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@midgardianweasley
Welcome to my page!
Hi!
I’m Leah, i post fics of characters from MCU and Harry Potter (mainly mcu atm), and i’m only doing fluff and angst for now<3
REQUESTS OPEN!
Masterlist
it really is all in the wrist... writing. drawing. guitar. masturbating. et cetera...
(flirting) you're beautiful btw. im going to piss you off on purpose
hello, how r u doing. Idk if u remember me but lol we used to chat on discord
hey! i remember the discord days haha, i’m good, how are you? i still use discord if you want to message me on it? or dm me on here if you want to chat! x
Bad Example
summary: abby sets a bad example for your little one
cw: mom!abby x mom!r, fast forward a couple months to fit what i wanted to write lol, mentions of sex, no smut, abby is being lazy and reader is bitchy hehe, abby slaps your butt. you two still love each other ok?!?!?!!?!?
love this 🥹🥹
Sorry for being a bitch earlier, I needed to lay in the dark with my headphones for 3 hours to feel better
ellie, who uses a vibrator on you for the first time, and just can’t get e-fucking-nough.
wc: 2.2k (smut + light fluff)
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“the fuck is that?” you hum from the crook of her neck after having examined the small toy, and it rests in her palm, her voice a little shaky from nerves. “okay.. so.. uh.. this little guy, helps stimulate certain areas..”
“this little guy?” you repeat her words with a playful smirk, pupils dilated with adoration when you look at her, resplendent enough that she can see her flustered expression reflecting back at her when she maintained that eye contact.
holy shit 🤩
Pining For Pineapple
Bella Ramsey x Reader
This is just a short story I wrote that wasn’t meant to be a fanfic, but I’m bored and I don’t know where else to share this story so I decided to nourish the gay Bella army with a new story. Anyway I hope you enjoy.
“Pineapple again?”
Bella asks as they picks up a silver tin wrapped in a bright yellow strip of paper. Before I could answer, their hand and the can make their way toward the basket swaying from their other hand. “I know you like them. We might as well pick some up while we’re here.”
“I’ve got a can or two in the cupboard already so I think I’ll be all right till next week,” I explain as I try to pick the can back up to return it to its original place on the shelf. Before my fingers could reach it in time, Bella moves the basket farther away from me.
“I think we should just grab one, in case you’re craving pineapple this week. Also, it might save us some time from coming back here next week.” Bella protests.
“Why? Are you so sick of me that you’d rather stock up on canned food to avoid hanging out with me?” I say teasingly, knowing full well that I’m the one who wouldn’t be able to go a day without them.
I watched as a grin emerge from their lips before they speak. “Yeah. You’re suffocating me, so I’ll have to buy as many canned pineapples as I can to feed you and keep you satiated while I’m away.”
To this remark, I scold them with a light smack to their arm and say, “You know you love me too much to stay away.”
“I do know that, but do you love me?” They playfully say.
I taunt back, “Not as much as my pineapple.”
We continue our banter with a side of more shopping. By the time we paid for our things and exit the store-the groceries in my hand-I noticed that night was approaching, and the clouds were grey and ominous looking.
We’re walking back to our apartment when Bella gets a text on their phone. I take a glance and it’s a message from a good friend of ours. “Everyone’s hanging out tonight. Wanna go?”
“Sure, but we gotta be quick. It smells like it’ll rain soon.” As if on cue, raindrops lightly fall onto our face.
“I think if we run, we can make it back to the apartment before the rain gets heavier.” My hand holding the grocery bag tightens as I nod, and we both take off.
I’m only a few steps behind them, giving me a chance to get a good look at them.
Hair, eyes, nose.
Then I see their lips. They grew as uncontrollable giggles slip out of their mouth as we run through the rain, and it convinces me that I now have heightened hearing and limitless capacity in my memory just for them.
Suddenly I feel my heart expand, and I am eager to fill it with the thing I’m craving the most. I’ve felt it before. The way my lips purse as I engulf myself in its sweetness, but I have to brace myself every time for the sourness that comes at the end. Despite this pain, I’m craving it more than ever right now.
When we finally get to the main entrance of our apartment, we slow down before getting closer to the door. The giggling had turned into huffs as we try to catch our breaths.
