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Alright hello! Im mae! This page is my writing page. Mainly for whatever fanfiction of my current favs, please request things if your intrested. I will create some number prompt requests that will soon be linked to this page so stay tuned!

MY MASTERLIST

my asks are open!

If I dont have a specific person in here but I have the fandom, please still request!

My fandoms;

Marvel;

Avengers- Peter, steve,bucky, loki, wanda, pietro ect.

Fantastic 4- human torch, reed, ben grimm.

Spider man (spider verse) - any variant tbh

Loki (the series)

Harry Potter;

Draco,harry,Ron, George, Fred, ect.

Supernatural;

Dean, sam, castiel, jack ect.

Criminal minds

Spencer Reid, hotchner.

Bbc sherlock

Sherlock, jhon.

Currently watching/reading and you can request for :

Castlevania

Apothacary diarys

Teen wolf

The night agent

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Wrote 2k words of a fic at school...... it all deleted...... im going to crashout.

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ITS DONE HUZZAH ITS DONE go check it out! Here

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*blink* *blink* *blinkedy* *blink* *blink* no Johnny? 😭

IM WORKING ON IT I SWEAR. ok seriously my wip will be out by sunday is that fair?

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Wrote 2k words of a fic at school...... it all deleted...... im going to crashout.

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Want to request? Here is my intro post! If I dont have a certian fandom dont be shy, dm or send it to my asks! It will pop up on this page as soon as its in my inbox if I am working on it (you can see it in my wip section) :)

Full works-

Marvel (MCU)-

'Crawling back to you' - Jhonny storm x reader (Jealousy, angst, lil but of smut, banter, stressed jhonny)- Pt 1, Pt 2

After four months of distance, missed calls, and conversations that go nowhere, you finally make the decision to leave him; Missing the man jhonny was before he was 'the human torch', and Tired of feeling like anything but a priority, after one last heated fight, you walk away from the Baxter Building—and the man you’ve loved for what feels like a lifetime...... (more on post!)

SPN-

Harry Potter-

Castlevania-

Headcanons-

Marvel (MCU)-

Jhonny storm x short s/o

Stuff im currently working on! So stay tuned!!

Full works-

Jhonny storm

'Heart burn'- jhonny storm x reader (hc-ish?)

What happens when you get hurt unintentionally by the one who loves you?

Dean winchester:

' stranger in your eyes'- dean x reader

You get knocked out during a hunt and when you wake up, you dont know the two men in front of you, including the one claiming to be your boyfreind... dean winchester? When he tries comforting you in your panicked state, you throw a punch.

Headcanons-

Jhonny storm-

Jhonny storm x Alternative Reader

Bucky barnes-

"Learn to love again"- Bucky x reader (full work- ish)

Bucky has been out of the game for a long time. What happens when he finds someone?

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Johnny Storm headcanon list of what he would be like with a short significant other.

Jhonny storm x a short significant other

Thanks for the request anon! <3 hope you enjoy

Note: this is so random and short 🥲 I might add more to it later but I wanted it posted... lmk what you think!

Let's start by saying he so takes advantage of the fact he's taller than someone, johnny's around 5'11 which is pretty average for a man, but short for the team, so when he starts dating you ...

Constant teasing and nicknames

"hey short-stuff, would ya grab me that record? Or are you tall enough to reach it..."

"aww look at you so small" Only to get a annoyed grumble from you "shut the fuck up storm-"

(Ben thinks this is hilarious )

If hes annoyed with you or just feeling playfull he will hide your things in places he knows you cant reach and will have to ask him to get

He almost always gets things down for you when you ask, well... not without making you say please or admit his joke from 2 hours ago was actually funny.

You definitely stand on his feet to kiss him and he most Definitely always has something to say about it "ive been breaking my back trying to kiss you and you repay me by stepping on my feet?-" he'll use it as an excuse to pick you the next time he goes in for a kiss anyways.

