matter if they're Avengers, no one messes with Y/N Odinsdottir's babies! She will happily use her diplomatic powers and the Odin's Family Rage to her advantage if need be.

Bonus: Steve looking on like --

#mom!reader #odinsdottir #incorrect quotes #source: princess diaries #dad!steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #mcu au #mcu #mcu fanfiction #mcu imagine #rogers kids #asgardian!reader #marvel #marvelcinematicuniverse #marvel cinematic universe

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lucindasthighs · 1 year

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thinking about zarakiki lesbians again.... thinking about zane learning what healthy family dynamics are. No hitting and yelling, no politics, no one crying into the long hours of the night, no death- just two moms and their daughter in a barn.

And maybe, for the first time in Zane's life, family can be all that matters.

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return-of-the-queen-au · 9 months

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don't you ever get that feeling when looking at a fan version of your favorite character and you wanna scream "HE WOULD NOT FUCKING DO THAT" even though it's really just you not liking the fan thing? Like I'm sorry dude my brain's mean😔

#this is particularly for those aus i have found as a kid when i was in this fandom where snatcher was hat kid's dad #either found family or that theory (that does not make sense to me) that hat kid's is her daughter biologically #and snatcher is all lovely and fatherly and sweet to her #NO!!!! I LIKE MY SNATCHER AS AN UNREDEEMABLE MOTHERFUCKER!!!#also i prefer more when these two are simply besties #also fun fact the reason why hat kid hangs out in his forest is because he can't make her leave so she doesn't care and just goes there #canon hat kid hardly cares about the forest in her diary she finds it scary and disgusting (for the outhouse part)#and since snatch can't make her leave she just #dosen't care #“but he can't make me leave so. whatever.”#i like being canon alright?!???!?!#ahit #a hat in time #ahit snatcher #a hat in time snatcher

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sotogalmo · 6 months

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1:10 pm — *5:42 am

Thinking of robot Garrett,,,,, tbh tho?? I know think that Mike and Abby's dad is alive, just somewhere with a robot version of Garrett. But also like. Robot Garrett is missing as well; William has him or smth. Or some parts of him again.

Puppet Garrett as well; being underground. But tbh, he's more spread out yk?? His body parts are mostly spread under the pizzaria(Mike saying he can feel his brother moreso in the pizzaria. That kinda means he can feel his brother with him n all, but he just doesn't focuses on that anymore ig).

That one fic with William burning Garrett tho. That death kinda makes sense ... My friend did say that fire makes the body shrink because it melts/burns the fat off n all. And with that, he can fit in the Puppet ,,,, oh. Also he could've been like. Roughly round 6 years of age or smth. So like. Bro is tiny tiny

I think his head was hidden in the Marionette's head, while the rest of his body was like. Spread under the pizzaria n somewhere close to Mike & Abby's house(maybe round Sparky's??? Who knows)

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portokali · 2 years

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there is. definitely a lot to be said about the merits of having the ability to turn off Shipper Brain Mode and enjoy a story without ever demanding a ship be canon or even shipping any of the characters. however there is something about a hint or a promise of romance in works that aren’t explicitly romantic that makes them somehow more tantalizing and interesting. anyway this post is about james and erin derrygirls where i had 0 expectations of their feelings ever being confirmed and simply entertained the idea of them as a what-if-james-likes-erin-lol on a completely different tab that was left open in my brain but when it Was confirmed in s3 and the way it was left unfulfilled but all the same promised absolutely has done numbers to my brain chemistry like the small and tender crushes of two kids living ordinary lives under extraordinary circumstances. something about that yeah.

