#⌨️: love's writing

[loveindefinitely]

simon and johnny who promise to love you more than anyone else can.

every other morning, you'll wake up to a hot beverage sat beside your bed, along with some cooking of simon's. a sticky note sitting there, johnny's messy scrawl devoting his life to you, with a few small hearts from simon.

when they get home from work, johnny will rush to you, wrapping you up in the warmest of embraces, planting hurried kisses all over your giggling face. simon will take of his, and johnny's, shoes away while he lets him shower you with attention. once johnny finally pulls back, simon will just spread his arms wide, pulling you to his chest and nuzzling his face into your hair.

nights spent squished between the two, johnny's face buried in the nape of your neck, his soft exhales brushing your skin. simon with his arm around the two of you, one hand stroking over johnny's hip, his other brushing through your hair. when he can't sleep, he'll press soft kisses against your foreheads, and whisper everything he can't say in your waking moments.

johnny taking you out on extravagant dates, theme parks, fancy restaurants -- every time, will bring you a bouquet of your favourite flowers. make a corny joke about how they could never compare to you. will take you to get your nails done, pre-paying and booking without a word. knowing simon, he'll ask simon for a day at home, spent cuddling and watching movies while you're out somewhere with your friends.

simon proposing to you and johnny both at the new year's eve fireworks -- only for johnny to take out his rings from his pocket. both turning to you when, you too, show them your ring box. hysterical tears from you and johnny, simon silently encasing you both in his tightest hug to date.

[bratfiction]

18+ CONTENT — MDNI. warnings -> taboo concepts [age gap, power dynamic, infidelity]

father-in-law leon just seems correct…

imagine your fiancé bringing you back home, only to be greeted by his insanely built, handsome father. who’s nothing shy of charming. and maybe he gets a bit handsy when you hug him, squeezing your waist and gliding a hand down to the small of your back, while his son is too busy fumbling with your luggage. you know in your heart and soul that the terrifying tingle in your tummy you’re feeling is beyond wrong— in every single conceivable way.

but that doesn’t stop you from meeting his gaze through your lashes, and a grins tugs at the corner of his lips. his voice is smooth and sweet, “it’s so nice to finally meet you.”

a part of you understands why your fiancé was so hesitant to bring you here now, or perhaps you’re just going full blown delusional after that encounter. you haven’t decided yet. it’s impossible when your pretty head is spinning, when leon is staring down at you like you’re his precious prey.

and that’s in fact exactly what you are, as you stumble around the halls at night in your little nightgown. rubbing your eyes and yawning, thirsty for a glass of water. no one should be awake at this hour, especially not— leon.

leon, sitting in the den in his armchair like he’s been waiting for something or someone to pull him to bed, with his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose and a book in his hand. his blonde hair looks annoyingly perfect. something he has passed down to his son, you’ve realized. you don’t mean to look at him for so long, quietly shuffling on your slipper clad feet in the hallway as you do so. however you’re a bit paralyzed. afraid of what you might do— or fall for, rather— if you get too close to the older man.

“it’s not polite to stare.”

your body gets hot at the sound of his voice, while your heart drops into your stomach. more out of shame than anything else, and leon has to bite back a laugh because you look like a doe that’s been caught in some sort of trap. you could argue, you really could. you could plant yourself on his lap, too. give him the kiss you’ve been drooling for ever since he took you in his arms earlier… but no. absolutely not.

you’re going to be the perfect wife, the perfect daughter-in-law… no matter how hard leon kennedy makes it for you.

[fandom-ash]

Beyond the Pain // Chapter Four: Rhythm of the Night

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Maria Philips (OC) Word Count: 2.7k Warnings: No NSFW scenes, but Maria is horny on main Ao3 Mirror: Coming Soon Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four Summary: Maria hits the gym and is confronted by her feelings - and her boss. Later, night patrol begins. This series is intended for adult audiences. MDNI. > Spider-Verse Masterlist <

The gym was a place for heat to boil and sweat to simmer. Spiders often congregated in Sector 12 in order to make use of the extensive super-human-weighted exercise equipment. If you were here, chances are you could lift a bus with one arm. That kind of strength required extra care when it came to designing gym equipment. Normal barbells felt like curling toothpicks and just didn’t cut it. The iron here, however, was cut differently.

Exhaling slowly as she pushed upwards, Maria continued her set on one of the many benches. There was a steady rhythm to reps that let her clear her mind. Up, down. In, out. It made her flow as one unit. Press. Breathe. Relax. Repeat. The thoughts that were rampant in her mind flowed through her arms and vanished, burning away like snow into a fire. 

Uncertainty gnawed at her insides most days. Cooper was busy with his work and home dimension (specifically a masked man named Silk) and Felicia was taking a small break in order to head on a small archaeology expedition on her Earth. The isolation felt suffocating but there was nothing Maria would do to interrupt them on their journeys - instead, the opportunity to make new companions among the Society kept her occupied.

And so here she was, at 6 am on a god damn Saturday, pumping iron because Ben wanted a “workout sesh before the dawn breaks forth through the night.” 

And he didn’t even fucking show up!

Maria, already awake and dressed, decided to take advantage of the gym’s currently-low population. 

Another push, another breath. Pull. Inhale. Push. Exhale. 

Strange feelings nipped at her heels anywhere she went. After the Cavewoman Kraven incident a week ago, there was a new sense of power she felt… but also of longing. Not for something, but for someone. Something clicked into place with those magic words he said at the debriefing. 

“Good work.” 

Good lord, I’m pathetic, she chastised herself as she pushed out once more, raising the weighted bar above her. Praise kink be damned, I am NOT going to fall for my boss. She gritted her teeth. Push. Exhale. Pull. Inhale. 

Resolve raged like an inferno within her. She would stand firm. No amount of broad shoulders, pouty lips, dark hair, large hands would ever… make her doubt… 

GOD FUCKING DAMNIT!

Push. Exhale. Pull. Inhale. Push. Exhale. Pull.Inhale.Push.ExhalePullInhalePush-

“Maria.”

And so the castle of cards came tumbling down as the breeze carried Miguel’s voice to her. Opening her eyes, she looked at the absolute Adonis before her. Tank top. Sweat pants. The outfit of a gym rat and a lady-killer. She had never seen him out of his suit before, and the tanned skin of his arms drew her eyes in with every small and faded scar that hugged the contours of the muscle.

“Are you alright?” 

Maria blinked owlishly before resting the bar on its hooks above her. “Yeah, yeah! Never better! I love being up at the ass-crack of dawn on a Saturday for no reason… It’s great, really,” she stammered, sitting up and rubbing her face, which was damp with sweat. 

“Uh-huh,” Miguel said. “Well, since you’ve never been better, I’ll spot you and clock your reps for the next set.” He sat his water bottle down on the bench to the left and stood behind Maria’s headrest. 

“How generous, just don’t get too smug when you see my max is half of yours.” She laid back down and adjusted her spine and hips before reaching up and gripping the bar. Another set would be no problem, except…

Why. Why why why. He’s going to kill me. Or maybe I should kill myself. I’m going to disintegrate. 

Miguel was so tall that when he stood behind her, fingers lightly on the bar to catch it, his package was lined up perfectly to her head. If she leaned back, her mouth would align perfectly. 

“Ready when you are.” His voice was so even and calm that it nearly made Maria scream. How could he be so calm?! His manhood was right fucking there! If he leaned made towards the bar, perhaps to catch it, she would get a face full of-

“Alright then. Shooting for 30. Let’s go.”

Push. Exhale. Pull. Inhale. 

18. 19. 20.

“Maria. Don’t lock your elbows.” The slight tremble in her arms was obvious, and Maria closed her eyes and exhaled through her mouth as she pushed upwards, making an effort to keep good form.

“Attagirl,” he whispered. It was so low that his lips barely moved and it wouldn’t have even registered if someone with enhanced senses hadn’t been listening intently to every breath he took. The words rushed through Maria, fanning the flames running up her spine. 

“Water break!” she declared, quickly docking the bar before sitting up, wiping her burning face, and walking over to one of the bottle-refill stations against the far wall. She grabbed one of the plastic cups from the dispenser and filled it quickly with cold water before downing the whole thing in a few gulps. While trying to literally drown her feelings, Miguel smirked.

That’s one way to confirm a hypothesis, he mentally gloated.

