Beskar Hearts

Frank Iero x reader

gender neutral

era: current cause i love his new hair

warnings: i think there might be swears, frank being the little shit he is

“Frank!” Y/N yelled as they walked through the front door.

“In the bathroom, babe!” Y/N heard Frank yell from up the stairs. They took off their jacket and walked to Frank.

“What the fuck are you-“ Y/N eyes went wide when they saw their partner cutting his hair. “Are you trying to do reverse revenge..?” Frank giggled and looked at Y/N.

“I was bored.” He shrugged and looked back into the mirror, continuing to cut his recently dyed hair. “I’m making a video for my Instagram, wanna say hi to the camera?” Y/N jumped in front of the phone and waved.

“Hi to the camera!” They giggled and hugged Frank. He smiled and licked Y/N cheek. “What the fuck, you rat!” They both giggled.

“How dare you call me a rat, you mother fucker!”

“Mother fucker is right! You should ask your mum if she can walk!” Frank laughed and hit Y/N in the shoulder. They just smiled into the camera, then turned back to Frank. “What do you want for dinner?”

“Chinese?” He looked at Y/N with puppy dog eyes.

“Chinese it is!”

Hello my lovelies!

i'm going to try to finish the third, and final, part of A Wolverines Heartache this weekend, i do have one question. how we feeling bout some James Mcavoy's Charles Xavier? i would love to write a few parter for him, yeah?

Dating John Reese Would Include...

John would always have your back, and his protective instincts would be on high alert whenever you're together.

You'd feel safe and secure knowing he's willing to go to great lengths to keep you out of harm's way.

John's enigmatic personality would keep you intrigued and wanting to learn more about his past.

He'd have that irresistible, brooding charm that draws you in.

Dates with John would often involve thrilling, action-packed adventures as he handles cases and threats.

You might find yourselves in unexpected situations, but you'd navigate them together.

John would be fiercely loyal to you, and you'd know he'd always stand by your side.

His dedication to your well-being would be unwavering, also kinda scary o-o

Beneath the stoic exterior, John would open up to you about his thoughts and feelings, sharing his vulnerabilities.

Your conversations would be meaningful and thought-provoking.

You'd be amazed by John's exceptional combat and survival skills, which he'd occasionally demonstrate to keep you safe.

He'd teach you a thing or two about self-defense, making you feel empowered.

Amidst all the action, you'd cherish the quiet moments when John lets his guard down.

Cuddling on the couch or enjoying a peaceful evening together would be equally special.

I feel like this man would the best cuddles ever.

You'd become part of his close-knit circle, getting to know Finch, Shaw, and other team members.

Together, you'd work on solving cases and helping those in need.

John would respect your privacy and boundaries, understanding that he can be secretive.

You'd appreciate his ability to balance his past and present while making room for you in his life.

Sometimes, words wouldn't be necessary to convey your feelings for each other.

You'd share an unspoken connection that transcends ordinary relationships.

Okay, but like a relationship with John would be terrifying but also perfect at the same time?

Shy Hearts Entwined

John Reese x Reader... again

they/them pronouns used

summary: In the bustling city, John Reese and Y/N are on an undercover mission, posing as a couple at a high-profile event to gather information on a criminal operation. Y/N's shyness around John is noticeable, despite their usual confidence. As the night progresses, their connection grows, and amidst the glamorous facade, their hearts race when their fingers brush or their eyes meet. On a balcony overlooking the city lights, John reassures Y/N that they don't need to be nervous around him. Their vulnerability deepens their bond, and they admit their feelings. The story culminates in the quiet of the library, where they hold hands, and John confesses his feelings, marking the start of a new chapter filled with romance and love.

Shy Hearts Entwined

In the bustling heart of the city, where danger and secrets lurked around every corner, John Reese and Y/N found themselves in yet another mission. The evening was awash with city lights as they posed as a couple attending a high-profile event, their goal to gather information on a suspected criminal operation.

Y/N had always been an enigma to John—a capable analyst and an invaluable member of the team, yet their demeanor around him was a stark contrast to their usual confidence. As the night progressed, John couldn't help but notice Y/N's unease whenever their eyes met or their hands brushed accidentally.

The ballroom was adorned with elegant decorations, a stark contrast to the underbelly of crime they were investigating. Y/N's pulse quickened as they navigated the crowd with John by their side, his presence both calming and exhilarating.