#like sometimes i feel a lot of Shipping is all abt for the sake of shipping and so u can project a Whatever romantic ideal #which often has nothing to do w the characters presented on screen (or on page etc ykwim) and more abt fandom building a fanon around t #the ship and making it all abt coffeeshop college aus etc... like its more abt inside consumption and deformation of the original ship #to be sth it wasnt meant to in canon but what the fandom wants it to be. i dont rly like this kind of shipping #BUT when i see two blorbos and their love is real it touches my soul...... blease understand #like im SO HAPPY w how little screentime their romance actually takes up its EXACTLY as much as i needed in a story out of derry girls #any more wouldve been too much cause honestly theyre all just losers who dont pull and the story is abt friendship and coming of age anyway #but also..... the jerin story so so good and important to me fr.#no bad tracks. the way it happens so quietly and you can pick their feelings up by SQUINTING? impeccable #the way HE is whipped for HER (a must in a het relationship) but absolutely sees right through her bs and keeps it real always #the way james absolutely Knows and Sees erin for all of her and still oh god oh shit #disintegrating to my bare essentials im gone #cause erin diary girl erin erin the author erin the writer and james you should write that down derrygirl james my best friend james #the i can wait........ like literally so mature of them to realise theyre not mature enough yet but YET theres potential for sth #that they cant just fuck up w their teen bullshit!!!!!1GOSH. FABULOUS!!!!!!#AND the way everyone's parents mirrored the girls in the flashback episode and now erin and james seem to rather grow to be similar to #erin's parents aka a loving marriage and relationship that endured objectively A Lot and provided shelter n family not only to their kids #but also officially unofficially james too james who never knew his dad james whose ma kinda umm doesnt love him. lets be honest.#like theres n o reason for me to be losting my shit so mcuh over them except there IS.#except i am!#the fact that their ship name is jerin? erin with a j?? an absolute w for j community on top of everything #no bad tracks im telling you #the quiet tender kind of love that short of develops as a bytheway as an aside to the main story #as an of course id have a crush on you. of course it would happen. of course it's not going to be the main story #its not the end of it either its not even the beginning not really #you know im such a fool for you....... but now im feeling it even more......... etc #jerin #derry girls #derry girls spoilers

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ofthornsandfury · 3 months

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"Me? A princess? Shut UP!"

#open starter #muse: lari #because i cannot get the idea of a princess diaries au out of my head #her and aedion finding out their dad is the king of some small country #oops

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bizawa-art · 8 months

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nobody asked, but i think single dad jushiro/shunsui/coyote with their wild kids is the slice of life bleach au of all time

#darcys diary #lillynette and kyokotsu being in the same class 🥹#coyote and shunsui being the most sought after dads at the bake sale #also jushiros twins GOTTA be in the same class as yachiru #intimidating pta dad kenpachi????#hello this is the stupid au that lives in my brain

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peachypinkygloss · 8 months

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❝𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑❞ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ᥫ᭡.

Boys come and go, but not men. Men stay. They stick. They obsess. a peachypinkygloss' 1 year anniversary special.

rated 18+. minors do not interact. every fiction down below has dark and unethical characters. do not read if uncomfortable/triggered. *no taglist.

"all your glory,"

dior girl ✰ park jimin

Park Jimin is one of a kind. When he wants something, he gets it, no matter how hard it can be. He's not scared to get his hands dirty. If he had any morals, maybe he'd consider his obsession with you getting out of hands. But this man has absolutely no morals.

୨୧ PAIRING. designer!jimin x model!reader

୨୧ GENRE. strangers to lovers, age gap (21 & 38), hard dom!jimin, smut, angst

posted on 09/16/23.

"you like your girls insane,"

secret diary ✰ kim taehyung

A passionate artist, a caring father, a honest and loving man. You first thought you were the insane one for wanting Taehyung all to yourself until he showed you his true colours and how wicked and unhinged his obsession for you has grown to be.

୨୧ PAIRING. dilf!taehyung x babysitter!reader

୨୧ GENRE. dilf au, age gap (23 & 37), dom!taehyung, single dad!taehyung, smut, angst

coming soon...

"and for you i keep my legs apart,"

adultery ✰ jeon jungkook

You were already feeling guilty for messing with a married man, so you didn't need him to confess his unacceptable and lewd feelings for you. Especially when he categorically refuses no for an answer.

୨୧ PAIRING. ceo!jungkook x university student!reader

୨୧ GENRE. infidelity au, age gap (25 & 31), mean dom!jungkook, smut, angst

coming soon...

