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[theangelicimp]

Happy Black History Month! ✊🏾✊🏾✊🏾I haven't posted anything in a while, but here you go in case anyone wants to enjoy my work lol

Black Fanfiction Writers, post your Masterlists for Black History Month! Give the community good stuff to read!

Add your Masterlist of stories centering Black Characters! Please share with your writing mutuals! I'll start with mine!

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Thank you @lunasticaaaaaaaaa and everyone who got me to 50 reblogs!

hi!!!! any vi x reader nsfw headcanons? as if like, how she'd be in bed :3

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Summary: just some nsfw headcanons 😈

Word Count: about 175

Pairing: Vi x Black!AFAB!Reader

Warnings: It's sex y'all. No minors allowed

Let’s start: Vi may not seem like it but she prefers gentle sex

She’s had enough roughness in her life, cradle her head while she eats you out please

Shaved, unshaved she doesn’t care, either way, she’s IN there

Lots of foreplay - she really wants to savor the moment

PEG THIS WOMAN

MAKE HER WHIMPER

Y’all see her biceps? You can’t tell me she doesn’t do wall sex

Imagine being in the bathtub - she just got done with a long workout session

You made her a nice hot bath, she get in, you give her a massage

You start at her shoulders, then work your way down to her breasts

She tries to stifle a moan, but once you start on her nipples, its all over

Please please please pamper her

Vi’s not a pillow princess, but she’s not used to aftercare, and we all know she needs it

Most importantly: show her you love it

Be loud, tease her, run your finger down her back

Show her she is wanted and loved

A/N: Just a little something for those of you who want some spice today~ I've got two more requests I'm working on, plus a super-secret project I've been working on for a while 🤫 Stay tuned for more!

[theangelicimp]

hi!!!! any vi x reader nsfw headcanons? as if like, how she'd be in bed :3

❮ navigation | arcane masterlist | guidelines | drop a request ❯

Summary: just some nsfw headcanons 😈

Word Count: about 175

Pairing: Vi x Black!AFAB!Reader

Warnings: It's sex y'all. No minors allowed

Let’s start: Vi may not seem like it but she prefers gentle sex

She’s had enough roughness in her life, cradle her head while she eats you out please

Shaved, unshaved she doesn’t care, either way, she’s IN there

Lots of foreplay - she really wants to savor the moment

PEG THIS WOMAN

MAKE HER WHIMPER

Y’all see her biceps? You can’t tell me she doesn’t do wall sex

Imagine being in the bathtub - she just got done with a long workout session

You made her a nice hot bath, she get in, you give her a massage

You start at her shoulders, then work your way down to her breasts

She tries to stifle a moan, but once you start on her nipples, its all over

Please please please pamper her

Vi’s not a pillow princess, but she’s not used to aftercare, and we all know she needs it

Most importantly: show her you love it

Be loud, tease her, run your finger down her back

Show her she is wanted and loved

A/N: Just a little something for those of you who want some spice today~ I've got two more requests I'm working on, plus a super-secret project I've been working on for a while 🤫 Stay tuned for more!

[theangelicimp]

“Alexandria’s Genesis, a.k.a violet eyes (a genetic mutation).

When someone is born with Alexandria’s Genesis, their eyes are blue or gray at birth. After six months, the eyes begin to change from their original color to purple, and this process lasts six months. During puberty, the color deepens to dark purple, a deep purple, a royal purple, or a violet-blue color and remains that way. It does not affect the person’s eyesight. Those who have this mutation will never grow any facial, body, pubic, or anal hair (not including hair on their head, on their ears, noses, eyebrows and eyelashes). Women also do not menstruate, but are fertile”

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To all Palestine supporters 🙏

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We still need less than 360€ to reach our short term goal of 22k€ ‼️

Your donations are important for our survival

Please help me reach our goal as soon as possible 🙏

We appreciate your help ❤️🙏

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Hello everyone, I'm Karam Al Nabih from Gaza. My home, dreams, and university have been destroyed by the war. I'm a software engineer in my final semester, and I'm urgently seeking your support to rebuild my life and help my sick mother.

