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I have had a request for help to find a fic!

This is me casting my net

Platform: Tumblr

Fandom: The Last of Us

Pairing: Joel x Reader

Status: Series, ongoing

• Reader is put on guard duty with Joel, who is more experienced than her with things like guns

• The two of them dislike each other

• End up becoming fuck buddies

• Joel catches feelings, but decides to act cold and standoffish to them, causing the reader to move to the other side of Jackson

• Joel comes to regret this and goes after her to get her back

Any help to find this fic for this person is greatly appreciated!!

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I Need Help Finding a Fic!

This is a huge reach, but I read a great fic a while ago and can’t, for the life of me, find it. If anyone can tell me the name of it, I’d be very grateful:

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X Reader/Reader insert fan fic

Starts out in the Kingsman 2 universe where reader and Agent Whiskey are fucking with a teleporter, multi-dimensional machine

A bunch of variations of Agent Whiskey pop out (Din Djarin, Joel Miller, Javier Peña, Max Lord, etc.)

I think Ezra had some sort of alien that exploded and there was a sex pollen of sorts??

Smut ensues

No, I am not ashamed of reading this. Fucking slapped

If someone could please help me find this, I will love you forever.

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Guys I’m looking for a fanfic

It was an MCU fic

Bucky x Reader

Reader gets Steve Rodgers heart in a transplant and gains his memories

Turns out reader is Steve’s daughter

Any help is appreciated!

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I need help finding a fic!!

Okay so I need help.

It was on AO3 and it was a Voltron Legendary Defenders one with the ship being Keith/Lance.

Both Keith and Lance are merpeople at an aquarium called “The Sea Lion Aquarium” or something like that. At first it’s just Lance, but they introduce Keith into the tank. Lance thinks he has a new friend, but Keith’s all panicky so he lashes out at Lance.

Then Lotor comes along and really wants to buy Lance and eventually just steals him. Lotor brings him to his illegal side show where we meet Shiro (who’s an Orca merperson called Oreo).

If you could help me find this, I would be so thankful. I know the description is weird, but if anyone could lend a hand, that would be amazing!!

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I have a marvel request. If you don't mind, may I ask for a fic about Peter's twin who survived the blip, how they handled the five years without their twin? Maybe they're a hero? Any gender is good! And maybe a little reunion when everyone who was blipped returned between the twin and May and Peter?

GUYS THIS IS MY FIRST REQUEST IM SO EXCITED

The Future’s Not Ours to See

Warnings: Angst, Crying

Word Count: 1,692

When the ship landed and you stood amongst what was left of the Avengers, you felt hopeful.

You felt a sense of hope that your dorky twin brother would come stumbling down the stairs and say something dumb like, “Star Wars made space seem less terrifying” and you would punch him in the arm for scaring you and hug him with all of your super strength.

So when Tony and a mysterious blue woman came trudging off the ship, you were beginning to feel that hope turn into horror and sadness.

When Tony told you and Steve that he had ‘lost the kid’, you fell to your knees.

You expected yourself to scream and cry, hell, everyone did, but you just sat there and stared at the grass wondering where you went wrong.

Tony hugged you on the ground and kept apologizing for what had happened, saying he would trade his life for Peter’s if he could.

You kept thinking that you would do the same.

***

After mourning for another hour or so, Steve picked you up and carried you inside, your legs not being able to hold you up at the moment. Normally you’d be flipping out and bragging to Peter about how Captain America is carrying you like a princess.

Now you felt like an empty paper lunch bag, tearing at the bottom from an invisible weight.

You sit in one of the chairs spread around the table, listening to Natasha explain how Thanos did what he said he would and watched as pictures of those who had vanished slowly fade in and out.

When Peter’s popped up, you buried your head in your hands and tried to keep quiet.

Everyone continued to talk about how to reverse everything. You wanted to joke about how no one has ever listened to Que Sera Sera, but that thought was crushed by the title wave of negative emotions in record time.

Even as the team planned and Tony blew up at Steve, you stared into space.

Everyone jokes that twins are a half of one another and that they complete each other. Sure, you and Peter fought sometimes and were mean to each other over things both big and small, but you honestly felt like you were only half alive. Your brother is gone.

What ever will be will be.

***

When the team returned with the news about Thanos and their backfired plan, you felt the same as you had when you found out Peter was initially gone.

You held no hope for the Avengers getting the stones and redoing what that psychopath had done.

Sometimes even the best have to lose.

You half expected them to try and think of something else to do. After all, they’re the Avengers and they don’t take no for an answer.

But it seemed like their journey through the stars had sucked all hope and emotion out of the group and left shells of people behind.

Everyone seemed to get the memo that what was happening was just how it was gonna be, some later than others, and one by one the once perky and hopeful bunch disbanded off to try and rebuild from the rubble or just wallow in it instead.

***

Aunt May had picked you up after you called from the compound. She was too choked up to respond, but you managed to hear that she was coming to bring you home.

“Oh my gosh!”

When she got out of the car, she left the door open and launched herself into you for the strongest hug she could muster. Everything that you needed to say and that she couldn’t convey was said through that embrace.

