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Hello! I hardly write but maybe opening this up will help me with writing!!

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I love doing “reader” or “y/n” type of stuff!

I also love these types of topics such as

Avatar - pandora

Tmnt (bayverse)

Hobbit

Anime

Bucky Barnes

Marvel Universe

Stranger Things

Ext…..

Emily x Bucky Barnes

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Chapter One: The Errand Girl

Emily kept her head down as she maneuvered through the compound halls, clipboard pressed against her chest and her glasses slipping slightly down her nose. The Thunderbolts—or the new Avengers as Valentina sometimes insisted on calling them—were not the easiest group to keep organized.

Not that her job was glamorous. Emily wasn’t strategizing missions, designing weapons, or even briefing the team. She was the one making sure there were fresh towels in the locker rooms, that laundry didn’t pile up to the ceiling, and that someone actually remembered to pick up milk and coffee filters.

Valentina called her “the glue.” Emily privately translated it to “the errand girl.”

She didn’t mind, not really. The work was steady, and she liked blending into the background. She wasn’t built for the spotlight—not with her soft figure, her round cheeks that flushed too easily, or the way her hair frizzed whenever the humidity rose above fifty percent.

Today, though, she was running late.

“Move it Barnes! Get your coffee and to the debriefing!” Valentina’s sharp voice echoed from the training bay. Emily winced, hugging her clipboard closer and speeding past. She’d meant to drop off dry cleaning an hour ago but had gotten caught organizing the grocery delivery. Hopefully Valentina wouldn’t notice.

She ducked into the kitchen, only to find someone already there.

Bucky Barnes stood at the counter, rolling up the sleeves of his Henley shirt and glaring at the coffee machine like it had personally insulted him. His vibranium arm glinting with the lights.

Emily froze. She didn’t usually see him alone—he was a shadow in team briefings, sitting back and brooding while the others argued. He rarely said much, and when he did, it was usually short and sharp. His eyes always made Emily a bit shy.

He looked up, blue eyes catching hers.

Emily’s stomach flipped.

“Oh—uh—sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt,” she stammered, adjusting her glasses.

“You’re not.” His voice was low, rough, and startlingly calm. He tapped the coffee machine once, then glanced at her clipboard. “You work for Val, right?”

Emily nodded quickly. “Y-yeah. Personal assistant. I just… keep things running.”

His gaze flickered over her before returning to the stubborn machine. “Figures. This thing hasn’t been working since yesterday.”

Emily hesitated, then set her clipboard down and stepped closer. “You have to press the side button before you start it. Otherwise, it won’t brew.”

Bucky arched an eyebrow but stepped aside. Emily leaned in, pressed the hidden button, and watched the machine sputter to life.

“…Huh,” he muttered, almost to himself. “Guess I’ve been losing a fight with a coffeemaker.”

Emily smiled faintly, tucking a piece of hair that fell behind her ear, nerves buzzing. “Happens to the best of us.”

For a moment, his eyes lingered on her, and she felt warm all over. Then he gave a small nod, grabbed a mug, and filled it with black coffee.

“Thanks,” he said simply before leaving her standing in the quiet kitchen.

Emily exhaled, heart pounding.

It was nothing. Just a coffeemaker. Just a tiny, two-sentence interaction.

Bucky Barnes x Oc (Emily)

Slow burn/ rated M - MINORS NOT ALLOWED TO READ

Chapter one -paperwork, elevators, and unexpected eyes

The thing about working for the Avengers was… it wasn’t always glamorous.

Sure, there were moments—fancy galas, international calls with dignitaries, even that time you had to discreetly dispose of a fridge Thor had “accidentally” crushed with Mjölnir. But most days? It was schedules, shopping lists, and making sure the right quinjet had the right snacks before takeoff.

Emily had been at it for nearly two years now. Hired on as a personal assistant during the post-Stark restructuring, she had proven herself as the glue that held the team’s day-to-day together. Groceries for the tower? Done. Formal wear dry cleaned before the UN appearance? Delivered. Sam’s playlist updated for training runs? Already queued.

She didn’t have powers. She didn’t carry a weapon. But somehow, she had become essential.

Her desk sat just outside Tony’s old glass-walled conference room, now used by everyone. The place still buzzed with that legacy—screens blinking to life, holograms hovering above the tables, JARVIS (or rather, the upgraded Friday) pinging quietly in the background. She didn’t mind the noise. Or the chaos.