He has in fact accidentally elbowed you in the face before. He felt really bad after and sulked 😭

johnny thinks he can pick you up whenever. Or just assumes you want piggyback rides everywhere (not that you dont enjoy it).

When your in crowds you bet his hand is on your back at all times to make sure he doesnt loose you.

There would be alot of leaning on you

hes always pulling you into his side automatically when he finds you anyways, but since your below his height level his arms can wrap tight across your shoulders comfortably

he'll often do this when you least expect it, like helping him and ben cook, or talking to the team, its almost his way of letting you know hes there without being too annoying.

But on the note of being annoying; he definitely uses your head as an armrest, at first it seriously aggravated you and thats why he did it, but now he doesnt even notice when he does it, and you've been so conditioned to it that you just let him.

Either way, he will ritualistically mess up your hair before he takes his weight off you.

Definetly rests his chin on your head

like for example; in the bathroom when you brush your teeth in the morning, he'll come up behind you rubbing his eyes and stretching loud, before his arms find their way around you, palms pressed into the counter edge, and stomach pressed to your back, caging you between the sink and him. he probably has major bed head while doing thus, his short blonde hair sticking up in every direction.

And while hes harboring a sly grin across his face, he'll promptly put his chin right on top of your head, you can see his goofy grin in the mirror reflection. Its so infectious that youll probabaly smile back at him after youve put your toothbrush back. He'll mumble something stupid into your hair that totally ruins the moment like "yeah yeah im cute i know- now come back to bed" and then try and drag you by your hips like some impatient toddler.

Jhonny might tease you alot, but at the end of the day he is in love with you

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Hihi!! Ur layout is so cute, its always a joy to see more writers in fandom spaces. I can’t wait to see what you bless us with in the future ^_^

Can I request a johnny storm x hero!reader. The fantastic four and reader are attending an important meeting or maybe a gala to promote a fundraiser, when Johnny and reader meet for the first time outside of hero missions. Reader is usually very regal and put together when talking to others but to everyone’s surprise that front cracks when Johnny uses his corny ass lines on her. All of the grace she usually carries herself with is gone and now she’s holding back loud, genuine laughter. He can’t help but be smug and annoying.. 💗

Aw ty sm! Im doing this one right now! I accidently posted it while working on it 🤦‍♂️ so sorry, but I dont know how to take it down without deleting it and i dont wanna delete the ask :(

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[ Part 1 ! ]

Crawling back to you <3

Ever thought of calling when youve had a few?

...Cause I always do

After four months of distance, missed calls, and conversations that go nowhere, you finally make the decision to leave him; Missing the man jhonny was before he was 'the human torch', and Tired of feeling like anything but a priority, after one last heated fight, you walk away from the Baxter Building—and the man you’ve loved for what feels like a lifetime. the choice doesn’t come easy. You try to move on, burying how much you still miss him, not knowing that he also is struggling to come to terms with his faults. Weeks later, determined to let go, you agree to go on a date with someone new. But when you return to the Baxter Building to collect the last of your things, you come face to face with Johnny again—proving that some endings aren’t as final as they seem.

Thank you @edwrdcullqn for requesting this! I hope its satisfactory, I added some things... but overall feedback is welcomed!

I stayed up listening to the hum of the electricity through the baxter Building, a sound that usually brings warmth to my face now brought one of sadness, Reflecting the relativly empty feeling settled in the bottom of my gut, one dissapointingly not from lack of eating this time.

I nuzzled my face into the soft sheets of jhonnys bed, the space next to me lay untouched for what seemed like days. At the thought, I pulled the quilt i had stole from the living room hours ago tighter around my body, tucking the end up under my chin.

