#depressedbimyself

i didnt :(

have you posted it? or do you have a link towards that post ?

Sounds like an interesting read and definitely one well thought out

anyhows hope you find yourself well :))

gif // a/n: i hope you like it! writing this on wandavision eve, very exciting

You had never wanted it to be a secret, never imagined that it would be a secret, but after the Avengers split and Wanda went on the run, a secret was all you had. Not a day went by where you didn’t regret turning yourself in, even after Wanda told you to stay. Stay with her. Leave what was left of the Avengers behind.

But you couldn’t do that. You had so many promises to keep, not just to Wanda. But she made it so hard to not think about running away, every single day.

You knocked on the hotel room door, rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet, your head on swivel as you waited for her to answer the door. What if she’s not here? What if she got caught? What if--

The door opened and all of your worries instantly evaporated, seeing Wanda there, safe, smiling.

“Sorry I’m late,” you said. “Having to be more and more careful.”

“Shh, come on in,” she said, pulling you in and shutting the door. “I’m just glad you’re here. How are you?”

“Cold,” you said, grinning as you took your coat off, your boots, your hat. “Would it kill you guys to hide out somewhere warm?”

“Well, we’ll have to get you warmed up then,” Wanda said, and you heard her set out two bowls on the small table, the cling of silverware set down on napkins. “I ordered ahead.”

Characters: Reader x Daenerys Targaryen

Warnings: alcohol

Prompt: 29. “Oh, I need a lot more wine to get me through this dinner.”

Word Count: 368

A/N: this is not really festive but it’s the first thing that came to mind. and i guess it’s technically set in winter??? but anyway, i hope u still like it!!

NOT ACCEPTING ANYMORE HOLIDAY DRABBLES!

“More wine, my love?” you grin, offering the pitcher to her as you notice Daenerys’ near empty goblet. She turns to look at you, and you can see the distant look in her expression, the way she looks almost lost. And in a way, you figure the both of you are, dining amongst the Northerners and the wildlings. Despite being seated at the high table, Daenerys can feel the palpable hostility towards her, the silent tension that hangs in the air. Even as everyone joyfully eats amongst themselves, enjoying one of the last nights before the impending battle, Daenerys can see their lingering, distrusting gazes. 

“Oh, I need a lot more wine to get me through this dinner.” Daenerys hollowly chuckles, and you flash her a knowing smile as you pour some of the rich liquid into her cup. She reaches for your hand under the table, and you give it a squeeze as she takes a sip. You know how uneasy she is, and you don’t let go of her hand as Daenerys looks around the room. She leans into you, mumbling, “How will I get these people to trust me?”

“They will in time,” you try to reassure her, and you can see Daenerys frown slightly, dissatisfied with your answer. You shuffle your chair closer to hers, placing your other hand over hers, and you insist, “They’ll see that you’re here to help them.”

Daenerys lets out a heavy sigh. “I hope so.” 

The two of you fall silent, listening to the loud, drunken conversations that fill the hall. Daenerys presses her lips together, and you ask her, “Would you rather us go back to our chambers?” 

Daenerys flashes you an appreciative smile, but she shakes her head. “No, I’ll stay. I don’t want to offend them any more than I already have.” 

“They’ll come around,” you reassure her. “I promise.” 

Daenerys slowly nods. “I’m glad you’re here with me, y/n. I wouldn’t know what to do if I were alone.” 

gif // a/n: i hope you like it! this is reminding me of season 1 daisy + fitz on that one mission hahaha

“Who knew HYDRA liked to get so fancy?” you whispered to Daisy as the two of you stepped into the gala, having just passed the security checkpoint as the daughter and her “plus one” of a HYDRA scientist. “I mean... this is...” You gestured around at the lavish decor. “Insane.”

“Yeah, and I didn’t think I’d see the same guy who was shooting at us last week enjoying karaoke,” Daisy added, nodding over at one of the stages. “Let’s stay far away from him.”

You took seats at one of the booths on the other side of the gala, watching the crowd, taking mental notes to relay back to Coulson later while you waited for your main target to arrive. It made your skin crawl, being surrounded by this many enemy agents, knowing what many of them had done, what they were capable of. You were in the lion’s den, so to speak, and it felt smothering.

“Oh shit,” Daisy whispered, nudging you. “Karaoke guy. Ten-o’clock. Coming this way.”

“Does he see us?”

“No... but he’s getting really, really close.”

“Of course,” you mumbled. “The one HYDRA idiot who saw our faces last week--” You were suddenly interrupted as Daisy’s hands clasped your face, pulling you in for a... kiss?

It happened so fast and for the split second that your lips separated, you heard her whisper “Just play along.” Out of the corner of your eye, you watched the agent continue to walk past you and Daisy, towards the bar and out of sight. 

You pulled back, still in shock, as Daisy laughed. “Sorry to throw that on you like that. But it worked?”

“Um... yeah?” you agreed, still trying to process the fact that you had just made out with your fellow agent.

 “Oh my God, was that your first kiss?” Daisy whispered, her eyes wide as she noticed how flustered you had become, remembering a conversation she had with you weeks ago about your love lives. She leaned forward, pinching your cheek like a grandma. “Aw, wait, that’s adorable.”