“Hey May,” you buried you head in the crook of her neck. “I’m home.”

*Five Years Later*

You had gone through all the emotions and processing you needed after what has now been labeled ‘The Blip’...almost. Only took half a decade.

You had gotten over the fact that you should’ve gone on that spaceship with Peter rather than sit on that dumb lamppost nearby and should’ve been on Titan with him instead of panicking on Earth.

In his absence, you became the new Spider-Man. You found an old suit of his, AI and everything, and did patrols like he did. You even knew his old routes and advice he’d given you when he would ramble after a night of crime stopping.

When you initially got your powers along with your twin, you didn’t want to have to use them because being a superhero and dealing with the responsibility that comes with it wasn’t something you wanted at the time. Maybe you’re doing it now to honor your brother. You don’t even know anymore.

You had to adjust to your powers as well as the webshooters and the suit as you had never used your abilities much before, save mundane tasks like getting a snack without getting caught by May.

Once you got the hang of it, you went around and tried to help. It was less action and more basic work like helping a family get food or getting a cat out of a tree.

Every time you donned that mask, you wore it with pride as well as a weight. You had to live up to Peter.

***

When you got called to the compound, you were confused to say the least. Mr. Stark, as you remembered Peter calling him, came to your apartment to let you know that they had a way to get everyone back.

At first, you laughed and offered him a cookie you had made, saying if he needed someone to talk to, you’d listen.

After realizing he wasn’t going through a rough patch, talking and running through logistics, you began to realize this was a chance that you couldn’t pass up.

You told May, and while she was against you going, she knew that you would be devastated if you didn’t.

So you and Mr. Stark arrived at the compound a few hours later and were met by a team of somewhat optimistic heroes.

***

You couldn’t breath.

You tried sucking in air but got dust instead. Your coughs echoed off the concrete.

The weight of the collapsed compound was crushing you down and you were afraid.

One minute you think all life has been restored and the next an alien ship is launching missiles at you.

You tried calling out, pushing yourself up and clawing at metal sheets, but nothing seemed to work.

Just as you were ready to accept that you would die here, Bruce came stomping over calling your name.

“I’m here! B-Bruce I’m here!”

He quickly ran to you and threw what was pinning you down off to the side like it weighed no more than a cardboard box.

“Hey, are you okay?”

You coughed and nodded as he helped you up.

You didn’t like what you saw.

The compound was leveled. The once lush, green surrounding area was scorched with dust covering the sun and sky. Trees burnt black had flickers of orange embers and craters splotched the land.

You could hear yelling through the comms but couldn’t listen as you took in the sight around you.

Bruce quickly picked you up with his good hand and set you on his shoulder.

“Hang on kid!”

He raced over to where Cap said he was fighting.

Seeing him fight Thanos by himself was terrifying. Seeing him wielding Thor’s mighty hammer quelled the fear a bit, but you were still afraid for him.

You attempted to jump off of the giant green man’s shoulder only for him to pull you back and shake his head with a scared look.

“Bruce I can’t sit here while he fights an all powerful titan by himself!” You try fighting his grip again.

“Kid, running in there is suicide.”

“So is fighting Thanos alon-”

A loud roar rang through the sky as creatures began appearing. An army rallied behind Thanos. Hundreds upon hundreds of aliens lined behind him, each willing to die for his insane cause.

Before them stood one man, tightening a broken shield on his arm, ready to fight.

***

The portals had opened, so many ready to engage in a fight that would determine the fate of all life, and the battle began at Steve’s battle cry.

Chaos erupted as the two sides clashed. You webbed up as many mindless space gremlins and activated instant kill for the first time, piercing several of the creatures through the heart before repeating, all while looking around in amazement at the array of allies around you.

Pegasi flying across the sky, magic shields being placed in front of people, aliens and creatures you’d never even seen.

He would love this.

***

When you saw Peter land with the glove and Captain Marvel take off with it, you sprinted to him and skid on your knees in front of him.

“Peter?”

He had blood on his face, covered in dirt and sweat with messy hair and a terrified expression and you made sure to commit every detail and curve to memory.

“H-Hey. Long time no-”

You slammed into him and began to cry into his shoulder. Nothings else mattered except that your brother was in your arms and he was safe.

“If y-you ever pull anything like this again, I will melt your legos into a sword and stab you.” Your voice trembled with sobs.

“I missed you too.”

You both laughed and cried as you clung to each other for dear life.

***

After the battle, you took Peter back to May and watched as she crushed Peter in her arms and refused to let go.

She eventually grabbed you and smushed you into the hug as well, keeping her family in her arms and not daring to waste a second.

You all attended Tony’s funeral. Both you and Peter were trying to keep it together and failing miserably.

Once the service concluded, you all went back to the apartment and laid on the floor. No one said anything because no one had to.

You were back together and that needed no words.

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Those beans seem ready for harvesting

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Reblog this if its okay for your followers to introduce themselves to you.

Just come to my ask box and tell me stuff about yourself. Your pets. Your favorite music. What you had for breakfast this morning. Literally anything you want, I love making new friends

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Second Rate Sibling

Sorry for the angsty post. Also, I don’t know how to do the cut so if you don’t wanna read, just scroll past. Sorry!