Tired of the unwillingness of sleep to come, and bored out if my mind i twist over to reach behind me and slide the t.v remote off the side table, I pushed the red power button and the small box came to life, illuminating the room in a soft glow. I started meaninglessly flipping through the channels to fill the void, but no matter what program I pick the headline is always about him. His team. His duty. His loyalty to the city-

"too hot to handle: jhonny storm-"

i sigh turning it off with an annoyed click and tossing the remote with finality into my bed. no. jhonnys bed.

rolling back over on my side to try and sleep one final time, i squeeze my eyes shut, and just as my body starts to unwind mind starting to numb, a sound attacks my senses outside the door, feet tapping slowly on wood and a murmur of words. Immediately recognizing the footsteps, I shove the blankets on me to the side, and swing my feet off the bed.

I feel my way through the darkness of the room, when my hand touches the metal handle, my stomach churns with a feeling of nausea, and I pull the door open.

Now- It would be easier if it slammed, if something in this room reacted the way i felt right now. But it just softly thuds into the drywall. Like this is any other night.

Like i haven’t been unraveling for months.

“I called you,” i voice, as the one and only -jhonny storm- makes way past me and into his room, our room. I was already tired of how familiar my own voice sounds; Flat and Rehearsed.

He doesn’t look up right away his body swaying easily to the side of the room where his drawers of clothes are, He’s somehow already halfway out of his suit, chest bare and wide, but his pants remain on him, gloves tossed somewhere behind him, the faint smell of smoke still clinging to the air that follows him, his platinum blonde hair dirtied with soot.

“Yeah, I saw,” he says, quickly popping himself into his chair in the corner with a final sigh, i can see his muscle ripple with fatigue as he leans his torso forward and rests his head on his palm, carding his fingers through his hair, Like i havnt been waiting in the dark for hours.

“It was a long day.” he sighs out still not meeting my eyes.

A long day?

I let out a quiet, humorless breath, shutting the door that my fingers are still gripping, i let it fall away from me and shut with a snap, my feet taking me back to my side of my bed.

the silence thickens with my lack of a verbal response, i lean doen to grab the duffle i shoved full of clothes hours ago hidden next to my nightstand and lifted it with effort onto the beds crumpled sheets

“It’s always a long day, Johnny.” i reply finally

I unzip the bag and shove a few things from the nightstand into it, swiping a peice of hair that had fallen into my eyes, i tuck it behind my ear. And when i look back up, i make eye contact with jhonny, who is now silently watching me pack. Big blue eyes stripped of the playfull life they normally held his chin resting on his palm and his fingers anxiously dragged at his bottom lip. It was unnatural, the bed put about 2 feet between us, plus a 4 extra feet of room from his spot in his chair.

so unusally far for a man thats supposed to love me.

A frown pulled at my face at the thought, and i can feel my cheeks get flushed with something i havnt ever felt towards him, hatred.

That gets his attention.

He finally registers the emotion blistering across my face and his brows pull together just slightly—not concerned, not really. Just… annoyed. Like ive interrupted something more important.

“I’m working,” he says as he lets his back dlumo back into his chair breaking eye contact once again. “You know that.”

“I do.” i reply quickly. Maybe too quickly and i zip the bag and shove it over my shoulder.

“I know exactly what you’re doing. I see it on the news. I hear it from everyone else. I just—” my voice catches in my throat, and i fiddle with the sheet of the bed rubbing my fingers on the fabric as my voice lowers “-I don’t hear it from you.”

There’s a pause, and not the kind that invites understanding, the kind thats pressurized and leaves room for arguing. i stare at him wide eyed during this time a flame of hope replaces the knots in my stomach as he stops looking at the city scape outside his window, he stands up and puts his hands in his pockets, his eyes boring back into mine, and his jaw set with the undecivness he normally has. I half expect him to close the distance, embrace me like he used to do and tell me that hes sorry-

“I can’t always drop everything to check in,” he says, voice quiet but posture straighter now, a defensive edge creeping in. The knots are back in my stomach. He must've noticed the look on my face because he sighs, starting to step closer to me now, one hand coming out of his pocket to gesture wildly from his chest outwards towards the window

“People are counting on me-” hes now only a few feet away and I can see the frusteration evident on his face.