She liked being in the middle of it.

And they liked having her there. Even if they didn’t say it.

Natasha trusted her with sensitive guest lists. Peter gave her drawings he’d done “just because.” Sam called her “Boss” in a way that always made her roll her eyes but secretly made her smile. Steve once told her she reminded him of a good field medic: “calm, capable, and always one step ahead.” Clint just tried to steal her coffee.

Then there was Bucky.

He hadn’t liked her at first. She could feel it—those watchful blue eyes on her from across rooms, never quite suspicious but never fully trusting either. He didn’t smile much back then. Kept his answers short. Avoided elevators when she was in them.

Until one afternoon.

She had a stack of folders balanced against her hip, a phone cradled between her cheek and shoulder, and a grocery bag hanging from one wrist. She didn’t see Bucky waiting inside the elevator until she stepped in—then tripped over absolutely nothing.

“Sh—!”

A strong arm caught her waist before she faceplanted into the wall of buttons. Her folders spilled, the phone clattered to the floor, and the grocery bag burst open, scattering apples like tiny rebels across the floor.

She blinked up at him, glasses askew, her hair falling in every direction.

“Hi,” she said, breathless, cheeks burning. The embarrassment of tripping, and being held by the one person who doesn’t like her.

Bucky stared at her, holding her effortlessly in place. For a long moment, he just… looked. Not at the mess. Not at the chaos she’d made.

At her.

At her flushed cheeks, her big eyes, the nervous laugh bubbling out of her throat. His fingers still gripped her waist. His gaze flicked to her lips, then quickly away.

“…You okay?” he muttered, voice low. His hand still gripping her wait. Feeling how soft she felt.

She nodded quickly, brushing her hair behind one ear. “Graceful as ever.” Chuckling awkwardly Emily looking away.

He surprised them both when he gave a soft snort. Then let her go, crouched down, and started picking up apples without saying another word.

After that, something changed.

He noticed things. The way she hummed when filing reports. How she always wrote to-do lists in purple ink. That she wore mismatched socks on laundry day. He caught himself listening for her laugh when he walked through the common room. He even started choosing the elevator with her in it.

Emily didn’t seem to notice. Or if she did, she never mentioned it. She just kept being her—funny, quietly competent, and always ready with a snack or a sharp remark.

And Bucky kept watching. Noticing.

Waiting.

Because he wasn’t sure what it meant yet. What he wanted. What she wanted.

But something had started that day in the elevator. A pull. A shift.

And maybe—just maybe—he was ready to stop running from it.

To be continued

Gambit fanfiction

Emily is a mutant that works with shadows. She can also manipulate the light and use to throw blasts of light. She recently lost someone close to her, she found out by going through the mail one day and noticed a letter addressed to her from her sister.

Shaking slightly she took the letter to her room and closed the door. Breathing deeply Emily opened the letter. As she finished the letter tears started falling from her face and onto the letter. She’s slowly crumbles to the ground. Wrapping her arms around her legs, she wept for the rest of the night.

THE NEXT DAY

Emilys has been in her room for most of the day which unusual as she likes to visit and chat among everyone. People tried to knock on her door but she’d tell them to leave her be. There is someone who seems to get under her skin. Gambit and her always fight everyday. Maybe it was because she came in later to the X-men. She never knew why he had it out for her. She’s shown her trust to everyone.

Emily finally opened her bedroom door in the mansion around 10:30pm at night. She makes her way down the stairs wearing loose black pajama pants and a black shirt. Her eyes red from crying all day. And her stomach grumbling a little from not eating all day.

She makes it to the doorway of the kitchen and opens the fridge. The only light on is from the fridge lighting up her face. Smudges of eyeliner on her eyelids and her nose red from blowing it.

As she goes to reach for a bottle of beer she keeps, she jumped when she heard a throat clear. Looking up her eyes meet with dark and red. It was Gambit.

Gambit smirks and leans against the doorway,”now cher what yah doing this late? Hmmm tryin to steal some food?” Gambit laughs while crossing his arms.

Emily didn’t answer him just grabbing the beer shutting the fridge, and was making her way past him. Gambit felt like something was off and grabbed her arm.

“What’s the long face cher? Figured you’d have a comeback for me? Or is the fight gone from you?” Gambit chuckles lightly while still holding her arm. This was there thing he riles her up and she’s fights back. It was a great game, Gambit loved seeing her riled up.