"Remember, we're a couple attending this event," John whispered, his voice low and reassuring as they mingled.

Y/N nodded, their heart racing not just from the mission but from the proximity of John's presence. "Got it."

As the night wore on, they exchanged whispered conversations, gathered intel, and maintained their charade flawlessly. But amidst the glamorous facade, Y/N's shyness continued to dance around them, evident in the way their gaze flitted away whenever John looked their way.

At a quiet moment, away from prying eyes, John's hand brushed against Y/N's arm, sending a tingle of warmth through them. "You're doing great," he murmured, his voice tinged with sincerity.

Y/N's lips curved into a shy smile. "Thanks, John. Your reassurance means a lot."

As the mission progressed, they found themselves stepping closer to each other, their roles as a couple intertwining with the genuine connection growing between them. The intensity of the mission was mirrored in the way their hearts raced whenever their fingers brushed or their eyes locked in unspoken understanding.

Later in the evening, as they stood on a balcony overlooking the city lights, John turned to Y/N with a smile that held a hint of vulnerability. "You know, you don't have to be so nervous around me."

Y/N's cheeks turned a delicate shade of pink, and they averted their gaze for a moment before meeting his eyes again. "I can't help it. You're… you."

John chuckled softly, his fingers grazing Y/N's hand as he took a step closer. "And who am I?"

Y/N's heart pounded in their chest, and their voice was barely above a whisper. "You're the strong, silent type. The one who faces danger without flinching. It's intimidating."

John's expression softened, his thumb caressing the back of Y/N's hand in a soothing gesture. "I'm just a person, Y/N. And you're not alone in feeling this way."

The vulnerability in his gaze matched the vulnerability in Y/N's heart. In that moment, the connection between them deepened, their unspoken feelings simmering beneath the surface.

"Maybe it's not just about being nervous," Y/N admitted, their voice gaining strength. "It's about wanting to make a good impression, to matter to you."

John's gaze held a warmth that sent Y/N's heart fluttering. "You matter, Y/N. You always have."

As the night came to a close and the mission concluded, they found themselves in the quiet of the library, the mission's intensity fading away. John's hand found Y/N's, their fingers intertwining with a newfound tenderness.

"Tonight was quite the adventure," John said softly, his gaze fixed on Y/N.

Y/N smiled, their shyness giving way to a sense of intimacy they hadn't felt before. "And it was made better by having you by my side."

John's smile was as genuine as it was rare, his gaze unwavering. "Y/N, there's something I've wanted to say."

Y/N's heart raced as they met his gaze, anticipation and hope mingling in their eyes. "What is it?"

John's thumb brushed over Y/N's knuckles, his voice carrying a depth of emotion that took their breath away. "I've come to care for you, more than I ever thought I would."

In that moment, as their hands remained entwined, their hearts found the courage to embrace the undeniable connection that had been growing between them. The city outside was quiet, but within the library walls, a new chapter of their story was just beginning—one filled with romance, vulnerability, and a love that blossomed in the most unexpected of places.

Heavenly Christmas

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Castiel Novak x Reader

No Pronouns used!!

Summary: Castiel experiences Christmas traditions for the first time with the Winchester brothers and the reader. As they decorate the tree and exchange gifts, Castiel learns about the holiday spirit. The story culminates in a magical moment under the mistletoe, where Castiel and the reader share a sweet kiss, making it a Christmas to remember for everyone involved.

Heavenly Christmas

It was Christmas Eve, and the bunker was adorned with twinkling lights and the scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air. You were busy decorating the Christmas tree with Sam and Dean, the festive atmosphere filling your heart with warmth.

Suddenly, the familiar sound of fluttering wings echoed through the room, and there stood Castiel, his trench coat slightly dusted with snow. He looked at the tree with curiosity, his blue eyes reflecting the lights.

"What is the purpose of this tree?" Castiel asked, his voice as serious as ever.

You chuckled, handing him a string of lights. "It's a Christmas tree, Cas. It's a tradition. People decorate it to celebrate the holiday season."

Castiel examined the lights in his hands, then glanced at you. "I am not familiar with Christmas traditions. How does one properly celebrate?"

Sam grinned. "Well, we exchange gifts, have a big feast, and spend time with loved ones. And tomorrow, we'll open presents under the tree."

