#also this petered out at the end because I too am falling asleep

[madrigaljail]

Encantober # 15 - Midnight

Oh looks it's the inevitable Brujosé

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“Wait,” Bruno said.

They stopped what they were doing, which was making out on a bench in the garden behind the church. Not the best idea and not at all planned, but the kiss goodbye at the end of an evening spent at Casa Martinez had  turned into two, then more once they settled on the bench. The back door of the rectory was steps away, and they should have snuck through it and up the stairs to José’s room but…the air was warm, the moon was bright, they had an awful habit of enabling each other to take risks, and so-

“Everything ok?” José asked. When Bruno asked for a pause it was usually due to being  overwhelmed or uncertain so the question was expected, as was the soft, soothing play of fingertips in his curls. It was nice, the concern was nice, but a flash of moonlight reflected off José’s wristwatch and Bruno shook his head.

“No, yeah, I’m fine, but-” He took hold of José’s hand and pulled it away so he could study the watch’s face. His shoulders slumped. “It’s after midnight.”

José smirked. “Are you going to turn into a pumpkin?”

“Why would…nope, not playing figure-out-the-reference.” He gave José’s hand a squeeze before he let it go, then slid himself down the bench a little to create space between them. “It’s Sunday.”

After a little pause José closed his eyes, nodded, and turned so they were facing the same direction. He folded his hands neatly in his lap, Bruno rubbed a fold of his ruana between his fingers, and it looked for all the world like they’d spent the evening contemplating the sculpture of the Virgen con el Niño which was situated across the path. 

There was a number of things they were putting off talking about, and Bruno knew very, very well that delaying those conversations wouldn’t make them any easier. Soon. They’d sit down, properly, and figure the big things out soon.

Assuming they could keep their hands off each other for five minutes, and that the number of Madrigals who knew about them stayed below critical gossip mass.Don’t think about Mass.

Suddenly, José snorted. 

“Guess I’m the one who turned into a pumpkin.”

The corner of Bruno’s mouth twitched into a smirk.. He didn’t need the context to land the next joke. “That’s too bad. I know you were hoping for a plantain.”

“That’s enough,” José said and shot him a glare, which managed to be intimidating despite the need to bite his lip to keep a straight face. “Go, get thee gone, devil.”

“Alright, alright!” Bruno hopped to his feet, tried to smooth his rumpled clothes, and regarded the priest with a fond smile. “I, ah…this was nice, even if it got cut short.”

“...yes, it was,” José sighed, and appeared to become preoccupied with his hands. “We’ll have to- we’ll make up for it, soon.”

Even without taking a peek into the future, Bruno could feel that tricky conversation coming at them faster now. He nodded. “Yeah, we will. We definitely will. Uh. Goodnight?”

“Goodnight, cariñi- goodnight, Bruno.”

He took the near-slip of the pet name as a sign things would work out, then flipped up his hood and slipped out of the garden as he had on several other nights. He struggled to stay awake in church the next morning, and was pleased to catch José yawning during Flores’ homily.

[vrisrezis]

Comfort with atsv characters <3

Warnings?: reader is Latino/Latina, reader is a spider person, can you tell I wrote this at like 2 AM? (Spoilers for atsv). Is it obvious I don’t read the comics based off of hobie and pav? Also all the spiders are able to understand Spanish so 👍🏾 reader is hinted to be bisexual in Peter B’s (they also cannot have children), reader isn’t gendered but in Jessica’s they certainly are not a male,

Gwen is quiet, but you allow it. Miguel didn’t tell you much of what happened in Gwen’s dimension, but it clearly bothered her, whatever it was. It was just one of those very nights where she was bothered about her situation. She didn’t ever talk about it, rather she just sat in silence for awhile and then you’d make her some tea in hopes of easing any nerves or pain. She felt bad crashing at your place all the time like this, so much so she tried bothering hobie every once in awhile so that her staying at your home wasn’t as constant. You tried to remind her that this is what partners do, they look out for eachother when they need it the most. Staying at eachothers places when one of them is pretty much homeless is included in that.

Honestly though? Selfishly she enjoyed it. Maybe it was because she simply enjoyed your company, or because you were sweet enough to let her share a bed with you and she got to watch you sleep. She got to see all your features up close in your most peaceful moments. But of course, she missed her home. She missed her dad. She missed when things didn’t suck. She missed Peter too.

You’re both on the roof of your house. She’s thinking about things, deeply. She thinks about her life, her place in the world, She almost starts to cry, but she’s still holding back, holding back as much as she possibly can right now. It’s the first time you see her like this, and you feel relieved. You’re relieved because you know she’s been going through so much, but has been trying so hard to keep it inside.

“Mi amor, por favor, no reprimas tus sentimientos. Está bien llorar, somos tú y yo.” you say, putting your hand on her shoulder to comfort her. Not wanting to be too intimate in case she became uncomfortable in such a state. But you don’t have to worry as she grabs the hand on her shoulder and intertwines your fingers.

She finally allows her tears to flow. More then flow, they stream down like a ocean of tears. In the midst of it, she hugs you and you hug her back. Pulling her into your chest and she can’t help but feel safe in your arms.

“I’m so sorry.” she says in between sobs

“Don’t be. Te Amo. I will always be here for you, yknow? No need to hold back for me.”

Miles puts his head on your shoulder. He’s quiet, and unsure what he should say next. But you don’t say anything, and you decide he should be the one to speak first. He wraps his arms around your middle, and you change positions so his cheek is smushed on your chest now, your arms wrap around his waist. You could fall asleep like this, but you’re determined to stay up until miles tells you what’s on his mind. Even if you already know, he should let it out and talk about it. He always ends up telling you what’s bothering him, he’s practically an open book. At least in your mind, though you do suppose he is good at keeping secrets from others. Not the point though, you were there when it all transpired. You know what he’s upset about.

“How are we gonna get home?” miles finally asks, confirming your suspicions. He truly had no idea what he was doing, and what either of you were going to do. You’re both stuck in the wrong dimension with no way to get home. “How am I gonna save my dad?” he wonders aloud. You’re not sure yourself, you opt for one of your hands reaching for his back and rubbing his back in a circular motion as a means to comfort him.

“I don’t know.” you admit, but you continue before he could say anything, “but what I do know, is that you can do anything. Even the impossible. Eres el hombre más increíble que conozco. You’ll figure it out.”

miles shakily sighs, “I don’t know.” he says, so unsure of himself. “You don’t have to.” you say, “give yourself a moment. Recollect yourself. Cry if you need. Te protegeré.”

He truly doesn’t know how to thank you for everything you’ve done for him, continue to do for him. The support and love you’ve always given him, the advice you’ve given him, he knows there’s truly nobody quite like you.

There’s a moment of silence between you and hobie. While this wasn’t exactly an uncommon occurrence when the two of you just chilling out, this time felt very different. Instead of a rather calm and tired expression at this time of night he seemed so defeated, though that tiredness seemed more like exhaustion. And you come to the conclusion a canon event had to have happened for him to wear such a sad expression. It was only recently he had taken upon the role as spiderman in his dimension, or as everyone called him, spiderpunk. You know the whole spider thing is new to him, how stressful it can be to be on your own like this. You’ve been there too, and not that long ago. In your dimension you’ve only been a spider person for a couple months.

You stand up from your place on the couch, walking up to him. You want to feign surprise, not knowing what’s happening. But you know. And you know that he knows, as he always does. Spider people typically aren’t good at lying. “You know, dontcha.” he simple says, voice rather quiet for somebody like him. “Yeah.” you eventually say, “it happens to all of us.” you admit. “For Miguel it was his wife, his daughter. For Peter it was his uncle. For me it was my mother. This is just.. part of the course.” you say, as if it’s just something to shrug off. Hobie can’t help but feel sick to his stomach upon you doing that, cause it doesn’t feel like the you he knows. The you he knows wouldn’t stand for some… cycle, some faux destiny. It’s not like you to just give up and treat something like this as just… it.

But he’s too upset to press you about it, so he rests his forehead on your shoulder and no longer says any words. You wrap your arms around him in an embrace and he allows it. “I know you probably have a lot of questions.” you say, and he’s always taken aback at how you’re the only person he’s ever met that can read him like a book. Then again, spider people are not good liars.

“For now, what I’ll tell you is this.” you start, “you’re going to lose people. It’s going to happen if you continue this line of work. The hard lesson to learn about this job is that we can’t save everyone. At least, not alone.” you continue, “but together, we can.” you say, and upon these words he feels a bit more relieved that you hadn’t fallen down some algorithm. You haven’t given up nor are you falling in line with some dumbass rules Miguel has set up.

“I can’t exactly provide you the best advice.” you admit, “pero siempre estaré aquí apoyándote. Puedes contar con ello.” you say, and hobie smiles for the first time that day.

Pavitr has never been like this, but it’s to be expected. At least, in your mind.

He clutches you like a lifeline, and if it weren’t for your super amazing spider strength you think you’d be in a ton of pain right now with the way pav is holding onto you.

You’re not even the one that nearly died. Pav nearly lost his best friend, gayatri as well as her father who also seemed to mean a lot to him. You don’t know much about him and singhs relationship, but you know it’s rather complex. Pretty hard on Pav and his friendship with his daughter, assuming they have a romantic relationship or something along the line. But this very man seems to adore Spider-Man. So naturally, complicated. But didn’t change the fact he meant a lot to Pavitr. He almost lost him. He almost lost two important people in his life. And if he almost lost them, could he have lost you?

He tries to reason with himself, you’re strong and can handle yourself fine but what if…?

“¡Basta!” you say, and it’s the first time he’s ever heard you yell at him. Because of this it’s quick to snap him out of the daze he seemed to be in. He can’t help but let a few tears slip out. You put your hands on his cheeks, worry seeping through your eyes. “Odio cuando haces eso. No me va a pasar nada, cariño. Puedo protegerme así que no te atrevas a preocuparte por mí.”

You wipe away his tears with your thumbs. “Mi amor, we’re gonna be okay.”

Peter sighs, and from that moment you know somethings wrong. You’ve known this Peter in particular a long time, there’s something obviously weighing on him. It certainly helps you’ve gotten to know so many versions of him, so many peters and so many of them are horrible liars. He is no exception.

You can’t help but wonder if it’s MJ related, which tugs are your heartstrings a bit. But you understand him, he lost his love. His first love in fact, and he’s not willing to let her go. You understand. You remember your first love, Gwen. Just a pretty blonde in your science class, but you fell hard. And so did she. To her death, that is.

You sit next to him on the balcony, “wanna talk about it?” you offer, and he can’t help the sigh that escapes him. “I don’t know.” he admits, but as soon as he says that he feels himself leaning on you.

“Have you ever thought of becoming a parent?” he asks, and you can’t help but be surprised by his question.

Now it’s your turn to sigh. “Yeah, I suppose.” you shrug, “not that I’d be able to have one, but yeah.”

“Really?” he wonders, and you nod. “Both me and Gwen, at least in my dimension, were physically unable to have kids. The same went for me and my own Peter.” you shrug, “not that I was interested at the time though. It’s moreso a ‘what if I could’ situation.”

“I want a kid.” he admits.

“So did MJ, and she still wants a kid.”

You feel your heart sink for a moment, before deciding it was his time of need, not yours. You’re both far too old for shit like this. You’ll move on. Like you always do.

“I could give her what she wants.” he continues.

“But I don’t know if… I can? I guess?”

“What do you mean?” You inquire.

“It’s a lot of things. I mean, what if I’m a bad dad? What if I’m not there enough? And besides that point, even if I do go through with this, the kid would have to deal with having parents that aren’t even together.”

It takes a minute for you to process his words, especially the last part. “Wait… why wouldn’t you two be together?” he shrugs, “because she deserves better.” he says, but it doesn’t seem like the full truth. “And besides I wanna be with somebody else.”

He tries to be subtle with his next words, “they can’t have kids, so I think this is a next best option. At least, when I’m ready and they’re ready and we’ve been dating long enough where it wouldn’t be weird to ask.”

You can’t help but wonder if it’s you he’s talking about.

But for the time being, you ignore it and put an arm around his shoulder, “Pues deja de preocuparte. Serías un gran padre.”

he cracks a smile and thanks you.

Jessica is always well put together, it’s something you’ve always known about her. But there’s something off about her.

You think you know what’s up, but you know better than to think you know everything going on with Jess. She’s not exactly an open book, only is when she wants to be.

She kept a lot of her personal life away from you, as a means to protect you from that. Either that or she wanted her privacy, which you also understood.

It wasn’t uncommon for her to touch her stomach, admire it, the excitement of a new life was adorable in your eyes. But her relationship with her husband was something she never relayed to you, she never talked about him and if she ever did it was briefly. A part of you wondered if it was because she knew how you felt and wanted to spare you. A part of you hoped that was all it was, and that there was nothing else going on.

But you’d be wrong, as you often were.

She lets a few tears shed, and it’s the first time you’ve seen her cry.

“I don’t think I love him anymore.” she finally admits, and you have a feeling it’s the first time she’s admitted this to anyone, even herself.

“I don’t think I ever did.”

“I don’t even think I like men, period.”

And this puts you into a even bigger state of shock, woah.

“I think I just wanted a baby.” she continues, “and it didn’t matter who it was with as long as I got one.”

“I thought, it was because I loved him so much I wanted to start a family but…” she turns her head away from you, “I don’t think I ever felt a damn thing for him and I’m scared and I feel so guilty.”

All you can do is wrap a comforting arm around her,

“No pasa nada. Siempre estaré aquí Jessica, lo sabes. Podemos resolver las cosas juntos.”

she leans into you despite her mind telling her to pull away, don’t be soft, don’t give in.

But she does.

She gives in to her deepest desire.

She gives into you.

Miguel is never this clingy. Something is wrong, and you feel it. It’s not just his aura, it’s his body language. It’s the fact that his face is shoved into your stomach, desperate for you to not only not hear him at all, but not see him. You feel his sorrow, his shame, his guilt, his anguish. But most of all you feel his regret and his grief and you automatically know what’s wrong.

You run your fingers through his hair, something he normally hated but in times like these truly loved more than anything and it calmed him down so quickly. He still doesn’t know how you do it, honestly. You make him putty in his hands without even trying and honestly that terrified him. To be so weak, so soft, when it comes to you.

“Vamos, cariño.” you say, “let me see you.”

He’s not quick to comply, but he eventually does with enough head scratching. You sigh at how distraught he looks. You hate this, you really do. You hate seeing him upset, that one injury of yours could send him spiraling like this.

“No voy a morir tan fácilmente, sabes. Ten un poco de fe en mí, ¿quieres?”

“Lo sé.” he replies, shakily.

“I’m just scared of losing you too.”

You kiss the crown of his head, “I know. But trust me when I say a little injury is not going to kill me. I’ll be okay.” you try to reassure him.

He nods, but you have a feeling he doesn’t believe you.

Even after all these years, you don’t know how to help him.

