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MASTERLIST!
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MARVEL
JOHNNY STORM
Open Arms - Johnny Storm x reader
I Want You - Johnny Storm x reader
Not Fair - Johnny Storm x reader
DC
ADRIAN CHASE
12 to 12 - Adrian Chase x reader
Normal Girl - Adrian Chase x reader
CLARK KENT
When Did You Get Hot - Clark Kent x reader
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Older!Reader Specific Reads | Fic Rec List
Well, here’s a little collection of fics I’ve come across featuring older women characters (either explicitly stated, or just written in a way that reads older to me) who feel beautifully shaped by their experiences.
This is such a niche I absolutely love diving into. There’s something about this dynamic that just hits different. The lived-in confidence. The history. The emotional awareness. The way their interactions feel layered— not just flirtation or tension, but experience meeting experience. I wish I had better words to describe why it feels juicier, richer, more grounded. Honestly, I think it’s one of those things you only fully understand once you read it yourself. There’s a weight and texture to these relationships that I can’t get enough of!
I will forever be on the Older!Reader agenda. I’m committed. I’m riding this train indefinitely.
So here’s the collection I’ve gathered so far under this niche! And here’s to hopefully stumbling across even more, because I genuinely love finding stories that let women be seasoned, complex, and fully realised.
And if you’ve got recommendations? You already know I’m all ears.
Massive shoutout to @cafekitsune for the dividers I'm obsessed with.
Key: A - Angst | F - Fluff | S - Smut | C - Comfort | HC - Hurt/Comfort
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When you're a black girl in a mostly white fandom
Sweet tea
‧₊ ♪˚⊹ Sammie Moore x fem black!reader ‧₊ ♪˚⊹
‧₊ ♪˚⊹ word count: 744
‧₊ ♪˚⊹ Summary: You're apart of a wealthy family in Clarksdale, Mississippi. Sammie Moore has had his sights on you for the longest. He hears you mention you're moving to Chicago for college. He realizes this is his last chance to confess his true feelings before you leave Clarksdale forever.
‧₊ ♪˚⊹ a/n: I love me some Sammie. Ouuwee, sorry guys. This will have a part 2. Enjoy! I do not consent for my content to be published on other platforms and such by others. Also, please don't claim my work as your own! <3
Your brother reluctantly accompanies you at the bookstore, watching you look through books. There was Sammie across the street trying not to stare, because he didn’t want to seem like a creep. Nonetheless, he’s staring, watching you stack the books in your brother’s hands. You’re the prettiest girl he’s ever laid his eyes on. He especially stares at you at church. Your soft voice blending in with the rest of the crowd, and your lingering eyes meet his. Your father is a doctor, and your mother is a housewife, who hosts events at your house. You, on the other hand, were a bit different. Sometimes reality was too much to bear, resulting in you having your head in books. Sammie noticed that about you. When he’d see you at meetings with your mother and other women, he’d see a book in your grasp under the table. He’d walk past the window, tipping his hat towards you, not wanting to interrupt. You’d flash him a smile, wanting him to rescue you from the upcoming conversation on your studies.
“Come on, y/n, I have a case to review” you roll your eyes at your brother's complaints. You don’t let him see, because he’s the one buying. He stands in front of you, purchasing the books, and carrying the bag. Your eyes catch Sammie’s, and goodness gracious. His dark brown eyes are beautiful; how long has he been staring? You follow your brother back to his car, but you make sure to wave. As always, Sammie tips his hat. The sun is almost set, and you swing on the porch swing. A book in your hand and your mind lost in the world that’s written before you. So much so, you don’t hear the footsteps walking up to your porch. “Ahem,” the deep voice catches your attention. “Sammie, hi!” you say happily, you slide your feet into your house shoes.
Your arms wrap around his neck, inhaling his scent of wood and a mix of fried fish. “What brings you here?”. He takes off his hat, holding it to his side. The truth was, he didn’t know. Something pulled him to your house, to hear your voice say his name with such delight. “I was on a walk...”. You smile at him and grab his hand. “Let’s get you some sweet tea,” you pull back the screen door. The air from the air-conditioner cools his slightly sweaty body. He didn’t know your mother was at brunch and your father was dealing with a patient. Leaving you two, alone. “I just made it earlier today,”. You happily trot to the kitchen, grabbing a glass cup from the cabinet. You wash out the cup, then let sweet tea fill it from the pitcher. He stands beside you, leaning on the counter. He knows it’s wrong, but he watches how the dress flaunts your behind.
His grip on the counter tightens when you bend over to put the pitcher back. You hand him the cup with a bright smile. He takes it happily; his hands brush yours during the exchange. Your heart practically skips; the single brush of his hand makes your body light up like a flame. “You can tell me if it’s good,” you say, grabbing the lid covered bowl containing fruit salad. Your mother makes it every Sunday. You two sit on the porch, admiring the view. Your fork pokes into the pineapple, letting the wind slightly move your dress. Sammie never notices, because he’s listening to you talk.
