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multi-fandom-fanfiction · 1 year

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Requests I have (if you don't see yours please let me know)

Jamie and Cersei Lannister X Daughter!Reader (Platonic)

(Cersei wants to marry off there daughter but she is Jamie”s pride and joy and wont let that happen)

FP Jones X Reader (Smut) (FP Jones x reader!Andrew!rough)

Joffery Baratheon X Sister!Reader (Platonic!!!) he’s sadistic like joffery? that’s the reason they’re really close and trust each other more than anything

Joffery Baratheon X Sister!Reader (Smut) (joffrey imagine where him and his sister (2 years older) have always had sexual tension but they never saw it that way and one night while she’s changing joffrey bursts through the door angry about something but stops when he sees her. both of them at this point are horny for each other and he comes up to her kissing her while he grabs her breast and shes kind of in shock still but melts into it and yeah they have sex on the bed and take turns topping each other)

Ramsay Bolton X Sister!Reader (Smut) (Ramsay (got) has a younger sister and they often have intercourse, but this one night Ramsay brings Reek, his father and mother into readers room and ties them up. He tells them to watch. So Ramsay and her have really rough sex and tells them to look at her and makes her look at them to make sure they knows how good Ramsay makes her feel. When they’re done they kill them)

Betty Cooper X Fem!Reader (damn! i would have never imagined myself being with betty but when i was reading your post, u couldn’t stop myself from smiling! soft girlfriends haha. i love it! 💖💖💖 could you do something like this but as best friends with cheryl/toni or even both if it’s not too hard for you? i wanna see where it would go!)

Daenerys Targaryen X mercenary!male reader (The reader is a mercenary whom Cersei hires to kidnap Daenerys shortly after she arrives at Dragonstone. But instead of bringing Dany to Cersei, the mercenary decides to keep her for himself and tame her into becoming his willing lover)

Cersei Lannister X Fem!Reader (The reader faints in Cersei"s arm)

Petyr Baelish X Baratheon Fem!Reader (Semi Requested!) (Now that all of her brothers are gone Robert"s legitimate daughter has risen to be seated on the throne. Her council is demanding a husband what will the new queen do!)

Robb Stark X Baratheon Fem!Reader (Hey I love your work! Could I request some angsty robb stark x reader? Maybe reader is Cersei and robert’s true child and was married off to robb. Cersei is very distressed about your wellbeing when the war breaks out and when she learns of the plans of the red wedding, she begs her father to spare you. He does but at a price for your continued show of hatred of the Baratheons and lannisters. Letting you have to watch as robb dies and returning you home without realizing you’re pregnant.)

A wolverine request but I can’t find the info (so if you requested a wolverine request please resend it)

1.Twisted Desires

Dean, Sam, and Y/N Winchester were trapped together from the moment John found yellow eyes had killed the mother of his child was killed by yellow eyes in 1988 exactly five years after his wife and mother of his eldest two children were murdered by the same demon. The three lived by there father’s code doesn’t go somewhere twice and you don’t stay long. They never got to make friends so they were all each other had so maybe it was a flower in the attic complex. The three siblings loved each other far more than anyone else ever but maybe Sam and Dean’s love wasn’t a way older brothers were supposed to love their little sisters and Y/N’s love wasn’t a way a little sister should love her brothers. But they controlled themselves the best they could. Sam went away to college and Y/N and Dean continued until Sammy got home. The three of them wouldn’t admit it but they needed each other but one night after all three Winchesters were frustrated over a particularly hard case and tightened sexual tension. Sam threatens to leave and Dean tells him to go. What happens when Y/N breaks down and begs him to stay? Will she confess how she feels or will there twisted desires remain hidden?