Please consider donating, even a small amount like 10 or 15 euros, as every contribution makes a difference. If you can't donate, please share my story to help me reach my goal. Your support means the world to me.

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Thank you so much! 🙏❤️

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Thank you @kds1999 and everyone who got me to 25 reblogs!

⚝ Welcome to the Den ⚝

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☆⋆ Call me Cookie | she/her | black | bisexual | fanfic writer

Current fandoms: Stranger Things, Marvel, DC, Spiderverse, Arcane

Requests are: OPEN

This user does not consent to any kind of AI usage or scraping of this blog!

Recent works:

Quiet As a Mouse, Loud As a Lion (Hobie Brown x Reader, Eddie Munson x Reader)

Thoughts about Eddie Munson x Magic!reader

Heaven Is a Bedroom (Hobie Brown x Reader)

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Happened so fast I barely had time to post the first one 🥳

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25 posts!

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Hello everyone💖🍉

I am Bilal, one of the sons of Gaza, the place that taught us steadfastness and determination in the face of all difficulties. We lived through wars and tragedies, and survived the hell of bombing and destruction, but we did not find the security we dreamed of. So, we decided to move to Egypt ✈️ in search of a new opportunity in life.

After 150 days of leaving Gaza, we arrived in Egypt carrying in our hearts the love of the homeland and hope for the future. 💔 We started a new life, but the road was not easy. I now live with some family members in difficult and complex conditions, 🏠 and I face great challenges in obtaining residency and stability. 📜

We are now facing the pressures of alienation and living without stability, 🌍 and every day that passes is a new test of our steadfastness. 🇵🇸 Despite all this, we continue to struggle to achieve a dignified and safe life. ✊

We are currently working towards a financial goal of £5,500 💷, and we may have less than £500 left to reach this goal. 💫 Every support, no matter how small, is a step closer to the security we are looking for. 🙏

We believe that with patience and determination we will reach what we aspire to 🙂💖

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[theangelicimp]

What do y'all wanna see next?

So now that I'm back to writing regularly again, here's some ideas that I've been tossing around for a while. (These will be independent of any requests sent in, btw)

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I'm so glad you enjoyed it! 😊

Quiet As a Mouse, Loud As a Lion

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Summary: (based on a request from @a-kind-pandemic-disaster) You’ve had a stutter for as long as you could talk, and unfortunately people aren’t always kind about it. Luckily there happens to be someone who’s an exception to that rule.

Word Count:

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Black!reader, Hobie Brown x Black!reader

Warnings: none, aside from people being rude about reader’s stutter, reader has spider-powers and a specific code name in Hobie’s section

Request: here

Hobie Brown

Joining the Spider Society was one of the biggest momemts of your life, right after becoming the Phantom Spider

It changed your life in many ways, but there were some things that never left

Namely your stutter

At this point in your life you understood that it wasn’t your fault and it did’t make you any less of a person, but still it left you shying away from interactions

And sometimes it only took one bad comment to ruin your day

Like the first time you went to the Spider Society’s headquarters

You were already overwhelmed at the sheer volume of all the people there, and the prospect of introducing yourself only made things worse

So when you opened your mouth to say, “Hi-hi, I-I’m Phantom Spi-Spider!”

And the response was, “What kind of Spider-Man has a stutter?”

It was just the last push needed to send you into a spiral of anxiety

But before you could be completely consumed in stress, someone stepped in to help

A hand slapped down on your shoulder and a raspy voice, said, “Oi, oi, what’s goin’ over here? She don’t believe in consistency and neither do I!”

It was so out of the blue, it snapped you completely out of your funk

You came to know him as Hobie Brown, and he would become another big change in your life

When people talked over you, he was the one to speak up for you: “Think Phantom had somethin’ to say. Maybe dial down the wanker act, yeah?”

