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glitterpeachtree · 5 months

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Nothing's more awkward than being in a college class and accidentally opening fanfiction in front of everyone...

#fanfic #fanfiction #ryan gosling #kpop imagines #enhypen imagines #sierra six #the gray man #courtland gentry #ryan gosling imagine #sierra six x reader #ao3 #sierra six x y/n #tony stark imagine #why am i like this #oopsie

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sophs-style · 30 days

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The Givenchy Spring/Summer 2024 show took place during Paris Fashion Week on Thursday (28th September 2023) in Paris, France.

Lucy Hale, Camille Razat, Claire Foy, Clémence Poésy, Dove Cameron, Esther Yu, Madelyn Cline, Meghann Fahy, Sabrina Carpenter, Barbara Palvin, Antonia Gentry, Caroline Daur, Toni Garrn, Leonie Hanne, Tamara Kalinic and Veronica Ferraro.

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saiyanprincessswanie · 2 years

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SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 105

Welcome to Week 105

This starts the new 2022-2023 (Year 3) of Weekly Reading Lists.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community. 💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

My Masterlist click HERE

Please make sure you are reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old.These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

Page-break by @whimsicalrogers

If you can, please reblog these lists so they can reach more people on Tumblr.

I love you 3000 💜 Missy

Civil War Brooklyn - Chp 12 - (Steve x Reader x Bucky) - @saiyanprincessswanie

Gone, Baby - The Final Chase - (Lloyd x Reader) - @wayward-blonde

The Birdcage - Chp 6 - (Bucky x Reader) - @caffiend-queen

Home Run Romance - 3 - (Nat x Reader) - @lovelyavengers

Back Again - (Lloyd x Reader) - @onsunnyside

Engaged - (Steve x Reader) - @cockslutpadalecki

Boring - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

The Auction - @caffiend-queen

Badass kitten - @holylulusworld

A shot at happiness - (Andy x Reader) - @madscape

Blood & Music - Chp 9 - @caffiend-queen

sucette - (Lloyd x Reader) - @ozarkthedog

In Heat - (Lloyd x Reader) - @babyboibucky

Fluky Jakey Loser Lucky - (Jake x Reader) - @madscape

One stormy night - (Tony x Reader) - @pigwidgeonxo

Beg for me - (Steve x Reader) - @princessphilly

Make you - (Steve x Reader x Bucky) - @princessphilly

Pretty Desperate Thing - (Ransom x Reader) - @ronearoundblindly

Free - (Bucky x Reader) - @sarah-in-disguise

Better Use - (Steve x Reader) - @sconnie-doesnt-know

Boys in Bed with Books (20) - (Lloyd x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

The Fitness Pack (2) - (Steve x Reader) - @holylulusworld

The Invitation (2) - @ironlady1993

Unexpected Love - Part 2 - (Bucky x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Private Eyes - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Girlfriend boyfriend, Girlfriend boyfriend - Part 4 - (Stucky x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans

Because you want this - (Bucky x Reader) - @sirenphrynne

Ten Seconds - (Dean x Reader) - @sofreddie

Midnight Serenade - (Steve x Reader) - @strangeprincex-writes

Tell me sweet little lies - (Nick x Reader) - @thecornerlot

Shed my skin - Chp 3 - @leiamorgainedelalune

Ooey gooey - (Bucky x Reader) - @thornsnvultures

Will you change my dressing - (Bucky x Reader) - @winniewings

The first degree - (Bucky x Reader) - @wordywarriorwrites

Masquerade all you feel inside - (Loki x Reader) - @writerwrites

For Science - (Jake x Reader) - @nocturne-pisces

Firecracker - (Lloyd x Reader) - @branded--with--a--j

Horizontal Bingo - (Loki x Reader) - @tuiccim

Save Me - (Court Gentry x Reader) - @onceuponastory

Side to Side - (Lloyd x Reader) - @labella420

Under the Cover of Darkness - (Lloyd x Reader) - @cockslutpadalecki

Consciousness of Guilt - Chp 23 - (Andy x Reader) - @wiypt-writes

Home Run Romance - 4 - (Nat x Reader) - @lovelyavengers

Delicate Edges - Part 5 - (Bucky x Reader) - @wkemeup

New Rules - Part 2 - (Steve x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

Sibling Rivalry (Chapter 27) - (Steve x Reader) - @imdarkinme

Riding On - Chp 26 - (Frank x OFC) - @wiypt-writes

The Auction - (2) - @caffiend-queen

Sunrise - Part 5 - (Bucky x Reader) - @/wkemeup

The Agony of Desire - Part 2 - (Billy x Reader) - @becauseicantthinkwritings

#saiyanprincessswanie #recommended reading #missy reads #stucky x reader #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #lloyd hansen x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #andy barber x reader #jake jensen x reader #tony stark x reader #ransom drysdale x reader #dean winchester x reader #nick fowler x reader #loki x reader #court gentry x reader #billy russo x reader