[thebestofoneshots]

babe i’m so sorry i wanted to do this so long ago and shit happened BUT IM READY TO DO IT NOW!!

so can i just say I KNEW IT!!! I KNEW SHE WAS A FOX AND THE MOMENT WHEN SHE TURNED INTO A FOX WAS SO WORTH THE WAIT LIKE THE BUILD UP TO THAT MOMENT WAS BEAUTIFUL!!!!

the way she ran to hide under sirius and nuzzled against him to reassure him??? god i love them especially when sirius was telling her to run and she did but still hesitated

AND THEN PETER OMG PETER!!! i would die for young peter. the way he was nudging her paw and she picked him up as she ran

but i can’t imagine how the marauders were feeling in that moment like having to hurt your friend to protect your other friend??? i know james and sirius felt horrible.

but the chase scene was so intense like i was at the edge of my seat the entire time!

when reader found the hole and was trying to get in but couldn’t because her shoulder? just imagining how painful that must have been is insane. and then moony trying to pull her out? i feel like people don’t realize how horrifying this is!

reader pulling through and squeezing herself into that hole shows how strong she is not just physically but her will too ya know?

but then peter comes along placing his little rat hand on readers paw and i can imagine it and it’s so cute 😭 and then he does a little dance to keep her awake tapping her snout if she does start to fall asleep. i imagine him like one of the little jumping mice from coralline! god i love this version of peter 🥹

AND THEN READER TEYING TO GET TO REMUS?? like even when she’s hurt she’s fighting to see her man’s and the way sirius was being so gentle with her 🥹

and LILY!!! THE WAY SHE WAS SO WORRIED ASKING ABOUT HER FRIEND!!! I LOVE HER SM!!! and when sirius was trying to hint that the fox is reader and lilys first conclusion is “OMG THEY TURNED HER INTO A FOX!!!” 😭😭 also dr lily is the best out there let’s be so fr! like she was on that shit like white on rice!!!

AND THEN READER GOING BACK TO CHECK ON REMUS!?!?!? LORD TAKE ME NOW SHES SO JDKSISSKSOWN and and then when remus looked over and saw reader he turned away because he didn’t want reader to see him like this ☹️ like he was ashamed??? BABY YOU HAVE NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED ABOUT!!!

sirius’ little “no way in hell am i leaving her” 🤭 like omg stawp! he’s so boyfriend

but when reader was trying to make jokes to help lighten the mood even though she was in pain like WHY IS SHE SO CARING??? she always puts everyone else’s needs in front of hers like always trying to check on remus or trying to make sirius and lily feel better with a joke! like she doesn't really stop to think if she’s ok until there’s no one else around for her to check on.

AND THE WAND!!! YOU BROUGHT UP THE WAND AGAIN!!! HAHAHAHA!!! I LOVE THE WAND TALK!!! love how lily is like “you used his wand 😧” and reader is like “yeah 🤷‍♀️” LIKE IT WAS NO BIG DEAL?!?!? and and lily bring up the fact the wand is a girl by saying “she’s picky” BUT BUT BUT not with sirius!!!! AND THE WHOLE “looks like rem’s wand likes us very much” YOU WANNA KNOW WHO ELSE LIKES YOU VERY MUCH?!?!? REM!!!! REMUS DOES!!! OPEN THOU EYES!!! AND WITNESS THE TRAGEDY OF YOUR OBLIVIOUSNESS!!!!

and the way i literally screamed when the moonflower survived!!! I WOULDVE CRIED IF ALL OF THIS HAPPENED FOR NOTHING!! (well not for nothing but you know)

also the whole talk about how reader has change and sirius awkwardly trying to explain her “proportions” have changed 💀 i love how they’re still like awkward around each other sometimes like yes they clicked when they saw each other again almost immediately but they still haven’t seen each other in years and things change. sirius realizing that reader changed in this way just reminds him and i think it’s cute

THE CUDDLING IS SO FUCKING CUTE BTW!!! PERFECT WAY TO END THIS CHAPTER!!! I LOVED IT ALL SO MUCH AND AGAIN IM SO SORRY FOR THIS BEING SO LATE!!!

honestly i might not do one this long for the other chapters probably just on my favorite parts instead of the whole thing but i doubt you even care for the long ones anyways lmao

OK THATS ALL IM GONE!!! 🫡

Ugh no! I absolutly love the long ones! They're my favourite thing I promise! And yes, so many things and tiny little details hidden in plain sight, right?

Going to Sirius for protection, and yet still being so worried for Remus because she doesn't want him to get hurt, like girl's bleeding and yet she's worried about her friends!

So happy you liked the chase scene, I was really trying to get the action feel vibes, and the tension going on like, yeah the boys are here but she's still in danger, it was so thrilling to write tbh.

Honestly, Peter is a total sweetheart at the moment, I feel so bad that he may or may not have a corruption arc, especially because I really wanted to portray his friendship with the boys, like he was supposed to be their best friend, and that's why his treason is as painful as it was (ugh so tragic).

Dr. Lily is the best, no one can change my mind. Like from the beginning she's shown to care for people, I thought it'd make so much sense for her to be some kind of healer or helper, especially when we're told by Remus that she was always kind and empathic. I really like the contrast between her and the reader, kinda of shows that women come in different shapes, sizes and personalities. Like they both care so much about their friends but in different ways, if that makes sense?

Don't get me wrong, I head cannon her as a brilliant duellist and I think she could have been a Charms teacher or even a fierce auror, but I think she'd be so talented because she trained in med magic and she always managed to keep her partners in one piece. Like especially when you think about the sacrifice she made for Harry, she was a brilliant witch and even if she never actually worked, because she was in the order, I still think she has great potential as a character.

I really love Lily, can ya'll tell?

Told you the wand thing would come back! Of course, there's a reason Remus' wand allows both Sirius and Vixen to use it seamlessly (。•̀ᴗ-)✧

YOU WANNA KNOW WHO ELSE LIKES YOU VERY MUCH?!?!? REM!!!! REMUS DOES!!! OPEN THOU EYES!!! AND WITNESS THE TRAGEDY OF YOUR OBLIVIOUSNESS!!!!

"Witness the tragedy of your obliviousness" might be one of my favourite things you've ever said. Also, it sums up Gilded Constellation so well, it's perfect, thank you <3

Ugh yes, my girl's spirits were lifted when she found the flower bc omg Wolfsbane potion, is a freaking URGENT NEED!

And the proportions part was a must, they're teens, after all, the tension is going to be there hehe. And of course there was cuddling, I think after the hell of a night she had, she deserves some cuddles. But also I just love cuddles, they make me soft.

As always, I love your analysis, thanks for sharing babe!

Read Gilded Constellations

[80pairsofcrocs]

baby scarab || 34

anon - reader getting anxious in public when there are too many ppl around? I used to anchor my hand in my dad's sweater for comfort

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anon - I have a feeling when we do meet Peter again it's in an alley way, and Casper walks by and he's like oh hey y/n!! And sees them just sitting there and he's like,...okay

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anon - Okay so this is about the murder of crows! What if one day Steven, Marc, and Jake are walking with Y/n and just talking then the murder of crows just swoops down on Y/n while their in the T pose, some in her hair and what not. Then they say "I AM THE GOD/GODDESS/ DEITY OF CROWS MOTHERF****RS" and starts running with the crows in their hair with even more crows following them. Sorry if this is weird! Bit I love baby scarab ❤️

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anon - Request for baby Scarab series (I love ur series btw): Y/N and Marc/Steven/Jake go patrol. Y/n saves a child and takes them to their parents. After seeing that happy family reunion, she feels upset and wishes she had loving parents as a small child. Khonshu turns Y/N into a child while she's asleep. You can ignore/ delete this. Sorry 😅

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A/N : these are all cute so imma make a mostly fluff chapter :))

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : enjoy some weird bird stuff and peter finally meeting casper(kinda)!! also yay more patrolling!

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

playlist

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), language, spidey stuff, fluff, more fluff, moon boys being dads, peter being peter, casper being casper, violence, car accident and a hostage(?). let me know if i missed anything

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you were so thankful for the dreamless nights you’ve had the last two nights.

you tried your hardest to not to fall asleep, but marc always ended up bribing you into it.

now you have discord nitro. to marc’s dismay.

it was morning now, you having just woke up, jake laying under you as you had your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

heartbeats became very calming to you, now that you could hear them more clearly.

jake was still asleep though, which was a good thing because ever since you told them about the dream you had, and asked them those alarming questions, they were back to worrying.

only about your sleeping habits of course, they didn’t want you to be tired or not feel like yourself at all, they wanted you to feel well rested, and back to your usual self.

the person you were before you started being afraid of going to sleep.

they noticed that every now and then you’d peak around a corner, just claiming to have heard something when really you saw harrow and that alligator thing again.

they were watching you- someone was at least.

you didn’t know how or exactly why.

you were nervous to ask anyone too, since you’d noticed that talking about harrow made marc and steven uncomfortable and jake just refused to answer.

but if it was for you they might talk about it. but wouldn’t that be taking advantage of them?

no, because you’re not forcing them to talk about it.

but maybe they feel obligated to talk about it because it’s you.

you feel jakes breathing become a bit quicker, signaling that he was awake now, so you sigh and sit up beside him.

“how long have you been up?” is the first thing he groggily asks.

“just a few minutes” you say honestly.

“and did you-“

“yes, i slept fine” you cut him off, and he gives you a look.

you’re staring forward when they appear again, harrow next to the alligator.

you freeze in place and refuse to blink, scared you’ll end up back in that facility.

jake noticed your change in expression, your neutral one replaced with fear.

“y/n?” he doesn’t touch you, but he hovers his hand over your shoulder in case you need to be shaken out of anything.

it makes him confused when you shakily point at where you see them, and when he looks of course there’s nothing there.

“darling are you feeling alright?” you hear steven ask and you snap out of it, blinking rapidly as they disappear without a trace.

you just nod and turn to jake hesitantly. “i need to tell you guys something”

they all nod, the mirror on the nightstand showing both marc and steven.

“don’t freak out” you start. “but i keep seeing harrow. and an alligator” you say and marc’s the first to react.

“what? what do you- what do you mean? is it like before you got.. before you were taken?” he rants and you nod.

“yeah and it’s also about that dream i had” 

they all go quiet after that, waiting for you to explain.

“i was.. i was in a mental hospital or something” you start while steven and marc glance at each other.

“you three said you were my doctors, and kept trying to convince me that this life i have didn’t exist” you say referring to what’s happening right now.

“he was there. he told me that casper was the reason i was there but he would never..” you trail off, all three men looking at you with different expressions.

steven was terrified, this dead man was plaguing your dreams now and making you afraid of them. 

jake was full of rage, and if he could kill harrow a second time he most certainly would. without hesitation.

now marc, he was torn. he knew those questions you asked were unnerving, but he didn’t know you were actually being serious.

none of them did, so they didn’t think much about it.

they felt like idiots for not checking on you and making sure you were actually okay.

even though there was nothing they could do about it.

“it all just felt so real” you add, taking a breath and looking to jake. 

“thank you for telling us” steven is the first to respond.

“it must have been hard”

“that’s what she said” you whisper, all three of them struggling to hold in a small laugh at your sudden response.

that’s when luna decides to jump up on the bed, and quickly curl up in jakes lap.

“buenos dias, gato” he says, scratching behind her ears.

you chuckle and watch as the other one jumps up too, this time just sitting in between you two on the bed.

“we still have to name her” you say, shaking your head.

“hm. what about cashew” jake suggests and you snort. the cat just blinks up at him.

“or ham” you speak up, the cat looking to you and blinking.

“this is going to be difficult” steven observes and you nod.

you notice jake slouch down a bit, signaling that steven was now present.

“bastet” another blink.

“cleopatra?” steven asks again, and getting another blink.

“you can’t just name everything after egyptians” marc tells steven and he scoffs.

“i can and i will, cracker”

“don’t call me a cracker”

“then you try naming her” steven gives up control, marc now fronting and just staring at the cat in his lap before shifting his gaze to the other one.

“i’m not naming it” 

“she needs a name” you speak up and marc rolls his eyes.

“fine. joe”

“pfft- seriously?” you ask and marc gives you a look.

“steven jr”

“aw”

“pfft- seriously” marc mocks you and you smack him in the arm.

luna just continued to purr in marc’s lap while the other one started to lick her paw.

“what about oscar?”

“don’t name her after a hotdog, marc” you respond, and marc scoffs.

“may? can we name you may?” your words get no reaction from the cat.

you sigh and lean your chin on your fist, which is resting on your knee.

“this is impossible” you mumble.

“name her isaac”

“why? so you can drop an apple on her head?” you deny marc’s suggestion and you try to think of another one.

“star” you still get no response from the cat.

“travis the III” you and marc start taking turns suggesting names to the cat, wondering if she’d perk up at one.

“khonshu jr”

“luke”

“taweret”

“ethan”

“leia”

“pedro” 

marc’s final suggestion made the cat look right up at him, while you sit there gaping at the two.

“pedro?” he repeats and the calico stands up to lightly walk over to him, leaving little spots on the blanket where her tiny feet were.

marc hesitantly touches the cat, now known as ‘pedro’.

“i can’t believe she wants to be named pedro” steven observes and you nod.

“so we have luna and pedro” jake says, marc still lightly rubbing his fingers over the calicos soft back.

“kid, how would you like to go on a little field trip?” marc suddenly says and you furrow your brows.

“he’s trying to ask you if you want to go to the market with us” steven translates and you nod.

“i ran out of pop tarts”

“we know, that’s why we’re asking” marc tells you and you smile, looking down at the kittens.

“when are we leaving?” you ask, and steven fronts again so he can talk to you properly.

“an hour?” he responds and you nod. “cool, since we need proper cat food so you stop feeding them salami” steven tells you and you scoff.

“but they love it”

“it’s bad for them”

“no it’s not”

“yes it is”

“no-“

“zip it. both of you” marc interrupts and you roll your eyes.

“get those things off you and get ready” he tells both you and steven, referring to the cats.

