#hook x ariel

[heliads]

whilst requests are open I have an idea to put forth after years of us discussing this man. Harry Hook x reader based on 'the way I loved you' by taylor swift. Childhood friends to lovers, to strangers to lovers again mayhaps? idk babes. Love you though, I hope your requests don't get out of hand again so you can stay stress-free!

eva i love you for sending this in, please let me talk about harry hook. he's insane and i cannot get enough of him

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You are lying on your bed in a dorm room in Auradon Prep, and if you close your eyes, you can almost convince yourself that you’re somewhere else entirely. Your roommate hung a lantern in the window, and with the glass pane cracked halfway, the light sways back and forth on the ceiling, painting shifting golden silhouettes on the perfectly painted ceiling. If you let the present world fade into the corners of your consciousness, you can pretend there are flaws in the endless pristine magnificence. You could even pretend that you aren’t on the continent at all.

No daughter of a princess should ever be anywhere but in Auradon. That’s the way it should have been, but you ran the second you got the chance and ended up amongst criminals and sons of thieves instead of with other prettily polished girls. Is it a terrible thing to admit that you miss it more than anything?

You shouldn’t, that’s the worst part. You left them willingly. As time passes, though, you’re starting to think that what you thought was one great fight with the so-called lowlifes of this world might have been the greatest time of your life. It’s like fording a raging river; while you’re in the thick of the waves, you think you might drown, but when you’re safe on the dry shore again, all you can think of is the coolness of the water, how the flood had sparkled like a thousand sapphires.

You shut your eyes and then you’re back again, just a kid, happier than you’ve ever been and twice as free. It had been easy to leave, actually, easier than it should have been. In your family, there were enough siblings and cousins and relatives that just one girl could go unnoticed. It’s not that Ariel intentionally tried to blur all of her daughters together in her memory, but it couldn’t be helped. She was one of seven daughters, and you were one of many as well. It wasn’t her fault, no, but it was your excuse anyway.

It turns out that nobody bats their eyes at a mermaid’s daughter when she’s running headlong towards the surf. You dove into the waves and came up to shore miles away. Your mother was terrified of losing any one of her children to the endless sea just as her father lost her to land, so none of you were allowed to stray that close to the beach. Of course you would see how far you could go the second you were unsupervised. Of course you would push the limits just to learn where you would break.

You ended up scaring the daylights out of a boy in a small sailing craft not far from the limits of the Isle of the Lost. You hadn’t meant to go that far, but you were giddy with the feeling of doing something wrong and he was trying to escape as well. He’d offered for you to hitch a ride with him so long as the wind was good. You thought that suited you well enough, so you took the hand he gave you and listened when he introduced himself as Harry Hook.

He said his name the same way you did, emphasis on the first name and not the last. It’s the exact opposite way any child of a prince or princess does, and you think that might have been why you liked him from the start. The sun shone overhead, and you talked to him about running away and taking to the sea and all the things you wanted to do if you just had time.

Neither of you wanted to leave, not really, but of course all good things have to come to an end at some point. You watched the sun sink lower and lower in the sky with all the dread of a doomed man going to the gallows. You must have looked seriously unhappy, because you remember Harry laughing and saying that you could meet him tomorrow, if you wanted. You wanted that more than anything, as it turned out, so you eagerly agreed.

Harry took you as far as he could towards Auradon again, and watched as you dove into the water. You can still remember how he’d watched you go, the way his eyes had tracked the water as if he could look at you forever, even after you disappeared from view. He stayed there for a long time before finally forcing his ship to turn around again. You’d know; you stayed there on the ocean floor watching him back until he was gone.

The next day, you slipped away to meet him again, and the next day, and the next. When you were caught trying to go out to the sea sometime in the second month, you fought until you could find a suitable excuse. Your mother was perfectly fine to let you go to some private school by the coast, it would mean one less child to keep track of. The papers were signed and agreements made before you could so much as blink.

You, of course, never went to that school. Instead, you showed up on Harry’s ship just like usual and told him that you wouldn’t be going back. Harry had been talking about a friend of his, Uma, and how she was forming a crew of her own larger pirate ship. You wanted in, and he couldn’t be more delighted to take you home.

You think you replayed the memory of him introducing you to Uma about a thousand times over in your head, and you’ll do it again tonight. The slats of the dock had been slippery under your feet, but you knew that so long as he was by your side, you would never once fall. Uma had looked at you questioningly, blue-green hair cascading down her shoulders, but Harry had hardly been able to tear his eyes away from you.

“This is Y/N,” he’d said, “she’s my friend.” He’d imbued the word with all the hope and grief and joy you could ever possibly attach to such an idea. Harry smiled as he said it, took your hand, let his eyes open comically wide so you’d know he was just joking when he mentioned that he’d jump overboard if Uma didn’t take you on.

Luckily for him, Uma had no problems with you. She saw something in you, the same sort of restless troublemaking spirit the rest of them had in spades. Before you knew it, you were quite literally learning the ropes of how to help out on Uma’s ship.

From there on out, everything was perfect. You watched the sun rise and set from the deck of a ship you could call home. When the weather was good, you spent all night and day out in the grasp of the world, and when the storms raged on, you hid belowdecks with the best friends you’d ever had. They wanted you, not your mother in a younger form, but you. Just you. It was wonderful.

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise that you would end up falling in love with Harry. You were hurtling towards that fate as fast as you could, running and sprinting towards the inevitability of it all. No one compared. No one had half as much influence over you as him. And, when he finally managed to tell you how he felt, you thought you might be able to take over the entire world with the sheer force thrumming through your veins.

Perhaps you should have taken that as a warning. The universe doesn’t care much for happy endings, you’ve learned, even for its fairytale heroes. Princesses grow old and fade into obscurity. Princes forget how to save the day. Villains live out their days with fantastic dreams that will never be achieved. You learn how to deal with adequacy, and pretend that it is enough for you.

You loved Harry because he was wild, your untamed, brilliant boy, but then you hated him for it, too. Just once, you wanted to walk into a room and know what he was going to say before he said it. Every word from his mouth was a dagger in your chest. Some days, he was a hopeless romantic, others, he was mad and uncontrollable. He never hurt you, but at least the pain of a blow would be something you could depend on and understand.

Your mother tried to find you about a year or two after you took to the sea, and you used that as your excuse to break up with him. Harry found out you would be returning to Auradon at the exact same time as the rest of the crew. You think he might hate you for it still. You think he would have reason to hate you for a lot, actually, most importantly that you were never quite enough to match him.

So you slipped away from the ship with the worst kind of goodbye, one that you did not mean, and you never looked back. You greeted your mother and agreed when she said that it was time you took up your studies at Auradon Prep. You joined the endless number of would-be princesses and princes and pretended that it was all you had ever needed in life. If you woke up sometimes with the sound of waves crashing in your ears, or felt the steady rock of a ship beneath your feet as you dreamt, you ignored it. Such illusions only belong to the past, and they will never be yours again.

You still have a jacket of his in the corner of your room; you brought it all the way over here, anywhere you go. You never had the heart to give it back. You don’t know that you could if you tried. It still smells like saltwater and laughter and sun-bleached him, and you have absolutely no idea what you will do when that familiar scent fades.

Still, you weren’t able to completely erase his influence on you. Children of villains arrived at Auradon Prep, and instead of running away from them, you befriended them as quickly as you could. Mal thinks like you do, her and the rest. You laugh like them– not quite as polite as you should be, but loud and beautiful and real. You hang out with them all the time and, when they talk about how much they wish they were back on the Isle of the Lost, you lie to yourself that you do not agree.

You never told them the full scope of your exploits, but they know part of it, enough that one day Mal knocks at your door and tells you that she needs your help on a pirate ship. She needs to get something from the Isle of the Lost, a mysterious ingredient for a spell, but they have to keep it a secret so they can’t use the bridge. The next best option, then, is to sail. It’s not a far destination, so it would work.

A thousand memories of sun and surf flash through your head, and you find yourself agreeing before Mal can so much as finish trying to convince you to go along with her plan.

Mal blinks in surprise. “Really? You’re sure? I thought you would have mixed feelings about that time in your life.”

You breathe out slowly, trying to calm yourself. “Certain things scare me more than others.” Certain people, that is.

Mal winces as she leads you out of your dorm and back into the hallway. “Actually, we might have a problem with that.”

You frown. “What do you mean?”

Mal casts you a nervous glance. “Before I continue, remember that you already agreed. I’m not letting you leave now.”

You laugh. “I’m starting to get worried. No, Mal, I’m not backing out. Just tell me already.”

Mal holds up her hands in mock surrender. “Okay, okay. Never doubted you for a second. It’s just, well, we don’t have a ship at our disposal, obviously, so we’re borrowing one from Uma.”

You shrug. “I have no problem with that. Uma’s great.”

“Yeah,” Mal says, drawing out her syllables in an attempt to buy herself time, “but she insisted on having a skeleton crew present. You know, to make sure we wouldn’t run aground or something like that. That includes her first mate.”

Your head snaps up. “Harry’s going to be there?”

You can feel Mal’s gaze on you, but you refuse to look at her. Instead, you’re scanning the hallway, every door you pass, sure that he’s going to be waiting for you, leaning casually against a wall or peering out of a window or somewhere you could find if you just looked hard enough.

“He is,” Mal confirms, “is that going to be an issue?”

Yes. “No, I’ll be fine.”

You can’t really tell if Mal believes you or not, but then you’re rounding the corner and the rest of the VKs are in front of you, and the conversation must be dropped as Mal explains her plan. You’re going to join the four of them and Uma’s guys in piloting the ship over to the Isle of the Lost, where you’ll search for a talisman hidden somewhere on the island. Once the talisman is secured, you’ll head back. Easy as that.

Mal leads your group to a boathouse on the southern part of the shore. You take up a position in a corner of the room, hidden by the shadows. You suppose that’s why the pirates don’t see you immediately when they come in a matter of minutes later. You suppose you chose that place on purpose so you could get a good look at Harry without him seeing you.

He looks just the same. You don’t know why you thought he would change, that he would have to look different to explain how different you feel, but he’s the same. It makes a soft smile rise to your lips at the same time as the weight of all your memories pierces you through the heart.

Uma’s talking to Mal, doubt lacing her every word. “I hope you have a good idea of how to run a ship, because I don’t think any of your friends have the slightest clue what to do on the sea. That’s my territory, in case you forgot.”

“I know,” Mal says, temper just as strong as always, “that’s why I brought a friend.”

Harry arches a brow. “What friend?”

“That would be me,” you say, and step out of the shadows to face him.

For a moment, you swear that time stands still. Harry’s breath catches in his chest as he looks at you for the first time in months. He has never been one to show off weakness, always laughing off injury or claiming not to feel pain, but in this instant, you can see the shock lancing through his eyes, wracking his frame until he has no choice but to stand there and stare.

Uma breaks the silence, wrapping an arm around your shoulders with a grin. “Y/N, good to see you! I take it back, Mal. Y/N could captain a fleet of ships with her eyes closed.”

It’s easy, after that, to pull yourself together. Uma’s friendship is something familiar, a rock you can stand on. “I appreciate your confidence,” you reply, “good to see you too, by the way.”

“Of course,” Uma says dismissively, then adds somewhat unnecessarily, “Hey, Harry, look who it is!”

Harry swallows hard when Uma addresses him, tries to pretend he’s just like normal. “Yeah, I saw. Hey, Y/N.”

“Hey yourself,” you say quietly.

Evie looks at you nervously, then quickly speaks up. “So, should we get to the ship? We only have so much time before people start looking for us.”

Uma rolls her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, you guys are too popular, I get it. Ship’s docked outside.”

Harry takes this as his excuse to bolt out, and you watch him go with wide eyes. Evie heads over to you as soon as everyone’s attention is off you again. “Hey, is everything alright?”