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slutforsilverfoxes · 10 months

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Happy Father’s Day to the ever-growing list of dilfs & daddies who inspire this author & account 🖤

And also to my actual father who I pray never finds this account

#aaron hotchner #unit chief daddy #jethro gibbs #steve mcgarrett #danny williams #thomas shelby #james bond #tony dinozzo #court gentry #joel miller #patrick jane #bucky barnes #steve rogers #i have a problem #i have to stop #or this will go on forever

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aurumacadicus · 8 months

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My friends this is almost 3K so unfortunately I have to put it under a cut. It's gonna hurt! <3

Steve felt sick to his stomach as he stood in the crumbling doorway of his family’s castle. He hadn’t been back to BrookLynn even after his armies had rooted out Hydra—too anxious he’d relive the pain and terror of that night almost twenty years ago, when Hydra had busted in the doors during a ball, where all of the higher-ranking gentry were attending. Well planned over years, he’d realized later—Hydra had wanted to wipe out the royal family and anyone who could take over in one fell swoop. He still dreamed about the screams of people being cut down as he turned to run up to his mother’s room, his father’s roar of rage as he drew sword and delved into the fray. Still remembered the look on his mother’s face as she realized she couldn’t protect him, them, Natasha tiny and curled up in bed with her.

Still had Tony’s face seared into his memory when it twisted from terrified to determined as he took charge, told Bucky to blockade the door to buy them time as Steve helped his mother put a dressing gown on over her nightdress, running his hands over the walls until he found something that went ‘click,’ and then tugged open a secret door and said, “This way! Out the servants’ corridor!”

Tony had been by his side for years, supporting him, and Steve realized now, staring into the dark remains of his former home, he’d never once returned the favor. Steve had lost Bucky, his father, and his kingdom, but he’d still had his mother, Natasha, and Tony. Tony had come away with nothing—his parents gone, his home taken over by Hydra, his money tied up by his uncle’s nefarious deeds. Tony had only had Steve, and Steve had been too hollowed out to help him. Had instead thrown him out and told him not to come back, even though he’d known he was wrong. Had only realized it when he’d looked for him after embracing Bucky and seen Tony had left in the excitement.

Steve swallowed thickly against the bile crawling up his throat. He should have known Tony would come here. Even with Hydra gone, they’d tainted the Stark family home. Steve might have eventually freed up his funds, but Tony still hated to touch the money his uncle had previously stolen. Everyone that Tony would have relied on for help was back in Paris, and Steve had driven a wedge between them from Tony’s point of view. Natasha and Bruce would have helped him. But Steve realized, heart falling to his toes, that Tony would never have asked anyway. He’d been ten when the castle had fallen, had taken the reins of their escape, had been the one to take care of everyone after they limped into Paris, broken and afraid. Tony probably couldn’t even remember a time when he was allowed to hurt and be taken care of by someone else.

Steve stepped into the castle, remembering what Natasha had said when she’d realized she couldn’t stop him from chasing Tony down. Tony hadn’t been protecting himself. Had been drunk when she’d finally stumbled across him. Not actively trying to get himself killed, she’d explained, but not caring if he died. He’d made a hovel for himself in the ballroom. He didn’t want to have to navigate stairs after coming back from drinking himself under the bar. It was nothing but a cot under a blanket tacked up for privacy. Apparently, it wasn’t uncommon for people to seek shelter there before moving on. Tony was just the only long-term resident.

Steve found the blanket exactly where Natasha had said. He pulled up the corner, terrified of what he might see, but there was hope rising in his chest, too. He was here now. He could make amends, tell Tony he had been wrong, convince him to come home.

Tony was there, curled up on his cot, covered in one thin wool blanket that looked like it had been left behind in one of the castle’s linen closets as people looted the better ones. He stepped closer, reaching out to grab his shoulder, maybe shake him awake, then remembered that Natasha had also told him that Tony was skittish, now, reacted to unexpected touch with alarm and, sometimes, fear. He drew his hand back, trying hard not to think about why that was, if it was his fault for their last argument coming to blows. Instead, he stepped closer, letting the blanket fall behind him. It was moth-eaten enough that it let in enough dappled light to see, and he carefully took a seat next to Tony, just to observe him for a moment.