When stumbled on your words, he was always willing to wait: “Take your time love, I’ve got all day to listen.”

It seemed inevitable that you would fall head over heels with him

It was actually kind of embaressing how fast it happened — which is why you decided to stay silent about it

That is until Miles Morales showed up

It was no secret that Hobie didn’t agree with how the Spider Society did things, and you were right along with him

Spider-Man was supposed to be kind above all else, and there was nothing kind about this group

When Gwen Stacy went about setting up her rebellion, you and Hobie were right beside her

As everyone geared up to find Miles, you pulled Hobie aside

“Hey-hey, I’ve go-got something import-portant to say.”

“You got a crush on me? Yea, I already know.”

You just gawked

Turns out you weren’t as subtle about your feelings as you thought you were

You wanted the ground to just swallow you up, but Hobie does he always does and snapped you out of it

“C’mon, we can have a date once we’re done punchin-up O’Hara.”

He kissed you on the cheek and walked over to the portal, with a look on his face that said “you coming with?”

You took his hand wordlessly, and you walked through as a couple

Eddie Munson

You were used to living your life as a wallflower, on account of your condition

Years of speech therapy had amounted to nothing and now you were coming up on your senior year, with a stutter just as strong as ever

You knew having a stutter meant nothing, that it was just the way you talked, but it still didn’t do wonders for your self esteem when people made fun of you for it

You had resigned yourself to being a social outcast for the remainder of high school, with only the hope that adult life would be somewhat kinder to you

Your first day at Hawkins High started out on a high note (at least by your standards)

You managed to get by without having to introduce yourself, and no one ever called you to answer questions

But once time came along you were left with a dilemma; where do you sit?

Even if no one was looking at you, you knew everyone was waiting to see what clique you would align yourself with

You decided to sit at an empty table but then your eyes were drawn towards a table just a few feet from yours

It was full of boys all wearing the same “Hellfire Club” T-shirt, but the one that caught your eye was the one boy with long hair and silver rings on his fingers

As you watched him jump animatedly around the table, he suddenly turned and looked at you

He winked, and your cheeks warmed

You learned his name was Eddie Munson after overhearing it from some classmates

You didn’t know it yet, but this would become the start of something special

For the next month things would continue like this, a series of flirty almost interactions and you being caught off guard everytime

It was torture because it seemed to come to him so easily, and you could never work up the courage to say anything to him

But what was even more torture was when your english teacher decided to partner you up with Eddie

Some boy — one of the wannabe cool kids you think — piped up, “Looks like you’re stuck with the Freak, huh?”

“Um, I-I wouldn’t ca-call him that, e-exactly.” You mutter in response, not loud enough that anyone but you would hear

Then Eddie threw an arm around your shoulder (and made your face hotter than an August afternoon)

“What would you call me then?” He said with a sly smile. Turns out someone did hear you

You couldn’t even form words after that

Thankfully he finally had mercy on you when the bell went off, which you gratefully took to flee to your locker

It was the end of the day, so you might have been able to get home without losing your composure again

But you should have known it wouldn’t be that easy, because when everyone had left Eddie stopped by your locker

“So any particular reason you don’t wanna talk to me?”

You knew this conversation had to happen one day, but you had somehow managed to trick yourself into thinking you could get by with your head down

You could try to lie your way out of it, but you’re not stupid enough to try it and Eddie’s not stupid enough to believe it

“I-I do wan-want to-to talk, but peo-people aren’t al-always nice,” you said quietly.

“Oh.” Suddenly something about the way he carried himself changed

It wasn’t like he had grown overbearing, but more like he was more open now

“I do-don’t mind talking-king to-to you a-actually. Y-you ma-make things a-a lit-litle easier to-to deal wi-with.”

“Mind if make it even easier then? Friday at seven?”

