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sleepy-wyvern · 1 year

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His Hummingbird (Miguel O'Hara x female!reader smut)

{Angsty smut oneshot}

Available: here on Tumblr and AO3

WC: ~2.2k [oneshot]

Synopsis: You're a human female who has a boyfriend from another dimension; Spider-Man 2099. Miguel visits your apartment late at night as a surprise after not seeing him for a week.

I HAD TO GET THIS IDEA OUT OF MY HEAD BEFORE I COULD FOCUS ON OTHER FICS IM SORRY ;-;

Inspirations: the song Hummingbird by Metro Bloomin and James Blake and you know the fang scene… man definitely bites 👀

A/N: If y’all want/request more I may write more, otherwise this is a one shot ❤️ leave a comment or reblog if you liked.

Warnings/tags: Angst, Smut (18+ Minors DNI), hickies (lotsa biting), fingering, light begging from reader, p in v (condom), light male whimpering

Disclaimer: I borrowed my spanglish friend for some of the translations here. Feel free to send an ask or comment if something feels off.

Enjoy!

The moon shone bright through the heavy clouds as you wondered where your spider was.

Fighting crime, defeating evil, saving lives, all nothing you could complain about. Another universe, another day, another “business trip.” He used that phrase to try and make you feel better but it couldn’t take away from the fact that one day he may not return. Perhaps if things went bad enough you wouldn’t ever be able to know what happened to him, just spending the rest of your life waiting for someone who would never return. You tried your best to shove the thought away as you fiddled with the window latch.

You pushed open the window widely to get whatever cool night air you could in your little city apartment. As the hot summer days neared closer you took solace in the cold rainy night. The sound of the rain and the city traffic was oddly comforting.

You turned and walked toward the kitchen sink opposite of the room figuring you'd at least try to get some chores done. It was a small-ish apartment the size of a hotel room really. The biggest room was the merged kitchen and living room. Still, it was familiar enough space for you to sense the presence behind you.

The moment you turned your back you heard the window blinds gently tap against the window pane; anyone else would’ve thought that had been the wind. Anyone else without a spider person lover anyways.

“Do spiders ever use the door?” You spoke without turning around, instead you turned the faucet on to do the dishes.

“You should start locking that window at night,” his gruff voice was directly behind you.

“Miguel,” you sighed, twisting the tap off before turning around.

It had been a week since his last visit, the longest ever since you started “seeing” each other. You hadn’t put a label on anything yet, what could you call a lover from another dimension that could never stay with you?

Every time you saw him after a prolonged period you were intimidated by how he stood over you. He hadn’t meant to be intimidating as his mask was already removed, yet it was hard to ignore his height and size of his build especially when he had to look down at you.

“Nobody can enter a 4th story window,” you smiled. “Just you.”

Despite that you were angry he was gone for so long your heart melted at the sight of his brown locks falling gracefully over his forehead. He wore his blue and red spider suit as he always did when traveling.

He wrapped his large arms around your waist, pulling you close into his hot embrace. He planted a kiss on your forehead.

“Te extrañé…” He trailed off as he pulled back to look into your eyes.

He held his hands against your face when you eyed his bracelet; the thing that let him stay here with you without “glitching out.” It was a grim reminder of what could never be. Despite the comfort you got from his rough hands against your soft face, it made you sad.

“I missed you too,” you sighed, overlapping his hand with your smaller one.

The bracelet was cool to the touch as you frowned. “Where have you been?” You scolded, “You told me you’d be back by Monday. It’s Friday!”

“I’m sorry,” he sighed furrowing his brows. “It’s work.”

“It always is,” You turn around putting your hands on the smooth countertop.

“I’ll make it up to you,” he offered, sounding sad and hopeful.

You knew he didn’t mean to make you worry or make you sad. You both wished things were different. It would make it so much easier. You knew though that if he could change things he would and you didn’t want to hold what was out of his control against him. It wasn’t his fault you were born in different worlds, different universes. It didn’t help that you weren’t a spider person either.

You felt his hands gently against your waist as he moved closer to you.

“I'm sorry." He sighed. "Mi pequeña colibrí…” he whispered into your ear. His breath was hot and heavy against your neck sending shivers down your body.

“Oh stop, you can’t use the español to make me feel better! No fair!” You laughed.

He placed a kiss on your ear that tickled before you spun back around, wrapping your arms over his shoulders.

“My spiderman,” You giggled as his look of concern melted into happiness. "I'm not mad at you. Just try to let me know if you'll be late next time."

The corner of his lips turned upward ever so slightly in relief. "I promise."

Another thing that was likely yours only; Miguel’s smile. When Jessica met you she was surprised you were even real. She warned you to not mention much of Miguel’s personal life activities to the other spider people but it was hard to remember. Once you accidentally mentioned the flowers on your table were from Miguel to Gwen she nearly fainted. You adored the way he treated you special even if you weren’t sure why he chose you. You could never be mad at him for something he couldn't control.

He brushed his thumbs in a circular motion against your waist as he held you. His dark eyes were full of love as he looked down at you.

You ran your fingers back through his brown hair. He seemed to sigh beneath your touch, it was thrilling in a way to know he was comfortable enough around you to let his guard down. Nobody else could see Miguel the way you did.

“You need to stop being so stressed. Relax more.” You sighed bringing your fingers to his forehead. “Grumpy wrinkles.”

He chuckled low as he held you tightly. He brought his face down into your neck to inhale the sweet scent of your perfume that he loved so much.

“I know what helps with that,” his voice was deep and silky and fuck it made your body melt.

You giggled as his sweet kisses turned into loving nibbles. He was careful to not hurt you with his fangs but he knew how much you loved his gentle biting. You had a hunch he loved it as much as you did. On top of that it’s been a week without it and damn you missed him.

You let his touch overwhelm you as he held you, softly biting against your delicate skin. His body tensed against you the moment you let out a small pleasurable gasp.

“Hm,” He huffed deeply as he pulled back. “I forgot my strength. I’m sorry, mi colibrí.”

He brought his fingers up to your neck, wiping away the wetness before examining the hickie left behind.

“That’s what makeup is for,” you reassured. “Now, you have a week to make up for…”

“No better time to start than now,” he knocked off the stack of papers that were laying on the countertop.

Before you could react he grabbed your hips, lifting you into the air. You let out a faint gasp as you wrapped your legs around him.

“Miguel!” You scolded as he smirked at you, placing you on the empty countertop space. “Naughty, what has become of you?” You teased him.

“You have become of me,” he pressed his hot lips against yours hungrily.

He brought his hands around to the back of your head holding you close so he could kiss you deeply. It wasn’t long before you could feel his cool tongue against your lips. You opened your mouth letting him in, his cold mouth meeting your warm one.

You brought your hands to his shoulders feeling the fabric of his suit. Eagerly you moved your fingers to his back, grasping for the zipper. You rotated between feeling the muscles of his back and fumbling with the damn zipper making your kisses turn sloppy.

“Eager aren’t we?” He laughed low and deep in his throat, it wasn’t a mocking tone. In fact you knew he loved it.

He shimmied his shoulders out of the suit and it took all of your power not to basically drool over him. You wasted no time bringing your hands to feel his hot skin, tracing your fingers lovingly over the scars on his chest.

You buried your fingers in his hair as your lips met again. The man loves to kiss you, almost as much as he loves to bite you. He took the opportunity to switch to biting your neck whenever you pulled back to breathe.

He slowly brought his fingers underneath the hem of your shirt, running his calloused fingers along your silky smooth torso. You separated from him only long enough to remove the pesky fabric of your top before diving back into him again.

You could feel the bulge in his underwear against your leg as he leaned forward to undo the clasp of your bra. He brought his large hands to your breasts lovingly cupping and massaging them. Goosebumps rose against his skin at the sound of your soft, lustful moans.

“More baby,” you whispered.

He brought his lips to your nipple, his hair tickling your chest. You tilted your head down letting yourself get lost in the scent of his shampoo while he planted wet kisses against your stiff nipple. His grabs on your body slowly turned more rough as you felt his teeth against your skin.

“More,” you demand. It’s been a week and damn you wanted him more than anything.

He hooked his fingers underneath the soft fabric of your leggings and panties as you shimmied to help. Your body shivered as the fabric pooled to the floor. Miguel looked at your body with a mixture of awe and hunger- a deep lust filled hunger.

He brought his index and middle finger to your entrance, smiling when he felt how wet you were.

“You really did miss me huh, mi pequeña colibrí?”

You nodded “mmm’, yes I did. Need you, Miguel.” You whined feeling him circle your entrance.

He wasn’t cruel to make you wait as he plunged his fingers in. Your back arched as you gasped, spreading your legs desperate for him deeper. Feeling his fingers arch against your walls and watching the movements of his wrist as he pleased you was intoxicating.

Still you wanted more.

“Please, baby,” you whimpered.

Your body whined when he stopped and pulled his fingers out.

“What is it, cariño?” His voice purred. He brought his fingers to his lips, rolling his tongue over your sweetness.

“You,” your lip quivered as you shuddered from the cool apartment air. “Please.”

You knew this was a game he could normally play for a long time. Not today though, neither of you could handle it. Instead your heart raced as he nodded to the kitchen drawer where you kept the condoms since counter sex had become a more regular activity.

He brought his large, hard cock out of his boxers, stroking lightly. You swallowed at the sight wondering how you could ever take him.

He smirked at your expression “are you afraid?”

You shook your head, reaching your hands out to his broad shoulders trying to bring him closer. You fumbled with the condom, bringing your hands to his hot cock. He gasped lightly as your hands held him him, rolling the condom down over him.

He lined his tip against your entrance, soaking himself in your juices and teasing you just a little.

“Are you ready?” He whispered and for the first time tonight you heard his voice start to shake.

You bit your lip as you nodded “I am.”

He slowly slid himself in as you let out a moan of tight, firey pressure. The moment he was fully inside you both let out a gasp; you both waited so long for this moment. You wrapped your arms around him as he buried his face in the crook of your neck while you got used to the feeling of all of him inside.

He waited for you to nod and give him the okay to continue. He planted a kiss on your cheek as he pulled out slightly before thrusting in again. You spread your legs further apart, moaning at the next deeper thrust. You grasped at the muscles of his back for an anchor.

“Just like that, cariño,” He whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

He thrusted against, harder and faster as you felt your pleasure start to build. He kept a lovely, steady pace and you knew it wouldn’t be long until you reached your climax.

“Oh Miguel,” you moaned, making him shiver. “Baby, I’m close.”

You grasped at his back desperate to have more of him. His heavy breaths and grunts sent electricity through you while his cock pressed lovingly against that sweet spot.

“Don’t move,” his voice was a quiet whimper while you held him.

Fuck, hearing him whimper always sent you feral but you did your best to keep still while he pounded into your tight cunt. Your back arched as the waves of pleasure crashed down into a lovely orgasm.

“You feel so good,” he whispered in your ear.

You knew he was close and you wrapped your legs around him not letting him go.

“I’m, I’m-“ his voice broke off as you felt his cock twitch inside of you.

His arms held you tightly to him as you were wrapped around him lovingly. The heat of your bodies, the feeling of his heart beating and the rise and fall of his chest as he heavily breathed through the pleasure… Despite that soon he’d have to leave again these moments are what make it worth it.

"Te amo," his voice was a husky whisper as he held you.

For now, you got to enjoy the warm embrace of your spider.