Tony looked different, Steve thought, tilting his head. He hadn’t had the beard when he’d left, preferring to go clean-shaven. It suited him. His hair was longer too, and Steve wondered if that was a choice Tony had made or if he just preferred to spend money on booze instead of a barber. His beard was trimmed nicely, but he could have been doing that himself instead of paying someone. Tony had always been meticulous about his appearance back in Paris. It was kind of nice to see him relaxed in one aspect, even if it did make Steve feel like an asshole for thinking it.

It took a while for Tony to wake up, but Steve waited patiently. He took the time to think over all the times Tony had taken care of him, of everyone, and then sulked off to be alone with his own problems. Tony had always been following him, always had his hands out in an offer to help, always had a sympathetic ear. Steve didn’t know any of Tony’s problems, not real ones that would have required help or support from his friends. Tony hadn’t really had other relationships beyond summer romances or winter flings. He’d… thrown himself into being Steve’s right hand, he realized, heart in his throat. Tony hadn’t had any true romance in his life because he made himself available to Steve’s beck and call.

Steve had been such a fool. He’d been so sure that Tony would always be beside him that he’d taken him for granted. And then he’d yelled at him, almost come to blows with him, and told Tony to leave even when he hadn’t meant it. It was poor thanks for all the care that Tony had given him, and Tony had still seen fit to give him space even after he’d found the real Bucky, when it would have been so easy for him to come and gloat.

Although maybe this was something he simply couldn’t swallow past the guilt to gloat about, Steve thought, frowning, and reached out to brush a lock of hair from his forehead. He still remembered vividly the sour lump that had formed in his throat when he’d read that first letter from Tony saying he’d found Bucky, and then paid for someone clearly not Bucky to stand before him. Natasha had said that Tony intended to do the same thing with Bucky, unaware that he’d found the real thing. ‘He’d planned for Bucky to be the last,’ Natasha had said, as if that made it better. Tony wouldn’t have come back after, and he’d have lost both of them.

‘When he let go of me on the train, he thought I’d died,’ Bucky said quietly before he left. ‘I think he’s got to reconcile the fact that he advised against looking for me with the fact that you were right, and I was alive. I don’t blame him, of course, and if the situations were reversed, I might think he was dead too, but… he’s always had a weak spot when it comes to your happiness, Steve.’ And Steve hated that he was right. That Tony blamed himself for Bucky’s death, and now blamed himself for not looking hard enough for him. That Steve had failed Tony and Bucky, somehow, in different ways.

Tony let out a sad sound, pained almost, and Steve recognized it from when Sarah had trusted them to do a wine tasting at one of their country’s loyal vineyards and immediately gotten so drunk that they could barely stand. A hangover. He remembered how his heartbeat had pulsed painfully behind his left eye, how Tony had covered his head with a pillow even though the room was already dark. He wondered if Tony had gotten any better at dealing with the pain since then. He reached out to brush the hair from Tony’s forehead.

Tony smacked his hand away immediately, eyes flying open, shoving himself off the opposite side of the cot and rolling to his feet. Steve gaped at him, stunned, hand falling back to his side. He studiously did not think about what would have taught Tony to have that sort of response to someone touching him while he wasn’t quite awake.

“…St. Steve?” Tony mumbled, squinting at him. He lifted a shaking hand to cover his confused frown, looking away from him. “No, that doesn’t make any sense. Steve’s in Paris. I’m hallucinating again.”

Steve stood up straight, stepping out from under the blanket so Tony could see him properly. “I’m not. I’m right here, Tony.”

Tony chewed on his bottom lip. He didn’t look like he believed him. “No,” he finally decided. “You would never… You have Bucky. There’s no… reason for you to come.”

“I came to bring you home,” Steve told him, trying carefully to press closer, but to his dismay, Tony matched each of his steps with one of his own, keeping the distance between them.

“No,” Tony said again, shaking his head. His eyes were beginning to clear. “No, I don’t. Have one? You sent me away.”

Steve started moving the side, trying to circle him, get Tony trapped between him and the wall. “I did,” he said, instead of telling him how sorry he was, how he’d never meant it. He had sent Tony away. There was nothing he could say to take it back. All he could do was try to make up for it. “It was wrong of me, so I’ve come to bring you home.”

Tony was still shaking his head. “No. No. This is—you’re not real. You wouldn’t come for me. Not after all I’ve done.”

He’d circled Tony around so that his back was to the wall. Steve began advancing on him again, already gearing up to lunge at him if he tried to run away. “Tony, it’s… it’s not fine, obviously, but we… we can work through it. We can be happy together.”

“You were never happy with me,” Tony said quietly, and his lip trembled for a moment before he sucked in a wet breath. “I’m—this isn’t. Must’ve had something bad,” he muttered, lifting his hands to press his palms to his eyes. “Didn’t let the liquor ferment enough maybe. Or—that stew. Under-cooked meat or something. I. This isn’t real. I’m having a nightmare. This isn’t true.”

