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Being Ted's little sister
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Author's Note: I wrote this a while ago and even though I probably won't write any HIMYM stuff in the near future, I don't wanna let this headcanons go to waste... So enjoy!
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He's always very considerate, thoughtful and understanding. Though he does crack a lot of jokes when you're trying to tell him a story, he knows his limits.
He gives the best advice... Not in fashion, though.
He definitely has a soft spot for you
He never lets you near Barney. Never.
Definitely gives you his jacket when it's cold which you found very odd because he never does that before
If you're having a bad day or if there's something going on with you, he'll know before anyone else notices
And if you are having a bad day, he usually takes you out to your favorite place (either a restaurant or a bar) to cheer you up
You can't wrap your head around the fact that you both used to scream at each other’s faces when you both were teenagers, but now you guys are so caring for each other
Even Marshall and Lily were very confused about how calm and loving you both are now, compared to a few years ago when you guys are still in college
But you both still roast each other very often
If a guy ever breaks your heart, he's not afraid to throw hands (with the help of Marshall, of course)
When you're feeling gloomy or needed a shoulder to cry on, Ted would be the first person to come to mind. Same thing goes to him.
You never realized after all those years, he actually gives you the best hugs. It's always comforting to you.
The presence of him always seems calming to you. It's like you know he can protect you, and he always will.
When it comes to you, he's never hesitant to apologize first
He's the first person to show up when you're sick
Even though you both used to fight and argue a lot when you were younger, now you both realized how important and how you both love each other so much
Since the only Mosby living in New York are you and Ted, he has become the person you trust most
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windtooweem · 1 year
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They/them reader
Romantic
Tw! Gun,
Robin x Reader headcannons
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As we know she hates cringey nicknames like shmoo and making yours or her name sound stupid
As much as she loves her friends she doesn’t want them to meet you because they can be interesting
She gets jealous kinda easily and always denies it
Cuddles while watching Tv or a movie is common
She’s ok with PDA like she’ll wrap her arm around your shoulders and give you kisses time to time
Ted and Barney got really jealous when you and Robin started dating
She will teach you how to shoot a gun so you can defend yourself
She’s afraid to let her walls down so she doesn’t share much of herself until she feels comfortable
Lily and Marshal are the biggest supporters of the relationship and are also the nosy parents
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amiadeadpoet · 5 months
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and when they're exhausted, that’s the end for my fucking nurse complex (not a good thing, trust me)
anyway, i have a long list if you're not satisfied.
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gfmaximoff · 8 months
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Kate: You live in Russia, right?
Yelena, drunk: All right, first of all, my parents live in Russia.
Yelena: I live in the moment.
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taintedcigs · 5 months
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eddie who takes care of you when you're sick :( making u a soup even though he has no idea what tf he's doing :(:( he hand feeds u :( doesn't let you get up for anything bc he can do it all for u !!!!!! he gives u kisses. everywhere. even when u tell him he shouldn't bc he could also catch a cold he doesn't care.
"eds, stop, you're gonna catch a cold!!" you whine, trying to dodge him but with a tut his hands wrap around your cheeks, making you look up at him. soft gaze matching yours. "i don't give a fuck sweetheart, c'mere. you really think i can spend a second without kissin' my pretty girl?" soft kisses plastered all over your face and your cold lips, warming :( you :( up :( instantly :((
and like four days later. ofc eddie gets sick bc he continuously kissed you. so now you're taking care of him as he's wrapped in a blanket, nose all runny and red, cheeks a pale color, and he takes a small sip from the soup you made him, that boy-ish grin sitting on his lips. "totally worth it," he murmurs with a coarse tone.
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fandomnerd9602 · 1 year
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Wanda: I don’t know. I feel like I wanna do something stupid today.
Natasha: Y/N’s stupid. A downright idiot.
Y/N: what the-?! I can’t tell if you’re trying to set me up or put me down.
Natasha: what I want is a little Natalie and you two are perfect for each other! And would make the most adorable kids!
Y/N:
Wanda: wanna go out with me, Y/N?
Y/N: oh yeah
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fannyspammy · 1 year
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Masterlist!
🍯 Fluff
🌶 18+
🫧 Reader favourite!
🐚 New!
