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The Avengers and their reaction to Fanfiction

Avengers Headcanon

STEVE ROGERS

Is very, genuinely concerned about the future of this country

Refuses to even read a word of it

When Peter tells him it exists, he doesn’t believe it at first

“Surely you’re joking, right Parker?”

Peter is not

Steve is deeply disturbed that there are over a million fics about him

He scrolled through one by accident and was traumatized

It was most definitely smut

NATASHA ROMANOFF

Is deeply concerned too

Kinda just laughs it off though

Has only read one and will never do it again

She doesn’t really mind though

She likes the fact that people have different opinions on her other than being an assassin

BRUCE BANNER

Oh MAN

Poor lil bruce

Y’all stress him OUT

He sweats every time someone mentions the word

“PLS why are these kids so nasty?”

Takes off his glasses and runs his hands through his hair stressfully

“Jesus, this is awful,”

“IM OLD ENOUGH TO BE THEIR FATHER WHY DO THESE PEOPLE WANT ME TO RAIL THEM?!”

THOR ODINSON

Thor is amused

If anything, he’s deeply flattered really

“I am honored they’ve chosen me to fantasize about,”

He may not be strongest but he is the sexiest

“Aha, look at this. There’s over a million people that want the mighty Thor,”

Will definitely brag about it

TONY STARK

He’s actually read a few and let me tell you-

He can’t even believe that many people fantasize about him

“Jesus Christ, how many Jarvis?”

“There are over two million fanfictions involving Iron Man, sir,”

He actually gets on multiple platforms to leave feedback

“First of all, I would never do that and second of all, YOU ARE TOO YOUNG! I AM IN MY FOURTIES HAVE YOU EVEN GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL YET?!”

Tony is done with y’all

PETER PARKER

Absolutely wants to die on the spot every time someone mentions it

“You know Peter Parker x Reader is the most popular category, right?”

“And how do you know that Ned?”

He blushes bright red at some of the things y’all write about him

“Jesus Christ I’ve never even done that before!”

“oH MY GOD,”

Is probably traumatized

BUCKY BARNES

Don’t even get me started

The amount of shit he’s seen involving the words ‘choking’ and ‘metal arm’ have kept him up most nights

Is so disappointed in the new generations

“I went to war to fight for THIS SHIT?”

Bucky is so done with y’all

He read ONE smut, just ONE, and it was enough to make him log off the internet forever

“Nope. nope. I’m sticking to newspapers from now on. There’s something seriously wrong with Gen Z,”

May you give some tips on how to write about the whole castles, royalty, peasants, knights type of story? Hehe thankies!

How to Write About Medieval Europe

The Medieval times play a huge role in many forms of media today, from TV shows to books to movies. It’s often romanticized and glamorized to make for a good plot, and sifting through what’s real and what’s fake can be a daunting task. 

Not to mention that the way of life in the Medieval times is vastly different from our lifestyles now! There was a lot more rules, a lot more pomp and circumstance, and a lot more death!

In this post, I’ll mostly be covering a time period around the 1400s to 1600s, with all of the classic knights, nobles, and kings and queens that everyone has come to know and love!

So how exactly do you write about medieval times?

1.Know the People

The Medieval times attached a lot more importance to titles and wealth than we do today. The number of names and titles can get a bit confusing at times, so please try to bear with me.

All of these are ordered from lowest rank to highest rank. 

Category One- Lower/Middle Classes (Could be collectively called Peasants)

1. Slave

Slaves are bought and sold, usually owned by nobles but sometimes purchased by some of the wealthier peasants to help out with farm work. 

They are seen as property and nothing more, and their masters can do with them as they please. 

There is rarely a penalty for killing or harming one’s own slave, but one may be punished for destruction of property if they killed or harmed a slave that wasn’t theirs.

2. Serf

Not a slave, but not free, either. 

They live on the property of a noble’s manor and are bound by the feudal system to pay rent in shares of their crops. 

They must ask the nobles permission to marry and to leave, but are overall left to their own devices. 

Their lives were still hard, however, and often they starved or fell to sickness. 

They remained serfs, however, mostly because they needed the protection of the nobles’ knights from barbarian invaders.

 If the manor of the noble was sold, the serfs came along with it.

3. Peasant

Peasants may be poor, but they are completely free. 

They often live in villages together and made their livings as masons, blacksmiths, tailors, shoemakers, farriers, carpenters, and much more. 

