TREAT YOU BETTER
curly x reader | sfw
CW! gn reader, more platonic leaning but can be seen as romantic if you want, hurt comfort, j#mmy bashing, friends to best friends, pre-game
Summary! Simple, convince Curly that Jimmy isn’t good for him, and that he’s an asshole.
You stilled watching Jimmy talking to Curly.
Furrowed brows tightening when seeing how uncomfortable and stiff Curly had become when Jimmy started to expressing a certain amount of anger.
Too much anger.
“Jim, God- please-“
“No, it’s you that needs to do this! For me, or I’ll end up somewhere worse, and so will you.”
You grimaced at the language. You watched as Curly stepped back experimentally. Nervous and anxious around the angry man in front of him.
"God you know what! Fuck you Curly!"
Your eyes blinked rapidly as Jimmy walked away. It left Curly standing there with an opened mouth. Shaking clenched fists and clear incoming tears he chose to push down.
Softly, "Curly."
His body shook as he found you staring at him. Slowly you took his hands and led you to somewhere else in the mall. "Let it all out."
You pulled the man into an embrace. Curly's sobs were gut wrenching. Piled upon piles of repressed feelings were let out.
Softly you rubbed his back as he sobbed his loving heart out.
Curly was a man that cared too much, and didn't like conflict. Caring way too much about Jimmy who was horrible to him.
Curly was too good for that piece of shit.
Curly let that love affect everything. All to not upset the angry and manipulative Jimmy. You scowled at the thought of that man.
"Don't listen to that piece of shit, Curly. He's wrong." You whispered into the blondes ear.
"But-"
"Sshh. Don't talk." Hand goes up to his curls and ran a hand through them. Too far, maybe but it soothed the man in your arms.
"He's wrong. About you, Curly. You're not too much and it's him who is guilty. He's grown man that needed to take responsibility for his own actions."
Slowly, you pulled away. Your hands cupping the man's face firmly. Curly's eyes were puffy with red nose. Tears rolling down his cheeks as he stared at you.
"It is him who'll fall and only him. He's doing it to make it seem like it's your fault because he's dependent on you, Curly."
Curly didn't speak. He listened.
The screws were turning in his head as he listened to your words.
"Making you feel responsible for him then you'll fall for this little fuckery he's casting." You smiled. A laugh followed, "You're too kind and conflict avoiding, Curly."
You removed your hands from Curly's face. Still and frozen he watched you smile gently at him but firmness stayed.
"Don't settle for a piece of shit like him. No man treats his friend like that. Not like luggage, and clearly manipulating you like everything's your fault when it's his."
Curly nodded. He wiped his tears and snot away with his sleeve. "He's bad. To me?" A question and not a statement.
"Yes, he's bad for you. An asshole, Curly."
You squinted your eyes and saw how Curly was fighting himself in his head. "God, just what has Jimmy done to you, Curly."
You had a sneaking suspicion that if this continued then something would happen. Something terrible and Jimmy would do something terrible.
Something terrible to someone else, and Curly.
Curly wouldn't know how to help and it would be too late. It was best to put an end to this now, or else.
"That position at Pony's Express. Curly." Your voice was firm. Eyes practically glaring at Curly who froze up.
"I don't mean to be forceful but you can't allow Jimmy to be with you or on a ship with you or anyone honestly. I'd prefer it that way but if you do get him a job then make sure he's far away from you." You set a hand on Curly's shoulder.
"Or make sure he's set low on the ladder. He's gonna hurt people. He's gonna hurt you, Curly. So please." You begged.
"Okay...I see how he's...What he's done to me..." Curly spoke quietly. Still sniffling and tears still falling from his face.
He swallowed and cleared his throat. "Okay." He picked his head up.
Firmly.
Like a captain.
You smiled. Like a captain.
🎀"MISTRESS OF MAGIC"🎀
mortal kombat men & zatanna! reader intros | sfw
characters - liu kang , shang tsung , johnny cage
cw! mk1 styled intros, gn! reader, could be seen as either platonic or romantic
part 2
LIU KANG
You: God and Keeper Of Time? Talk about powerful.
Liu Kang: No need to flatter me.
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Liu Kang: I look forward to your magic show.
You: I know you will! Johnny and I worked hard on it.
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You: Belief is a rather fragile thing...
Liu Kang: You would know that better than anyone.
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Liu Kang: You're father's fate was hardest thing to softened.
You: Is that so, then thank you for trying.
SHANG TSUNG
You: Rather egotistical man you are?
Shang Tsung: You're too polite, my dear.
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Shang Tsung: Such a waste of power.
You: Thank the gods it never laid itself in your hands.
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You: In another world your a good sorcerer.
Shang Tsung: Considering your supreme belief I'm almost inclined to believe you.