Jack Thompson x Reader
Distraction 🌶
Night Shift 🌶
Barney Stinson x Reader
Fixing the Yips 🌶
Adam Warlock x Reader
Firsts Series
Butterflies 🍯🫧 [the first time he told you he had feelings for you]
Kiss Me, You Idiot 🍯 [y/n is Adam’s first kiss]
Tell Me More 🌶🫧 [Adam is aroused for the first time]
Like a Gold Statue 🌶 [y/n helps Adam unwind for the first time]
We’re Okay 🍯 [Adam & y/n disagree for the first time]
Indestructable 🍯🐚 [Adam tells y/n he loves her for the first time]
coming soon… 🌶
coming soon… 🌶
Minho (TMR) x Reader
Firsts with Minho
Tease 🍯 [the first time Minho admits he’s attracted to y/n]
Third Row Back 🌶
Loki x Reader
coming soon…
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yelenabemylova · 1 year
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maria hill masterlist
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Softie- agent hill may seem intimidating to everyone else, but she’ll always soften up for you
Flu (Natasha x Maria x Reader) - you have the flu, but luckily your girlfriends are more than willing to take care of you
Bathtime- a really fluffy post mission bath with your girlfriend
cobie smulders masterlist
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Quarantine- scenarios of you and Cobie being quarantined together
Headcanons- dating headcanons
Hugs and Kisses- showing up at your girlfriend’s house with a rose and chocolates
Awake- a drabble of waking up next to her
Hug- a drabble where you just need a hug
Paparazzi- a drabble where the paparazzi are following you both
Heartbroken- a drabble where cobie comforts you while you go through a breakup
Together- a drabble in which cobie falls in love with you
Hurt- a drabble where Cobie said something she didn’t mean and comforts you
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siennafrxst · 10 months
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↳ fate 𖤐𓈒࣪₊˚
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pairing: barney stinson x female reader
universe: how I met your mother (HIMYM)
word count: 1.1k words
cw: cringe 😍
click here to read the sequel.
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As Barney swirls the whiskey in his glass, he scans the room to hunt for his next unsuspecting prey. In other words, the next woman he was gonna gaslight into having sex with. (💀)
Then, his eyes land on someone across the bar, sitting all alone by herself. Intrigued, he slowly approaches her while coming up with another one of his inane backstories to entice his victim as per usual.
But then, to his surprise, she turns to face him. “Hey, you need to try this.”
Slightly taken aback, Barney stares blankly at the drink in her hands, not expecting her to be the one to initiate conversation. “Are you trying to get me drunk?”
She lightheartedly frowns at his response. “No, I just want you to take a little sip. And no, I promise I didn’t drug it either. Here.” She takes a sip from her glass as proof, as though reading his inner thoughts.
Convinced yet still slightly bewildered, he shrugs. “Alright, fine; gimme.”
She hands him over the drink as he sets his down before promptly taking a sip, his eyes widening at the unfamiliar taste.
“Woah, that’s-“
“I know, right?”
He smiles softly at the grin on her face, seeming to lighten up his mood. “I’m Barney, by the way.” He reaches out a polite hand.
“I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you.” She takes his hand in hers and shakes it.
“It’s my pleasure. So, what’s a pretty lady like you sitting all alone in a bar?“
“And if I told you that I was waiting for someone?”
Barney lets out a scoff. “Then you wouldn’t have been wearing that frown on your face earlier.”
Y/N shrugs, knowing that he wasn’t wrong. “Fair enough. You want the honest, boring answer?”
He nods. “Try me.”
“I’m here to blow off some steam. I’ve been trying to find a job for weeks now. Can’t even nail a decent interview.” She chuckles softly, shaking her head to herself. “And what about you? Tall, blond guy in a brooding suit. What’s your reason?”
Barney sighs. “Do you want the honest, not-so-boring answer?”
“Try me.”
He slowly leans in closer, as though he was about to share an important secret. “I was sent as a spy from the future to warn about the upcoming rapture one thousand years from now. And the only way to save the world is-“
“Let me guess, to have sex with you?” she cuts him off, clearly not amused.
Barney blinks his eyes innocently, surprised at her sudden question. “What? Pssh, no,” he says, seemingly appalled. “Do you want to?”
Y/N rolls her eyes at the desperate man. “Okay, I see, so the reason why you’re here is to hit on dumb blondes and gaslight them into having sex with you by using one of your inane backstories?”
“And it seems as though you’re not one of them.”
They smile at each other, both cockily in a way that was playful yet enticing.
“I’m curious, though… does that actually work?”
“Oh hell yeah, and that’s not even one of the craziest ones I’ve used.”
Her eyes widen slightly, now intrigued. “Really?”
Barney nods. “I could tell you more, but we may have to be here for hours.”