“And I’m not?” I interject

The words come out sharper than i intended, but I don’t feel the urge to take them back. I can’t anymore.

He exhales, dragging a hand through his hair again and steps a little further to stand in the entrance to my side of the bed,

“That’s not what I said.”

“jhonny, It doesn’t have to be.” I give a disbelieving laugh, and shake my head, something tight in my chest finally starting to crack open. “You don’t call. You don’t text. When you do show up, you’re already halfway out the door again. I feel like I’m—” i stop myself, swallowing hard and adjusting my bag on my shoulder, “Like I’m waiting for you all the time-"

He waved a hand in the air dismissivly cutting me off

”no-That’s not fair.”

A small, disbelieving laugh slips out before i can stop it. “Not fair?”

“Yes” he says stepping closer now, gingerly placing his hands on my shoulders like proximity might fix this. All i can do is cringe under his touch “You knew what this was. You knew what I was when we started.” he searches my eyes for understanding

But Something about his words land wrong. Hard.

“no I knew you,” i say quietly “Or I thought I did.”

He freezes for half a second, and I see his face melt into one of shock.

“That’s not—” his hands slide from my shoulders to drag across his face in frusteration

“I didn’t sign up to be an afterthought, Johnny.” my voice isn’t loud, but it cuts cleaner that way. “I didn’t sign up to compete with the entire world just to matter to you!” I throw my hands up at him exasperated. Hes now pacing not too far from me. His arms crossed and one hand folded up to rub his neck

“You matter” he clips, faster now, swinging to face me, frustration bleeding through.

“God, why do you act like you don’t?”

“Because you treat me like I don’t!”

The words hang there, heavier than anything else ive said.

For a moment, neither of us move.

Then he looks away first.

It’s small. Subtle. But it tells me everything.

“I’m doing the best I can,” he mutters. His back now to me and hes looking out the damn window again, Hes creating this distance again.

And that—somehow—that’s the thing that breaks it.

I nod slowly, stepping back like the space between us suddenly matters more than anything. “I know.”

Johnny looks back, arms crossed and something uncertain flickering across his face. “Then why are we still having this conversation?” he says with an arrogant tone

Because your best isn’t enough anymore. I think

I don’t say it out loud.

Instead, I cross the room to his dresser, and take my keys off the small dish, my fingers steady in a way that surprises me.

“I can’t keep doing this,” i say.

And The room goes still.

“…What?” he doesnt turn fully only half on his heels.

“I’m tired, Johnny.”

“Tired of what?” he asks, like he genuinely doesn’t understand. Like this hasn’t been building right in front of him.

“Tired of missing you when you’re standing right in front of me.” my throat tightens, but i push through it. “Tired of feeling like I come second to something that’s never going to make space for me.”

His expression hardens, something defensive snapping back into place. “So what, that’s it? You’re just—done?” he let's out a breath of disbelief.

And i hesitate.

Not because i don’t know the answer.

Because i do. “I don’t want to be,” i admit softly. “But I don’t know how to stay like this.”

For a second—just a second—i think he might say something that changes everything.

He doesn’t

He just shakes his head, jaw tightening as he turns to fiddle with his records.

"You’re overreacting.”

And there it is. Brushing me off.

The last, quiet fracture.

I let out a slow breath, something in me settling into place… finality.

“Okay,” i don’t argue. I don’t raise my voice again. That’s how he should know this is real.

I move toward the door.

“Wait,” Johnny says, like the word is automatic, like he hasn’t quite caught up yet. His head snapping up as he sets the record

“You’re seriously walking out right now?”

I pause, my hand resting on the handle.

For a moment, i almost turn around.

Almost.

But then i remember the missed calls. The empty nights. The way he looked away just now.

“…Yeah,” i say quietly.

And The door opens this time. I feel the burn of his eyes on my back, And when i step out, it closes just as softly, Like nothing’s changed at all.

Except everything has.

Jhonnys pov

The door clicks shut.

