1999. l.mk
.π₯ έ Λ husband!mark, assassin au, romance, enemies to lovers
wc. 10k
warnings. violence, suggestive, lots of fighting, they literally spend half the fic tryna kill eachother idk, mention of alcohol, guns, angst, heavily inspired by +82 pressin and mr and mrs smith (2005)
synopsis. after accidentally nearly killing another assassin, you both get assigned the task of taking eachother out. but what happens when the assassin youβre after turns out to be a lot closer to you than you had ever expected? do you ignore your feelings? or do you listen to your heart, risking both of your lives in the process.
1999. l.mk
.π₯ έ Λ husband!mark, assassin au, romance, enemies to lovers
wc. 10k
warnings. violence, suggestive, lots of fighting, they literally spend half the fic tryna kill eachother idk, mention of alcohol, guns, angst, heavily inspired by +82 pressin and mr and mrs smith (2005)
synopsis. after accidentally nearly killing another assassin, you both get assigned the task of taking eachother out. but what happens when the assassin youβre after turns out to be a lot closer to you than you had ever expected? do you ignore your feelings? or do you listen to your heart, risking both of your lives in the process.
Black Widow as Mrs. Barnes in Marvel Rivals (2024)
pairing: gryffindor!mark lee x slytherin!fem reader (ft haechan) genre: angst, fluff, smut (in 2nd part) wc: 29k+ summary: the first time you met mark lee, you flipped his world upside downβ literally. seven years later and after countless attempts to avoid you, you're still driving him insane. except now, itβs for an entirely different reason. content warnings: mild possessiveness/jealousy, minor confrontation/injuries, non-consensual drugging (love potion), mark is mean at first and terribly bad at feelings, miscommunication, unrequited feelings. explicit sexual content, cursing, loss of virginity, semipublic sexual activity, oral fem receiving, unprotected sex. a/n: proofreading this after meeting mark lee irl had me feeling crazy... bro is actually majestic and i miss him BAD. anyway... this one is special to me because iβve been wanting to write a hogwarts au since forever and i absolutely love how it came out. this is also slightly inspired by the movie/book βflippedβ so it has a βshe fell first, but he fell harderβ vibe that iβm kinda obsessed with. i tried to do something different and write the events from both perspectives, i hope itβs clear enough so that you can tell when itβs him and when itβs her. feedback is always appreciated! ps: i had to split this into two parts bc apparently i reached the max word count, so all the smut cws apply to the 2nd part . thank you so much for reading!
pairing: gryffindor!mark lee x slytherin!fem reader (ft haechan) genre: angst, fluff, smut (in 2nd part) wc: 29k+ summary: the first time you met mark lee, you flipped his world upside downβ literally. seven years later and after countless attempts to avoid you, you're still driving him insane. except now, itβs for an entirely different reason. content warnings: mild possessiveness/jealousy, minor confrontation/injuries, non-consensual drugging (love potion), mark is mean at first and terribly bad at feelings, miscommunication, unrequited feelings. explicit sexual content, cursing, loss of virginity, semipublic sexual activity, oral fem receiving, unprotected sex. a/n: proofreading this after meeting mark lee irl had me feeling crazy... bro is actually majestic and i miss him BAD. anyway... this one is special to me because iβve been wanting to write a hogwarts au since forever and i absolutely love how it came out. this is also slightly inspired by the movie/book βflippedβ so it has a βshe fell first, but he fell harderβ vibe that iβm kinda obsessed with. i tried to do something different and write the events from both perspectives, i hope itβs clear enough so that you can tell when itβs him and when itβs her. feedback is always appreciated! ps: i had to split this into two parts bc apparently i reached the max word count, so all the smut cws apply to the 2nd part . thank you so much for reading!
this shit so good I gotta repost it πππ
pairing: bucky barnes x y/n summary: Y/N, a witch with no memory of her true nature, lives a seemingly perfect life with her husband, Bucky Barnes, in a quiet, idyllic 1950s town. Everything seems picture-perfectβY/N and Bucky are a deeply loving couple, content in their everyday routine. They share playful moments, enjoy simple pleasures, and have a deep connection that feels unshakable. Their life is peaceful, with no hint of anything out of the ordinary. However, things arenβt what they seem. authors note: i'm so happy to be finally posting this!
reblogs, likes and comments are always encouraged and highly appreciated! thank you β‘
The sun rises over the quiet little town, golden light filtering through the lace-trimmed curtains of a cozy home. The air smells of fresh coffee and buttery pancakes, and a soft tune drifts from the vintage radio sitting on the kitchen counter.