1.Going against the gods

Ivar the Boneless always felt like everyone tortured him everyone but his perfect goddess like Y/H/C (Your Hair Color) hair and Y/E/C (Your eye color) little sister. She was made for him she loved all her brother’s but Ivar knew he was her favorite. Whatever he wanted she gave him whatever he wanted her to do she did. When he killed Sigurd she didn’t call him a monster and never talk to him again. She began to cry and beg the gods to let him into Valhalla but not before Ragnar’s only living daughter took his hands softly and told him he needs to work on his temper but she still loved him. When Ubbe and Hvitserk boarded the boat she refused yelling, “He needs us I will not leave our brother and I will not choose between the three of you.” Though his sister began to distance herself after he married Freydis and realized he was a god. She began to pull away from Ivar and with ever pull there was a slide closer to there older brother Hvitserk. Ivar didn’t like it and as king he had to stop it even if that meant going against the gods.

1.Love At First Sight

Okayyy so It Would be the little sister of Scott (cyclops) and Alex(Havok) wich would fall un Love With logan the first Time she sees him☺️(3

1.I never stopped loving you

Billy Hargrove and Y/N Harrington were young and in love many years ago in high school. They broke up because Billy didn’t know his worth. Billy stayed in Hawkins went to a trading school and opened a garage. He even started steadily with a new girl after Y/N never came home at Christmas and then summer. She went to a big college a few states away her way of escaping her family even though Billy always said she was running from him and his messy life. A few weeks after moving to college she finds out the biggest shock of her life. She was carrying Billy Hargrove’s baby. Only one person knew, her twin brother Steve Harrington. Now four years later Billy is engaged and Y/N is finally coming home. What will happen with the two back in town together?

2.Love Again

After Diana left him he though for sure he would never love again. Then the summer after the Hargrove's moved to town here comes Neil’s eldest daughter. 22-year-old Y/N moves to Hawkins Indiana after college. She pulled up one day to pick Max up from El’s. The moment Jim swung the door open his breath left his chest. What happens when he hires her as Eleven’s tutor and Jim finds himself falling in love with the young woman. Will Y/N fill the same way? Is this Jim Hopper’s chance to love again or will he get his heart broken again?

MY girl

Nikki and her new girlfriend make it official

1.Two Broken Souls

Y/N is heavier than her friends and suffers from it. They are constantly putting her down. Her parents are constantly fighting at home. Jughead Jones is the loner boy from the wrong side of the tracks. Both are broken and hurting. Will They find Solace in each other or will they both suffer in silence.

2. Death … and new chances

Y/N Andrews's best friend dies and she is opened to a new possibility for her son

1. Together:

Alex Standall Smut (4)

2. Our kids …..

Y/N Jensen is ready to co-parent with her one night stand

3. octavia blake x sister reader smut

4. Rebekah mikaelson x sister reader smut

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ms-nesbit · 1 year

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random musical shit about the batkids

dick fucking BAWLED when he first heard amanda seyfried and eddie redmayne sing in my life. he sobbed so hard when eponine died that he had to leave the theatre to stop from drawing attention to himself

just an fyi, he cries every time he thinks about moulin rouge. big crybaby but we stan

jason knows the choreo to the original west side story (live on broadway, NOT filmed, btw) for america. he reveals it to no one.

o duke??? doesnt like musicals as much, and makes him feel uncomfortable when the first musical number comes up. but he does enjoy hairspray

cass loves little shop of horrors and nothing else

damian refuses to indulge in such trivialities

CHICAGO, you say??? as if dick hasnt already mastered the choreography for roxie hart's duet w velma at the end of the show? hmmm????

damian stumbled upon sweeney todd and let it happen

steph likes the muppets

but more importantly, chicago. she is dicks dance partner for hot honey rag

now duke didnt know disney counts as musicals, so he'd like to formally include nightmare before christmas and TANGLED of all movies???