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Shang Tsung: The battle of sorcerers begins today.
You: You lost this battle the moment you started using your gift for evil.
JOHNNY CAGE
Johnny Cage : Think about it, Johnny Cage and the Mistress of Magic!?
You: I quite like that idea, Cage.
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You: With my magic anything is possible.
Johhny Cage: Not as powerful as movie magic.
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Johnny Cage: is it true your a descendent of Leonardo Da Vinci
You: The one and only, Johnny Cage.
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You: Would you help me show Outworld the wonders of showtime?
Johnny Cage: Say no more dollface.
We need to raise total of $60,000. The evacuation costs for one adult are $5,000 and we are a family of 10 adults, so it's $50,000 and we have 5 children and each one costs $2,000 to evacuate.
Also I have put my new baby before 40 days and now i am struggling to provide for my baby girl and her two other children. They urgently need warm clothes to protect them from the harsh weather and milk and other necessaities.
Every dollar you contribute will make a tangible difference in our lives. Your donations can ensure that this newborn baby has a chance at survival and that can provide my children with the necessities they deserve.
Please do your best to save my family❤️❤️
Can you do a request for Kitana x Faerie Reader?
When Kitana meets a very tiny Faerie from the Hanging Garden of Outworld. That the Faerie is come from the woods
WONDROUS
kitana x faerie! reader | sfw
CW! gn reader, kitana being cute, fluffy, ambiguous ending, mild angst, referenced purging of said faerie race
Summary! It was a known fact that faeries were extinct in Outworld, but as luck would have it Kitana has seemed to find one alive
thank you for the request!
Kitana’s eyes were wide when she saw the sight of a tiny little thing with wings. Glitter like in the color of gold surrounding them.
A faerie right in front of her.
Wonder filled her eyes. That same child like wonder a younger Edenian would have. Stories that Sindel, her mother would tell her. The stories of creatures in Outworld called Faeries.
Long ago they ruled the Living Forest once. Guarding it, but it merchants wanted a piece. They were powerful despite the small size.
They were captured like butterflies, like in Earth Realm, and harvested for their wings. A pretty penny was sought after if you came with a faerie, and an even bigger amount of money would be given if it was a live one.
It was only until that Lord Liu Kang and her father got a stop to the purging. Unfortunately it was too late as it looked the last of the Faeries were slaughtered.
It was story that always brought tears to Kitana and her sister, Mileena. Always questioning why such cruelty was brought to such a beautiful and powerful race. A race that only wanted peace and to live.
Sindel didn’t know why, and only saying that Outworld was a cruel world before her husband and Liu Kang changed everything.
And now Kitana was looking at Faerie right in front of her after thinking the entire race was wiped out.
It was before long she realized that you were staring right at her. Tilting your tiny head in curiosity.
“Hello?” Kitana mumbled out cautiously. Everyone of every race took part in the carnage, and no doubt she didn’t want to scare you away.
It was always her dream to one day meet one, and believed it would never happen. It was her chance. Fulfill her childhood wonder because a Faerie was right in front of her.
Only a bell sound came from you.
She remembered that faeries sounded like bells to all Outworlders. "I'm Kitana. Princess of Outworld." She bowed to you. She pulled down her mask to reveal her lips to you.
You; came down from your porch. A hanging flower from the garden in the palace. Never did Kitana expect to find a faerie alive, and no less in her garden.
A bell came from you.
Holding out a finger you stepped and sat on it. Kitana's face came close and found a smile on your face. One hopeful and bright.
Hope that she was a kind person who wouldn't kill you for a penny.
"Sister! Where are you!?" Mileena's voice called out from somewhere else in the garden.
You jumped at the sound of her sister. Hiding in Kitana's hair with a shaken body. Slowly Kitana lifted her finger and petted your tiny head.
Soft hair and soft flowers touching the palm of her index finger. "It's okay, my friend. Just my sister, beloved empress."
Your face expressed something different. "I promise." A gentle smile was sent your way from the princess.
Your brows raised and a soft smile crossed your lips. You spoke and a bell followed. Cheerful and not at all doubtful.
A wonderful beginning to a wonderful friendship.
Perhaps there were more faeries living like you. Maybe then the world would be able to meet a race that was deemed extinct.
Kitana giggled as you nuzzled into your cheeks for comfort as Mileena's call for Kitana got louder.
Kitana felt good about the greatness of Outworld this day.
My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.
I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.
My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.
I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.
This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.
If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.
I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.
Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.
what i do write!
character x reader
character x character
poly relationships
male, female, nonbinary, gn (specify in requests)
smut
dub-con (only applies to yandere/dark fics)
what i don't write!
non-con
no incest or stepcest
adult x child romantic relationship
will not age up nor will i write for child/teenage characters in romantic tense
homophobia, sexism,biphobia, anti-semitism, or transphobia, racism, xenophobia is explicitly prohibited and you will be blocked if so
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑
dazai , chuuya , atsushi , akutagawa , ranpo , fukuzawa , fitzgerald , poe , mushitaro , sigma , fyodor , nikolai, yosano, kunikida, tachihara, jouno, techou, fyodor, nikolai, bram, ango
liu kang , kung lao, human! raiden, kitana , mileena, bi-han , scorpion! kuai liang, sub-zero! kuai liang, smoke, syzoth, ashrah , baraka, sindel, li mei, shang tsung, tanya, johhny cage, kenshi takahashi, fujin, nightwolf, hanzo hasashi (MK 9-11), erron black
batman, battinson, superman, wonderwoman, hal jordan, barry allen, john stewart, martian manhunter, dick grayson, jason todd, tim drake, zatanna, john constantine, green arrow, harley quinn, poison ivy, selina kyle, sofia falcone, batfamily (platonic only!)
steve rogers, bucky barns, peter parker, wanda maximoff, stephen strange, deadpool, wolverine, thor, loki, gambit, rouge, nightcrawler, storm, avengers (can be romantic or platonic)
curly, anya, daisuke, swansea, tulpar crew (platonic only!)
me when writing
As a someone from the Midwest this is true ☝️
I desperately need more fics exploring the fact that Clark was born and raised in the rural midwest, and Bruce was a Jersey rich boy.
Give me Clark taking his shoes off when entering a house, and bringing something to dinner
Give me Bruce being absolutely confused because "what the hell is a potluck"
Give me Clark doing a proper midwest goodbye and Bruce being confused why he hasn't left when he said he was going to go 30 minutes ago and their still talking
(Even better if when Clark first says he's going to go Kon and Jon make no move to leave because they know it's going to be a while)
GOODNESS INCARNATE
yandere avengers x kryptonian! reader | sfw
CW! male reader, can be seen as either platonic or romantic, toxic behavior, overprotective avengers, obsessive behavior, golden retriever! reader, ambiguous ending
Summary! at some point something fell from earth and crashed into earth. A new hero rises up in the city of Metropolis and catches the eye of Earth’s Mightiest Defenders, and it ends up getting a bit too far.
Part 2 (Coming Soon!)
don’t ask about the timeline or anything call it an au where endgame doesn’t happen :D
Somewhere in Kansas a space shuttle fell to earth. It was never found, but the couple said to be incapable of having children had a child, and a dog too.
A child that was above from normal. That being you. An alien from the planet Krypton that had died. You and your dog, Krypto being the only one of your kind.
The last surviving Kryptonians.
Your new parents were a joy to have. You loved them and they raised you very protectively, and in return you cared for them.
With your strength, and Krypto you helped save your city Metropolis for the first time. The massive billionaire Lex Luthor caused massive damage and almost killed a bunch of people if not for you.
Dressed in blue and red you were a symbol of hope. The S across your chest being a family crest. One of the last of your parents own existence.
The people loved you, and you find the world was interested in you. A hero that came out of nowhere.
And certainly you were loved. Nick Fury couldn’t deny the need to get you on the team of train wrecks.
In fact, it could all be seen all the way to a Spider Boy who could only look at the footage in awe. The hero was someone who Peter Parker aimed to be.
Beside him was Wanda, the Scarlet Witch who looked on with awe in her eyes as well. As a woman who’s gone after bad thing after bad thing she couldn’t help but want goodness.
You were goodness. She could feel it, even if it was through a video.
Tony was apprehensive but even so he never seen someone so good. It was like you never faced horror ever. Your kindness and not a hint of showing off, or playing around while fighting.
Determination.
Captain America; Steve Rogers saw himself in you. Goodness that he could never achieve. One that smiled despite it all, while somberness swallowed him into a boastful mouth.
Bucky would have to agree. He was smiling once back then, and you were literal sunshine. A smile on those lips with such natural strength, and treating civilians with such kindness.
Thor found you adorable, and could feel that you were worthy of his hammer. Even through videos of you he felt like you were worthy. Absolutely beautiful he also thought. What man could fly through the air so gracefully like that. Without a care, and just as quick.
Natasha and Clint admired you. Albeit maybe it was a sense of something they never got. A man who hadn’t ever killed in his life, and was smiling. A sense of light they never got, and there you were.
Sunshine for them to bask themselves in.
Bruce felt wary but you were strong. No anger seemed to be in your body. Surely yes you seemed angry at Lex Luthor but that was for obvious reasons. You weren’t always angry like him. Angry only when necessary, unlike him.
Control of yourself is what you had.