“Perfectly fine,” you whisper back through gritted teeth. Of course it is a lie. You couldn’t be more affected by this.

You avoid Harry the entire duration of the trip over to the Isle of the Lost. It’s difficult, especially when you push off from the shore and the wind is on your face again and everything is just like you remember. You tug a few lines into place, tie them down with the knots he taught you, and race to the bow as soon as you’re free.

You forgot just how wonderful it is to sail. You laugh delightedly as the ship picks up speed, skipping over the waves as the wind snaps the sails almost to bursting. This close to the surface of the water, you can’t hear anything, but you sense something anyway, and that’s how you know to lean back up and look to your side to see Harry standing there, smiling as he takes in the sight of you.

Your laugh dries up in a moment and you feel frozen there, trapped in this moment with him. Someone calls your name a second later and you’re able to spirit away to safety, but you can still feel his gaze burning like a brand into your back every moment until the ship docks at the Isle.

Mal announces that you’ll be splitting up in pairs so you can properly canvas the island for the talisman. Before you can look at her or Evie, Uma suggests that you and Harry work together, and the rest are already partitioned into pairs before you can fight it.

Fine, then. You’re certain he’s put her up to this, but you won’t give him a scene if he wants it. Instead, you march resolutely towards your assigned location, and pretend that you’re just really invested in finding the talisman so you can’t hear him when he tries to talk to you.

Eventually, Harry has enough and puts his hand on your arm, trying to get your attention. You spin back around by reflex, dagger in hand and held to his throat before Harry can get so much of a word out. The Isle has always brought out a different part of you, more of a villain than any princess’ daughter.

Instead of looking afraid, Harry just laughs. Usually, this is the time at which you’d join in, but you narrow your eyes and hold strong.

“Easy, sweetheart,” he says when he’s finally able to get his laughter under control, “I don’t think your friends would like it very much if you killed someone on your little vacation to the island.”

You glare at him. “We’re not friends anymore, sweetheart, or have you forgotten that already?”

“When your knife is to my throat? Couldn’t forget that if I tried. Out of curiosity, why are we enemies again? I seem to remember you liking me very well just a couple of months ago.” Harry says, reaching up to tap your forearm where you still hold your blade.

You pull your dagger away but stand there still, thrumming with the urge to run. “We’re too different. You’re a villain, and I’m a perfect angel, obviously.”

Harry grins. “What, just because you’re the daughter of a princess? You’ve never let that come in between us before. You’re not Ariel, you’re Y/N, and I have always loved that about you.” Something like doubt flickers across his face. “Is that why you left? You thought you had to become more like her?”

You glance away from him, suddenly unable to look him in the eyes. “I left because I had to. We weren’t working out.”

“Why not?” Harry asks, and suddenly he’s the one in control now, he’s the one stepping forward until your back hits the wall and you have nowhere to run, “What was so wrong with us, Y/N?”

Your hands are shaking. Harry takes the knife from you, carefully sliding it back in the holster on your side. His hands linger there a second longer, and when he finally takes them away, you can’t tell if you’re glad of it or deeply unhappy that you can no longer feel him.

“We could never work,” you insist.

“Why not?” He replies, “Show me we could never work. Prove me wrong.”

Harry Hook has always been somewhat of an enigma to you, just as unpredictable as the sea that both of you love, but somehow you know it’s coming when Harry leans forward and kisses you. For a moment, you consider pushing him away, and then you realize that you do not hate this, not him, not in the slightest, not at all.

Surrender is not the worst thing in the world. Sometimes it’s like the release of a sail to the wind, the acceptance that even though you let a person go, they will always come back to you. You surrender the last of your inhibitions and you kiss him back. It is everything you missed, the fighting and the laughing, the good times and the bad all in one. It is all that you love about him and more, what you didn’t realize you held most dear until you were gone.

Harry breathes quietly against your lips and you breathe back, one small circle of in and out and together. He grins, says, was that really so bad? And you laugh and tell him to shut up, so he does, but only by kissing you again. The island can wait, the talisman and the life waiting back for you at school. You have your boy back, and you could not care about anything else.

requested by @thatfangirl42, i hope you enjoy!

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[ch3wytzuyu]

FAIRYTALE AU MASTERLIST

༄ؘ ؘ୨🌒ɞ﹒₊˚ synopsis: so i was watching ever after high and a bunch of disney movies the other day so i wanted to make an au about that. so it’s gonna be a collection of one shots that can be read as stand alones but they all fit in with the theme

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JEONGHAN- HOOK LINE & SINKER

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🪸pairing: kida nedakh’s daughter x ariel’s son

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🪸tropes: enemies to lovers au, college au, swim team au

WONWOO- A TOUCH OF MAGIC

✩°｡⋆⸜ ✨pairing: daughter of tinkerbell x son of peter pan

✩°｡⋆⸜ ✨tropes: childhood friends to lovers, college au, idiots to lovers au

SEOKMIN- APPLE OF MY EYE

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🍎 pairing: snow white’s son seokmin x the big bad wolf’s daughter reader

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🍎 tropes: college au, one sided pining au, friends to lovers au

MINGYU- SPARKS FLY AFTER MIDNIGHT

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🌙 pairing: belle’s son mingyu x cinderella’s daughter reader

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🌙 tropes: one sided pining au, forbidden love au

MINGHAO- BY THE TIP OF MY SWORD

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🗡️pairing: captain hook’s daughter x mulan’s son

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🗡️tropes: enemies to lovers, swordmanship au, rivals to lovers

VERNON- ROPE TO THE NEEDLE

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🪢pairing: daughter of tarzan x son of rapunzel

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🪢tropes: coworkers au, volunteer au, college au

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[usagii-bun]

𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇 ( NAMOR X READER ) PT.6

in which you find a child floating in the water and you save them only for your acts of kindness to get misinterpreted by the father who is also the king of an underwater civilization.

WATTPAD OC VERSION ( NAMOR X ALORA)

PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5

PART 6

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"THIS PLACE IT'S BEAUTIFUL" you whispered to yourself, eyes taking in the cave you was in. It's been a day since you was taken to this mysterious place, your ankle already fine from whatever treatment the healers have used.

Harucan had been around you the whole time, bringing up random things to you and showing them.

You also met the healer that treated your ankle, her name was Akna. Akna was gentle and kind with you, making you feel much more at ease with being in this mysterious place yet you was still riddled in fear for your life.

The only source of happiness you did get was the little visits Huracan would give you through out the day, a guard chasing behind him as he reaches towards you and rung his arms around you tightly.

He became even more clingy to you— the woman that saved his life, he wanted to return the favor of you helping him by making your time spent in the cave a bit more interesting so he brought random things he found around the cave and in depths of Talokan to you.

Your ankle felt much better, allowing yoi to walk slowly again which caused Huracan to pull you by the wrist to show you around the cave properly.

The place was indeed beautiful—magical. The blue lights hanging from above , the water that escaped from the cracks gently falling from above.

Huracan points towards a small hut, the roof made out of straw and the walls made of clay. Around the place was weeds that grew from the cracks on the ground— the small hut was surrounded by what looks like objects from the surface world— a scuba diver helmet, a recorder, a fisherman's boot..?

You suppressed a laugh as you thought about the little mermaid— how Ariel would collect anything that was found from the surface world in the ocean.

Huracan tugged at your hand towards the dimly lit hut— wanting to take you inside of it, you was hesitant, scared that you left the place you was at and it would cause the Talokanil King to be upset with you intruding.

"Come!" Huracan insisted, you took a thick gulp and allowed the boy to drag you to the hut, you were about to enter until a hand sudden grasped your unoccupied hand sending a fast chill of fear to spiral down your spine, goosebumps irrupting and covering your skin as you go pale.

" Huracan, why did you bring this surface dweller here?" You heard a gruff voice says from behind you , the grip on your wrist getting a bit tighter as it yanks you away from the young boy as you let's out a shocked gasp.

You turn around slowly, fear radiating off of you to see a Talokanil man, his skin a similar shade to Huracan's. He looked fierce and even more scarier than Namor, a scowl behind his apparatus.

"Attuma! I just wanted to show her my father's paintings." the boy whines out, a pout forming on his face but Attuma's stern expression didn't flutter at the child's attempt to let thr two of you off the hook.

You didn't understand anything the two said but from the Talokanil's tone in voice he was not happy. At all.

Attuma holds you by the arm tightly and pushes you away from the hut, he gently takes Huracan's hand but the boy slips it out of his grasp.

"Huracan.." the Talokanil warrior says in a warning tone but the boy ignores him and ducks under the man's arm to be by your side.

'Why does this kid like me so much?' You thought, your heart beating faster as Attuma sighs and just pushes you forward to walk back to where you was meant to be.

Attuma disliked— no he hated the idea that Namor brought a surface dweller, once again down to their secret kingdom. Attuma pushes you towards the hammock once they reached the place you was meant to be as you falls onto the flimsy cloth that was 'your bed'.

'My arm..' you thought, rubbing it gently as Huracan was pushed away by Attuma to not get closer to you.

How could his king, his Ruler, K'uk'ulkan — so easily trust this surface dweller? Did he not learn from what had happened a few months back with the Wakandians? Even though they had an alliance, Attuma still didn't like this idea— he felt that his home is now at even more threat than it was before and now seeing that you was roaming around freely in their secret home made him even more questionable towards K'uk'ulkan.

With a warning glare towards you—knowing that you won't understand his threat towards you, he walks away— Huracan being dragged with him as you just watched, fully understanding the wordless threat towards you.

'I need to get back home.' You thought, your body laying on the hammock as you curl your legs into your chest, your heartbeating faster that you could infact — be killed at any moment.

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Namor's fingers gently touched the pearls in his hand, a heavy sigh leaves past his lips as he thinks about his late Queen.

She , Huracan and the Talokanils where the most precious things to him yet he had lost one of the things he cherished with his heart and soul. When the queen died, part of his heart also died with her— for him, she was the sun to him.

Her beautiful smile forever etched into his mind as a shaky sigh leaves past his parted lips as he leaves the pearls that had crafted pieces of vibranium threaded with it back down on his table— the last gift he had given to her before she was taken away from him and their son.

"FATHER! " He heard an all too familiar voice call out to him, instantly he was alarmed at the tone of voice Huracan had called for him. His thoughts instantly drifting towards you, his breath hitching at the fact that you may have harmed his son.

He rushed out of the hut, heart beating faster only to find Attuma holding onto the boy's arm tightly, bringing him towards the hut as the boy wails.

A sigh leaves post Namor's lips, feeling revealed that his son is okay but his brows furrow when he sees the way Attuma held him as he raises up his hand towards Attuma, instantly he let go of the child's arm as Huracan ran towards his father to hug his waist.

"Attuma is being mean to me again." The boy sobs into his father's chest as he gently pats his back.

"What happened now, Attuma?" The king asks.

"Huracan tried bringing the surface dweller in this area." Attuma simply says, Namor's eyes slightly widening as he looks down at Huracan.

"My child why did you try and do this? you know we can not trust her fully." Namor states, Huracan's glossy eyes looking up at his father.

Namor himself, does not really know what to do with you. It was a rushed decision to bring you to Talokan to heal you from your wound and you had a panic attack, if he had left you— you would have surely being dead. He wanted to leave you but his son didn't approve of this, insisting that you saved his life and took such great care of him.

He didn't think back than, now he is left with a problem— how is he going to send you back without you opening your mouth? What if you planned all of this, what if you manipulated Huracan?

Namor's trust in the surface world was weak, the only surface people he now trusted were Wakanda.

He had made a grave and foolish mistake yet for his son it was not. He had never seen his son so enthusiastic since the death of his mother.

"I just wanted to show her the paintings you did." Huracan says as Namor's gaze soften.