Y/N turns around to check the clock on a nearby wall before promptly facing him once more. “I got some time to spare.”
Barney smiles, satisfied with her answer. “That’s what I like to hear.”
He sits on the chair beside hers as he proceeds to tell her more about his desperate ploys.
To them, their conversation had only lasted for a few minutes, but the next thing they knew, the bar was already closing and they had to be personally kicked out by the bar owner for overstaying their welcome.
The two decided to walk around the city late at night, lights flickering past as the moon shone high above, seeming to follow them in their journey.
“Wait, what time is it?”
Barney checks the watch on his wrist, suddenly putting a halt to his movements in surprise. “Woah. It’s almost 2AM.”
She stops to stand beside him, her eyes widening. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah, we just spent like 4 hours talking to each other.”
“Huh.”
“Huh indeed.”
They both take a moment to stare at one another, the silence oddly comforting. When they were together, it was as if nobody else mattered. No one else was sharing the moments they had except for the two.
Y/N purses her lips before speaking up, finally breaking the silence. “Well then, I have to confess something before this night ends.”
He hums, signaling for her to continue.
“I don’t usually let some guy even go near me whenever I’m at a bar, sitting alone grumpily.”
He chuckles lightly.
“But… I actually enjoyed our little date that isn’t a date.”
He smiles, taking a subtle step closer towards her. “Well, I think every date that isn’t a date should end with a good night kiss.”
He leans in to connect their lips, but to his surprise, she leans away.
“Tell me, Barney, do you believe in fate?”
Barney — clearly disappointed — frowns at her sudden interruption. “No, not really.”
She simply smiles at his disgruntled expressions. “Well, I do, and if we’re meant to be, then we’ll see each other again.”
“So am I not getting my good night kiss or…?”
She chuckles at his little pout. “Look, if we ever cross paths again, then you can give it to me. No questions asked.”
“Why can’t I just give it to you now? I promise I’m a great kisser. I got like a hundred different girls who can attest to th-“
She puts a finger over his lips, shutting him up in an instant.
“Be patient. I promise, next time, I won’t make you wait one more second.”
“If there even will be a next time.”
Y/N frowns at him as she removes the finger on his lips, earning an eye roll from him.
“Fine, if you want to play hard to get, then so be it.”
She smiles. “Good.”
“At least let me walk you home. Where’d you say it was you lived again?”
She gives him a knowing look. “Haha, nice try,” she says in a sarcastic tone.
“Can’t blame a guy for trying. But seriously, you sure you’ll be okay? It’s pretty late, and New York is filled with all kinds of creeps.”
Y/N smiles at his worried expressions. “Yeah, I’ll be fine. I don’t live that far from here.”
Barney’s eyes light up, pointing a finger at her. “Aha! So you do live somewhere in this area.”
“I could also be messing with you.”
He rolls his eyes at her once more as she giggles at him.
“Good night, Barney.”
He returns the smile on her face. “Good night, Y/N.”
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this isn’t one of my best but I haven’t been posting in a while so… yeah. thanks for reading. x
click here to read the sequel.
likes and reblogs are vv appreciated.
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periprose · 11 months
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will you be writing more bucky?? i really liked therapy!!! :D
aw thank you anon!!
I will be writing more Bucky! I have a few AUs on him. I am kind of busy with life rn so you may not see it for a bit.
I'll be nice and let you know about them lol.
Boxer!Bucky x Ballerina!Reader
College AU, Bucky and Reader have to be roommates because there's no picking your roommates on campus housing (oh no!) will they wont they strangers to lovers, bonding over being athletic stuff, studying together, etc.
HIMYM Bucky Barnes AU
Based off of How I Met Your Mother, Bucky is a total playboy asshole like Barney Stinson. He sleeps around, and doesn't care for real relationships, until he meets the reader (taking on more of a Robin role). The fic is basically him telling their kids all about her. Also featuring Steve as Ted, Natasha as Lilly, and Bruce as Marshall. Also it will end with Bucky and Reader together (justice for robin x barney please!!)
I'm also still continuing my Peter Parker Florence Fic, too, but that one has a sequel in the works because I have too many ideas and I'm not ready to let go yet lol.
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Oops (Joe x Reader)
(I genuinely didn't think I started this that long ago, but I started this at the end of 2020 and it sat for a long time until I finished it last fall. Oh dear... a long time to wait for a dumb little hurt/comfort)
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Prompt: 1984, Dublin. You're part of the DL entourage that's playing some scrimmage football matches with a local band. You end up on the opposing team, causing some accidental consequences...