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navybrat817 · 28 days

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The Dad Diaries: Grief

Pairing: Dad!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: Bucky explains grief to Jamie as best as he can when you need a minute to yourself. Word Count: Over 1.2k Warnings: Angst, hurt/comfort, touch of fluff, grief, loss of a friend, reflecting, talk of death, feels (it's me), Bucky Barnes (he's a warning and a dad, okay?). A/N: Another part to the The Dad Diaries . Hope you lovelies enjoy. ❤️ Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Bucky could hear your cries before he reached the bedroom, the sound causing a lump to form in his throat. He could picture you hastily wiping at your face when he knocked. You were in pain and it hurt him to know you were hurting. The worst part was that it wasn’t the kind of pain he could fix by patching it up. It was the kind of hurt that lingered beneath the surface before it clawed its way out.

Grief.

“Do you need anything, doll?” He asked.

“Just give me a minute, please!” You called out, your voice close to sounding like your normal self. You were trying your best to be strong when what you needed was a moment to break. People didn’t realize the weight of the things they carried until they buckled under them.

And you didn’t need to be strong all the time.

“Mama?” Jamie asked, reaching a hand out toward the door.

Bucky kissed the top of his head. “Mama needs a minute,” he whispered before he held him against his chest. He hoped his smell and steady heart beat soothed him. “She’ll snuggle up with you soon, okay?”

If anything could make you feel better apart from being in his arms, it was having your son nuzzle against you.

Jamie made a small sound, his lower lip trembling. “Mama,” he said again.

Bucky didn’t take it to heart that his son wanted you. He understood that there were days when he’d want his dad and other days he’d want his mom and times when he’d want both of you. If anything, he felt proud that his son wanted to go to you. Maybe he sensed that you needed support and love.

“I know you want your mama,” he said, carrying him back to the living room. “But you are stuck with me for another minute.”

Jamie moved his head, his eyes set in a stubborn stare. He looked so much like you at that moment, demanding with a look to know what was the matter and how to fix it. What could he say?

“Jamie, you know how you have your Uncle Steve and Uncle Sam and Aunt Nat and everyone else?” He asked, a sad smile touching his lips at the happy look in his little boy’s eyes at the mention of his friends. He wanted his child to hold onto that innocence for as long as he could. “Well, your mama had a friend who was going to be like an aunt to you, too.”

Was. Past tense. Because your friend recently passed away. You wondered if she knew how important she was to you. If she knew how she impacted your life. She was too young in your eyes to go. Still had so many things she wanted to do. While death is fair in that it comes for everyone, it doesn’t always feel fair when someone you care for is taken away too soon.

The one thing you were thankful for was that she was no longer in pain.

“Mama’s friend, your aunt, isn’t here anymore. She misses her and she’s sad that she’s gone.”

“Mama sad?” Jamie repeated, his eyes wide.

“Yeah, Nugget. She’s very sad. Grieving. And grief is… so many things,” Bucky explained, swallowing a bit as he felt a crack in his heart. “It’s loss and mourning. It’s love that you carry inside and it no longer has a place to go.”

Jamie gazed at him, soaking up every word. His son was too young to hear something like this. Too precious. But if life taught him anything, it’s that it was too short and there was no guarantee of tomorrow.

“Some days the grief comes out of nowhere. You never really know when it’ll happen or why. You may hear a song you’ve heard dozens of times before or catch a scent of something familiar and it triggers a memory or feeling,” he told him, kissing his forehead again because he needed to ground himself. “You think you’re fine and then you fall apart.”

That was exactly what had happened a few minutes prior. You were smiling one moment as the three of you sat in the living room and the next you burst into tears before you rushed out. Bucky wished like hell he could’ve manifested your sadness into something tangible so he could snuff it out. It wasn’t his battle to fight, but he could be by your side to wipe the tears away if you let him. Or whisper words of care. Or to say nothing at all. Some didn’t always want to hear words of comfort or hope when they just needed to feel.

He would be there to give you whatever you needed or asked for.