Sitting down on a nearby bench, Miguel picked up one of the heaviest dumbbells and began to curl, paying attention to his biceps. While he seemed focused on the weight in his hand, his eyes were well aware of Maria in his peripheral vision. Watching. Observing. Collecting data and seeing how she reacts. 

It almost felt twisted, in a way, to take such a… scientific approach to … whatever he was doing. Courting? Seducing? Flirting? Teasing? He didn’t have a name for it. All he knew was that he had needs, and she had needs. And if their needs overlapped, perhaps they could help each other. 

Maria felt like her heart was going to explode out of her chest. Miguel was hot, criminally sexy. And here he was, showing off for her like he’s trying to make her combust on the spot.

If that’s what he’s even doing… Am I reading too much into this? 

Setting her doubt aside with a small sigh, she finally sipped on her fourth cup of water and watched him curl out of the corner of her eye. His rippling muscles, strong arms, the way his full lips parted when he exhaled, the line of sweat dripping down his temple… All of it was quite the sight to behold. Furrowing her brows, Maria pulled her phone out of her legging’s side pocket and tried to busy herself with looking at anything other than Miguel’s massive arms. Her mind was racing, thoughts bouncing around and stinging like angry hornets. 

Felicia would be giving me so much hell for being a chicken about all of this, she thought. But then again, he is my boss. I’m sure that’s against an HR code somewhere, but… can he fire me for this?

Maria wiped her face as she tapped some bubbles on a game that supposedly “helped you focus” as they appeared and disappeared. It was a load of shit but it was something to keep herself mentally occupied until-

Spindle coiled in her mind, ready to pounce. Her spider-sense was screaming at Maria, but it was different than panic. Her stomach flipped while Spindle chittered endlessly in her mind. Anxiety filled her, but also anticipation. Spindle wanted something - but what?

“Maria.” Miguel’s voice ripped through her thoughts and Spindle was practically doing flips in her mental web. 

Whore, Maria chided her familiar.

“Don’t need the bench press anymore, so you can help yourself to the station if you need it,” Maria said, looking up from her phone and trying desperately to play it cool.

“So you’re finished with your exercise for the morning?” he asked, a brow raised and his hands on his small waist.

“Uh, yeah, yeah. Gonna hit the showers and then see what tech lecture Aaron has sent me a recording of this time. My inbox has never been the same, I almost worry for it,” she chuckled. 

“Report to my office at 7:00 pm tonight. If you’re still interested in going on patrol, that is.” 

Maria blinked. “Patrol? Like out into the city?” The gleam in her eyes was nearly infectious. Playing it cool always played second fiddle to how genuinely excited she was to see all of the sights in the city. New tech, new places, maybe even cool places to hang out at - literally! It beat the monotony of HQ, with its sharp architecture and white-on-gray metal panels for all of the walls. Between ceiling-to-floor glass windows, of course. There was nearly an unnatural amount of natural light in the HQ lobby that reminded Maria of what she was missing out there. Sun and fresh air. 

“I figured tonight would be a good time for it. Didn’t want you to think I had forgotten.” The soft ghost of a smile on his lips made Maria’s stomach flip. Spindle had a similar reaction, chirping and skittering around inside of Maria’s mind.

“I’ll be there! I mean, uh - yeah, that’s cool. See you then.” Maria waved a two-finger salute at him, trying to salvage any chance at a decent facade she had. It wasn’t often she found herself getting all goo-goo-eyed over a guy, and there was something about Miguel that made her feel like a teenager again, kicking her feet while laying on her bed and drawing hearts in her notebooks with their initials inside them. 

Miguel let out a soft chuckle as Maria immediately made her way to the exit, nearly jogging out and away from the potential of any more embarrassment. Her nervousness and obvious attraction was quite the stroke to Miguel’s ego, and he wiped a hand down the lower half of his face, hiding his smug smile from any onlookers.

Still got it. 

The thrum of excitement made Maria feel alive. Lightning danced in her bones as she ran to Miguel's office, swinging, jumping, and flipping along the way to get some of the energy out. It was time. She was going to see Nueva York! 

The lift ride was painfully slow. Once the doors slid open on the correct level, Maria jogged excitedly down the long dark hallway that eventually led to the Lair. Each step was accompanied by a bounce of the balls of her feet. If she didn't keep moving she was going to explode from excitement. Spindle chirped happily, also bouncing on a mental web within Maria's mind. 

The doors slid open as she approached, revealing the blue hues of the dim lights within Miguel's office. His dias was raised high, as usual.

"Boss!" Maria greeted excitedly before webbing up to the raised platform and landing beside him. Miguel swept his gaze over several monitors before glancing at her.

"You're early," he said. 

"By 10 minutes! You expect me to wait while we could be out swinging around?" 

"If you're this excited about patrol, I'd hate to see how excited you get over actually cool things," he chuckled, letting a small smile curl the corner of his lips. "Lyla, everything quiet?"

"For the 12th time, yes. Go out and enjoy yourselves. I'll keep my eyes peeled for emergencies." The small hologram woman appeared and hovered beside them, rolling her eyes at Miguel. Maria left out an amused huff before looking at Miguel.

"You heard the lady, Bossman." She beamed at him while resting her hands on her hips. 

Miguel's brows furrowed for a second as he glanced back over the monitor collection. Closing his eyes, he nodded and turned away, walking towards the edge of the platform and leaping down onto the floor far below with a massive thud. Maria followed with a considerably higher amount of grace. 

"Lyla, lock up. Keep me informed of everything that-"

"Yeah, yeah, anything that might cause a disruption or anomaly creation." Lyla's voice mirrored Miguel's perfectly as she mocked him. "Go. Get out of here. Touch grass. Breathe fresh air." Her hands shooed him away as they walked out of the office. The doors slid shut behind them and clicked as they were locked. 

"Sounds like you should get out more," Maria teased as they entered the lift. Miguel rolled his eyes, a small smile on his full lips.

"Not you too - don't need another person making me socialize and see the sunlight every now and then." He tapped directions on the lift panel.

"If I'm going to be a Conclave member, it'll be my job to bully you into going outside." 

"You're fired. I'm bringing in someone else," he chuckled before the lift started moving upwards.

"Wait- up? Shouldn't we be going down?" Maria asked as she looked at the view outside. The city was beautiful, with large swathes of green and circular paths between large clusters of tall buildings and perfectly-round ponds. The sunset bathed everything in a fiery glow. 

"Where would be the fun in that?" Miguel's mask pixelated over his face, and Maria followed suit, letting her mask cover her head with a light flash of blue. The doors opened to the very rooftop of Babylon Towers. The wind howled across the smooth metal flooring, and Maria's stomach flipped as she understood for the first time how painfully high up they were. Miguel stepped out, Maria following hesitantly behind him.

"Don't tell me you're afraid of heights," Miguel said. Maria could feel his smug expression, even with his mask up. She scoffed and approached the edge with him, peering over it cautiously.

"It's just… a long way down." She squeaked as Miguel rushed past her as a blur, leaping off the rooftop like it was nothing. 

"Miguel!" She exclaimed as she watched him descend before he shot a web at nearby flying traffic, grabbing a car and using it to swing from. He repeated, using the cars as moving anchor points with a practiced pattern to his movement. 

"Mad man…" She closed her eyes tightly before stepping back and rushing forward, leaping off the edge of the roof. The wind screamed around her as she entered free fall, angling herself towards the line of traffic zipping by. With a flick of her arm she shot out a web and nabbed a car, using it to catch herself and swing forward with the momentum from her fall. 

Miguel was already way ahead, swinging towards a large central cluster of skyscrapers. He made this look easy! Continuing to swing from car to car, Maria felt the gears turning. 

Spindle, think we can get a boost?

The excited squeaking from within made Maria laugh before she felt the familiar tingle of energy through her body. She webbed a far-ahead car and quickly pulled herself towards it, using the distance to gain speed as the energy built. Blue light crackled around her like lightning before she released the web and shot forward with a thundering boom. 

The cars behind her were knocked slightly around, wobbling to regain balance after being hit with the literal shock-wave generated. Maria flew forward like a bullet as her surroundings blurred from speed. The energy faded as she slowed, webbing another car and swinging ahead. She looked behind her to see that she had shot herself ahead of Miguel, whose suit-eyes were wide. 