If they were particularly good at their craft, they may just earn enough money to be considered a noble; social mobility is not as rigid for peasants as it is for serfs and slaves.

Category 2- Knights

Knights are  in an entirely different category from the peasants and the nobility, though they are more closely associated with the nobles and garner just as much/if not more respect as them.

1. Squire

Essentially a knight in training. 

They accompany a knight on their travels and serve as their attendant, learning from the knight’s ways while polishing their armor and being their cupbearer.

2. Knight

Addressed as “Sir (Firstname)” for a man or “Dame(Firstame)” for a woman. 

Knights were hired to protect and are sworn to the code of chivalry, which is a set of rules that dictates behavior on and off the battlefield. 

For instance, knights weren’t permitted to fight an unarmed man or to kill someone whose back was turned. If an enemy was disarmed during a fight, the knight is supposed to wait for them to retrieve their weapon before resuming.

 Knights were required to be expert swordsman and bowman, as well as good riders. They also needed to be good at supporting their super-heavy armor

Category 3- Nobility

All of the nobility classes can have overlapping jobs; their titles vary on account of how much land they own. 

These nobles are given a fief, or a plot of land, by the King/Queen. They are then expected to pay taxes to the ruler and provide soldiers when needed.

1. Lord/Lady

Addressed as “My Lord/My Lady.”

2. Baron/Baroness

Addressed as “My Lord/My Lady.” 

Usually the spouse of a baron/baroness does not share the title and is simply referred to “My Lord/My Lady” unless they’re a baron/baroness in their own right.

3. Viscount/Viscountess

Addressed as “My Lord/My Lady”

4. Earl(Also known as Count)/Countess

Addressed as “Earl of (Place name)/Countess of (Place name)”

5. Marquis/Marquise

Addressed as “Marquis/Marquise of (Place name).

6. Duke/Duchess

Addressed as “Your Grace.”

Owns the most land out of any of the other nobles

Princes and Princesses can be granted titles of Duke and Duchess.

Category 4- Royalty

1. Princes/Princesses

Addressed as “Your Highness.” 

In traditional medieval Europe, the heir to the crown was usually the firstborn son. In the absence of a son, the crown will be given to the firstborn daughter.

They can also be granted other titles such as Duke and Duchess if their parents/siblings who come into power offer them land

A lot of squabbles/dramas caused by heirs; some killed by siblings in order to assume the throne

2. King/Queen

Addressed as “Your Majesty” or “Your Grace.” 

These rulers own all of the land in the kingdom and simply “rent out” property to the nobles, which can be revoked at any time. 

They levy taxes and have their own personal army to protect and wage war against other kingdoms. 

The nomenclature of Kings and Queens can be quite difficult, especially when marriage becomes involved, so I’m going to try my best to help:

When a King inherits the throne: If he marries a woman, she becomes Queen. If he marries a man, that man becomes a Prince.

When a Queen inherits the throne: If she marries a man, he becomes Prince. If she marries a woman, that woman becomes Princess.

2. Do Some Research If You’re Unsure

If you need help figuring out all of the dynamics and certain duties of all of these people, it can help to surf the web! Researching kingdoms such as England, France, and the Holy Roman Empire might help, though be careful; France had emperors and empresses at one point! 

There are very specific differences between different kingdoms, and you have to make sure you take those into account, especially if you’re writing historical fiction!

 3. Some Recommendations that May Be Helpful

Lucky for you, there are a TON of other books, movies, and TV shows that you’ll be able to draw inspiration from! Here are some things that I recommend!

Just a note, many of these aren’t necessarily medieval or focus a lot on fantasy, too, so I’m sorry if some of them aren’t exactly what you’re looking for!

The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer

Game of Thrones on HBO

The Crown on Netflix

The Witcher on Netflix

Reign on Netflix

Victoria on Amazon Prime

The Other Boleyn Girl (2008)

Elizabeth (1998) and Elizabeth: The Golden Age (2007)

Mary Queen of Scots (2018)

Hope this helped, and happy writing!

Thunder [Gally]

Gally x fem! reader

Summary: The reader is afraid of thunders so Gally helps her with that. Kinda

Word count: 306

Warnings: none

Gally felt uncomfortable when your legs entangled with his under the covers. It was more than obvious that Gally had never experienced sleeping next to someone, so that gesture made him uncomfortable.