“they aren’t things-“

“just get ready or we aren’t getting you any pop tarts”

you were up in a flash, steven chuckling at you while you rushed to get ready for the day.

~~~

it was almost an hour later, and you were on your way back to the guys flat.

you had left just to get ready, saying bye to the kitties before you left with a pout.

you miss your new children.

so you had showered and gotten freshened up, just opting to wear comfortable clothing since it was just a trip to the store.

you heard footsteps going towards the door as you approach it, they were softer than marc’s and jakes so that means steven was still in control of the body.

the door opens and you see steven looking down and closing the door carefully after stepping out, not noticing your presence yet.

once the door clicks shut and he locks it, he notices you and flinches a bit.

“sneaky little thing, you are” he mutters, nodding for you to follow him as he starts towards the elevator.

you silently follow, it being a quiet ride down, and a quiet walk out of the building until you both get outside, the sidewalks crowded with people.

“why’s it so busy?” you ask, and steven shrugs. 

“tourists” 

“hm”

you almost get shoved only a few steps out, steven making sure to pull you close to him so that you don’t get hit.

“bloody idiots” you hear him mumble, and you snort.

you end up making it to the market fine, just being sure to dodge cranky tourists along the way.

it was considerably less busy in the store, while made you sigh in relief.

steven chuckles at you and grabs a basket before leading you around the store.

they only needed basic stuff, like bread or whatever.

plus cat necessities.

and of course your pop tarts.

steven patiently waited in line for you while you got your pop tarts, and his eyes widened when you brought back quite a few boxes.

quite a few being six. with four packages in each. two pop tarts in each package.

“don’t worry i’ll pay for them” you say and steven shakes his head at you.

“y/n?” you hear from behind you, making you turn around.

it was grace and casper, grace being the one to first notice you.

“hi miss hart, casper” you nod at them and they nod back.

“i already told you to call me grace” she chides, shifting her eyes to steven. “who’s this?” she asks.

“my name is steven. with a v” he introduces, earning a nod from grace.

“and you’re y/ns.. father?” she waves her had, gesturing for one of you to continue.

“something like that” steven shrugs and you nod.

you’re about to say something when there’s a loud crash from outside and screaming from all the people out there.

“what the..” you hear casper mutter and you back away from everyone once you realize that even stevens attention was focused outside.

you backed away to the bathroom, locking the door behind you and spotting a window.

perfect.

“khonshu” you call out quietly, and he appears in front of you.

“yes, spider child?” he says and you go to answer right away.

“can you give me the suit? just for a couple minutes i have to-“ he cuts you off by making the suit envelope your body, and just disappearing again.

“thank you” you mutter into thin air, letting the mask go over your face as you run out to open the window and crawl out of it.

you climb up onto the roof, seeing that there was a man, a small child with a knife to his throat, and a crowd around them.

you also notice the two cars that had collided off to the side.

you decided to jump for the kid first, landing with one hand on the ground and the other in the air, the crowd backing up to give you space.

the man holding the knife glares at you. “one more step and i slit his throat” he snarls at you and you shake your head, eyes narrowing.

“just let him go, and we can sort this out” you suggest and he shakes his head.

the little boy was trying his hardest not to cry, and you could tell.

“what do you want?” you ask the man, making him confused.

“what?”

“why are you here? what did this kid do to you?” you ask and you see the man lightly lose grip on the knife.

it was silent for a moment before you sense something on the roof above you, and then a web shoots out from above, the child sticking to it and being pulled upwards. 

the man was quick to react, throwing the knife upwards and to the source, that being peter in his spider suit.

he was knocked back trying to dodge it, and the child went falling right back towards the ground.

it’s as if time slowed down- you shot a web out at a light post, thrusting yourself upwards to catch him, then falling and rolling to the ground, still clutching the kid in your arms.

you saw peter had disarmed and webbed the man to the wall, and is now helping the people in the car accident.

the kid in your arms was crying and clutching onto your suit, two adults running towards you two on the floor.

“is he yours?” you ask quietly to the adults, them standing a few feet away from you.

“yes- yes that’s our ben!” the mother exclaims, holding back tears.

you slowly stand up, letting go of the kid as he ran to his parents.

your shoulder hurt from the impact, making you hold it as the parents look back to you.

“thank you- thank you so much” the father says to you, all three of them going to turn around, the police approaching them as you just stare off with a smile.

with the help of peter, you saved that kid.

the first time you could do anything right- as the ‘spider vigilante’ to be precise.

peter was finished with the whole car situation, moving to come towards you so that he can help you.

“hey, are you okay?” he asks but he notices that your mind is elsewhere.

you felt a pang in your heart when those parents came over on the bridge of tears, thanking you for saving their son.

they were so.. well.. they were a family, that little boy had a family that rushed over the moment they knew their kid was safe.

you were jealous, but it wasn’t a bad jealous.

it was a sick feeling in your stomach, the kind that made your eyes tear up without your consent, the kind that made you feel that longing you always felt when you saw happy families.

that could’ve been you at some point.

and there would’ve been no one.

no a single person would come for you after you were safe.

not until now of course, but not when it mattered.

“we gotta go, the cameras are here” you hear peters voice, while he grabs your hand and leads you to an alley way, where your mask fades away only when you’re completely alone.

“hey- y/n. are you okay?” he snaps a finger in front of your face, making you come back into focus.

it was just then that he noticed the tears in your eyes, that his eyes softened, and only for a split second before three pairs of rushed footsteps coming towards you two.

peter stands tensely until you put a hand to his shoulder, signaling it was fine and that you knew them.

“y/n!” you hear stevens voice exclaim, him being the first to embrace you in a tight hug, you reciprocating it instantly.

“don’t you ever do that again, you hear me, young lady?” he starts. “but oh my gosh, that was so brave of you and we’re so proud of you” he takes a breath.

“but do you know how scared we were when you just disappeared?” he pulls away from the hug, holding you by your shoulders. 

“but then again, you and.. that other..” he shifts his gaze to peter, mask still on who was just standing and observing.

casper just hesitantly waves to peter, who does the same. you had a feeling that casper would want to know who exactly he was.

“who-“

“i can explain everything, just not today” you nod and steven nods as well.

“marc and jake have a few words to share with you anyways” steven whispers to you and you cringe, steven stepping away as casper comes closer, his mom wide eyed behind him.

you put your arms out and he immediately throws himself at you, holding you close to him.

he had one arm around your waist and the other holding the back of your head, so that your face was buried in his neck.

“that was the most amazing thing i’ve ever seen but please be more careful” he whispers and you nod against him, your arms going to wrap around his neck.

“she won’t tell anyone, right?” you ask him referring to his mom.

“no, she’s just in shock” he chuckles and you do the same, breaking the hug.

“alright, we’ll we have to get going now” steven breaks the silence, the grocery bag by the entrance of the alley blowing in the wind.

“thank you” you say to peter, who nods and jumps from wall to wall until he gets to the roof.

“casper, you didn’t tell me y/n was-“

“yeah, it kind of defeats the whole anonymous superhero thing” you interrupt.

casper chuckles and walks backwards until he meets his mom, taking her hand and leading her away.

“i’ll see you” casper says and you nod, you and steven now following after him, but going in the opposite direction of the harts.

steven picked up the bag first, of course, and the suit left your body right before anyone could see it.

the news and everyone was still there, and so was the family, reminding you of your extremely short breakdown you almost had is peter hadn’t snapped you out of it.

the crowds everywhere made your breathing quicken, so you didn’t even think before taking stevens free hand in your own, trying to calm yourself down.

he didn’t mind either, just as long as you were comfortable.

steven smiled too, he noticed that you’d calmed down once you took your hand in his, therefore giving it a reassuring squeeze.

you quickly made it back home, away from the crowds and as steven is unlocking the door, you apologize.

“‘m sorry” you mumble, steven looking to you in confusion.

“for what specifically?” marc asks and you scoff.

“for.. uhm.. the hand thing” you mumble, not sure of what to say.

steven gives you a comforting smile and opens the door, both of you walking in, the kittens both asleep on the couch.

“don’t apologize-“

“for that” marc cuts in, steven putting a hand up to make him shut up.

steven sets the bag on the counter, you sitting up next to it.

“what i was trying to say is that it’s okay, don’t apologize”

“i didn’t make you uncomfortable, did i?” you ask and steven shakes his head.

“you could never”

“wanna bet?” you smile at him innocently and he chuckles.

steven suddenly went away, and was replaced by marc, which made your smile fade in the slightest, knowing he was going to have a talk with you about what happened.

you figured you could just escape to the bathroom and web the door shut until he calms down, but when you went to move away he put and arm on each side of you, resting on the counter to stop you.

you sigh and wait for him to speak, not expecting him to say what he did.

“i’m so proud of you” he starts, making you gasp softly. “you didn’t get hurt, did you?” he asks then shakes his head.

“nevermind- just, i.. you did so good out there” he tells you, and you feel your bottom lip shake so you bite it to stop.

“you did beautifully” he finishes, and that’s when the dam breaks, and you look down at your lap.

“oh honey, don’t- why are you crying?” marc asks softly, moving both his hands so that he’s holding your face, making you look back up at him.

“i thought you’d be mad again” you say through your tears, and marc shakes his head.

“i told you, i.. i trust you to do what’s right” he starts. “now how about we calm down and you can give pedro and luna their new toys” he says softly and you chuckle, gently pushing his hands away to wipe your tears.

“thank you, marc” you slip off the counter, marc stepping back to let you stand.

“jake got both of them matching sweaters” marc informs you and you laugh, digging into the bag to find all your regular groceries and finding two little light blue sweaters. 

just plain blue, nothing special but they were still cute.

“the gatos deserve it” you hear jake and you chuckle before seeing him take the wheel.

the metaphorical wheel, of the body.

jake takes all the regular groceries out of the bag before going in the middle of the floor, and dumping all the cat stuff on the ground, you following ad the cats go to sit in front of him.

jake sits down on the ground and you do so next to him as well, looking through the assortment of cat toys.

aside from the cat food, and small litter boxes and litter.

the cats just stare at all the new toys with tilted heads, jake ripping the tags off everything and leaving them on the floor.

probably to make steven clean up later.

jake clicks his tongue a couple times, making luna go to him while pedro’s attention stays on the toys.

jake hands you one of the small sweaters, then goes back to luna who is batting at him.

you chuckle and put a hand out, pedro coming over to you and rubbing her face against it.

you grab her so that she’s sitting in front of you so that you can get the sweater around her neck and her paws through the holes.

when you finish, pedro looks up at you with her big green eyes and meows at you.

you smile and look to jake who had successfully put the sweater on luna as well, the two kittens matching.

~~~

it was a quiet night, and it was spent with you and jake playing with the small animals until they got too tired and fell asleep on each other.

you both had to move the toys and the trash so that nobody would trip on one.

which you could totally see that happening.

not to you- but to steven. he trips on thin air sometimes when he doesn’t have his grandma glasses.

he doesn’t completely fall though, it’s just a small hiccup.

you and jake were now just sitting on the bed after dinner, and you were beating his ass in uno.

“how are you so good at this?” he asks, you reversing it then adding a plus two.

you’re about to answer when there’s a tap at the window. 

you both freeze and look over, and relax once you see a crow.

jake hums as you get up to open the window, the crow just flying in and landing on your shoulder, dropping a dime on the floor.

you turn to jake who’s looking at you weirdly. 

“hey steven, is there a god of crows?” you ask and he hums in acknowledgment.

“well hathor is a crow but-“

“i think i’m the goddess of crows” you cut him off, another crow coming in and landing on your head, this one dropping a safety pin.

“never thought i’d live to see this” jake shakes his head.

“okay, go home, go back where it’s safe” you start, the crows chirping and flying out the window.

you close the window and smile to yourself.

“i see you’re making more friends” jake chuckles and you nod, scratching the dirt out of your hair and picking up your new gifts.

you set the shiny objects on the windowsill before going back over to jake.

“yeah, make fun all you want” you start, jake playing his card while you play yours after.

“just remember who’s beating your ass” you smile innocently at him and he scoffs.

“we’ll see, princesa, we’ll see”

~~~

you beat him. multiple times.

he got very frustrated.

like how couldn’t he beat a 16 year old girl at uno? it’s a game of chance really, it all depends on the cards you get.

even when he had two plus fours right at the beginning, he still lost somehow.

you eventually had to let him win so that he wouldn’t act like a cranky old man until you made it up to him.

he’s never going to let you forget that he beat you now, even though he knows full well that you let him.

the night ended with you falling asleep on him, at like 11.

he was on his back, while your head was tucked right underneath his chin, your legs on either side of him.

he had one arm around your back and the other cradling the back of your head.

it was comfortable for him.

it was comforting for him to hold you like this, since you trusted him enough.

he made sure you were actually asleep before going to sleep himself, but not before having a small chat with steven and marc.

marc was being 100% honest when he said he was proud of you.

they all were.

they saw right then and there that you were capable of so much, and that they were ere the ones slowing you down.

you weren’t stupid, you knew what you were doing.

they just couldn’t help but worry.

this doesn’t mean they don’t worry, it’s just that they know you’ll be okay.

as long as you come back to them.

as long as you come home.

~~~

A/N : cute but kinda rushed? ily all so much so thank you for the support!! seeya in two days!!!

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[quillkiller]

you asked for rarepairs and i'm here to deliver (but tbh most of my rarepairs are from you and a few from other people on tumblr that you might follow) (also i'm not sure how many of those are actually rarepairs)

one time you made a post about sybill x bellatrix (i usually call them sybella in my head or crystalkiller) and i LOVE them

sirius and barty (starkiller for me but i've seen some people call them supernova)

i've read a sirius, barty and evan pwp and it was so good and the dynamic was amazing, so i love them now

does dorlily count? because i'm OBSESSED with them i love them they are PERFECT

lilylene (there is something so perfect about them)

xenophilius x peter (silvertail), i've seen a tiktok about them once and was never able to move on

roseseeker because evan and regulus are cute together. i don't think that they ever dated for a long time, BUT they were each other's gay awekenings and i will die on that hill

regupete. they can do no wrong.

peter was in love with james btw it's canon in my head not nessecerily required but peter was in love

BARTYLILY AND LILYROSEKILLER (i hate how marauderstok treats them) they are so amazing together and i love them aaaaagh

i also really like sunkiller (aithusarosekiller's work) them as childhood friends to enemies to lovers is amazing

THANK YOU IM KISSING YOUR FEET AND BUILDING A SHRINE FOR YOU 💞

1. i call them sybella too!! and i think about them SO often and miss them dearly. i desperately need to finish the museum/siren fic im writing for them….. also me and @sugarsnappeases are currently losing our minds over ritasybill…. like oh my god

2. sirius & barty: so like im a wolfstar truther through and through and its the one pairing i will never budge one…….. however.. i am so on board with sirius and barty fucking and honestly! i think they should❤️

3. sirius & barty & evan…… listen king. i need you to send me that fic

4. DORLILY ARE EVERYTHING TO ME. ACADEMIC RIVALS TO LOVERS…….. hear me out. dorlilylus college au academic rivals to lovers, jealousy, messy, staying up studying all night together, falling asleep together, triangle drama trope that ends in a throuple .

5. lilylene: i dont have strong feelings about them but like also. ask me again in a week and im sure ive created an entire dynamic in my mind. lia has talked about them and lia is always correct. kara mentioned them the other day and what kara says is law to me ❤️

6. xeno/pete: honestly……….. yes. i need to find some fics on them.. like i can just see it u know..