Steve swallowed around the lump in his throat. “It’s not a dream, Tony.”

“I’ll wake up and you’ll be gone,” Tony said, voice cracking, and his shoulders finally hit the wall.

Steve lunged in immediately, hands flying up to bar him between them, so he couldn’t run away. “I’m here, Tony. I’ve come to take you home.”

Tony pulled his hands away from his face, brows furrowing together as he stared up at him—in disbelief, maybe, or confusion? His mouth worked uselessly, no words coming out, before finally his eyes cleared, as if he’d still been half asleep as he’d spoken and had suddenly just become lucid. “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

Steve blinked, stunned, and almost let Tony brush past him. But this was not going to go Tony’s way, he decided, resolve turning to steel, and he grabbed Tony’s bicep before he could pass out of his reach. “You absolutely are. You’re coming back to Paris. We’re going home.”

Tony twisted to scowl at him, offended. “You’re not the fucking boss of me! You can’t make me do anything I don’t w—are you arresting me?! I don’t see any fucking guards, idiot!”

“I don’t need anyone else to make you do anything,” Steve answered firmly. Tony tugged at his grip, trying to smack his hand off, and Steve tugged him closer, turning to cage him in against the wall again. “Either you’re going back to Paris with me, or I’m staying here with you.”

“You can’t stay here! There are still Hydra spies around here!” Tony exclaimed, outraged, and reached out to grab his shoulders. “You were stupid to come here alone in the first place—”

“Okay,” Steve answered calmly, finally releasing Tony’s arm so he could grab his wrists and pin them above his head.

“Wait, what are yo—” Tony began, squirming, as Steve got both his wrists in one hand. He tried to kick out, but he hadn’t taken physically training as seriously as Steve, too focused on reading and scheming to make sure Hydra could never get a foothold in Paris. Steve avoided the kick easily, instead pressing his thigh between Tony’s, not letting him get leverage for another. “Steve, stop, will you just—”

“Well, you said I can’t stay here with you,” Steve said, reaching up to grab his tie and loosen it from his throat. He whipped it out flat, then reached up, circling Tony’s wrists with the fabric. “And I only gave you one other option.”

“I’m not going back to Paris with you!” Tony howled, then yelped when Steve ignored him, instead bending to toss him over his shoulder and begin carrying him from the castle.

Steve wouldn’t be swayed. “Well, you are, and I’ll keep you there if I have to keep you tied up and on my lap the entire time.”

“If you wanted to fuck me you didn’t have to kidnap me,” Tony purred, reaching down Steve’s back to grab his ass with one of his bound hands. “I’m easy. We could have done it on my cot.”

“You’re not seducing me out of taking you to Paris,” Steve deadpanned. It might have worked, before… everything. But then, everything had happened, and he wanted Tony near to him more than he wanted to finally have him in bed.

Tony, predictably, responded with rage, kicking wildly as he snarled, “Then fucking put me down you dick! You kicked me out, not the other way around, Steve, and—”

“I’m correcting that mistake,” Steve replied simply. “And you seem to be drawing a lot of attention to us for someone who doesn’t want Hydra spies to know I’m—”

“You’re the one who caused this, not me,” Tony snapped, trying to crane his neck to glare at his face. “And! When the fuck did you get so strong, what the hell—”

“Started working out in earnest after you left because I had nothing else to fill my time,” Steve said, ducking through the hole he’d come in through. It was a quick three miles to the train station. He had already bribed the station agents and porters to look the other way as he, quite literally, kidnapped another man. It was just getting there with Tony struggling that would prove to be most difficult.

“Fucking put me down, Steve!” Tony roared, and, when Steve noticed people turning to look at the commotion, he simply raised one hand and brought the flat of it back down on Tony’s ass, smacking him so loud that the people who hadn’t turned to look before were now staring as well in affront.

“Stop being difficult,” Steve told him firmly. “I told you. We’re going home.”

Tony, mercifully, was too stunned to do more than gibber at him, brain apparently devoid of any scathing remarks. Steve glanced up at him and couldn’t help a smirk when he saw that Tony’s cheeks had flooded crimson, eyes wide, mouth gaping. He turned his gaze back on the path in front of him. He was keeping in mind what Natasha had said, that intimacy made people uncomfortable. If he made everyone think it was just a lovers’ quarrel, they’d turn their gazes away in embarrassment. That Tony was apparently just as flustered was a helpful plus.