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gluion · 1 year

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familiarity (it’s all sticky) ➵ kim sunwoo

peter parker!kim sunwoo x spiderman!reader

you're not sure why you decide to show up at your ex's place all wounded up from tonight's battle.

genre/warnings ➵ exes (to sort of lovers?), angst, touch of fluff, afab reader (no-gendered terms), hurt/comfort (both physical and emotional), discussions of wounds and depictions of blood, lowercase intended, ghost-spider au (though please don't expect it to be accurate!), reader is obviously spiderman while sunwoo is peter parker i mean HELLO?? i am right, sunwoo is such a slob here, reader's hair is long enough to be tucked behind their ear, i also based everything on google when it comes to patching up wounds omg please don't follow me at all, kissing fingertips, mentions of non-sexual stripping and showering (let him take care of you)

word count ➵ 4k words

taglist ➵ @deoboyznet @kflixnet @blankjournal @winterchimez @miusgirl @jenoscafe @sweet-unicorn-world @vernyangel @mosviqu

playlist ➵ nonviolent communication by metro boomin, james blake, a$ap rocky, & 21 savage // hummingbird by metro boomin & james blake

a/n ➵ i've had this idea for the longest time in my drafts. i'm pretty sure it came to me as i was writing of linked arms and bruised hearts, but i'm glad i took some time to sit down (even in my busy and hell midterms season) to write it :') thank you to my lovely cat @wuahae for beta reading <3 this work is only a fraction of what our friendship truly is, and proof of the care we have for each other. i love you! i also thought it would be in theme to get songs from across the spiderverse ost for the playlist </3 please don't forget to reblog (even if it's in your tbr!)

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new york city never falls silent. the bustle of every new yorker can be heard through their footsteps, the wheels that glide against the train tracks along with the beeps of taxis sound throughout the city. the metropolis stays alive in every street, every alleyway, every corner. no matter what hour it may be, each pavement is wide awake.

but the lights seem hazy tonight; the luminescence pours out of every building, the led boards are only blurs of silhouettes and illegible words. normally, you would warn against going out if someone could barely make sense of what these signs say, but you never seem to follow your own advice.

as you swing through the city, web clinging onto every building, blood continues to seep through the white spandex that covers you from head to toe. your body feels heavy, the pain in your lower abdomen continuing to spike with every movement—every swing—you make.

you bite on your lip, holding back the whimpers. your eyes dart through every street sign you pass. with every swing, you realize you’re nowhere close to where you should be. instead…

you don’t allow yourself to think it over. maybe the loss of blood has you moving out of impulse, but for now, you can only think of getting rid of the pain.

you swing around the corner before landing down at the familiar fire escape, paint-chipped and rusted just like you remember. a hiss leaves your mouth as your hand reaches out to the spot where the blood continues to seep through, holding it down to keep pressure on the wound.

you’re face-to-face with the window; the reflection of you all suited up in some persona is a sight you’re accustomed to—but not on the glass of his window. you’re not sure why you came back here, injured in an identity he only knew of through word of mouth.

but the throbbing in your abdomen doesn’t give you enough time to think more about it. pushing the window up, you throw one leg over the edge into the apartment. your eyes quickly scan through the familiar space—a room you once treated as yours.

pillows scattered and bedsheets wrinkled, the walls are littered with the same posters of anime he swears to be the best of all time (though you’d always disagreed), along with his desk, littered with trinkets you haven’t seen since the day you left him—ones that he talked about to you back then with so much joy.

as you attempt to get your other leg over the edge of the window, you yelp at the sharp pain that strikes. “fuck,” you whimper, gasping out a breath. another groan rips out from your throat as you force your leg over, head resting on the frame with closed eyes, bracing yourself through the wave of pain that follows.

as pants continue to leave your mouth, your senses tingle as your ears catch the sound of footsteps on the other side of the room. you attempt to stand up only for another groan to leave your lips, and you realize it’s too late—the door creaks open, revealing the man you haven’t been face-to-face with since you said your farewell months ago.

dressed in an oversized white tee and a pair of black shorts, sunwoo stands with a bag of chips in his hand and disheveled hair, eyes wide and gaping. you can only assume he was fresh from bed.

“s-spiderman?!” he looks around, noticing the mess that you’re being exposed to. before you can register it, he rushes in, dropping the bag of chips somewhere near the doorway, and tries to tidy his bed. “w-what are you doing here? i think you might’ve entered the wrong room,” he stutters as he attempts to fix his pillows and bedsheets (poorly, if you may say).

somehow, the sight of sunwoo all frazzled makes you smile behind your mask. the idea of your—no, you mean, this guy all worried about you seeing how untidy he lives makes you chuckle.

but as you laugh, pain shoots through your lower abdomen once more. you cough out before hissing, pressing onto the wound. it takes everything in you to keep your body upright until you feel a pair of hands rest on your shoulders. you look up only to be met with his worried expression.

and you spot the way his eyes trail down to where your hand rests. you’re thankful that the mask could hide the heat that rises to your cheeks.

“oh god, you need that treated,” sunwoo’s eyes snap back up to you, and your breath hitches. even after all these months, he still holds stars in his eyes.

it’s been a while since you last saw him up close. the bags on his under eyes have turned a few shades darker, and you notice an eyelash that rests on his cheek. you don’t think about what you do next, your free hand reaching out to his face, and his breath hitches. once you pick it out, you flick the strand off of your fingers, and that’s when you realize the mistake you committed.

“s-sorry,” you choke out. although you try to keep your voice as low and gruntled as possible, he frowns. he bites the inside of his cheek as his eyes flicker between your masked face and the wound.

“i-i don’t know how to help. i can call for an ambulan—”

you grab onto his arm before he can leave. as you shake your head, he gulps. “i can’t really help you,” he says, but your grip doesn’t falter. with that, he lets out a sigh before kneeling in front of you. his hands find themselves on the ledge, his arms now caging your frail figure. “do you have someone in mind who can help you?”

sunwoo’s question is innocent. you’re sure the last thing he meant was to mock your situation—showing up in a “stranger’s” room unannounced—but it strikes a chord in you.

you haven’t spoken to him since you broke up a few months back. when you’re outside of your suit, you avoid him like the plague. in the hallways of campus, you take any possible route to not cross his. but when you’re covered in your second skin, you find yourself on top of buildings watching him from far away. with the distance, you allow yourself to learn about what he’s been up to since you two last spoke.

so you don’t know why you sit in front of him all injured and dressed up in white, black, and pink spandex, because you haven’t spoken to him since that day. shame bubbles within you all while reality slowly slips from your fingertips. and the way your body gets heavier with every second that passes has him mumbling profanities.

his hands hold onto you as he makes you lean your weight on the frame of the window. “wait,” he says as he stands up and walks into his bathroom. before you know it, he comes out with a box.

sunwoo finds his spot back in front of you and he opens what he retrieved. as he looks through the supplies of bandages, alcohol, gauze, and more, he says as his eyes flicker up towards you, “i don’t know how much this will help but it’ll do for now.”

and you should be thankful that someone is willing to bandage you up after the rough night you’ve had, but it feels like a lie to have sunwoo be the one to do it, especially when you haven’t told him the truth.

so when he grabs onto the supplies he needs to treat your wound, your free hand reaches for the underside of your mask. his eyes follow where it rests, and he freezes in his tracks. your fingertips curl on the fabric as you take a deep breath.

“you don’t—”

you shake your head, cutting him off, and you close your eyes before pulling off the mask.

you’re afraid to look at the boy kneeling in front of you, for you can only imagine the annoyance—the disgust—that will paint his features. it’s not like you had a choice to show up at his fire escape this one night, but it was your choice to reveal who spiderman really is behind the mask.

a beat passes.

you’re not sure what to do at this moment. what are you supposed to do after a vigilante reveals who they are?

but when you open your eyes, sunwoo looks back at you with an emotion you can’t pinpoint. he averts his eyes, trailing down to your wound. “let me see it,” he whispers.

you gulp, an attempt to clear your throat and thoughts, before letting your hand move away from the puncture. your hand grips the hem of the top of your suit, peeling it upwards to reveal a bloody wound. from the sight, it looks like you were stabbed, but it’s only a deep cut.

he pulls out a piece of cloth, reaching out and pressing it to your wound. you yelp, eyes squeezing shut at the contact. “i’m sorry, but we need to stop the bleeding a bit more.” it takes everything in you to open your eyes. you’re met with the sight of sunwoo whose face holds a thousand emotions—you can’t identify any of them.

“can you keep pressure on it?” you only nod before you remove your gloves, afraid to touch the wound with fabric covered in grime. you dump your mask and gloves on the space beside you before letting your hand reach to where the cloth is held against. your hand brushes against his for a split second—you retract your hand immediately at the contact with his skin.

at the sudden motion, the cloth against your stomach drops with nothing left to hold it. sunwoo curses in a panic, hand shooting out in an attempt to save it, but you react faster. snatching it mid-fall, you grasp it tightly, placing the cloth back onto your wound. his eyes dart between where your hand rests and your face, a twinge of worry cast on his features, but he doesn’t give you an opportunity to say anything as he stands up quickly and walks back to his bathroom.

you hear the water run for a moment. the noises of the street fill your ears. the lights from outside cascade the floor, hues of yellow and purple filling the room. and then thunder rumbles; it shakes the floorboards. the sounds of raindrops follow, and you feel your back start to get wet from the storm that has entered new york city.

you try to push yourself off the ledge, a groan ripping out of your throat once more. and you’re finally on your feet. but at any moment, it feels like you may collapse.

“wait, wait! what are you doing?” sunwoo exclaims as he rushes out of the bathroom. he quickly grabs hold of you in an attempt to keep you steady. “don’t stand up or that wound might get worse.”

“i-it’s just the rain. i don’t want to leave the window open.” as you turn your torso, another spike strikes where your wound is. the yelp that leaves your mouth has sunwoo grip onto your arm tighter.

“no, just sit. i’ll take care of it,” he says as he brings you to his chair, his hand never leaves your arm. you let out a hiss until your bottom meets the cushion. as soon as your back rests on the chair, you close your eyes for a moment from the pain.

his hand leaves you. you hear the window shut; the car horns and barks from stray animals are now muffled.

when your eyes flutter open, sunwoo crouches in front of you with a wet towel in his hand. “i need to clean it.” you only nod before removing the cloth on your wound. he grabs it from you and places it on his lap.

as he raises the wet towel to your wound, you flinch at the contact. he quickly retracts it and asks, “does it hurt?”

“no, it’s just cold,” you mumble back. he only nods before attempting to clean the area around your wound. while he keeps his eyes on the puncture, your eyes remain on his face; hues of yellow cast upon him.

his skin glows under the city lights—did anyone know about the stars you once carved on it?

“is this why we broke up?” his eyes snap toward yours as he asks that question.

you cannot help but bite the inside of your cheek. “y-yeah,” you choke out.

he hums before his eyes go back down to your injury. “i’m guessing this is why you were distant then, right?”

you don’t bother to speak, letting the silence speak for itself.

he removes the wet towel; the white cloth is covered in patches of red. as he crumples it into a ball, you spot that his white shirt holds splotches of blood as well.

sunwoo stands up to drop the pieces of fabric on the table behind you. “your dad obviously doesn’t know,” he mutters to himself.

it’s a rhetorical question. of course, your father has no clue of your late-night rendezvous. you’re sure he could never look at you the same if he found out because to him, he would never understand what you do. he would see you only as a low-life criminal in the same way the nypd does.

sunwoo then dabs a cotton ball soaked in betadine on your abdomen. you bite on your lip as a hiss leaves your mouth. “fuck,” you curse, and he only continues to clean up your wound.

silence takes over you two. as he bandages you up, you allow yourself to close your eyes. you were thankful to find rest in these small moments. but you don’t miss the warmth of his fingertips on your skin; they feel just like last time.