He tried to pull away a little, but you clung to his shirt and he gave up.

There were thunders at the glade and you could even see the sky light up from the lightning. You jumped up as thunder struck very close to the place where you were sleeping; you walked over to the boys’ sleeping area and, kicking Gally lightly, asked him to let you sleep with him

“It’s just a thunder, go back to sleep” he told you with no intention of leaving you a space next to him. However he noticed the fear in your eyes and clucking his tongue he made you some you space. “I guess we can sleep together just for tonight.”

You nodded and that’s where Gally knew he had made a mistake cuz immediately after you had fallen asleep, your whole body began to move closer to his and therefore invading his personal space. It didn’t bother him at all cause the contact felt good, but the feeling of sharing his things with someone else seemed a little awkward to him.

“Well” he said in a whisper “I guess everything mine is yours now.”

Then he felt the need to put one of his arms over your shoulders and another over your waist in a protective embrace, deciding that he would be there to take care of you always.

Your body was able to relax and soon the uncomfortable feeling was gone. You smiled between dreams and squeezed his body even tighter with yours.

Yeah, Gally could get used to that for the rest of his life.

I, yet again, need help finding a fic.

It’s a marauders fic and I read it a while ago.

It’s poly!marauders x reader where r gets so overstimulated she uses her safe word and vomits because of the overstimulation.

Sirius x Reader

Prompt: 10. Where’s your shirt?

Warnings: light smut?

“Y/n baby please, I’m desperate,” Sirius begged and you let out a laugh.

“Yeah well what else is new,”

“Ooh, she got you there Padfoot!” James hollered from a few feet away in the common room, to which Sirius ignored.

“Please I need your help, or I will fail this herbology test!”

“Alright, only because you asked so nicely,” you said with an eye roll.

“Thank you y/n, you’re a goddamn angel! Heaven on earth really,” Sirius said grabbing your hand kissing it. You couldn’t help but blush, and so you turned away.

“We should work someplace quieter, I’ll meet you in your dorm in 5 minutes.” You called over your shoulder, heading as quickly as you could up to your dorm to grab your books (and collect yourself).

You couldn’t see but Sirius didn’t take his eyes off you until you were out of sight. On his face was the giddiest smile. Meanwhile, you were trying to calm the butterflies in your stomach. Calm down! It’s just Sirius, you joke around all the time! It’s not like anything is gonna happen between you guys, Sirius hits on anyone with a pulse, it doesn’t mean anything. Right?

You walked into his room, textbook in hand, to find Sirius leaning against his wall completely shirtless. You always thought he was cute, but quidditch had done him well. His lean body was now toned, with strong arms that were often covered under rolled up robes. You could see his deep v line poking out from his pants. His eyes lit up as you walked in and he smirked seeing you in the doorway.

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Imagine this

*October 1981*

*Dumbledore gives everyone in the order veritaserum*: so, who's the spy?

Peter: me

James and Lily: *lives*

Sirius: *doesn't go to Azkaban*

Harry: *grows up with his parents*

Voldemort: *ded*

Maze runner ~ Boys reactions to you shouting at them in your native language ~

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Minho:

- Ok Minho loves your accent

- He secretly finds it very sexy

- However he knows 2 things, 1 you talk in native tongue when you see friends/family or 2 your mad as hell with him.

- When you mad...Damn you scary

- Minho just doesn't know how to handle you or your tongue

- Lets just say Minho won't be disobeying you again anytime soon

- Minho also thought you were always so sweet and soft well no. You proved him wrong yet again

- Minho would still make an effort to learn more about your language and culture.

- He gonna be ready for round 2

Newt:

- You practically never shout at Newt ever like in general

- You wouldn't shout at Newt because of Newt.

- He probably just heard you making a ruckus in the kitchen

- And came down like "what the hell the bloody hell is goin on down here?!"

- After he notices your upset he would come up and wrap his arms around you asking what wrong

- Its not uncommon for you to continue you speaking in your native tongue (not shouting of course) whilst Newt ill simply just sit a listen to your voice. He like the obscure sounds/words you speak/make.

- Don't be surprised if out of no where Newt starts whispering sweet nothings in your native tongue in your ear whilst you sleep.

- You admit its kinda funny when he doesn't pronounce things right, its bad enough that he already has his own accent.