"Hura.. you know we can't trust the—" no y/n is different, she saved me. You are lying about the people from above." Huracn says defiantly letting go of his father, tears brimming his eyes.

"Hura—""leave me alone!" the boy shouts as Huracan pushes his father hand away from him.

"I'm tired of only being here and believing that all the surface people are bad yet the surface world is not as bad as you said. " Huracan shouts and backs away from his father and Attuma as he rans away before screaming,

"And ice cream is amazing and I hate you for keeping it away from me!" the boy says before diving into the pool, his father sighing, brows furrowing at the child's words as he have heard about this so called desert before.

"This child." the king mumbled out, heart stinging at the word hate  as Huracan had thrown it towards him quite a few times.

"We should get rid of the woman, K'uk'ulkan." Attuma suddenly states, grabbing Namor's attention.

"And how we do that, Attuma? " Namor asks already knowing the answer to his question.

"Killing her." The Talokanil warrior says. Namor's creased his brows , a frown forming on his face. Knowing that if he was to kill you , Huracan would become even more hateful towards him and he didn't want this.

"I can not. Huracan would become hysterical." Namor says, watching as Attuma frowns deeply.

"It's for Huracan's own good. We don't know what's her true motives are, K’uk’ulkan." Attuma says, voice filled with warning. Namor was torn between the safety of his people and his son's fixation with some random surface dweller (you) , he regrets deeply spoiling the young child.

"You spoilt him way too much." Attuma mutters as Namor replies " Let's give her some time, we can't just go about and kill her. If she does anything that goes against us or is a threat than— we will kill her."

Attuma didn't like this decision as he gives K'uk'ulkan a firm nod— the tension between the two strong as Attuma walks away from K'uk'ulkan, his doubt and faith in his leader becoming weaker as he clenched his fist in anger and dismay.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 | okay so now i need to write more new chapters but idk what else to write. writers block and college drained me :/

reblogs and likes are highly appreciated 💞

#namor fanfiction #namor the sub mariner #namor x reader #black panther #marvel mcu #namor fic #namor fluff #namor of talokan #namor smut #namor x y/n #namor imagine #king namor #namor x you #namor #mcu x you #mcu namor #mcu imagine #mcu x reader #mcu x oc #mcu x y/n #marvel namor #marvel

[itsyagirlmeee]

Harry reassuring Reader that he loves her and her body, even after a baby.

Hiiiii:) so it’s my first post, uhm pls help me improve and give som suggestions<3

- dad!harry x reader

- fluffy fluffy fluffy, little angst?, self esteem issues, nakedness?,

- As y/n is showering harry walked in and sees her looking at herself unsure of herself, he decides to join her and tell her how beautiful she is.

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credit to gif owner!!

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you were about to start scrubbing your legs when you heard the bathroom door open making the breeze that followed in hit your naked skin. you peeked out of the shower curtains only to see harry stripping down, only in his boxers he hooks his fingers in his underwear slowly sliding them down his legs while you unknowingly admire his body.

"creep," you snap your head up at his voice. he’s standing there looking at you with his famous smirk, "ariel’s asleep, thought we were gonna watch the christmas movie you were talking about the other day?" you watch as he gets under the hot water, his hands coming up to push his hair out of his face as the hot water runs down it.

"well, i felt yucky after the diaper blowout but we’ll watch it when i’m done.”

your daughter ariel was only 18 weeks, 4 months if we’re talking non-mom-talk. harry and yourself were so happy and blessed to be able to create and grow your own family together.

but, only being 4 months postpartum you were of course, naturally a little insecure about yourself. your tits weren’t the same as they were over a year ago. they used to be bouncy, plump and sexy. now they’re just hanging, still plump, but it’s not the same as before. your tummy still had some extra skin and some swelling from your pregnancy, skin that used to be tighter and now just there, hanging.

harry could see you starting to get a little self conscious about yourself, understanding but also wanting you to know how beautiful and sexy you are to him.

“you look so fucking amazing.”

he’s walking towards you, stepping underneath the stream of hot water, too hot for his liking but he’s learned to deal with it for you. placing one hand on your waist and bringing you closer to him, so now your chest is up agains his. his hand going to caress your face, fingers in your hair and his thumb stroking gently on your cheek.

“you just say that because i’m your girlfriend.” looking into his eyes you can see his brows furrow and his lips pulling into a tiny smirk. both his hands now by your face, touching and stroking you gently. your hands go to his waist and chest, wanting to feel his warm embrace.

harry just continuing shaking his head with a small smile on us face. “what?” you say, laughing slightly at your smug boyfriend.

“i just don’t know how you don’t see how sexy you are.” closing his eyes and putting his forehead against yours, still slightly smiling. “you’re so fucking beautiful. i just wanna kiss you everywhere.” he said to you, giving your lips a little gentle kiss.

opening his eyes he sees you staring at him lovingly. “thank you baby.” you give him a little kiss back. “i love you.”

“i love you too, always.”

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[froglovemushroom]

This Ariel is a Headutt-er!

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x alien!fem!reader (Mantis and Peter Quill's younger sibling)(reader is the same species as Mantis)

Warnings : A wee bit of violence

Summary: Instead of Prince Eric, it was Ariel herself who swept you off your feet.

Aurhor's note: everyone is alive in all my fics, except if a specific setting or timeline is mentioned

This is a fic requested by @fayhar ! I'm so sorry it took me so long to finish this, I got too caught up with classes. But it's summer break now and I can finally write again! Hope you like this fic! English isn't my first language so please point out the mistakes nicely, I'll fix it 🥲

It all started when Yondu handed Peter a DVD that he had obtained from Earth.

The cover of the DVD box read 'The Little Mermaid' with a picture of what looked like a girl who is half Terran and half fish with bright red hair.

It was the first time the gang ever watched an animated movie during movie night and everyone had different reactions. Drax made silly comments, Rocket complained about certain scenes, Peter would place a kiss on the crown of Gamora's head during the more romantic scenes, and she would cuddle closer to him, Mantis and Groot were gushing about the little details and Nebula, surprisingly, seemed to enjoy the movie.

And you? You were enchanted by the whole thing, from the dinner scene, to the little fair date and boat ride. From all catchy songs and romantic lines to the heartbreaking conflicts ang the heroic fights.

You laughed, you cried, and you were undeniably HOOKED.

And let's just say with a little bit of begging (and using your big black puppy eyes), you managed to convince your brother to get Yondu to find more of these wonderful films.

You would consume every single thing that Yondu could get his hands on in a crazy short amount of time. Mantis would find you huddled up into a little ball on the couch in the middle of the night, eyes gleaming like a little child as you watched whatever new DVD that Yondu had gotten his hands on.

From old Disney movies like Cinderella and Beauty and the Beast, to the more modern ones like Tangled and Frozen, you had seen them all.

But alas, 'The Little mermaid' is the one that holds your heart.

And as result of all the Disney that you've been slurping up, you eventually found yourself wondering if you're going to get your happy ending.

When is a prince Eric coming to sweep you off your feet? Take you on carriage rides and dancing at carnivals? Are you even going to get a happy ending?

Your brother told you there is someone for everyone in the galaxy.

"And when you meet them.....You'll know it."

He'd said, as he looked at Gamora with a warm loving gaze.

You found it hard to believe.

You'll know it when you meet them? How???

You were skeptical.

Until one day when the Guardians got invited to a party by Tony Stark himself, did you find yourself staring at a certain woman.

It was nearly midnight, the music was still blaring loudly and you found yourself getting a little too overwhelmed, so you decided to flee the scene to catch some fresh air.

You stepped outside, eyes closed as you feel the cool wind gently brush against your skin. You had expected that the party was going to be a little too much for you, but what you hadn't expected was for there to be someone else at the balcony.

This 'someone else' was a woman, and beautiful one at that. She was wearing a black cocktail dress, the fabric hugging her body in all the right places. Her fiery red mane was curled to perfection, the luscious tendrils framed her face like puzzle pieces that fell perfectly into place.

Ariel.

That was the first word that came to your mind.

Her eyes were closed, lengthy eyelashes fluttered in the wind, and she huffed out a deep sigh, seemingly bothered by whatever it is that's on her mind.

You reached out to place a hand on her shoulder, aiming to calm her down and maybe make her feel a little more at ease with the help of your powers.

But the slight brush of your fingertips against her skin was enough to make you end up on the cold ground. With your wrists pinned to the hard surface nonetheless.

Your antennaes tensed, the gears in your head were running miles per hour, one second you were reaching out and the next thing you know you had been headbutted onto the floor into a vulnerable position.

With your mind still spiralling, you spat out the first thing in your mind.

"H-hello! A-are you Ariel?"

What?

It looked like your question had taken the woman aback, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Did this bitch with antennaes just ask her if she was a Disney character?

"Am- Am I who??"

"A-ariel?"

You had no idea what's going on, but you were somehow very, very intrigued by the woman on top of you.

The woman looked at you up and down at your attire.

Party wear.

It took her a second before she realized that you were just one of the people invited tonight, and she quickly apologized.

"Sorry about that, my fight or flight reflexes just kicked in. And to answer your question, no, I am not Ariel. "

She chuckled in amusement when she saw you slightly deflate.

"Aw... Bummer"

You had mumbled to yourself, earning another chuckle from the redhead beside you.

You both stayed silent for a while after that, blocking out the muffled music playing inside and relishing in the peaceful night atmosphere outside.

"So...You're really not Ariel?"

Her head turned to look you, elbow on the balcony railing with her chin resting on ther palm.

"Sorry to dissapoint you, but no, I'm not."

The small pout that appeared on your lips made her smile.

The both of you started to pick on some random topics to talk about. Your jobs, hobbies, crime cases, outer space, everything you could possibly imagine.

Natasha could feel the click and so could you, the both of you felt a lot more settled than expected.

"So...Are you going to tell me your name"

You paused, you had completely forgotten to tell her your name. She let out a breathy laugh as you come to the realization.

"My name's Y/n, I'm one of the Guardians."

you shyly mumbled, hand fiddling with an antennae, a sign that you're embarassed, it's a little habit you've had ever since you were a young bug.

"Y/n huh? I like that."

The way your name rolled off her lips made you slightly dizzy, it sounded good, way too good, enchanting even.

"Don't you want to know my actual name?"

Your ears perked up at that.

"It's Natasha, Natasha Romanoff."

"Wow..."

It was even prettier than you expected it to be, and it fits her a lot. Her voice kept repeating in your mind, and it won't go away.

The echo of her beautiful name.

Natasha Romanoff, Natasha Romanoff, Natasha Romanoff....

"Do you like my name that much?"

"Huh?"

"You've been saying my name in repeat for a while now."

yikes.

"And your face is all red"

double yikes.

Your antennaes drooped as you fidget in place, eyes looking anywhere but at her. Your mind was spinning, everything was going at full speed in there, you didn't know what to think, what to say, what to do, it was all so fast to the point where everything was a blur.

Seeing you panicking like this made her chuckle. Sure she knew she's got an effect on people, and she never really cared about them.

But what you're failing to see here is that you had just as much of an effect on her. The way you looked so attentively at her whenever she speaks, as if absorbing every single word with such care and warmth, the way your eyes gleam when you asked if she's Ariel, down to the way you're panicking at her teasing right now, everything about you made her feel all warm. Comfortable even.

You're odd, but it only made her want to get to know you more.

Her slender fingers reached out, gently lifting your chin to make you look at her.

"Do you know that you're very strange?"

The sensors on your head drooped even further at that, is it because you're not a Terran? Is it because you look weird and have antennaes?

"I'm sorry I'm not a terran..."

Her eyebrows furrowed.

"What?"

"I'm not like you Natasha, I'm not terran..."

You felt her hands move to cup your face, and oh how you wish you could lean on them forever.

