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codenamewitcher · 3 years
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So I’m putting this out here right now with the whole new Post+ thing tumblr is doing because some of you in fanfic don’t know about the shit that Anne Rice and a bunch of authors and production corporations pulled on fanfiction back around 2012 and even before that, but DO NOT put any of your fanfiction behind a paywall. DO NOT put fanwork up under Post+ because you can be sued for copyright violations. 
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marvelchick91 · 6 years
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Fan girl ~ Loki
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What if one of Loki’s fans had been in the street and seen him?
Your day was going by as it normally did. You roamed the streets, hood up and glancing around. You were waiting for the right person to walk by. That’s when you see two men walking in front of you. One is a long haired blonde and massive while the other has long black hair, is equally tall, but built much thinner.
The black haired one is wearing a suit and you quickly decide he looks rich. Hopefully he’s the kind to carry benjamins in his wallet.
You follow them for a little bit and begin to get closer. Waiting for the right moment. You creep behind the man and begin reaching for his pocket.
You jump in shock when two girls rush over screaming. For a second you think they caught you trying to pick pocket the man. With wide eyes you watch as the two girls run up to the blonde man. That’s when you finally see his face and your jaw drops. He’s Thor! An Avenger and god of Thunder.
You roll your eyes as the two girls start flirting with Thor and ask for his picture. The man with Thor is obviously annoyed also as he turns away and instead looks directly at you. That’s when you nearly lose it.
“Oh my god, your Loki!” You say, excitement filling your body. You almost saw the god of mischief as a role model. At a young age you had been introduced to the thief life in order to survive. Now a days you did much more then petty crimes. In fact pick pocketing was simply a hobby compared to the crimes you have committed. And now to meet the man that wanted to contain the feral animal that is man kind is mind blowing.
“Yes I tried to take over Earth but please don’t scream it’s quite annoying,” the god mutters.
“Oh trust me I’m not scared! Overjoyed yes! I’m such a huge fan, I was just thinking about how annoying those two over there are but then I saw who was with Thor! I gotta take a picture with you, the gang will love it,” you say already pulling out your phone.
You notice Loki’s shocked look but ignore it and instead position yourself next to him to take a selfie. He glances at the camera and smirks. Click.
“Perfect! Thank you so much,” you exclaim with a huge smile.
“If I may ask, what could possibly make a young mortal as yourself see me as someone to be like?” He asks.
You shrug thinking over what to say. “Let’s just say ever since I was young I’ve been doing bad cause humanity did me bad. It was nice to see someone else that hates humans actually do something about it,” you giggle, wondering if you admitted to much. Was it wrong to hate your own race? Probably.
“What is your name?”
“Y/N,” you respond with a smile.
By now the girls had left and Thor had turned to see what his brother was up to. He was shocked to see him talking to a midgardian, both holding smiles on their face.
“Loki we must go,” Thor says, almost as if it was Loki that had been holding them up this whole time.
Loki rolls his eyes at the other god and turns back to the human. “I will see you again one day Y/N,” the handsome god says before placing a chaste kiss on your check and disappearing into the crowd.
Definitely the best day ever.
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lazy-bird-fanfics · 5 years
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Teach Me (Bucky x Reader)
This is for @envy-adamss​ fall writing challenge. :) 
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(he’s a real cutie) 
WC: 900 ish 
>Fluff, i guess<
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Steve Rodges was your neighbor. It was pretty cool. He’d have dinner parties for his close friends and always invite you. The difference in the way food was cooked from the 40s to now fascinated him and he liked trying out new recipes. 
At least once a week he’d have his friend Bucky over. You could always tell because the two would put on old-timey music and sit on the balcony and laugh and remember the old days and talk about all the things they missed. Occasionally they’d ask you to give them history lessons. 
The evening was very pretty, so you made a cup of tea and went to your balcony with your book, planning to finish it before the sunset too low. Your balcony was separated from Steve’s by a brick wall, and you could hear Bucky’s voice. He was your favorite of all of Steve’s friends, Natasha being a close second. 