Warnings: Suicidal Thoughts, Suicidal Tendencies, Language, Brief Mention of an Eating Disorder

Word Count: 904

You stood on the edge of one of the taller buildings in Queens with a moderately quiet road beneath, at night at least.

You didn’t feel an ounce of guilt, even in the deepest marrow of your bones, you couldn’t find any hope or reason not to jump.

You put your earbuds in. A song pops on. You don’t know what it’s called but it’s calming. The words don’t speak to you on a level that you’d like but you don’t give a shit any more.

This is all your fault. If someone would have just noticed me or what I could do, I wouldn’t even be here.

You took a deep breath and prepare to take the leap when a familiar voice calls out from behind you on the roof.

“(Y/N)!”

You turn your head half way around to find none other than your brother in his little outfit he wears when he plays Spider-Whatever.

You turn your head back to the street below.

“Oh my gosh! (Y/n)! I was so worried about you! I woke up to get some water and you weren’t in the top bunk! So I went out and my Spider Sense led me-”

“Shut up!” You shout.

Peter’s mouth closes so fast that you can hear his teeth clamp together from across the way.

You harshly yank out your earbuds and jam them into your pocket.

“(Y/n),” Peter says shakily. “W-What are you doing u-up here?”

“Thinking. Go back home, Peter.” Your reply was curt

Peter began walking forward.

“Unless you want me to jump right now, you stay where you are.”

Peter comes to an abrupt halt and makes no further moves.

You turn your body towards him fully now.

Tear tracks are evident on your face and your clothes are crumpled but definitely not the ones you went to bed in. You’re wearing a long black dress with no shoes and messy hair.

“(Y/n), please tell me what’s going on.”

A scoff comes from your lips. Then a chuckle. Then a giggle. Then full on laughter with absolutely no humor in it.

Peter wants to step forward and give you a hug, do something, but he can’t. He’s never seen you in so much pain before.

When your laughter finally dies down, your expression is anything but pleasant. It’s so melancholy.

Has her face ever looked so sad? Peter thought.

“Peter, you’re just as blind as everyone else.”

You take a deep shuddering breath.

“I’m always in second place.”

“That’s not-”

“Shut up! Just shut up!”

There was a long pause before you sloppily wipe tears from your red cheeks.

You take a few more shaky breaths and pray that he will keep his mouth closed.

“From what little I can remember, mom and dad always cherished us. Things were always the dynamic that You were older and did things so much better than me. I would hold up a drawing and it would go on the fridge for a week and then in a box somewhere to be reflected on later in life. Yours...yours would be framed. Hung like the damn Mona Lisa!”

You let out another pitiful laugh.

“Then came Uncle Ben and Aunt May. There was this unspoken rule that Aunt May gave me her attention and Uncle Ben gave you his. It worked...for a bit. Then they saw this second rate sibling and shifted most attention to you. ‘You have a violin concert? Oh that’s so nice, we’ll try to come.’ Then you would have something as trivial as a drawing lesson and they would put off the world just to go.”

You looked down at the street again. This reliving made the pavement look really good right now.

“When Ben died, I was shut out even more. Then you became Spider-Man and I got shut out even more! Then Tony fucking Stark chooses you to be his personal ‘intern’, you become an Avenger and get all that adventure? I didn’t think it was possible to be more isolated than that.

“I’m not asking to be special or to be the chosen one. I just want some recognition.”

“I recognize you!”

You look at Peter with a type of sadness and anger he couldn’t begin to comprehend.

“Really? Did you know that I won first prize in a high school Math tournament when I was in the 6th grade? Did you know that I was bullied so bad that I stopped eating lunch at school? Did you know my one dream was to do something, anything, important to get someone to appreciate me? Do you know anything about me besides my name?”

There was a silence. A deep silence that seemed to say a thousand words and yet nothing at all. One that only the two siblings could seem to understand.

“Peter, I love you. Don’t ever doubt that. I just wish everyone adored me half as much as they do with you.”

You step down from the ledge.

Without another word, you brush by Peter as pure terror rules over him.

You open the rooftop door, slam it, and return to your apartment.

You don’t bother being quiet as you casually walk into your room and situate yourself on the top bunk. You didn’t feel on top though.

You feel like shit for saying any of that to your best friend.

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I saw you liked some gentle words and here I am to give you them.  As bright as colors and warm like the sun the hug will be gentle and soft at one time. I give it to you, if you would like to accept an embrace by me, a stranger, in fact. 🌻

This is so poetic! And my first inbox message!!! I love it! 🥰

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Big fat mood

me: *staring out the window* 

friend: hey, what are you thinking about?

me:

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Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

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My mom is the mother fucking May Parker of mothers

reblog if ur mom is smart and beautiful

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Giveaway

i feel like doing a giveaway!

3 people who reblog this post will receive a ref sheet of any character of their choosing

Rules:

Giveaway ends on the 1st of November

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Winners will be contacted over tumblr IM or an ask but I’ll have to redraw a name if I don’t get a response within 48 hours

Will draw:

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