"Y/n, you've misunderstood, I meant it in a good way, and you're strange because,well, you're you. You're unique. And it has nothing to do with having antennaes or not. Though they do add to your scale of cuteness."

She laughed as your face started to flush once more, releasing your face to lean on the railing.

You don't know if you wanna slap that cheeky grin off her lips or kiss her it off instead, but your mind was once again all hazy.

Gosh, you're down bad.

Leaning onto the railing, you closed your eyes to calm yourself down, focusing on the cool night wind blowing at your face.

It felt nice and calming. What time is it? It's probably way past midnight, and with the soft wind cradling you, your mind was starting to slowly fall into rest.

Unbeknownst to you, Natasha had her eyes on you this whole time, and your dipping head landed onto her waiting palm, stopping you from headbanging onto the railing.

She carried you as your knees started to buckle, carefully placing you on the couch in the living room. She watched over you until the guardians decided that it was time to leave, they thanked her and walked out into the night with you still fast asleep on Gamora's back.

The twinge of jealousy that appeared was something unexpected.

Why is she jealous? Was it the fact that you seem so comfortable the zenwhoberian? Was it because she wanted to be the one you snuggle into? The one you're most comfortable with?

Whatever it is, she knew she must meet you again.

You woke up in a daze the next morning. How'd you end up back in your room? Weren't you talking with Natasha?

Where's Natasha?

The sound of the door creaking open put your thoughts to a pause.

"Y/n! Breakfast is ready!"

Peter walked in with a glass of water in his hand, handing it over for you to drink.

"What's on your mind? I can see the gears in your head turning you know?"

You placed the glass down on the nightstand before turning to face you brother.

"PETER!"

"Wha- why the shout?!"

"What did you do before you married Mora?"

A blink.

Another blink.

"Oh, I proposed."

"What's proposed?"

And that's how Peter ended up telling you the whole story of him going ring shopping.

"I wanna buy a ring!"

Peter choked on his own spit. Whom for?? When did you find a lover?

"I wanna propose to Natasha!"

And the next thing he knew, he was already dragged out of the door.

The day somehow ended with you bouncing on your feet outside the avengers compound, a panting Peter Quill right behind you.

You had requested to meet Natasha, and was currently waiting for her to come down the multiple floors of the tower.

Peter was still trying to catch his breath after running around non-stop for the whole day.

"Y/n *pant* you can't just-"

He was cut off by the sound of the elevator door opening, revealing the gorgeous red-headed woman of your dreams.

"Hey Y/n, what's up-"

"Marry me!"

The whole floor went silent. Until Peter awkwardly spoke up,

"Sorry, I really tried to stop her, but she wouldn't listen."

When the redhead heard that you had come to give her a visit, she was much more excited than she would admit, her heart was pounding and she was in the elevator merely seconds after she heard the information, wanting to know why you were here again.

But a proposal from you was not something that she had expected.

"Marry me please Natasha?"

She looked at you standing there with puppy eyes, your hands presenting a red gemmed ring pop to her. This was certainly not something she gets to see everyday.

A hearty chuckle escaped her lips, and you deflated a bit, thinking that maybe she was mocking you. But your thoughts were dismissed when you feel a pair of soft lips pressed against your cheek.

"You're adorable you know that?"

You were frozen in place, did she just kiss you on the cheek?

What does this mean?

"As cute as this whole proposal was, I think I'll have to refuse it."

Your antennaes drooped in disappointment. You just got rejected.

"But instead..."

She placed her fingers on your chin.

"Let me take you out on a few dates first hm?"

Your mouth open and closed in wordless confusion.

"Date?"

"Yes date, we can go anywhere you'd like, how about that?"

Your eyes gleamed.

"Can we watch The Little Mermaid?"

She threw her head back laughing. Oh, could you be any cuter than you already are? But of course, she nodded and pulled you with her into the elevator. Leaving poor Peter to go back to the ship by himself.

Though he didn't mind, because seeing his sister so happy was worth it.

Maybe you'd have your happy ending after all, not with Prince Eric, but with beautiful badass Ariel instead.

And that's more than enough for you ❤️

Oh, and Thor asked for the ring pop, and you gave it to him. Thor is happy. Good job!

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Tbh I deleted the whole thing halfway through cause it was a mess and I hated it, and so I had to rewrite it again😂

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[megamindsecretlair]

It Started With a Whisper - Chapter 3

Chapter 2 Chapter 4

Pairing: Sam Wilson x Black!Fem!reader / Plus Size reader

Warnings: 18+. Minors DNI. You are in charge of your own reading experience. Some sentences are intentional AAVE. Cursing, mentions of sex and private parts. This is some time after Steve jogs next to Sam. Soft Sam, fluff. Non-inclusive language, mentions of emotionally abusive family, caregiver, burdens, ill family members. Lots of fluff, dash of angst.

Summary: You are the front desk clerk who started a few months ago and you have a major crush on Sam Wilson, the handsome and sweet trauma counselor. Sam made you eat your words as Steve does swing by the VA and you have to hold up your end of the bet.

Word Count: 5,256k

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A/N: Yeah...this ended up on the long side. Rare of me, but I hope it flows and that you melt like I did reading it. Writing about him has...made me love him even more? I've never been to DC, so don't shoot me. Don't forget to take breaks and hydrate! Ik the gif isn't from the movie, but this is a really silly Sam. Likes are always awesome. Please consider commenting and reblogging to help support writers!

Taglist: @multiversefanfics @wanniiieeee @hidden-treasures21 @targaryenvampireslayer @chaos-4baby

“Excuse me, do you know where I can find Sam Wilson?” 

You looked up from this week’s schedule with a polite smile on your lips. Your eyes shuttered as you took in the man before you. Your smile dropped.

“You’re…”

“Steve Rogers,” the man said. He held out his hand to you. You continued to stare at the man. The videos didn’t do him justice. He was handsome in the classic American kind of way. His hair was short, he had a boyish grin, and clear blue eyes. He wore a dark jacket and white shirt. 

And holy hell…the muscles. “Well, fancy seeing Captain America here.” Ariel rolled her chair closer to the front and took Captain America’s hand. She held on a second too long and a faint blush crossed his cheeks.

“Please, just Steve.” He swung his hand to you and Ariel nudged you with her elbow. 

“Right. Hi, Mr. Rogers.” You shook his hand and mentally kicked yourself from here to Egypt. You were going to smack Sam when you saw him. He set yo ass up. And you fell for it hook, line, and sinker.

“Steve, please. Please,” he said with a chuckle. 

“Sam’s in the middle of a meeting. If you’d like, I can tell him you’re here,” you said.

“No, thank you. I’d actually like to catch some of it, if that’s okay?” Steve asked.

You nodded and giggled. Like a teenager. Get a grip. You told him the room that Sam works out of and Steve thanked you. Ariel eyed him up and down and waved to him.

“Thank you. For everything you did for New York,” you managed to eke out. You had no idea what his life was like but from all the dozens of documentaries floating out there, it wasn’t every day that you actually got to meet a real life superhero. 

People were still on the fence about superheroes. Some thought they were a government conspiracy. Some thought they were unnecessary. And there was only so much arguing with online trolls you could do. If it weren’t for these superheroes, the world would be bowing to that Loki guy and those freakish aliens.

You thought of your mom and her growing paranoia. It was so bad, she stopped leaving the house. You couldn’t fathom her having to see them every day or being under their control. 

“Team effort, wasn’t all me. But thank you,” Steve said. He smiled with that boyish grin and took off down the hall towards Sam’s meeting room.

“Hm, I just want that white boy to pick me up and throw me across the room. I’d say thank you,” Ariel sighed. You laughed and smacked her arm. “Shut up.”

Ariel leveled you with a shit-eating grin. She slid along the desk until she was in your personal space. “Soo, what are you wearing to your date with Sam?”

You groaned and plopped your head on the desk. “I’m so dumb. Why did I agree to that bet?” You kicked your feet under the desk.

“Because you like that man. And you wanted to go. I don’t know why you keep actin’ like you don’t.” 

Now it was your turn to level a glare at Ariel. “I would love to go out with Sam. But my family…”

“Your family nothing. What, you’re gonna wait on them hand and foot? At some point, they have to let you grow up.” 

You pursed your lips. Ariel had heard every complaint and incident involving your family. So she knew the whole sordid affair just like you knew her feelings on the matter. She thought that you should just move out and to hell with all of them. 

But you weren’t built like that. Behind all the gaslighting, the toxicity, and narcissism, there was a kernel of love there. You couldn’t tell your Dad that you couldn’t take him to his appointments. You couldn’t tell your mom that you refused to run errands for her since she can’t go outside anymore. Your siblings were in school. If you didn’t take them, who would? 

It was unfair that the burden was all on you. There were times when you went to bed crying your eyes out. Every morning, you got up and squared your back and handled business. For right now, there was no alternative so it was pointless arguing with Ariel when she would only tell you the same thing.

She was your best friend, but she reacted so strongly to anything involving your family. After a while, it was easier to stop bringing them up.

Both of you returned to your work. You idly gossiped about how Sam knew Steve. If he said they went jogging, then he wasn’t such a liar after all. You’d pay good money to see Sam jog near Steve, a whole super soldier. 

Hell, you just wanted to see Sam jog, let’s be a little honest. You daydreamed for the next hour or so until the sound of Ariel’s chair rolling caught your attention. You swiveled to face her.

She half stood and half squatted as she looked down the hallway. “What are you doing?” You asked.

“They’re done with the meeting. Sam’s talking to Steve right now,” she whispered, even though Sam’s room was a ways down the hall. 

Not one to be left out, you mirrored Ariel’s pose and caught a glimpse of Sam and Steve talking in the hallway. Sam wore a blue and gray plaid shirt, open at the collar, and a white tee underneath. He also wore khaki pants. You had teased him relentlessly about his old man way of dressing. He merely struck a pose and said he knew he looked good.

Your lips curved into a smile at the thought. That boy was goofy as hell. You often caught yourself smiling over something he said or did while you talked during your coffee runs. 

As you watched, their conversation seemed more on the serious side. Captain America was right there, but your eyes kept drifting over Sam and the way he filled out the outfit. Damn him. He did look good.

Sam shook Steve’s hand before Steve left with a final wave down the hall. You and Ariel sat down with soft giggles at being caught. Whistling drew your attention back over the counter as Sam floated into view with an annoying grin on his face.

“Well, well, well,” he said. 

You lasted two seconds before breaking out into a laugh. You stood up and leaned over the counter. 

“That was a set up and you led me right to it,” you said.

He shrugged with a sugary sweet smile. “I merely used all of my hard earned battle training to my advantage. Never enter a bet you aren’t sure of winning,” he said.

“Then you’ve clearly never had a wild night in Vegas,” Ariel piped in. 

“I’ve had a couple,” Sam said.

“Naw. The stories I could tell about me and–” You glared at Ariel and silently dared her to say another word.

“Oh, wait, wait. You get down like that?” Sam matched your pose and brought his face closer to you. It was the closest you two had ever been and your eyes flicked to his lips before you remembered yourself.

“Not telling. And neither is Ariel,” you said. 

Sam groaned and tilted his head. “Just one story?” He gave you an adorable pout and you laughed. 

“No! What happens in Vegas…”

He sighed dramatically. “You’re no fun. So what time should I pick you up tonight?” He asked.

“Tonight? That’s not enough notice!” Mild panic rushed through you. You had to pick up your siblings, make sure everyone had dinner, and make sure your mom actually took her meds. Then, you had to find an outfit and get dolled up and…

“Hey, hey, I was kidding,” Sam said. He reached out and patted your hand. You turned your head away and took a few deep breaths. He squeezed your hand in short bursts until you looked at him.

“I’m sorry. It was a dumb joke. When can I take you out?” 