Emily’s eye were cast down, black hair cascading over her face and her arms slack.

“…..m not in the mood thief….” Emily mumbles while shaking Gambit away. She makes her way up the stairs and turns to go to her room.

Gambit shocked at her tone and the way she said it just looks on. “Something the matter….I don’t like seeing the Emily so downcast. Not her style” Gambit mumbles to himself. Gambit decided to go up and follow her to her bedroom door.

Knocking softly Gambit waited for a response. When he didn’t get one he tried to open the door but it was locked.

“Hmmm well now Gambit knows how to fix this”, He says while using a bit of his power to burn the keyhole. The door opened slightly, he slowly opens the door, and he sees Emily Curled in a fetal position on her bed. Sobbing beer forgotten on the floor. Gambit walks over to Emily, touching her should Emily jumps slightly, with teary eyes looks over and to her surprise it’s Gambit.

“Tell Gambit what’s wrong Em…”Gambit softly says while sitting on the bed next her. Emily’s lips wobble, tears start falling again and she lunges herself at Gambit. He catches her and holds her while smoothing back her hair and rocking her. Her sobs fill the room. After what seemed to be ten minutes Gambit noticed she’s starts calming down.

Emily sniffles and puts her head into Gambits chest,”….I received some news…..and I lost someone…..my…..my father Gambit” Emily’s lips wobble again but no sobs come.

“Oh cher….I’m sorry that’s happened to you,” Gambit says while tilting her head to look at him.

“I know you have heard it, and I’m not gunna say it becaus you will always kiss him, but we are here for you Cher……I’m here for you…. Gambit knows what’s it’s like to lose someone close,” Gambit smiles softly at Emily. Still smoothing her hair back. Emily gives him a hug smiling.

“Thanks gambit, I know you didn’t have to come here but you did….I really do appreciate this” Emily looks back him. Her eyes looking at with adoration and appreciation.

Gambit feels a blush coming to his checks. Smiling to her and her to him. It seemed like they were getting closer and closer until Emily felt Gambits lips on hers. Eyes closing Emily felt the kiss, the ways his lips molded to hers. Going to reach up to cup his cheeks, Gambit pulled away.

Breathing deeply, Gambit looks at Emily. “Get some sleep em….we got training in the morning” Gambit smiles as he stands he tilts down and very softly kisses the top of her head.

I don’t own the hobbit this is merely fanfiction!

Thorin x OC

Emily fell into this world and her husband from her world fell in with her from what she thought, but she hasn’t been able to find him. See Emily had just married her best friend Mark but as they hiking up a mountain for a date they both fell into a cavern and it was lights out. When Emily awoke she was alone in a green field with small homes around her. The sun was high and it was the most beautiful place she’d even seen. Emily was wearing dark black jeans with combat boots, a burgundy hoodie, a thin rain jacket and a baseball cap. She had her old phone but that only lasted a day with her battery dying and she had her wallet with some photos of her family. She wondered for a bit before she found a green door. When she knocked on the door a little man name Bilbo Baggins opened the door. To say she was shocked was an understatement. She quickly realized she was in one of her favorite books. And as much fan-fiction as she read she thought she was going to save the line of Durin but…. Bilbo had just turned 57…. Meaning she had three years before the quest even started! Plus the fact she wanted to try to find Mark so she wouldn’t do it alone! But she had no means of travel, money or anything when she landed in the Shire besides the clothes on her back.

Her and Bilbo quickly made friends and he offered a room in BagEnd so she could get a footing. Within those three years she was gifted quite a nice bow set from Bilbo from Bree because she said she was an expert hunter which she was! Back in her world she often went hunting with her father or husband! She helped provide meat and get rid of a pack of wolves from BagEnd! Emily was quite helpful within the Hobbiton community. And it helped her make money for traveling or clothes. She first got five pairs of blue, a couple white cotton shirts, new boots, a traveling pack, arrows, a cloak with a hood made rain resistant. Now even though Emily and Bilbo were friends she kept her secret, never telling him her knowledge of what has yet to come, she wanted to meet with Gandalf and find her husband to return home…. If her husband is even in Middle Earth. She always wondered if Mark was here, alive or thought about her…. But she didn’t know.

All she knew was today was the day. It was Bilbos 60th birthday! Meaning Gandalf should be by today to inquisit some ideas to Bilbo.