Tony started shouting at him for being a deviant and a pervert halfway through the walk, kicking and screaming again, and it really only sold it as a domestic dispute. No one stepped in to help him. Steve would have been concerned, except he’d planned this. Pretend they were close enough, that this was normal, and people would think it was normal for them. It had been, once upon a time, if without the fondling. Before the fight.

Before Steve had ruined everything.

#ideas #stony #anastasia au #welcome to the suffer club i guess

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gracescor3 · 4 months

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Hello, my name is Grace and I am a fanfiction writer. I am new to writing and I kind of enjoy it when I have time to do it.

The Umbrella academy

Diego Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Viktor Hargreeves (Platonic)

Five Hargreeves (NO SMUT)

Klaus x Dave

Alison Hargreeves (Platonic)

Ben Hargreeves (Any season)

Marvel

Tony Stark’s daughter x Character

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Loki Laufeyson

Thor Odinson (Platonic)

Loki x Mobius (No smut)

Stucky

Sam Wilson (Platonic)

Rebelde (Translated in English)

Andi Agosti

Rebelde x you

Other Characters I write for

Micheal Bryce (Ryan Reynolds)

Nolan Booth (Ryan Reynolds)

Adult!Adam Reed (Ryan Reynolds)

Courtland Gentry!Six (Ryan Gosling)

Lloyd Hansen (Chris Evans)

Steve Kemp (Sebastian Stan)

Jack Sparrow (Johnny depp) (NO SMUT)

Ledger!Joker (Heath Ledger)

AUs I write for (So far)

Mafia!Stucky

Dark!Stucky

SD/SDBF!Stucky

SDBF!Bucky

Secret Relationship!Any character listed

Secret admire!Any character listed

Avengers!Bucky/Steve

Tattoo Artist!Bucky/Steve

Rape ; Underage Sex ; Piss ; Scat ; Being used as human bathroom ; Abusive Bucky/Steve/Any Character unless it’s past abuse from someone else; Pedophilia ; Pederast ; Blood Related Incest ; Suicide ; Self Harm ; (More may be added)

My request are open!

Please be 18+ only on certain posts others can be 16+ (I will put warnings)

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arkytiorwrites · 1 year

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Dance With Me Tonight?

Doctor Stephen Strange Supreme x Reader

All I have to say is that Strange Supreme deserved better. So here it is.

"Okay Tony," you mumbled to your best friend. "Better now then never."

"You sure about this kid?” the billionare asked, putting his hands on your shoulders and staring intently into your eyes. "Any Strange is a handful.”

"I'm sure,” you confirmed stubbornly. "This one's more than worth it."

"Then go forth and get your man, my child,” Tony smirked, gently knocking his knuckles on your chin. “They grow up so fast,” he added as he wiped way an imaginary tear before heading out onto the stage.

You tried to calm yourself as Tony pulled up the song you intended to sing to your sorcerer.

You'd met the imprisoned enchanter four years ago almost to the day after a mishap with your inter-dimensional tech. Due to your universal origins, you knew all about the Stephen Strange of the What If…? storyline. Naturally empathetic to his circumstances, you had willingly befriended the suffering man, and persuaded him to join you in the reality you now called home. A large influencer of that decision was that you had somewhat fallen in love with the broken Sorcerer Supreme; but fully understanding and respectful of his devotion to Christine.

But… tonight ... you needed to at least subtly let him know he was loved.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Tony's boistrous announcement snapped you out of your reverie. "We've got a special guest for you tonight. I'm gonna call my friend Y/N up here to sing to a special someone. Y/N! Let's go, darling.”

With a grin and twirl, you grabbed the mic and began to sing.

Stephen had been moodily sipping his martini when he heard Stark’s announcement ring through the common room of Avenger Tower. Whipping his head around from the bar to the stage, he watched heartbroken as you began to sing the song that always made you dance.

When you had fallen into his crystal bubble, he had begun to wonder is he had finally gone mad. You were lively, wise cracking, and a kindly traveller that had never judged him, accepted him wholly, but never took any of his shit and gave a good as you got. When you had fought for his place in your world, he had fallen and fallen hard. But he had vowed that he would never allow another to get close to him , just so that destiny would be satisfied . So he kept you at arms length, but longed for you just the same. It killed him to see you glow as you sang to the one who held your heart.

“My name is Y/N, nice to meet you can I tell you baby,

Lookin’ round there's a whole lot of pretty gentry.

But none like you, you shine so bright!

Yeah!”

You sang as you scanned the room for the dark wizard. Finally spotting him nursing a martini at the bar you began to plot your way through the crowd to him.

"I was wonderin’ if you and me could spend a minute,

Up close, on the floor gettin lost in it,

I won’t give up without a fight!"