7. roseseeker: listen. i was thinking about this today and why no one (that i’ve seen) ships them …..? and why ? like the seed has been planted in my mind im sure it’ll take root❤️

8. regupete. dont even get me started. they’re literally my friends. they talk to me through visions. through the tv screens and radios. fat stoner hipster peter with autism swag and his mean goth boyfriend sitting on his lap with a resting glare face. holding petes spliff for him. peter looking so pleased and in love. what if i started screaming

9. no because agreed. i love this hc so much and i honestly love it even more if they’ve never dated. like i love unrequited prongstail so much oh my GOD

10. BARTYLILY!!!!!! LILYROSEKILLER!!!!!! YEAH!!!!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!! i saw one single post about them on marauders tok and wanted to kms. i dont know what it is but the marauders fandom on tiktok are just collectively stupid. like not one single good or even interesting take ever

11 sunkiller is jarty right????? because ive been very pointedly against them. and vocal about it. but today i changed my mind out of nowhere and ive been spamming sude with their entire backstory……! like ive been losing my entire mind oh my god. im gonna check out aithusarosekillers work!!!! thank you<3

i hope u have a lovely night thank you for this ask 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

[disconnected-dragon]

since i like to project onto people (and because I just saw the barbie movie and it was fantastic)--

spider-kids doll collecting headcanons post time (brands, do they play with them, and other stuff)

miles: bratz and barbie collector, but likes Bratz the best. probably also has a dreamhouse that his dolls all live in. does actually play with his dolls sometimes and makes up insane/unhinged stories to cope with being spiderman. Just to distract. stand-in for Dok Ock (redressed Girlz Really Rock Cloe) gets her shit clocked a LOTTTTTTTTT by Tokyo a Go Go Sasha. He's sort of interested in doll repainting, but worries a bit abt wrecking the doll permanently. Esp with his Bratz collection, he almost had to sell a kidney for TAGG Sasha. He's been practicing with the cheap ten dollar Barbies you can buy in Wal-Mart, but he still feels kinda bad. Ganke keeps good watch over his school collection when he has to go be Spider-Man tho. They have an Understanding- Miles watches the Funko Pops when Ganke is at coding conventions, and Ganke watches the dawls when Miles has to fight Green Goblin.

gwen: barbie and monster high collector. just starting out so the collection's not really that big. however, she has all the movies torrented on her computer and watches them when she can't fall asleep. DEFINETELY plays with her dolls too, like has an entire running soap opera going with them that's getting more and more complicated-- toralei is beach ken's bastard daughter that is trying to find the gold that creepover draculaura hid with the help of I Can Be A Mars Explorer barbie, and it only gets weirder from there. Her dad is baffled and confused by it, but she doesn't actually mind (in fact it might be the point). also, a little while after she restarted active collecting, miles gets a text at two am apologizing profusely for opening that collectible because her dad came in to clean her room and took Sweet 1600 Draculaura out of the box "as a treat" and THE TIES AREN'T GOING BACK IN

hobie: refuses to participate in the toxic consumerist nature that this hobby promotes while toy companies dump toxins into the air and kill our crops, while working in tandem with the horrifically abusive beauty industry to promote disgustingly unhealthy body standards to AFAB individuals. does hit the locally owned thrift store on occasion. does sleep with what he has all piled in his sleeping bag like a lil burrito. does carry his favorite around with him in his guitar case. as a little treat. doesn't discriminate with brands, his current favorite is a knockoff of monster high that nobody but him treasures. He jumpscares Miguel with her half zombie-fied face every five seconds and has her play peek-a-boo with Mayday. Peter B finds it funny, Miguel does not lol

pavitr: collects exclusively old and really obscure lines that nobody has ever heard of. Like he can give you a minute description of a random brand that you've never even heard of that lasted for like five minutes in the nineties before flaming out into the discount stores and then pull out their nib AND oob versions. all while saying "oh yeah, im not really into collecting that stuff. it takes up so much space, bro." He's still searching for one but pretends he isn't. also plays with them, along with Gayatri, and their stories are just the cutest sweetest things ever. like they're still batshit insane, don't get me wrong, the climaxes are always massive dance offs that involve the whole collection. but it always ends with their two dolls (Mystikats Azra for Gayatri and Tattoo Divas Shary for Pav) riding off into the sunset on one of the Struts dolls.

miles g (oh yeah that's right you though he'd be getting out of this): also bratz and barbie, and also likes Bratz the best. Since he has (some) Prowler Bux money's (mostly) not an issue. (Please don't ask him abt the noises he made when the Felicia repro was confirmed). He also has a Dreamhouse where they live, however it's shoved into his closet and if you ask him abt it, he will deny it. His stories are even more unhinged and insane then Miles, and usually involve running away from cops (redressed Wild Life Safari Cloe) who are trying to interfere with the hero's (the new pretty n punk sasha's) vigilante business. Which is why Hobie likes to join him a lot. Also into doll repainting, but actually even less confident then Miles-- he can do an amazing Bratz lip but the eyes? Forget it. And rn they're too expensive to buy en masse, so..... hooray :)

(none of them, except for hobie, let mayday play with their dolls. hobie does it because he can fix their hair later and also he doesn't believe in property. the others are too spooked. except for maybe miles, he gives her the barbies he's transformed into Weird Barbies. Peter B finds it so cute he could scream, and Miguel agrees. He never SHOWS it but he agrees.)

TL;DR: they are all very autistic and like to play with their dollies, the end.

[anemic-comedienne]

Forgetting all my boyfriends

A long time ago, I walked through a cemetery with my first boyfriend. We talked about the old adage that says a person dies twice: first when they die, and then the last time someone speaks their name. My first boyfriend was not a very outwardly emotional person. Some would say (read: I would say) that he lacked the ability to express very much emotion at all (this later contributed to many, many problems.) But he was sad that day. The graves that were no longer legible made him sad. The idea of being forgotten, the idea of forgetting others, made him sad.

It made me sad, too, but other things make me sadder. Forgetting the living makes me sadder than forgetting the dead. I won’t attach any moral value to the favoring of either feeling. It’s just something I know to be true about myself. I hate forgetting. I hate to forget. I hate forgetting even more than I hate being forgotten, and I hate being forgotten so much that sometimes I feel like it takes a physical toll. Like every time someone’s memory of me tarnishes, they erase a small part of one of my many veins. Back to the Future style, except smaller. Because this is real life, and in real life, everything is smaller.

I am in the middle of forgetting the living. Forgetting a person who is alive, I mean. Forgetting to think of him every moment, I mean. And it aches. Over Thanksgiving break, I told Peter how not-over it I was and Peter said all the things that you’d expect a good friend and generally level headed person to say: that it would get easier with time. That slowly, I would think of other things before him, and then I would hardly think of him at all. That I would, somehow, eventually, be okay – and probably sooner than I thought.

But I don’t want to stop thinking about him, I told Peter. Because the second I stop thinking about him, that’s when it’s really over.

This is what I wrote in my journal in October of freshman year:

The sad parts – the endings – are slipping away. And maybe that’s a little sad, too. Because I’ll never get to fall asleep on his chest again but also once I’m done wishing I could fall asleep on his chest again I’ll never make that wish again. I’ll never be sad about leaving home for the first time again. I’ll never feel that poignant feeling of loss in that exact way ever again. I wish I could wish to stay, one more time. If I want to go back in time, maybe some part of me really does.

I thought I was moving on when I wrote that, but I wasn’t. In fact, I think moving on is something that has to happen when you aren’t looking. If I am my own voyeur, then I can feel both the performer’s stage fright and the audience’s impatience at the same time. I can only perform alone. I can only perform when I’m not looking.

I still miss him. Of course I still miss him. But these days, I miss him out of habit more than anything. And all that missing, now, has become its own thing. It has grown legs and lungs and a heart. Legs and lungs so it can live without me, and a heart so that I can live without his.

True to his word, we are not friends. These are the first words I have written in years without some part of me wondering what he’d think of them. I am forgetting the imaginary version of him I have carried with me since we parted ways all those months ago. And, despite my worst fears/exactly as I feared, the real him breathes just the same. It turns out that I don’t erase the person who held my hand when I forget to ask myself what he’d think of me now. So I let him change, and I let myself believe he has changed. In small ways, because those are the most painful to believe, because those are the changes that mean I don’t know him anymore. But I don’t know him anymore. So I hold the things I thought I knew a little more loosely. And I let the missing go. Let it run, and breathe, and beat.

[that-fandom-godess]

The Lost Queen

Chapter XIII

My body is screaming in pain.

            I open my eyes slowly and see I am in a tent. Am I dead yet?

            I take a deep breath and my lungs can barely keep up. I look around and see that Peter is asleep in the chair next to me. I move a little bit and realize that the only thing that is covering me is a few blankets. I feel so thirsty. I hurt everywhere. Someone must have seen me like this to bring me here. I start to cry in pain and embarrassment.

            I try and calm myself down and realize that Peter is waking up. His hair is a mess and he has dark circles under his eyes. He looks around, trying to remember where he is, and finally looks at me. “How are you feeling?” He asks.

            “Everything hurts.” I am all too honest. “I’m also really thirsty.” He gets up and grabs a cup and uses a pitcher to fill it with water. Peter helps me sit up a bit and goes to hand it to me, but I am shaking too much. “Sorry.” I whisper as I accidentally spill some on the bed next to me.

            “Here.” He lifts the cup up to my lips and slowly lets the water run into my mouth. I end up drinking the whole thing. I lay back down, too weak to keep sitting up on my own. Peter sets the cup back down and goes out of the tent, leaving me alone. I can feel more hot tears sliding down my face. I don’t want to be alone. But I also don’t want to be alone with anybody else. 

            Jacob slowly comes into the tent, gauging my reaction. He comes up to my bed and asks “How are you doing?”

            I just shrug my shoulders painfully. I avoid eye contact as he just stands there awkwardly.

            “Can I take a look at you?”

            I just nod. Jacob comes closer and looks at what is not covered by the blankets.

            “Can I move this?” He gestures to the covers.

I just freeze and slowly shake my head ‘no’.

“Okay.” He just kind of stands there for a second. “Is there anything I can do?”

I think about it for a moment and say “no” almost too quiet to be heard.

Jacob walks out, leaving me alone once more. My mind starts to get the better of me and I can’t stop replaying that night. My body starts to heat up and I feel dizzy. Tears are streaming down my face and I can’t stop feeling their hands all over me. I start crying so violently that I can’t breathe right. I am gasping for air when two hands grab my shoulders. I try to scream, but due to the lack of oxygen in my body, all that comes out is a choppy sob. I try and fight off whoever is there when I hear a familiar voice.

“Sierra! It’s me, Alex. Please calm down. I didn’t mean to scare you.” I slowly stop fighting and I allow myself to be pulled into a tight embrace.

I eventually relax completely and allow myself to sob as hard as I could. I don’t know how long I was in that position, but when Alex let me go, his shirt was soaked with my tears and snot. I lay back down and pulled the blankets up to my chin, not because I was cold, but because I felt bare. “I have to get back to my chores, but if you need anything, blow into this.” He hands me a wooden whistle shaped like a bird. “I will hear it and come running.”

“Thank you.” I rub my fingers over the wood. He gives me one last look before leaving. I notice that it is getting darker and darker outside the tent. If I could find some matches or something, I could light one of these candles.

I use all my strength to sit up and swing my legs over the side of the bed, making sure to keep myself covered with the blankets. Just as I try and stand up, I feel immense pain in my legs and lower abdomen. I start to fall but a set of hands grabs me. “What do you think you’re doing?” I am hauled back onto the bed and look up at Peter.

“I was going to try and light some candles.” My gaze goes to the ground. “I don’t want to be in the dark.” All of a sudden, there is more light in the tent and I look around me to see that the candles have been lit by a wave of Peter’s hand.

“I want you to stay on that bed until we build your energy back up.” Peter sits back down on the chair from earlier.

“Okay.”

“Who did this to you?”

I knew this would come up sooner or later. I don’t want to tell because he might think I am just some whore who got what she asked for. “I don’t know.” A lie.

“Don’t lie to me, Sierra.” His demeanor completely changed from a caring friend to my interrogator. “I don’t like liars.”

“I swear I don’t know.” I am trying to sound as convincing as I can.

“I know you’re lying!” He bangs his hands on the bed and stands up. Peter gets close to my face. “Tell me.”

“Please don’t make me.” I am pleading.

“Why not?”

“You’ll think I’m a whore who just got what she asked for!”

“Well, are you?”

I shake my head no while biting my lower lip to keep from crying.

“Then why won’t you tell me!” He sounds angry, but I can tell by the way he is tugging on his hair that he cares.

“Because I don’t want to go back to the Enchanted Forest!” He sits back down and puts his head in his hands. We both take some much-needed breaths. “I can’t go back, or this will become all I am,” He looks up at me. “a whore.” Tears are creeping their way down my face and I can’t keep looking at him.

“Look at me.” I am too tired to disobey. “You won’t go back.” I can’t help but believe him. “But you need to tell me who did this.”

“Please don’t let them know I told you.”

“Them?” I nod.

“Daniel and Ben.” I say quietly.

Peter takes a deep breath and I see the anger building inside him. “I’ll be right back.” He gets up and storms out of the tent. All I can do is wait now.

I try to listen, but I think there is some kind of magic on the tent so it is soundproof.

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I must have fallen asleep because I was shaken awake by Alex and he looked worried. “Sierra! I came in to tell you that Pan threw Ben and Daniel in the cages, but you were crying.” He uses some of the blanket to carefully wipe away wetness that I didn’t realize was there. “Are you okay?”

“It was a nightmare, I think.” I don’t remember much of what I dreamt of, but it must have been bad. I change the subject. “So, what happened?”

“So, Pan went up to Daniel and Ben and was all like, ‘Is this how you treat your family? Do you beat and break them just for your own personal pleasure?’ and they acted all confused and Pan was like ‘You failed to get rid of the evidence.’ And he pulled out some bloody cloth and shoved it in their faces. They looked like ghosts they were so scared.” I was glad that they were caught, but it was kind of overwhelming having Alex go into detail about the clothes and how he said I was a part of their family. He must have noticed I was uncomfortable because he stopped talking about that and got me some more water.

“Thank you.” I was able to drink it myself and finished off another glass.

“I’ll let you get some rest. I’ll visit you in the morning.” He starts to leave. “Goodnight, Sierra.”

“Goodnight”

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Just as I’m about to fall asleep, Peter comes back in. “I’m assuming that Alex was here and told you what happened?”

I nod.

“They will be in cages until further notice.” He sits down. “You won’t have to worry about them.”

“Thank you, Peter.” I remember that I wanted to ask for something. “Could you bring me a nightgown so I don’t have to worry about keeping the blankets far enough up, please?”

He leaves and returns minutes later with a long, white, nightgown. I try and figure out how to get it on while sitting on the bed, without showing Peter too much skin. I am really struggling and almost fall over, when he catches me and holds me upright. I guess he noticed that I was trying hard to be modest and said, “Don’t worry about modesty, I told everyone to go to sleep so no one will come in, plus it’s nothing I haven’t seen.”

My face goes beet red and I finally get the gown on. “What do you mean?”

“Who do you think brought you here and cleaned you up?”

“That was you?”

“Well, it certainly wasn’t the mermaids.” I am speechless with embarrassment. I lay back on the soft pillow. “Do you want a candle still lit?” I just nod. He goes and blows all but one candle out and turns to leave.

“Goodnight Peter.”

“Goodnight.”

[violetrainbow412-blog]

VALENTINE HEDCANONS 💌

Ok I know I said I'm lazy but my homework can wait so I decided to do something short for valentine's day. I hope your day was beautiful and remember that love is not just a couple, it can take many different and beautiful forms <3

Characters including: Sirius and Regulus Black, TASM!Peter Parker, and Adrian Chase

Sirius Black

Sirius would go CRAZY about Valentine's Day

At the beginning of February, you would arrive desperately in the common room and approach the Marauders like:

“GUYS, WHAT AM I GIVING Y/N ON VALENTINE'S DAY?”

And they would just look at him with a "wtf, Sirius, that's in two weeks" expression.

Money is not a problem, even though you have always, ALWAYS told him you don't want anything flashy he always ends up putting on a huge show because come on, he is a super dramatic millionaire motherfucker that you love.

At first, he didn't like people discovering his soft side, but now he loves the fact that literally all of Hogwarts knows how much he loves you.