Before they reach the door handle, I say with the little air in my lungs, “Hold on.” They turn around to face me, and our eyes connect. Before I forget why I stopped them in the first place, I lay the groceries down by the door. Then I walk back into the rain just a few steps away under the warm yellow hue of a street light nearby. The rain had started pouring moments before we got here. Despite this, I still waved them to come over.
“In the rain?” They yell over the sound of the sky continues to pour down on us.
“Just for a bit, please,” I say.
They come over grinning, radiating, and ecstatic about whatever plan I have up my sleeve.
“So much for trying to avoid the rain.” They’re still taunting me.
We’re both drenched now, yet they’re still glowing; brighter and yellow now as they enter the light. I extend my hand as they get closer, and they rest their palm against mine, weaving our fingers together. My eyes are on them this whole time, with a grin I can’t seem to shake. Our eyes are still connected until they get close enough to place their other hand gently on my face. Immediately they use their thumb to caress my cheek, and my eyes fall to their lips like it always does.
I’m feeling it again. I’m craving them, and nothing can stop my concentration, not even the rain.
When I move closer, I ask them, “Is this okay?”
Bella nods, and they let out a slight chuckle. This only amplifies my craving. My smile gets wider and my heart beats at a rhythm I can not recognize.
Then we kiss, and I lose myself in the sweetness.
The hand already tangled in theirs, softly squeezes. I do this because I hope it can make the sweetness linger a little longer. It is also to brace myself for the sourness that will follow when it’s over.
When we do pull away, we laugh to ease the tension in the cliche story we’ve curated. It’s time to walk out of the rain, but my concentration stays on them.
I'm doing my best to savor this moment so I can store this memory away for the next time I'm craving pineapple, and I’ll ensure to ask them if they want to share it with me again.
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
hey im free later if you wanna like get married or merge souls or something
THE MARVELS (2023) dir. Nia DaCosta
I would kill for a hug from Natasha 🥺
“oh I’m too old for stuffed animals” skill issue. sorry you can’t appreciate little creatures made to hang out with you, I on the other hand am full of joyous whimsy and therefore vastly superior.
I might have an idea that starts out with some smol angst and ends fluffy… I will send it to you in a seperate ask so you can decide to share it with your audience or not before the fic will be out 😌
thanks sniffles, idk if you’ve even read some of my stuff 🤔 idk if you even know what my tumblr acc is 🤔🤔🤔
yeah, I have to retake 2 subjects of my first year as well but that’s bc I had trouble acclimating to uni the first semester 🫠
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aH okay! sounds perfect 😌
i’m not sure? but you should totally message me! i’d love to chat with you properly!! (only if you want to, no pressure at all)
that’s okay! i struggled with my course so much that i dropped out and took a different one instead. it’s all a learning curve! but i have no doubt that you’ll get there!☺️
mhm… what genre are you wanting for a prompt? something fluffy or perhaps something else for our favourite russian assassin? 🤔
I’ve been thinking about starting again yeah, still have some unposted gems in my notes- but I stopped bc I got some anon hate after I put Yelena in my list for who I write 🙃 so lets hope that doesn’t happen again !
Some dreams do come true I guess :)
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Hmm. See that now begs the question- do I want to be nice with some fluff or devastating with angst??
Whatever you're in the mood for, I'll leave it in your very capable and trusted hands👀😂
seriously? people just have to complain istg😭 i’ll read anything you write woody 😌
absolutely!! i’m so so proud of you! are you going into second year after summer?
i’m glad you missed me bc i missed you too !! sniffles & woody™️ are BACK
i also stopped writing some time ago so… idk man i think you should start again 🤭 very non biased opinion here
i’ve been good actually?? finished my first year at uni doing Criminology like I told you I wanted to over a year ago, wild
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aw don’t i’ll cry 🥹 we’re back and better than ever!!
you think so? if you can give me an idea for my first comeback fic then i’ll see if i could do it this week 👀 are you going to start writing again?
no way!! seriously? that’s amazing, i’m so pleased for you!! ☺️
hi sniffles, how have you been?
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woody!! oh my god i’ve missed you!
i’m okay, i’m wanting to become more active and writing obsessed again 👀
how have you been??