Sooooo.... This May Have To Be A Multi-parter Lmao. I'm Working On It And It's Kinda Long Already And

Marvel Masterlist

Stephen Strange

A Spell Gone Awry:

Summary: In "A Spell Gone Awry," the reader finds themselves at the Sanctum Sanctorum seeking help from Doctor Stephen Strange after a magical mishap. Despite Stephen's initial annoyance, he agrees to assist the reader in fixing the botched spell. As they work together, their relationship deepens, and the initial annoyance transforms into affection. The story is a blend of magical mishaps, romance, and personal growth, culminating in a heartwarming moment that highlights the power of love and support in the face of challenges.

The Bed Argument - Part I:

Summary: Stephen and the reader themselves in Ireland on a mission, where their constant bickering and clashing personalities have become a prominent feature of their interactions. Exhausted and in need of rest, they book a hotel room with only one bed. The story revolves around their argument about who should take the bed, with both of them adamantly refusing to sleep on the floor. After a heated exchange, they reluctantly agree to share the bed but remain distant from each other. As they lie side by side, their tension gradually subsides, and they begin to find a new understanding between them. The story ends with a subtle shift in their relationship, suggesting the possibility of change and a truce.

The Bed Argument - Part II:

Summary: Stephen and the reader wake up in a compromising position with Stephen's arm draped over Y/N. After Stephen apologizes profusely, Y/N becomes fed up with his constant apologies and decides to take matters into their own hands. They share an unexpected and sweet kiss that marks a shift in their relationship.

The Bed Argument - Part III:

Summary : Stephen and Y/N return to the Sanctum Sanctorum in New York after their mission in Ireland. The awkwardness between them has transformed into a newfound understanding, and a deeper connection is forged through shared vulnerabilities and complementary strengths. The rooftop of the Sanctum becomes a sanctuary for shared moments, and Stephen and Y/N find themselves acknowledging the evolving nature of their relationship. As they watch the city below, hand in hand, they recognize the magic in the unexpected, embracing change and the unspoken promises that come with it.

Loki Laufeyson

A Hearts Misunderstanding:

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.

Logan Howlett

Unforeseen Love:

Summary: While on a mission with Logan, Y/N gets seriously hurt, leading to them being in the medical bay for several days as Hank helps them recover. Although Y/N and Logan had never gotten along, Y/N is surprised when Logan sticks by their side throughout their entire recovery. This ends in a heartfelt, sweet and loving kiss shared by the two!

The Grinchy Christmas Surprise:

Summary: Y/N buys a gift for Logan, but he isn't too keen on receiving it.

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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.

i love this. i love this just a bit too much lol

You hug solider boy

Solider boy: what in the actual fuck was that?

You: affection

Soldier boy: disgusting.

You: …

Soldier boy: …

Soldier boy: do it again.

Nightmares and Confessions

Kai Parker x Reader

No pronouns used

summary: After a harrowing nightmare, the reader seeks solace in the quiet of the night and finds unexpected company in Kai Parker. As they open up to each other about their fears and experiences, a deep connection forms. Amidst the darkness, an unexpected romance blossoms, promising a beautiful mess of emotions and desires in the face of supernatural chaos.

[Note: This story contains elements of supernatural themes.]

Nightmares and Confessions

You jolted awake, your heart racing as the remnants of a terrifying nightmare clung to your mind. Sweat coated your brow as you tried to calm your breathing, the images of your dream still haunting you. It had been so vivid, so real, and the fear it had instilled in you lingered like a dark cloud.

Taking a deep breath, you pushed yourself out of bed and made your way downstairs, hoping that a glass of water and a change of scenery would help banish the unsettling thoughts from your mind. The house was quiet, shrouded in the stillness of the night, and the dim moonlight filtering through the windows provided the only illumination.

As you descended the staircase, you noticed a figure on the couch, the silhouette of a person with their back to you. Your heart skipped a beat, panic momentarily replacing the remnants of your nightmare. But then, a voice that was all too familiar broke the silence.

"Couldn't sleep, huh?" Kai Parker's voice drawled as he turned to look at you, his blue eyes locking onto yours.

You sighed in relief, recognizing your fellow supernatural companion. "Kai, you scared me half to death," you admitted, a shaky smile forming on your lips.

Kai chuckled, patting the empty space on the couch beside him. "Come, sit down. Tell me about that nightmare. I'm a great listener."

You hesitated for a moment, but then you joined him on the couch. The leather felt cool against your skin, offering a stark contrast to the lingering warmth of your nightmare-induced sweat.