"How did you-?" His voice crackled over comms. Maria laughed in delight as she continued to swing forward towards the cluster.

"I've been learning some new tricks with Spindle!" She kept her momentum and saw her opening, swing forward and up. Arms tight, legs straight, she pulled herself into a spin before landing on a rooftop, skidding to a halt. 

Her breathing was hot and heavy as she took a moment, running her hands through her bangs. Her blood was pumping and her muscles ached. Letting out a whoop, she pumped her fist in the air as Miguel landed, similarly skidding until he stopped.

"That's how it's done!" 

Miguel shook his head and chuckled. "I took it easy on you - I didn't know you had some tricks up your sleeve." She could feel his grin from behind her mask, and she laughed in delight. 

"Sure, sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night." 

He shook his head and motioned to the nearby buildings. "Welcome to Surface Central. We'll start the patrol here."

A/N: Special thanks to my beta readers, @madschiavelique, Fari, and Nura! Love you guys! <3333

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[bl4cktourmaline]

🍙﹒星 — day 3 featuring shinonome akito

knock knock!

heres some mail!

ଘ(੭´꒳`)°* ੈ‧₊ 💌

⌨️ᶻᶻᶻ...anon is typing... ♡

↻ᴹᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉ ˡᵒᵃᵈᵉᵈ !

❝WAHHH I TAKE DIBS ON #3 FOR THE EVENT WITH AKITO MY POOKIE 👹👹👹 Love y'all's writing btw❞

━━❝How do I love you...? Let me count...❞

Shinonome Akito is the kind of person who isn't a big fan of being very open with his emotions, not like he hates those who are more vulnerable with their emotions... it's more like he just doesn't understand it.

When he met you for the first time, he started to understand how such emotions can make one becomes so vulnerable.

... though he does it in a subtle way because it's embarrassing for him.

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.

.

"Where is it...?" You let out a groan, annoyed as you put the book back on the shelves before sitting down on the bed.

You were waiting for your boyfriend who have plans with his band so his mom let you wait in his room and now here you were...stuck.

"Haa... maybe he hides it somewhere else this time" You sighed, slightly disappointed.

Now you must be wondering...why exactly are you were so keen on finding this book of his?

Well time to rewind for a little bit...

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈a few days ago...

It was around the time when the school bell rings, signaling the students that it was the end of the day.

You were practically just giggling to yourself while humming a song as you started to pack your stuffs into your school bag.

"(name)-san, you seem really happy about something...did something good happened today?" Your seatmate asked, putting the bag over their shoulder.

"Mmm! It's almost our 1st year anniversary, ahh~ I'm so excited that I don't know what to do!?" You squeaked, hands holding your blushing cheeks.

"Woah, hold it right there. Don't go running around while you're daydreaming about your boyfriend, what am I going to say if you knocked yourself out?"

"Whaaa?? How could you be so mean to me, you have no faith on me at all! I can't be that dumb-"

"You bumped into the bathroom wall after having your first kiss with him" Your friend looked at you with an unamused expression.

"I-....okay fair point" You sighed, defeated.

They laughed, making their way out of the classroom "Well, don't be late~"

"Ah!" You gasped, hurriedly packing your bag and make a run for it.

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.

.

Akito was already waiting for you, leaning against the shoe lockers as other students walked passed him. He looks bored out of his mind.

Gosh...he looks so dreamy...Ah, wait snap out of it (name)!!

At that moment...

Olive green eyes met your (colour) ones.

"What took you so long?" Akito asked, walking up to where you were and you could have swore he was smiling...

But something else caught your attention before you could comment on it; an orange coloured journal drop down from his halfway opened bag.

You bent down to grab it, the book have its pages open and you can see his handwriting on them.

"Hmm? Aki, what is this-" Before you could finish your sentence, the journal was immediately taken away from your hands to which you blinked and turn to look at him.

"Don't look at it" He let out a grunt, looking flustered.

"A-Aki??" You called out, confused by his expression.

"Let's go home" Akito grabbed your hand before practically dragging you out.

"H-Hold up, it's no fair that you have longer legs!!!" You whined and you could see his smug face from the corner of your eyes.

You couldn't help but think back to what you just saw in that book...

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈back to the present...

After that day, he keeps hiding that book away in different places every time you come over to his house.

And today was no luck as usual until now...

"Is that...?"

a few cm away from your right foot was a familiar book with its bright orange color peeking out of its hiding spot.

You found it, you actually found it...

You flipped through the pages and many of those were filled with Akito's handwriting and a complete different handwriting was circle around some sentence with corrections.

By that, you mean very very dramatic corrections...

"...is this Tsukasa-san's handwriting?? Huh..." You were confused but that didn't stop you from reading some of them because you can't help but being more curious on finding out what he was hiding in this journal now...

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Tsukasa-san said writing a love letter might be a good idea...why do people like this kind of stuffs? This is so embarrassing...

How do I love you...?

Let me count...

There are many reasons what make (name) as a person.

What I love about you is simple.

You're patient and understanding that it's hard for me to be honest, I like that you're always trying your best in everything you do and sometimes, I want to poke fun at your weird facial expressions when you're concentrating. I like that you are always supportive of our dreams to surpass a legend and you always think of others even when we were on a date... though I do find that kind annoying at first.

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The door slammed open.

"Hey, (name) I'm back-" Akito's eyes widen when he saw you sitting on his bed with his journal wide open.

"You weren't supposed to read those!" He grunts, the tips of his ears turn red when he realized you saw what he wrote to which he couldn't help but cringe.

"...Aki"

"What?"

"I love you too!!!"

"Huh-"

He was cut off by you pounced on him, making the two of you fall down onto the wooden floorboards.

... let's just say he wasn't happy with you teasing him about it afterwards.

(っ'-')╮=͟͟͞͞💌 You receive a letter from Yue!

↻ᴹᵉˢˢᵃᵍᵉ ˡᵒᵃᵈᵉᵈ !

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . .

pyon-yahoo~ I almost want to yeeted myself off a cliff or something sjgejgd this prompt + the akito combo was the hardest challenge that I have ever face in my whole lifetime as a writer omg but anyways, please reblog and likes, I would really appreciate it 🥺💅

🍙 ⁿᵒʷ ᶜᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ... : @msith , @akitofixated , @akitosheart

[caleb-pilot]

welcome to caleb's corner ✈️

disclaimer: this is a gimmick independent roleplay blog for the love and deepspace side character caleb. this is just for fun and all rights go to the rightful owners/game developers. this is canon-adjacent given what happens in chapter 4.

telekinetic fighter pilot who is busy flying in skyhaven. i always have time to visit you, my childhood best friend, though 💕

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[juno-of-wonderland]

¶Π MONSTER AU Π£

n/a:I changed the name from vampire au to monster au, thanks to the variety of things I added and i will write about au (in a slowly way).

Lords vampires

the red lord

…as? he should be the one who rules the rules perfectly… so why is he so attracted to a free spirit who goes against all the things he believed in most in his life?

....................🌹

the hybrid lord

food, that was the only thing you were supposed to be, no… the light that saved him from your own armor.

.................... 🦁

the lord of the coast

what an annoying, stupid and… interesting little thing you are to him, but he won't give up on putting you in one of his schemes… but he doesn't care if this dance continues for a while longer.

.................... 🐚

the sand lord

live without reins, live without chains, that's what he's been looking for all his life, the reason to become a vampire!… so there's no reason to continue by your side, but still…

.................... 🐍

Lord of Poisons

He is the beauty that did not lose to death, there is no one who lives long enough to rival his majesty… but perhaps a potato can reach his feet, if he allows it like the merciful being that he is.

.................... 🍎

Lord of shadows

Humans are a terrible race, always justifying their selfish actions with such false values, there is no reason to maintain a relationship with such a vile race… there is none, why did you disturb his reclusive life?

.................... ⌨️

Lord of Thorns

An ethereal, majestic and powerful being, coming from two pure bloodlines of vampires and blessed by dragons, yet, constantly, he seeks out a lovely being that is beneath him.