You swatted her hand away, rolling your eyes. “No, that was not my first kiss.”

ahhh! ok I have a few thoughts:

It’s the 80s episode and I’m assuming the twins' powers emerge in this one and this also breaks down Wanda’s reality further. Especially since I don’t think they’re going to be as careful about hiding their powers.

We see the confrontation with Wanda and Monica from Monica’s perspective, see Wanda fixing the wall with her own powers like in the previews

I’m calling it the 80s commercial is gonna be an Ultron commercial? Something like a personal computer advertisement by Ultron?

I think we’re going to see Wanda much more protective of this fake world now that Tommy and Billy are on the scene, perhaps other townspeople disappear? Idk where they would go, or if they even exist in the real world, if they’re also people who have died previously, who knows? But I feel like we’re going to see her manipulating a lot more now in terms of rewinding and stuff

I’m hoping for some sort of sly Olsen-Full-House reference, though that might happen in the 90s

Characters: Reader x Lena Luthor

Warnings: —

Prompt: 05. “I made you hot chocolate, with marshmallows, of course.”

Word Count: 461

A/N: asjkdhasda ur attempt at spelling marshmallows cracked me up but i shouldn’t laugh considering i barely know how to spell it too. but anyway i hope u like it bruno and i hope i made it angsty enough, and hope u have a great day too!!!

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Lena tentatively knocks on the door to the study, peeking her head inside.  She lets out a quiet sigh as she sees you hunched over your desk, bundled in a hoodie, too focused on work to even notice her. Her hands wrap around the mug of hot chocolate she had made for you, and she clears her throat. You look over your shoulder, offering her a tired smile as you see her, and she greets, “Hey.”

“Hey.” you say, and Lena makes her way over to you. You raise your eyebrows as Lena sets the mug down on your desk, and you ask, “Oh, you didn’t have to get me anything.”

“I made you hot chocolate,” Lena shrugs, leaning up against your table, and you can’t help but smile at the gesture. Leaning closer to you, she grins as she adds, “With marshmallows, of course.”

“Thanks, Lena,” you gently pull her in for a kiss, and you can feel Lena smiling against your lips. It’s been too long, she thinks, with both of you always being so busy with work, it feels as though you barely have time with one another. Moments like these remind Lena why she fell for you in the first place, and she wishes she could live in these moments forever.

But as you pull away, she’s reminded about how there are days where she wonders if you’re falling out of love.

“Are you coming to bed soon?” Lena asks, and she can see the hesitation in your expression. She frowns slightly, already anticipating your answer. 

“Soon.” you vaguely respond, and Lena looks away. You reach for her hands, giving them a squeeze, and you say, “Lena, I’m sorry, but I just have so much work to finish before the end of the year.” 

Lena nods, knowing she of all people should understand the stress of work. But she can’t help but feel tears sting her eyes, and she wants to tell you how much she misses you, how she feels like she’s competing with your work for your attention. She gets up, making her way out of the room, and your heart sinks as you know you’ve let her down.

“Lena,” you call out after her. She pauses in the doorway, turning around to face you, and you chew on your lip. Perhaps you should remind her that you still love her, or promise her that you’ll spend more time together another night. But for some reason, you fall short as you say, “I... thanks for the hot chocolate.”

or wine, since she drinks more wine

Characters: Reader x Daenerys Targaryen

Warnings: alcohol

Sensory Prompt: 10. The taste of Vodka wine at the back of your throat

Word Count: 265

A/N: fuckhfgjfhg i miss wine its been so long since ive had a freakin drink i dont even remember what it tastes like to describe it but thank u for requesting!! hope u like it bruno x 

Daenerys stares up at the night sky from her balcony, and endless expanse of darkness that seems to stretch for eternity, past Mereen and over lands she can’t see. She could get lost looking amongst the stars that glitter above, but she’s pulled back to reality as she hears quiet footsteps approaching. She cautiously looks over her shoulders, and softens upon seeing you, your gentle smile illuminated by the candlelight of the room.

Daenerys steps inside, gesturing for you to take a seat. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Oh,” you shake your head, taking a seat beside her. “I just came to check on you, my Queen.”

Daenerys chuckles at this, and she reaches for a bottle on the table. She pours a goblet full of wine for herself, before filling up a goblet for you, and she pushes it towards you as she asks, “And why would you possibly think that you need to check up on me?”

You shrug, hesitating to take the goblet. She raises an eyebrow at you, before insisting, “Drink.”

ahh I’m a total sucker for the hurt/comfort/angst stuff, like especially if it’s the reader that’s gone through some shit and everyone’s like “don’t worry you’re gonna be all right” there’s definitely something psychological there for sure  I’m also a huge fan of cozy domestic AU type stuff, especially if it means I get to write some cute banter to go with it

a few other hyper-specific faves are:

secret identity/powers/backstory is exposed

reader is a new member of the crew/friend group

piggybacking off of that, first meetings

mission going wrong in an angsty way

super funny scenarios like this one, because I love writing funny dialogue or trying to match the beat of a comedy TV show that I’m writing an imagine for