When you just want to enjoy some fluffy x reader fanfics but the entire tag is filled with horndogs
โ ๐ข ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ณ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณย
๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ข๐ด๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ข ๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ฆ๐ดย ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ข๐ญ ๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ'๐ท๐ฆ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด โ
๐จ๐ช๐ข๐ข๐๐ง๐ฎ : as a single parent, you struggle to play the role of mother and father for your son. However, you donโt have to stress for too long when the same pro hero your son adores comes to your rescue in the most unexpected way.ย
๐ฅ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ : prohero!kirishima x singlemother!readerย
๐๐๐ฃ๐ง๐ : fluff ; angst ; agedup!kirishima ; mutual pining ; domestic!au ; your son is too precious for this world ; ren likes playing cupid ; kirishima is the man ; dad material kirishima ; husband material kirishimaย ; wife material readerย
๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐จ :
๐๐ | ๐๐ | ๐๐ | ๐๐ | ๐๐ย โ๏ธ
๐๐ญ๐ฉ๐ง๐๐จ :
โค๐ค๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐'๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฐย
โค๐ซ๐๐ง ๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ซ๐คย
โค๐๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐๐ญ๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐จย
โค๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ
โค๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐๐๐ข๐๐ข๐๐ฅ
๐จ๐ช๐ข๐ข๐๐ง๐ฎ : youโre a normal hard working person that loves to bake sweets and treats. Upon finding success in your sweet selling business, you can finally move into a luxurious apartment, where you meet the daughter of an explosive prohero, who makes your life all the sweeter.
๐ฅ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ : proherosingledad!bakugou x nextdoorneighbour!readerย
๐๐๐ฃ๐ง๐ : fluffย ; angst ; sweetmaker!reader ; bakugou is bad at feelings ; his daughter is so sassy ; but sheโs also very sweet ; and has an incredibly big sweet tooth ; bakugou is doing his best to be a good dad ; you help balance him out ; mum material reader ; husband material bakugou ; wife material readerย
๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐จ :ย
๐๐ | ๐๐ | ๐๐ | ๐๐ | ๐๐ย
๐จ๐ช๐ข๐ข๐๐ง๐ฎ : after a one night stand with a beauty that effectively has his heart racing abnormally fast, Denki finds it impossible to keep you out of his thoughts for an entire year. When he finally makes the decision to find you, heโs shocked to see that youโve grown more beautiful since the intimate night you two shared. However, what shocks him more is the little baby boy in your arms with familiar blonde hair and gold eyes.ย
๐ฅ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ : prohero!kaminari x singlemother!readerย
๐๐๐ฃ๐ง๐ : fluff ; angst ; one night stands can be a good thing ; unknowingfather!kaminari ; you are a successful beauty ; you are a bit stubborn though ; kaminari is full of surprises ; dad material kaminari ; first words mean a lot ; husband material kaminariย ; wife material readerย
๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐จ :ย ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏโฆ
๐จ๐ช๐ข๐ข๐๐ง๐ฎ : even on his off days, Sero still acts like the great hero he is. And now that heโs a proud uncle of three, he happily helps return the most adorable looking twins he has ever seen back to their equally adorable mother, unknowing of the multiple future chance encounters that further intertwine their fates.ย
๐ฅ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ : prohero!sero x singlemother!readerย
๐๐๐ฃ๐ง๐ : fluff ; angst ; prohero!sero ; singlemother!reader ; you are so hard working ; your twin babies are so mature ; twins adore sero ; sero has such a soft spot for your twins ; sero makes everything better ; sero is the best uncle ; dad material sero ; husband material seroย ; wife material readerย
๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐จ :ย ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฏโฆ
โ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ณ๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฌ๐ถ๐ด๐ฒ๐ถ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ๐ด, ๐ช ๐ฎ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ถ๐ด๐ฒ๐ถ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ๐ด (๐ช๐ป๐ถ๐ฌ๐ถ, ๐ช๐ช๐ฅ๐ข, ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ฐ) ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ช ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ - ๐ธ๐ฆโ๐ญ๐ญ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด.ย ย
๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ต๐ธ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ. ๐ช ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐จ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ๐ดโ ๐ด๐ช๐จ๐ฏ๐ช๐ง๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ช ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐น๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ง๐ญ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ด ๐ช ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต
๐๐ก๐จ๐ค ๐ฉ๐๐ก๐ก ๐ข๐ ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐ฌ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ก๐๐จ๐ฉ ๐๐ค๐ง ๐๐ก๐ก ๐ค๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ๐ ๐ค๐ง ๐๐ค๐ง ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐ค๐ฃ๐ ๐ค๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ค ๐ค๐ง ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐งย โ
tbf he's gonna need it
maybe i can finally write sum fanfics soon...