(and enchanted, but nobody can blame him!)

tim unabashedly adores sound of music, and julie andrews' voice is such sweet honey to him.

he sings along to the soundtrack when on the job :)

WHO loves kinky boots, u may not have asked??? well, im glad u didnt, bc its steph.

alfred likes the classics ofc

think chitty chitty, bang bang and singin' in the rain

he actually introduced most of the boys to musicals, since bruce has an aversion (well bitch i wonder why???)

dick loves brad majors in rocky horror picture show. do i need to say more?

tick tick BOOM is too contemporary for everyone. except dick, whose personality transforms into whatever musical he loves atm

miss saigon and les miserables have both been banned by bruce wayne to be referenced or watched in the wayne manor.

its bc it makes him tear up.

barbara only likes chicago and dreamgirls.

she loves jennifer hudson to death

and introduced duke to wicked, which he now hums almost intuitively

no, jason detests literary-based musicals. he always complains about it.

"yo jay, why are look down and no good deed on your spotify most played??"

and nevermind that jason absolutely sings maria like no other fucking man on this planet. idk what demon youre singing it to, jaybird, but FUCKING GET IT.

#nobody FUCKING TALK TO ME #do NOT REACH OUT ABOUT HOW INACCURATE THIS IS. I DO NOT CARE #i am menTALLY ILL AND WILL FIGHT WHOMEVER CROSSES ME #jason todd #dick grayson #duke thomas #barbara gordon #cass cain #steph brown #batfamily headcanons #batfam headcanons #batfam headcanon #musical #i looooove it!!!!!#my post #mine #:)

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denimbex1986 · 2 months

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'Andrew Scott doesn’t always play the kindest characters on-screen – he’s known for villainous roles such as Moriarty in Sherlock and Max Denbigh in Spectre – but that really couldn’t be further from real life.

The actor is generous with his time and his thoughts, despite calling from Italy where he’s currently working 12 hour days shooting a new project.

Scott, 45, says he considers mental health similar to the weather. "The weather is a changeable thing," he says. "If you’re in the driving rain, there’s no point in screaming up at the sky saying, ‘Please stop raining, please stop raining’. The best thing you can do is just accept it’s raining, and know that it will stop."

For the Dublin-born star, a huge factor in the male mental health crisis is society’s perceived expectations of men, to be ‘manly’ and have a stiff upper lip. "I think it’s to do with vulnerability," he muses. "Expressing vulnerability is something that’s considered in some way a ‘feminine’ trait – but I think vulnerability is a brilliant trait in a person."

"There’s a real stigma about how we approach mental illness," Scott continues. "Not one of us would say, ‘I’ve never been physically ill’ – and in exactly the same way, it seems preposterous to me that we would say we’ve never had any mental illness.

"I think we associate mental health with having to check into somewhere or having to take medication, or being diagnosed with something. But I think we have to understand it’s on a spectrum. The difference between where we land on that spectrum has to do with communication."

Particularly as a result of the pandemic and what we’ve all been through during recent times, Scott argues now is "a good time to start talking", as most of us have experienced – to some extent – emotions we might "have never felt before", including a "lack of control and fear".

Scott likes to talk about mental health with "a certain degree of lightness", he says. "There’s a duality that exists… It sounds odd for me to say that, but as long as you can be light about your darkness, I think you’re [going to be] alright."

He admits it sounds "counterintuitive", but we need to have "a sense of humour about the fact we’re all a little bit f***** up in some way. And saying, that’s OK. Nobody said it was going to be easy all the time."

Warming to his theme, Scott continues: "It’s why sometimes funerals can be more enjoyable than weddings, because at a wedding sometimes people have this dreaded feeling of, you have to be happy, and it’s so comparative. We live in such an age of comparison with social media, and sometimes at a funeral – you don’t go up to somebody and go, ‘Oh my God, you look terrible’, if they’ve got mascara running down their face, because you’re not worrying. So people are going, ‘Here I am, I am a mess. It’s OK for me to cry’. And sometimes that’s when we feel incredibly bonded."