Thomas:

- Thomas mimics you so much (not in a racist way)

- When you mad at Thomas which is quite a lot...Thomas simply just shout's made up words or what he thinks are frazes randomly in what he thinks is your native language.

- He knows it makes you laugh and he knows it defuses the situation

- You (shouting in native language)

- Thomas "Bonjour mon WEE WEE chicken"

- Yes Thomas will also shout words from other languages and then just chuck some English in.

- Its gotten to the point that you scared for your family to meet him

- There is no way in hell he's meeting your parents without taking some lessons.

- And even in lessons the only frazes he actually learns are "Great now we're all bloody inspired" and the swear words like shuck, clunk, slinthead, greenie ect.

Gally:

- Gally is intimidated!!!

- When you speak as fast as the flash when your made in native tongue. Your the equivalent of HOT TAMALE!

- And Gally ain't gonna mess with that!

- Yes Gally can be pushy but the last thing he's gonna do is push you.

- Its cause fo your fiery passion Gally respects you, he loves you and protects you.

- You taught him a lot!

- Things like he's not the top dog and he's not the toughest of them all!

- When you mad Gally just takes it, he won't question you or fight with you. He knows how that will end.

- But its all worth it late night when your cuddle up to his chest and speak with that beautiful accent he loves so much.

When you have a nightmare

Request: Headcanon for peter and Felix: when you have a bad nightmare

Dark.

It was so dark.

Apart from those familiar eyes, glowing like a beacon of hope.

“Peter!” You yelled, desperately trying to grab his attention, but he only faced you with a blank expression.

The feeling of dread settled into the pit if you stomach as the boy you loved looked right through you.

“Leave.” His stern voice rung in the air.

“W-what?” You stuttered, the feeling of sharp nails wrapping around your arms, scratching at your flesh.

“I don’t want you here anymore.” His voice was oddly calm but you could hear the hatred which lay behind it.

“No, Peter, please-”

You woke up in a cold sweat.

Lungs heaving up and down, desperately trying to grasp oxygen.

Everything around you still wasn’t in focus, just a blur of dim colours swirling around.

Beads of sweat stuck to your forehead, neck and back as you sat, bolted up right in bed.

Quietly, you heard your boyfriend begin to stir from his blissful slumber.

“Are you ok, love?” He asked.

No words fell from your lips as you aimlessly stared at the wall of your bedroom.

“Y/n” Pan whispered, placing a caring hand on your shoulder as tears silently rolled down your rosy cheeks.

His arms instinctively wrapped around you tighter, pulling you towards him.

“Its ok, love.” The leader spoke, slowly stroking your damp hair.

“D-Do… Do you h-ate me?” You sobbed into his bare chest.

“Hate you, where did you get that from?” Although his words were sweet, he still didn’t answer your question, not properly.

“D-Do you?” You inquired once more, your trembling voice grew sterner.

“No of course I don’t,” Peter spoke, placing a light kiss on forehead, “You’re everything to me.”

You visibly relaxed in his arms at his words.

“I love you.” He whispered, his fingertips lightly dancing over your skin.

“I love you too.” You spoke, smiling up at him, peering deeply into his evergreen eyes.

With you still wrapped in his arms, the king of Neverland slowly leaned back, cradling you.

“Its ok, darling.” He whispered sweet nothings into your ear as you once again fell asleep.

Even though you had long since slipped into blissful slumber, he still kept a watchful eye on you in fear that you would bolt upright in fear once more.

“I’ll always protect you, Y/n.”

You didn’t know much, only that you were lost.

Miles and miles of dark, twisted forest surrounded you.

Out in a distance a figure started to merge out of the trees.

His heavy, dark cloak clung to his body as he gripped onto his large wooden club.

“Felix!” You called out to the second in command, but this time you weren’t met with his usual happy face.

His features were like stone, so cold and heartless.

“Don’t” was the one and only word that tumbled our of his mouth.

“Felix.” You called out once again, hooking your fingers around his wrist.

“I said don’t.” He yelled, harshly flicking you off of him.

“Please, just tell me what I’ve done.” You tried to plead with the stone faced boy.

“You’re not entitled to answers” he spat.

“Felix, please I-”

You awoke with tears in your eyes at the thought of hurting the boy you loved so dearly.

Once reality had settled in, the feeling which lingered in the pit of your stomach instantly vanished.

