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It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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I DINT KNOW IF ANYONE NOTICED THIS BUT OMG

In the YouTube trailer it says that but in the actual episode on Disney+ it says a whole different thing…

Why? SHOULD I START THE CONSPIRACY THEORIES???

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Ok I feel like "were you a greek mythology kid or an egyptian mythology kid?" is a pretty established debate at this point, but I think we're missing the real question: did you have an astronomy phase or an archeology phase??

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wednesdays just don't feel the same without my boys :'(

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it is absolutely criminal that we haven’t gotten ANY new Moonknight content! i miss my moon boys and we all deserve a LITTLE something more.

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Have you guys seen the moon knight season 2 tease??? I really need them to confirm it at comic-con PLEASEEEE

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DATING PYRO - X-Men HeadCannons

(also if this isn't amazing or the spelling is off, I'm sorry I wrote it when I was half asleep)

General HC:

°Had a rough family life / doesn't get along well with them (hence when he sees Bobby has a loving healthy family dynamic he stares at their photo)

°Probably finds mini ways to annoy Bobby and rogue especially when they're being all lovey dovey

°feels like a third wheel and sometimes just chooses to sit alone away from them

°he'd go to the gym to let his anger out

°he hates to ask for help, HATES it. He hates relying on others because he doesn't want to seem weak or rely on someone who will end up hurting him or not even helping him.

So

Dating HC:

°He gives big hugs, even if he pretends he isn't a fan of hugs or physical touch (he secretly loves it)

°theres nothing more that he'd like to do then cuddle up on the sofa or his bed in pjs and warm you up.

°he is very much a loner so you two will sit alone from most people, he knows all the good hiding spots, all the quiet spots where no one is.

°He often has nightmares about his powers failing him or him failing or not being good enough (regarding his mutant powers), he may also have nightmares of past missions and also his family life. He hates to admit when it happens but he wakes up in a cold sweat, panting heavily. He dissociates for a bit unable to calm himself down. You notice immediately and comfort him. His breathing would calm down and he'd be thankful and eventually open up about it, BUT only to you and you alone.

°He'd tease or make fun of you a lot

°he'd mark his territory, he gets jealous easily and would definitely leave hickeys on your neck so everyone knows your his. He wouldn't be too possessive but would certainly get jealous of other men or worried that they'd try to hit on you. He does trust you around other men, it's more he doesn't trust them around you.

°When doing training (specifically the simulation) if he was against you he'd purposefully try to flaunt and show off his powers. He wouldn't go easy on you but simultaneously wouldn't hurt you badly. Instead of knocking you out he'd pin you against the wall until you can't escape, that's how he wins. Perfect chance to show everyone that you two are together but it's also rivalrious but intimate too. He'd lean in really closely so your lips were almost touching.

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You'll probably get more pyro X-Men content soon

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☕Fanfic Master List☕

George Karim (Lockwood & Co)

°Headcanons

Peter Maximoff (X-Men)

John Allerdyce (X-Men)

Viago (What we do in the shadows)

+ More Characters

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George Karim Headcannons🍁📚

- I'm back! It's been awhile. I have some fanfics planned out for a variety of characters but mostly George. Absolutely love Lockwood and co!!!

Also side note correct me if I have any definitions/terminology wrong :)

George Karim Headcannons:

°His favourite colour is yellow and he wears orange when he's stressed as it calms him down.

°He is Autistic

°He has OCD - predominantly cleaning & organisation but also Ruminations and potentially intrusive thoughts

°He struggles to keep eye contact with people except his s/o or if someone talks about his special interest or current hyperfixation.

°He also has anxiety

°He'd definitely love Quantum physics and most things sci-fi.

°Would point out the errors in sci-fi technology etc...

°Studies/ researches to relax

°Likes to read sci-fi / fantasy books, and is secretly scared of horrors and thrillers.

°Has to have coffee every morning to function before doing anything

°Defintely has a childhood Teddie bear he still sleeps with (but won't tell anyone about it).