“It’s okay to feel those feelings, Jamie. I get sad, too. There’s no timeline for healing or grieving. It takes as long as it takes. And we’re lucky in a way to feel things so strongly,” he told him. You were always understanding and patient on his off days. He more than lucked out by having you as his wife. “You know what your Uncle Vis says grief is? That it’s love persevering,” he added, bouncing him a bit to make him smile. It put a smile on his face, too. “And your mama has so much love to give.”

“So do you.”

Bucky looked toward the doorway where you stood. Bloodshot and puffy eyes, but with a small smile on your beautiful face. He wanted to hold you and remind you that you weren’t alone. “Hey,” he said as Jamie reached for you. “I think he wants to cheer you up.”

“Is that right? Well, I think a snuggle with my boys is just the thing I need,” you said as you took a seat beside Bucky and took Jamie into your arms. “Sorry I rushed off like that.”

“Don’t be,” Bucky whispered. He had plenty of moments where he needed to step away and compose himself when his thoughts got too loud. “We just want you to be okay,” he added, kissing your temple before Jamie grabbed your face.

“Mama no sad,” he said, forcing your cheeks up in a smile. The sight almost brought tears to Bucky’s eyes because it was so simple and heartfelt. “No sad.”

You giggled, a soft sound, before it erupted into full blown laughter. It soothed the crack he felt earlier in his heart. The room felt brighter, especially when Jamie joined in with the laughter. “Not sad, Nugget,” you assured him before you looked at your husband, love shining through like always. “Not anymore.”

The grief from your loss would come again in waves. Just like the days Bucky mourned the parts of his life he lost and couldn’t get back. Some days were harder than others, especially when regret and “what if’s” came to mind, but the important thing was that neither of you allowed yourselves to live alone or lose yourselves in grief. Not when there was so much to be thankful for.

You felt what you needed to feel. You asked for help and leaned on each other. And you carried on together.

Because what is grief, if not love persevering?

I lost more than one loved one recently and writing this helped me process some of the loss. We all need someone like Bucky. Love and thanks for reading. ❤️

Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

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moonchild1 · 9 months

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jeon jungkook fic rec list (Ⅷ)

it's finally here! i've been working on this list for so long and honestly with the release of seven i had to reorganize it but it's finally ready soooo here's a list of the fics i've been reading lately, honestly i loved every single one of them and enjoyed it so much and i would sell my soul to get a chance to read them all over again, i've been exploring way more and reading genres i haven't read before so i am so excited to post this list, i've grown attached to alot of the series so i'm beyond excited seeing how they all play out but i hope you all connect and fall for the fics as well and experience that excitement too... remember to follow, like, comment and give lots of love to our talented writers they deserve so much love and support i mean look at all the magic they share with us!! and check out their masterlists too you might find your faves as well... as you know majority if not all the fics i rec contain smut so no minors allowed and also dni. i love that you guys have been sending me recs and questions i love hearing from you so please do keep sharing them and asking... stay happy and healthy everyone and enjoy the list till next time 💘🖤

a- angst s- smut f-fluff

series

employed by @personasintro f s a (ceo au slow burn e2l) updates on wattpad

seven days by @/kithtaehyung f s a (fuckboy jk roommate to lovers)

candles & flames by @taegularities f s a (enemies to lovers royal/regency au fuckboy jk)

ego season by @sparklingchim s (jock jk fwb brothers best friend college au)

the lucky one by @babystrcandy f s a (rivals/enemies to lovers childhood friends)

bangtan scouts by @hisunshiine f s a (fantasy au college au friends to lovers)

seven days by @/hisunshiine f s a (brothers best friend age gap fwb)

bloodline by @jjkeverlast s a (fwb au slow burn college au)

seven days a week by @/jjkeverlast f s a (fwb au college au)

dextrocardia by @jeonstudios f s a (officer au undercover fake marriage e2l)

drown for you by @/jeonstudios f s a (siren au)

as we were by @archivedkookie s a (infidelity au marriage au slow burn) ft yoongi