“You have nothing to apologize for. I’m the one that’s sorry. I…I do better when I have advanced notice for things,” you admitted. 

Sam nodded. “I can work with that. Is Friday okay? Or do you need to check your schedule and rearrange your other dates?” 

You laughed and tapped his arm. “Shut up. Friday is fine, Sam.” You smiled at him, hoping he’d forget all about your mini freak out. He eyed you as if he didn’t but smiled and nodded.

“Friday it is. Wear something comfortable,” he said. 

You squinted at him. “Where are you taking me?” You asked.

“And spoil the surprise? Not a chance. I’m gonna get this right, don’t you worry,” he said with a smirk. 

You wanted to challenge him on it. However, a bet was a bet and you always kept your word. Sam hadn’t let you down so far and there was no reason to keep giving him the third degree. 

“I’m really looking forward to it,” you said.

Sam raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ariel. “You didn’t tell her to say that to put me out of my misery, did you?” 

Ariel threw up her hands. She wasn’t even trying to pretend that she hadn’t been paying attention this entire time. You supposed it was better than having to rehash it all. 

“That’s all her. I’m sure Captain America finally convinced her to give you a shot,” she said.

“He did not!” You laughed. Sam laughed with you. 

“I mean…have you seen him?” Sam joked, making Ariel and you laugh. 

You slapped his arm again. “You have serious issues. I hope you know that,” you told him.

“Nope, I just got a date with the most gorgeous woman in all of DC. Nothin’ can bring me down right now,” he said. He rapped his knuckles against the counter and walked backwards. He smirked and bowed his head before turning around and heading back to his meeting room. 

You stood there, frozen, your mouth slightly agape. That…

“Girl, you need to get under that man and lock it down,” Ariel said. 

Her voice saved you from having to think about what he just said. You knew you were gorgeous. But to hear him say it with his deep voice just turned you into a puddle. 

You sat down in your seat. His words replayed over and over in your head. You had a date with Sam Wilson. Who had that on their bingo card, show of hands?

***

Friday night arrived and you were a ball of nerves. You wore a navy babydoll tee, leggings, and sandals. It was appropriate for a date and still sexy. The babydoll tee had a low neckline, giving a little peek at your boobs. You didn’t know if you’d sleep with Sam tonight, but the night was young.

You paced in the living room and wrung your hands. Your siblings were squared away, eating their dinner to rising protests about how they weren’t babies. Your dad was left snoozing in front of the TV and his legs up on the recliner. And your mom…paced with you and asked you a million questions about Sam.

“Are you sure he isn’t an alien?” She asked.

“As much as I can be. I’m not a doctor,” you said. 

“Where did you meet him?” 

“At work, mom.” You tried to keep the annoyance out of your voice. She had a serious condition that everyone was doing their damndest to accommodate. At the same time, you wished someone would accommodate you for once. You hadn’t been out on a date in…you didn’t want to think about how long.

On the off chance that you recognized someone was trying to ask you out, you made excuse after excuse. You didn’t want the extra drama. You didn’t want to…well, be in this exact situation with your mom breathing down your neck and making your own anxiety worse. 

All day, your stomach had been in painful knots. You’d talked yourself out of going a million times. But yesterday, on your coffee run with Sam, he asked for your number. You gave it and he had been just as sweet over text as he was in person. You worried that you’d run out of things to talk about. That was impossible with Sam. He made sitting in bumper to bumper traffic sound interesting.

Blessedly, the doorbell rang. Your mom squealed and headed for the dining room with your siblings. They knew the drill. They started to engage her in conversation until she stopped focusing on you and answered their questions. They were little shits, but they were yours.

You went to the front door and took a deep breath. You opened it to find Sam standing there wearing a dark gray Henley, a mocha leather jacket, dark jeans, and sneakers. He looked scrumptious. With a fresh haircut and his goatee trimmed. 

He looked you up and down with equal scrutiny and he smiled. “You look amazing,” he said. 

“Not so bad yourself. I see you trying to step it up,” you said. 

Per his usual, he struck a pose and chuckled. “Had to show out a little bit. As much as I definitely want you to stay perfect, you’re gonna need a jacket. A real one. Nothin’ like a sweater or those half-sweaters ya’ll be wearing,” he said.

You laughed and shook your head. On the wall by the door, there was a hook with jackets and sweaters that you wore all the time. You grabbed a heavy black hoodie that still went with your outfit.

“Is that going to work for this mystery date?” You asked. 

He reached out and felt it. “It’ll do. Ready?” He asked. 

You nodded and locked up behind you. Before long, you were in his car and heading…somewhere. He refused to tell you where. You grew up here so you tried to guess with each stop and turn that he made.

“Is it a rooftop bar?” You asked, thinking of the various hotels that had attractions inside. 

He chuckled. “No, stop guessing,” he said. You watched him as he drove. It was so…sexy. One of those things that shouldn’t be. Most adults drove. You drove. There was something incredibly hot about watching a man drive one-handed, his other hand on his thigh, and his eyes trained on the idiots in traffic. 

Sam made it look powerful and engaging. “I got something on my face?” He asked.

You laughed to cover up your embarrassment at being caught staring. “Yeah, it’s sort of around your mouth,” you said.

Sam patted his face and looked in the rearview mirror. He came to a stop at a red light and checked again. “I don’t see anything,” he said. He looked to you for help and you rolled your lips inwards to keep from laughing. 

“Oh…sorry. It’s just your mustache,” you said.

Sam’s face dropped for a split second and then he laughed. “Oh, I see we got jokes,” he said.

On green, he continued forward and you laughed. “You kinda walked into it,” you said.

Sam nodded and poked your leg. “We’ll see who’s laughing more later on tonight,” he said. You poked him in the arm. It was like poking a bag full of quarters. He was deceptively buff. 

You joked more as Sam pulled into a parking garage in Georgetown. “The Waterfront?” You asked with an excited squeal. He chuckled at your enthusiasm. “Surprise!” 

You laughed as he pulled in and found a parking spot. You both got out and he offered his arm. You shook your head as you placed your hand around it. He guided you to a restaurant you’d never been to before.

“I didn’t know this was here,” you said. 

He shrugged. “I know some things. Better stick with me,” he said. He smiled at you and there it was again. That sense of familiarity. As if you could imagine this over and over and never get sick of it. You pulled your gaze away from his. This was something breezy and casual. Unfortunately, that was all you could offer.

The thought of your family dimmed your smile. As wonderful as Sam was, there was no way in hell you were asking him to deal with them. They were your cross to bear. He’d find someone else, someone with less baggage to love on him and hold him. 

Acid boiled in your gut at the thought of Sam taking someone else out to dinner. At the thought of their hands on him. It stole your breath, robbed you of any clear thought.

“Hey, where’d you go? You okay?” Sam asked. He nudged you and moved to get out of line. You stopped him. He planned a beautiful evening and you wanted to see it. You wanted to see it with him.

“I’m fine. Promise. Where’d you hear about this place?” You smiled at him but he only frowned. 

“If you’re not feeling well, I can take you home. There’s no pressure here,” he said.

You sighed. Damn the man. “Sam, if you don’t buy me dinner, I’ll tell Ariel you were very rude on our date,” you said.

The fake betrayal on his face made you laugh. “You would sic Ariel on me?” 

You nodded. “Sure would. In a heartbeat,” you said. 

Sam gave you a fake hurt look and approached the host. He had called ahead and made a reservation. The host was a short, spunky dude with greased hair and a practiced fake smile. He waved for a waiter to come by and show you to your seat. 

The restaurant was tasteful and warm. It had intimate lighting but it wasn’t so low that you couldn’t see the other person right next to you. The atmosphere was inviting. The waiter led the both of you out onto the patio area with a perfect view of the sunset over the harbor. 

“Sam, this is gorgeous!” You furiously whispered to him as he held your seat out. Once you sat down, he took his own seat. The waiter handed you both menus and asked if you wanted anything to drink. Sam took a light beer, his only one as a promise, and you got a glass of wine.

“I wanted tonight to be special. Don’t expect this all the time. This is just to sucker you in,” he said.

You laughed and rolled your eyes. “Shut up. This is really wild. Did you really plan this?” 

“Okay, maybe a little help from my sister. I can’t take all the credit. Can’t let me have one, can you?” He teased.

“Not a one,” you said and laughed. 

You talked all throughout the night. Conversation with Sam was so easy. You asked him about growing up in Louisiana and what’s the biggest critter he’d ever seen. You asked him about his parents running the fishing business together and why he joined the military. 

He asked you about your family and you told him most of the good stuff. You told him about the shenanigans they got into and what your dad did for a living. As for your mom, well, she primarily worked from home. It was a tiny, white lie that you felt horrible about. Sam was always so honest. But it was too much to dump on someone.

The sun lazily dipped below the horizon beside you. You knew now why he insisted on a jacket. The breeze from the harbor was bitter but enjoyable. He stopped after one beer like he promised. You stopped after two glasses. You didn’t want to get sloppy wine-drunk. 

That’d be embarrassing. If he was going to see you wasted, it might as well be on Tequila when you’d really let loose. You wondered what he’d be like drunk. If he ever got drunk. 

“I’ve been drunk, I’m not a saint,” he said with a chuckle, as your dinner drew to a close. The food was criminally delicious. Sam told you about an ice cream shop that stayed open late if you were open to dessert later.

You didn’t want the night to end either. So while you waited for the check, Sam sipped on water. “Trust me, we got pretty wild overseas on deployment. There’s nothing to do but fight and try to forget,” he said.

“You saw his mouth turn down at the corners. Sore subject. So you pivoted. “Wild, huh? Like stealing humvees and doing takeovers?” 

He laughed so loud that the people around you gave you disapproving looks. Sam apologized and waved to everyone. “You’re gonna get us in trouble!” 

“Me!” You waved him off. “I’m not the one who tried to make me snort while I was drinking,” you said.

He raised his hands in surrender and smirked. “I can’t help it if I’m hilarious,” he said.

“As long as your ego is well in hand,” you said.

He shrugged. Damn the man. “To your earlier point, no, we didn’t do takeovers. But we got into stuff. Pranks, teasing, we would play ball with the local kids. It was fun sometimes,” he said. 

“Anything to pass the time over there. I know nothing about it, so I can’t speak on it,” you said. 

“It’s alright. It was like a fucked up version of summer camp. Except summer never ends so it’s always hot as hell and you’re just trying to survive the day,” he said. “But enough about that. I have to hear about these wild and unchaperoned Vegas trips you took with Ariel.”

You covered your mouth to keep from laughing too loud. The waiter came by, saving you from having to talk. Your shoulders shook with quiet laughter and Sam took the check. He tilted it towards you.

“Not gonna try and reach for the bill?” He asked with a smirk.

“Okay, smartass,” you said. He chuckled and took his card out of his wallet. He signed it and handed it to the waiter. “So…Vegas?” 

“You couldn’t pay me to get that information,” you said.

“It must’ve been something freaky,” he said.

You tossed your napkin at him and he caught it with a laugh. The waiter came back and wished you a good night. Sam led you out of the restaurant. “You’re gonna have to roll me out of the car,” you said. You rubbed your belly and Sam laughed.

“I’m stuffed too. Let’s walk it off,” he said. He held his hand out for yours. You took it with a grimace. “You’re not gonna make me into a jogging partner or anything right? I hate running,” you said.

“I promise to keep my jogging to myself,” he said and chuckled. Together, you walked up and down the boardwalk next to the harbor. Lights from the Waterfront stretched out over the water and people milled around you. Conversation flowed well. You learned so much about his childhood and his sister. He lamented the fact that he didn’t get home as often as he wanted to. Counseling wasn’t completely demanding but he also didn’t want to pass it off to someone else.

“I formed a good group of people. I want them to know I’m there,” he said.

