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hiiii!! could I get head cannons of Johnny Storm with a reader who has like darkness manipulation powers? I love your writing!!
woah this is so cool, iām hoping im reading this right, im going in a cloak and dagger kind of way!
tysm btw, i was really doubting my work today so seeing this means a lot to me <3
Johnny is instantly infatuated, especially if your look is also dark and maybe even spooky like your powers, it makes him look at you all the time.
also kind of confused by your power at first- taking time to study it and understand exactly what you can and canāt do with it
he thinks you have some of the coolest powers, they donāt only look sick but do cool things too!
he jokingly refers himself your candle in the darkness ;p
loves seeing you in action - yes swallow that guy into the pit of darkness! itās so cool.. he canāt help but stare
he likes the fact you are somewhat polar opposites - he brings the light and you are the darkness
also asks a lot of questions; can you shut off lights automatically, like a built in light switch?! can you see in the dark? is there like.. a void dimension? heās so curious to learn more about you and your skills
at night when the two of you canāt sleep youāll make shadows onto the ceiling from the dull lamp and he loves it like a little kid
if your powers hurt you in some way he will make reed help him find some sort of prevention for it, becoming overly protective
i was a little lost on this but wanted to write for johnny bcz heās soo pretty, hope u liked and lmk if thereās anything else you want added :}
it was the middle of the night, the whole house had gone quite. you had spoken with the dateables before that you had a habit of being so exhausted that you would fall asleep the second you hit the mattress. which meant that skylar would remain on your face throughout the night. most of the dateables understood this and tried to keep themselves quiet throughout the night as to not disturb your sleep. tonight there was an event going on at the tipsy tumbler, everyone was attending at beverly's begging request. well, everyone except one.
doug crept up the stairs, avoiding the creaky steps to stay as silent as possible. he needed to stay quiet, if any of the other dateables knew what he was up to they'd all try and jump him for sure. he slips into your room through the door that was left open just a crack. god he could hear your thoughts already, you were restless even in your sleep. worrying about your purpose in life and your lack of relationships outside of the dateables. it was truly pathetic. a smirk grew across his face as he saw you laying there in bed. you were wearing nothing but a tee shirt and underwear, perfect for his plan. doug wouldn't lie, you had a nice body, even if the rest of you wasn't up to par. coming up tot he bed he gently lowered his weight onto it, his knees bracketing your frame. he slipped a hand underneath your shirt, teasing your nipple with his fingers while watching your face for any sign of you waking up. when he found none he continued. lifting you hips up he pulled your underwear down so he had access to your body. doug wasn't going to waste time on something as trivial as prepping you, he knew what he wanted and knew you were too tired to fight back. without hesitation he lined up his dick to your entrance and pushed in with one smooth thrust. a low groan tumbled from his mouth at the feeling of your walls squeezing around his dick, you were so tight your body fighting back against the intrusion. you stirred from your sleep at the disturbance though at doug's shushing you went and back sleep. "pathetic" he spat under his breath at the sight. his hands reached to grip your hips, holding them with a bruising grip as he started to fuck you. his hips were slamming into yours as his brutal thrusts pounded into you. once his cock nailed directly into your sweet spot your eyes shot open as you awoke with a moan. "doug? what- what are you doing?" you asked confused as you tried to process the situation. "what does it look like dork? obviously i'm fucking you. you should be grateful too, that i'm doing this. your body just looked irresistible laying there in your sheets." he spat out the words while continuing to pound into you. you took your bottom lip into your mouth as he spoke, god was he hot. and you knew this was wrong on so many levels, but you couldn't bring yourself to be upset when it felt this good. "keep going, fuck me harder" you whispered to him like you were embarrassed of anyone else hearing. doug laughed at you but continued to fuck you like you requested, tilting his hips to reach even deeper inside of you. you felt your peak coming fast, too fast, before you could even warn him you were cumming. making a mess of the sheets and of doug's cock. he's came quickly after you did, filling you up without a care. silently he got up and redressed himself. "where are you going?" you asked him meekly, still reeling from your orgasam. "what do you think dork? we finished, i'm leaving".
i love taking characters and changing them so much with my headcannons that they're just my ocs now. to the point that i'm writing a book about them now because they make me so sick they're so cute together
Marvel Rivals Characters: do they grunt, moan, whimper, or pant?
MDNI
Grunts: Black Widow, Blade, Dare Devil, Hawkeye, Iron Fist, *Moon Knight, Punisher, Thing, Venom, Wolverine, Hulk
"oh yeah baby, just like that," they murmur in your ear, praise spoken just for you to hear. "you feel so good right now, keep doing exactly what you're doing." a low grunt pulls from their chest and their eyes squeeze shut in concentration. "fuck, you're gonna make me cum baby. You're making it really hard to hold out for you".