“why did you come here?” his question has your eyes snapping open, and you are met with a frown resting on his face.

you bite the inside of your cheek. “i-i don’t know.” it’s a lie—one you both know. you had every chance to change the route you were taking. instead, you chose to go to his place—even if it may be on the other side of where you live.

he lets out a sigh. it’s clear that he’s disappointed by your words, but all he says is “okay,” as he gets up. “you can stay here for the night.” he stands in front of you in a shirt covered in patches of blood—it’s proof that his heart still holds a spot for you.

despite the venom that was laced in your words the night you cut ties with him, he leaves you a space for you to fill. it’s another choice you can make, but one you’re not sure if you should take.

sunwoo walks to the desk behind you and flips the lamp on. you swivel the chair so that you’re face-to-face with his slouched figure. you would’ve scolded him, but you’re not in the place to do so—not after what you two had.

but a part of you wishes to chide those words—hey, keep slouching and your back will get worse—for old time’s sake. it takes everything in you to hold back from saying the reminder, but it takes nothing to let your hand grip the back of his shirt. his movements halt.

as you sit up, you let your face bury into the arch of his back. the scent of his laundry detergent (it’s still the same smell of lavender) fills your nose, and you let your hands trail around his torso until they find their home on his waist. even after all these months, your hands knew where to rest—your spidey senses knew who to go to.

you feel his hands rest on your arms, his thumb drawing circles on your forearm. you breathe at the same pace as him. whenever his shoulders move up, yours follow. and you allow yourself to cherish just this once the familiar warmth of sunwoo. you let your soul mesh with his once more.

with closed eyes, you whisper, “i still look for you.” his thumb stops moving, and a shaky breath leaves your mouth. “i’m here because all i know is you.”

it’s half of a lie, but still a lie nevertheless. you shake your head against his shirt. “no,” you rescind. “i know i shouldn’t be here, and i had every chance to go back home, but,” you take a deep breath. “would you let me, just this once, be honest with you?”

your question hangs in the air—it’s not for him but for you. all the choices you took led to this moment, from embracing the persona you were handed through a single spider bite all the way to removing the mask in front of him.

sunwoo spins to face you. he stands in front of you with the remnants of you covering him, his shirt coated in hues of red and your blood dried up on his hands. the light behind him causes a shadow to paint his face.

but when he kneels once more in front of you, you get a good look at his features. he still looks like the same boy you first met—the same one you fell in love with—but you wonder if he was still the one you knew?

that is until his hand reaches toward your face. you hold your breath as it finds its spot on your cheek. but as his thumb grazes your cheekbone, a trembling breath leaves you. you gulp everything down—your fears and anxieties—so that you can finally be honest with sunwoo.

“i wanted to tell you who i really am.” a flicker of confusion flashes through his eyes. “and i know i’m not doing it in the best state,” a chuckle leaves your mouth. “but with every day that passes, and every injury i need to endure, i didn’t know when i would be able to tell you what went wrong with us.” a beat passes. “what went wrong with me.”

he shakes his head. “nothing’s wrong with you. what are you talking about?” a frown takes over his face. “i mean, you’re spiderman, for god’s sake.” you weren’t able to hold back the giggle that slipped from your lips.

but it wouldn’t be fair to just accept his words as is, not after the damage you’ve caused.

you let a hand rest on his, the one that rests on your cheek, and you curl your fingers so that you hold it. “i’m sorry that this is me.” the whisper is loud enough to fill the silence of his room. “i’m sorry that i crashed here all injured and left you to deal with the mess,” your eyes flicker to his bed. “especially on a night when you were resting.”

as soon as your eyes go back to sunwoo, you notice that he’s biting the inside of his cheek. “why are you telling me this?” it’s an honest question, one he couldn’t figure out the answer to. “we haven’t seen each other since you broke up with me.”

and he has every right to be confused with your sudden appearance. after all the months spent avoiding him in the halls while still seeking him on top of buildings, sunwoo was left with no clue as to why you come to him first in such a dire situation. why is it that you chose to reveal such an intimate part of yourself months after you two have drifted?

“do i have to say it?” you ask.

and he looks back into your eyes before saying, “it’s the least you can do.”

so you grab onto his hand, moving it so that it rests in yours. the sight of his fingers and palms covered in splotches of you fills your heart with warmth. it’s proof of the time he spent to patch you up. no matter who you may be—spiderman or not—you will forever be at his mercy.

“we can’t be together. it will only be another cycle of pain.” for both of you. as your eyes land back on his face, you spot sorrow coating his features.

“but i still do.” it’s an unfinished thought on his end. despite the frown you show, all he does is flash you a bitter smile. “i always have and always will.”

and it clicks.

“n-no, sunwoo,” you shake your head. “you can’t.”

he brings your hand close to his lips, letting it linger for a moment. “but you do,” he whispers into your fingertips. “right?”

even after revealing who spiderman truly is behind the mask, you expect sunwoo to rethink everything he knows. the months spent away from you should be enough reason to reconsider how much he knows of you now. but even if you two were to spend years apart, he would still read you as well as he does now.

“i can’t,” you choke out. “i can only offer so much, and you deserve so much more.”

he smiles at you—the same one you used to see every day, no matter what time of the day it may be—as his free hand reaches for your hair, tucking it behind your ear.

“i couldn’t care any less.”

you shake your head. it’s clear he doesn’t understand the gravity of it all; to be with you means to remain in constant danger. “no, sunwoo. you don’t understand. i broke up with you because i’m batshit scared of what will happen to you.”

because it seems to always occur—anyone you come close to becomes another target for your enemies. it’s already hard enough to handle the responsibility of being a masked hero, but you don’t think you could handle a possibility where sunwoo’s death would be on your hands.

but all he does is shake his head and says, “i don’t care. i still love you.”

you haven’t heard him say that to you in months. such a simple phrase causes warmth to fill your limbs and heat to rise to your cheeks. he still has the same effect on you after so long.

there are consequences that this conversation bears. you should have stood up and left as soon as he patched you up. it should’ve been obvious that the longer you stayed, the more you would pour out sentiments that you tried to keep under wraps—under the mask—and it seemed that sunwoo knew how to undo them even better than he did then.

and hearing sunwoo say those words has you falling into a perpetual cycle of torment, one that makes every day intolerable for you can only watch him from afar. but aren’t you already living it the more you deny what’s in front of you two?

so you only nod, and bring his hand close so you can feel his fingertips on your lips. with closed eyes, you whisper, “okay.”

it’s a testament to everything—one to his offer to let you sleep in this very room you once treated as yours, one to his confession that tilted your world’s axis, one to the very situation you’re in—and you’re sure he knows it, too.

he smiles as soon as your eyes flutter open. “let’s go to sleep.”

you know that sleep meant to be wrapped in his arms all while he would leave kisses on your temple. you don’t remember the last time you got enough rest, but you remember that the last time you slept in sunwoo’s arms was the last one you were able to fall into slumber at ease.

so you nod, allowing him to help you out of the chair. and he helps you through it all—shedding the suit off of you, cleaning you of all the grime from tonight’s adventure, and getting dressed in fresh clothes—until you two find your place on his bed.

nothing is said for the rest of the night. for once, you drift into slumber without any secrets stashed away.

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MEME FIVE - SEND ME AN EMOJI!

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mvrtaiswriting · 4 years

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Your writing is so beautifully done! I feel like you really capture your characters’ personalities. Would you consider writing a scenario where reader was part of the Crusaders and is reconnecting with part4!Jotaro after his recent divorce. It’s awkward dating at first, but Joot’s heart melts every time he sees reader and Jolyne getting along so well.

Are you even real? - Jotaro Kujo.

HELLO HELLO HELLO and thank you so much for waiting so long! Writer’s block has been a pain BUT this one actually carried me away and helped me get through it.. so thank you for requesting it! Gotta say it: timeline of jojo’s event is not accurate, but it does include everything you asked for!! I don’t wanna bother you anymore so please enjoy! I hope this meets your expectations!!

Neutral reader x Jotaro Kujoh.

Jojo’s bizzare adventures: Diamond Is Unbreakable & Stardust Crusaders

Timeline of Jojo’s events (mostly jotaro’s fatherhood) is a bit bizzare

SFW

Trigger warning: usual jojo’s violence

Words Count: 2631

Song suggestion: Are you even real? by James Blake

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Please feel free to reblog or leave a comment :) help me support my art (it’s free!),

Jotaro was about to throw what would have been his last punch to Kira when he was interrupted by the manifestation of a familiar stand. Was he hallucinating? Did he lose too much blood to imagine things now? While he asked himself this questions, resting his back against the wall trying to preserve the few energies he had left in his body, he looked around looking for the owner of the stand that just came to his rescue. His eyes scanned meticulously the area; he was sure you weren’t far – of course, if all of it just wasn’t a massive joke made by his tired mind.

But you were there – you were really there. And you were beating up Kira so bad, making it look so easy. He widened his eyes open, forcing himself to remain conscious. Josuke would have arrived in matters of minutes and he would have cured all of his injuries.

Jotaro closed his eyes, and the next thing he saw was you and Josuke leaning over him. You smiled when you noticed he was regained energy and health, looking into his beautiful aquamarine eyes for some seconds. You really missed them, you missed him.

“Getting old?” you said laughing, offering him a hand to help him stand up. He shook his head while a soft, almost imperceptible smile formed on his lips as he fixed his hat onto his head as per usual.

“What are you doing here?” he said, opening his arms and implicitly inviting you into a hug.

You smiled, hugging him tight. You guys hadn’t seen each other in so long, and being in each other’s arms just felt like coming home.

“Guess this is your way to say ‘thank you for saving my ass, nice to see you again!’” you said laughing.

Behind you, Josuke’s and his friends’ all had riddled expressions on their faces. Seeing Jotaro so outgoing surely was something unexpected – so much that Kira running away didn’t seem to matter at all.

Jotaro nodded at your words, breaking up from the hug and taking a good minute to look at you. He still was much taller than you, and you didn’t seem to have aged a bit. You were as beautiful as he remembered you. What he didn’t remember was all the complicated, little emotions he felt every time he was next to you that were now coming back to surface. You always held a special place in his heart. You two always shared a particular bond that never got the chance to really develop. During the crusaders days, you were too busy fighting and looking for Dio to get involved into emotional relationships; and following the final battle, after losing Kakyion, Avdol and Iggy, Jotaro didn’t think it was appropriate to actually confess you his feelings. All of you were mourning the deaths of your companions, and although Kakyion would have encouraged Jotaro to actually tell you about how he felt, in that moment, it just didn’t feel right. So he let you go, and everyone just returned to their own lives. He had moved on since then or at least he tried to do so; he was now a father with a failed marriage, but he never really forgot you. Afterall, no one ever forgets their first love.

“Joseph called me a week ago. I’m sorry I came late but it was the best I could do!” You answered Jotaro’s previous question. “He told me you guys needed a hand and that my degree in criminology would have been useful. He explained everything to me and.. here I am!” you continued.

Jotaro’s expression seemed surprised. He didn’t know his grandfather was still in contact with you. At first, he started to ask himself why didn’t Joseph tell him years before. He could have had a chance with you – he would have followed you wherever you were. His jiji knew what he felt towards you, how could he just stay silent? Those questions were quickly followed by doubts: what was Joseph planning? Did he call you because they really needed you there or because he was just trying to help Jotaro overcome his divorce and find someone to help him with Jolyne? All these doubts clouded Jotaro’s mind, leaving him silent.

After you were introduced to everyone, you and the rest of the guys went to a coffee bar to discuss how investigations would have been organised and what methods would have been more successful in finding Kira’s new identity.