°Very rarely keeps secrets from the ones he loves.

°He doesn't like large crowds or very loud noises.

°Cooking is his main love language and it calms him down. His mom used to cook for him and as a result that's how he expresses his love for people.

°He likes listening to the classical composer Bache (I saw this in his room while watching an episode) - but he doesn't listen to just classical music, he listens to other genres too!

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Prompt: "It's not bad to cry. In fact I think it makes a person stronger"

(Quick Fic)

TW: Sadness, Fluff, Comfort

Every now and then tears would roll down your face. You'd cry for awhile and then wipe them away and go back to whatever you were doing.

Plastering a fake smile on your face.

You knew what those fake smiles and watery eyes looked like. You'd seen it tons of times in the mirror.

So it came as a surprise to you when you saw John walking out of class with that same smile on his face. Not that John smiled a lot, but he seemed to be bottling up and containing his emotions.

He didn't even greet you like he normally did.

Something was definitely up.

You followed him back to his room to see what was wrong.

"Hey John, what's wrong?"

You say after knocking on his door and entering.

He quickly wipes tears from his eyes as after he realises you are there.

"Go away" he says brashly, head hung low.

You get closer, sitting next to him on his bed.

You vaguely knew how he felt as you have felt the same way many times.

"It's not bad to cry. In fact I think it makes a person stronger" You lightly speak while looking at him.

John looks up at you tears in his eyes.

Still trying to keep it together.

His fingers playing with his lighter.

You put both your arms around him, embracing him in a hug.

"It's okay, everything's going to be okay" you say, trying to comfort him.

His emotions come out, tears streaming down his face as he hugs you back tighter.

You both sit there for awhile, letting emotions out.

John telling you all about what's making him sad and you making him his favourite drink, Hot chocolate with cinnamon, squirty cream, marshmallows and a flake.

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I will be writing some John Allerdyce fanfics (I will also write more Gareth and some Eddie later!!!)

Prompt:

"How about something warm? It will help you sleep"

TW: Fluff, Nightmares

You and John were good friends, very good friends, to the point where neither of you realised you had feelings for eachother.

You stared down your target as he stared down his.

More Robots come your way, trying to injure you.

"John, I need some help here!!!" You yelled to the guy a few meters away from you.

"I'm kinda busy at the moment y/n" He says as he ducks avoiding several bullets the robot shot at him.

You send a few meteors towards your own robots. It hits a few, sending them flying across the room.

The others still advance.

Your breath starts to hitch. How am I going to get out of this?

As you look around at your surroundings and the spikes on the ceiling you have an idea.

"HOLD ON" you scream at John.

He jumps atop a robot trying to set it's head on fire.

He doesn't respond. Clearly too distracted by the robots on his side.

You send a pulse of energy which disables gravity. Sending some Robots flying up. They hit the spikes and break.

However, John is still on one of them. Floating dangerously to the top.

He looks round at you, confused and slightly irritated.

You reset gravity, using your powers, and he falls to the ground. You run and catch him in your arms. Softening his landing.

Under his weight you both fall down. Him pinning you down. Neither of you are able to move, limbs weak from fighting.

The robot he was on spreads to the other robots, setting the rest on fire.

They get closer but before they reach you the lights turn off and they disappear.

You and John are in a grey room.

His brown eyes looking into yours. Your faces millimetre from one another. He lets out a little smirk.

"That's enough. That was disastrous. If it was real you would've both been killed and you both need to work on being a team. It lets you down as you both don't clearly listen to and communicate with one another!"

Storm says in a loud and slightly distressed tone.

John rolls off of you and you both get up, from help from other students.

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Being the middle of winter it tended to get cold fast in the dorm rooms. And yet no matter how many layers or hot water bottles you tried you could never get warm.

Even with extremely thick covers you were always cold. And to top it all of your nightmares didn't help.

You kept dreaming of all your friends betraying you and your family insulting you. They'd call you a mutant or vicious and evil, all because they knew what you were.