“People love you, Sam. They love attending your meetings. But you know that it’s okay to take breaks and vacations right?” 

“I know. I left Louisiana and just haven’t looked back. I love it there, but there’s so much world to see, you know? Food to try. Pretty girls to flirt with,” he said.

You rolled your eyes to keep from grinning so hard. “And you’re not even shameless about it,” you said.

“How can I be?” He gave you a pointed look. He winked and opened the door to the ice cream shop. You both got different flavors and took a tiny piece from each other’s cup. You walked back outside. The boardwalk was starting to wind down.

You walked and ate. You were proud that you hadn’t spilled anything on you. Sam was still a ball of energy, talking and telling you more stories. He was full of them. It was like he collected them from every person he met.

As you walked to the car and finished up your ice cream, you gave him a side eye. “So I have to know…Captain America? Really?” 

Sam chuckled. “Hey, all I did was jog. He chose a new spot that day and passed me like a million times. No, he's a solid dude. Just��regular,” he said. “Well, regular and he can whup alien ass,” he said and laughed.

“I don’t think it’s easy for him to be in our time. When he went into the ice, we were at war with the Nazis. When he came out of it, suddenly there’s internet and TV shows, and everyone’s got a car. It’s a lot,” Sam said.

You nodded. “I’m glad he has you. Everyone needs a Sam in their life, it’s kind of the requirement if that’s your name,” you said. 

“How you figure?” He asked.

“Lord of the Rings, Supernatural, Game of Thrones…” you listed off. Sam stopped walking and stared at you.

“Don’t tell me you’re a nerd,” he said. He made ‘nerd’ sound so dirty. You opened your mouth to argue from here until kingdom come about how awesome being a nerd was before you saw him fighting a smile. 

“You get on my nerves!” You said. He laughed and you threw away your ice cream cups. Even after eating that and being out in the harbor, Sam’s hand was warm as he grabbed yours. You smiled and put your head on his shoulder.

“This was amazing, Sam,” you said as you walked to the car. 

“I’m very glad,” he said. He put his head next to yours before letting you go and opening the car door for you.

“You know you don’t have to do that,” you said. He shrugged. “I like doing it,” he said.

You slid into the car. Your nerves were shot. You know he didn’t expect anything from you, but you also promised your mom that you wouldn’t be too late. You knew that no amount of coaxing from your siblings would get her to settle down. She would stay up until every member of her flock was at home.

She wasn’t that bad, most nights. But it had been too long since you went on a date. Sam slipped into the car and backed out. “Back to your place, right?” 

You smiled. Damn the man. He seemed to pick up on your thoughts as if he could read them. You squinted at him. You can’t actually read my mind, can you? 

“If you say my goatee is on my face again, we’re gonna have a problem,” he said and chuckled.

Okay, couldn’t read your mind. You laughed. “My place is good, thank you.” 

You talked more on the way back to your place. The itis was starting to hit you and you yawned. Sam chuckled. “Almost there,” he said.

He pulled onto your street. All the carefree fun you had soured in your gut. You didn’t want to return to the hellhole. Some wispy part of you wished Sam would keep driving and kidnap you, take you far, far away.

Fairytales didn’t happen in real life. Even lives filled with gods and aliens. And not for Black girls who had to grow up too fast.

Sam pulled up to the curb. The porch light was on. You were sure your mom was somewhere in the house, listening and waiting for you to open the door. You stared out of the window and mentally rallied your patience. 

“Hey, I want you to know that you can always talk to me. It’s not that I demand to know everything up front, but I can tell when you’re holding something back. I’d rather you tell me that you don’t want to share something than feel like you have to hide it or lie to me,” he said.

You smiled at him. “My home life is really insane. I don’t want to get into something deeper if it’ll end up being too much for you. My family will always require more of my focus,” you said.

Sam nodded. “I’m not asking you to choose between me and your family. I’m asking for a chance to decide that for myself. I can’t do that without all of the facts.” 

He was right. You knew he was right. It wasn’t fair to keep all of the cards and blame him for not being able to play. “It’s a lot. Can I swear to tell you in chunks?” 

“I can work with that. So, that means I get a second date?” He asked and waggled his eyebrows.

“Boy, bye,” you said and chuckled. “But yes. Safe to say I want to go on a second date with you,” you said.

He nodded and got out of the car. He came around and opened the door for you. It was pointless fighting him on it at this point. He was just going to find a sneakier, faster way to do it. While it would be hilarious to see him scurry around the car to open the door for you, it was much easier to let him be a gentleman. And it was lowkey really nice. 

You got out and Sam took your hand. He walked you to the door like a proper gentleman. At the door, Sam faced you. “I had a really good time with you. And I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. That’s all I want,” he said.

You stepped closer. “Just shut up and kiss me already,” you said.

Sam chuckled before getting closer and pressing a soft kiss to your lips. It was practically chaste. But then he smiled against your lips and kissed you like he meant it. He pressed his lips more firmly against yours.

He licked your bottom lip and you gasped. He slipped his tongue inside and cupped the back of your head. You melted against him and he held you up, taking the kiss from you. You followed his lead as he explored your mouth with his. The kiss felt magical. So magical that your panties grew damp.

You didn’t know how much time passed by before you broke apart, needing air. “Damn,” you said on a sigh.

Sam chuckled. He placed his forehead against yours as he caught his breath. He smelled faintly like the ice cream he had. “I’m gonna be counting the days until I can do that again,” he said.

“Don’t wait too long,” you said. 

He chuckled and kissed you again. “You better get in the house before I embarrass myself,” he said. 

You chuckled and kissed him one more time for the road. You unlocked the door and went inside with a tiny wave. He nodded. You closed the door and locked it and knocked on the door. He knocked back.

You heard the car door slam shut and then the driver’s side open and shut. The car turned over. You rested your back against the door, grinning like an idiot. You were glad that the house was dark so no one would catch the little dance you did. 

As far as first dates went, he knocked it out of the park and you couldn’t wait for the second one.

Masterlist | Chapter 2 | Chapter 4

#Megaminds Secret Files #The Secret Sam Wilson Files #Sam Wilson x Black!reader #Sam Wilson x Black reader #Sam Wilson x Fem!reader #Sam Wilson x Fem reader #Sam Wilson x plus size reader #Sam Wilson x reader #Sam Wilson x you #Sam Wilson fanfic #Sam Wilson fan fic #Black writers #Sam Wilson Falcon #Sam Wilson Captain America #marvel smut

[bellaramseysgf]

Little baby (R.L)

Warning(s); Ddlg relationship,littlespace,crying, soft daddy rem,baths,use of a sippy cup,use of a pacifier,James being the cutest.

Pairing(s); Remus Lupin x girlfriend! Reader.

Summary; playing games with James takes a turn when you fall.

A/n; dedicated to my sweet 💘 anon <3 I didn’t proofread this so ignore mistakes!!

“Jamsie! Slow down!” You yelled running to catch up with him “I can’t run that fast!” You whined and James finally stopped. He smiled back “sorry!” He apologized and you caught up hooking your hand in his.

Sirius and Remus were behind you guys lounging at the lake while you and James went to a set of swings not far from them. James went first,you struggled just a bit but managed to push his late figure back and forth. Whe it was your turn however you tripped over a piece of rock and fell down scrapping up the plan of your hand and knee.

“Oh! Are you okay?” James asked and you sniffled “MOONS!” James yelled and remus is getting up running towards you. James helps you up and starts to dust off your now dirty dress. “What happened?” He asked lifting you up, your pretty pink shoes clapping together. “She tripped” James kicked the rock “stupid rock!” He barked out making you giggle.

“Awh, baby let’s go get you cleaned up, cmon it’s almost naptime anyway.” You nodded and allowed remus to carry back to the blacks estate. James and sirius trailed behind you carrying the small picnic blanket and your books.

“What did you do? Shove her?” Regulus teased at remus and you weren’t having it. You tugged one of your shoes off and chucked it right at him. “Be nice to daddy!!” You yelled at him. The three other men were trying to hold in their laughs as remus stopped to grab your shoe before taking you upstairs. “Cmon let get you in the bath.”

You stood next to him while he filled the bath with hot water and bubbles. You dig out your 3 favorite bath toys and threw them in there as well smiling happily. Remus helped undress you before sitting you inside the tub, you winced at the heat stinging your knee. “Shh, I know but it’ll feel better in a second little one” he leaned down and pecked your forehead.

Remus allowed you to play while he washed your hair. “How does your knee feel now?”’he asked and you shrugged “feels better” “good baby. You wanna get out?” You nodded feeling the water start to turn cold. He quickly gets you out and drys you off putting you on your favorite Ariel sleep set. He grabs your paci from his bathroom counter and slips it in your mouth before he lifts you up. He carries you downstairs and into the kitchen pouring milk into one of your sippy cups and warning it up for you.

“Here you go my princess” he handed you the cup after screwing the lid on. You smiled and he took your paci you replacing it with your cup and drinking the milk slowly. Remus picked you up carrying you into the living room and sitting down holding you in his lap, he grabbed a blanket and tucked it around you.

“It’s okay baby, daddy’s here” you smiled and let your eyes get heavy as you sipped at your milk. You felt warm and fuzzy beibg inside the most comforting persons arms you drifted off to sleep easily.

#fem reader #young remus x reader #young remus lupin #remus x y/n #remus x you #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin #remus lupin X little!reader #marauders era

[anangelwhodidntfall]

Beautiful❤✨ Request

Poly Ariel &Eric x hybrid!reader

where the first time they met Ariel and Eric were already married and was just swimming around with her otter named Tide(a girl)and Asmodeus but he isn't the best swimmer so he has to hold onto the reader's neck

but reader got a fish hook and it left a deep scratch on her tail so she had to go on land where Ariel and Eric just happened to return home from travelling uncharted waters.

Reader manages to crawl on land but passes out because of exhaustion. Ariel and Eric see her go unconscious and try to go to her but Tide and Asmodeus hiss at them because they think they're gonna hurt her but mange to win them over

Carry her back to the palace (but while she's unconscious she turns back into a human because she's out of the water)She wakes up a few hours later, in a night gown with Tide and Asmodeus resting beside her

A maid walks in and checks on her and calls the Royal couple over and they show her around town and fall in love with her but Reader thinks she overstayed her welcome and tries to leave bit they want her to stay a bit longer by taking and walk on the beach

And they confess their feings for her and now reader always look at the scar on her thigh as a reminder of how she met her lovers

Memories: Poly Eric & Ariel x Hybrid!Reader

You, Asmodeus, and Tide who was on hanging on your neck were swimming around the water talking and just relaxing when you felt something pierce your tail making you cry out. Tide walked down your back and let you know that you had a fish hook stuck in your tail, you decided to swim to shore that way you could pull it out.

You three reached a rock where you sat there and gently pulled the hook out of your tail with a hiss as you set it to the side, watching as blood poured from your tail. You began to panic as you tried to crawl to shore in hopes that someone might be able to help you, the last thing you remember was barely making it to shore before everything went black. 

riel and Eric had just returned home from traveling when they saw someone passed out on the beach making them concerned as they walked over to where they laid. As they got closer they could see it was a girl about their age who was hurt badly, but as they went to touch the otter and snake that were laying next to her, hissed at her. 

"Hey, hey we're not gonna hurt her." Ariel said to them. 

"We just want to get her the help she needs." Eric said to them as Ariel nodded her head.

"You are most than welcomed to come with us, so you can watch over her." Ariel said to them as Tide crawled in her arms and as Asmodeus wrapped himself around her. 

They carried you back to the castle where you got looked at by a doctor who said you would heal fine and probably just have a scar and more in-likely passed out from exhaustion. They left you in a room with Tide and Asmodeus resting beside you and would come back and check on you once you were awake. 