He would pay the Quidditch team to fly over the castle and hold up a sign with something like “I love you Y/N” which you are beyond embarrassed about. You want the earth to swallow you when you hear the laughter of all your friends.

But still, you greatly appreciate the gesture.

He also tries to do something himself, but in the end, it results in a horrible craft that you find by accident but still keep because you know Sirius tried his hardest.

He definitely writes you a letter, because although he may not seem like it, he is very skilled with words (in many languages, to tell the truth)

If you like flowers, Sirius would buy loads, but always make sure they came from a good place or he was helping someone in need because he knows you would have wanted it that way.

At the end of the day he would have a date (probably in the Room of Requirement to escape McGonagall's sight) with all your favorite food. He would put on a fancy suit and force you to wear nice clothes too (maybe even he would buy you the outfit)

“You know you don't have to do all of this, right, Siri? I will love you as it is”

"It's just my way of telling you how much I love you and I appreciate what you do for me" he whispered gently, gently kissing your hand "Besides I have to spend my parents' money on something, it won't take long for them to disinherit me"

Regulus Black

I highly doubt he knows about the muggle holiday to begin with, so after you start dating out you explain the whole dynamic to him, as he doesn't understand why so many people at Hogwarts are exchanging gifts and chocolates.

"I don't have a gift for you" he confesses sadly.

"It doesn't matter, love, it will be next year" you smile at him, leaving a kiss on his cheek.

And indeed, next year he tries to remember the date because he knows that it can mean something important to you.

Regulus is also a hopeless romantic like Sirius, the only difference is that he wants to pretend he isn't.

You know Reg, you know he's reserved and serious and so you understand that he maybe he may have forgotten or he just doesn't care, so you don't say anything. Until the morning of February 14, you find an enchanted scroll containing an invitation to spend the day just as he has prepared.

You make your way to the rendezvous point and find him shyly holding a pot of lavender plants that he tended himself for herbology class.

“Lavender helps to relax, so I thought you might like it”

So, you can't help but kiss him lightly on the lips and he allows himself to melt at your touch, not caring that all the Slytherins see it.

The day is full of small but meaningful activities for both of you, as well as gifts hidden throughout most of the castle (nothing exaggerated, maybe a ring, scarves, chocolates, etc) and at the end of the day he sneaks up to your room to read you a selection of poems made by himself.

And after reading a couple, you start to fall asleep on his chest.

“Reg” you pronounce before sleep overcomes you. He stops and hums in your direction "Thanks for today, you are the sweetest boy in the whole universe" you exclaim raising your head while leaving a deep kiss on his lips.

Then you just snuggle into his chest and continue to lull yourself to his voice, until you finally fall asleep in his arms.

Peter Parker

Among all his Spider-Man chores, Peter barely remembers it.

One night before he comes home exhausted and looking at the clock on his cell phone, he realizes that the date is February 13. Something echoes in his head, but not enough to give him much thought. It's not until he wakes up the next morning and sees people walking around the school with gifts that he remembers what day it is.

He would probably take advantage of his abilities as a superhero to escape from school and try to buy a gift that allows his economy, but he is surprised to see that the store clerk tells him to take whatever he wants.

"You always take care of us, it's the least we can do for... Mrs. Spiderman" they laugh and Peter hopes that whoever that person is, God will keep a special place for them in heaven.

Still, he doesn't abuse that trust and just grabs a couple of things, ready to go back to school and find you looking for him around the schoolyard.

“I had a spider emergency” he confesses sadly and that is half true. He offers you the gift and you smile broadly, promising to give him his later (you bought him something for his lab that was too bulky to carry around all day at school)

At night you decide not to go out to any restaurant because: 1.- probably everything would be full of people 2.- none of you have the great economic stability to pay for a small and very expensive portion of food and 3.- Peter and you always were very domestic.

So, you just spend the afternoon at his house, watching cheesy movies, eating chips or something, and having pizza for dinner from your favorite place.

And of course, Peter loves physical contact so there will probably come a point where the movie fades into the background and you just get on his lap to kiss him, or he lays you down on the couch to savor all your skin.

He would spend his time making silly puns like “I was caught in your web” that you would definitely laugh at.

That day he would completely ignore his superhero duties to devote himself to you, and after weeks he can finally get a restful night thanks to your gentle hands stroking his hair.

Adrian Chase

Adrian is a disaster at taking hints, let's start by saying that.

And he's also a disaster to show interest. Second point clarified.

So, you're not entirely sure if he likes you or not, so you prefer to make a casual invitation that could be interpreted as something friendly.

"Dude, what are you doing Monday night?" you asked looking at him over your desk.

"I have a shift at Fennel Fields," he replied with a shrug.

And the conversation went no further. He didn't even try to find out the reason for your question.

Then, you spend the entire weekend resigning yourself to the fact that he doesn't see you as a potential date or that he didn't even want to go on a date with you, so you constantly avoid him.

He immediately notices this change in your attitude and becomes more playful and sillier around you, but no matter how hard you try you still feel a little hurt.

Everything runs normally, you and the team continue to work, and come Monday you plan to go to a bar at night to drown yourself in alcohol. But you didn’t imagine that heavy rain would hit the city.

Yeah, damn rain in February like the universe hates you.

Then you have no choice but to lock yourself in your temporary apartment to watch movies, until halfway through Ghostbusters you hear a loud knock on the door.

“Adrian?” you asked scared. He was wearing his busboy uniform, he was soaked from head to toe, his hair fell over his face and his glasses were fogged up "What are you doing here?"

"Were you inviting me to spend the night with you?" he exclaimed gasping. It seemed that he had even run there.

"Sorry?"

"The other day. You asked what I would do on Monday and I realized that today is Valentine's Day so I thought maybe you were suggesting something” he pronounced. That man was completely insane "In case it doesn't, it's fine, I'll go back to my work—"

You would obviously interrupt him and force him past, offering him a towel to dry off and clean clothes that would probably fit him snugly, highlighting his waist and delighting your eyes.

After laughing for a long time at the situation, you would confess to him that your intention was indeed to invite him on a date and he smiles ashamed of having lasted days to understand it.

You call the supermarket and ask for everything you need to have a more or less decent romantic dinner: wine, cheese, fruit, bread, and even a box of chocolates to share with him.

You end up watching cult movies because come on, the guy is a fucking nerd.

All night you smile because, although it wasn't as you expected, in the end Adrian was your Valentine, in a very strange and funny way. But everything about him was strange and funny.

"I'm cold," he confesses. And although your first thought is to offer him a blanket, you can tell from the smile on his lips that he probably decided to start working on his hints.

So, you hold out your arms and he snuggles up to your chest playing absentmindedly with a loose thread from your warm sweater.

“Adrian” you call him at a certain point. He lifts his head "I want to kiss you right now" you say. The boy thinks it's all in his imagination, so he takes a moment to process the words, then nods frantically.

"Thanks for telling me directly or I would have reacted until next week" he laughs and lunges against your lips in a frenzy.

And yeah, you guys probably fucked after that.

[ttheriddlerr]

MOVING ALONG

summary : in which, peter breaks up with you and you move on.

warning : swearing and unedited

pairing : tasm!peter x reader & gwen stacy x reader

“you know what peter fuck you! fuck you and all your fucking promises!”

the anger within you was visible, you were so pissed. three years thrown into the trash like an empty pizza box on a friday night.

“come on [name] you have to understand-“

“no no i don’t have to understand SHIT! my love for you has always and will always be here! nearly bulletproof and i feel like you just shot me!” you screamed, you felt more heartbroken than anything.

you knew this man for so long, you thought it’d last. it was supposed to last! but you just fuck up everything don’t you?

“i’m sorry [name] i’ll see myself out.” and there he goes, out the fucking door.

you just let yourself cry knowing it was best to not keep your feelings in. you had to sit down because you felt yourself getting a little dizzy. you breathing was going faster and you felt your whole body start to sort of close up. you were soon sitting with your knees to your chest and your face on top of them. you let out a loud sob.

you didn’t know what triggered him to breakup with you. he didn’t give you any sort of explanation he just out right said it. like it was something to be played with.

you cried and kept crying until you dragged yourself into your bed. you didn’t stop crying once you got into bed either. you ended up just falling asleep thinking of how empty you felt.

you next morning you had class bright and early, eight am sharp. you just got yourself out of bed but you couldn’t get yourself to leave the house. one absence wouldn’t hurt a soul, not like you had anyone waiting for you anyways.

most of your friends were also peters friends, so it kinda defeated the purpose of even trying to talk to them. they probably knew about this week in advance. maybe that’s why they gave you those sad eyes when he’d say ‘i love you’ or kiss you.

they had to fucking know but to keep it from you was a new level of betrayal you didn’t know could be crossed.

you cried all day this day too, eating a bagel sometime in the afternoon. drinking whatever alcohol you could find to try and keep your thoughts away which didn’t work it only made you sadder. you tried to hard to forgive and forget till something set in your mind.

nothing really mattered you both were still in high school, there are millions of more fish in the sea as they say. that didn’t stop you from being sad but it did help a little. while spending your day crying you also caught up on some tv shows that you been meaning to watch.

you and peters graduation was months away but you could tough it out till then. maybe his sweet scent would leave you memory, or his little jokes would leave your thoughts. but you knew one thing for sure, you wouldn’t dwell on something you couldn’t fix.

they say it’s better to leave the past in the past and focus on the present and that’s what you were gonna do. sure were you sad about peter leaving you in the dirt yeah, but it didn’t matter in the end none of it did.

the next morning you woke up bright and early, a motivation to actually go to school. you dressed yourself nicely and went on your way. catching the bus all the way to school while listening to your playlist. it consisted of artist like 5 seconds of summer all the way to artist like trey songz. a very diverse playlist, mostly for parties but also worked for morning bus traffic.

your red dyed curly hair was thrown into a neat bun with you edges done. you wore just something simple but cute, maybe you’d peak someone else’s interest you thought.

you walked into the main entrance of the school after getting off the bus, luckily all eyes weren’t on you. you hoped the news hadn’t gotten around but that was nearly impossible. reason being because once peter started talking he wouldn’t stop. he just kept at it until everything was out, which was okay but in the situation not.

you went to your locker and placed your book bag inside and just grabbed the books you’d need for first period. you were still pretty early so you just sat in the room still listening to music until class started.

no one really talked to you in first period because as mentioned before peters friends were your only other friends.

second period rolls around and gwen come up to you, great peter probably told her. but that wasn’t the case, she was inviting you to a party, at her place this weekend. of course you said yes, you knew there would be loads and loads of booze for you to drink so of course you were in.

the next periods were boring just doing work on top of work, peter did try to talk to you. he said you looked nice, you thanked him because you didn’t wanna be rude.

you were thinking of dying your hair again, no matter if your curls got damaged because who cares it grows back!

you were thinking of doing something cool and spicy like maybe pink or green! you ultimately decided on doing green, a very bright neon green with some streaks of pink.

you had it all planned out, you called your mom to see if she would agree. in which she did, she said it would really fit with your skin tone. it made you giggle, she said “you know everyone loves a unique black girl [name] so go for it!”

she was currently overseas investing something for her job, you didn’t mind because you knew she was safe and she had bills to pay.

so you did it, two hours of bleaching, color remover and dying and it was done. you looked fucking great, you mom was right it made your skin pop!

you were ready for the party, but first you had to get through the week. the thought made you mentally groan, you just wanted to party so bad.

the days of the week were quick with little chitchat from you and others quickly. classes rolling around smoothly, and getting home was easy. maybe a break up was due, something to make you feel free in a way.

of course it wasn’t the best on you at first but you were getting by. it had only been a couple days apart but you kept repeating to yourself “out of sight out of mind” something you had heard in a tv show.

the weekend was finally here thank god, you were so ready to party. you dressed yourself like a teenager in a 2000’s movie because it just felt right, that was the vibe for tonight.

you caught a taxi down to gwen’s place since it was faster than the train and walking combined. once you got there you seen the party already started, stupid teens making out in the front of her huge house.

you stepped into the house when the aroma of sweaty bodies hit you, it wasn’t nice but bearable. you went over to the counter to grab a quick drink nothing special just alcohol with a chaser.

the song ‘good girls go bad by cobra starship’ was on, a song you were familiar with since it was on your playlist.

you stepped onto the dance floor which actually was just her living room and just swayed around. someone was behind you doing the same so you just went with it.

it was like that most of the night drinking and dancing with strangers in gwen’s house. a great selection of songs played like ‘she looks so perfect by 5 seconds of summer’, ‘you make me feel… by cobra starship’ and many more.

the party was starting to die down and gwen lead you to her room were there was a group playing truth or dare. ouu fun you thought, you could hear music still playing from downstairs as you sat on the floor with the others.

gwen also bought the remaining alcohol upstairs and chasers, so you guys could still drink and play. the games had begun and gwen. was first, peter was also in the circle but you payed no mind. one of gwen’s friends asked, “truth or dare gwen” to which she replied dare.

“kiss the best dressed here tonight!” her friend semi-yelled and everyone laughed.

she got up from out her spot and came in front of you and gave you a quick but nice kiss. a bunch of the people in the circle started screaming and you were laughing you ass off, it was a nice kiss.

“woah gwen didn’t know you swung that way” someone said

“i swing both ways” queen said quoting jennifer’s body, it was obvious by house she said it and you giggled.

“okay [name] your turn! truth or dare!“

you weren’t even hesitant in your reply

“truth! not ready for dare yet” you heard a bunch of playful boos from the people around you

“okay tell the truth do you also swing both ways?” i mean was it not obvious by how you smiled after the kiss but you replied anyways

“yup i do, now next person! you peter truth or dare?” oh it was on, you knew exactly what to do

“oh uh- dare i guess” he let out a nervous giggle

“hmm i dare you to … hm let me think … kiss someone for more that twelve seconds!” you laughed, you had kissed gwen so it was only pay back

“oh damn- okay!” he got up and kissed some random girl who’s name you didn’t know

a sly smirk on his face while he went to go sit down, the game went on for house each of you getting drunker and drunker as it went on.

later into the game you ended up sitting next to gwen and laying your head on her shoulder. she smelled sweet and was warm, like a winter morning.

at some point you stopped playing and the same random girl pulled a joint out her bag, this night wasn’t gonna end was it?

the whole group took turns hitting the joint, even gwen she never struck you as the type but you learn something everyday.

most of you were high out of your minds moving to the bed to just lay down.

you and gwen just snuck out the room without anyone noticing and went back downstairs.

“ so gwen stacy smoking pot hun?” you laughed and shoved her shoulder

“hey hey i maybe a good girl but i always let loose sometimes.” she also laughed and you both sat on the couch just spaced out.

“[name] i actually really like you.” she confessed you felt you face getting hot

“you do? is this the pot talking gwen” you tried to play it off as a joke

“no no it’s not, one of these days i’ll show you i just don’t have the courage right now…” she drifted off again, probably thinking about you.

you looked around the living room, people were still on her couches sleep. not that she minded to your knowledge, she just let them.

“hey maybe tomorrow morning i’ll help you clean and we can talk about it.” you said laying your head on her shoulder once again

“yeah- i’d like that a lot [name] sleep well!” and with that you were off

to a great nights sleep and a cute girl next to you.