Turning to the side you saw him laying peacefully beside you, looking as cute as a fallen angel.

You couldn’t stop your hand from reaching out to touch him.

Your fingers lightly traced over the red scar which marked his skin, causing him to stir.

“Mmm…” he groggily moaned, strong arms which wrapped around your small frame clung to you tighter.

Pulling you into his bare chest.

“Don’t cry, princess.” He softly spoke, his eyes slowly fluttering open.

The pad of his thumb wiping away your stray tears.

“What’s wrong?” He whispered.

“I…..” the words seemed to get stuck at the back of your throat.

“Its ok,” he gently patted your hair, “take your time.”

More tears seemed to stream down your face like a never ending supply.

“Have I upset you?” You sadly inquired.

“No, why would you think that?” The second in command grew more and more curious which each word that came past your lips.

“I just had a bad dream.” You sniffled.

“Come here.” He said, his eyes tiredly falling closer as you snuggled up even closer to him.

“I love you, Y/n.” He whispered into your ear, “Never forget that.”

His words still seemed to make you blush. Just before you let blissful sleep take over your body.

Felix’s strong arms held you close to him, protecting you from all the bad things.

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I know I’ve missed two days of the Christmas countdown (I’m sorry!)I will post them, long with the other stories, at the weekend Xxx🎄🌟

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Headcanon for Steve’s top 5 kinks? I love your headcanons 🥰

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A/N: Thanks, anon! Oh, and just letting everybody know, this is only how I personally interpret the character. Obviously there is no way to know whether this is canon or not; it’s all just for fun!

Size Kink - Let’s face it, Steve spent a very large portion of his life always being the smallest kid around. Growing up, he probably felt very emasculated knowing that his future girlfriend/wife would most likely be taller and stronger than him. So when he gets the serum, he’s absolutely thrilled. He knows that he can be much larger than his girl now, because let’s face it, the man is huge. Steve loves how much smaller you are than him, and he’ll always make sure to remind you of it. Hushed whispers of, “Look at my tiny little doll,” and “You’re so small, baby, I don’t even know if big cock is gonna’ fit inside you,” are constantly things that he’d say during sex. And even if you’re a bit on the taller or heavier side, just the thought of him knowing that he’s much stronger than you is enough to get him going. This man is a super soldier and he definitely won’t let his girl forget it.

Daddy Kink - This is something that Steve would’ve had no clue about before you mentioned it to him, but over time, grew to love it so very much. He loves just how adorable and innocent you look when you call him by that name, and it’s completely his nature to be protective and nurturing towards his girl. Steve gives the biggest soft dom vibes ever, so the title ‘Daddy’ would totally be perfect for him.

Spanking - This kink is amazing for Steve because it involves the two things that he craves most; being a disciplinarian, and your sweet, sweet ass. He loves the little noises that you make when his hand comes down on your bum, and absolutely adores seeing you all red and marked up when he’s done. Though don’t worry, he’ll always rub lotion on your butt at the end of a session, not wanting you to be in any actual long-lasting pain.

Breeding Kink/Pregnancy Kink - This is something that Steve wouldn’t have released he has until he sees you pregnant with your guy’s first baby. Back when he was younger, the man was almost certain that he’d never find a wife who cares about him, let alone ever have children with him. So now that he sees you all swelled up with his baby, it’s an addicting sight. It almost brings him a feeling of pride or possession; one that gives him so much satisfaction. He loves knowing that the child you’re carrying belongs to himself, and he loves that other people know it too. Plus, you look more than beautiful with a pregnancy belly.

Stockings - Steve absolutely loves seeing his girl wearing thigh-high stockings, especially a nice pair of white ones. Bonus points if they have bows at the top. The whole idea of nylons just reminds him so much of the olden days, and your legs look sexy as hell in them. It’s a win-win situation in his book.

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Intrusion - Sheldon Cooper

Pairing: Sheldon Cooper x Reader

Characters: Sheldon Cooper, Leonard Hofstadter, Penny, Howard Wolowitz

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon: “Could you do a Sheldon cooper imagine where the reader is like apart of the fbi(or cia smithing cool like that) and he texts her saying it’s an emergency and she thinks the worst so she like busts down the door with her gun up and the group is there just like ‘ what the heck’ and he’s like ‘you came’ and she like ‘yeah you said it was an emergency !?!?’”

Word Count: 594

Author: Hannah

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