“I miss going out dancing, Stevie. People don’t dance anymore. People go to bars and just drink. Where’s the fun in that? And when they do dance! That’s not dancing. I know things have changed a lot since our time but, it feels wrong having girls pressed up all on you moving like that.” 
“Oh, I know, Buck, it’s normal now I guess but if my ma saw me like that, I can’t imagine.” 
There was a burst of laughter. It was cute. They were both so accepting of the new way things are but still, even after years, taken aback by it all. You knew Steve wouldn’t mind if you leaned over and talked to them but sometimes it felt wrong invading such personal conversations, but you really wanted to hear they’re stories of them back in the old days, going out and having fun, it was so different than now and it was so interesting to you. So you walked over to the rail and leaned over. 
“You grandpa’s reminiscing about, what did you call girls back then? Dames? Dancing with dames?” They both laughed at how awkward words from their time sounded coming from you.
“You could say that, yeah” Bucky laughed. He put his head down a shook it still laughing a little. He then looked up through a few strands of hair and you swear you could’ve melted. He was so pretty. 
“There are social dance clubs, you know?” 
“I’m sort of a relatively feared assassin, you know? Plus, I don’t think too many girls would be keen on dancing with a metal arm.”  
 “Ex-assassin.”
“Sometimes it seems like you’re the only non-avenger who remembers that.” Bucky smiled at you. 
“Why don’t you come over, y/n?” Steve stood up, “I’m gonna go make us some drinks, requests?” 
All Bucky requested was something warm, spiced, or both. 
“A whiskey sour? Please?” You chimed in batting your eyelashes. 
“Coming up.” And with that Steve left. You carefully climbed onto the bottom of the rail and swung a leg over. 
“Y/N! Don’t!” Bucky jumped up and ran to you.
“I’m fine I do this all the time, Barnes.” 
“Give me your hand, just in case?” You brought the other leg over and scooted around the brick that separated the balconies. Bucky reached out and grabbed around your waist. 
“Sorry, I should’ve asked, but you’re making me nervous.” He began to retreat his hands but couldn’t fully do it. 
“It’s okay, it’s charming that you’re so worried.” You laughed and began to swing a leg over Steve’s railing. 
“Who wouldn’t be? We’re pretty high up.” As your body moved Bucky quickly grabbed onto your waist, tighter. He then helped pull you over a little. 
“The door isn’t that far, you know?” 
“You can walk me home if me using the door is so important to you.” 
It was at this moment you realized just how close you were to Bucky. 
“So uh,” you stepped away, “dancing, huh?” 
“Yeah, it was how we met people and had a good time, we didn’t have all the fancy technology you guys do.” 
“Yeah, I’d love to go dancing the way people did back then, it seems a lot more fun than going clubbing.” 
“Don’t say ‘back then’ like that, you make me feel so old. Maybe we should try one of these social dances. ONLY if you be my partner, though, I’m um, not sure how people would feel still, but you’re okay with it.” Bucky let out an awkward half sigh half laugh and motioned to his arm. 
“I can’t dance, I don’t know how.” 
“Oh, it’s easy really if you’re a follow you just have to know the basic motions and follow your lead.” 
“Teach me?”  Your words came out rushed and you immediately regretted it. He was so attractive, and smart, and kind, and everything you wanted in a person. 
“Alright,” He walked up to you with his hand out, “May I have this dance?” 
“Oh, um,” you could feel yourself blushing, “yes, you can.” 
He took your hand in his and pulled you a little closer, grabbing your waist lightly. 
“Step like this, then over here, now this way, turn that way,” And with that Bucky led you through the steps of a dance. 
Steve opened the balcony door, saw you two dancing, and immediately turned back around. He didn’t want to ruin his best friend finally being able to dance with the girl he has been wanting to dance with since they met. 
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Thank you, I hope you liked it. It’s not the best but sshhhhhh 
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