secret slut by @jeonsweetpea s (office au assistant jk)

moonstruck by @/jeonsweetpea s a (supernatural au slow burn e2l based on the vampire diaries and legacies)

angel’s trumpet by @hansolmates f a (idol au supernatural au)

timing by @spideyjimin f s a (dad jk past lovers au)

full stop by @1oserjk f a (divorce au parents au)

spicy n sweet by @thvhoe s a (boxer au established relationship)

the princess and the rockstar by @httpknjoon f a (rockstar au royalty au)

redamancy by @lesgetittkookie f s a (rich girl au s2l)

the ability to fathom by @hanniwrites f s a (brothers best friend idiots to lovers pining college au virgin au)

denial by @girlygguk f s a (idol au fwb brothers best friend)

safety net by @pradaksj f s a (boxer au e2l)

the forgotten spaces by @oddinary4bts f s a (slow burn e2l dancer au college au)

sinful lust by @oddinary4bts s a (threesome au) ft. boyfriend myg

over wine by @koocycle f s a (marriage au)

friday nights and take-out by @ahundredtimesover f s a (idol au s2l)

blackout by @jjungxkook f s (bf2l roommate college au)

the damsel & her knight by @jimilter f a (chaebol au ceo jk e2l)

at your service by @untaemedqueen f s a (escort au s2l ceo au)

pr disaster by @ughcore f s a (e2l actor au fake dating)

aphrodite in war by @jungblue f s a (frat boy au fake dating roommates e2l)

to err is to love by @jungkookschin f a (exes au dilf au ceo au)

live through this by @starshapedkookie s a (exes frenemies to lovers band au)

my love is here by @solemnreads f s a (unrequited love best friends slow burn)

clash by @matchagator f s a (neighbours slice of life e2l)

to what we were before, and all the things after by @orchidyoonkook f s a (prince jk s2l f2l slow burn college au)

one-shot

devoted to trouble by @/jeonsweetpea f s (spiderkook)

accidental roommates by @/jjkeverlast f s a (dilf au roommates to lover e2l)

calling you cool by @/kithtaehyung f s a (rockstar au s2l)

college nights, diner fights by @/hisunshiine f s a (e2l waiter au)

love is gone by @jeonbunnie s a (established relationship break up au)

the boy with galaxies in his eyes by @/oddinary4bts f s a (idol au fuckboy au fwb tattoo artist au)

no longer strangers by @soft4gguk f s (summer love strangers 2 lovers)

the hating game by @sxtaep s a (e2l lawyer au)

what if i love you too much? by @taleasnewastime f s a (single mom au neighbours to lovers)

jasmine by @/btssmutgalore f s (friends to lover shy jk) on ao3

please don’t go by @httpjungkookcom f a (spider kook childhood best friends)

boy's a Liar by @/thvhoe f s a (best friends bf e2l college au)

masked by @flymetothejoon s a (drummer jk s2l)

lonely hearts club by @joonbird s a (tattoo artist dystopian au)

this is how you fall in love by @jeonqkooks f s a (rockstar au established relationship)

freak-quency by @gukslut f s (rockstar au s2l)

boots by @/gukslut f s (rockstar au)

wake up call by @junghelioseok s (established relationship)

orange tulips by @kainks f s a (soulmate au reincarnation)

skirt chaser by 1kook s (f2l college au)

blueberry haze by @caelesjjk s (drummer au s2l)

cabin fever by @jeongi f s a (ex best friends unrequited love)

the millionaire and his lover by @gukyi f s a (f2l ceo au fake dating one sided love)

take what’s yours (and stay) by @kidguk f s a (f2l s2l pinning)

overtime by @cupofteaguk f s (ceo au boss au)

↬looking for other jjk fics or the other members check out my library

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roseyrays · 1 year

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# ENHYPEN SMAU RECS 💖

# RIKI

# more time with you! — by @yenqa, it’s very CUTE and the ANGST is scrumptious :))

# love dive — by @tzyuki, RIKIY/N ARE SO CUTE

# love is (not) easy! — by @kynrki, riki smau, THE ANGST RHAHAHA MADE ME CRY BUT I LOVE IT

# shoot! — by @amakumos, again ADORABLE and THE FLUFF (rikiy/n is what i want in an relationship), can’t believe you can find the love of your life in genshin