.................... 🐲

The other monsters

Cater - the photogenic patched monster Trey - cursed wizard

Ruggie - hyena werewolf Jack - white werewolf

Floyd + Jade - sea monsters

Epel - pixie

Ortho - living mannequin

Sebek - half human, half vampire Lilia - vampire

The humans

Rook - bounty hunter

Deuce - knight's apprentice Ace - adventurer

Silver - servant

Kalim - prince of scarabia

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parallel headcanon

01 , 02 , 03 , 04 , 05 , 06 , 07

[v4mp1res3verywhere]

Darry taking care of you after getting your wisdom teeth removed would entail;

tags/warnings: [no warnings really besides Darry being a little shit and also being completely in love with you, cringe dialogue ahead, established relationship, fem reader, he’s in college in the film so it’s not really college AU! But]. genre: 🧸fluff

a/n:this is kind of a random starting point lmao, I’m slowly wading back into writing but alas, I fear I’m a bit too discombobulated and unfocused to write out an entire fic so here are some headcannons to work through the writers block and also because we all deserve a Darry, i think 🧋⌨️

* If he had access to you right afterwards he’d definitely be recording you.

* “How’re you feeling baby?” He’d snicker while eying you through the Lens of his cam-recorder , waiting for you to say something stupid having not realized that those failarmy videos tend to be outliers and you were most likely just gonna be tired.

* He’d also probably try and tell you weird lies to see if your sense of reality was off enough for you to bite.

* “Hey babe? Holy shit- is David from the lost boys outside the car window?”

* He’d insist on being your designated driver and would pay very close attention to whatever discharge instructions you were given so he knew how to best care for you.

* Dude has the absolute biggest soft spot for you, seeing you all loopy would just trigger it even more .

* “Aww, c’mere sweetheart, you okay?” He’d ask softly , wrapping his arms around you to steady you.

* After asking five more times how you were doing in the car, he’d ask you if you wanted anything on the way home as though you truly had a choice; a milkshake would be mandatorily bought.

* He’d cancel anything just to make sure he could say with you. Classes, work; he even asked his strictest professor for time off.

* “An excused absence? For what, exactly?“

* “My girlfriends getting her wisdom teeth taken out, I just need to make sure she gets home okay and everything.”

* He always feels his heart swell a little anytime he refers to you as his girlfriend to anyone else.

* As corny as it is it just forces him to re-conceptualize the fact that the two of you are together and it hits him all over again.

* even using the title with his grumpy physics professor gives him a weird sense of pride.

* In general darry is a very attentive lover.

* He’s a sensitive person and along with that comes a certain level of intuitiveness , he can often read the room to see how he can make you more comfortable, to think of anything you need etc.

* if you’re missing classes and there’s things you can’t access online he’ll be sure to get them for you.

* you want a bag of Cheetos? An iced coffee? It’s yours, doesn’t matter what time of day or night, darry is an absolute simp and would get it for you though depending on his mood he may get a little whiny (as though it hadn’t been his intent to get it for you the entire time. )

* So as you can imagine, the above applies even more so if you’re sick or need to be taken care of.

* Trish, who sees her brother as immature and selfish (albeit, in an endearingly annoying kid brother way) would be flabbergasted once she witnessed how tentative her brother is around you.

* She’d never admit it to him directly but it’d make her proud to see how much he’d matured though she’d probably tell you as much, jokingly asking what you did to straighten him out.

* He’ll literally get you anything you’d ever want or need and would stay with you throughout the period of your recovery.

* Even things that you deemed as gross or embarrassing wouldn’t deter him from wanting to be at your side.

* “Darry, don’t look!” You slurred around the gauze you were attempting to pull from your mouth, looking up at his reflection appearing behind you. He scoffed, holding you against him by your hips as his eyes met yours in the mirror . “What?“

* “I don’t want you to see me like this it’s gross”

* “You getting shy on me?” He’d snake his arms around you at that, laughing into your hair.

* “Relax, sweetheart. Only embarrassing thing is you can’t kiss me, fuckin loser.”

* But make no mistake, he’d 100% be teasing you the whole time.

* If your lips and chin are numb at first he’s gonna constantly tell you that you’re drooling on him since you can’t tell whether it’s true or not.

* “Shut up, man.” He laughed as you elbowed him lightly once your the back of your hand came back from your chin dry.

* Darry is pretty clingy so this is ideal for him (well, minus you being in pain), he’s happy to have an excuse just to spend time with you.

* He wouldn’t even playfully banter about which movie you should put on, he’d let you have full reign over the remote .

* He’d also make sure you had the appropriate snacks that wouldn’t exacerbate your condition as well.

* “Shit, uh…what do old people with no teeth eat? Ice cream, yeah?”

* “what the fuck Darry”

* You guys don’t fight a lot but playful banter is a staple, just like it was before the two of you started dating .

* Since he knows you better than anyone else, both as a lover and as a friend, he’d gauge how facetious to get with you and would be much gentler if need be, his banter would be for the benefit of your amusement rather than to engage in the usual back and forth you’d grown accustomed to.

* Especially seeing as how your capabilities for speech would be limited.

* (He would tease you a little on that though, for sure)

* He’s touch starved, you can’t tell me otherwise and would just completely bask in your company as he spooned you on the couch or where ever the two of you happened to be.

* He’s pretty gentle by nature but he’d make sure to be extra careful with how he held you, making sure not to put pressure against your face when you laid against him.

* Would let you wear his clothes if you wanted, might steal one of your t-shirts to make you laugh.

* “What? You gonna call me a poser because I don’t listen to…” He trails off, stifling a laugh and pulling the fabric from his midriff to make out the writing on whichever one of your band shirts he’d grabbed.

* Stroking your hair from your face as he looks at you, teasing you for having “chipmunk cheeks” from the swelling while simultaneously touching you with the most tenderness you’d ever been Handled with.

* “Y’know, you look cute this like this”

* “Hm?”

* “Quiet, for once.”

He’d literally squeal as you dangled a gross bloody tissue at him in mock reprimand of his comment.

* Even softer than usual, calling you all the most sentimental pet names he has for you (and the sillier ones as well of course, that can’t be helped )

* Sweetheart, baby, pretty girl, princess etc.

* He’s definitely the type to verbalize it often, but his actions are blatant testimony to how much he loves you.

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Old Haunts (Complete)

The Vanishing of Chrissy Cunningham (Prequel WIP 1/9)

The Vanishing of Chrissy Cunningham Moodboard

Old Haunts Mood Board 1

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Old Haunts Casting: Matt

Old Haunts Appendix/Timeline

Old Haunts Playlist

Future Stories Planned in the Old Haunts Universe

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Eddie and Maggie at the Airport (edit by @harritudur)

Chrissy’s Old Haunts Looks (edit by @cunninghamchrissie)

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📌 My HellCheer Pinterest

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Jealousy Snippet

Mother’s Day Snippet

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Waiting Six Weeks Snippet

Livvy’s Baby Snippet 1

Livvy’s (And Mama’s) Baby Snippet 2

Baby Maggie Snippet

Teen Maggie Snippet

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Trimmings Pt 1

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New Years 1990 (4/4 Complete)

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VD1990 Moodboard

Isn’t She Lovely (Ask Box/Old Haunts Shorts)

🎄 Hellcheer Xmas (Old Haunts Universe):

Day 1: Candy Cane

Day 2: Santa Hat

Day 3: Chimney

Day 4: Mistletoe

Day 5: Snowman

Day 6: Family

Day 7: Gift Exchange

Day 8: Decorations

Day 9: Christmas Films

Day 10: Scarf

Day 11: Bells

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Day 14: Cookies

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Day 24: Ice Castles

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Demons Playlist

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Vecna’s Bride Playlist

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Soulmates AU Concept

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Royalty AU Concept

Count of Monte Cristo AU Concept 1

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Hunger Games AU Concept

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🥩 : You've jumped to a universe where you're a butcher who's got great skill with a meat cleaver and it definitely comes in handy in your current fight

🎟 : You've jumped to a universe where you're a movie theater usher, you have all the movie trivia you need for your bar trivia game now

🚬 : You've jumped to a universe where you have lung cancer and are dying in a hospital bed with your spouse at your side and it makes you remember why you fell in love with them in the first place

⌨️ : You've jumped to a universe where you're a secretary with the fastest typing in the entire office, now writing your paper won't take you the whole night

🧸 : You've jumped to a universe where you're a Build-a-Bear employee and are now finally able to talk to your sister's kids

🌭 : You clicked this because you thought you'd be sent to the hotdog finger universe, be honest. Well, unfortunately you have jumped to a universe where you are actually a hotdog and you're about to be eaten by a New York City business man on his way to work hope you enjoy the new memories of being vored

🧩 : You've jumped to a universe where you're an agoraphobic shut in who only does puzzles to pass the time, now you're able to piece together that shredded document you need to solve your current predicament

☃️ : You've jumped to a universe where you're a snowman. Just be a snowman for a while. Relax. It's a little chilly, but the solitude is peaceful

🪵 : You've jumped to a universe where you're a lumberjack, the ax wielding skills do not help you win your fight but they do chop off your opponents hand

🏔 : You've jumped to a universe where you're a world-class trick snowboarder which helps you escape the bad guys by riding on a cafeteria tray on the water run off next to the sidewalk

[loveindefinitely]

task force 141 with a controversially young civilian girlfriend.