[comfortscripts]

Watching Narnia With Ben Barnes

Genre - ☁️️Fluffy Headcannon☁️️

Note/Warnings - Jealousy, alluding to sexual themes, written with Fem!pronouns

It was a rainy day in London which meant it was the perfect opportunity to cuddle up with your boyfriend Ben and watch movies

Unfortunately for you, Ben has a terrible habit of falling asleep mid-movie

"Baby, I promise I won't fall asleep this time"

Famous last words because half-way through Ways To Live Forever, he is snoring quietly beside you

Being the darling girlfriend you are, you decided to let him have his rest

The movie finished and the actor was still away in dreamland

After flicking through movies you'd already seen, something caught your eye

The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian came up as a suggested watch

As with most actors, Ben hated watching his own films so you never got to watch anything he was in. Unless he was away filming

But now seemed like the perfect time because knowing Ben, he would stay asleep through this movie as well

And you were right… until you laughed a bit too loudly

You looked down to where a sleeping Ben had been peacefully on your lap to see a pair of gorgeous sleep-glazed eyes staring at you

"I am so sorry my love, really didn't mean to wake up" You said gently stroking his hair and hoping he'd go back to sleep so you didn't have to turn the movie off

With a smile and a stretch, Ben was up and awake

But he hadn't realised that you were watching his film yet

Wordlessly, he cuddled up to you again and started watching the film

Maybe he hadn't woken up properly or maybe he couldn't remember shooting this movie but he happily sat and watched

About 10 minutes go by and that's when a very young Ben Barnes as Caspian steps onto the screen

You would laugh at your boyfriend's wide-eyed stare but you had a feeling that this wasn't going to end well

"You tricked me! Here I am innocently embracing the woman I love but no, you sneaky minx made me watch this"

Okay, now you were giggling your heart out

"In my defence, you were fast asleep and I didn't expect you to wake up until at least the end"

He may nearly be 40 but this man can sulk like a teenager

The next 10 minutes went with Ben sulking and rejecting you like you were a plague

So you tried a different tactic

Compliment someone else till he gets jealous

It's quite easy to make Ben jealous, especially when he is in this mood

"Honestly, I forgot how attractive King Peter is"

"Wow the muscles, time for me to move to Narnia"

"That solider could definitely raid me"

So not all of the comments were amazing but hey, it's hard to fawn over other guys when you have such a handsome boyfriend

Ben's sulking didn't last long after the comment were made

Mumbles of "I bet Peter couldn't pleasure you as well as I could" and "Pfft he can't even grow a beard"

You heard a massive grumble mixed with a sigh leave your boyfriend's mouth

"Okay princess, new rule. You can complement Caspian but if you mention any other guy's name in this, I am turning the movie off immediately"

Ben was joking but in some sense he wasn't and you knew that he would stick to his word

You agreed and for the rest of the movie, you kept your adoration for only your boyfriend's character

And Ben kept cringing at how young he looked and how terrible his accent was

"Good thing I watched this movie with you babe, almost forgot how pretty Susan was"

You have never turned the TV off quicker

Even with a cheeky smile on his face, that comment would not be ignored

If looks could kill, Ben would be six feet deep

You glare at him for a few seconds before you open your mouth to say something

Unfortunately, Ben had other ideas and quickly threw you over his shoulder before running to your shared bedroom

"Benjamin Thomas Barnes, if you think I am going to sleep with you after that comment, you are insane"

"Well then I must be insane but thankfully I am also irresistible"

Let's just say he was right, no one could take care of you the way Ben could ;)

[cursestothemoon]

yay for the open requests! I really reallyyyyyy love your Harry's older sister hc, could u pretty pls do more? like their brief life as a family with lily and james, then to the dursleys and then at war, so on. I agree with the anon that did the request, harry does needed a bigger sister❤️

aH I LOVED THESE REQUESTS

YOU GUYS CAN READ THE HEADCANONS THIS ANON IS TALKING ABOUT HERE

ok so this is L O N G i need to add a keep reading tab

alright so let's talk about harry's older sister

so lily and james did not plan you

they were straight out of hogwarts

just having fun

and suddenly lily is having morning sickness and james running into a store to buy a pregnancy test (or whatever the wizard equivalent would be 😗)

james would be so nervous the weeks leading up to your birth

he already knows that you aren't even here yet and there isn't anything he wouldn't do for you

and when you are born

he swears he'd never love anything as much as he loves you

his little girl

this sweet little lump of baby fat that was born with eyes just like his

he'd put his glasses on your little baby face, and he could laugh for hours at the way they just barely sat on your little nose (a miniature version of his)

your chubby little baby hands are his favorite

when you'd plan your hands on his face or wrap your hand around his finger he'd melt

Lily would joke all the time about how she carried the baby yet James is constantly hogging her

I think james would have some serious separation anxiety

Lily would also have trouble leaving you to go do something but she knew that you getting to see other people would be good

james is NOT a fan

and you were a big daddy's girl

"it's going to be alright, darling, uncle Padfoot and uncle Moony will take care of you."

and you'd respond with sad baby talk, something along the lines of 'daddy' and 'wanna stay with you' and you'd get all teary eyed

it's a whole dramatic scene

youre crying

james is about to cry

Sirius is quite literally trying to sob silently into his hand because you just look so sAD

and remus and lily are just

😐

because you guys do this eVERY TIME

there was one time james got back into the car with lily after dropping you off and he was unusually quiet until he kinda just whispered out

"It just feels like i'll never have enough time with her, like one day i'll wake up and suddenly she's not mine anymore."

his tone gave Lily the worst chills, his tone and the fact that she felt the same though never voiced it

honestly

i don't think harry was planned either

he kinda just happened

and they were like

you know what, yes.

so you were two when harry was born

and you LOVED your baby brother

he was so small

so cute

and he had your mum's green eyes

from the get go you were very protective of your little brother

james thought it was the cutest thing

ok ive been avoiding it

but we need to talk about October 31 1981

you were upstairs with our mum and harry

james was downstairs cleaning up from dinner

that was when there was a knock on the door

assuming it was peter, uncle wormtail, james was quick to go open the door

grabbing his wand for protection was the last thing on his mind

the thud of his body was loud

he was killed before he could even open his mouth to warn Lily

the door to Harry's nursery flew open and it all happened so fast

there was screaming

bargaining

a sudden flash fo green before Voldemort turned to harry

his cold, pale hand pushed you out of his way

the prophecy had said nothing about you, so he didn't care for what happened to you he just needed to kill harry

which obviously backfired

half the house was blown up

he was gone

harry was crying

and you just wanted your dad

you found your way downstairs, just barely making it down the steps

lily and james had never let you go up or down the steps on your own

only to come face to face with your dad just lying on the ground motionless

his eyes were still open

now i want you guys to think of the lion king

you know the scene where simba finds mufasa's dead body and just lays with it because he doesn't know where else to go

you just wanted any kind of comfort you could find

so with tear streaks going down your face you slayed next to your dad, getting as close as you could, hoping he'd just wake up

sirius is the one who finds you, asleep next to james' body

it was rather rough for sirius

and he could hear harry crying somewhere upstairs

you wake up to uncle padfoot trying to keep in his tears as he takes in the scene before him

you're just glad to see a familiar face

you run over to him, tears freshly falling as you wail about how daddy and mommy won't wake up

you also gently pull james' glasses off his face and keeping them in your small hand

keeping them safe for him later

you knew he didn't like to sleep with his glasses on

eventually hagrid shows up

you guys know the story

but i will say

it takes a lot for you to leave uncle pads and go with this big strange man

youre basically heaving as you beg to stay with sirius

and forcing you off his hip and onto the bike with hagrid was the worst thing he's ever had to do

even for a two year old, youre eyes held such a strong emotion of betrayal

sirius would never forget it

the dursley's were not fond of you and harry

you had james temper and stubbornness

harry was just a 6 month old baby

doing 6 month old baby things

for the first month you'd ask for james, lily, uncle moony, uncle padfoot, even uncle wormtail on a daily basis

until one day petunia just snapped

you had asked about sirius, or as you called him uncle padfoot, and petunia lost it

she started to shout, her hand coming out to strike your cheek as she told you that no one was coming

not now

not ever

you never asked after that

over time you forgot about sirius and remus and peter

you forgot about the song your dad would sing every saturday morning when making breakfast

or the way your mom would hum when she brushed your hair

all lily and james had become were familiar scents and the same pair of eyes you'd see in your dreams (though for a long time you just assumed they were your eyes, they looked enough like yours)

and you grew up always feeling like you were on the wrong side of a billowing curtain

you and harry grew up only having each other

you were very protective of him

and dudley hated it

because you had James art for pranks

and his art for rarely getting caught

unfortunately for you petunia and vernon didn't need evidence to incriminate you

you were often on the receiving end of disciplinary swats and missed meals

and you'd often take harry's punishments for him

you and harry were also forced to share a room

or cupboard

you let him decorate it with all his things (he didn't have many)

and you guys shared a bed up until you got your hogwarts letter

which that was kept very quiet

you got the letter

and petunia and vernon were just glad to be able to send you and your pranks away

you weren't allowed to tell harry

but you did anyway

secretly

you didn't tell him all the details but you told him that you were going to a school far away and you'd be back whenever aunt petunia let you back

going to school was interesting

you didn't know anyone

bUT HAGRID WAS ALSO THERE TO HELP YOU AND BUY YOU YOURE STUFF AND HE BOUGHT YOU YOUR FIRST WAND

you still have james' glasses

you put them on when youre nervous

so youre sitting in the train

first day

you don't know anyone

big round glasses sitting on your nose as you look out the window barely able to see what's going on

james was as blind as a bat

on the train you spend your time reading your new books

absorbing all the material

you were not going to just walk into this new school of mAGIC not knowing aNYTHING

by the time you got there you were at leas base level with most subjects

some were easier to catch onto than others

as long as you didn't let the logical side of your brain do too much work

within the first week you'd find out about your parents

curtesy of older gryffindor kids who knew your last name and were just amazed by the story

oH ALSO YOURE IN GRYFFINDOR

AND WHEN MCGONAGALL READS YOUR NAME SHE GASPS TO HERSELF

BECAUSE

Y/N POTTER

she remembers when james had written to her with the news of Lily's pregnancy with you

and how he was nervous you'd come out just like him and he wouldn't be able to handle you as well as she had, he was asking her for advice

and when you walked up to sit on the chair she nearly dropped her scroll of parchment and pulled you into a hug

you looked just like him

dark hair

pale skin

same eyes and eye shape

and same habit of picking at the skin around your thumb nail when nervous

the hat announcing you were a gryffindor was very overwhelming for her

then she realizes you

are e x a c t l y

like james

and merlin is she tiRED OF THIS SHIT

ok so at this point i am going to direct you to the other headcanon (linked above) if you want a more fred x reader approach 

continue here if not

so youre on the quidditch team

and youre a natural 

let me tell you

you just have the innate ability 

much like james

and at first they had you as a seeker

and you were good

but you excelled as a chaser 

i also firmly believed that there was a practice broom that james had carved his name into

or maybe just a ‘J.P.’

that was the broom you'd practice on

even use for games before you got your own broom

ok so

let’s talk your relationship with harry 

you made sure you were the one to tell him what happened to your parents

as i said it was your first year when you fond out about what happened 

the gryffindor student had told you what they knew

and you went to professor mcgonagall pretty distraught 

you were near tears as you practically begged her to just tell you what happened, you wanted the truth 

because all your life your aunt and uncle had told you that your parents had been killed in a car accident 

needless to say 

you didn't want harry to find out that way

but you also knew he was noticing the stares

the whispers

so you told him on the first night

he had already been put into gryffindor and was getting ready for bed when you are up to his dorm 

bECAUSE IT’S CANON THAT GIRLS CAN GO UP INTO THE BOYS DORMS AND BOYS CANT GO UP INTO THE GIRLS DORMS AND I WILL CITE THE PARAGRAPH IF ANYONE NEEDS

and you kinda push out ron, neville, and dean 

but yeah thats how he finds out all the details and such 

ok so you and harry are sUPER CLOSE

and you are very 

v e r y

protective of harry 

you'd do anything for the kid 

wHEN YOU FIND OUT ABOUT THE WHOLE SORCERER’S STONE FIASCO 

YOU ARE LIVID

because harry is your baby brother and you love him so much and don't like seeing him hurt 🥺

as harry grows older he gets a bit more

embarrassed 

about having you protective over him

and im pretty sure i mentioned this in the last headcanon post 

but yeah he’d be like 14 and you'd be 17 and he'd just

“stOP this is so emBARRASSING”

what a little dweeb

ok leTS TALK ABOUT SIRIUS 

BECAUSE YOU AND SIRIUS WERE CLOSE WHEN YOU WERE YOUNGER

HE WAS UNCLE PADFOOT

YOU LOVED HIM

until your fifth year (harry’ third) when you were told he betrayed your parents and got them killed 

youre in the whomping willow when with harry, hermione, and ron 

its a lot for both of you

because sirius is seeing his goddaughter who looks just like james, and his the same fire in her eyes as his bestrfriend

his b r o t h e r 

and youre seeing the man who was responsible for your parents murder 

again 

it was A LOT

i have a feeling you, JAMES POTTERS DAUGHTER, would just lunge at him 

and youre crying

trying to hit him

hurt him like he hurt you

just anything to bring pain upon this man

and sirius is having flashbacks of when you had ran to him from next to james’ lifeless body 

and how different everything had been just days prior to October 31 1981

upon finding out the truth 

scammers is now wormtail

peter ‘little bitch ass’ pettigrew

you and harry are immediately forming this connection

this sort of dependency on sirius 

within a few minutes

because he is the only living connection you have to your dad 

apart from yourselves of course

but eh was the only reminder that james potter was a real man 

and lily potter did exist 

and there was a time where your family was complete 

it never crossed your mind that any more misfortune could strike 

not now 

not when you finally got back your uncle pads

and then you guys walk into the moonlight, the full moon light

everything flips instantly 

you guys are back to square one 

i like to think you have a very big part in getting sirius free 

so you guys know what happen in between prisoner of azkaban and order of the phoenix 

and this headcanon is already getting very long and we haven't even gotten to the wAR YET 

so we are doing a little time jump

order of the phoenix 

your last year

you are living with sirius in grimmauld place 

petunia and vernon kicked you out once you turned 17 after finding out that was the legal age in the wizarding world

you and sirius are close 

super close

i mean he is like a father figure to you

he is uncle pads again

oOO AND OK 

SO 

AFTER FINDING OUT HIS DAD AND HIS BROS 😤

WERE ALL UNREGISTERED ANIMAGI 

OBVIOUSLY YOU WANTED TO BE ONE TOO 

youre a gazelle 

it just makes sense

father figure sirius is not happy when he finds out

uncle pads, however, couldn't be happier

its finally starting to feel like a family again

you and harry have sirius 

aLSO REMUS

icon

anyway

everything is falling into place

you and harry are filling the james sized hole in Sirius’ heart (not completely but it’s better)

and he is doing the same for you two

you and harry love your uncle pads

then the battle in the department of mysteries happens 

youre there

you see it 

you watch as bellatrix hits sirius with a curse 

youre not sure which 

nothing too serious you hope, and seeing that he’s still standing he should be fine 

but then he stumbles

she's stunned him perhaps 

and he makes eye contact with you

there was a look so final, so sad

yet so relieved in his eyes as you watched him fall through the veil

remus grabbed harry

tonks held you

if she hadn’t been you knew you would've thrown yourself into the veil after him

its a whirlwind from then on let me tell you

so we know what happens

all that fun stuff 

the war hits

harry, hermione, and ron leave

youre left with the weasley’s 

it’s hard being away from harry

not knowing if he was ok

if he was even alive 

you guys finally reunite at shell cottage 

bill calls you the second he sees harry, hermione, ron, and dobby apparate in front of his house

you were quick to pull harry into a bone crushing hug 

keen on never letting go 

because after all he is still (and always will be) your baby brother 

you guys are all at the battle of hogwarts

oK WAIT

SO

YOU REFUSE TO LET HARRY WALK TO HIS DEATH ALONE

ALSO YOUVE FIGURED WHAT HE PLANS ON DOING BUT NEITHER OF YOU HAVE SAID ANYTHING

NOT WANTING TO ACCEPT THAT THIS COULD BE THE LAST TIME YOU GUYS SEE EACH OTHER 

AND THE RESURRECTION STONE COMES OUT 

BOTH YOU AND HARRY ARE HOLDING ONTO IT 

AND SUDDENLY

SIRIUS 

REMUS 

THERE ALL THERE 

EVEN A WOMAN WITH RED HAIR 

AND A MAN WHO LOOKS PAINFULLY FAMILIAR 

ok so hear me out 

i think harry enjoyed looking at pictures of james and lily

but you didnt

you didnt want to see everything that was taken from you

so you weren’t super aware of what your dad actually looked like seeing as you avoided pictures of him and your mom like the plague 

but you just knew 

and james was standing there

beaming

and he just looked so proud of you and harry 

so did lily 

she was the first one to say something 

“Your father and I are so proud of the both of you”

and you just broke down 

james right there with you 

he watched as you sobbed, choking on your cries 

and he couldn’t do anything about it 

he couldn’t hold you or comfort you

he couldn’t be a dad 

and it broke him

as much as it could break a dead man 

“you’ve grown so beautiful, darling” he'd smile sadly

his voice seemed to bring back all of your memories once lost 

“have you always been here, with us?”