"It was just… a bad dream," you began, struggling to put the haunting images into words. "I was alone, and everything was falling apart. I couldn't save anyone."

Kai's expression softened as he listened, his eyes filled with empathy. "Nightmares can be a real pain," he said, his tone sincere. "But you're not alone, you know. You've got me, and I've got you."

You nodded, grateful for his comforting presence. "Thank you, Kai. It means a lot."

He smiled at you, his gaze lingering a little longer than it should have. "Anytime," he replied, his voice softer. "You know, I've had my fair share of nightmares too."

The conversation shifted, and you found yourself talking more openly with Kai than you ever had before. As the minutes turned into hours, you both shared stories, fears, and hopes. It was as if the darkness of the night had lifted, replaced by a connection you hadn't anticipated.

As the first rays of dawn began to creep through the windows, you found yourself leaning closer to Kai, your eyes locking onto his. The tension between you was palpable, and without another word, your lips met in a kiss that spoke of unspoken desires and the promise of something beautiful amidst the chaos.

In that moment, you realized that sometimes, even in the darkest of times, the most unexpected connections could blossom into something extraordinary. And as the sun rose on a new day, you couldn't help but smile at the beautiful mess that had unfolded between you and Kai Parker.

i know i haven't posted in a while and i really need to post the third part to 'The Bed Argument' but like.... i really wanna write something for either of the Winchester boys, maybe even Cas cause like- idk

what i'm trying to say is, expect a Dean x reader, Sam x reader and Cas x reader.

but i won't post them until AFTER part 3 of 'The Bed Argument'

Links to The Bed Argument (Stephen Strange x Reader series)

Part I Part II

I am very very nicely asking for Finch x reader please please 🥺

of course! you request and you shall receive!

Everyone who reblogs this is gay.

A Wolverine's Heartache - Part III

Part I Part II

i'm so sorry it took so long for me to post this!! i've been drowning in work :,(

Logan/James Howlett x Reader

She/Her pronouns used!!

Summary: Logan struggles after seeing a person he loves alive. Will he be able to save her?

In the moments leading up to Logan's journey back in time, the Xavier Institute was a hub of frantic activity, a beacon of hope in the face of impending doom. The threat of the Sentinels loomed large, casting a shadow of fear and uncertainty over the mutant community.

Logan, haunted by the memory of Y/N's tragic death and driven by a desperate need to prevent further loss, had become the linchpin in a daring plan to alter the course of history. With the help of Professor Xavier and a handful of trusted allies, Logan prepared to embark on a mission that would defy the very fabric of time itself.

The decision to send Logan back in time was not made lightly. It required sacrifices – sacrifices that weighed heavily on the hearts of those left behind. Yet, in the face of imminent destruction, there was no room for hesitation.

As Logan stood before the makeshift time-travel device, his resolve hardened like steel. The weight of his mission bore down on him, a burden he carried with grim determination. He knew the risks – the possibility of altering the timeline, of facing enemies both old and new – but the chance to rewrite history and save those he loved was a gamble he was willing to take.

Before he could second-guess himself, Logan braced himself for the journey ahead. With a final glance at his comrades, a silent promise etched in his eyes, he stepped into the swirling vortex of energy, disappearing into the unknown depths of the past.

In that pivotal moment, the fate of the world hung in the balance. For Logan, it was a journey fraught with peril and uncertainty, but it was also a journey fueled by hope – hope for redemption, for a chance to right the wrongs of the past, and for a future where Y/N's death would be nothing more than a distant memory.

As Logan's consciousness shifted through time, propelled back to a pivotal moment before the devastation wrought by the Sentinels, a sense of urgency gripped him like a vice. His mission was clear: to prevent the cataclysmic events that had led to Y/N's tragic demise.

Arriving in the past, Logan found himself in a world that was both familiar and yet subtly different. The Xavier Institute bustled with life, its halls alive with the laughter of students and the gentle hum of telepathic conversations. But for Logan, it was a world tinged with sorrow, a reminder of the losses he had endured.

As he navigated the bustling corridors, searching for allies to aid him in his quest, Logan's heart quickened at the thought of encountering Y/N. She existed in this timeline, vibrant and alive, yet unaware of the role she would play in shaping their shared destiny.

When Logan finally came face to face with Y/N, his breath caught in his throat. She was different here – a younger version of the person he had known, her features softened by innocence and untainted by the scars of war. And yet, there was an undeniable familiarity in her presence, a connection that transcended the boundaries of time.