-> mentions of large age-gaps, referenced sexual content, alcohol use. afab!fem!reader. minor dubcon (everyone's drunk.)

thinking that you're studying in uni. working on the side to try and afford rent and, if you're lucky, some noodles every other night. you don't really get seen compared to your friends, who go out clubbing and spend their spare time on dating apps.

one time, your friend drags you to a bar. not usually your scene, considering its clientele is more for tradies, and military-type men. not like the stuck-up blue collar boys at your uni.

cue you getting drunk off your ass, barely even standing, when you bump into one johhny mactavish.

he holds your elbows, your chest crashing into his. gentle with it, too -- kind and sweet and grounding.

"y'alright, lass?" he asks, a small smirk on his face, eyes darting across your frame greedily. he, in all fairness, looks nearly as drunk as you. he stumbles a little with your weight.

you giggle, tilting your head to look at him. say something stupid like, "you don't look like a student."

his brows raise, his dimples deepen. "aye, very smart, hen."

you preen with the compliment, a cheesy grin stuck to your face. you make no move to stand up and leave. you think your friend just left with a guy anyways.

johnny moves you, muscled arm around your waist as he takes you to a booth.

three other men sit in it, only one looking somewhere in a ten-year age bracket to you. they're all impossibly large, filling out the space with ease. your stomach swoops, but you easily blame the alcohol.

manoeuvring you so you sit in his lap, johnny's hand is a comforting weight on your waist. he huffs a laugh.

"didn't realise we were goin' for jailbait, soap," the youngest one chimes, dark features shining in the pub's dim light. his eyes trail your frame silkily.

you can't stop the roll of your eyes -- your inhibitions have made you senseless. "'m not, 'm completely," you drag out the syllables, "legal."

a hand on your thigh makes you jolt, and when you look over, a blonde man with a black medical mask raises an unimpressed brow. "got a problem, kid?"

you shoot him a weak glare. "not a kid. weirdo."

the arm around your waist tightens, as does the weirdo's hand encompassing your thigh.

"not scared of anythin', are you darl'?" the final man in the booth asks, hands folded together where they rest at the table. he looks at least double your age, and that simple fact along with his drawling words has your core tightening.

"what's there to be scared of?" you ask, stupidly. your head tilts to the side, unknowingly moving to rest on johnny's shoulder. he doesn't comment.

"miss bein' young and drunk," gaz sighs, hand softly gripping the gin sat on the table in front of him.

"you look young," your brows furrow, not understanding. how old could he really be, to act so nostalgic of your current predicament? "how old are you guys?"

it's an embarrassing question -- makes you feel like a child all over again. but your interest is quickly peaking, and your need for answers overpowers your need for decorum.

johnny's the one to answer, his lips brushing your ear as he whispers.

"gaz, the pretty one over there, he's twenty-eight," he murmurs, heat stirring low in your gut as you nod mindlessly, meeting gaz's eyes.

johnny stokes his thumb over the skin of your hip, and you curl into him further -- stranger be damned.

"i'm thirty," he hums, and god, he sounds so fucking sensual you're about to melt into his arms. if you aren't already.

"the guy in the mask?" said man's hand tightens impossibly against your skin, fingers just shy of grazing your aching pussy, "he's thirty-seven. got a lot of experience, aye?"

you shudder.

"what about you?" you end up voicing, shyly meeting the last man's gaze. he takes a slow sip of his whiskey.

he leans back into the cushion, eyeing you carefully.

"forty-three."

your thighs squeeze together, and fuck, if that's not a turn-on. no matter how unsafe you should feel, surrounded by four military-grade, older men, it only manages to have you wet beyond belief.

all you can manage is one question.

"take me home?"

[aristrocrat]

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Beyond The Pain // Chapter Two: Tell It To My Heart

Paring: Miguel O’Hara x Maria Philips (OC)

Genre: Romance with eventual smut, MINORS DNI

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: No beta - We write like men!

Ao3 Mirror: Coming soon

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter 3

Summary: Maria and Miguel come to an understanding after trading blows. She decides to ask him for a favor to prepare herself for what lies ahead.

"Walk with me." The request was simple enough, and yet Maria would have preferred to be asked to do literally anything else. The HQ was quiet this late into the evening. The few Spiders they did pass didn't acknowledge them outside of a small nod here and there.

"So… what do you want?" She tried to sound respectful. Gentle, even. But she wasn't going to split hairs about the slight edge to her tone or how Miguel furrowed his brows at her words.

Sector 12's entrance loomed ahead. The training simulations and gym were a hot spot for Spiders to gather, and yet this late into the night it would be most likely deserted. The SimCourse - the holographic training simulation course - would probably be available. Jessica's words hummed in Maria's mind.

"I want… to apologize." Miguel's words were low and deliberate. Maria blinked. "I should not have treated you so harshly. It was your first time leading a mission." He looked at her, a dark glint in his eye. "Let's make sure you do better next time."

“We doing a SimCourse run, then?” She asked as they walked into the gym area, their movement making the automatic lights flicker to life. Just as Maria expected - completely empty. Miguel clicked his tongue and looked at her with the faintest smirk.

“I was thinking of something more personal,” he said before walking over to the large mat and settling into a crouched fighting stance. Maria blinked owlishly at him.

“Like… fight you?”

“I didn’t take you for the hands-off type. Come on.”

Maria scoffed. “As much as I’d love to punch your pretty face, I don’t think this is wise-“

“I’m not asking. I’m telling. Spar with me.” His massive form was curling with tension and the energy rolling off of him made Maria’s stomach flip. There was no way she could get out of this one, and why waste such an opportunity?

She strode up to the mat and crouched down as well, as the duo circled each other like a pair of tigers around a meal. Miguel stared at her intently but didn’t budge, so Maria made the first move: a swift kick at his knees. He blocked with a flat hand, redirecting her momentum.

"Sloppy, reckless," he chastised, brows furrowed slightly.

"You're one to talk!" Maria spat back, lunging back at him to swing at his stomach. Once again he redirected her with his open palms, making her snarl as she fell to the mat. Miguel stepped back and to the side with a speed and grace that was unnatural for someone of his size.

"Your head's not in the game. You've gotta clear the noise, eliminate distractions." He kneeled down beside Maria, gently helping her stand back up. "Is something wrong?" There was a sudden tenderness to his tone that made Maria recoil.

"What are you, a cop?" She rolled her shoulder and looked away from him.

"Maria." A hint of the old Miguel, the one that offered her a place to stay with no questions asked, surfaced. She blinked as he continued, "I'm trying to atone for how I've been treating you lately. I've… had some things to work through, and I'm wanting to help you do the same."

"You can't just stroll in here and play therapist!" Maria snapped. "You've been nothing but a dick for the past three weeks! Always on my case about something! If you're going to ride my ass, at least pull my hair, fuck!" She was nearly yelling before huffing and stepping away, face red with rage. "I came here to do good things, help people!"

"And you have been!" Miguel spoke loudly yet firmly. "You have been. And we've noticed. Jessica wants you to replace her."

She froze, meeting his eyes. "What?"

"She wants you to take her Conclave seat so she can spend more time at home." He stepped towards her and sighed, closing his eyes. "You've got the potential and the drive. We just have to work on your skills out on the field."

"Wait- what?!" Felicia shot up from her seat on Maria's couch, adjusting on her heels so her wet toenail polish wouldn't smear. "You're going to be in the Conclave?!"