You woke up a few hours later and realized that you were no longer on the beach but instead inside a room wearing a nightgown. You stretched and woke yourself up more and that's when you saw Tide and Asmodeus sleeping in a bed next to yours which made you smile as you heard the door open.

"Oh good you're awake! I will go let the royal couple know." The maid said giving you a smile. 

"The royal couple?" You asked her. 

"Yes, they were the ones who found you and brought you here." She said before leaving you.

A few minutes later, the door opens up and Prince Eric and Princess Ariel walk through your door with smiles on their faces. 

"Hi there, I"m Ariel, and this is Eric, how are you feeling?" Ariel asked you.

"Uh-hi im y/n, I'm feeling alright. How did you guys find me?" You asked them. 

"We had just come back from a sailing trip and we saw you passed out on the beach, your friends there wouldn't let us take you so willingly but eventually they did and the doctor was able to get you looked at." Eric said. 

"What did the doctor say about my leg?" You asked noticing it was bandaged now. 

"He said you will heal just fine but he wants to keep you here for the next few days just to make sure, is that okay with you?" They asked you. 

"Yes, it is. Thank you for allowing me to stay and for helping me." You said to them. 

"No need to thank us, tomorrow we could show you around the castle and the town if you would like?" Ariel said with a smile. 

"I would love that, thank you." You said to them,

The next few days, they showed you around the castle and town and you fell in love with it and honestly could see yourself staying here if that was an option. You guys were having breakfast when you decided to break the news to them. 

"I think I am going to leave this afternoon and head home." You said as they looked at you in shock. 

"What? Why?" They asked you, they had fallen for you and weren't ready for you to leave.

"I think I've overstayed my welcome and it's time for me to head home." You said. 

"No, you haven't. Please come walk with us to the beach so we can talk with you." They said as you agreed. 

You three made your way down to the beach where you guys walked around before coming to the spot where they found you. 

"Y/n please don't go, these past few days have been so wonderful and it's made us realize something." Eric said. 

"What might that be?" You asked them. 

"We like you a lot and would like to see how this relationship develops between us. Will you please consider staying a little longer?" Ariel asked you. 

"I guess a little longer couldn't hurt." You said making them smile as you three continued walking around. 

Now whenever you look at that scar on your leg, you are reminded how you met the two loves of your life. 

#ariel x reader x prince eric #prince eric x ariel x reader #prince eric x ariel #prince eric x you #prince eric x reader #ariel x you #ariel x reader #hybrid!reader #the little mermaid x reader

[theodoresgirl]

Welcome to my Master List Link 2 Pinned/Intro

What I Write - GirlxGuy sfw/NSFW

What I will try to Write for you - GuyxGuy sfw/NSFW GirlxGirl sfw

What i can't write - GirlxGirl NSFW

I tend to write from a female or gender neutral POV unless its stated otherwise. Below is a list and links to my already written story's, and below that is lists and or ideas of who I write for.

Flynn Rider / Eugene Fitzherbert

Secret Romance - Sleepy!Eugene x F!Reader Villagers AU / Secret Romance

Moon Light - Eugene x Fem!Reader Part 2 , Villagers AU / Secret Romance

Bucky Barnes

Love Triangle - You and Bucky have a 6 year old daughter, But your love didn’t really work out on both ends.

Killian Jones / Captain Hook

Tavern Waitress - Killian Jones x Fem!Tavern worker!Reader / Killian and his crew come into your fathers tavern.

Lady Edith - Killian Jones x Snows!Daughter!Reader + 3 year old daughter

Odd Cat - Killian Jones x Cheshire Cat!Reader / Killian meets the Cheshire cat and he's completely in love with her strange personality and creepy appearance.

Just Shut Up - Killian Jones x Cheshire Cat!Reader / Killian and Cheshire meet again in story-broke after kitty falls into a body of water.

Theodore Nott

Burn - Theodore Nott x Female!Reader Hamiliton au 🙏🏻 / Reader finds out about Theodores affair he made public.

WIP’s

Tangled

Flynn Rider/Eugene Fitzherbert Rapunzel Mother Gothel

The Little Mermaid

Ariel Eric ( 1989 & Live Action ) Possibly Ariel's Sisters

Frozen

Anna Elsa Kristoff Hans

Beauty and The Beast

Belle Beast Gaston

Once Upon a Time

Killian Jones

The Walking Dead

Daryl Dixon

Golden Trio era

Draco Malfoy Ron Weasley Fred & George Weasley Hermione Granger

*FAN CASTS* Matheo Riddle Theodore Nott

The Marauders era

Regulus Black

Marvel

Bucky Barnes Steve Rogers Natasha Romanoff Peter Parker/Tom Tony Stark Loki Laufeyson Thor Odinson

Scooby Doo

Shaggy Rogers Fred Jones Velma Dinkley Daphne Blake

Twilight

Jacob Black

The Vampire Diaries

Damon Salvatore Bonnie Bennett Jeremy Gilbert

NCIS

Jethero Gibbs

Law & Order: SVU

Elliot Stabler Dominick Carisi Rafael Barba Nick Amaro Odafin Tutuola

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid Derek Morgan Aaron Hotchner

My Hero Academia

Dabi Katsuki Bakugou

Dividers, repost divider By saradika

Word Dividers by CafeKitsune

#last updated: Jan 5th 2024 #disney x reader #fanfic #bucky x reader #bucky #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x y/n #harrypotter x reader #marvel x reader #disney x yn #flynnriderfanfic #flynn rider x reader #flynn rider x yn #tvd #the vampire diaries #the vampire diaries x reader #the vampire diaries x yn #tvd x reader #tvd x yn #beauty and the beast #frozen #frozen 2 #elsa #anna #hans #scooby doo #scooby doo x reader #scooby doo x yn

[thealmightyemprex]

Disney Gay Bar AU :Relationships

Because fuck it

Oh and if you wanna suggest more relationships to this AU feel free too .These are just the patrons who are dating

Evil Queen X Maleficent

Hades X Jafar (Both amicable exes with Maleficent )

Honest John X GIdeon

Prince John X Sir Hiss

Timon X Pumbaa

Ratcliffe X Wiggins (Banned from bar )

Zira X Scar X Shere Khan (Policule )

Ursula has a thing for Cruella but they arent dating yet

Basil X Dawson, Basil is exes with Ratigan

Jumbaa X Pleakley

Baloo X Bagheera (Baloo would marry a panther apparently )

Shenzi XBanzai X Ed (Policule)

Captain Hook X Smee

Reluctant Dragon X Sir Giles

Chernabog X Horned King

@goodanswerfoxmonster @themousefromfantasyland @the-blue-fairie @ariel-seagull-wings @softlytowardthesun

#queer #lgbtq #disney gay bar #disney

[aew-kun-age-regression]

-Disney Agere-

Moodboards

Regressor!Rapunzel

The Haunted Mansion Moodboard (2003)

The Little Mermaid (1989) Moodboard

Aladdin (1992) Moodboard

Belle and Jasmine Moodboards

Cinderella Moodboard

Regressor!Evie (Descendants)

Regressor!Mal (Descendants)

Caregiver!Mary Poppins (1964)

Caregiver Ming and Jin

Descendants StimBoard

Regressor!Basil (The Great Mouse Detective)

Christopher Robin Moodboard

Caregiver!Father Kent (The Haunted Mansion 2023)

Christopher Robin Moodboard

Winnie the Pooh StimBoard

Piglet StimBoard (Winnie the Pooh)

Winnie the Pooh Moodboard

Caregiver!Ben Matthias (The Haunted Mansion 2023)

Caregiver!Madam Leota (The Haunted Mansion 2023)

Christopher Robin StimBoard

Nightmare Before Christmas Moodboard

Story/Fanfics

Caregiver!Jack Skeleton X Caregiver!Sally X Little!Reader (Fix it please..?)

Caregiver!Christopher Robin X Little!Reader (Decorating..)

Headcannons

Playlists

"Disney"

Art

DNI Banner

Evie, Mal, Carlos and Jay

Aladdin

Winnie the Pooh (Christopher Robin)

Captain James Hook (Tinkerbell Pirate Fairy)

Paci Icon

Rapunzel

Evie (Descendants)

Ariel

Christopher Robin

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[pr1ncess4riel]

Estava querendo desenvolver algumas ideias dentro do RPG, não é específico para nenhum char meu, mas se vocês querem desenvolver um desses pontos comigo, podem apontar com qual personagem seu você quer, e até mesmo com o meu em alguns casos (caso queira plotar com um char específico). (Alguns são mais desenvolvimento, outros mais simples, mas todos são coisas que eu queria jogar)

IDEIAS SEM CHAR ESPECÍFICO, MAS PODE SER COM QUALQUER UM:

Suspeita de gravidez (Só pelo susto e roleplay)

Amizade desde a infância que agora não estão se falando por x motivo.

Ex-namoradxs.

Rivais/Competição.

Ride or Die.

Betrayal.

Summer Love.

Found Family.

Only sex (bed friends)

John:

John sempre foi bem chato sobre tudo, Muse vai levá-lo para um dia divertido na praia onde ele vai esquecer sobre todas as coisas que o prendem.

John quer invadir o navio de Hook para descobrir o porquê de estarem ali, e Muse vai ajudá-lo. @piraetfairy

Ariel:

Muse está trabalhando junto com Ariel em sua Tenda da Sereia sobre o fundo do mar. Seja ajudando ela ou apenas fazendo companhia.

Muse está começando a desconfiar que Ariel pode estar envolvida com vilões e a confrontar sobre isso.

Ariel vai acabar oferecendo/fazendo uma poção para Muse conseguir algo que elx queira.

Victoria:

Cansada das roupas do século passado que Victoria usa e seus espartilhos Muse quer levar Victoria para um banho de loja/visual. @grwmlottie

Muse levou Victoria para algo que ela jamais vai esquecer: seu primeiro hamburguer. @fraknenstien

Gaston:

Gaston está alugando o lugar onde Muse mora e por isso sempre está indo lá consertar alguma coisa. @dragnoess

Muse quer ajudar Gaston a tirar a Belle de sua cabeça acabando sempre flertando e sendo seu casinho.

Berlioz:

Muse descobriu que Berlioz está mentindo para sua mãe e está o ameaçando sobre isso.

Muse está tendo aulas de música com ele.

Berlioz viu Muse fazendo algo "ilegal" em um dos pubs e agora estão ligados por esse segredo.

Muse é partyfriend de Berlioz sempre se divertindo durante toda madrugada.

Ruby:

Muse sempre acaba cuidando dos machucados e sendo o ouvinte principal dela.

Muse conhece Ruby desde pequenos, e sabe que a morte da sua mãe foi um grande impacto quando viu o cartaz dela de procurados não contou para ninguém sobre o ocorrido e quer entender com ela se ela tem mesmo que seguir esse caminho.

Muse pode estar ameaçando Ruby para falar seu segredo que descobriu sem querer por motivo x.

Blair:

Muse está ajudando Blair a se adaptar em Tão Tão Distante foi a pessoa que mostrou todos os arredores e onde ir.

Muse está sendo uma influência confusa para ela. Sempre muito regrada com a ideia de ser uma princesa, Muse está levando ela para o "mau" caminho.

Abraham:

Abraham está ajudando Muse a aprender o mínimo de auto defesa para conseguir se proteger. @sweetsallydoll

Muse é vampirx e está sempre brigando com Abraham ele não espera pelo dia que tenha permissão para matar muse.

Muse é umx vampirx, mas no começo Abraham não sabia até fazendo amizade com elu e agora está sofrendo com as consequências.

#refiz tirando o tucker e colocando o abraham

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

1989, Taylor Swift

(this edit series is currently in the works!! so not to 100% spoil my own edits but like, this is the same list I used to plan it!) but also as a rule, this album is 100% Abbie Hudson & Arianne Martin!