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Disorient and a sharp, throbbing pain were the only things you could feel. While you heard other people surrounding you- urgently trying to talk to you- all you could think to do was press your hands over your right eye, writhe, moan, and wait for the pain to subside.
"Hey, hey-" Mike's voice indicated he was kneeling by you on your left, "Easy now, how bad does it hurt?"
Joe was the next voice you heard as you felt him collapse to your right, "Fuck, Y/n! Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"
"Is she alright?" Mutt sounded like he was running to your location.
You were still focused on what Mike asked, and you groaned angrily at him, "Uggh- fuck...!"
"Shit!" Joe cursed again, "I'm sorry Y/n, it was an accident, I swear!"
"I knoooow-!" you growled at him. Not wanting to sound angry at him was your goal, but the sudden shock of the injury kicked your adrenaline up.
"Lemme see, can I see?" Mike tenderly touched one of your wrists. He let his other hand rest on your shoulder to keep you still.
Everyone now sounded like they were surrounding you; the rest of the band, the band's extended friend group, and even the opposite team. The game had obviously been put on pause the second you fell to the grass.
"What happened?" Phil had finally reached the scene of the action.
Joe immediately confessed, "My fuckin' elbow hit her- but I dunno how!"
You opened your healthy eye, and with a hiss, you allowed Mike to remove your stiff hold from your injured eye.
All those surrounding you hissed in return once the sight of your developing bruise was visible.
"Oh my god-" Joe's voice went higher and an intensely guilty frown piloted his facial expression.
Mutt noted, "That's only gonna get worse."
"Can you open it?" Mike asked.
"Nooo..." the whine was accompanied by you cautiously pressing a hand back to your injury, "I don't wanna try..."
Sav, who was nearby, turned on his heels and began to run towards the sidelines, "I'll grab some ice-"
"She's gonna have a shiner from that; we should probably get her to the hospital just to be safe- make sure nothin' broken," Phil was crouching down while warning them.
"I'll drive," Joe wasted no time to volunteer himself, "It's my fault she's hurt."
Mike stepped up also, "You're not going alone- someone's gotta be there in case she kills you."
"Yeah, she'll do it with one eye closed, too." Steve remarked. You wanted to laugh,  but found it hard to show anything other than pain.
"How bad is it, Y/n?" Rick was directly at your feet in front of you. He held up a few of his digits, "How many fingers?"
"Four," you grimaced.
"Well, she's not THAT bad."
"Y/n, I'm so sorry-" Joe helped you sit up with great caution- as if he were terrified of injuring you again, "I'm so sorry- I don't know how it happened! One second we were fightin' for the ball and the next-"
"Ughh just shut up, Joe!" you snapped at him, the throbbing in your head getting the better of you, "I know you didn't mean it- can't you just let it go for now?!"
"Kind of hard to not feel guilty when your eye's turnin' into a grape right in front of me-!"
You took your right hand off your swelling eye, and fumbled around to find his shoulder. Your nails dug into him almost instantly when you snarled, "Just shut up-! Help me now and I'll kill you later!"
Joe hissed when your nails broke his skin, "Alright-! That sounds like a deal..."
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Mike and Joe sat next to each other in the ER waiting room some time later. Each were looking down at their hands, but Joe was looking more at the contents he held in his hands. Every flower and half-wilted flower in the bouquet he grasped nervously glared up at him, mimicking his anxiety and remorse.
"I elbowed Y/n in the eye." he declared to no one in a tone of unfortunate acceptance, "I gave my sweetest and most tender friend a black eye."
"C'mon, Joe," Mike tried to cheer him with a little sarcasm, "Do you really think she's still your friend?"
The singer looked up at him with guilty horror lacing his eyes. 
"I'm kidding!" Mike assured him with a chuckle, "But seriously, you're gonna have to get more than flowers for her if you think you can patch this up with a present or two."
Joe gazed back downwards at his bouquet like a lost puppy, "Don't rub it in. It was an accident- and I'm STILL not sure how it happened!"
"I briefly saw it, actually. You were both scramblin' for the ball, Y/n slipped, and at the same time you were 'tryna nudge her away with your elbow, you just so happened to catch her eye while she fell."
Joe let his head hang in shame. 
"It was a one in a million accident, mate" Mike patted his back, "I'm sure she understands. In fact, she does, and she already told you so. So there shouldn't be any hard feelings."
"I'll believe that when she proves it."