You could vividly remember the first time Stephen had walked in on you singing and dancing to the song. You had been making your morning coffee, and had turned on the music while you waited for the elixir of life to brew. Strange had wandered in during the chorus and had watched until the end of the song as you made a fool of yourself and had the audacity to say you had a nice voice!

"Oo oo! Ooo baby!

I just want you to dance with me tonight!"

Stephen loved nothing more then to hear you sing; love songs were his favorite, because then he could pretend you meant the words for him. He watched, chest aching horribly as you jumped down from the stage and began to move through the crowd, still singing.

How he longed to be the one you were singing to, but why such a divine being would love a hellish creature like him, he couldn’t say. As you moved closer and closer he tried to deduce who the lucky bastard could be, but as far as he knew, you had never come in contact with any of the men here, except for the Avengers.

So which of them could it be? Stark was taken, and you both were more like Fred and George Weasley, anyway. It couldn't be Barton, he was married with kids. Banner, perhaps? It might be Thor but you were a surprisingly quiet individual, considering the company you kept. It might be Loki, Thor had brought his wayward brother to Earth for, essentially, community service. The two were scary similar in personality and habits, so it would make sense... but the Trickster was at the other side of the room. Who the hell could it be?!

"Gettin’ sweaty,

Hot and heavy

In the crowd now!

Take your hands and let them go down down!”

You looked heavenly in your emerald green button down and black vest, you'd never been interested in the normal dress code. You'd always enjoyed shocking everyone with your clothing choices. Tonight, you stood out amongst the sparkling gowns and black tuxedos in the most unique and beautiful way possible. You... oh Vishanti. You were making your way to him.

You watched as finally Stephen figured out that you were singing to him, his whole posture and expression changed from confused to downright shocked.

“Took you long enough, you handsome dummy," you thought as you continued.

"I just want you to dance with me tonight!"

Finally standing in front of him as you finished the song.

Everyone cheered, but you ignored them in favor of staring into Stephens eyes.

"Me?" he finally asked faintly.

“You," you agreed softly.

Tears filled the sorcerers’ eyes as be shakily reached for the one who commanded his heart.

You willingly walked into his arms and held him close as he wept silently into your shoulder. Holding him as tightly as you dared, gently combing your fingers through the soft, dark hair of your beloved as he finally let go of the past and embraced the future.

#stephen strange x reader #strange supreme x reader #marvel #marvel x reader #arkytiorwrites #tony stark #tony stark x reader #tony and the reader are besties #the bros before hoes #crack fic #stephen strange is a dummy #stephen strange x male reader #stephen strange x female reader #Stephen strange x GN!reader #dance with me tonight #olly murs #what if…?#what if marvel #what if doctor strange

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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 7 months

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Song of the Day - today is the heavenly wedding anniversary of famed songwriting duo Boudleaux and Felice Bryant, who married September 5th, 1945, exactly five days after they met. Five days.

The reason they married so easily and quickly was that Felice had had this dream, a recurring dream she’d had since she was a little girl in which she clearly saw Boudleaux Bryant and he was the love of her life in the dream, and they were dancing together. Felice said she spent the rest of her youth trying to find him.

Nineteen year old Felice was working as an elevator operator at the Schroeder Hotel in Milwaukee when one day Diadorius Boudleaux Bryant stepped into her elevator and life. As she always told it, she “recognized him immediately” after she’d “looked for him forever.”

And one of the great partnerships was born.

Over the next thirty years, Felice and Boudreaux would together write over six thousand songs, which would sell over 200 million records with various artists like Bob Dylan, Count Basie, Roy Orbison, Tony Bennett, The Beach Boys, Joan Jett, Dean Martin, Buddy Holly, Eddy Arnold, Bobbie Gentry, Gram Parsons, Sarah Vaughan, Simon & Garfunkel, Ray Charles, Jerry Lee Lewis, the Grateful Dead, and most memorably, the Everly Brothers, for whom they wrote several of that duo’s biggest hits.

One of those, “All I Have To Do Is Dream” was one of their earliest creations, and was mostly the work of Felice, writing about dreaming about the one you love. She knew as well as anybody I’ve ever heard just exactly the power of a dream like that.

This song of theirs was recorded by the Everly Brothers and was a huge hit 65 years ago in 1958.