"Hey, are you going to let me finish this story or not?" Maria put as much faux-hurt as she could into her voice before laughing and returning her attention to Cooper's toenails. "This red really suits you, Coop," she commented. "So, as I was saying-"

"Back the fuck up, we need to discuss how you called him 'pretty'," Cooper said as he peeked over his magazine at Maria with a raised brow.

"Well was I wrong? Man's got great bone structure." Maria gently set Cooper's foot down and looked at her own toes, painted a cute navy and spread out with spacers while the nail polish dried.

"You're right there," Felicia slumped back onto the couch. "But I'm not down for all of that baggage. Might as well throw out the whole suitcase."

"Speak for yourself, I love a project. I could fix him," Cooper said with a waggle of his brows while the ladies exploded into laughter. Maria wiped tears from her eyes, trying to compose herself enough to speak. "True! I've never met a project man who could say no to Cooper's glam. You're too strong, I'm gonna have to take you out for the good of the dating ecosystem!"

"I've got eyes on the target, let's take him out." Felicia held up her hands like she was holding an invisible sniper rifle and looking at Cooper through the scope.

"How could you? Did you guys plan this all along?! Betrayal! Utter betrayal!" Cooper cried out in mock-terror, holding his hands up while Felicia pretended to load a gun and shoot him with a "bang," causing him to lay back and groan with deadness. Maria laughed and rolled her eyes at the pair.

“Hey now, no murders during the sleepover,” she reminded before laying back on her beanbag. “It’s too much paperwork for me.” She let out a soft sigh and let herself sink further into the cushion, feeling the weight of her responsibility crush her bones into dust with its overwhelming presence.

“So how did you leave things?” Felicia asked. Maria wiped a hand down her face and groaned.

“It’s just… kind of waiting on a few things. They see potential in me, but I’ve been doing training courses every night for the last week in order to ‘hone my skills to an acceptable degree.’ It’s insane and I hate it, but…”

“Why don’t you decline then?” Felicia looked at Maria, her eyes soft in such a way that it made Maria’s stomach churn.

Ugh, pity.

"Because this matters, and it matters to more people than just me. Jess needs the break to be with her son, and I'm willing to help make that happen." With another sigh Maria slumped more into the bean chair, hoping it would swallow her whole. The feeling in the air had turned sour, and she had to fight the urge to rip herself out of the situation. Easier said than done, but where would she even go? Cooper and Felicia were in her living room.

"Maria, babe, have you been taking care of yourself?" Cooper asked.

"Huh? Do I stink or something?" Maria looked over at him quizzically.

"You just… seem tired, frazzled. Maybe you're stretched too thin?" There was a soft cadence to his voice and Maria frowned.

"I'm fine guys, I really am." Based on their looks, Maria wasn't convincing anyone with her words. "I just need to get some rest, I might head to bed soon." She rubbed her eyes and slumped back into the chair. She could hear Felicia and Cooper chatting whole waiting for their toes to dry, but they grew farther away as sleep began to embrace her.

——

Rain assaulted the large windows of Maria's apartment, filling the air with constant noise. She was curled up on her bed, scanning through documents and articles on her phone.

"I still don't understand, Lyla. How does it work?" She looked over at the tiny hologram sitting on her other pillow, filing her nails.

"Can you be more specific, doll?"

"HoloTek! How does or turn light into physical matter?"

"Well I'd say your observation is a bit flawed. It's not so much as turning light waves into solid matter, but instead multiplying the beams millions of times over. The waves become so powerful and focused that they begin to react to materials in the air and force them into a solid, sturdier structure."

"What?! You're kidding! This was only theoretical in 2029! And it's true? When was the breakthrough?!" Maria's eyes shined wide with wonder, catching the yellow reflections of Lyla's glow.

"It's been a recent development, in the grand scheme of things! It was presented to science boards across the globe about 7 years ago, and hit widespread commercial development markets around 3 years after that. You should have seen the ripples in the scientific community! Miguel won so many awards and the commercialization of the tech is what keeps Spider Society running!" She dismissed her nail file and lounged on the pillow, looking up at Maria with a raised brow.

"You… you're telling me Miguel O'Hara pioneered HoloTek?" Maria blinked, trying to keep her eyes from popping out of her skull. "I mean, yeah. He does have 3 PhDs after all. He's pretty much a certified genius." Lyla sounded so matter-of-fact and calm about what she was telling her. In a way, it made sense. While Maria wasn't close to Miguel, she knew that he was the one who built the Spider Society. She just didn't expect that to have been quite so literal.

"Wow… I never knew. That's pretty amazing, honestly." She locked her phone screen and laid it near Lyla. "I sometimes feel like the only adult Spider who flunked out of college," she admitted. "I would've been the first Dr. Philips in my family." She closed her eyes and sunk into her mattress further.

"Don't sweat that, Sugar! Education has come a loooong way in the last 70 years. I'm sure you'd do great at University now!" Lyla grinned at Maria. "It's about learning now instead of memorization. Totally different animal."

Maria huffed and smiled slightly. "School being about learning… I never thought I'd see the day." She yawned and blinked, her eyelids getting heavily. "I'm going to pass out now. Talk to you soon, chica."

"Night!" And like that, Lyla flicked out of existence. The pang of isolation settled over Maria like a fog, and she pulled the covers over herself. Tomorrow waited for no man, and she needed sleep if she was going to perform well.

——

There was a bit-crushed synthesized groan as Maria kicked at a hologram of a generic "bad guy" and caused him to run out of health. He flickered out if existence and Maria skidded to a halt at the end of the long white-paneled hallway that made up the SimCourse.

"That's how it's done!" Her breathing was heavy and she threw her head back as she gave a loud whoop. Spindle chattered excitedly in her mind, and Maria's grin was so wide it felt like she was going to split her cheeks.

"That's a personal best. Good job, Blue." Jess tapped some keys on the control panel while she reviewed footage from Maria's evaluation. Maria padded over and snatched her water bottle off the edge of the console and downed it greedily.

"The physical training routine I created seems to be successful," Aaron looked at his own monitor, glancing over vitals and other information gathered during the training. "Have you been reviewing the reading I've sent you?" He didn't look away from his screen while talking.

"Can't say I have," Maria admitted. She sat on the couch in the control room, grateful to rest her feet for a minute. She closed her eyes and wiped her forehead with the back of her hand. Her suit clung to her form and made her long for a baggy shirt and pajama pants - comfort, not work. "Been too busy pumping iron."

"It's paying off, your time is down by 15 seconds," Jess confirmed before closing her holographic monitors and walking towards the pair. "It's a strong improvement from last week's times."

The genuine praise made Maria beam. Leaning forward in her seat, she pointed at Jess. "That's great! Once I get a get another run in, I bet I can shave off another two seconds. I'm feeling it, it's gonna be-"

"I'm not running you again. Girl, you've already done it three times! Get some rest. I know I'm going to," Jess cut Maria off and put her hands on her lower back, stretching to accentuate her words.

"Besides, physicality is only half the battle," Aaron said. "You still have a lot to learn about battle strategy and 2099 Technical Theory. You couldn't possibly be on the Conclave if you don't understand how the Watch technology-"

"Watch it," Maria warned. "I'll get to it when I get to it. It's not like there's a written exam on this stuff." She glanced towards her mentor. "I'll get promoted when you think I'm ready, right?"

Jessica pulled her lips into a tight line. "It's a group vote. I present you when I think you're ready, and then the others decide."

"You've got to be able to help run this place in Miguel's absence. We are the Conclave, the next in command for Spider Society! We have to be ready at all times. It's about strength and devotion to our cause, the knowledge-"

"Alright, alright! I get the picture," Maria cut Aaron off with a chuckle. With a roll of her eyes and a small smile on her face, Jess walked towards the doors out of the Control Center.

"I'll give Miguel a report, then I'm off duty for the next 72 hours. If you need anything, you'll either have to handle it yourself or ask Lyla," Jess warned her pupil. "So be on your best behavior, alright? I'll see you guys after my weekend." And like that she was gone.

Maria stood up slowly with a groan, starting to feel the adrenaline wear off and a deep ache settle into her limbs. Aaron made his way towards the door, his robotic spider limbs curled up on his back.

"So… the reading?" Maria asked as she followed him out. "Are there alternatives? Because big blocks of text just blur together."

"Hmm. Get that tested," Aaron remarked. "But if reading is problematic, perhaps a practical workshop might be beneficial. Have you had your learning style identified? Has tactile learning been beneficial to you?"