“always.”

“typical, your father shows up and everyone forgets about uncle padfoot”

both you and harry laugh at that 

but the mood was somber 

harry then speaks up

“does it hurt?”

it was the first time either of you had confirmed that you both knew what was going to happen 

“dying? not at all, quicker than falling asleep.”

“will you stay with me?”

“until the very end. 

james is the one who answers, looking teary eyes at his son

and you know you cant go any further 

harry has to do this alone 

its quite symbolic actually 

the one time you'd let go of the reigns 

removed the protective arms you had around your baby brother 

he’d die 

but you had to do it 

so everything goes as planned 

harry dies

comes back

we love a resurrecting king 

and the war ends 

when you got back home from the war 

let’s say you are still living at grimmauld place seeing as it was left to you 

the first thing you do is go through old photos with harry 

any and everything you can get your hands on 

you see your mother’s sparkling green eyes

the same eyes your brother had 

and your father’s unruly mop of curls 

the same wave pattern in your dark hair 

everything finally felt right 

tags:

@pogueslandia

@vsawyer1989​

@lifeofkaze

@siriusement

@erinruby003

@maybesandohnos

@onlyfreds

@fullofsourgrapes

[letarasstuff]

Fake Marriage

(A/N): It's me, finally writing again! This was requested by an anon, I hope you enjoy it!

Summary: Spencer's oldest daughter's boyfriend marries the younger one jokingly. But what happens, when they notice that she didn't get the joking part?

Warnings: Sad toddler (lmk if there is something else)

Wordcount: 1.1k

✨Masterlist✨ _________________________________

(Y/N)’s greatest role model is her older sister, Mireya. Even though they have a huge age gap of twelve years between them, they are inseparable. That’s why the four year old is pretty upset when the teenager is out with her boyfriend.

“Daddy, when will Mireya come home? I have to show her the picture I drew of her and me in kindergarten.” Spencer watches the toddler climbing onto the chair next to him, making sure she doesn’t fall off. Quickly he shuffles all the crime scene photos and reports into the case file he has to finish in order to get the day of Halloween off.

The father can only hope he was fast enough, ever since (Y/N) started reading on an advanced level no written word is safe from her, even though some meanings are too dark for her innocent soul.

“After dinner, when you are already asleep, Honey. Do you want to give it to her yourself tomorrow morning or should I do it?” The girl huffed at that answer. It takes everything in Spencer to stop himself from smiling. After all, her ‘mad’ face looks more like an angry puppy.

She crosses her arms over her chest. “I’ll do it tomorrow. It is so unfair, now that she has that stupid boy I don’t see her anymore. Can you make them break up, Daddy?”

Spencer smiles at her proposal. “You know, Honey, I’m also bummed out that Mireya is not home as much as she used to”, he starts to explain the situation to her, “But we have to accept that she is growing up. And you already met Joshua, he is really nice to your sister. You even told me that you liked him as her boyfriend.” The father picks her up from her seat and places the child into his own lap.

She cuddles into his chest. “Boys are still dumb.” Silently the father hopes that (Y/N) is going to keep that opinion for a few years longer. Or better forever.

It is a week now until Halloween and Mireya has Joshua over for dinner. “Sweetheart, do you know what you want to dress up as?” Spencer asks the toddler as he puts veggies onto her plate. (Y/N) looks a little weary of it before answering.

“I wanna be the same Reya will be!” She says excitedly. Every year since she was born, the sisters had matching costumes. One time the girl was dressed as a koala baby and the teenager was the matching koala mother. It’s kind of needless to say that (Y/N) sat the whole night on her back.

Mireya glances at her boyfriend. “Uhm, actually Joshua and I wanted to dress as an old married couple, you know. I didn’t really plan on us matching again”, she explains while biting her lip, afraid of her sister’s reaction.

(Y/N) visibly shrunks at that. “Oh, I-I uhm. OK.” Silence falls upon the table, everyone is a little unsure on how to approach the toddler. “Are you really married?” She asks suddenly.

Her sister chokes on the sip of water she just took while Joshua tries to not turn beet red. “I- We aren’t, Peanut. Why do you wanna know?” He answers. “Because I wanna marry someone too!” The toddler says with such confidence, it’s adorable.

Now it’s Spencer’s turn to choke on his food. “Uhm, I can marry you, if you want me to? But you have to finish your green veggies in return, they are good for you.” (Y/N) seems to debate with herself over the options before nodding and wolfing everything on her plate down.

The next day the toddler is only seen with a wide smile on her face. “Oh, what got Baby Wonder 2.0 so happy today?” Derek asks as soon as he spots her when Mireya walks in with her after school and kindergarten have ended.

“I am married!” She sings. Her sister looks a little uncomfortable at that. “Oh, and to who? You know, I have to meet them to know if they are good enough for you”, the agent teases back, while shooting a questioning look towards the older sister.

“You know him already, Uncle Derek. It’s Joshua!” Now the puzzle pieces fall for him together. “Oh. Cupcake, I think your Auntie Penny has a cookie jar with your name on it. Anderson, can you bring her down?” Happily the other agent takes the toddler’s hand, ready to skip next to her.

“So, Joshua just couldn’t decide between you two or what happened?” He asks the older Reid. Mireya sighs desperately. “No, it’s just that he is an only child and doesn’t know that kids can’t grasp the concept of jokes yet. Now he has to break up with her tonight. This will be a fun evening.”

They talk a bit of different strategies on how to tell (Y/N) the truth without hurting her feelings too bad until Spencer comes along, done with paperwork for the day. They decided to eat at the toddler’s favorite restaurant in order for her to get easily distracted.

But what really happens is the whole opposite.

“Uhm, (Y/N), do you remember how I told you yesterday we can get married, if you eat your veggies?” She nods at her sister’s boyfriend while munching contently on a fry. Spencer excused himself to the bathroom a few minutes prior.

“So uhm. We can’t do that. We can’t get married. But I’m so proud of you for eating your greens.” He smiles awkwardly, which turns quickly into a frown as tears begin to run down (Y/N)’s cheeks. Mireya sends him a death glare while pulling her onto her lap. “Shhh, I know. I know it’s not what you wanted. It hurts. But you have to accept it, Little One”, she tries to console her, to no avail.

Luckily their father finally steps back next to them and takes her over. It takes the whole night and nearly the next morning to calm her down.

“You know what?” Spencer asks her, as he drops her off at kindergarten. “I try to get off earlier today and then we look for matching outfits for Halloween. Just you and I, your sister and her boyfriend can do the old couple thing and we do our own theme. We can be Peter Pan and Tinkerbell, Ariel and Poseidon or” “Elsa and Olaf!” (Y/N) scream excitedly.

“Or Elsa and Olaf”, he murmurs defeatedly, even though the father is happy to do anything to see that smile on his daughter’s face again.

Taglist:

All works:

@dindjarinsspouse @big-galaxy-chaos

Criminal Minds:

@averyhotchner @mggsprettygirl @herecomesthewriterwitch @ash19871962

Spencer Reid x child!reader:

@ilovetaquitosmmmm

[wisteriasxx]

a/n: had this in the drafts since tfatws finished streaming and I forgot to post it but here haha

18+

Warnings: Weed, mentions of alcohol, mentions of sex

Smoke sesh with Marvel characters 🍃

this one is for all my stoner marvel fans💕 just my thoughts on what it would be like to smoke with some of our favs✨

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Steve

Well considering Steve is a super soldier, he can’t get drunk or high..........BUT for the sake of this let’s just pretend he can ;)

It would probably take loads of convincing for him to even try the stuff

If he decides to try it, he’s only taking one hit.

High Steve is definitely just super chill, and really cuddly, he’s gonna grab you and just hold you for the rest of the night.

When it comes time for munchies he will literally eat anything, but his favorite snack when the munchies hit is Mozzarella sticks.

He’ll start talking about how things were back in the 40’s, including how crazy the youth is today with this stuff you’ve just given him.

Tony

We all know that Tony is KNOWN for being a party animal, so he’s definitely down for a lil sesh with the avengers

Tony definitely likes to drink more then he would smoking, but he’ll still smoke.

Probably owns a dab pen with indica for for his anxiety

Prefers indica but will settle for a hybrid (sativa and indica)

Gets really giggly and even more sarcastic when he’s high

Will not move from his current place of rest, someone will have to bring him food when the munchies come or he will complain the entire time

Favorite munchies food is potato chips

High tony will definitely accidentally start spilling your secrets in front of people, you might have to physically shut him up somehow

Thor

Will give you a funny look when you hand him a joint or a pen or whatever it is that your using.

He’ll understand that you smoke it, but he’ll think it’s just tobacco or something

Before you can tell him what it actually is he’s already taken a couple of big hits

Once you tell him what it is that he’s smoking and what it does, the only response you’ll get is “this tastes funny and it will have no effect on me because I am mighty”

Fast forward to ten minutes later of Thor being loud and laughing at everything and just being an absolute goofball

Will eat and drink everything in sight once the munchies hit for him

“Where can I get more of this midgaurdian herb!??!!?!!” He’ll yell from the couch

Like Steve, he’ll get grabby and just wanna hold you the entire time. If you’re standing he’s gonna stand behind you with his arms wrapped around you and his chin resting on ur head. If you’re sitting he’s putting his arm around you and pulling you close.

Definitely ends with him passed out on the floor

Natasha

When she sees everyone playing “puff puff pass”, she’ll roll her eyes.

“What are you guys in high school or something?”

She will insist that she wants nothing to do with it, but after tony makes some remark about it, she decides to prove him wrong.

After a hit or two, Nat becomes more comfortable, she becomes less uptight.

Likes to shoot out more sarcastic one liners then usual

Becomes very flirty ;)

She gets smiley but in a tired way

In fact, She doesn’t stay awake very long after she’s had a hit or two in her system, she gets too tired and calls it a night

By “calls it a night” I mean she basically droops onto you and refuses to move, you’ll have to move her if you want to.

Doesn’t get the munchies because she’s asleep before she can

Clint

Clint will take a hit or two, just because why not? He could use the relaxation

He’s super chill when he’s high, he keeps to himself

He’s quiet when he’s high, but that’s just because he’s vibing, he’s taking in the music or just simply listening to the nearest conversation.

Wears sunglasses the whole time because he doesn’t want anyone to see his red eyes

He doesn’t really get munchies, he just chills the entire time

You can’t tell if he’s asleep or if he’s just vibing

Will only give one word answers if you ask him something

Not the most fun to smoke with but he’s just chilling and minding his own business so he’s welcome.

Loki

Will look at you with irritable confusion when you offer him a hit

When you tell him what it is and what it will do to him he’ll simply ask, “why would I want to do that?”

He won’t do it in front of anyone, that would mean letting his guard down and becoming vulnerable

He will definitely try it later in private though

When he’s high, he’ll want you to join him

He’s still basically loki when he’s high, he’s just more relaxed

“This is quite nice I must say.”

There will definitely be a conversation about how he can’t believe this is what mortals do for fun

He’ll become a little more open with you because he’s more relaxed

He’ll become confused when the munchies hit, but after you tell him it’s normal he’ll go with it

His favorite munchie food is definitely popcorn

I’m gonna flat out say it, high loki has a higher sex drive

Gets lost in the moment type of guy

In his opinion, the weed helps him block out everything else except for you, and that’s why he likes it

His mischief meter also skyrockets, you thought normal loki was good at pulling tricks? Just wait till you see how creative high loki can get

Bucky

Bucky is gonna look at you like your crazy

Then he’ll remember that he is also crazy, and figures the weed might help ease his mind a little.

Bucky becomes more relaxed when he’s high, his guard has dropped a little, but he’s still aware of his surroundings.

He’s funnier when he’s high 

Smiles more which makes you smile because you think he doesn’t smile enough

He still does the staring thing when he’s high, but it’s not as intimidating now, there’s a softer look in his eyes and a small smile on his face

Will open up a little more about his feelings towards you

After his first time trying weed, he’ll get some cbd gummies or something on a regular basis to help relax him

When the munchies hit for him, he’ll eat anything, but his favorite munchie food is anything Italian.

He just wants to cuddle man

Wanda

Wanda is surprisingly chill

She’s more open, more humorous, and even nicer.

her magic can resemble her current state of mind if she wants it to

So when she’s high, her magic becomes really pretty and elegant, like it’s in slow motion

In fact, she glows a little when she’s high

She’ll make her magic do pretty things for your entertainment

Due to her magic though, I feel that her high wouldn’t last very long

For her, smoking is just a quick little get away from her mind, something that just takes the edge off a little

Doesn’t get munchies

Prefers indica

Peter (quill)

He’s never had earth weed, but he’s definitely smoked and drank all kinds of substances through out the galaxy

Definitely likes sativa

He’s down for whatever, he likes to try new things

He’ll complain about the taste, but then love the way he’s feeling in 10 minutes

He becomes very stupid when he’s high

He’ll turn his favorite music on full volume and just start doing things, he won’t be able to sit still.