And you questioned yourself ever since that day you were brought to the school.

You knew you shouldn't listen to dreams but those words started getting to you. They hurt a lot and you started believing them. You weren't supposed to be a hideous mutant.

Your powers had been more of a curse than a blessing.

After all the ridicule you'd end up in the Antarctic somewhere. Trapped in a cave made of ice. No light and no hope. Just trapped with your thoughts and the words they'd said to you.

It was the same most nights but with different people and different words.

But the ice remained. The same cave and the same bitterness.

You fell asleep at some point and the nightmares begun. It seemed to last an eternity before you were awoke.

"Y/N, wake up, please, wake up" A voice echoed snapping you back.

Your eyes opened to see John standing above you.

"You...you had a nightmare, you were talking in your sleep" He whispered, still in his long pajama bottoms and a grey shirt.

His eyes still creased with worry. He wasn't usually like this.

"Ohhh, don't worry about that, it's a normal occurrence" you say with a weak smile.

John looks at your hands that are slightly blue with the cold.

He touches your hand and abruptly moves it away as he says in shock

"You're cold".

Your eyes meet his. As he fidgets with his lighter.

"How about something warm? It'll help you sleep" he says with a massive smirk on his face.

He inches closer to you. Gently placing the lighter down on your bedside table.

"I would like that very much" you whisper with a small smile.

He climbs into bed with you, wrapping his arms around your torso. Your hands intertwined with his.

You start to feel warm quickly. And soon you drift asleep in his arms.

Your nightmare disappears and is replaced with a pleasant dream of John.

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Headcanons:

°Plays with his hands when nervous or thinking about something.

°when he's got a song stuck in his head or he's feeling particularly upbeat he will finger drum the beat.

°doesn't have a specific hair care routine but is still the fluffiest.

°loves any and every body shape.

°If you're shorter than him he will mess up your hair, pick you up and spin you, and put his arm around your shoulders.

°If you're taller than him he will look up at you with big puppy dog eyes, he will request piggy backs when you two are alone, he will stand on tippy toes to hug you.

°his sleeveless plaid jacket is his favourite, he will not take it off! It is his favourite because it has specific significance to him and brings him comfort. It reminds him of his favourite band as well as bringing back childhood nostalgia.

°can not convince me that he doesn't love anything plaid!

°goes through LOTS of drumsticks per week.

°Feminist 😤, he protecccc, will make sure that women feel comfortable and feel safe. Will punch / argue with any douches who are anti-feminists!

°has a sister, don't know why but he seems like he would.

°Will make sure that people don't feel alone and notices when you / others are sad. And in that case he will join you (unless you want to be left alone) and talks you through it, always listening and providing plenty of tissues, support and hugs. (If you feel comfortable with physical contact).

°Can not convince me that this dude doesn't like flowers, especially when they are gifted from his s/o. His heart will literally melt if you give him flowers or make him something.

°Listens to a lot of music when he's alone and has playlists specifically for when he's happy, sad, lonely or needs comfort.

°He's a dog person (can not explain this but he does also love animals).

°Secretly good with kids, but not Steve Harrington good!

°Will love all of your insecurities and will hype his friends / you up.

°He is an excellent hugger and deserves all the hugs in the world! He's so soft and warm and makes you feel safe when your wrapped up in his arms.

°Cinnamon, Don't know why but I think he could smell like cinnamon or freshly baked food.

(Part 2 coming soon....)

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I hear a Symphony

Recommended by: @i-love-cheese

Added a bit more in :)

Gareth X reader

Warnings: FLUFF, dirty implications, heart melting content.

The bell had just rung and you were the first one out of their seat and out of the door. You sprinted down the corridor, almost slipping on the floor.

But you didn't care, it was finally lunchtime.

You got to see him.

You ran through the slowly filling lunch hall, eyes darting from person to person.

You looked towards a table at the back to see fluffy brown hair.