# cupid’s corner — by @amakumos, ANOTHER GREAT SMAU, ITS JUST SO CUTE & RIKIY/N MAKES ME WANNA JUMP OFF A BRIDGE

# trial and error — by @kyyuri, AGHHHH, again rikiy/n>>the world

# beat the allegations — by @woonierkiz (aka my mutual), it only has two chapters for now BUT AHHHHHHHHH

# don’t date my brother — by @mosinterlude , LOVED HOW YOU ADDED KONON AND THE ANGST 🤌🤌, also love the fact that it has some idol’s sisters (and brother) <33

# soulmate tracker — by @son4taa, i remember reading this a while back but forgot about it im sorry 😭😭, ITS VERY GOOD THOUGH

# 💌 c u p i d 💘 — by @roseyrays (aka me!), yes this is self promoting 🤌🤌

# ( 尤も ) natural — by @ifearjwn, NOT THE PADDLE BOARD, y/n simps 🫵😁, love u riki, can’t wait for more chapters!

# oh, ni-ki you’re so fine! — by @aernx ,made by mutual! ,sooha jumpscare 😟, NI-KI SO CUTE

# JUNGWON

# stuck by glue — by @yyunari, WINX CLUB AU!, me when y/nwon 💖💖

# mint chocolate shirt — by @wonieleles, i love me some one-sided rivalry, won just stop being mean and kiss her already 🙄

# idol crush! — by @enhas-bestie, I WANT TO PUNCH THE ANTIS SO BAD

# whats after like?! — by @haew0nz, i forgot about what happened 😭, will reread but ik it’s good!!

# cat hotline ♡ — by @faelyncore, CATS AND LOVE=FAV

# wr⩇ng r⩇⩇m! — by @soov, SO CUTE SHSJSJSJSJ

# our beloved leaders — by @tzyuki, yes i just binged the whole smau today, f that zira anti fr, Y/NWON 😔😔🩷🩷

# JUNGWON & RIKI

# pick me! — by @urszn, YUUURRRRR

# SUNOO

(i only read one 😭 please recommend me some)

# ykwim? — by @astrae4, still only has a few chapters but i love it already 💖💖

# SUNGHOON

(i only read one 😭 please recommend me some)

# vlive confession — by @starjaeyun, ITS JUST SO AHH, waiting for more chapters 💖💖

# JAKE

# paper rings — by @117luv, the kids are adorable ❤️❤️, when he changed his user 💀

# dad diaries — by @117luv, spinoff of paper rings, cute ☹️❤️❤️

# hey prez!! ✰ — by @yeeunjia, on hiatus but really good ❤️

# rink of love — by @pagesofmiracles, so cute 😭😭🩷🩷

# JAY

unfortunately didn’t read a jay one yet 🫠 will read after i’m done with this

# HEESEUNG

# dear, heeseung — by @jungwnies, will reread ❤️, it’s cute too

# twitter sucks! — by @filmbyjy, the comedy here LMAO, riki in this is literally me

# curious cat — by @heerocks, AHHHH 💖

# JUST ADDED

# don’t date my brother — by @mosinterlude, LOVED HOW YOU ADDED KONON AND THE ANGST 🤌🤌, also love the fact that it has some idol’s sisters (and brother) <33

# soulmate tracker — by @son4taa, i remember reading this a while back but forgot about it im sorry 😭😭, ITS VERY GOOD THOUGH

# rink of love — by @pagesofmiracles, so cute 😭😭🩷🩷

# our beloved leaders — by @tzyuki, yes i just binged the whole smau today, f that zira anti fr, Y/NWON 😔😔🩷🩷

# 💌 c u p i d 💘 — by @roseyrays (aka me!), yes this is self promoting 🤌🤌

# ( 尤も ) natural — by @ifearjwn, NOT THE PADDLE BOARD, y/n simps 🫵😁, love u riki, can’t wait for more chapters!

# oh, ni-ki you’re so fine! — by @aernx ,made by mutual! ,sooha jumpscare 😟, NI-KI SO CUTE

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zutaramonth · 1 month

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Zutara month 2024 Prompts

Reluctant Allies

Diary/Journal

Meet Ugly/Cute

Ashes

Katara kept her scars

Sun Warrior Zuko

Divine Intervention

Actors AU

“You’re Married?!”