She chuckled to herself not believing she been able to witness this world for three years, it went by so fast and now it’s almost time. Her arms ached with the want of going home and her head felt light. She was ready. As she was gathering rabbits for a stew Bilbo wanted she thought maybe I should have gotten more…for the company but she decided against it. This has to happened naturally well until Gandalf tells her to do soemthing.

It was afternoon by the time Emily left to go hunting and now it was dark, she should be able to see the mark and hopefully hear everyone’s voices or make it just after Balin.

She made her way through the quiet Hobbit town looking around she felt sad, she made a small but comfort life here. Made friends and helped more than she could have imagined. To be getting ready to leave left a small hole in her heart. Putting up her gloved finger to her eye Emily wiped off a small tear that threatened to fall. Chuckling to herself she couldn’t believe how attached she got. As she got closer to BagEnd she could hear Bilbo berating the pack of dwarves for pillaging the pantry.

Breathing in a deep of air, Emily had her hand on the door handle ready to start, and go back to her home. The door opened and the soft glow of lanterns lit the room and onto her face.

This is it. The adventure. The hope. Emily was ready. She would not fail saving the love of Durin, finding her husband and going home.

Rated T for now…..

Emily has only been on the Sunny for a little bit about 6 months and she had a crush on a certain swordsman….will it go in her favor? Or end in heartbreak?

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Emily has been with the Straw Hat crew for about six months. She can still remember how she got recruited to become part of the crew from Luffy.

Emily was always hunting, her father taught her how, but now she was on her own, her family long gone and so she had to survive for herself. Emily was dressed in black cargo pants, combat boots, black glasses, and a sheer burgundy tank/shirt ,a loose belt with one Blade hilt, but it didn’t have a blade. Emily had a special type of magic one where if you focus can be shaped into whatever she’d like. That’s where the blade hilt comes in handy, by focusing her magic she can make her own blade form one that’s much more sharpe and stronger then regular swords. Her magic came from her great grandmother, she never met the woman but her mother before she passed always talked highly of her.

As she was hunting one day to provide for herself to either eat or sell the fur for money. She gets ready to shot the boar, breathing deeply she feels herself calm, right as when she gets ready to let loose the arrow, the boar looks up and squeals then runs away.

Blowing a breath of frustration air, Emily looks around wondering what scared off her profit. Looking back the right towards the ocean she sees a ship? Hmmm Emily slides down from the tree she was in and lands on the ground. Making her way down towards the ship she see multiple people. There was a two women one with long black hair and one with long orange hair. A guy with a long nose? A man with huge forearms? Some man who was drooling over the women, a small reindeer? A SKELETON?!? …..

As Emily scanned the crew she noticed a green haired swordsman, she noticed the three swords and outfit he had on definitely displayed his body built underneath.

“Woah….that guys massive and he can handle three swords?” Emily whisper while scanning around.

The final member of the ship looked like a teenager with a straw hat. As she continued to look at them, Emily didn’t notice the boar had come back and found her. The boat had a glint in its eyes and reared back and then with a squeal launched towards Emily, pushing into her backside. Emily screamed, arms flailing , bow forgotten, and all the while she was shot into the air and going right toward the pirates. Her eyes closed she waited for the ground meet her back, but instead she felt arms grab her and her back against a muscular chest.

Opening her eyes, squinting through the sunlight she noticed green hair and a scared face.

“You alright?” the green haired man ask her. While setting her down to her feet. Emily stood up shakily and looked at him in awe, a small blush on her face.

Emily stuttered.” Ye…yea thanks for the save” she said while crossing her arms in front of her and finally looking away.

Now that was the first time Emily met everyone, after that they told Emily they were looking for food. Emily told them she hunted and can easily get them food. They told her thier names which were Luffy, Nami, Usopp, Chopper, Franky, Brook and Zoro. She also had a chance to show off her blade abilities, just because a huge boar the size of a house came running at them in the Forrest.

“Whew, we’ll here’s your food I’m going to take a little for myself”, Emily stated while gutting the boar and cleaning the meat.

Luffy walked up to her while Emily was cleaning the meat, he stood in the sunlight. Emily looked up and squinted. Then right when she was going to ask what Luffy was doing he grinned.

“Join my crew!!!”, Luffy stated while grinning like a maniac. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at Emily.