“My mother keeps talking about sending me to Chicago to live with my aunt,” you don’t notice, but he does. Your eyes are filled with sorrow; he knows you want to say more, but you don’t. “She’s only trying to give you a better life, you’re smart. You can reach your potential there.” His calming voice assures you. You know he’s right, but an unsure feeling remains inside you. There’s something or someone; Mississippi has that Chicago doesn’t. “I know” you pout slightly at the thought of leaving the town behind. The only person you know in Chicago besides your aunt is your best friend, Irene. She moved there to become a beautician.
“Hey” his voice catches your attention. His thumb rubs across your hand; his eyes flick to yours. “You’re going to be alright, I’ll even come to visit you...”. Your heart swells at the thought, him coming to visit you in Chicago.
“You promise?”
“I swear”
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Jack Abbot x Whitaker's Roommate
jack abbot x black! reader
Summary: After an unexpected visit to the ER, you and Dr. Jack Abbot begin a mutual attraction to each other that involves flirty and poorly-concealed innuendos. Will things progress for the two of you, or will you find out that it's better to stay friends? Stay tuned to watch these two idiots in love.
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thinking abt that person who left that tag on my post abt colorism abt how us brown/black ppl should just "make our own stuff" instead of complaining
and i always think abt how i kinda resent the fact that now that we have more black and brown princesses they don't really get the sweeping swoony fairytales like the white ones did
raya and moana don't get a love story. tiana was a frog for most of the movie. they retconned the love story for asha in wish
maybe unpopular opinion but yeah its cool to show girl power and girls can be independent from men but man i just want to see a black or brown princess who gets to be the princess the prince saves from the dragon lol
and when i do make this stuff ppl will call it hetslop
i love x black reader/black!fem reader so much
that tumblr is obsessed with whitaker from the pitt is a great reminder that 95% of people have dogshit taste just absolutely bland as hell insipid gray sludge penchants and predilections. litany against craving the validation of mass popularity
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kiss it better
Adrian Chase x Reader
synopsis: Checkmate hires a new medic. Adrian starts wondering if he needs to get shot more often. Inspired by this tumblr post because it is soooo him
tags/warnings: fluff!!!, Adrian gets hurt a lot (not on purpose but he thinks about it), medic!reader, coworkers to lovers
word count: 3k
i don’t want to miss you like this part 2 coming on tuesday- for now have some fluff!! Thank you @embeanwrites for looking this over for me!
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Not many people in Adrian’s life are particularly nice to him.
Even his best friends are mean. Not in a cruel way. It’s the way the 11th Street Kids are, the way they’ve been since the beginning. Jabs back and forth, sometimes playful, sometimes with a little edge, but never truly vicious. Maybe it’s not the healthiest way to bond or build a friendship, but it works for them. They love each other, in their strange, sharp ways.
He’s used to Chris calling him an idiot. He’s used to parsing out John’s sarcastic comments. He’s used to the barbed words that Harcourt throws his way. He’s used to Adebayo’s exasperation, however fond.
But when Checkmate hires a new medic, and Adrian meets you—it throws him off. Because you don’t say anything mean to him. You’re nice, actually. Sweet. It makes him a little suspicious. He keeps waiting for the other shoe to drop.
i would treat Cameron Cade so well.
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is it new year’s yet?
Parker Ellis x reader
“Is it New Years yet?”
Word count: 2.0k
Warnings: Not proofread.
Summary: On a chaotic New Year’s Eve shift, you and Parker struggle to keep your carefully hidden relationship from becoming the talk of the entire ED.
Authors Note: I guess you could say this is can either be a standalone or part 2 of this?
The ER didn't believe in New Year's. It really didn't believe in any holiday for that matter.
You had learned that long before you ever stepped foot inside the Pitt—because for you, it started in the back of an ambulance, sirens cutting through fireworks and bad decisions.
Midnight didn't mean countdowns. It meant dispatch lighting up with calls stacked back-to-back, voices crackling through your radio, and locations shouted over static.
Still, something about tonight felt different.
Maybe it was the way the city sounded—distant cheers bleeding into the streets between sirens. Maybe it was the glitter still clinging stubbornly to your sleeve from a patient who absolutely should not have been climbing a balcony railing.
Or maybe it was the quiet, persistent awareness sitting at the back of your mind. It was ten minutes to midnight.
Multiple Pairings | The Pitt (Fic Recs)
*Edit*- Sorry for any repeated notifications, authors! Just reorganising the lists on here!
Key: A - Angst | F - Fluff | S - Smut | C - Comfort | HC - Hurt/Comfort
Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt. 3