Secret

“Mom & Dad are fighting again”

Kiss at Midnight

Breakup/Exes

Exposed

Scarf

Injury Recovery

Reality TV AU

Alter-egos

Rumors

Accidental Kissing

Wrong Blind Dates

Disaster

No War AU

“I wanted to, but…”

First Responders AU

Drunk

“Shall we?”

Rival School Teachers AU

Brightest in the Dark

Time Loop/Time Travel

Reincarnation

Due to the high number of similar prompts that were voted for and for the sake of variety, some prompts have been modified to be more inclusive.

Special thanks to @origo-tentaculum for the graphic

#zutara month 2024

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ew-selfish-art · 8 months

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Dpxdc Au: Dani has taken up letter writing on her adventures around the world! It gives Danny something to look forward to even if he can just text or call her… wait why is she spending so much time in Gotham??

Danny was thrilled that his clone sister had taken to writing letters as part of her travels- sure he could always give her phone a ring but this was so much cuter! She always included little drawings of things she’d seen and it was obvious that she was using letter writing as a way to reflect.

Jazz had mentioned that it was probably kind of like diary writing being good self-reflection time… Danny kind of zoned out during that lecture turned instruction manual, but he’s still super excited everytime a new letter shows up! Plus it’s not like his mom or dad ever check the mailbox.

Her letter last time was all about Gotham and the creepy heroes she talked to while she was there. It had a lot of details but Danny just figured she must have thought a lot about it with her own connection to having powers and using them for good. He’s hoping that she chose to go to metropolis or even Central City next but he opens the next letter and… Gotham.

She’s still in Gotham. Apparently she really likes the creepy heroes now, and she totally saved their butts on a mission. Huh, well, okay. It’s not like Danny is going to tell her to move on, cause the city’s most famous anti-power aka anti-meta advocate is hanging out with her according to her letters… whatever. He gives her a call but she says she’s in the middle of a board game night and will call him back.

2 weeks go by and a new letter arrives- checking the postage- she’s still in Gotham!!! She’s staying with a family that she really likes and thinks Danny would like as well, they have all his favorite video games and the food doesn’t even fight back! Danny is starting to get a bit anxious but… he’s glad she’s getting some semblance of normalcy.

Next few letters are detailing her life with this family and then in the last one she calls the oldest kid “Big Brother Energy times 1,000” and it makes Danny come to a realization.

Holy shit- Dani’s been adopted!!

He immediately flies to Gotham to inspect this family and what the heck? Why are they being so nice to him?? He’s trying to interrogate them!! Dani stop helping them!! He doesn’t need to also be adopted!! Ugh!!

#dcxdp #dpxdc #danny phantom #dc x dp #dp x dc #dc crossover #dp crossover #ehehehe #just Dani doing her own thing and Danny slowly realizing that she’s been adopted #the batfam for sure saw her traveling alone as unhealthy and slowly integrated her into their lives #like she’s overpowered as shit and she needs a support system of course they’re gunna provide it #then they learn about Danny and how he’s being hunted by the fentons (why she didn’t stay in amity)#Jazz leaves for college and cuts all ties by the time she’s 18 and then turns to danny like ‘your turn’

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joelmillerisapunk · 3 months

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↳ Hello, starshine, and welcome to my lil blog. I hope you enjoy your time here. Please read the warnings before reading any of my fics. I hope you can find your cup of tea below. This blog is a safe space for everyone. Hop on in my inbox, let's be friends. And a big tysm to @cafekitsune and @saradika-graphics for the dividers 💚

↳ About me: I'm Odette, she/they, too bi to function (👀), I own a farm and rescue the sweetest cows. Basically, living Joel's sheep rancher dreams. K bye love you.