"Uh…"

"I'll set up a workshop demonstration for you to analyze the Watches. Be on the lookout for an invite sent to your calendar. Perhaps I could turn it into a whole lecture…" He kept walking, hand on his chin in thoughts so deep that he didn't even notice Maria was no longer walking beside him.

She already had a plan.

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PROTEIN SYNTHESIS COMPLETE.

SERUM STABILIZATION UNDERWAY.

PLEASE STAND BY.

Miguel's glower was so intense that it could melt into the monitor. Diagrams of molecular structures, chemical compounds, and DNA strands floated around on the golden monitors. Before him, a centrifuge swirled with a low hum.

"A watched pot never boils, S-Man," Lyla said as she floated beside him, lounging on a massive (to her) bean bag chair. He sighed and closed his eyes for a moment before looking at his hologram of an assistant.

"I can't let my mood destabilize again. It's not worth the risk." He glanced back at the monitor before turning away and going over some files on an adjacent display.

"Well as they say: With great spider powers, comes great spider mood swings!" Lyla blinked over beside his head. "When was your last dose?"

"4 days ago." His thick brows furrowed

"And you already need another one?" Lyla sounded uncharacteristically serious at the realization. She pulled up a tiny holographic computer and tapped away at it.

"I want to keep it on hand." He tapped a few nodes on his own monitor, pulling at a model of a web, dragging around nodes to pan across the diagram of the Achrachno Humanoid Poly-Multiverse. The thrum of destiny pursed across the lines, soothing him. When viewed from this far out, the randomness and chaos of life almost seemed to make sense to him.

"Bossman!" Maria announced her presence confidently, making Miguel grit his teeth into a snarl at the intrusion. He looked over at her, his brow raised.

"Do you need something?" He asked flatly as Maria approached his dias. There was quite the look on her face, with the pull of a smile ghosting over her mouth. She stopped before the raised platform and rested her hands on her hips.

"A favor," she declared.

"Oh boy, here we go…" Miguel rolled his eyes before speaking again. "What do you have in mind?"

Maria paused, wetting her dry lips as she contemplated her next words carefully. "I… need to know more about Nueva York and how things have changed since… my time. 2029."

Miguel paused. This… wasn't what he was expecting. "Oh?"

"Aaron Parker gave me a pop quiz that I didn't study for. I need to be better prepared for what lies ahead. If I'm going to kick ass in other dimensions, I need to know how this Watch works." She motioned to the device on her wrist.

"So what are you asking me, exactly?" He crossed his arms over his massive chest.

"I want you to show me around the city and explain things to me. Lyla's been giving me videos and information but it's not the same."

Lyla winked at Maria behind her heart-shaped sunglasses. "She's got a point, Boss. Besides, you could do with some fresh air every now and then."

Miguel scoffed and looked at Lyla. "Fresh air? In this city?" He rolled his eyes and looked back down at Maria, lips pulled tight in thought. "But… you have a point. Fine, we'll start patrolling Nueva York as a duo. Just follow my lead. We can head out tomorrow," he declared before turning back to his monitors. He tried desperately to ignore Maria's wide grin.

"Yes! Amazing! Let's get something good to eat too - I'm tired of the cafeteria food. Any suggestions?" Maria shifted her weight to one hip, still grinning.

"We're going on patrol, not a date. Dismissed," he said as he waved a hand at her, still staring at his screens. Maria's footsteps faded into the distance, sounding a bit quicker and bouncer than usual.

STABILIZATION COMPLETE.

A/N: ITS DONE! Whew, I honestly never thought I would finish this lmao. Works been a lot but I’m so hyped to have this part for you guys! Enjoy! 💙💙💙

[bl4cktourmaline]

haiiii may i request tsumugi with a chubby insecure gf and he reassures her how he finds her beautiful and loves her and stuff hehehehe thank u :3

🎋 . 鳥居 — aoba tsumugi

✿ — ♬ ⌨️ᶻᶻᶻ : yue is typing... ✉!

✿ — ↻ SYNOPSIS : aoba tsumugi with a chubby girlfriend who is insecure...

✿ — ♯ GENRE : fluff, female reader.

✿ — ↠ NOTE : pyon-yahoo~ first time writing for tsumugi and not gonna lie, I have so much fun with this one?! Chubby people are so cute like they would give the best hugs 🥺👉👈 I hope I did tsumugi's characteristics justice though!!

✿ — ♪ REMINDER : reblogs & likes are appreciated, in doing so will motivate us to continue delivering stories to you, thank you for all of your supports ~ !

✿ — ► ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : happiness featuring aoba tsumugi...

ᝰ The day you started dating Tsumugi was when he accidentally confessed his feelings towards you. It wasn't planned, his heart just couldn't bear to see you looking so down...

ᝰ Ever since that fateful day, your entire world change. Whenever you look at his kind eyes, all you could see in them was pure adoration...it is sweet, dark gold in colour as honey.

ᝰ He was exactly that. Throughout your relationship with him, he was so sweet to you... he always put you as his top priority such as when you get sick? He would go to work and take the rest of the day off so he could take care of you.

ᝰ But despite all that, dark thoughts would still cross the back of your mind and it's become more noticeable when you are alone...

Under the dark sky, the room was pitch black with the moonlight shining through the window.

Standing in front of you was a full body mirror, checking yourself out as a simple (colour) dress, reaching your knees with lace decorating its pleated skirt and sleeves.

You bought the dress a few days ago on your way home from work and now you're just trying it out. You really like how you look but in the privacy of your home where there is no one, no light and no sound...

You stared at the mirror with a puzzled expression on your face staring back at you. It is a cute dress and you really like it when you buy it on a whim but...

There was nothing that could stop the voices of doubt from making their way into the back of your mind, repeating over and over again, making you feel more self-conscious of your body type.

Is it too tight around the waist and chest?

The dress is ruined now from how much you're stretching it.

Nobody wants to see you in that thing.

You frowned, grabbed a blanket and completely covered the mirror with it. You take a few steps back, bumping into the dresser in the process as a few items fall onto the ground near your feets.

One of them was an idol magazine with its pages wide open, featuring multiple beautiful people. Thin and petite...you know that is the standard beauty no matter what others said otherwise.

BEEP!

A notification...

You grabbed your phone from the bed, switching it on as a text message pop out on the screen;

Mugi ♡ :

(name), I got some of your favourite desserts.

I thought you would like them after a long day at work.

"He is too sweet..." You faintly smiled at your boyfriend's kindness.

Tsumugi is your first boyfriend and he is one of the few people who always gives you confidence but he is also a popular idol meaning he will meet other celebrities...

Beautiful celebrities...more beautiful than you.

He might dump you for someone better than you.

You have no place standing next to him.

"..."

CREAK...!

"(name), are you there-?" He stopped, caught by surprise at the sight of your reddish face.

"M-Mugi...?" Your voice cracked.

Tsumugi looked at you with worried eyes, dropping what he was holding and immediately walked up to you as he placed a hand on your right cheek.

"What's wrong?" He asked in a soft tone, gently wiping a single teardrop that fell from your (colour) eyes.

"..."

You didn't even realize that you were crying...

Feeling ashamed, you turned your face away "I'm fine..."

"(name)..."

Tsumugi is stunned, he didn't know what to do at first but then he caught sight of the magazine a few feets away from where you were and that single glance at it was enough to tell him what was going on.

He turned to look at his girlfriend and took a hold of your hand which made you look up at him.

The look he was giving you almost made your heart stop.

Golden dilated pupils staring deep into your eyes as if he was looking at something precious...

The thought makes you blush.

"(name), you are worthy of love and respect...you are beautiful, kind and considerate so please don't think badly of yourself..." Tsumugi smiled gently, faint pink spread across his cheeks.

"... because you are my happiness"

[bobfloydsbabe]

⌨️ mob boss Bobby perchance?

Let's take a look into Bob's mind in the aftermath of learning Abby's secret and true identity 😉

It's been months since he learned her secret, and he's spent every day since waiting for the ball to drop. For Warlock to threaten every part of his organization with the inside knowledge he got from Abby. It hasn't happened yet. "Maybe she didn’t say anything," Natasha suggests one afternoon. She's the only one who truly knows the extent of his relationship with Abby, and the only who knows Bob loves her. She may have been a spy, and she may even have betrayed him, but he can't stop loving her. He's tried, but to no avail.