summary: Benedict Bridgerton longs for more than societyโs expectations, drawn instead to art and freedom. Y/N, a fiercely talented but struggling artist, fights for recognition in a world that dismisses women of her class. When their paths cross, fascination sparksโa shared passion for art bridging the divide between privilege and survival. But their growing connection threatens them both in a world where reputation is everything. As scandal looms and duty calls, they must choose:ย conform to societyโs rules or risk everything for love, ambition, and the art that brought them together.
total word count: 68.2k
Red = Smut
One - The Woman In Midnight
Two - Promenade
Three - A Vindication of the Rights of Woman
Four - Connoisseur of the Unconventional
Five - Whitechapel
Six - Number Five
Seven - Ruinous
Eight - Let her Choose
Nine - Muse
Ten - An Offer From a Gentleman
Eleven - Under the Arch
Twelve - Lady Whistledownโs Society Papers
Thirteen - I am Haunted
Fourteen - The Salon
Fifteen - My Cottage
Sixteen - The End
Epilogue
If Karl has twt, I'm deactivating ๐๐ I'll delete my entire existence. Don't want that man to know how much of a shrimp i am for him smdkskdkd
(this is gonna be a little meta/fourth wall break, if this has been done before I am sorry, i thought this would be poggers)
It was Daniela's idea to get each of the Lords a phone. Cassandra thought it would be a horrible idea, but Bela encouraged it thinking it would be incessantly funny.
Dimitrescu: Let me say this first; the phone is too small. The girls had to get her the biggest model of touch screen (a tablet, alcina is a ipad kid now lmao), and it was phone size for her. Alcina has to squint in order to see it properly. Bela messaged her a link, which was a thread of people thirsting over Alcina. (The time it took for her mother to find where the messages were, and how to place her index finger onto the tiny blue link was unspeakably long.) When she finally clicked on the link, she was nearly horrified. All three girls came downstairs when Bela told the other two, and they hid behind a giant pillar. Alcina sat in her white, floral patterned love-seat, her phone in one hand and her tea cup half full of Sanguis Virginis. Her brow was furrowed as she stared at the rectangular glowing object in her hand. "They want to what my what?? These people are dastardly! I bet they are all men too! I'd have half the mind not to hunt them all down and cut them from stomach to throat! Those vile-" She growled under her breath, until Cassandra popping out from behind the wall caught her eye. "Actually, Mother... a good portion of them are women..." Cassandra corrected in hopes of calming her mothers angry flames. Alcina seemed to relax a little in her seat, taking a sip of her wine and taking a deep breath. "Then those people have good taste, if they like me, just not those disgusting men and their foul words," Bela and Daniela followed behind Cassandra like a row of baby ducks, standing on either side of her. "That's not even the bad part... you should see Ethan and the fly swatter..." Bela snickered, covering her mouth to stifle her quiet giggles, and in response Cassandra gave her a hard elbow in the rib. "I know where you sleep!" Bela playfully whispered in as a warning to Cassandra. Alcina rose to her height fully in her seat, obviously not calm anymore. Her eyes were wide and wild when they stared down at the three girls.
"What?!"