As their eyes met, Logan felt a surge of emotions wash over him – longing, regret, and a fierce determination to protect her at all costs. In that fleeting moment, he saw echoes of the Y/N he had lost, a reminder of the bond they had shared across time and space.

But for Y/N, Logan was a stranger – a mysterious figure with haunted eyes and a sense of purpose that seemed to emanate from his very being. And yet, there was something in his gaze, a depth of emotion that stirred something within her – a feeling she couldn't quite place.

As Logan reached out to Y/N, his hand trembling with the weight of unspoken truths, he knew that convincing her to join him would be no easy task. But for Y/N, Logan's presence ignited a spark of curiosity, a whisper of destiny that beckoned her towards a future she could not yet fathom.

As Logan stood before the younger version of Y/N, his heart clenched with a mixture of emotions – longing, regret, and an urgent sense of purpose. He knew that convincing her of the impending danger would be no easy task, especially considering she had no recollection of their shared history.

Y/N regarded him with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion, her brows furrowed in confusion. "Who are you?" she demanded, her voice tinged with a hint of defiance.

Logan took a deep breath, steeling himself for the difficult task ahead. "I know this is hard to believe, but you need to listen to me. I'm from the future, and I've seen what happens if we don't act now."

Y/N's eyes widened in disbelief, a scoff escaping her lips. "From the future? That's impossible. Why should I trust you?"

Logan knew he had to choose his words carefully, to break through the wall of skepticism that surrounded her. "I know this is a lot to take in, but I've seen the devastation caused by the Sentinels. They've hunted us down, taken everything from us. If we don't stop them now, there won't be a future for any of us."

Y/N's expression softened slightly, but her hesitation remained palpable. "And why should I believe you? You could be anyone, spinning tales to manipulate me."

Logan's jaw tightened with frustration, but he forced himself to remain calm. He understood her skepticism – after all, he was asking her to believe in the impossible. "I understand your doubts, but you have to trust me. Lives are at stake here, including yours. We need to work together to stop this."

Y/N's gaze flickered with uncertainty, torn between disbelief and a nagging sense of curiosity. She wanted to dismiss Logan's words as the ramblings of a madman, but there was something in his eyes – a depth of sincerity that gave her pause.

As Logan pleaded with her to heed his warning, Y/N felt a surge of conflicting emotions wash over her – fear, anger, and a flicker of hope. In that moment of uncertainty, she grappled with the weight of the decision before her, knowing that the fate of the world rested in her hands – and in the hands of the enigmatic stranger who claimed to hold the key to their salvation.

The moment hung suspended in time, a fragile balance between doubt and determination. Y/N stood before Logan, her gaze locked with his, uncertainty etched into the lines of her face. Logan's plea echoed in the air, a whispered promise of redemption and salvation, and for a fleeting instant, Y/N hesitated.

But then, something shifted within her – a spark of resolve that ignited in the depths of her soul. It was a quiet realization, born from the depths of her own courage and fueled by the unwavering belief that together, they could make a difference.

With a steadying breath, Y/N met Logan's gaze, her voice steady despite the turmoil raging within her. "Alright. I'll help you."

The words hung in the air like a beacon of hope, a testament to the strength of her conviction. In that moment, a weight lifted from Logan's shoulders, replaced by a surge of gratitude and relief. He had expected resistance, perhaps even outright rejection, but Y/N's willingness to trust him filled him with a sense of purpose unlike anything he had ever known.

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As the tension reached its peak in the crowded conference room, Logan and Y/N moved with precision and determination, their eyes locked in silent communication. They had trained for this moment, prepared for the pivotal role they would play in altering the course of history.

Amidst the chaos, Mystique, disguised as a government official, made her move, her gun trained on Trask, the architect of the Sentinel program. But before she could pull the trigger, Logan sprang into action, his instincts honed by years of combat.

With a swift motion, he intercepted Mystique's shot, deflecting the bullet away from its intended target. The room erupted into chaos as panic spread like wildfire, but Logan remained focused, his gaze never wavering from Mystique's determined form.

Beside him, Y/N moved with a grace and precision that belied her years, her powers weaving through the air like a symphony of light and shadow. With a flick of her wrist, she immobilized Mystique, her telekinetic abilities holding her captive in a shimmering cocoon of energy.

As the dust settled and order was restored, Logan and Y/N shared a fleeting glance, a silent acknowledgment of the pivotal role they had played in preventing catastrophe. In that moment, the bond between them deepened, forged in the crucible of adversity.