Castiel nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. "I would like to participate in this celebration."

As the night progressed, the four of you decorated the tree together, sharing stories and laughter. Castiel listened intently, absorbing the concept of Christmas with genuine interest.

Later, you all gathered around the fireplace, enjoying the warmth it provided. Castiel sat next to you, his gaze fixed on the flickering flames.

"Hey, Cas," you said, handing him a beautifully wrapped box. "Merry Christmas."

Castiel took the gift, examining it carefully. With a nod, he began to unwrap it, revealing a cozy scarf.

"I noticed you don't get cold, but I thought it might be a nice addition to your wardrobe," you explained.

Castiel smiled, a rare expression that lit up the room. "Thank you, Y/N. I appreciate the sentiment."

The evening continued with laughter, music, and shared moments that made it a truly magical Christmas. As the clock struck midnight, you found yourself under the mistletoe with Castiel.

He looked at the plant curiously, then back at you. "What is the significance of this?"

"It's a tradition," you replied, smiling. "If two people stand under the mistletoe, they have to kiss."

Castiel nodded, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your lips. It was a soft, sweet moment that seemed to pause time, creating a memory you would cherish for Christmases to come.

In that moment, surrounded by friends and love, you couldn't help but feel that this Christmas was truly heavenly.

And so, in the warmth of the bunker, with snow falling gently outside, you celebrated a Christmas that would forever be etched in your heart, filled with love, laughter, and the unexpected joy of sharing traditions with an angel named Castiel.

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i swear if anyone hurts this angel, everyone near me will be dead

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A Hearts Misunderstanding

Loki x Reader

They/Them pronouns

Takes place right before Thor: Ragnarok

Summary:The reader, accompanied by their best friend Thor, visits the grand realm of Asgard. Little do they know, Loki, the enigmatic prince of Asgard, has always had a not-so-secret crush on the reader, who had been rather rude to him in the past. As Thor shows the reader around and makes them laugh, Loki's jealousy reaches its breaking point, leading to a heated argument. In a burst of anger, Loki confesses his feelings, leaving the reader surprised and speechless.

After a moment of silence, the reader kisses Loki and admits their love for him, sealing the beginning of a budding romance. Thor, always the good-natured mediator, playfully remarks on the young love, taking credit for bringing them together.

A Hearts Misunderstanding

You stood in awe as Thor guided you through the grandeur of Asgard, its magnificent palace towering above you, every corner adorned with exquisite craftsmanship. Thor had been a perfect host, sharing stories of Asgard's history, its people, and showing you the hidden gems of the realm.

You couldn't help but laugh as Thor recounted one of his childhood misadventures, and as you did, you noticed a certain someone lurking nearby. Loki, the ever-elusive prince of Asgard, had always had a mysterious air about him, and you had never really been close. In fact, you'd been rather rude to him on several occasions, unknowingly hurting his feelings.

As Thor's laughter echoed through the halls, Loki couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy deep within him. He had harbored a not-so-secret secret crush on you for quite some time, but he assumed you held nothing but disdain for him. Your closeness with his brother only fueled the fire of his insecurity.

Loki's patience wore thin, and his emotions got the best of him. He interrupted your merriment with Thor, snapping, "Must we continue with this incessant laughter and endless tales, Thor? There's more to Asgard than your futile anecdotes."

Your laughter ceased, and you turned to Loki, your eyes flashing with annoyance. "Loki, if you're so uninterested, then why don't you just leave?" you retorted sharply.

Thor, sensing the growing tension, stepped in to mediate. "Come on, you two, no need for this."

But Loki, consumed by his jealousy, couldn't be dissuaded. "Maybe I will," he spat, storming off with a heavy heart.

Your anger flared. "What's his problem, Thor?" you questioned, hurt and anger bubbling inside you.

Thor sighed, a mix of frustration and sympathy in his eyes. "He's got his demons, Y/N. I'll go talk to him."

You nodded and watched Thor go, trying to make sense of the sudden conflict. Moments later, Loki and Thor returned, but the tension still hung in the air like a thick cloud.

Unable to contain his emotions any longer, Loki suddenly burst out, "You think you're so clever, Y/N, playing these games with Thor, laughing at his jokes, and pretending you don't see me, but I see you! I've always seen you."