Y/N hums along to the melody as she flips a pancake, dressed in a pastel polka-dot dress, her hair curled into soft waves. She doesnβt think about why she woke up feeling content. She doesnβt question why this life feels soβ¦ right.
A yawn echoes from the hallway, followed by the slow shuffle of bare feet on hardwood.
βDoll, do you always wake up this early?β
Bucky leans against the doorway, rubbing a hand over his face. His hair is slightly messy, like he just rolled out of bed. Heβs wearing a white undershirt and navy pajama pants, the fabric clinging to his broad frame. But something is different.
His left arm.
It looks completely normalβflesh and bone, just like his right one.
Y/N doesnβt think twice about it.
βSomebody has to make sure you donβt leave the house without eating,β she teases, flashing him a smile as she plates the last pancake.
Bucky smirks as he crosses the kitchen in a few lazy strides, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. βMm, you smell nice,β he murmurs against her hair, pressing a soft kiss to her temple. βAlmost makes me wanna stay home all day.β
She laughs, elbowing him lightly. βSit down, you flirt. Breakfast is ready.β
Bucky doesnβt let go right away. He just holds her there for a second, swaying them both slightly in the warmth of the kitchen. Then, with a content sigh, he finally lets her go and takes a seat at the small dining table.
Y/N sets a plate in front of him and pours him a cup of coffee just the way he likes itβtwo sugars, no cream. Bucky watches her with a small smile, like heβs memorizing every movement.
βWhat would I do without you?β he muses, cutting into his pancakes.
βYouβd starve,β Y/N replies without missing a beat.
Bucky chuckles. βCanβt argue with that.β He takes a bite, humming in approval. βYou make the best pancakes, doll. Iβm tellinβ ya, if I wasnβt already married to you, Iβd have to marry you for these alone.β
Y/N shakes her head with a laugh. βAnd here I thought you married me for my charm and good looks.β
βThat too,β he says, winking. βBut the pancakes definitely sealed the deal.β
They eat in comfortable silence for a moment, the radio filling the space with soft music.
Then, a knock at the door.
Y/N wipes her hands on a kitchen towel before heading to the front door. When she opens it, a familiar redhead beams at her.
βGood morning, neighbor!β
Wanda Maximoff stands on the porch, holding a covered dish. Sheβs wearing a floral dress, her hair pinned back in soft curls. Next to her, Vision stands in a neatly pressed sweater vest and slacks, offering a polite nod.
βWanda! Vision! What a lovely surprise,β Y/N greets, stepping aside. βCome in!β
Wanda hands her the dish with a warm smile. βJust a little something I baked this morning. Apple pie, fresh from the oven.β
βOh, Wanda, youβre too sweet. You didnβt have toββ
βNonsense! What are friends for?β Wanda waves off the protest, stepping inside. βBesides, I had a feeling Bucky would appreciate a good homemade pie.β
At the table, Bucky perks up. βPie?β
Vision chuckles as he takes a seat across from him. βI believe you have just been bribed.β
Wanda grins. βGuilty.β
Y/N shakes her head fondly as she sets the pie on the counter. βWell, in that case, coffee for everyone?β
As she moves to pour the drinks, she catches Wandaβs gaze. For a split second, something flickers behind her green eyesβsomething unreadable. But itβs gone just as quickly, replaced by the same warm, friendly expression.
Y/N blinks. She mustβve imagined it.
Right?
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"Just this, no promises, no expectations. Just usβbefore everything changes."
wonwoo x reader // cw: slight angst, kissing // not proofread
πΈa/n: I was listening to music and all I ask came on and immediately ran to write this. grab your tissues you may cry.
PLAY βALL I ASKβ BY ADELE WHILE READING
guys did I lowkey predict the future with this one π
First Valentines without Jaehyun π
Pairing: Jaehyun x You
Genre: fluff, romance, suggestive
Word Count: 1,7k
Summary: A flower bouquet delivered to you at your new workplace sends your co-workers into a spiral: Does your oh-so-perfect boyfriend truly exist?
A/N: Happy Valentine's Day and Happy Jaehyun Day! π
βDo you like the flowers I sent you?β
βYes.β
βThen why do you sound so sad?β
You stared at the colorful arrangement you had put in a vase and that was now resting on your table in its full glory of blossomed petals.Β
Yellow, orange, pink, white - Jaehyun had ordered the shop to compose all your favorite flowers into one huge bouquet, decorated with transparent wrapping papers and ribbons of the same color scheme. It was nothing short of glamorous and attentive. As expected of your boyfriend.