Happy Anniversary to Felice and Boudleaux…

“… dream, dream, dream… “

[h/t and thanks to Mary Elaine LeBey]

#dreaming #songs #songwriters #Mary Elaine LeBey #music #Boudleaux Bryant #Felice Bryant #Boudleaux and Felice Bryant #partnership #Youtube

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cobraes · 6 months

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#COBRAES : independent, selective and mutuals only writing blog for MULTIPLE CANON & ORIGINAL MUSES from the COBRA KAI / TKK fandom, as well as canon muses from other fandoms put into the cobra kai universe as originals. all characters have been created around both canon and personal headcanons. tortured regularly by hope. this is a sideblog to my hub @theirlives and all follows back (as well as reblogging of open memes) will come from that blog.

I. GSITES. ii. MEMES. iii. BLOGROLL.

mobile - friendly muse list under the cut :

ali mills, canon, main — fc: elisabeth schue amanda steiner, canon, main — fc: courtney henggeller ava schwarber - mills, canon, main — fc: elise eberle carmen diaz, canon, main — fc: vanessa rubio daniel larusso, canon, main — fc: ralph macchio felix duncan, original, main — fc: rudy pankow johnny lawrence, canon, main — fc: billy zabka julie pierce, canon, main — fc: hilary swank charlote " lottie " andrews, original, main — fc: toni gentry miguel diaz, canon, main — fc: xolo mariduena mike barnes, canon, main — fc: sean kanan nate molina - pierce, original, main — fc: ethan cutkosky robby keene, canon, main — fc: tanner buchanan samantha larusso, canon, main — fc: mary mouser shawn payne, canon, main — fc: okea eme-akwari snake, canon, main — fc: frank grillo anthony larusso, canon, secondary — fc: griffin santopietro chris, canon, secondary — fc: khalil everage chozen toguchi, canon, secondary — fc: yuki okumoto eli moskowitz, canon, secondary — fc: jacob bertrand john kreese, canon, secondary — fc: martin kove kumiko, canon, secondary — fc: tamlyn tomita mitch, canon, secondary — fc: aedin minicks tory nichols, canon, secondary — fc: peyton list aisha robinson, canon, tertiary — fc: nichole brown jessica andrews, canon, tertiary — fc: robyn lively kenny payne, canon, tertiary — fc: dallas dupree young moon, canon, tertiary — fc: hannah kepple milo battaglia, originl, tertiary — fc: elliot fletcher susan, canon, tertiary — fc: lisa ann walter

crossover characters ( these are all characters taken from other fandoms and placed within the cobra kai universe as original characters )

isaac lahey, cobra kai — fc: daniel sharman josie geller, undercover journo/student — fc: sammi hanratty kat stratford, eagle fang — fc: kathryn newton marcus baker, miyagi - do — fc: felix mallard missy pantone, eagle fang — fc: talia ryder patrick verona, eagle fang — fc: jake manley paxton hall - yoshida, miyagi - do — fc: darren barnet ryan evans, miyagi - do — fc: jaren lewison selina kyle, cobra kai — fc: camren bicondova sharpay evans, anti - karate — fc: mimi keene troy bolton, eagle fang — fc: mason gooding

#PINNED.#MINORS/PERSONALS DNI.

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nottinghillhq · 10 months

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welcome to notting hill eli and mel, we’re super excited to have you here, you’ve got twenty-four hours to send in your account!

⸻ ANDREW SCOTT. HE/HIM / have you ever heard of NEVER MEANT TO KNOW by tally hall, well, it describes ASA HOLLAND to a tee! the forty-five year old, and HEAD LIBRARIAN was spotted browsing through the stalls at portobello road market last sunday, do you know them? would you say HE is more unsettling or more GIVING instead? anyway, they remind me of the moon through a window, a cat in a patio chair and cold hospital halls. maybe you’ll bump into them soon! [ ELI / HE/HIM / 30 / PST / NONE! ]

⸻ JEREMY ALLEN WHITE. HE/THEY / have you ever heard of SCOTT PILGRIM VS. MY GPA by mom jeans, well, it describes ANTONIO “TONY” KASTRINSKI to a tee! the thirty-one year old, and MECHANIC AT PIT STOP was spotted browsing through the stalls at portobello road market last sunday, do you know them? would you say HE/THEY are more volatile or more LOYAL instead? anyway, they remind me of worn overalls stained with car grease, the smell of cigarette smoke carried by the wind, a thundering voice when angered & a heart guarded after a lifetime of pain, maybe you’ll bump into them soon! [ MEL ] // sparrow’s ex !

⸻ ANTONIA GENTRY. SHE/HER / have you ever heard of IRIS by the goo goo dolls, well, it describes TAISSA ’TAI’ WILLIAMS to a tee! the twenty-six year old, and SEMI-RETIRED BALLET DANCER + BARTENDER AT ECLIPSE NIGHTCLUB was spotted browsing through the stalls at portobello road market last sunday, do you know them? would you say SHE is more despondent or more CHARMING instead? anyway, they remind me of the echo of an empty theatre, lovely bones and a lovely heart, the muted pink of a silk pointe shoe, wanting to scream but nothing comes out, maybe you’ll bump into them soon! [ MEL ] // chase’s sister !