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Hobbit fanfiction

Fili x y/n

“..ahh…mmm”

Hot breaths of air could be seen in the cold night

There were two, passionately making love to one another. The moonlight cascading onto her chest and face, while he bore over her, his hips slowly thrusting into her swollen pussy. His hard dwarven hands grabbing her small hands and putting them above her head. Watching her face mewl with pleasure.

“So beautiful …. Uhh. You like it when I go slow with you my love..” Fili says while slowly rocking into her, feeling his cock inside her warm pussy.

She opens her eyes and looks into her blue eyed lovers face. The blush on each of thier faces from such hard love making. Sweat dripping from Filia brow from teasing her with such slow thrusts.

“Fili…more please…mmm” She whispered feeling her lower stomach contort with pleasure. She could feel herself cumming soon, but alas Fili likes to tease her when he gets the chance.

“Mmm would you like for me to….ah go hard my love?” Fili chuckles while doing a sharp thrust making her cry out in pleasure, both moaning from the thrust. Fili couldn’t help it with the look on her face and her pretty, pink, tight pussy gripping him. He flips her over on her stomach and bends her ass over while kissing her back.

“All you had to do was be patient my love….now you’ll get what you want” Fili grins while reinserting his thick cock into her, he slams into her, she cries out in pleasure and pain. Rocking back into him as he countjnues to pound into her, Fili starts to grunt grabbing her hips and thrusting into her. She hangs onto the sheets and pillows moaning, her juices spilling onto the sheets

“Oh fili please! Let me cum!” She moans feeling her hair bring brought into a bun, Filling grabbing her hair and pulling her head back to kiss her neck.

“My love cum for me. Let me fill you with my seed” He grunts into her ear, licking the shell of i, before continuing to thrust into her and grunt with please.

She cries out as she unravels with pleasure, her ogasming ripping through her body, Fili feels her tighten around him, his cock continue to thrust when he moans out loud, his hips stuttering, his seed spilling into her. Both are breathing loudly. She drops into the bed and Fili rolls next her, taking her arm and brining her across his chest to hold her.

“I love you, my love.” Fili says eyes closed hands wandering through her hair.

Silence……

Time was frozen….. only for a moment

The scene replayed in my mind over and over again….

It was an outer body experience….. being awake and still looking at myself… huh weird…..

I can see the rain falling on my face……

My arms pushed behind me…. my facing facing upwards…..and a sword sticking out of my stomach……

I can see my face slightly turn towards Deku, mouth open in a silent scream. His face, slow lying widening in horror at what just happened.

You see I love him, he dosent know, I mean he is sorta of dense. Oh well if I die it was for the world soon number one hero. There was a villain who can make sword from his hands, and Deku was fighting alongside Dynamite. When I seen behind him the sword villain was ready to pierce Deku, I used my wind to burst me forward. And we’ll you can guess the rest.

I see myself slowly coming back to, Dekus eyes changed going to black, he rushes forward and pins the villain to the concert ground. Looking behind him he rushes toward me, I’m almost to the ground when he catches me.

“Y/n… it’s ok we are ok, bakugo is calling an ambulance, keep your eyes open” Deku pleads to me cradling my head and hold the stomach wound. I cough up blood. My eyes staring into the sky, rain is falling all around us. I use what energy I have left and stop the rain around us. Our wet clothes and hair stick to us, blood slowly gushing out of my body.

“Deku, it’s ok. I….I saved you” I say weakly brining my hand up to his cheek. He turns his head and kisses my palm.

“Y/n it’s going to be ok I promise” Deku tearfully says to me.

“You know….I thought I’d have a couple more years…” I smile softly, blood trickling down my mouth.

“ I want you to know…. I ….I…..lov…” I feel my eyes close and my heart stop. I don’t remember anything after that. Except a distant cry.

To be continued?

Last of us (joelxoc)

The hobbit ( usually anyone thorin/kilo/fili/dealing/ or bofur x oc)

TMNT (ralph/leo x oc )

Anime x oc - I have a lot of favorites lol

“ LLEEOO!!!!” I screamed! Slamming my fist onto the cement, on my knees, the raining pouring down. I open my tear filled eyes and look at my bloody fist…. looking up at the last place Leonardo was…my best friend…my ….love. He left me ….. he said it was the safest. To leave me and start over with his brothers…

“Where do I go…now?” I sob screaming into the pouring rain.

On a rooftop looking down…. Rain pelted his shell, his blue mask sticking to his skin.