But as they stood amidst the aftermath of their actions, a sense of uncertainty lingered in the air. The future remains uncertain, and the threat of the Sentinels still loomed large. Yet, for the first time in a long time, Logan allowed himself to feel a glimmer of hope – a hope that with Y/N by his side, they could face whatever challenges lay ahead, together.

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As Logan's consciousness shifted back to the future, his senses reeled from the disorienting transition. The world around him was a blur of chaos and destruction, the aftermath of the battle against the Sentinels evident in the smoldering ruins that surrounded him. But amidst the devastation, one sight stood out like a beacon of light in the darkness.

There, among the ragged survivors, stood Y/N – her presence a ray of hope amidst the despair. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as Logan's gaze locked onto her familiar form, his heart swelling with a mixture of relief and gratitude.

Without hesitation, he moved towards her, his steps fueled by an overwhelming urge to reach her side. As he drew closer, their eyes met, and in that instant, a flood of emotions washed over him – longing, regret, and a fierce determination to protect her at all costs.

Unable to resist any longer, Logan closed the distance between them in a single stride, his arms enveloping Y/N in a tight embrace. It was a gesture born from the depths of his soul, a silent vow to never let her go again.

In that poignant moment, as Logan's arms enveloped Y/N in a tight embrace amidst the wreckage of their war-torn world, a whirlwind of emotions stirred within him, threatening to overwhelm his senses.

First and foremost was an overwhelming sense of relief – relief that Y/N was alive and standing before him, a beacon of hope amidst the devastation. The mere sight of her, her presence a comforting reminder of their shared history and the bond they had forged, filled his heart with a profound sense of gratitude.

But alongside relief, there was also a deep-seated longing – a longing for the lost time, for the moments they had shared before the world had descended into chaos. Seeing Y/N again awakened a flood of memories, memories of laughter and camaraderie, of unspoken connections and shared moments that now felt like distant echoes in the wake of tragedy.

Mixed with longing was a potent undercurrent of regret – regret for the pain and suffering they had endured, for the lives lost and the futures stolen. Logan couldn't help but wonder if there was more he could have done, if he could have somehow prevented the devastation that had torn them apart.

Yet, amidst the tumult of emotions, there was also a fierce determination – a determination to protect Y/N at all costs, to ensure that she would never again face the horrors of war alone. In that moment, as he held her close, Logan made a silent vow to do whatever it took to keep her safe, to carve out a future where they could finally find peace.

And underlying it all was a profound sense of love – a love that transcended time and space, a love that had endured despite the odds. In Y/N's arms, Logan found solace amidst the chaos, a glimmer of hope in a world consumed by darkness.

After the embrace had ended, Logan held onto Y/N's hands tightly, his gaze locking with hers with a newfound intensity. In that moment, the weight of his unspoken emotions pressed heavily upon him, urging him to finally lay bare the truth that had long been buried within his heart.

"Y/N," he began, his voice rough with emotion, "I… I need you to know something. I've been a fool, blind to what's been right in front of me all along."

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, her heart fluttering with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension. She waited with bated breath as Logan continued, his words carrying the weight of a lifetime's worth of regrets.

"I love you, Y/N," Logan confessed, his voice barely above a whisper but filled with an undeniable sincerity. "I've loved you for longer than I care to admit, but I was too damn stubborn to see it. I let my fears and insecurities cloud my judgment, and for that, I'm sorry."

Tears welled in Y/N's eyes at Logan's confession, her heart swelling with a rush of emotions she could hardly comprehend. In that moment, the walls she had built around her heart crumbled, leaving her vulnerable but unafraid.

"Logan," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion, "I love you too. I've loved you for as long as I can remember, but I was too afraid to say it. Too afraid of what it might mean, of what we might lose."

Their hands tightened around each other's, a silent vow passing between them. In that shared moment of vulnerability, Logan and Y/N laid bare their hearts, their love for each other a beacon of hope in a world shrouded in darkness.

And as they stood together, tears mingling with smiles, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as they were together, they would face them with unwavering courage and unyielding love. For in each other's arms, they had found a home – a sanctuary amidst the chaos, where their love could flourish and grow stronger with each passing day.

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again, i'm so sorry it took me so long!!! this term has been so exhausting :,(

i really hope you guys liked the final part!! i hadn't meant to make it this long but i got a little carried away lol. i know it's not fully canon to the movies, sorry bout that.

i love this song so much