Jotaro kept his eyes locked on you while you professionally explained to Rohan, Koichi and the rest of the boys what to do. A part of him was busy studying every little detail of your face. How you still did the same facial expression you did 10 years before, how your smile still managed to lighten up everything around you. It was so strange how much time passed by, how many things changed during these years; yet things stayed the same between the two of you. He still felt the same way he did when he was just a boy, you guys still related to each other the same way you did when you travelled around the world.

Jotaro’s posture was much more relaxed now that you were around. His face had a more relaxed expression, and you gladly found out that he became a bit more talkative than he was in his younger days.

Joseph found you a room in the same Hotel where him and Jotaro where staying in while in Morio-cho, leading the two of you to spend an incredible amount of time together.

As time passed, you and Jotaro grew closer and closer. You quickly learned about his love life and that he became a marine biologist, something you would have never expected from him. He was very curious about your life too: he was eager to know what happened to you during those years – he wasn’t able to find you when he tried, and now that you were right in front of him, he wanted to make the best out of the time he got to spend with you. He wanted to know if the person he always loved was taken, and what happened to them during all that time. However, he never directly asked you any private question. He learned that you had an important relationship at a certain point, which broke your heart and made you afraid of love, but only because you and Joseph talked about it.

He thought it was ironic; he had a similar experience.

Searching for Kira’s new identity was tiring. You were all doing your best, and were using every resource you could. You in particular were really involved with the whole research project– it was the main reason why you were there. Every time there were news, whether they were minor or not, you were always the first one to be notified.

You were busy examining some of your notes and the pictures Rohan took when Jotaro knocked on your door. You sent your stand over to open the door, focusing on your studies. It was only when you smelled Jotaro’s sweet perfume filling the room that you finally lifted your eyes up from the books and the various pics in front of you. You greeted Jotaro with a weak smile, as he sat down next to you.

“Thought you could use some coffee.” He said, leaving a fuming cup in front of you.

You thanked him, and proceeded to take a long sip from the cup.

“How is it going?” he asked.

You sighed, running an hand through your hair as if that gesture could help you reorganise your thoughts. You explained everything to him, ranting a bit about how stressing the whole situation felt. Every time you thought you got closer to finding Kira, something happened that forced you to start all over again. He wasn’t like every other serial killer you studied about; he was always a step ahead of everyone.

Jotaro listened carefully to your words, nodding sometimes to let you know that he was really paying attention to what you were saying. Once you finished, he looked a bit perplexed and offered you his insight regarding the whole situations. You trusted his words more than anyone else’s – you knew he had great analytical skills, you would have trusted him with your life. Something you already did in the past.

The two of you spent the night together, smoking some cigarettes while discussing about every possibility regarding Kira’s escape. He sat exactly next to you on the sofa, reading some documents given to you by the Speedwagon foundation when you tiredly rested your head on his shoulder.

This gesture made his muscles contract for a second, catching him out of guard. He turned to look at you, your eyes almost closed because of your tiredness. Without saying a word, Jotaro leaned his lips against your head, leaving a soft kiss on it before continuing reading his documents as if nothing happened. It wasn’t long until you fell asleep. When Jotaro noticed it, he wasn’t sure about moving. He didn’t want to wake you up, but he knew that wasn’t the most comfortable position for you to sleep in. He slowly lied on the sofa, letting you rest your head on his chest. He put his white coat on you, deciding to stay there for the night.

You woke up next to him the following morning, your bodies completely intertwined. You were confused, as you didn’t remember falling asleep. Also, you didn’t really want to bother Jotaro this much, and immediately felt bad about it. You slowly got up, leaving the beautiful man sleep on the sofa of your hotel room. After a quick shower, you headed towards the hotel’s canteen to buy some breakfast for both of you.

When you finally returned to your room, you saw Jotaro stretching up, standing tall in the middle of the room. “Morning” he whispered in a low, raspy voice.

Smiling as if you were a teenager in love, you replied and offered him a donut.

“I’m sorry for yesterday. You could have woken me up.” You said shyly, doing your best to avoid eye contact.

He hinted a small laugh, messing your hair with his hand.

“No need to apologise, silly. It’s fine, I fell asleep too.”

Days passed by, and you knew you were getting closer to find out Kira’s identity. Your days however, weren’t made up solely by studies, researches or fight. Most of the time you found yourself spending time with the Joestar’s family: you would usually have dinner with Josuke, Jotaro, Joseph and Josuke’s mum, spending quality time together and hearing funny anecdotes from Josuke and Joseph. You also had the chance to meet Jolyne a few times; Jotaro drove you out of city because he really cared about letting the two of you meet. And it was a good thing: you and jolyne relly got along with each other, almost as if you had been friends in a previous lifetime.

Although Jotaro was never vocal about it, he was important to him to see how along you got with his family. He loved seeing you playing with Jolyne, and he knew how much you appreciated and respected Joseph. It was also nice to see you getting along with Josuke – both of you had a lively personality, and he grew affectionate towards you really quickly. Sometimes, Jotaro would find your bond a bit irritating – but he knew Josuke was only a 14 y/o boy. He was also conscious about how irrationally jealous he could become, so he never really spoke about it.

As time passed, Jotaro became more and more aware of his feelings towards you. He never forgot you and now every emotion he felt in the past was simply coming back.

The two of you spent an awful amount of time together, always finding new excuses to do so. Whether it was to investigate over Kira, training to prepare for the final battle or simply visiting some new places, there wasn’t a moment when you weren’t with him; and although he felt incredible bad for thinking about it, Jotaro hoped to find Kira as late as possible.

He needed more time; more time to fully understand what was going on inside his mind and his heart, more time to find the right words to explain everything to you, more time to understand whether his feelings were reciprocated or not.

It was during the final battle with Kira that he finally had the responses he needed.

Seeing you covered in blood made his heart beat incredibly fast. For minutes that felt like an eternity he did not know what to do, how to act - something which was very unusual for him. Jotaro had always been the kind of person to think rapidly, without letting his emotions overwhelm him. But this time it was different. He left you and Josuke fighting alone against Kira for too much time and now the both of you were in danger. It was something he already experience before in Egypt, and he wasn’t willing to lose anyone else. You kept one of Josuke’s arms around your shoulders to help him standing, the young boy still towering you even if his figure was arched over you. Both of you were covered in blood and with various injuries over your bodies. You were still able to stand on your feet, looking angrily at Kira who was grinning in response. Your breath was heavy and you didn’t have much strength left in your body, but when you saw Jotaro, you knew you had to hold on.

You gave him a quick look, his face covered with worry and fear. “I’ll cover your back but you'll have to be quick.” you said, summoning your powerful Stand once again. Jotaro understood your plan, and without losing anymore time he started walking towards you, becoming close enough to use Star Platinum against your enemy.

“Star Platinum. The World!” he said, stopping time and letting Kira have a taste of Star Platinum’s punches.

Before he let time flow again, he gently picked your body up in his arms and stepped far enough from the explosion Killer Queen would have caused moments later. Shielding you with his own body, time started to flow again. You looked at him smiling, gratefully crouching yourself onto his chest, trying your best to recover some energie and enjoying the warmth of his body.

“Thanks for always being my hero.”

Jotaro couldn’t help but smile hearing those words, shaking his head in response.

“I just returned you a favour.”, he added.

Two weeks passed by since the defeat of Yoshikage Kira.

You and Jotaro decided to stay in Morio-cho a bit longer than what you originally planned. The time spent together allowed you to discuss your mutual feelings and, after a long night of passion and love, you started dating.

It was awkward at first. You and Jotaro never really officialised your relationship; you just let things between you evolve naturally, preferring a physical love language over words – what united the two of you wasn’t something that could have been easily described. However, he eventually confessed you that he had loved you since your trip in Egypt, receiving a: “I did too, idiot.” in response.

As time went by, you and Jolyne managed to build a strong, beautiful bond – so much, she’d start to refer to you as a parental figure and nothing less. Jotaro loved seeing the two of you together; you were the people he loved the most, and he was happy his little daughter liked you as much as he always did.

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petitkante · 2 years

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ok so you reblogged that germany nt video and said something abt german men,,,, pls introduce me to your boys tho. like is there anything i should know ? brazil nt crash course pls . cute men etc etc i'm all ears (also i'll gladly take a song and book rec 🫶🏼)

ohh i’m so happy you asked me that!!!

we have our old men [affectionate] that have gone through so much but are still reliable (casemiro, marquinhos, thiago silva and dani alves). they’re also our caps <3

we have neymar and he needs no introduction. i’m actually quite excited to see him in this wc now that we don’t depend on him as much.

philippe coutinho. my baby. my love. i love watching him play and i’m so glad to see him enjoying football again.

alisson is our rock, obvs. ederson and weverton are our back up gks and they are incredible as well. super fortunate to have them all.

we have our baby boys, our star boys: gabi martinelli, bruno guimarães, paquetá, vini jr, richarlison, raphinha, rodrygo & antony. they’re like a breath of fresh air. our football was getting so stilted and uncreative and they carved their names into the squad and made everything better. <3

(i also have the biggest crush on antony 😭 but shhh bc he’s younger than me lmao)

these are my faves from our current squad.

and since you recommended me a james blake song, which has a chill vibe, i’ll recomend you “hope” by arlo parks. her voice is so soothing, the melody is so nice and the lyrics are beautiful <3

#thank you ❤️#this got long sorry!!!

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turning-dreams-into-chaos · 4 years

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Upcoming Requests

As I promised, I’m popping on to post a list of all my requests I’m doing. I know I have asks and messages, but I’m not going to go through them right now, but I appreciate all your support everyone. I’m not tagging people who requested until it’s posted because most of these are anons. Please like and reblog this, just so others are aware of what I’m doing, and comment which pieces you’re looking forward to the most! It’s a LONG list, so I’m adding a read more option. I’m not posting these in any order, that’s just how they’re listed.

Also check out my writing challenge in my bio!

Requests:

Bellamy Blake:

Can you do a Bellamy x reader? which takes place in season 3 with the chips that take away their pain. The reader is going through something and wants to take it but Bellamy stops them? Love your writing and don’t care about the haters!

Hi! It’s me again. I’ve got this BellamyxReader idea where the reader has become more and more reckless, and when she kills someone she doesn’t even flinch. Everyone’s worried, especially Bellamy. When they get to restrain chipped-Raven and they’re taking shifts to check on her. While it’s the reader’s turn, Raven says something that makes her snap. I have 2 ideas for the end: either the readers goes out and points a gun to her head or she points it to Raven. Either way, Bellamy stops her. (I was thinking that maybe no one knows about it and that the reader’s been keeping it under control with the meds Kane managed to give her before she was sent to earth with the 100 (maybe she could be Kane’s daughter).Then, when Jaha started chipping everyone, ALIE ordered someone to steal her meds and she didn’t really want to tell anyone about the missing meds. She started to go through the maniac phase of it, and people around her (Bellamy, Clarke) started to notice that something was off Then, coming back to my original request lol, Raven told her that they stole their meds to mess with her and you can connect it with the rest of my other request)

Hi there, I was wondering if i could request an angsty/fluffy S5 Bellamy fic based on the song “Hesitate” by the Jonas Brothers? Thank you ☺❤

Is it possible to get a bellamy one-shot or something based on the song “I hate you, I love you” by gnash and olivia o’brien? I’m not really picky (at all) by what the plot is, but I feel like it’s a good song to write a fic about, thanks girlie 💜 ~ Posted!

Okay soooo I have this on my mind for aawhile!Are you able to do a Bellamy Blake x plus size (if you want) reader imagine based on the song “Don’t wanna fall in love” by KYLE… if you want though!

Hi! I have a request What about a Bellamy x Reader based on the song Happy Pills by Weathers?