For a second, Johnny Storm just stands there, staring at it like it might open again if he waits long enough.

“…You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

The words come out under his breath, sharp, disbelieving. He lets out a dry laugh, dragging both hands through his hair as he turns away. He can feel his body get hot, with worry, anger, or maybe something else...

“Overreacting,” he mutters, louder this time, like saying it again will make it stick. “Yeah. That’s— what that was.”

He paces once across the room, then back again, hands on his hips, energy with nowhere to go. His boots hit the floor harder than they need to, he throws himself back in his chair to peel them off restlessly, a small distraction before his mind wanders to her again. “She knew what this was,” he says to no one, gesturing vaguely toward the space she just occupied moments ago “I told her. From the start.”

Silence answers him. His jaw ticks. It’s too quiet.

Johnny exhales sharply, grabbing the edge of the table for a second before letting go just as fast, like he didn’t mean to touch it at all.

The room still smells faintly like smoke—but underneath that, there’s something else. Something softer. Familiar.

Her.

But He noticed it too late. His jaw tightens.

“Unbelievable.”

He glances toward the door again.Nothing.No footsteps coming back. No second thoughts. That restless energy spikes again, crawling under his skin. Without thinking, heat flickers faintly along his hands. Its brief, and uncontrolled. He snuffs it out almost immediately with a sharp breath.

“Yeah, great,” he mutters to himself “Real helpful dude-”

He moves to stand again, this time slower, eyes catching on things he didn’t pay attention to before.

Her bag isn’t here. But other things are. A jacket thrown over the back of a chair. Something small left on the counter. Things that meant she was planning to come back. Right?

His stomach twists—quick, sharp, gone before he can really look at it.

“She’ll cool off,” he says, quieter now with a swallow, Less certain. “She always does.”

The words hang there.

Even he doesn’t believe them this time.

Johnny leans back to sit on the bed, crossing his arms like he’s trying to hold himself in place. His gaze drifts, anywhere but the door, anywhere but the space you left behind.

“Tired,” he flops onto the bed and repeats it under his breath, like he’s testing the word. Like he doesn’t quite get it. “Yeah, well… join the club.”

It sounds weak. He knows it.

And slowly—too slowly—something starts to settle in.

Not guilt but the weight of what just happened. she didn’t yell at the end. She didn’t slam the door. just… left.

Johnny pushes off the bed abruptly, like he can shake the thought loose. “Fine,” he says, louder again, forcing the edge back into his voice. “If that’s what she wants, then—fine.”

He grabs a new shirt from his dresser shoving it on with more force than necessary

But he doesn’t move toward the exit.

Instead, his eyes flick back to the door one more time. Just once.

“…She’ll be back"

The room stays silent, and for the first time in a long time, jhonny has nothing to drown it with.

Pt. 2, ,,,coming soon!

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Someone give me an idea for a fic and ill write it. Or just like an idea for headcsnons

ANYTHING.

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Hey! Looking to start writing fanfic on Tumblr! The pinned post on my page is an introduction and the fandoms I write for! Feel free to send in a request or a prompt (dialouge or not) you like :) im very bored these days

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Alright hello! Im mae! This page is my writing page. Mainly for whatever fanfiction of my current favs, please request things if your intrested. I will create some number prompt requests that will soon be linked to this page so stay tuned!

my asks are open!

If I dont have a specific person in here but I have the fandom, please still request!

My fandoms;

Marvel;

Avengers- Peter, steve,bucky, loki, wanda, pietro ect.

Fantastic 4- human torch, reed, ben grimm.

Spider man (spider verse) - any variant tbh

Loki (the series)

Harry Potter;

Draco,harry,Ron, George, Fred, ect.

Supernatural;

Dean, sam, castiel, jack ect.

Criminal minds

Spencer Reid, hotchner.

Bbc sherlock

Sherlock, jhon.

Currently watching/reading and you can request for :

Castlevania

Apothacary diarys

Teen wolf

The night agent