Scott says laughter is key to maintaining his own mental health. "I try and laugh every day," he says passionately. "It’s such a human attribute – the animals, as much as I love them, they don’t laugh as much as we do. Sometimes I think we can measure someone’s humanity almost by how much they laugh every day and how much they’re able to appreciate laughing.

"[Sometimes you have to say] this is all ridiculous, this doesn’t end well for any of us – we’re all going to die. So in a way, you’ve got to laugh as much as you can – that’s my attitude certainly, as I move through life."

Scott says exercise is also central to his mental wellbeing ("without a shadow of a doubt"). Despite a gruelling schedule filming in Italy when all he might want to do is sit down at the end of a long day and eat pasta, he says: "I genuinely believe it’s an essential thing. With exercise, people think, ‘Oh my God, I have to be really fit or join a gym’, but there’s nothing I like more than going for a walk with somebody."

Walks might feel "very 2020", but "there’s something very beautiful about going for a walk with someone, because you can talk about things but you’re not facing each other," says Scott. That’s why he’s supporting the HUMEN charity’s Rise Against Suicide Sunrise Walk, which aims to ‘inspire more men to get active and talk’.

There’s another reason Scott likes a simple walk. "I love a non-event," he says. "I like the day after a wedding or getting accidentally drunk on a Tuesday afternoon with your friends. Sometimes you can have really meaningful conversations just going for a walk – or hysterical conversations. Life happens in the in-between, because there’s no pressure."'

#Andrew Scott #Max Denbigh #Spectre #Moriarty #Sherlock #HUMEN #Rise Against Suicide Sunrise Walk #Mental Health #Italy

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spookyboywhump · 1 year

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Can u drop some Andrew lore™️? I'm way too invested in him I love him v much 😭

I LOVE ANDREW SO MUCH I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ABOUT HIM

I ramble a lot about his past mostly sorry-

Andrew actually comes from a pretty big family, he has several siblings and he was one of the middle children. He doesn’t speak to any of them anymore nor does he speak to his parents. Despite having no contact with any of them he still feels his eldest sister was more of a parent to any of them than their actual parents.

Simply put Andrew was kind of an asshole growing up. He was not a good kid. He was not very pleasant to be around. He was constantly in trouble. He stopped speaking to his family after getting kicked out as a teenager. He’s chilled out quite a bit since then.

He met his wife Hana when they were in high school. He thought she was the nicest person in the world and he couldn’t bring himself to be rude and snappy with her like he was to most people and she was one of his few close friends. Her family let him stay with them after he got kicked out and that was when he finally started to get his shit together. Andrew and Hana wouldn’t actually get together until after they graduated but he was always interested in her and the main reason he decided to become a doctor was to make sure he had a good job and would make decent money in case they actually worked out, he wanted to be able to support her so she could choose whatever career she’d be happiest with. (Hana’s parents absolutely love Andrew too, they’ve heard what he was like beforehand but they just find that hard to believe as he’s never been anything but kind and respectful towards them and their daughter. They’ve never met his parents but they assume they must be terrible people to not love him as much as they do.)

Andrew nearly worked himself to death to get through medical school and this job. Was not what he was aiming for. But when he was looking for a job he was contacted by Mr. Whitaker and he didn’t really know what he was getting into until it was too late for him to back out, and Mr. Whitaker was absolutely not above threatening his family to keep him quiet and in line. Around that time Hana would’ve been pregnant with their daughter Hiyori so he didn’t have much of a choice, he did what he had to to make sure they’d be safe and he could take care of them.

There are a lot of medics there who are in a similar situation to him, and he’s not the only one who feels this way, but he cannot bring himself to see the pets as less than human. He is patient and gentle with all of them, and sometimes he gets hurt working when they get scared, and he does his best not to get angry with them. However he is very angry with all of their owners. Since Cain took over he would even work more than he had to just because he wanted to make sure they were well taken care of.