You let out a long sigh that Jaehyun could definitely hear on the other side of the phone. βWhen I received the bouquet at work todayβ¦ I was so happy. Nobody else received something like this, ever. But later that day, when I walked past the restrooms, I heard the girl from the marketing department talking about it.β
βNot that girl againβ¦β
βYes. She said since I never bring my boyfriend to any work related event and now a mysterious bouquet had popped up out of nowhere, I was surely only pretending and sending it to myself for attention since Iβm still a newbie. And who receives flowers on the day before Valentineβs Day anyway, she claimed. Girls are the ones supposed to give out chocolate.β
βWellβ¦ did you barge into the restroom and tell her your very well existent boyfriend is currently in the military and was worried the bouquet wouldnβt arrive on time, so he sent it earlier just in case? And that not a single Valentineβs Day has ever passed by without my girlfriend receiving a gift as well?β
βNo.β But then a smile flashed across your lips. βI barged into the restroom and told her if she put as much effort in finding a boyfriend as she is putting in sticking her nose into other peopleβs business, she wouldnβt have to worry this much about a newbieβs private life.β
im feeling a bit angsty today after i saw ur toxic bf riize texts π if its okayy can i request for a continuation w anton? where the reader followed what he wanted (space) and slowly moved on from him (ghosting him). anton only realized it a few days after when he saw reader is posting on her socials again. the ending is up to youuu hehehe thank you so much! π«Άπ«Άπ«Άπ«Ά
After your last conversation with Anton, where he had expressed feeling trapped and drained, you decided it was time to give him the space he so desperately seemed to need. You began to withdraw, not out of spite, but from a place of self-respect and the realization that perhaps this relationship was more harmful than healing. The act of ghosting him was gradual; you stopped initiating contact, your responses became briefer, and eventually, they ceased altogether. This wasn't just about giving him space; it was about reclaiming your own.
As days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into 1 months, you felt a newfound freedom. The weight of trying to maintain a relationship that seemed one-sided lifted, allowing you to focus on yourself. You picked up hobbies you had neglected, spent more time with friends and your social media became a canvas of your personal growth, filled with pictures of you smiling, trying new foods, and exploring new places.
Meanwhile, Anton, who had initially felt relieved by the space, began to notice the silence. He scrolled through your social media, seeing your posts, each one a testament to your life moving forward without him. A pang of realization hit him; he had wanted space, but he hadn't anticipated the emptiness that followed. He missed your conversations, your laughter, the way you'd text him good morning and goodnight. The freedom he thought he craved now felt like a void.
The conversation ended there, leaving a silence that was both painful and necessary. Anton was left in a state of shock, his messages left on read, his heart heavy with regret. He hadn't realized how much he'd pushed you away until the door had closed.
Over the next few months, your life blossomed in ways you hadn't anticipated. Your friend has introduced you to Yushi. He was kind, funny, handsome, understanding, and most importantly, he appreciated you for who you were. After few dates, you started dating and you couldn't be more happy. Your relationship with Yushi grew slowly, built on mutual respect and shared interests. You instagram page turned into lovestagram, your smiles genuine and happiness palpable.
Anton, in his loneliness, couldn't help but check your social media from time to time, hoping for a sign that maybe you missed him too. But today, as he scrolled through, he saw it: a picture of you and a guy he never saw before, holding hands, laughter in your eyes, a joy that seemed to radiate from the screen. The caption read, "Found my peace with you"
A huge wave of sadness hit Anton as he realized it was forever over. The sight of you with someone else was a stark reminder of what he had lost. He remembered the times he had dismissed your needs, the moments he had taken your love for granted. He thought back to how he felt free when you gave him space, but now that freedom felt like a prison of his own making.
Tears welled up in his eyes as he sat alone in his room, the reality of his actions sinking in. He had lost you, not because you didn't love him, but because he hadn't loved you the right way. The regret was overwhelming, a lesson learned too late. Anton knew he had to move on, but the image of you with Yushi, happy and in love, would forever be etched in his mind as the moment he truly understood what he had given up.
CAN WE PLEASE TALK MORE ABOUT THIS!?
β dae-ho is for the girls who play with their necklaces & hair when they get nervous!!
β dae-ho is for the girls who always get picked last.
β dae-ho is for the girls who constantly pick at their fingers causing them to bleed.
β dae-ho is for the girls who constantly have to hear "do you speak?" "you're so quiet"
β dae-ho is for the girls who go up to quiet kids to make sure they're okay.
β dae-ho is for the girls who put themselves last to make sure everyone else is alright.