Would you be willing to do a Bell x Reader based on the song ALARM by Anne-Marie? Maybe something in season 1, but you can decide a different season if it’s easier☺

Your song fics are so goooddddd! Can you PLEASE do one based on If the World was Ending? Its by JP Saxe and Julia Michaels. Can it be a lot of angst and maybe a cute ending if it works? Thank you!!!!!

Hi!! I love your work! I was wondering if you could write a Bellamy x reader based on the song Hot Girl Bummer by blackbear! Thank you ❤️ have a nice day!

Could you maybe do something Season 1 Bellamy where he's tough and lets everybody "do whatever the hell they want" but he's bossier to you and you're a rebellious spirit but he's actually being hard on you because he really really likes you and he doesn't want anything to happen to you (he's bossy in a roundabout way so he makes sure you get dinner and are safe and stuff) and maybe something happens and she gets hurt cause she's mad at him and he admits his feelings for her? Sassy and sweet?

Sirius Black:

hello! can i request an imagine in which reader is Lucius’ little sister, so she has a bad reputation among the marauders, but on their last year, her and Sirius are supposed to work on a project together so they start spending more time together and he realises that she’s not like her family at all, so they start developing feelings for each other? maybe they even kiss in the end? hehe. thanks!

Hey sweets! I was wondering if I could request a oneshot with young!Sirius please? Something with a lot of mutual pining? Also if the reader could be in Ravenclaw that would be really nice :) Thanks anyways 💓

can i request an extremely fluffy (floof upon floof) and wholesome fic with sirius? :’) thank you

Could you please write a Sirius x reader where the reader is a Gryffindor but is very quiet and cold and Sirius tries to get closer to her?

Hey! I saw that your requests for the marauders were open. I would like to request a Sirius oneshot where he has a crush on reader who is super sassy and will not give him time of the day. He is a bit sad and so maybe James takes it upon himself to get them together? Maybe as a bonus they help July get together too? Thankyou 😍

Hey! How are you? Thanks to Seira I discovered you were writing for the marauders! So I was thinking could you right something on the marauders (Sirius x reader) were it’s full moon and they’re in the muggle world. Moony is stuck in the middle of a village, there is a lot of muggle around him so the reader (who is an animagus too since she’s a marauder) save him but finish hurt by a villager so Sirius protect her and carry her away? I hope it’s understandable and sorry if my English is bad :)

Barry Allen:

Hiii! One last request before you close them! Maybe a Barry Allen x reader where the reader has got “dark” powers? I picture her like Billie Eilish in her music video “Bury a Friend”. I don’t know if I explained it clearly 😂

James Potter:

I really love your works on Harry Potter (basically marauders) Can I request 14, 16, 18, 23, 28 for James Potter. Can reader be Remus' twin sister, a Gryffindor? I I would be really happy to read it. Also if possible can you make a happy ending for it? I trust you can write a perfect fic! Thank you:) (are you still open to this kind of requests?)~ Posted!

could u maybe work on a lil james potter fic (cus ur reqs for him are open)? one where he's trying so hard to get a girl in the quidditch team (but she's bolder than he is so she tells him she'll only join if he goes on a date w her) i thought it'd be pretty cool... thank u

I don't know if you are taking one shot requests but if you are, I would like to request a James Potter x reader (different houses, not specified) where they enter a Hogwarts Couples Baking Challenge and they're just having fun. Thanks!

Remus Lupin:

Hi!!! Could I get a gender neutral!reader x Remus?? Something with mutual pining maybe?? Also I would love if the reader is in hufflepuff!! Thank you!!!

Hey! Can I request a oneshot with Remus where he likes reader who is Lily's best friend and us smarter than her too and is also a prefect? He asks for her help to study and accidentally confesses his feelings at the same time/or confesses during one of their prefect rounds? Thankyou!

can i request some angst for younger remus where it's a couple days after the full moon and he looks for the reader so they can cuddle (they're already dating) and he finds them kissing another guy, and he asks reader why and the readers like "i dont want you anymore, i love this guy, blah blah blah" and he's heart broken but later somehow reader's friend finds out the guy gave them a love potion and fixes it, and reader has to try to explain to Remus that it's what happened but he doesn't (1/2) believe her, and it's all angsty because he's mad at her but in the end he understands or something like that, and i am SO sorry that this is so long, and i love love love your writing~ Posted!

John Murphy:

I think 18 by 1D would be such a cute song for Murphy! I saw your requests were open for him (THANK GOD because your writing is incredible!) and I was hoping you wouldn’t mind? Thanks love!

John Murphy with a reader that got her arm or leg or both taken on earth and it’s about her recovering and John helping her. If you can’t do John then sorry for bothering!!

Undecided:

I wasn't going to ask this because I already requested something (believe me when I say I read the moment I knew lots of times already), but just trying it won't hurt me, right? (right? 😭) I need something based on lover of mine by 5sos it can be bellamy, sirius, james, remus or bucky, whoever you think would fit better. thank you for putting up with my shit 🤧 love you tons - 🍑 (Undecided because I haven’t figured out who to write for yet, I think it might be Bucky)

So this is hella randombut can u do a eli goree x reader ship. Eli played wells on the 100 and mad dog on riverdale btw. Anyway can it be were your also famous actor and played in the 100 and riverdale ect and u guys are playing a game on the jimy falon show and your picking random QUITIONS from a dec of cards abd most of them are things having to fo with ur friend ship (u guys are like bestfriends and everybody ships u2) reader picks random card that says I asked you out would you say yes? (Undecided because my requests aren’t open for Eli and I’ve never written for an actor before, but I kinda wanna write this despite my requests not for him. So idk yet. Question: If I do write this, do you Eli to say yes? and do you want them together? No promises on writing it, but send me an ask and let me know please.)

#Request list #todo #Requests closed #send asks #bellamy blake x reader #Sirius black x reader #barry allen x reader #remus lupin x reader #james potter x reader #bucky barnes x reader #let me know which ones yall are waiting for #I came i posted imma leave

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until-theend-oftheline · 5 years

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Kari’s MCU Summer Writing Challenge

Hi y’all. Summer is finally here so it’s time for a challenge. I chose to use a few different types of prompts this time. There are 15 word prompts, 15 songs and 15 dialogue prompts. You have to use your prompt. So if you pick a song or a word it’s not enough to mention it. You have to somehow focus the fic around the lyrics (you don’t have to quote them but use the theme) or the dialogue/word prompt. You only have to pick one prompt per fic and one pairing off the list. I hope you wanna play and have some fun with me this summer :D

Due Date: August 3rd, 2019

Word min: 500 words

Word Max: 6k words

Style: It can be a drabble, one shot or the beginning of a series. Do not put in in the middle of an ongoing series since I plan on reading them and don’t want to read 10 parts of something to understand the entry.

Fandom: MCU - mostly

Will you read and reblog my fic?

You betcha :D I am behind on reading for previous challenges so patience is a virtue here

When Do I Post?

Right now. Sign Ups start now and end when there are no more prompts or when the due date rolls around

Genre: Anything you want. You have to be over 18 if you write smut and you always have to warn accordingly! Fluff, angst, AUs, and crack are all welcome.

Limits on what you can write: No Mommy/Daddy kinks, no non/dub con, no A/B/O, no merpeople. No half animal anything, please. No mobster aus. No monster porn (this counts Venom and Hulk) No glorification on cheating (it’s okay as a plot device but use it with thought), no wife, s/o (even exes) or actor hate in rpfs! - if you got any questions at any time feel free to send me an ask,

NO BDSM INVOLVING BUCKY - NEITHER IN SHIPS OR READER INSERTS! PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL OF HIS PTSD! DON’T TURN HIS ARM INTO A KINK FOR ANYONE - IT’S A DISABILITY AND CONNECTED TO GREAT TRAUMA.

Format: State in your A/N that it is for my (until-theend-oftheline) Kari’s Summer Writing Challenge. And use the # Kari’s Summer Writing Challenge in the first 5 tags.

Pairing and word count also have to be easy to spot in your header!

Submit: After you posted on Tumblr you have to add yourself and your fic to this doc. If you don’t do this you will not be added to the masterlist I create when the challenge is over. If you got questions - just ask :D

Doc link it case Tumblr is an ass: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1vuVYEHmpvOPtIa5X50d3VC9MOa-cPKWuSr2D33cVg8U/edit?usp=sharing

How do I join?

You pick a prompt and a pairing off the list. Then you go to this doc to sign up: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ll0w6MiJmS36RiYfEv8o03ICrRUyaG2xYM4szj7d4e0/edit?usp=sharing

If you got any problems let me know and I will sign you up manually. Any questions are welcomed via asks as well.

Prompts and pairings are under the cut.

Pairings

No male readers - gender neutral are fine otherwise female.

General Fics - character or rpf are both fine.

All genders, skin tones etc. OCs are welcome as well.

Sister/daughter/romantic/friendship reader pairings for following are all fine - just let me know which (I prefer romantic or friendship but no pressure):

Actors

Sebastian Stan

Chris Evans

Bradley Cooper

Chris Hemsworth

Robert Downey Jr.

Tom Hiddleston

Elizabeth Olsen

Tom Hardy

Characters

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

Tony Stark

Wanda Maximoff

Sam Wilson

Brunnhilde/Valkyrie

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Wade Wilson

Eddie Brock (no monster porn please!)*

Ships (all are allowed as poly with reader too):

Stucky

Winterwitch

Winterwidow

Winterhawk

Winterfalcon

Sam x Clint (I don’t know their ship name)

Clintasha

Steggy

Thundershield

Thor x Valkyrie (also forgot the ship name)

Activity and word prompts

1 Heatwave

2 Barbeque

3 Camping

4 Bonfire

5 Stargazing

6 Skinny dipping

7 Painting the house

8 Breakfast on the roof

9 Sunburn

10 Water Fight

11 A/C broken

12 Hot summer night

13 Summer Rain

14 Thunderstorm

15 Icecream

Song Prompts:

16 Bonfire Hearts - James Blunt

17 Here Comes the Sun - The Beatles

18 Summertime Sadness - Lana Del Rey

19 Night Moves - Bob Seger

20 California Girls - Beach Boys

21 Long Hot Summer - Keith Urban

22 Sangria - Blake Shelton

23 Toes - Zac Brown Band

24 Malibu - Miley Cyrus

25 Drops of Jupiter - Train

26 The Script - Breakeven

27 Roses - The Chainsmokers

28 Adventure of a Lifetime - Coldplay

29 Avicii - Wake Me Up

30 Best Day of My Life - American Authors

Dialogue Prompts:

31 “What do you want me to do? Battle a shark and swim to shore?”

32 “I need a hug but I’m so hot I don’t want anyone to touch me!”

33 “The summer sun is not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belong in the rain”

34 “You’re hot!” “I know” “Not what I meant dumbass”

35 “I never thought I’d say this but put on a shirt before you burn

36 “I told you I’d save you a seat in hell”

37 “That’s not what I meant when I said we should have a bonfire!”

38 “Are you seriously going for a run in this heat?”

39 “If you throw me in I’ll kill you!”

40 “I think I am about to spontaneously combust”

41 “Ohmygod is that rain ever gonna stop?”

42 “Dude! That’s not what ice cubes are for!”

43 “Was that an explosion or thunder?”

44 “I think the surfboard just tried to kill me.”