Just then, a nurse approached the pair of them, "Y/n said she'd like to see 'The King of Offensive Offense'?"
Joe sighed, standing up with his head still lowered, "That would be me."
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The nurse opened the door, and your head lifted up to see Joe walk in with a bouquet in both hands. He was reluctant to look at you, but after a brief lingering second, he lifted his head. For an instant, you saw his guilty green puppy eyes staring up at you.
Immediately, however, he let out a short cackle and covered his mouth right away. 
You just stared at him with disappointment, arms crossed. The eyepatch on your face limited the invisible pain you wanted to send to him. 
"I'm sorry-" Joe tried to mitigate his laughter and failed, "I wasn't expecting the-"
Instead of saying anything or smacking him like you wanted to, you simply lifted up your eyepatch. That seemed to shut his happy ass up.
"...eyepatch," he gasped with his now-fallen face. He stared in horror at the large, purple, swollen mess over your eyelids. 
He watched you stare at him with intense contempt, and saw your face slowly contort as you began to cry.
"No, no-!" he panicked and rushed to your side, tossing the flowers aside in the process, "No, don't cry, Y/n!"
Taking you in a side hug, he kept sputtering off as his own voice cracked, "Please don't cry-! I didn't mean to hurt you- I swear I didn't- and I'm so fucking sorry this happened-! I'll do anything I can to make it up to you, I'll do anything to..."
Joe lost his train of thought, as he noticed something different about you; your "crying" had turned into laughter. He broke the hug and watched you cackle to yourself, black eye and all. 
"I'm sorry-" you laughed to him, "I just had to make you feel a little worse!"
He only sighed with relief and put his face in his hands, "Yeah, okay... I definitely deserved that."
"I know it was an accident, hun," you patted his shoulder, "But I'm never playing football with you again."
"You're really good, you know."
"At football?"
"No," he shook his head, "At acting. You almost had me cryin', too."
"That was the point." 
"I know, I know, I deserved it," he nervously rubbed the back of his head, "But are you okay, though? Is anything wrong with your eye?"
You gently smiled and shook your head, "No, everything's alright, miraculously. You get to live another day."
He sighed in great relief, "Oh thank god- I mean that you're alright- not that... you're not gonna murder me for this."
"Get my other eye and maybe I will."
Joe picked up the bouquet he'd carried in and handed it to you once more. You took it this time and squinted down at the blossoms in it, then squinted up at him.
"Of course you picked these flowers."
"What makes you say that?" his head innocently tilted.
You deadpanned to him, "...I'm allergic to these."
He gasped and snatched them away from you, "Fucking- are you serious!?"
You began cackling this time, "I'm kidding! I just love messin' with you. Give em here."
Joe hung his head and outstretched the bundle of flowers again, "Oh boy, I'm in for a long guilt trip, aren't I?"
Taking the flowers and holding them under your chin, you grinned from under your eyepatch, "Yes, yes you are."
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mviswidow · 2 years
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if u send requests for yelena, maria hill, or natasha OR BLACKHILL <3333 i’ll bake u cookies 😁🫶
OR ROBIN SCHERBATSKY MY BELOVED
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amiadeadpoet · 6 months
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why is ted mosby so underrated???? fanfics on him are literally nowhere...
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gfmaximoff · 8 months
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Tony: Think of me as Yoda.
Tony: But instead of being little and green, I wear suits and I’m awesome.
Tony: I’m your bro!
Tony: I’m Broda!
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gonzo-rella · 3 months
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I'm sick again, so I'm chilling in bed, bored out of my mind lmao. If anyone wants me to write any more sick!reader hcs or ficlets, let me know! Last time, I wrote some Yellowjackets, Community and Dead Poets Society hcs and a Kim Pine ficlet. My fandom list will indicate the things and characters I'm up for writing about.
(Feel free to enquire about fandoms that aren't on the list! If you follow me on my personal/fandom account @mx-piggy you'll probably see that I've reblogged a lot of stuff relating to fandoms that I haven't added to my list probably because I've assumed no one will request anything based on it. And, I'd be happy to check out stuff that you'd be interested in reading fics about. Also, I'm currently watching the Boys (I'm on season 2), Hazbin Hotel, the Walking Dead (I'm on season 3) and Scott Pilgrim Takes Off, so once I finish them I'll probably add them to the list, too.)
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terry-perry · 2 years
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Steven: Oi, lads, see that girl?
Jake: Oh, yeah. You just know she likes it dirty.
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