Moreau: Sal has accounts on everything, when he got used to having a phone. He couldn't get Hulu or Netflix because you had to pay for it. (This resulted in a call to the girls, he thought his phone was broken when he had to pay for the subscription services) He just watches conspiracy theories and free romantic movies Youtube. So, the three invite Moreau for a tea party at their castle, to show him how to use his phone. To their surprise, he already has accounts on nearly everything. He just needed to know how to use them more in depth. The girls crowded around him, showing him how to use Tumblr first. "See? This is fan-art... it is what fans make of you to show they appreciate or like you! Pretty cool huh?" Bela pointed to the screen once they got to the search his name. Hundreds of different things came up such as fan-art, fan-fictions, headcanons, 'x readers', and more. As Salvatore's eyes scanned the screen, he sighed happily. "There... are that many people out there that like me?" The girls patted him on the back when he began to cry reading all of the kind things that people had wrote to him. "I want to give them all a hug," He wailed, wiping his tears with both hands. The phone sat on the table, and the girls looked at each other. They felt bad, not wanting to get the phone to make Sal cry. Cassandra rolled her eyes at the other girls when she noticed they looked unsure. "It's alright, I am sure you will be able to," Cassandra rubbed his back soothingly. Moreau threw his arms around her, the thought overwhelming him and eventually starting to sob worse than before. (He appreciates the fan-made stuff, lets just say :])
Heisenberg: The girls would've thrown a tea party for Heisenberg, even willing to make their poor uncle-figure need to dress up but... Alcina hated the idea of Karl coming over to the castle. So she reluctantly allowed the girls over to his factory. Bela, Daniela and Cassandra sat on one side of the rusty table and Karl sat on the other with his booted-feet up. The girls went through his phone, downloading different popular apps they wouldn't think he'd use. They taught him how to use them, and left for their castle for the night. Later that night, the man stared at the glass screen while smoking a cigar. He opened the lock-screen, went onto Tumblr, and searched his name. Big mistake... He sat back into his chair, blowing curls of gray smoke into the air. He chuckled at a couple of comments that people had left under some goofy fan-art... and that's when he saw it. He had nearly dropped his cigar when he saw a thread of fan-art of him shirtless. "They made me so hot..." He looked down at his stomach, and back at the fan-art which displayed a 6-pack. "They are so generous for giving me a fucking 6-pack... damn I got to work on this," (say it with me, Karl. has. a. dad. bod. THANK YOU.) He scrolled, seeing a few more pieces of fan-art of him shirtless but them he saw numerous NSFW fan-fictions about himself. Karl gasped, putting his cigar down and clicking the 'read more,' option. Soon it was midnight. And he had read so... so many fan-fictions about himself... His eyes were red and he had eye-bags under them. "Jesus Christ these people are fucking freaks," (this is a compliment i promise)
Beneviento: Donna is very confused at first at the concept of a phone and is the Lord that takes the longest to get the hang of it, but when she sees people calling her portrait (yes portrait instead of picture she calls it) beautiful she is instantly like ":o". She is very flustered, but goes through every single fan-fic, headcanon, and piece of fan-art that is under her name. She enjoys every bit of it. Cassandra, Bela and Daniela were very surprised when Donna told them she went through every bit of fanart, because it was nearly impossible. But Donna ate it up, feeling quite flattered and joyous. Angie did too, and after Donna showed her the fan-art about her, she was a giggling mess! Donna never expected to be called such positive names, and almost didn't believe it at first. Angie and the three girls reassured Donna though, and she eventually came around to use her phone. She eventually became dependant on it.
Have A Nice Day!
โ Daisuke Kanbe
Happy 44 year Anniversary to '39.
Written by Brian, the song tells the tale of a group of space explorers who embark on what is, from their perspective, a year-long voyage. Upon their return, however, they realise that a hundred years have passed, because of the time dilation effect in Einstein's special theory of relativity, and the loved ones they left behind are now all dead or aged. Brian sings lead vocal on the studio recording of the song, one of his few lead vocals on Queen recording. He had asked Deaky to play double bass as a joke but a couple of days later he found him in the studio with the instrument, and he had already learned to play it.
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I need blade and luocha to meet