45 “I always wanted a beach wedding”

@ifyougetkilled-walk-it-off @captain-rogers-beard @dolphinpink310 @grace-for-sale @docharleythegeekqueen @rebelslicious @thorne93 @hillywooddestiel @peterman-parker @queen-of-deans-booty @acreativelydifferentlove @avengerscompound @blacktithe7 @becs-bunker @roxyspearing @blacktithe7 @cassiefanfic @readitandweepfics @kayla-of-shield @fangirlextraordinaire @thatfanficstuff @danijimenezv @hopes-archer @marvelentertainment_madam08 @averyrogers83 @thelookingglassalice @slowlywithfreedom

@awkwardfangirl2014 @dottirose

@softlybarnes @kentuckybarnes @jewels2876 @barnesrogersvstheworld @evanstarff @evansrogerskitten @sebs-potato

#mcu challenge #challenge #writing challenge #kari's summer writing challenge

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harrysthighles · 5 years

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If it is Rosalía can I join you to scream please. I’ll fully cease to exist if the collab in any way.

LISTEN. First of all thank u for joining my tin hat club, i love u so so much.

Okay. So hear me out.

This started because of what people were saying about who could potentially be the speaker in the video that was leaked by gucccibabyhoney. I’ve been following along with Rosalia’s career since 2017 and as much as I really don’t want spoilers for Fine Line or any singles or perpetuate any rumors, when I listened to this video, dude!! it sounds like her voice!!!

I just reblogged a post from doyouknowhoyouare where adriana posted images comparing the poster for Adore You to the designs of typical religious prayer cards, and how latinx harries have compared this specific stance/posture to la virgen de guadalupe, which is really neat!! This kinda reminds me of the sort of religious imagery that Rosalia has had in her past album covers/single covers and even her music videos.

In general, its an exciting theory for me to entertain because 1. I adore Rosalia and her voice and talent!!!!! 2. Her collab. with James Blake was one of my favorite songs of all time. Barefoot in The Park is beautiful and thinking of how seamless the medley between english and spanish was makes me kinda really emotional?? the thought of harry’s first collab being with a (edited) woman makes me really emotional and the potential of him singing with Rosalia in spanish?? God a girl could dream

#theories #harry styles #adore you #rosalia #Anonymous #my first ask!#i have a lot of love for u nonny

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notoriouspkp · 6 years

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Lee Mead’s singing on Holby

Okay, I’ll be honest too (wish I could reblog the earlier Anonymous post and replies) . . . but I’ll try to be a bit more diplomatic since I know some of you are younger and happy to be all judgy based on the slightest of evidence without doing a smidgen bit more of research. (Forgive me if I then judge YOU based on the slightest bit of evidence).

If you’re referring to his singing on the recent Holby City ep where he sang a bit of “Only You”, I think you’d have to be remarkably naive to think that a WE star for the last 10+ years cannot sing and has a mediocre voice. This is almost hilarious. So, let’s shoot some fish in a barrel, shall we?

He’s an actor. He’s singing in character as Lofty, duh. Lofty is not a singer, there’s no reason for him to sound like a professional singer, is there? Also, there’s context and subtext in spades which shouldn’t be ignored, but that’s another discussion. He’s not been allowed to sing as himself because the BBC has explicit rules about not allowing performers to promote themselves in outside projects or other professional capacities (Lee’s music & stage work, the other actors who do stage & film work regularly, like Hugh, Jemma, Guy, etc.).

BTW, you can hear a snippet of that song done in Lee’s “real” voice in a show that he did with his friend Stephen Rahman-Hughes in a small cabaret/jazz club setting earlier this year, here (it’s the second song):

https://youtu.be/0nszjB7Or8A

Granted, his voice might not be to your taste. You might not enjoy it, everyone has their own taste, but the guy has a vocal range that very few can match, for any genre of singing (not just WE/musicals).

Gary Barlow gave him a pop song “When I Need You The Most” for his debut album.

"I wrote this song with Wayne Hector and Jorgen Elofsson in 2003 at Delamere studios. Since then I've been searching for an artist to do it justice. Every Saturday night my kids would tune in to watch Joseph. As you all know Lee won and when I heard he was making an album I sent this song to him. He loved it and a few weeks later I heard the finished record. - Super!" (Source: www.garybarlow.com)

If you hear the song, you’ll understand why Barlow wouldn’t let just anybody sing this song. The vocal range needed would be a challenge for most pop singers. Yes, there are a lot of pop singers who can’t sing for shit and are superstars anyway because their voices are manufactured in the studio. With proper singers, it’s often the opposite. His studio albums don’t even do justice to his live singing voice. From his debut album, All That You Know is probably better to show his range.

Or one of the songs he did for the indie movie Three and Out soundtrack, Somebody Help Me (the Spencer Davis Group rock number) or You’ve Got a Friend (the James Taylor classic). You might find them on Spotify. The latter is the backing track for this fanvid. It was done with a gospel choir and his range & power are pretty evident here (even though he didn’t do the falsetto parts):

https://youtu.be/cVDI7VhkPiM

But that was over 10 years ago -- surely he can’t sing as well now? Actually, his tessitura has an even wider range now. His falsetto is insane. When he did an impromptu version of Bring Him Home with Blake on Gaby Roslin’s BBC radio programme a few years ago, they gave him the big falsetto finish. He sings it solo, of course, and it’s been on his set lists for a few years.

He covered “From Now On” on the Jane McDonald & Friends show earlier this year. It’s not on YT, but one of his fansites might still have it. He smashed it. One of Jane’s backing musicians even mentioned it in on Insta and if you know musicians, you know they are notoriously stingy with their praise for singers. Now, I love me some Hugh Jackman, but HJ doesn’t have a trained singing voice and you can hear the strain when he sings. With Lee, there’s no strain -- from a whisper to belting, he makes it seem effortless.

He doesn’t grandstand like a lot of WE singers either, because that tends to take you out of the storytelling arc of the song, flatten the expressiveness (light and shade) emotionally, and makes the song about you instead of the song itself. So, if you prefer power ballads where somebody’s shouting the entire song, then he’s not your guy. Just because you can blow the roof off doesn’t mean you should do it for the whole frickin’ song. Listen to this, even though it’s not the whole song, it’s from the Glamis Proms 2017, singing Maria from West Side Story:

https://youtu.be/C89Y5ehJ5a8

Well, I could go on for days and days about his voice, but that’s enough for today. Feel free to jump in, but ya better bring your A game because yes, I do have all the receipts.

#dofty #lofty chiltern #HolbyCity #lee mead #thanks for coming to my Mead Talk

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thing-you-do-with-that-thing · 6 years

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Seasons of Love - Heat of Summer Challenge (SPN and MCU)

I’m late posting this I know. I have and still am struggling with an ear infection and I have been insanely busy and is to an extend out of a laptop. I am borrowing. Which is also why I added 25 sentence prompts instead of gifs. Sorry to those of you who were working mostly off the gifs but not having my own computer atm made those impossible for me.

Do I have to taken part in in the previous seasons?

Nope.

If I do all do the stories have to be linked?

No. They can be but that is not an acquirement.

If I do them all do I have to write the same pairing each time?

Nope.

Will you read and reblog my fic?

You betcha :D I am behind on reading for previous challenges so patience is a virtue here

Do my fic have to be summer themed?

Since it is the idea of the challenge - yes I am afraid so.

When Do I Post?

Between right now and August 31st. Sign Ups start now and ends when there are no more prompts

RULES - READ PLEASE!

Due Date: August 31st

Word min: 500 words

Word Max: 5k words

Style: It can be a drabble, one shot or beginning of a series. Do not put in in the middle of an ongoing series since I plan on reading them and don’t want to read 10 parts of something to understand the entry. IT CAN BE THE END OF A SERIES IF YOU ARE DOING FOUR PART ONE FOR EACH PART OF MY CHALLENGE WHICH I WOULD LOOOOVE!

Genre: Fluff, smut, angst are all welcome. DO NOT write smut if you are under the age of 18 and tag everything with appropriate warnings. AUs are more than welcome!

Limits on what you can write: No Mommy/daddy kinks, no non/dub con, no A/B/O, no glorification on cheating, no wife or actor hate in rpfs! - if you got any questions at any time feel free to send me an ask.

Format: State in your A/N that it is for my (thing-you-do-with-that-thing if SPN and until-theend-oftheline if marvel) Seasons of Love - Heat of Summer challenge. And use the # SoL - Heat of Summer challenge in the first 5 tags.

Submit: After you posted on tumblr you have to add yourself and your fic to this doc. If you don’t do this you will not be added to the masterlist I create when the challenge is over. If you got questions - just ask :D

Doc link it case tumblr is an ass: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1JHXAfi0yczcGLCd5s_FtcCkJqKocVF8faq-Vih4xepI/edit?usp=sharing

How do I join?

You pick a prompt and a pairing off the list. Send me the prompt number along with a backup just in case and your pairing of choice. ASKS ONLY!! REPLIES, REBLOGS AND IMS WILL BE IGNORED!

There are no limits on the pairings but I only allow 1 person per prompt so think before you sign up. If you don’t think you will be doing it then don’t take the spot from someone else. Prompts and Pairings are under the cut!

Pairings:

No male readers - gender neutral are fine!

General Fics - character or rpf are both fine.

Sister/daughter/romantic/friendship reader pairings for following are all fine - just let me know which:

Jensen

Dean

Misha

Cas

Jared

Sam

Ships (all are allowed as poly with reader too):

Destiel

Deonna

Megstiel

Saileen

Cockles

Jensen x Danneel

Jared x Genevieve

AS SOMETHING SPECIAL THIS TIME I WILL ALLOW MARVEL PAIRINGS - if you write any of those they will be reblogged to my sideblog until-theend-oftheline and not here. It’s still me though.

No male readers - gender neutral are fine!

General Fics - character or rpf are both fine.

Sister/daughter/romantic/friendship reader pairings for following are all fine - just let me know which:

Sebastian Stan

Bucky

Chris Evans

Steve

Chris Hemsworth

Thor

Tony

Clint

Sam

Nat

Wanda

Ships (all are allowed as poly with reader too):

Stucky

Winterhawk

SamBucky

BuckyNat

Clintasha

Chris Hemsworth x Elsa

WIFE HATE OR GIRLFRIEND HATE OR EX GIRLFRIEND HATE OF ANY KIND WILL GET YOU BLOCKED AND IT GOES FOR BOTH FANDOMS! I DON’T CARE IF YOU LIKE THEIR S/Os OR PREV S/Os BUT I AM NOT HERE TO READ FICS THAT SLAM PEOPLE DUE TO WHO THEY DATE.