A semblance of this world is that it was corrupt. A source of true good like you, and while you weren’t of them you believed in good.
Good in human beings.
The avengers knew better.
So when you’re recruited they aimed to make sure you’d ease into that reality. When offered the chance you jumped at it.
Imagine the surprise when Krypto arrived by your side. The avengers were no less taken aback and flustered.
You smiled big and wide. Nothing to hide and kind to them all.
Unbeknownst to you the immediate thought of you changed. A being that was good and needed to be protected. This group had been through terrible things, and it brought them down.
Made them turn darker.
Wanda knew that better than anyone.
Bucky hated himself for it.
Peter remembered the days when people knew of him, and how in those last moments back then he almost committed true murder.
They hid it well.
Steve would greet you with open arms and a welcoming smile, “Welcome to the team!” He would pat you on the shoulder. He would blink when it felt like metal.
You would laugh brightly, and saying a lot of people said that. Although it wasn’t like you were gonna say you were an alien. Not yet anyway.
They would find out anyway. Thanking Wanda for that, for she read your mind.
Imagine the wonder Peter had when he talked to you. Over the years now that he was Spider-Man he had lost his once happy attitude in being a hero.
You a little older than him was still hopeful, and hadn’t started as a teenager. You were hopeful and Peter couldn’t help but admire you. That smile; the one he lost and you still had it.
You can’t blame him when he stole one of your notebooks. The pages had tons of notes of your perceived faults and self-hatred. Don’t blame him when he shows Steve and Tony.
Don’t mind the confusion when the entire team is praising you more than usual. Any time you lift something instead of the Hulk Bruce smiles. His anger dismissed and he’s praising you despite his shy nature.
Don’t be surprised when you get hurt and spit blood that you get tested by the scientist. Tony even going as far as tweaking your suit to make sure you’re more protected. It was sweet, but useless venture to say you didn’t need it.
Of course you needed it. You were young, and even had fewer experience than Peter. You had no idea what you were talking about. Bruce and Tony were older.
They knew better, and told you that.
Naively, you shrugged it off. Krypto would only tilt his head at the them, and albeit he became much more close to you.
Wanda didn’t seem to like the change.
Once or twice Krypto would stare at her. ‘Try it.’ The dog was protective and a nuisance. He could feel the darkness. The woman was more susceptible to the darkness. The obsession of getting you to herself.
The others so far, Bruce and Tony already got hands on you when you got injured. Although never really seemed to look into your mind. What if you got brain damage?
She could fix it. Her magic would change it from affecting you. Peter had too much time with you. She was more your age, so you should be with her.
In a way you reminded her of Vision. Kind and understanding. Normalcy that she begged for and clung to.
Maybe she could change the dog but you would notice. It would make you sad, and she didn’t want that. Surely she was wanting you to herself, but your happiness also mattered.
She would be careful.
Get Krypto’s trust was her plan.
The two who have killed before were floored with the kindness. With the protectiveness you gave them.
In act of almost being killed you rang over them with your huge size and protecting them in the blast. Your scream of pain was loud in their ears.
Thor heard it loud and clear. The enemy was on the floor in seconds. Too brutal for normal, and you questioned Thor.
The god gave an excuse that you completely fell for. Too sweet and naive for this world. A sheltered kid in the Midwest fields, with protective parents.
Still too unforgiving of this horrible world.
Thor couldn’t tell you that he almost aimed to kill the attacker.
Natasha would share a look with him.
They knew. Murder was out of the question, but when you screamed like that they knew that maybe maiming was the move. Clint would talk to you as the two discussed what to do with the assailant.
Hearing the news Bucky would want to check over your wounds. There were none but it didn't stop him from getting those mental fingers on your bare skin.
You would shiver. Cold against your warm skin. Shining like the sun Bucky would think. Steve would look too.
A body like his own and invincible to harm.
At least they thought.
Kryptonite was horrible. Lex Luthor's laugh haunted them. You on the floor and holding your chest. Blood flowing from your mouth and a bullet in your chest.
Bruce was terrified.
Peter and Wanda beside themselves.
And so when you awake from your slumber don't ask about the disappearance of Lex Luthor. Don't ask why you can't hear his distinct heat beat.
Don't ask your still on bed rest, and Krypto is so much more hostile towards everyone now. Wary of Wanda and her glares to your dog.
Don't ask why Bruce's lingering touch stayed.
Don't ask why your mind seemed played with.
Don't bother with the protective members who've been known to kill before to be so close to you.
Don’t tell Peter to leave your side. Don't ask Steve to stop defending your city, Metropolis.
All the avengers ask of you is to keep that smile on your face no matter how confused you are.
To keep there goodness, and to never be corrupted.
To be good.