Welcome To New York: Kirsty Gilmore

Blank Space: Arianne Martin

Style: Betty Fabray x Mac Hudson, Amethyst Andrews x Sweet Pea, Anastasia Andrews x Jughead Jones

Out Of The Woods: Arianne Martin x Stiles Stilinski, Selena McCall x Derek Hale

All You Had To Do Was Stay: Helena x Klaus Hargreeves

Shake It Off: Kirsty Gilmore

I Wish You Would: Finley Rider x Prince Ben

Bad Blood: Willow Dell & Rory Gilmore, Arianne Martin & Allison Argent, Avalon & Mal, Amethyst Andrews & Veronica Lodge, Alia Kelly & Serena Van Der Woodsen

Wildest Dreams: Rosabelle Legume x Harry Hook x Prince Ben, Ariel Blossom x Malachai

How You Get The Girl: Ivy Knight x Oliver Queen

This Love: Abbie Hudson x Quinn Fabray

I Know Places: Bella Pressman x Harry Bingham

Clean: Kirsty Gilmore, Helena Hargreeves

Wonderland: Ophelia Wayne x Leander Zane Hayes, Anastasia Andrews x Jughead Jones

You Are In Love: Jacqueline Grant x Jess Mariano

New Romantics: Kyla Keller, Coco Bates, Abbie Hudson

Slut!: Sophie Dugray, Kyla Keller, Coco Bates

Say Don’t Go: Jeremy St James x Sebastian Smythe, Roxie Flores x Noah Puckerman

Now That We Don’t Talk: Evie Van Der Woodsen x Jenny Humphrey

Suburban Legends: Margot Kline x Neal Caffrey

Is It Over Now?: Sidney Hopper x Steve Harrington (ft. Billy & Nancy)

Sweeter Than Fiction: Aurora & Blaine & Cooper Anderson

Send me an album and, if I know the artist, I will try to associate to every song an oc/ship/crossover

#ask #answered #ginevrastilinski

[hannahhook7744]

Meet Treycor Zagreus Adonis Fae-Aoratos;

Fc: Leon Thomas III.

Fic Title: The Marvelous Misadventures of Hannah Hook.

Nickname(s): The Dragon Whisperer, TAZ, The Argent Wildfire, Nyx's Fury, The Ass-whooping Dispenser,

Sexuality: Heterosexual.

Pronouns: He/Him.

Birthday: April 20th.

Height: 6"11.

Hair Color: Flaming Royal/Electric Blue.

Eye Color: Gold.

Place of Birth: Isle of the Lost.

Hobbies: Playing video games, playing music, learning to play various instruments, listening to music, learning different forms of martial arts, sparring, cooking, fire breathing, potion brewing, rune crafting, archery, flying, sailing, watching movies, learning how to use different weapons, sword fighting, pranking, and reading.

Likes: Fighting, weapons, cooking, flying, food, pranks, fire, exploring, etc.

Dislikes: Disrespect, liars, seeing his friends hurt, bullies, annoying ghosts, people interrupting his sleep, etc.

Favorite musicians: Daddyphatsnaps, Divide Music, Fabvl, Gemini Syndrome, Orpheus and Eurydice, The Bad Apples, Living Color, and The Dragons.

Physical Quirks/Scars: Large 'X' shaped scar on his chest.

Family: Hades (father), Persphone (mother), Mal Fae (paternal half sister), Hadie (twin brother), Noah Aoratos (paternal half brother), Alex Aoratos-Sinclair (paternal half brother), Darcy Aoratos (parental half sister), Skia (full sister), Hercules (paternal cousin), Meg (paternal cousin by marriage), Herkie (first cousin once removed), Ariel (first cousin once removed), Urusla (first cousin once removed), Uma (second cousin), etc.

Honorary Family: His crew, Uma's crew, and the Hooks .

Friends: His crew, Uma's crew, Jay, and Carlos.

Pets: Cerberus (3 headed dog) and Solar (Nemean Lion).

Love Interest: None at the moment.

Optimistic or Pessimistic: Neither. He's realistic.

Introvert or Extrovert: Neither. He's an ambivert.

Occupation: High school student, pirate quartermaster, member of the Misty-eyed Knights, and fire breather in the Storm Bringer circus.

Extracurriculars: Martial Arts Club, Weaponsmithing, Culinary Club, Band, Member of the Misty-eyed Knights, and Archery.

Favorite Animal: Dragons.

Favorite Colors: Red, Blue, Black, White, and Gold

Favorite Book: 'The Isis Papers' by Francis Cress Wellsing.

Favorite Food: None. He's a Foodie.

Favorite Drink: Non-alchoholic Pomegrante Cider

Favorite Movie/TV Show: Black Panther 1 & 2, Afro Samurai, Black Dynamtie, and The Boondocks.

Background: Once Upton a time, Maleficent and Hades had another kid. That child's name was Treycor Fae Aoratos.

He joined Hannah Hook's crew when he was 7 and was taught various forms of martial arts by Shan Yu.

He is the one Hannah Hook left in charge of their crew when she left for Auardon and is one of her closest advisors.

~~~~Playlist~~~~

"Protector" by City Wolf.

"In the Blood" by Ashley Barrett.

"Dead Man Walking" by War Room.

"Program" by Living Color.

"Cult of Personality" by Living Color.

"Burn" by Daddyphatsnaps.

"Mourning Star" by Gemini Syndrome.

Inspired by @thecaptainsgingersnap and @theinnerworkingsofoc .

This is my and my friend @crimsonstar2096 's oc.

#descendants #disney descendants #melissa de la cruz #hannah hook verse #the marvelous misadventures of hannah hook #treycor fae aoratos #treycor son of Maleficent and Hades #the meet series #disney descendants original characters #disney descendants original character #descendants original character #descendants original characters #disney descendants ocs #descendants ocs #disney descendants oc #descendants oc #disney #my descendants extended universe #my descendants au #my descendants ocs #my descendants oc #my descendants story #my disney descendants alternate universe #my disney descendants ocs #my disney descendants original characters #etc etc

[descendantofthesparrow]

I posted 3,460 times in 2022

1,195 posts created (35%)

2,265 posts reblogged (65%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@descendantofthesparrow

@lady-of-the-spirit

@disneyfan50

@ishiphumasohard

@harriyanna

I tagged 1,712 of my posts in 2022

#disney descendants - 488 posts

#art - 249 posts

#harry hook descendants - 246 posts

#my art - 242 posts

#harry hook x reader - 137 posts

#the invitation - 71 posts

#thomas doherty - 63 posts

#uma descendants - 62 posts

#poyw 2.0 - 58 posts

#poyw revise - 49 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#bruh i would like-interupt when i want to speak and i was always repremanded for it by my youth leader like 'wait ur turn' but i could never

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Harriyanna with the peacock miraculous

got inspired by the cosplay of mayura she posted earlier today and I just had to.

@harriyanna

347 notes - Posted January 11, 2022

#4

Switching places - Harry Hook x reader - soulmate au oneshot

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Soulmates, something everybody had, yes even the villains; and their children. Some found their soulmates young; some never did; either by choice or by chance. But everyone would and had met their soulmate by the age of 17, because on the 16th birthday of whoever was in question; they would switch bodies with their soulmates.

This would only happen twice in a lifetime for someone, once each 16th birthday; It allowed soulmates to look into each other's lives, see each other, learn about each other from their friends, family.

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362 notes - Posted March 28, 2022

#3

Once Upon a December - Masterlist

P1

P2

P3

P4

P5

P6

P7

P8

P9

P10

P11

P11 smut expansion

P12

P13

P14 FINAL

439 notes - Posted September 21, 2022

#2

Bus buddy - Jeff the killer x reader - oneshot

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You weren't sure how this routine had started, but every night after your shift at work, you would get onto your usual bus, greet your usual driver, and sit across from your usual bus buddy. He wasn’t really your buddy but he had been there long enough to not be scary anymore.

When you first saw him, you had frozen for the entire trip back to your stop, unable to keep your eyes off him. he was very imposing, tall with long black hair peeking out from under his hood. Now you felt comfortable enough to sleep, just as you used to before his arrival, his knuckles knocking against your knee when your stop came up, you would thank him, yawning as you did, and hop off the bus.

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638 notes - Posted July 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

why Ariel being black matters

Ariel is black now and it brings so much joy to the girls who have only seen themselves in one disney princess, Tiana, who is an amazing character but representation matters and its damn time black girls got their little mermaid

1,199 notes - Posted September 12, 2022

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[d4rlingjohn]

Estava querendo desenvolver algumas ideias dentro do RPG, não é específico para nenhum char meu, mas se vocês querem desenvolver um desses pontos comigo, podem apontar com qual personagem seu você quer, e até mesmo com o meu em alguns casos (caso queira plotar com um char específico). (Alguns são mais desenvolvimento, outros mais simples, mas todos são coisas que eu queria jogar)

IDEIAS SEM CHAR ESPECÍFICO, MAS PODE SER COM QUALQUER UM:

Suspeita de gravidez (Só pelo susto e roleplay)

Amizade desde a infância que agora não estão se falando por x motivo.

Ex-namoradxs.

Rivais/Competição.

Ride or Die.

Betrayal.

Summer Love.

Found Family.

Only sex (bed friends)

John:

John sempre foi bem chato sobre tudo, Muse vai levá-lo para um dia divertido na praia onde ele vai esquecer sobre todas as coisas que o prendem.

John quer invadir o navio de Hook para descobrir o porquê de estarem ali, e Muse vai ajudá-lo.

Ariel:

Muse está trabalhando junto com Ariel em sua Tenda da Sereia sobre o fundo do mar. Seja ajudando ela ou apenas fazendo companhia.

Muse está começando a desconfiar que Ariel pode estar envolvida com vilões e a confrontar sobre isso.

Ariel vai acabar oferecendo/fazendo uma poção para Muse conseguir algo que elx queira.

Victoria:

Cansada das roupas do século passado que Victoria usa e seus espartilhos Muse quer levar Victoria para um banho de loja/visual.

Muse levou Victoria para algo que ela jamais vai esquecer: seu primeiro hamburguer.

Gaston:

Gaston está alugando o lugar onde Muse mora e por isso sempre está indo lá consertar alguma coisa.

Muse quer ajudar Gaston a tirar a Belle de sua cabeça acabando sempre flertando e sendo seu casinho.

Tucker:

Muse está trabalhando em sua casa de chá e surtando com a forma que ele está sempre fazendo tudo ao contrário.

Muse quer arrumar uma briga com Tucker por causa de alguma coisa que ele disse.

Berlioz:

Muse descobriu que Berlioz está mentindo para sua mãe e está o ameaçando sobre isso.

Muse está tendo aulas de música com ele.

Berlioz viu Muse fazendo algo "ilegal" em um dos pubs e agora estão ligados por esse segredo.

Muse é partyfriend de Berlioz sempre se divertindo durante toda madrugada.

Ruby:

Muse sempre acaba cuidando dos machucados e sendo o ouvinte principal dela.

Muse conhece Ruby desde pequenos, e sabe que a morte da sua mãe foi um grande impacto quando viu o cartaz dela de procurados não contou para ninguém sobre o ocorrido e quer entender com ela se ela tem mesmo que seguir esse caminho.

Muse pode estar ameaçando Ruby para falar seu segredo que descobriu sem querer por motivo x.

Blair:

Muse está ajudando Blair a se adaptar em Tão Tão Distante foi a pessoa que mostrou todos os arredores e onde ir.

Muse está sendo uma influência confusa para ela. Sempre muito regrada com a ideia de ser uma princesa, Muse está levando ela para o "mau" caminho.

#desculpa se é muita coisa #mas né fica a ideia ai #podem me chamar ou ir de reply com o que quiserem e eu chamo