No shaming of any pairings or ships I just have to read them and these are the things I prefer. On to the prompts:

Activity and word prompts

1 Heatwave @emilyevanston (Winterwidowhawk x reader)

2 Beach Day @deanssweetheart23 (Dean x Reader)

3 Barbeque @queen-of-deans-booty (Jensen x Reader)

4 Camping @sweetness47 (Jared x Reader)

5 Bonfire @docharleythegeekqueen (Stucky x Reader)

6 Cloud Watching @tngrayson (Steve x Reader)

7 Stargazing @torn-and-frayed (Jensen x Reader)

8 Skinny dipping @queen-of-deans-booty (Dean x Reader)

9 Volleyball

10 Horseback riding

11 Painting the house @katymacsupernatural (Jared x Reader)

12 Running @roxyspearing (Steve x Reader)

13 Breakfast on the roof @jaremish (Sam/Jared x Reader)

14 Watching the sunset @waywardnerd67 (Jensen x Reader)

15 Outdoor restaurant

16 Tanning

17 Sunburn @iwantthedean (Dean x Reader)

18 Water Fight @jayankles (Dean x Reader)

19 Hiding inside with the A/C

20 A/C broken @ruined-by-destiel (Sam Winchester x Reader)

21 Ice Cubes @sammy-moo (Sam Winchester x Reader)

22 Hot summer night @frejahertziswritingthistime (Sam Winchester x Reader)

23 Summer Rain @not-moose-one-shots (Sam Winchester x Reader)

24 Thunderstorm @oneshoeshort (Sam Winchester x Reader)

25 Icecream @sweetness47 (Clint x Reader)

Song Prompts:

26 Bonfire Hearts - James Blunt

27 Here Comes the Sun - The Beatles

28 Summertime Sadness - Lana Del Rey @waywardrose13 (Dean x Reader)

29 Night Moves - Bob Seger

30 Summer of 69 - Bryan Adams @sweetness47 (Dean x Reader)

31 Summer Nights - Grease @sweetness47 (Misha x Reader)

32 Someone Somewhere - Simple Minds

33 Happier Than the Morning Sun - Stevie Wonder

34 California Girls - Beach Boys

35 Paradise City - Guns’n’Roses

36 Long Hot Summer - Keith Urban

37 Sangria - Blake Shelton @legion1993 (Chris Evans x Reader)

38 Toes - Zac Brown Band

39 Malibu - Miley Cyrus @queen-of-deans-booty (Chris Evans x Reader)

40 Drops of Jupiter - Train @tngrayson (Dean x Reader)

41 The Script - Breakeven

42 3 Doors Down - Here Without You

43 Cheerleader - OMI

44 Roses - The Chainsmokers

45 Adventure of a Lifetime - Coldplay

46 Avicii - Wake Me Up

47 Katy Perry - That’s How We Do

48 Of the Night - Bastille

49 Best Day of My Life - American Authors

50 Fireflies - Owl City @firefly124 (Sam Winchester x Reader)

Dialogue Prompts:

51 “The summer sun is not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belong in the rain”

52 “You’re hot!” “I know” “Not what I meant dumbass” @acreativelydifferentlove (Bucky x Reader)

53 “I never thought I’d say this but put on a shirt before you burn” @becs-bunker (Dean x reader)

54 “I told you I’d save you a seat in hell” @mysupernaturalfics (Steve x Reader)

55 “That’s not what I meant when I said we should have a bonfire!”

56 “Are you seriously going for a run in this heat?” @sixtysevenandwhiskey (Dean x Reader)

57 “If you throw me in I’ll kill you!” @peterman-parker (Thor x Reader)

58 “Why are you on the roof? We have guests over” @thorne93 (Clint x Reader)

59 “What are those balloons for?” “You’ll see” @queen-of-deans-booty (Sam Winchester x Reader)

60 “I think I am about to spontaneously combust” @princess-of-erebor1992 (Dean x Reader)

61 “Come for a swim with me?” @time-travel-bouqet (Sam Winchester x Reader)

62 “There is no music” @atc74 (Jared x Reader)

63 “Who do I have to kill for a cool breeze?!” @becs-bunker (Stucky x Reader)

64 “Ohmygod is that rain ever gonna stop?” @ladysimoriah (Megstiel)

65 “What do you expect me to do? I don’t know how to work that thing!”

67 “Stop laughing. I’m stuck!” @until-theend-oftheline (Winterfalcon x Reader)

68 “Dude! That’s not what ice cubes are for!”

69 “I love you but if you touch me right now I’m filling for a divorce!” @grantsgorgeousgirl (Bucky x Reader)

70 “Was that an explosion or thunder?” @roxyspearing (Dean x Reader)

71 “A little wind never killed anyone but a hurricane has!”

72 “Is that what I think it is?” @letsby (Tony x Reader)

73 “I think the surfboard just tried to kill me.”

74 “I wanna sleep under the stars tonight” @built-from-nothing (Dean x Reader)

75 “I always wanted a beach wedding” @docharleythegeekqueen (Destiel x Reader)

#spn writing challenge #mcu writing challenge #marvel writing challenge

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mintlattaes-blog · 7 years

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- Get to Know Me Tag -

Rules: answer the questions below and tag how ever many blogs you want to get to know better.

Tagged by: @sceneofbangtan ❤

Nickname: Soph, Soapy, Shanaazza/Shanaazzy

Gender: Female

Star Sign: Scorpio

Height: 158-160 cm (who knows at this point)

Time: 8:33 am

Bday: 21 November, 200_

Favorite Bands:

Kpop: BTS, GOT7, NCT U and 127, iKon, Monsta X, Blackpink, EXO, PENTAGON, Super Fly, prob so many more that i’m forgetting oops

Non-Kpop: LMAO NONE IM LAME

Favorite Solo Artists (hooo ok strap in bois): Logic, XXXTENTACION, Kendrick Lamar, Drake, Kehlani, Kris Wu (why’d he have to leave exo 😭), Eminem, Tinie Tempah, Ed Sheeran, Camila Cabello, Nicki Minaj, Cardi B, Post Malone, Future, Bebe Rexha, Dua Lipa, Tove Styrke, Lorde, Zara Larsson, Jaden Smith (i’m basic fight me syre was lit), Marshmello, prob a lot more that i’m forgetting

Song stuck in my head: Mine by Bazzi or King’s Dead by Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar, Future, James Blake

Last movie I watched: Blended bc i’m such a sucker for rom coms

Last show I watched: Fuller House IM CRYING I FINISHED ALL 3 SEASONS I NEED MORE WHAT HAPPENS TO STEPHS BABY?? DO DJ AND STEVE FINALLY GET TOGETHER?

Created blog: pfft who tf knows honestly, but like prob around august last year??

Post: I used to reblog all that emo band stuff back in 2016 on my old blog but when i got into BTS i decided i needed a reform, so here we are now w me posting fake texts n fics.

Last thing I googled: Was Shrek based off Maurice Tillet (don’t ask how i got there, even i don’t know)

Other blogs: Like 4 or sth, one serves as a side blog, one as a typography n aesthetics blog and the other 2 are url holders.

Do you get ask: rarely :(

Why did you pick your URL: idk i wanted sth to do w taehyung but also wanted a double whammy url so i picked MINtlatTAEs bahaha idk if anyone noticed the min tho

Following: 160

Followers: 354

Fave colors: pastels, a nice aqua, also the accent colour on my blog rn i’m loving. that light blue is just 👌

Average hours of sleep: last night i only got like 7 and a bit hrs of sleep but i try to get 9.

Lucky number: 3, 4, 18, 19, 21, 786

What am I wearing: my school uniform lmao

Blankets slept with: 2 since it’s getting cold. i’m using my winter blanket on top of my summer blanket

Dream trip: ooh idk the maldives?

Favorite Food: ok so my friends took me out for bingsoo for the first time the other day n i’m in love

Nationality: Australian, but my ethnicity is indian

Favorite song rn: hhhh don’t make me pick pls

Tagging: @kapparel / @chimchurro / @bulletproofwhalien / @seokjinshearts / @seokjinlesbian / @cinnaminsvga / ahaha anyone that sees this if u want to do it i tag u! only if u want to, no pressure!

#tag game

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lokisgame · 7 years

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get to know me meme

thanks for tag @scullywolf and @baronessblixen XOXOXO

Rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 people. Nicknames: Domka (or Dom but only if you’re Zane Lowe). Gender: female. Sign: scorpio. Hight: 165 Time: 7:52 pm. Birthday: nov. 5. Favorite bands: foo fighters, lately on a The Darkness kick… Solo artists: James Blake Song stuck in my head: I Believe In A Thing Called Love by The Darkness. Last show I watched: I'd like to say X-files, but right now I'm tempted to ignore S11 premiere just as I ignore S9. When did I create this blog: tumblr archive says August 2013. What do I post: my fic and reblogs of all things beautiful a.k.a. DD and more fic. What did I last google: Disappointed Synonyms, Disappointed Antonyms | thesaurus.com Other blogs: only inactive ones, not worth mentioning. Do I get asks: no, but if you talk to me I'll always reply. Why did I choose this URL: because who's game? Loki's game. Following: dreams and unexplored paths. Followers: stars in my sky. Average hours of sleep: 4. Lucky numbers: the numbers on my paycheck. Instrument: guitar. What am I wearing: soft whites and blue's. Dream job: independently wealthy patron of fanfiction writers. Favorite food: whatever someone else cooks for me, because usually I'm the one that does all the cooking. Last book I read: "The X-Files: Earth Children Are Weird" by Kim Smith 3 favorite fandoms: dom's do nothing for me, I prefer respectfully confident eager-to-please'rs; but, X-philes are pretty awesome and talented

#tag game #haha always fun

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bughead-fic-request · 7 years

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Bughead Author Spotlight: Malmo 722

So I want to do a author spotlight a couple times a week to spread the word on all the authors in this fandom and make everyone feel special. It’s very similar to an one of those ‘Ask Me Anything’ games but this will include people who may not have the followers to ask them things about themselves.

There is no criteria you need to meet to be able to do this, you just need to be a Bughead writer. That’s it. You can have one story or 300. You can volunteer yourself or nominate someone.

@leaalda is making a new aesthetic to go with this because the one above is rough.

All I ask is that you reblog these things (not necessarily mine) and not just authors you’ve heard of. I want to spread the word and include everyone.

Let me know what you like about this and what you hate. I have already started making a list of people who want to do this. I think the easiest way to give people the questions is through email but I know not all people will be comfortable with that. I’m sure we can do it through the messenger on here or if anyone knows a better way to do it, please let me know.

Alright this is mine, below, me interviewing myself.

1. First things first, if someone wanted to read your stories where can they find them.

My tumblr accounts are @malmo722 and @bughead-fic-request. You can find my masterlist here and my AO3 here.

2. Tell us a little about yourself.

I’m 30 and live in Canada. I’m the author of The Stacks and Leave A Message (which I do plan on finishing). I work in architecture and I hate it, I love dogs but don’t have any and I love to cross stitch.

3. What do you never leave home without?

My phone.

4. Are you an early bird or a night owl?

I can be both but I am an early bird mostly.

5. If you could live in any fictional world which one would you choose and why?

I would live in the Marvel universe. I think it would be cool to be a mutant and try to convince Steve Rogers to sleep with me.

6. Who is the most famous person you’ve ever met.

I’ve had encounters with a lot of famous people but I’ve never actually ‘met’ anyone. I have a picture with Zach Braff, Mark Ruffalo’s autograph, I’ve yelled at Jennifer Connelly trying to get to Joaquin Phoenix and I’ve walked past Robert Sheehan and Bill Skarsgard on the street. I’ve also seen a lot of people at TIFF (Suki Waterhouse, Jason Mamoa, Kristen Stewart, Nicolas Hoult, Chris Evans, Kevin Smith, Ryan Gosling, Dustin Hoffman and Rachel McAdams).

7. What are some of your favorite movies/TV?

I love Friends, 30 Rock, Arrested Development, American Gods, Alias, Breaking Bad, The Office, Brooklyn 99, Parks and Rec, True Blood, Dawson’s Creek and Gilmore Girls. In terms of movies, I love anything David Fincher has ever done, Two Weeks Notice, Never Been Kissed, Hud, American Beauty, Lost In Translation… I was a film student so I like a lot of film.

8. What are some of your favorite bands/musicians?

Rufus Wainwright, Elton John, T. Rex, Hoizer, Kate Bush, James Blake, Scissor Sisters, Hawksley Workman and so many others. I also am a huge song person.

9. Favorite Books?

I love East of Eden by Steinbeck, Sirens of Titan by Vonnegut, Invisible Monsters by Palahniuk and the Beautiful Creatures Series.

10. Favorite Food?

Poutine

11. Biggest pet peeve?

People who chew with their mouths open.

12. What did you want to be when you were little? What do you want to be now?

I wanted to be a chef when I was little and now I want to be happy, I know that’s lame but I’m sad about 97% of the time.