Send me ⌨ + title to one of my fics and I’ll write a sentence for that fic!

[silliestsakura]

Silly Sakura Stuff

~My introductory post is supposed to be a simple description of myself and what I do, but it is outdated and dry :/ So now, I'll take the time to make a more clear 'About me' post and then later update up my pinned post :)

Interests - (Described)

(Some have been mentioned before)

•Playing piano. I've mentioned it a couple of times already, but it just shows how much I really love it :)

•Jigsaw puzzles. In my free time, I like to play the ones online rather than physically go and buy one hehehehe but still :3

•Drawing. This one's obvious :0 I've improved a lot digitally over the time I've spent here, although my traditional art is... not the same😵‍💫

•Listening to music while doing nothing but think of scenarios in my head to fit with it. This one is self-explanatory and I'm sure everybody has done it at least once >:)

•Creating story prompts. Though I absolutely hate writing in real life, I still love to think of stories to never use ever again🥰

•Interacting with my mutuals, or in other words, my silly geese as I like to say. Again, this one is pretty self-explanatory, but I loved messing around (@cloudymistedskies ) and being tagged in silly games and whatnot ;)

Things I like - Listed

•Cats🐱

•Bows🎀

•Cherry blossom trees🌸

•Coloring🎨

•Singing🎶

•Anything astronomy related🛸🌙☄️

•Donuts🍩

•Mangos🥭

•Sleeping in💤

•Cold weather❄️

•The sound of bamboo flutes🎍🪈

Things I do not like - Listed

•Having to correct autocorrect🤖

•Loud noises/Sudden noises📢

•Alarm clocks⏰

•Touchy people🤨

•Spiders🕷️

•Hot weather☀️

•Impatient people⌚

•Typing correctly on keyboards⌨️

•Loud chewers😑

•Cheaters👁️

•Sitting still🐈

Favorite things - Listed

•Anime🍡

•Music🎻

•Pop colors🌸🪻💙🐸⭐

•Music boxes🎼

•All of my mutuals🩷

Animes I've watched/read

•Demon Slayer- Watched✔️ Fully read✖️🗡️

•Komi Can't Communicate- Watched✔️ Fully read✖️🗣️

•Chainsaw Man- Watched✔️ Fully read✖️🦊

•Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun- Watched✔️ Currently reading✔️👻

Video games I've played - Listed

•Animal Crossing, New Horizons- Nintendo Switch🔔

•Super Smash Bros. Ultimate- Nintendo Switch❗

•Mario Kart- Nintendo Switch🏁

•Super Mario Party- Nintendo Switch🎉

•Kirby and the Forgotten Land- Nintendo Switch🩷

•Super Mario 3D World, Galaxy, Bowser's Fury- All on Nintendo Switch🐱🔥🌌

•Rec Room- Oculus, Quest Two🧡

•Deltarune- Nintendo Switch🔪

•The Legend of Zelda:

~Breath of the Wild- Nintendo Switch🏰

~Tears of the Kingdom- Nintendo Switch☁️💧

~Link's Awakening- Nintendo Switch, Gameboy🏝️

~Wind Waker- Wii💨🐉

Enthusiastic about- Listed and Why

•Those of you who have my discord, you can see my display name is literally 'Kirby Enthusiast'. I've always loved the Kirby series and everything about it from the designs of the game, music, characters, and the variety of places you can explore within the games🌸🩷(If you want to, my discord name is 'silliestsakura' if you want to add me <3) 🩷

•The Toilet-Bound Hanako series. Again, a lot of you (@theyluvsmilo and @yuichiroleftarm ) might know how much I actually loved the show and every single character ever. There certain characters I am intensely enthusiastic about (again, @yuichiroleftarm might know who I'm speaking of💀) But I could talk about it for hours👻🚽

•These two things specifically are things I could talk about forever, but there is some other things I like a lot, just not as much as these :3

Real Life details about Myself- Briefly Listed

•I'm actually aroace, but still, there are some characters I cannot speak regularly about without turning into a crazy fangirl simp💀

•Not too long ago I found out and got diagnosed with dyslexia, so sometimes I don't make any sense at all with spelling and grammar. It's my main reason for using autocorrect as well :)

•One of my parents is Japanese, making me part Japanese also🇯🇵 It's just a little fact I wanted to share❤️

•I'm a terrible public speaker🗣️ I don't like speaking in front of large groups, but online is a way different story as you all can tell.. I am a completely changed person online🫣

Favorite Characters-

❤️-Demon Slayer-❤️

•Obanai Iguro- I love his design and his character, personality, and backstory. I think he's a very well written character and has a lot more to him than being in love with Mitsuri🐍

•Kanao Tsuyuri- I also think she was well written and was really pretty and stuff, y'know :)🦋💜

•Muichiro Tokito- At first, I was drawn to him and literally fangirled over him for a really long time and read fan-fics about him💀 But then the energy died down a little bit :0 I still like him tho💙🌁

☂️-Komi Can't Communicate-☂️

•Komi Shouko- She reminds me a lot like myself with her social anxiety (expect mine isn't that bad) The show was really cute and she was probably my favorite because of.. everything :D

•I don't really remember a lot of the other characters, but I also thought Tadano was pretty silly and stuff heehe >:)

🔥-Chainsaw Man-🔥

•Pochita- Pochita is so silly and cute and silly and cute and I loved him.. Pochita is also very important so that's another reason aside from his silliness🧡

•Kobeni and Power- I thought Kobeni's whole reason for becoming a devil hunter in the first place was really sad and I felt bad for her, and I also just loved her scared and silly view of things. Power on the other hand is a character I love for her energy and personality. I was originally planning on being her for Halloween while my sister was going to be Makima, but things changed and she chose something else🥲

•Aki (forgor last name)- He's very bbg. All I have to say🔪🦊

🔪-Toilet-Bound Hanako-🔪

- (Warning! Simp Sakura up ahead!)

•This is what my mind is focused on 3/4 of my day. Just this show.. Do be warned, for all of my simp emotions will be taken out (mostly) on the upcoming list..

•Amane Yugi/Hanako- Loved both of them equally, given that they're technically two different people, but Amane holds a special place in my heart. His story was sad and traumatic, everything a good main character needs. Design, voice, story, character relationships, all of it. I love him❤️

•Kou Minamoto- Trying my best not to get too wild right now.. Literally every character in this show had an amazing English and Japanese voice, and he was probably one of my favorites. He is veeery bbg and deserves all of the love🎴

•Mitsuba Sousuke- Only @yuichiroleftarm knows what I mean when I say I love him.. The literal second he was introduced, it was like almost all of my mutuals with Muichiro.. Trust me when I say you don't wanna know how much I really love this guy.. I've said some things none of you guys will ever know🩷💀

•These are my top three, but if you ask me, pretty much everybody in the show is fine asf (Sakura swearing?) Still though, this probably surpassed my first love for Demon Slayer I'd say.. Still love both tho :')

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Closing Out

•This took way longer than it should have, but it was fun getting to write down a much more specific description about myself! Have a great day and stay safe out there :)))

[arrthurpendragon]

⌨️ + The Devil’s Pawn (tag you’re it)

Otto wiped his mouth with the cloth napkin. “Perhaps you ought to visit Queen Aemma today, Julienna,” he said. “I’m sure she’d love your company.”

Hugging Braedon tighter, Julienna couldn’t help but feel torn about visiting the queen.  While Julienna had loved her time in Aemma’s charge, she wasn’t sure how her queen would feel about her son.  Julienna had born her husband a son, something Queen Aemma hadn’t been able to do with success.  She didn’t want to upset the queen and cause any ill will between them over the gift Julienna had been bestowed by the gods.

Knowing her father expected an answer, Julienna answered coyly. “I’m still quite weary from my travels, Father.  But I will see that a missive reaches Queen Aemma announcing my return.” She would let Queen Aemma decide if and when she wanted to meet.

Otto considered his daughter’s words.  Julienna thought he might argue with her on the matter, but after a frustrated cry from Braedon, he nodded his head.  She blew a stray tendril from her face.  This game wasn’t one she was ever going to win.  But she was capable of making her own moves every now and then.

Send me ⌨ + title to one of my fics and I’ll write a sentence for that fic! (if you want one back - add "tag you're it" to your ask)