He’ll try to do things to keep himself entertained, but he’ll be bad at doing them because he’s high

When later or the next day comes when he’s sober, he’ll look at the evidence of him trying to do whatever it was he was trying to do and be totally confused, but not surprised

When the munchies hit, he’ll eat anything he can find on the ship that’s edible

It will end with him passed out in some weird spot on the ship or wherever he’s at

He once got high and woke up cuddling with Drax-

Gamora

Will not smoke

The designated driver

The “chaperone” of the night

Sam Wilson

When you offer him a hit, he’ll be unsure and say something like “man I haven’t done something this stupid since high school, I don’t know”

But he says “screw it” to himself and takes a couple of hits

Becomes really smiley when he’s high, like the dude won’t stop smiling. It irritates Bucky.

Definitely will start singing out of nowhere, even if there’s no music playing

He’s also gonna tell crazy stories about his past, things from high school stories to military stories

He livens up the session for sure, after a few hits in, he makes it his goal for the night to make everyone happy and vibing along with him

When the munchies hit for sam, he goes straight for pizza. This man absolutely loooovesss pizza when he’s inebriated

Dr.Strange

Is obviously familiar with the substance

Definitely used to do it all the time in college (helped with the stress of med school)

Will question if it’s the best choice for everyone to be making right now

Most likely will not do it, it wouldn’t look good if the sorcerer supreme was getting high

You’ll ask him if he knows some kind of spell that can sober you up

He’ll tell you “yes” and proceed to hand you a water bottle and roll his eyes

He’ll do the portal thing above you and a bunch of your favorite snacks will land on your lap when the munchies come

He’ll take care of you once you pass out, carrying you to your bed or your couch or whatever and setting a glass of water near you before he leaves you alone

Scott Lang

Oh yeah, he’s definitely taking a couple hits

Prefers bongs

Prefers hybrid blends (sativa and indica)

This man knows his kush okay? Would not be surprised if he had a plug, or if he was the plug

Weed makes him more productive, he’ll start doing things and multi tasking, he’ll do anything from messing around in the suit to playing rock band

Chinese take out is this mans go to munchie food, nothing brings him greater joy then inhaling wonton soup or lo mein when he’s high

He’s bringing his friends too, there’s no arguing

Like Sam, he livens the session up

Somehow become bolder, dumber and flirty at the same time when he’s high

When he comes down though, he comes down hard, and sometimes literally.

He’ll pass out or fall asleep in the weirdest places, but he’ll be enjoying it and wake up feeling well rested somehow

Bonus cuz i think it’s funny ++

John walker

Will be all cocky about taking a hit, thinking it won’t affect him or that it’ll make him cooler or something dumb

Gets scared and paranoid

Starts literally tweaking and saying stuff like “they’re coming for me”

Freaks out because he can’t handle the kush in his system

Definitely locks himself in the bathroom and cries, calls Lamar to come pick him up

Ends up becoming a hazard for everyone, so Bucky has to knock him out cold

Will probably snitch on everyone for smoking just because he had a bad time with it and he’s just jealous that he can’t vibe correctly

[roonilwazlibimagines]

What are some of your scenarios to fall asleep to? 👀

Ahhhh I’m glad you asked !! Also please feel free to share some of yours they can be specific or vague idc I’m in desperate need

I will be going into heavy detail because I can’t help myself I’m sorry and I will put in both normal ones and Harry Potter ones

Also this is just like one big ramble I’m sorry I got too excited I literally turned into that Tik tok sound where it’s like ‘you’re asking me about my theories? I’ve waited years for someone to ask me about my theories’

Update - I think I’m just going to keep updating this as well when I think of new ones because I keep forgetting some

My most recent one is a royalty one where they’re like royalty but in their really prestigious and royal school they were academic rivals and did not get along and after school they like try to go their separate ways until a couple years later their parents force them into an arranged marriage for like the good of the country or whatever I don’t really care!! You can take it wherever you want from there but in case you were interested in mine he fell for her first and kinda gave up on the enemies thing pretty early on but she still made it clear he wasn’t her favourite person and she despised the situation and there is still constant teasing until she meets his sister or friend or whoever who says that they can’t believe how happy he is with them and she feels so bad because she thinks he deserves better and ends up being much meaner to him because she’s an idiot who can’t express her emotions and he gets angry at her because she’s being super mean after they were just starting to get along and they have a big argument and are forced to talk about their feelings and then I can never decide whether they actually like each other when they get married, I feel like either way is fun

I have a thing for royalty so my other one is literally just princess x stable boy and you can honestly take that wherever you want but I will tell you where I took it for some ✨inspiration✨ so I don’t have my drivers license and get really bad driving anxiety so I self projected and made her terrified of riding horses right (I’m so smart I know) and he is like trying to help her ride the horse and feel comfortable and like obviously they end up in love but I created drama because she sneaks out to his birthday party (!!) but his friends don’t like her because they just think she’ll be a snob but he obviously defends her but like it’s a perfect opportunity for a bit of an innocent princess as well

My personal favourite is the two co stars falling in love and like thinking about doing all those stupid interviews from like buzzfeed and all that and I personally love the trying foods from different places thing (like making them try fairy bread - because I’m from Australia and we aren’t that cultured and being mad when they don’t like it because it is my favourite food) and it’s great because i can make the guy any actor I am currently obsessed with 😭 but also like the red carpet opportunities and interviews and fan reactions and it’s very fun also this keeps my brain very busy because I like making it as realistic as possible and figuring out the actors timeline so I can match the story up with it, it’s always really intense, also if you want inspiration for what moving they’re staring in I always go for the live action version of tangled even if I don’t look anything like rapunzel

Another fun one is where one of them is in a band and you have a friend who is dating one of the other members but you don’t like the band and you’re not shy in letting the other members know that and it turns into an enemies to lovers thing but I haven’t really developed it because halfway through I ended up changing it with the fact that they befriend one of the members and like fall for them but the band member like ‘gets around’ and it makes them jealous until they drunkingly confess it made them jealous this one’s a bit of a mess and is tipping into a 2012 wattpad story but it was how I got back into my 5sos phase two years ago because I felt icky about them but I’m still a slut for Calum 😭

Another one I love is moving abroad to study or whatever (idk I just always need a reason to be in America/Uk because there’s no one here in australia) and you make friends with someone who turns out to be related to someone really famous (insert whoever you want) and you meet them and you think they’re the hottest person you’ve ever seen and you get drunk to gain confidence to talk to them and you’re like unashamedly flirting with them and they think it’s cute and you’re funny but the whole little plot twist is that you don’t know they’re famous (famous people love that, trust me, I have about 10 wattpad stories in my library that can prove this) !! And the don’t believe you don’t know they’re famous !! Anyways I took it in a sugar daddy direction but each to their own!

Specifically for Harry Potter though, you ask?

Currently I am obsessed with Regulus Black and for about the past two weeks I’ve been obsessed with the idea of James potter sibling x regulus black enemies to lovers story and then about a week ago I found an actually good wattpad story about it?!?! (I have recommended it here with warnings but I really encourage you to read it if you’re not a minor) but you can also do your own version because I am still doing my own version and will continue to do my own version tonight even if I am obsessed with the wattpad one !! Currently I am up to post Hogwarts and her and regulus are trying to defeat Voldemort and regulus tells her that Peter is going to betray James and so ofc she tells James but James is like ‘how to do you even know this??’ And he is so afraid and gets angry at her and it’s really dramatic and she tells him she’s dating regulus and then he gets super mad at her because she’s dating like one of the most well known and loyal death eaters (even if regulus is sneakily trying to destroy Voldemort) and because he didn’t tell her and it’s very dramatic

My favourite Sirius black idea is also a James potters sibling one, but I never have any good ideas for it and just end up self projecting so if anyone has any ideas, I am begging you, please tell me !!!

My other Sirius black one is one I’ve been working on for like the last 4 years of my life and I probably should write it but who knows, but basically it’s a 10 things I hate about you x Harry Potter story where reader is about a year or so older than the marauders and she is like Kat Stratford (for people who haven’t watched it the best way to describe her is just an angry early 2000s feminist who is like anti dating and fun (kinda)) but she is Lily Evans sister!! And so Lily gets fed up of James constantly asking her out and makes an offhand comment that she’ll date him when her sister goes on a date with someone and James is like really?!? And Lily is like ‘sure’ because she knows her sister will never date anyone at Hogwarts so James tells the marauders and Remus is like ‘if anyone can take her on a date, it’s Sirius’ and Sirius is like ‘no, I’m stupid but not that stupid’ and James is like ‘please I’ll pay you’ and Sirius is easily bribed so he tries to get her to go on a date with him and like she doesn’t until she does and then finds out he only did it because James paid him but then they fall in love? Basically just 10 things I hate about you lol

My next one is with Draco Malfoy and all it is is that reader comes from a pure blood family and they’ve known each other since they were babies and it’s like basically destined they get married but she gets like really upset when he gets the mark which makes for a good cuddling and crying scene and like idk people are probably more creative than me but I just like reimagining scenes from hp but with this new character so like Poa when she gets angry at him about buckbeak or the bathroom scene (maybe she duels Harry?) and she’s so upset about Draco and comforts him, or helping him in sixth year and comforting him or the quidditch scene in the fifth book (weird note, but I’ve always headcannoned that my original character finds out about dumbledores army but doesn’t say anything and like the da knows she knows but she doesn’t tell Draco or maybe Draco finds out and gets angry at her?)

My other one is another Draco malfoy one where James and Lily live and she’s Harry’s younger sister (and Voldemort isn’t a thing) but like there’s still stereotypes and beliefs and such and like it’s obviously enemies to lovers and maybe they get prefect duties together ? (I am a sucker for this trope in Harry Potter) but then when they do date they try to hide it but Harry finds out but doesn’t say anything until they get into a fight at home and he is like ‘well at least I’m not fucking Draco malfoy behind everyone’s back) (in my head they aren’t fucking because they’re still in Hogwarts but you get the idea) and James and Lily are just like ‘WHAT?!’ Like idk I just think it’s funny imagining James and Lily finding out their kid is dating Draco and Lucius and narcissus finding out Draco is dating a potter - so many possibilities!

Update 6.10.21

I also have one for Charlie Weasley !! And basically you’re friends with the twins and like you go your whole Hogwarts life with the biggest crush on Charlie but like he low key doesn’t even know who you are and you want to become a healer and then after Hogwarts there is a position in Romania and you take it because you know Charlie’s there and at first he is like hmmm I think I know you and you explain you’re friends with the twins and obviously he falls in love with you I also took it in a nsfw direction where it’s like major innocence kink because Charlie is just such a dom to me and he like teaches you everything but he makes sure you’re happy and safe and it’s not really like serious sex you’re both just having fun and he kinda introduces you to dom/sub dynamics but you can do whatever is most comfortable

[dameronology]

hey could you please do angst prompts 1 and 4 for peter parker if you have time??

1) “i needed you and you weren’t there.” + 4) “why do you keep making promises you can’t keep?” & peter parker

The beginning of college was supposed to be a real turning point for you and Peter.

After a few rough years of juggling his vigilante-hood and nearly losing you a one many times, he had sworn to you that your first year at NYU was going to mark the start of a real, mature relationship. No longer would you be involved in a tumultuous teenage affair, but rather a dedicated and communicative partnership. You were adults now -- not teenagers, not high schoolers who lived with their parents. You'd managed to find yourselves an apartment, and you actually cooked rather than ordering take out, and he was even doing his own laundry. All signs of mature adults, no?

It wasn't that easy, though. Whilst Peter was desperate to move on from all those time he'd unintentionally hurt you, all the things that had made him to do it in the first place still existed. He was still Spiderman, and he still risked his life every night trying to protect the city. His promises to you didn't change anything except the weight on his shoulders.

And whilst the first few months were fine - perfect, even - it didn't take long before the cracks started to appear. Peter was back on late nights and early mornings, running between college classes and police calls like a headless chicken. You were back to a brief kiss on the lips in the morning and then...well, that was it. He'd be gone the rest of the day; home after you'd gone to bed, and out the door before you'd woken up. The only signs that he'd even been there at all were the dishes he left in the sink.

The worst part of it all was that you were helpless. This was supposed to be him trying - and if you told him his best wasn't good enough, what kind of monster would that make you? Every other time you'd brought the issue up, he'd looked like a kick puppy; sad brown eyes and pouty lips. An expression that made it impossible to do anything other than just hold him.

After accidentally falling asleep on the sofa one night, you were awoken by the sound of Peter coming through the window. His feet softly landed on the carpet, hair sticking up in a thousand different directions from his mask. He looked tired - well past it, in fact - but you knew this was probably going to be the only chance you had for a while to talk to him.

"Hey," you gently greeted him. The blankets that were around your shoulders slipped down as you sat up, rubbing your eyes.

"Hey, baby," he replied. "How was your day?"

"The usual," you said. "I had classes then work."

"Same here-"

"- Pete, we need to talk," you cut him off. Peter's face fell slightly.

"O-oh, okay," he stammered. "Like, right now?"

"Yeah," you said, "because this is the first time I've seen you in two weeks and if I don't do it now, I probably never will."

Putting his mask down, Peter took a seat at the end of the couch by your feet. He observed as you reached for the TV remote, pausing the episode of How I Met Your Mother that you'd fallen asleep watching earlier. It was almost as though he were watching your movements carefully, trying to read them for a sign of whatever the hell was going on. Unfortunately, his Spidey senses didn't stretch that far.

"Are you breaking up with me?" he blurted. Word vomit.

The silence that followed was enough to break his heart.

"I..." you trailed off. "I don't know."

"What's going on?" he asked.

"I'll just come straight out with it," you murmured. "I don't think you have time for a relationship."

Peter's eyes widened -- mostly because he knew you were right, but also because it sounded so much more painful coming from you. He'd managed to juggle things the last four years, but it was only getting worst.

"I - of course I do!" he insisted. "I know things have been a bit busy lately but I promise as soon as I've dealt with-"

"- why do you keep making promises you can't keep?" you cut him off. "You promised that you'd make time for me in senior year, and that didn't happened. Then you promised it would be during the summer, and that was a lie too. This - this apartment and this year and this fucking life - was supposed to be it, but it's not. So it leads me to think that maybe...maybe this is a problem that can't be fixed, Peter."

"Of course it can," his voice was wobbling as he spoke.

Peter stood up, stalking across the other side of the room. Had his suit always felt so claustrophobic?

"I don't know," you leapt off the sofa, following him. "Because it's not fair on me to keep waiting around for you but it's not fair on you to have to deal with so much."

"I am there for you," he murmured.

"No, you're not - and I'm not saying it's your fault, but it's just the truth," you said. "Like last week, when I had one of my finals? And you promised you would help me study and drive me to the exam the next morning?"

Peter's whole body froze when he remembered. You'd stuck to every one of the commitments you'd made to him, and he knew it was supposed to go both ways.

"I am so sorry-"

"- don't," you cut him off. "I needed you and you weren't there. It's too late for apologies now but I think that entire situation is just a metaphor for how we are now."

"What do you mean?"

"It's a cycle - you're busy, I'm busy, then we promise that we'll try but then we never do," you explained. "I can't keep doing it anymore."

He let out a sigh of defeat, leaning against the counter. "Is this a one final chance thing or an it's over thing?"

Neither of you wanted to say it, because you both knew the answer.