#nottinghillaccepted

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aquariumdrunkard · 2 years

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The Aquarium Drunkard Show: SIRIUS/XMU (7pm PDT, Channel 35)

Via satellite, transmitting from northeast Los Angeles — the Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. 7pm California time, Wednesdays.

Intro ++ Kevin Ayers – Puis Je? ++ The Kinks – There’s A New World Just Opening For Me (demo) ++ Bernard Chabert – Il Paet En Californie ++ The Beach Boys – Lookin’ At Tomorrow (A Welfare Song) ++ Emitt Rhodes – Long Time No See ++ The Millennium – I Just Don’t Know How To Say Goodbye ++ Sandhy & Mandhy – Vuelve A Ser El De Antes ++ Margo Guryan – Sunday Morning ++ Panta Rhei – Nachts ++ Curt Boettcher – Lament of the Astral Cowboy ++ Miriam Makeba – Love Tastes Like Strawberries ++ Jan & Lorraine – Number 33 ++ Sibylle Baier – Wim ++ Susan Christie – Paint A Lady ++ Jacques Dutronc – Les Métamophoses ++ Tony, Caro & John – Eclipse of the Moon ++ Nancy Sinatra – Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) ++ Pugh Rogefeldt – Små Lätta Moln ++ Lee Hazlewood & Nancy Sinatra – Sand ++ Linda Perhacs – Paper Mountain Man ++ Bobbie Gentry – Seasons Come, Seasons Go ++ Vashti Bunyan – Some Things Just Stick In Your Mind ++ Erin Rae – Duchess (Aquarium Drunkard Session) ++ Kathy Heideman – Sleep A Million Years ++ Kathy Heideman – The Earth Won’t Hold Me ++ Nico – I’ll Keep It With Mine ++ Alexander ’Skip’ Spence – All Come To Meet Her ++ MC5 – Let Me Try ++ Slapp Happy – The Drum ++ Sylvie – Sylvie ++ John Cale – You Know More Than I Know ++ Mark Fry – Song For Wilde ++ Gary Higgens – Thicker Than A Smokey ++ Sonic Youth – Empty Page > Disconnection Notice > Rain On Tin (Acoustic Session)

#aquariumdrunkard

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joinsarcadia · 1 year

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i’d love to see ...

ranveer singh as vision, ryan potter as billy kaplan, rudy pankow as teddy altman, santiago cabrera as clint barton, antonia gentry as cassie lang, joy sunday as hazel isley, aarif rahman as damian wayne, peter gadiot as jon kent, aj clementine as valeria richards, herizen guardiola as america chavez, park chaeyoung as karolina dean, hari nef as annie-may parker, sofia black d’elia as mayday parker, richard madden as alex summers, barbie ferreira as gert yorkes, natalie dormer as betsy braddock, jenny slate as lorna dane, jessica chastain as pepper potts, jan cina as richard grayson, meslia asli pamuk as yelena belova, eddie spears as roy harper !

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manny montana as a child of dorma + namor [ a few hundred years old ], hunter schafer as a child of sharon carter, archie renaux as a child of kurt wagner, jesus castro as a child of wanda maximoff + steve rogers, aleece wilson as a (adopted) child of richard grayson + barbara gordon, anok yai as a child of t’challa + ororo munroe, brandon flynn as a child of julian keller, jonathan daviss as a child of sam wilson, maia cotton as a child of arthur curry, yalitza aparicio as a child of namora, becky g as a child of kamar, taija kerr as a child of black manta, rish shah as a child of rachel summers, amrit kaur as a child of madelyn pryor, logan lerman as a child of kitty pryde + peter quill, charlie rowe as a child of ben reilly, madelaine petsch, elliot fletcher, kennedy mcmann as children of tony stark + pepper potts !

#marvel rp #dc rp #appless rp #oc rp #discord rp #town rp

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gonehollywoodrp · 1 year

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CONGRATULATIONS, LU! your role of MAYA HAWKE has been accepted and we’re happy to welcome you to GONE HOLLYWOOD! now that your application has been accepted, here are a few things that you should do and we’re looking forward to seeing you on the dash!

send your account in within 24 hours.

follow everyone on the blog roll.

follow all the tracked tags.

make sure you’re following all the guidelines for your new role.

send us a message if you’d like a link to our OOC blog.

OOC:

NAME/ALIAS: Lu

AGE: 25+

TIME ZONE: PST

PRONOUNS: They/Them

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