You were taken aback by his outburst, your eyes widening in surprise. Loki's expression had shifted from anger to a mixture of sorrow and vulnerability.

"Say something, anything," he implored, his voice trembling.

You were at a loss for words. The revelation left you unusually quiet. Uncertain of how to respond, you tentatively reached out, your hands resting on his cheeks, and you kissed him softly.

"I love you, Loki," you whispered, your forehead pressing against his. The weight of your unspoken feelings finally lifted.

Loki's eyes widened, a mixture of disbelief and elation dancing in them. He pulled you closer, wrapping his arms around you as he murmured, "I love you too, Y/N. I always have."

Just when you thought the moment couldn't get any more perfect, Thor, with his ever-endearing sense of timing, appeared beside you. "Ah, young love," he quipped, a mischievous grin on his face. "I knew this tour was a good idea."

You and Loki couldn't help but chuckle, your hands still entwined as you shared a knowing glance. Despite the rocky start, Asgard had become the backdrop for the beginning of something beautiful between you and Loki, and Thor was more than happy to take the credit for his part in bringing you two together.

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i hope you guys had as much fun reading this as i did writing this!

I wanted to thank everyone that has liked/reblogged any of my posts these past few months where I wasn't online much. It's been tough for me after losing my mother. I love you guys so much and thank you for all the support and love I've gotten from you guys <3

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Unspoken Connection

Sameen Shaw x Reader

No pronouns used

summary: In the bustling world of espionage and intrigue, a chance encounter sparks an unspoken connection between the enigmatic Sameen Shaw and an unsuspecting reader. As they navigate the complexities of their dangerous profession, they find solace in each other's presence and discover a bond that transcends words. "Unspoken Connection" explores the unspoken understanding between two individuals drawn together by fate in a world filled with secrets and uncertainty.

Unspoken Connection

You walked into the bustling precinct, your heart pounding in your chest as you headed to your desk. It was just another day at work for you, but little did you know, today would be different.

As you settled into your chair, you couldn't help but glance over at the enigmatic Sameen Shaw. She was leaning against her desk, a coffee cup in hand, her expression as stoic as ever. Shaw had always intrigued you with her mysterious aura, and you found yourself stealing glances at her whenever you could.

Today, however, was different. You felt her gaze on you, and when you turned to meet her eyes, a flicker of something unspoken passed between you. It was a momentary connection, a spark that you couldn't explain.

Over the next few weeks, you couldn't shake the feeling that Shaw was watching you, even when you weren't in her line of sight. You tried to focus on your work, but your thoughts kept drifting back to her.

One day, as you were leaving the precinct, you found yourself walking alongside Shaw. It was a rare occurrence, as she usually kept to herself.

"Hey," you said, trying to sound casual. "Do you ever get the feeling that someone's watching you?"

Shaw didn't answer immediately, but after a moment, she spoke in her usual monotone voice. "All the time."

You chuckled nervously, not sure if she was being serious or not. "Yeah, it's a weird feeling, isn't it?"

Shaw nodded, and for the first time, you saw a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. It was a small, almost imperceptible gesture, but it sent a shiver down your spine.

From that day on, you and Shaw began to exchange more words, more glances. You discovered that beneath her tough exterior, there was a vulnerability that she rarely showed to anyone else. And she learned that you were someone who could see through her walls.

As your connection deepened, you realized that the unspoken bond you shared with Sameen Shaw was unlike anything you had ever experienced before. It was a connection that transcended words, a silent understanding that brought the two of you closer together.

And in the midst of a world filled with danger and uncertainty, you found solace in each other's presence, knowing that no matter what the future held, you had found a kindred spirit in Sameen Shaw.

do you still write for logan h? i can’t get enough of him and am dying for more of him haha! maybe reader being jealous of jean even though she’s with scott. but logan’s just touchy and close with her. angst or fluff whichever. i like my heart hurting. or when logan goes back and time and (she’s ages slowly too) instantly connect and grow close. (maybe she got killed between the sentinels and him being sent back) so he’s trying to hold it in and not cry when he see her?

if not it is absolutely ok if you don’t write anything. i completely understand! no worries whatsoever! thank you 💕

omg yes!! i absolutely love logan h!! this idea is so amazing! i can’t wait to write this!! thank you so much for the request lovely <3