Speaking of which, as difficult as Cain could be, Andrew also thought he was the best person to have to answer to. He might’ve spent most of his time at work but Cain worked with him and made sure he never missed a single one of his daughter’s birthdays, his wife’s birthdays, Christmas, first days of school or other events. He knew how important Andrew’s family was to him and Andrew was always incredibly thankful for that.

#oc stuff #Andrew #I love this man he is such a good man #he loves his family dearly and he cares so much for his patients #I’ve thought about his past a lot Andrew was in general a trouble maker growing up he was always in some kind of shit #anonymous

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evermoresversion · 11 months

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Peter Parker!andrews getting in a fight with his girlfriend for being reckless because she’s powerful

♡⃕ ﹙scarlet witch, peter parker.﹚

A/N I decided that y/n would have the same powers as scarlet witch, plus I added a little more stuff for the story. I hope you enjoy it, thank u for the request. <3

PAIRING TASM!Peter Parker x Scarlet Witch!Reader

TW/TAGS Violence, mentions of death, angst.

SUMMARY You've always had the powers you have now, but over time they grew stronger, taking over you. And one night, having lost your parents, you decided to revive them, letting Scarlet Witch take over you to continue with her plan.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN | PETER'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

If someone had ever told Peter that he would have to fight the woman he loves more than himself, he would have laughed, a lot.

But here he was, totally devastated by the fight he had just had with y/n, no, she wasn't the y/n he loved anymore, she was Scarlet Witch, she was consumed by the powers she had, she was almost unbeatable.

"What? Don't you love me now?" You laughed in a way he had never heard you do. It was evil in shape, heartless. The city was in chaos because of you, along with a lot of people dying to get what you wanted.

"y/n, you're not like this, you must..." you cut him off.

"I'm not y/n anymore, she died." you looked at him with fury in your eyes. "And if you want to stay alive, I recommend that you get out of my way."

"Sorry, but no, and if I have to fight you to stop you I will."

"Fine, if you insist." you answered simply, light began to be produced in your hands and with his sixth sense he was able to predict where you were going to hit him. "Oh come on! It's no fun if you dodge all my punches." you pouted and reached out your hand so you could lift him up too, you pulled him towards you in the air and it was impossible for him to move due to the force field that your telekinesis had.

"y/n you have to stop, this is not you." he mumbled slightly due to the strength you held in his body as he tried to wriggle out of it.

"I'm not going to stop, I just want my parents back, no one better than you should understand that." you looked at him and he could see betrayal, anger and sadness reflected in your eyes. "You should have helped me when I asked you to, when I was reasonable." your jaw tensed as you watched Peter carefully. "Let me do this and I'll stop."

"No." He responded after a few seconds, and for a moment the façade of feigned sadness that you had had disappeared, turning into anger once more.

"Well, you made me." With a movement of your hand you threw him away from there, with another movement you covered his torso with metal sheets so that he could not move.

Thanks to the strength that he also had, he managed to get rid of the metals that covered most of his body.

"Give it up, Peter." You muttered in his mind. Another of your powers is mental manipulation.

"No, I'm not going to let you take her." He responded back by walking out of the building you'd thrown him into to start swinging back to where you'd gone.

"She and I are one, Parker, if you kill me she dies." you laughed maliciously and he stopped hearing your voice in his mind.

He knew that you were going to go to some kind of magical pit that you had found from an ancient legend where previously kings and queens had used it to revive and live much longer.

When he arrived, you were ready to start with that ritual that you were planning to do.

He tried to send one of his cobwebs towards your hands but you could sense it before, undoing them with your powers.

"You are too predictable, Spider-Man." you said the name with contempt.

"You have to stop, you don't know what kind of consequences that can bring." He pointed to the pit with his hand, as he slowly approached you.

When he saw that you didn't move, he took the opportunity to get closer and take you in his arms, but you immediately turned to dust between his fingers.