13. What are your biggest fears? Do you have any strange fears?

I am terrified of sharks, fire and religious fundamentalism. My strangest fear is, and I hate talking about it because people think it’s silly so they like to torture me with it, but I’m am terrified of the shark from Finding Nemo. Like panic attack, mental breakdown, paralyzingly afraid of it. Please, please, please don’t scare me with it or I will block you.

14. When you are on your deathbed, what would be the one you’d regret not doing?

I think I’d regret not having more time to myself. I spend so much of my time at a job I hate, going out to please other people when really I just want to buy a small house, have a dog and be in a position that I can have a cup of coffee without having to rush and stress about being somewhere else all the time. If I don’t want to work myself to death.

Okay… lets talk about your writing!

15. Which is your favorite of the fics you've written for the Bughead fandom?

I love them all for different reasons. The Stacks was the first, Werewolves of Riverdale is so different, Leave A Message was a nothing story I wrote cause no one was prompting me in those days and I love the dynamic in Girls on Film.

16. Which was the hardest to write, in terms of plot?

I would say Hot For Teacher. Smut is like comedy and horror, you never know what people are going to like and I was unsure if people would think it was gross.

17. How do you come up with the ideas for you fic(s)? Do you people watch? Listen to music? Get inspired by TV/movies?

Most of them are dreams and lately a lot of them are prompts.

18. Idea that you always wanted to write but could never make work?

I get a lot of prompts for hurt/comfort fics, I’m terrible at them.

19. Least favorite plot point/chapter/moment you’ve written?

I don’t think I hate any of them, you spend so much time with your own ideas you justify them.

20. Favorite plot point/chapter/moment you’ve written?

I would have to say the NIN concert in The Stacks

21. Favorite character to write?

I love villains, so whoever the villain is, that’s my favorite. Archie currently in The Stacks.

22. Favorite line or lines of dialogue that you've written?

In many years, when Jughead Jones drew a line through his and Betty Cooper’s relationship, he would trace the second he fell in love with her to that moment. - The Stacks

23. Best comment/review you’ve ever received?

I’ve had many people tell me The Stacks is better than Riverdale and that was super flattering.

24. How do you handle bad reviews or comments?

I don’t handle them well. They make me question everything I write but I just delete them and move forward. I’m writing something for free, I control my story and I’m not going to let anyone else bring me down.

25. If you could change anything in any of your stories, what would it be?

Writing fics chapter to chapter is hard because if you need to change something you can’t. Stories evolve and it’s really frustrating when you realize you’ve written yourself into a corner. I’ve abandoned many fics for this reason.

26. What is your favorite story you’ve ever written? Any fandom?

I wrote a zombie fic which I think I am going to try to repurpose for the Bughead fandom. That was my favorite story.

27. What are you reading right now? Both fan fiction and general fiction?

I’m reading American Gods by Neil Gaiman and in terms of fan fiction I'm reading What Fools These Mortals Be by @gellbellshead right now. I have a million other stories open right now but I am focusing on one story at a time.

28. Do you have an advice for writers that want to get into this fandom but might be scared?

Just do it and then promote the shit out of yourself. No one will think you are vain, people will be excited you brought a new story to their attention. Get a tumblr and immerse yourself in the fandom. Send people things, comment on posts and get on everyone’s radar. No one should ever feel bad about promoting their stuff, you worked hard on your story and you should be proud of it.

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whispersandwhiskerburn · 7 years

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Angel’s 2K Celebration Masterpost!

When I hit 2k followers, I came up with a list of 22 songs and a bunch of dramatic dialogue lines. I asked my followers to either Request2Read a fic written with a song and a dialogue prompt, or Request2Write an spn fic featuring the song and dialogue prompt.

The results were

Below the read more you will find the Request2Write list of fics with links, prompts, and promos for each--and you should definitely check them out, or at least reblog this to give the writers a bit more of an audience. :)

The Request2Read fics written by me can be found through a masterpost HERE.

“Don’t” by @waywardjoy written for “Don’t Make Me” by Blake Shelton with the prompt line: “You’ll be fine. You don’t need me. You never have.”

Promo: The Angst Queen strikes again! Joy might have a fluffy name, but her fics have this tendency to rip my heart to shreds, and this one was no exception. Dean x Reader, and SFW…if it’s okay to sob uncontrollably in your workplace.

“A Prayer Away” by @summer-binging-spn written for “One Call Away” by Charlie Puth with the prompt line: “You can’t scare me away.”

Promo: A Castiel x Reader (though it honestly could be just a close friendship instead of a romance) angsty fic as the two of them clearly need each other and want to be there through the rough times… it’s just a shame that there are so many of those rough moments. SFW, and beautifully poignant writing.

“Home” by @jarpadandjensenaremyheroes written for “Love Don’t Run” by Steve Holy with the prompt line: “I told you I would never give up on you. Did you think I was lying?”

Promo: This is a small 8 part series (each part is under 2k) that will take you on a roller coaster of emotions. A new fic writer on Tumblr, but one I can’t wait to read more from, Alyson delivered a Dean x Reader fic with heartwarming fluff and heartbreaking angst all wrapped up together with a finale that took even me, a veteran reader and writer, by surprise. Beautiful job working in your song; I’m going to think of this fic from now on when I hear it.

“Breaking the Righteous Man” by @thegreatficmaster written for “A Guy What Takes His Time” by Christina Aguilera with the prompt line, “If you want me to keep talking, you’re going to have to stop that.”

Promo: a twisted, angsty smut piece where Dean holds back from Alistair in Hell thanks to the Reader. A nice twist at the end, and as always, some beautiful smut here. Definitely worth a look (I don’t think I can add any more without giving away spoilers)!

“Tomorrow” by @mery-magizoologist written for “Tomorrow” by Chris Young with the prompt line, “If you haven’t figured it out yet, when it comes down to it, I’ll always choose you.”

Promo: Dean tries to be a martyr and break up with the reader who isn’t having any of it. I love the emotions in this short little fic, and I’d call it angst, but I suppose there are hints of fluff in it.

“If We Don’t Make It” by @rizlowwritessortof for “Broken” by Lifehouse with the prompt line, “If we don’t make it out of this, I need you to know…”

Promo: Things start out super tense, and Riz did an absolutely amazing job of depicting the panic and suspense involved. Don’t worry though—the ending is worth the anxiety! Dean x Reader and beautifully written, definitely check this short piece out!

“My Side of the Story” by @writer-picks-the-music written for “My Side of the Story” by Hodges with the prompt line, “That’s bullshit! You know me better than that!”

Promo: I really loved this fic! It’s enigmatic though, and the cliff-hanger nearly killed me. Angry Dean, a reader who still loves him, and a complicated plot that I’m hoping continues into a part 2, this one will grip you fast and not let go.

“Do You Really Want Me” by @arlaina28 written for “Hate That I Love You” by Rihanna and Neyo with the prompt line, “I need to know. Is this real?”

Promo: This is definitely one to check out. Angsty relationship that isn’t fixed in a blink of an eye for once; beautiful description of some rough hot smut, and on-point characterization of Dean Winchester—I quite enjoyed this fic!

“Say You Won’t Let Go” by @barbedwireandbubblegum written for James Arthur’s “I Won’t Let Go” with the prompt line, “I don’t care about your damn baggage. I just want you.”

Promo: This fic was absolutely beautiful! So poignant and painful at the same time...I just...ugh...whyyyyyy??!?!? Okay, Sam x Reader, angsty, as all of Sam’s relationships tend to be, but beautiful in the depth of emotion portrayed in this fic.

“We Belong Together” by @mrsjohnsmith written for “We Belong Together” by Mariah Carey and the dialogue prompt “Why? Just tell me why, please.”

Promo: This was both one of the shortest and one of the best written fics on this list. Dean x Reader, emotional trauma after Dean has gone to Hell and the Reader is trying to cope. Analogies and characterizations abound in this mostly introspective piece, and I loved every word.

“Bright and Warm” by @lipstickandwhiskey written for “Must Be Doing Something Right” by Billy Currington with the dialogue prompt “Yes. Anything, just… yes…”

Promo: Lips sure did this one right. A slow, intriguing build up that lead to a gloriously fluffy ending, this Dean x Reader is a shorter one, but well crafted. I enjoyed the canon-style characterizations, the journey of watching Dean fall for the reader, and the hint of jealous Dean before chivalric Dean…just, sigh…

“Haunted Memories” by @impalapiegirl67 written for “Little Do You Know” by Alex and Sierra with the dialogue prompt: “You make me smile. That’s why. You make me cry, laugh, sing, and get so angry I could kill you. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

Promo: This was a super angsty Sam x Reader fic because this relationship is under fire from the first word, and things only get more complicated between the two of them when you throw a demon into the mix. She did a great job with her prompts, and I was glad to see this addition to the celebration.

“Turns of Fate” by @plaidstiel-wormstache written for “Little Wonders” by Rob Thomas witht he dialogue prompt, “If you could go back and do it over, would you?”

Promo: An angsty fic that is centered more on the reader than either of the boys--which is rarer than you would think. Kinda Dean x Reader but one of those with unrealized potential, you know? I quite enjoyed this fic, as I do most of her works, so I hope you check it out!

Waiting on just a few more for this list.

I hope you like these, and that you’ll reblog to spread the word about these fantastic writers and their hard work.

Thank you all!

This link will take you to the masterpost I made of all of my celebration challenges!

@2wonderinsighlents, @adaliamalfoy, @alcpegasus22, @andrastesflamingtitties, @angelofwinchester17, @alexastacio, @anokhi07, @ariethegreat98, @arryn-nyxx, @autopistaaningunaparte, @avasmommy224, @babypieandwhiskey, @bennyyh, @benjerry707, @bringmesomepie56, @bucky-thorin-winchester, @but-deans-back-tho, @captainemwinchester, @carry-on-ms-believer, @casownsmyass, @cfordwrites, @chaos-and-the-calm67, @dancingalone21, @d-s-winchester, @deafgirlsarecooler, @deandoesthingstome, @deanfuckingwinchesterrr, @deanscherrypie, @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog, @deanwinchesterforpromqueen, @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester, @deliciouslyshadowymilkshake, @demonangelimpala, @demondeansdomme, @end-lessnights, @faith-in-dean, @fandommaniacx, @feelmyroarrrr, @fiveleaf, @graceforme86, @i-is-for-inspiring, @ilostmyshoe-79, @impala-dreamer, @jalove-wecallhimdean, @jarpadandjensenaremyheroes, @jencharlan, @jensen-gal, @jotink78, @just-another-busy-fangirl, @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms, @katnharper, @kittenofdoomage, @kristaparadowski, @lipstickandwhiskey, @littlegreenplasticsoldier, @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid, @love-kittykat21, @loreleilara, @lunarsaturn88, @luv4jensen, @marilynnlew, @millaraysuyai, @mogaruke, @moonstonemystyk, @mrsbatesmotel53, @mrsjohnsmith, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mzpearlz, @nicolesyneah25, @nightmaredean, @notnatural-supernatural, @paintrider13-blog, @pinknerdpanda, @plaidstiel-wormstache, @rizlowwritessortof, @roxy-davenport, @rushernparadise, @salvachester, @seenashwrite, @septicxsoulxdarkxmind, @scorpiongirl1, @skathan-omaha, @spnrvt, @supernatural-jackles, @supernaturalyobsessed, @theafinnerup, @thegreatficmaster, @vote-for-pedro, @waywardjoy, @wevegotworktodo, @wi-deangirl77, @wonderange, @withoutaplease, @writingbeautifulmen, @xtina2191, @yoursmilemakesmeloveyou, and @yume-deaimashou

#angel's2k #masterpost #masterlist

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