“I’d lo-love to.” And the rest as they say is history

A/N: Finally got this done after it sat in my inbox for almost a year! I'm so proud of myself for finally pulling out of my writing slump🎉🎉🎉 Writing this out meant a lot to me, because I have a sister who stutters, and is struggling to be outgoing because of it, so

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Quiet As a Mouse, Loud As a Lion

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Summary: (based on a request from @a-kind-pandemic-disaster) You’ve had a stutter for as long as you could talk, and unfortunately people aren’t always kind about it. Luckily there happens to be someone who’s an exception to that rule.

Word Count: about 1100

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Black!reader, Hobie Brown x Black!reader

Warnings: none, aside from people being rude about reader’s stutter, reader has spider-powers and a specific code name in Hobie’s section

Request: here

AO3: here

Hobie Brown

Joining the Spider Society was one of the biggest moments of your life, right after becoming the Phantom Spider

It changed your life in many ways, but there were some things that never left

Namely your stutter

At this point in your life you understood that it wasn’t your fault and it didn’t make you any less of a person, but still it left you shying away from interactions

And sometimes it only took one bad comment to ruin your day

Like the first time you went to the Spider Society’s headquarters

You were already overwhelmed at the sheer volume of all the people there, and the prospect of introducing yourself only made things worse

So when you opened your mouth to say, “Hi-hi, I-I’m Phantom Spi-Spider!”

And the response was, “What kind of Spider-Man has a stutter?”

It was just the last push needed to send you into a spiral of anxiety

But before you could be completely consumed in stress, someone stepped in to help

A hand slapped down on your shoulder and a raspy voice, said, “Oi, oi, what’s goin’ over here? She don’t believe in consistency and neither do I!”

It was so out of the blue, it snapped you completely out of your funk

You came to know him as Hobie Brown, and he would become another big change in your life

When people talked over you, he was the one to speak up for you: “Think Phantom had somethin’ to say. Maybe dial down the wanker act, yeah?”

When you stumbled on your words, he was always willing to wait: “Take your time love, I’ve got all day to listen.”

It seemed inevitable that you would fall head over heels with him

It was actually kind of embarrassing how fast it happened — which is why you decided to stay silent about it

That is until Miles Morales showed up

It was no secret that Hobie didn’t agree with how the Spider Society did things, and you were right along with him

Spider-Man was supposed to be kind above all else, and there was nothing kind about this group

When Gwen Stacy went about setting up her rebellion, you and Hobie were right beside her

As everyone geared up to find Miles, you pulled Hobie aside

“Hey-hey, I’ve go-got something import-portant to say.”

“You got a crush on me? Yea, I already know.”

You just gawked

Turns out you weren’t as subtle about your feelings as you thought you were

You wanted the ground to just swallow you up, but Hobie does he always does and snapped you out of it

“C’mon, we can have a date once we’re done punchin-up O’Hara.”

He kissed you on the cheek and walked over to the portal, with a look on his face that said “you coming with?”

You took his hand wordlessly, and you walked through as a couple

Eddie Munson

You were used to living your life as a wallflower, on account of your condition

Years of speech therapy had amounted to nothing and now you were coming up on your senior year, with a stutter just as strong as ever

You knew having a stutter meant nothing, that it was just the way you talked, but it still didn’t do wonders for your self esteem when people made fun of you for it

You had resigned yourself to being a social outcast for the remainder of high school, with only the hope that adult life would be somewhat kinder to you

Your first day at Hawkins High started out on a high note (at least by your standards)

You managed to get by without having to introduce yourself, and no one ever called you to answer questions

But once time came along you were left with a dilemma; where do you sit?

Even if no one was looking at you, you knew everyone was waiting to see what clique you would align yourself with

You decided to sit at an empty table but then your eyes were drawn towards a table just a few feet from yours

It was full of boys all wearing the same “Hellfire Club” T-shirt, but the one that caught your eye was the one boy with long hair and silver rings on his fingers

As you watched him jump animatedly around the table, he suddenly turned and looked at you

He winked, and your cheeks warmed

You learned his name was Eddie Munson after overhearing it from some classmates

You didn’t know it yet, but this would become the start of something special

For the next month things would continue like this, a series of flirty almost interactions and you being caught off guard every time

It was torture because it seemed to come to him so easily, and you could never work up the courage to say anything to him

But what was even more torture was when your English teacher decided to partner you up with Eddie

Some boy — one of the wannabe cool kids you think — piped up, “Looks like you’re stuck with the Freak, huh?”