Moans: Angela, Captain America, Doctor Strange, Elsa Bloodstone, Emma Frost, Hela, Invisible Woman, Loki, Magik, Mantis, *Moon Knight, Phoenix, Rouge, Scarlet Witch, Star Lord, Thor
"yeahh just like that baby, just like that." another heavenly moan tumbles from their lips, you swore you could finish just from that sound alone. "come on, i wanna cum with you, you look so good when you do"
Whimpers: Dagger, Deadpool, Human Torch, Luna Snow, *Moon Knight, Namor, Spider-Man, Squirrel Girl
"oh my god, oh my god" they whimper out loudly, anyone around could surely hear them by now. "you feel so good, so good. i can't- baby i'm gonna cum"
Pants: Adam Warlock, Black Cat, Black Panther, Cloak, Cyclops, Gambit, Iron Man, Magneto, Mister Fantastic, *Moon Knight, Psylocke, Storm, **Ultron, White Fox, Winter Soldier
"fuck- hey, you doing good? yeah? good," they tuck their face into the crook of your neck, grazing their teeth over your skin. they pant as if they can't get enough breath, their body fighting against the need for air and the intensity of their pleasure. "shit i'm so close, are close too?"
*His different alters do different things
**the "panting" is the sound of his fans running on high. no I do not care it's ooc
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OMG CARS FAN CARS FAN!!!! I LOVE CARS! ok i never see anyone ship them except for me but Chick Hicks and Bruiser Bukowski, could i get some head cannons for them perhaps?
Absolutely I like where your head's at.
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-just at bad as to everyone but each out.
-they hate on McQueen together.
-really sweet to each other, like sickenly so.
-just an all around fucking problem when together.
-nobody knows how they got together not even them.
-Chick Hicks pansexual and Bruiser Bukowski is gay.
-would call McQueen a gay slur for no reason before a race and then get cancel for it, which is what caused him to come out as bisexual to the public.
-Heās a beat the allegations of being homophobic.ļæ¼
-absolutely shame less when it comes to each other.
-McQueen fucking hates them but is kind of happy that they found each other.
-Chick Hicks fell first and harder.
-Bruiser fell second.
-power couple.
-the healthest most secure relationship you have ever seen, somehow.
-Chick would brag to hell and back about bagging Bruiser.
-girl Dads I will not say anymore.
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(That's all I could come with but would be interested in doing Cruz x Jackson storm and Francesco Bernoulli x Lighting McQueen. -fluffyfrog out)
Summary:Tony is very used to women flirting with him or trying to get close to him, but this time you surprise him when you ignore him and go straight to Pepper.
The annual Stark Industries gala was in full swing. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting golden light over hundreds of influential guests. The air smelled of champagne, expensive colognes, and power.
Tony Stark, as always, was the main attraction. He moved through the crowd like he owned it ā because he did. His black three-piece suit was tailored to perfection, and that signature smirk was firmly in place. Women kept approaching him. Some were subtle, some were bold. He was used to it. It had stopped being exciting years ago.
But then he saw you.
You were standing near the entrance in a striking deep red dress that flowed perfectly with every step. Elegant, confident, and breathtaking. Tonyās eyes lit up with familiar interest. He excused himself from the conversation he was barely listening to and started walking toward you, already preparing his opening line.
However, you didnāt look at him.
Not even once.
Your gaze was locked somewhere else. You walked straight past him, close enough that he caught the soft scent of your perfume, but you didnāt spare him a glance. Tony stopped in his tracks, blinking in surprise.
āWaitā¦ did she justā?ā he muttered under his breath.
You made your way directly to Pepper Potts, who was standing by the bar reviewing something on her tablet while still managing to look effortlessly graceful in a champagne-colored gown.
You stopped in front of her with a warm, genuine smile.
āMs. Potts,ā you said softly, your voice smooth and confident. āIāve been watching you all evening. I had to come over and tell you that you look absolutely stunning. That dress was made for you.ā
Pepper looked up, surprised. A small, flattered smile appeared on her lips.
āThank youā¦ thatās very kind of you.ā
You took a small step closer, eyes never leaving hers.
āKind? No. Honest. Iāve seen you handle rooms full of arrogant billionaires without breaking a sweat. Youāre graceful, brilliant, and breathtaking. I couldnāt keep pretending I wasnāt completely captivated by you.ā
Pepper let out a soft laugh, clearly caught off guard but enjoying it. Her cheeks gained a light rosy tint.
āYouāre very direct,ā she replied, tilting her head slightly.
āI believe in going after what I want,ā you answered, your voice dropping just a little. āAnd tonightā¦ I want to spend time with the most impressive woman in this room.ā
Tony, who had slowly walked closer, was now standing just a few feet away, drink in hand, watching the scene with raised eyebrows and genuine disbelief.
He had seen people flirt with Pepper before, but never like this. Never so boldly and openly in front of him.