↳ Discord: Come join my discord server, open to every corner of the PPCU. Join us here

My personal discord is open to anyone as well under the same name as my tumblr username.

Joel Miller

my dirty little secret ~ bfd/daddy!Joel

↳ summary: Joel's tired of being hard all the fucking time while you're around and gives you a taste of your own medicine.

I'll never stop makin' you feel this good ~bfd/dom!Joel

↳ summary: After returning to your hometown, you reconnect with your childhood friend Sarah and her father Joel, a retired firefighter. As you spend time with him, you can't deny the spark between you, and soon you find yourself on a date with Joel, where things quickly heat up and the chemistry between you becomes impossible to ignore.

who's your daddy? ~ daddy!Joel

↳ summary: You're feeling down after a long week of unsuccessful dating app swipes, but Joel's "daddy effect" makes you feel desired and loved. You spend the night at his mansion, basking in his attention and care.

dirty daddy ~daddy/dbf!Joel

↳ summary: Congratulations, you've just earned yourself a daddy, albeit not for being a good girl.

crush ~ dbf!Joel

↳ summary: You find a way to have your way with your best friends dad

you got me thinkin' nonsense ~ dbf!Joel

↳ summary: Joel's asked to watch you and your parents' house while they're away, and boy, does he take watching you seriously.

without warning ~ dbf, creepy!Joel

↳ summary: You find yourself in an unexpected situation with Joel, your family's friend, and longtime acquaintance. But when the dust settles, you're left wondering if things will ever be the same between you two again. Will you be able to move past this moment, or will it forever change your relationship with Joel?

bad idea, right? ~ dad's boss!Joel

↳ summary: The thrill of sneaking around and the intense physical pleasure are difficult to forget, but the guilt and shame that accompany them can not be ignored. You find yourself questioning whether your actions were justified and whether you should risk it again.

pregame play ~ dbf/dom!joel

↳ summary: During a game day gathering at your house, one thing leads to another, and you find yourself in the bathroom with Joel Miller, one of your dads best friends. As you cross the goal line, you're with a newfound understanding of your own desires

candy hearts ~ outbreak!joel x reader

↳ summary: You find Joel the perfect Valentine's gift

unbelievable ~ mechanic!Joel x reader

↳ summary: The 'I can fix more than your car' trope

a sweet arrangement ~ sugardaddy!Joel

tell em you found a lil' something too fresh ~ dealer!Joel

↳ Summary: You sign up for a sugar daddy app. What's the worst that could happen?

↳ summary: You find yourself seeking out Joel, the local weed dealer, and ice cream man. What follows is an unexpected and thrilling encounter, leaving you with a bag of top-shelf weed and a story you'll never forget.

free use, full plate ~Joel x reader

↳ summary: Joel takes out his frustration on your pussy after a long day at work.

divide my legs like a mathematician ~dbf!Joel x virgin!reader

↳ summary: Joel takes your virginity by the pool

girl next door ~ neighbor!Joel

↳ summary: Joel finds himself overwhelmed by the desire to possess something that belongs to you, leading him to indulge in a secret fantasy.

Sugar Daddy AU Masterlist

↳ summary: You sign up for a sugar daddy dating app, what's the worst that could happen?

Soft!Daddy Travel Diaries AU

↳ summary: you find comfort and care in the arms of an older lover, feeling safe and loved in their presence. And then he fucks you around the world.

Beach Daddy Masterlist

↳ Summary: You go on the vacation of a lifetime aboard your friend Sarah's yacht, but when you get there, you discover Sarah is engaged to your ex-boyfriend.

The only good thing about this trip is Joel. He's kind, considerate, and handsome. And you think he might be interested in you too. But he just so happens to be Sarah's dad.

#joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x reader #tommy miller fanfiction #tlou fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfiction #tlou #joel miller smut #joel miller #about my blog

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