“Um, I-I wouldn’t ca-call him that, e-exactly.” You mutter in response, not loud enough that anyone but you would hear

Then Eddie threw an arm around your shoulder (and made your face hotter than an August afternoon)

“What would you call me then?” He said with a sly smile. Turns out someone did hear you

You couldn’t even form words after that

Thankfully he finally had mercy on you when the bell went off, which you gratefully took to flee to your locker

It was the end of the day, so you might have been able to get home without losing your composure again

But you should have known it wouldn’t be that easy, because when everyone had left Eddie stopped by your locker

“So any particular reason you don’t wanna talk to me?”

You knew this conversation had to happen one day, but you had somehow managed to trick yourself into thinking you could get by with your head down

You could try to lie your way out of it, but you’re not stupid enough to try it and Eddie’s not stupid enough to believe it

“I-I do wan-want to-to talk, but peo-people aren’t al-always nice,” you said quietly.

“Oh.” Suddenly something about the way he carried himself changed

It wasn’t like he had grown overbearing, but more like he was more open now

“I do-don’t mind talking-king to-to you a-actually. Y-you ma-make things a-a lit-litle easier to-to deal wi-with.”

“Mind if make it even easier then? Friday at seven?”

“I’d lo-love to.” And the rest as they say is history

A/N: Finally got this done after it sat in my inbox for almost a year! I'm so proud of myself for finally pulling out of my writing slump🎉🎉🎉 Writing this out meant a lot to me, because I have a sister who stutters, and is struggling to be outgoing because of it, so it really means a lot to me.

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Thank so much to everyone who got me to 50 likes so fast! 🎉🎉🎉

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from my main blog

People keep talking Eddie Munson as a world-famous rockstar - tours across the world, going to huge party, being a celebrity heartthrob

Consider this: Eddie being a rockstar, and nobody knows anything about him

Corroded Coffin drops an album once every 5 years with absolutely no warning and every time it's to critical acclaim

They don't perform in stadiums only small venues with a max of 1000 people, but tickets sell out everytime

Half of his fans are convinced that Corroded Coffin is just some secret project for a big name band, other half is convinced Eddie is some kind of cryptid

Eddie goes to metalhead events and when people start talking about his band, he never even says that he's the lead singer and the songwriter

People don't recognize it's him until after he's already left

Eddie Munson is like the Tony Hawk of heavy metal

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From my main blog (don't forget to check out the reblogs for addons by other blogs!)

Eddie is an "are you mad at me🥺" kinda boyfriend

Every morning when you wake up you kiss Eddie on the forehead. You forget to do it one time and he's like

"What did I do wrong?"

"What?"

"I know you don't like it when I play music too loud, is that what this is about?"

"Ed, what the fuck are you on about?"

"You didn't kiss me this morning!"

This boy is up here pouting and upset just cause you forgot to kiss him once, he is such a drama queen

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From my main blog (check out the reblogs too!)

Eddie's the type of boyfriend to just stop and stare at you for no reason. He wants to memorize every single detail, the freckles, the moles, the scars, everything. He does it everywhere and he doesn't give a shit if you catch him doing it either:

"And what the hell are you staring at?" You're at home, in an old hoodie and the last pair of clean sweats you could find.

"Just admiring the view," Eddie replies with a dopey grin on his face. He looks like he's fallen in love with you all over again.

"Well stop admiring, I look like shit." You huff.

"If this is what you call shit, I'd love to see what you think is pretty, sweetheart." He leans his head on his palm and looks up at you like you've hung the moon and stars.

Eddie is a simp of the highest degree and he's not afraid to show it.