You continued, completely ignoring Tonyās presence:
āBetween usā¦ Iāve always admired you more than him,ā you said with a playful smirk, subtly nodding toward Tony. āHe may have the suit and the money, but you have the brains and the heart. Thatās much more attractive.ā
Pepper bit her lip, trying (and failing) to hide her smile. She glanced at Tony for a brief second, clearly amused by his stunned expression.
Tony finally cleared his throat loudly.
āExcuse me, ladies. Iām standing right here. In case you forgot I exist in my own building.ā
You finally turned your head toward him. Your expression was polite, but cool and uninterested.
āOh, hello, Mr. Stark,ā you said calmly, then immediately turned back to Pepper as if he had been a passing waiter. āSo, Pepperā¦ would you like to step out onto the balcony with me? Itās getting a bit stuffy in here, and Iād love to talk to you somewhere quieter.ā
Pepper hesitated for half a second, looking between you and Tony. The amusement in her eyes was obvious.
āIād love to,ā she answered, slipping her arm through yours.
As the two of you walked away, Tony stood frozen in the middle of the gala, glass in hand, watching you disappear with Pepper through the glass doors to the balcony.
Happy Hogan appeared beside him, also watching the scene.
āBossā¦ you okay?ā
Tony let out a stunned laugh and shook his head.
āI just got completely ignoredā¦ and then my Pepper got stolen right in front of me.ā He took a sip of his whiskey. āThatās a new one.ā
He stared at the balcony doors for a long moment, a slow, genuine smile forming on his lips.
āDamnā¦ I think Iām actually impressed.ā
From the balcony, soft laughter could be heard. Your voice mixed with Pepperās. Tony took another sip, eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and intrigue.
āInteresting,ā he murmured. āVery interesting.ā
Summary: Charlie's questioning his connection with Bella. You help him find a solution.
Pairing: Charlie Swan X Female Reader
WordCount: 252
Content: Fluff
A/N: Requests are open! You can find my request guidelines here! Did I fail my last blurb challenge? Yes, am I attempting it again? Also yes. Will I succeed this time? I hope so.
You can read the rest here! Day 5, so far so good
āAm I old?ā Charlie leaned against the counter, taking a piece of carrot from the chopping board.
āTechnically, you're older every minute-ā
āNot what I meant.ā
āI know what you meant. I understand.ā
āBellaās spending less and less time here. Sheās always off with Edward.ā Charlie growled Edwardās name as you moved towards the oven. Charlie moved up the counter to stand beside you.
āCharlie, sheās a teenage girl, experiencing a relationship for the first time. Things are new, intense and exciting. You and I both know what that feels like.ā
āI feel it every day when Iām with you.ā Charlie moved behind you, slowly wrapping his arms around your centre, holding you close, as he pressed a chaste kiss to the curve of your neck. āI just wish sheād balance her life better. Focus on school and setting herself up for the future.ā
āHave you said any of this to her?ā Charlieās silence spoke volumes. āOf course not.ā
āYou canāt expect her to know what youāre thinking. Talk to her. Maybe sheāll listen, maybe she wonāt, but someday in the future sheāll know you were there for her.ā
āHow did you find someone so beautiful and intelligent?ā
āYou persuaded me with cheesy chat-up lines and relaxed dinner dates.ā A kiss to your cheek followed by another. You laughed as you leaned into it.
āIāll try talking to her.ā
āGood. Iāll make her some of those brownies she likes. Itāll help soften things.ā
āBribery with brownies. Sounds like a plan to me.ā
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hii! could i get a letter from my fo Farkas from Skyrim? :3 he's my favorite little wolf boy trust
**The wild side of ourselves is something we need to try to contain. Whether it's through discipline, or allowing ourselves minor indulgences, those who know the control it takes to be strong will understand the necessity of a soft letter to soothe the soul. Your letter arrives with the posthound, who with a happy "WOOF!" announces your delivery!**
I donāt write many letters. Words are easier when I can say them out loud, when I can look someone in the eye and mean them. But I wanted you to have this. Something solid. Something that stays.
I donāt always know the right things to say. Vilkas says Iām better with my sword than my thoughts. Maybe heās right. But when it comes to you, my mind is clear in a way it isnāt with anything else.
You make the world better for me, more navigable. Even Jorrvaskr feels calmer when youāre near, like the fire burns steadier and the air isnāt so heavy with old ghosts. When I fight, I fight harder knowing Iāll come back to you. When Iām tired, itās your voice I think ofāgrounding me, reminding me who I am beyond my blade.
Iām not a poet. I wonāt promise you pretty words or grand speeches. What I can promise is this: Iāll stand with you. Always. Shoulder to shoulder, back to back if I have to. If the road is long, Iāll walk it. If the night is dark, Iāll keep watch.
You chose me, somehow. And I donāt take that lightly.
If ever you doubt yourself, remember thisāthere is no battle I would rather face, no future I would rather claim, than one where you are beside me.
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