Without thinking you run, jumping over chairs and running atop empty tables. Nothing was going to stop you.

You pushed people away who got in your way. Obstacles disappearing the closer you got.

"GARETH" you scream with joy as you reach the table.

You almost get there when the floor makes you slip.

You feel your whole body tilting and falling forwards in slow motion.

His whole body runs forwards, just in time.

You are greeted by a pair of strong arms holding you up. Pressing your face into the warmth of his chest.

"Gotcha"

He says as moves one of his arms away to tilt your head up.

You look into his beautiful eyes, getting lost.

"You've got to be more careful darling"

He whispers dreamily. His gaze in a state of awe.

Gareth moves away, pulling out a chair for you.

You sit down and he pushes you in.

He then proceeds to sit down next to you.

His hand brushing yours.

You get out your cassette player and your large ear phones so both you and Gareth can listen.

You both have one earphone in your ear as you hit play. You both jam out to Metal songs while his hand sneaks up to yours.

Your hands are intertwined and you both stare at eachother.

Neither of you notice the rest of the Hellfire Club sitting and talking around you.

How could you?

Gareth starts feeding you some of his food and you do the same for him.

You feed him these chocolate covered strawberries and he is extremely adorable.

Licking the residue of chocolate sauce off of his mouth. Very slowly and seductively.

While this happens he keeps eye contact with you.

You start to blush and look away every time he licks off the sauce.

Nobody else seems to notice what is going on.

He lets go of your hand and slowly moves it down to your thigh. Where it rests until the end of lunch.

Your face growing more tomato red with each passing second.

"Y/n, are you okay?"

Dustin asks as he notices how red you are.

"I'm gggood"

Your voice starts to quiver as Gareth moves his hand on your thigh.

"Oh, don't worry Dustin, I know what's wrong"

Eddie says as he smirks at both you and Gareth.

"I'm afraid they both won't be attending Hellfire Club tonight as they will be.... Busy"

Eddie says with a slight pause toward the end for effect. Implicating something that only you and Gareth realise.

The bell rings and you give Gareth a long kiss as you won't be seeing him for another hour or two because of class.

He walks you to your lesson, you both hold hands.

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Prompt:

"Alright, so let me get this straight; You've been locked down here for what? ..... Two weeks?! And you never bothered to yell for help? Not even once?!"

(Fluff, Implications of Smut)

You were round your boyfriend's house and he'd just finished his band practice. Everyone else said their goodbyes and that you'd see them all tomorrow.

You both head to his room to chill out.

His hand in yours.

You lay on his chest listening to his heart beating and the sound of the record playing in the background.

Gareth plays with your hair as you faintly hum along.

"What we really need now is some paper, pencils and sweets"

You say with a glint in your eye as you peck Gareth on the mouth.

"I was thinking more painting than drawing" he smirks.

Your cheeks turn bright pink.

You both get up as he puts his arm around your waist.

Guiding you to stairs.

You both enter the basement that's full of food, paint and games.

Gareth turns the light on as you hunt for some sheets and paint.

You're both too occupied to notice the door closing behind you.

You feed each other food, do some 'painting', and play some games.

Each second with him seems to last eternity, in the best possible way.

You savour each moment spent with one another. You both completely loose track of time as you hear the basement door opening.

"Gareth? Y/N???? Are you two down here" Eddie shouts.

"We're here" you both scream back.

"please don't be naked"

Eddie whispers under his breath as he turns the corner to find you both sitting there in paint.

"Oh, thank god"

Eddie lets out a sigh of relief.

He looks up at you both with a puzzled expression.

You all spend a few minutes to catch each other up on small events.

"Alright, so let me get this straight."

Eddie starts off in a very Eddie like fashion.

"You've been locked down here for what?.... Two weeks?! And neither of you bothered to yell for help? Not even once?"

He dramatically declares, raising an eyebrow towards the end.

You and Gareth give each other a look with a small smirk and laugh and then look back at Eddie.

"It didn't feel like two weeks!"

Gareth states.