"Wha-?" And suddenly the whole scene changed, he wasn't wearing his Spider-Man suit and he wasn't in the pit anymore, he thought you had teleported him or something similar but when he turned around and looked at you behind him, but without that scarlet red suit, if not you in your usual way got even more confused.

"Hi sweetheart." You smiled looking at him sweetly, he frowned as he looked at you.

"What are we doing here?" he asked looking around him, both were on your apartment.

"Listen, you have to let her do what she plans to do, you can't stop her." You denied looking at him with anguish.

"We don't know what kind of side effects it can bring, y/n."

"Listen to me, will you, love?" You were getting closer to him little by little. He wasn't entirely confident that it was you, but he still gave you the benefit of the doubt. "No one will be able to stop her, believe me when I tell you." You nodded looking directly into his eyes.

"But..."

"Shh, nobody." you finally denied taking him by the cheeks, he looked at you without understanding anything.

Your biggest mistake was standing in front of a mirror. Because if you had already convinced him, seeing that Scarlet Witch was in the reflection holding him by the cheeks and not you, he finally reacted.

"I'm so sorry." He murmured looking at you, you frowned without understanding what he was saying.

With one of his webs he took a knife. It took all of his willpower to do it but he finally rammed it into your chest, stabbing into you.

"I'm sorry." he repeated like a prayer as the scenery around them fell apart, returning you to the pit.

Seeing that he was still standing, he looked everywhere, trying to find you as Scarlet Witch, but when he looked at the ground and saw your normal form, he felt too strong a pressure on his chest.

"No no no no." He denied several times, taking off his mask and kneeling next to you. "Please no." he sobbed looking at your dead form in his arms.

He really didn't believe what Scarlet had said, if she died you too.

"I'm so sorry."

#peter parker #peter parker fanfic #peter parker imagine #peter parker imagines #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x reader #peter parker smut #peter parker angst #peter parker fluff #the amazing spider-man #the amazing spider-man fanfic #tasm #tasm fanfic #val's version #evermoresversion

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ess-presso · 1 year

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hi ess <3

lily best milf ever SO TRUE!!!! & i did see theinvisiblemuseum's art its SO good i love their art sm.

tay time! closure, out of the woods, & clean <3

and omg pink lemonade! i loved that fic it was so good. (im trying to get my fic rec for u but AO3 IS DOWN RN. UNBELIEVABLE!! ill have one for next time i promise)

chatting time <3

having a pic of a pigeon as a souvenir from a trip is pretty funny tbh. imagine travelling across the world and the only thing u brought back was a single photo of a kinda-ugly bird.

podg ben & dune timmy❤️ im so excited for the next dune film purely for more scenes editors can use for reg. like yes i like the dune series but im a simple woman. i have priorities.

medium well on an exam is better than medium bad !! i think its a cause to celebrate. also i hate it when everyones talking about the answers they got and u got something completely different. i start panicking so bad.

we truly did win the bff lottery. get urself a friend who brings u food in the rain and dances in the kitchen to jazz with u or threatens to send u to a mental hospital. theyre rare.

tbh kentucky seems like the kind of place to have colonel sanders just everywhere. thats their pride and joy he must be displayed. i bet they have tons of kfcs too.

L & E AND L & B FTW!!! so real. and u have a marriage pact? thats so cool. liv has a long term bf so we dont but if i asked her to she might leave him so. i did have a marriage pact with another good friend but she moved away </3

and omg i hate condescending people sm. they piss me off so much like STOP UR NOT BETTER THAN ME!! especially if shes asking if u know what a computer processor is like girl who cares there are bigger things to worry about i promise.

LIKEAFUNERALL'S XENO>>>>> pandora was winning fr.

gary oldman and timmy in the same video = literal jumpscare. and yes ive seen that pic of ben & andrew and i literally cried. i thought it was edited at first but it wasnt and i cried . #wolfstar

a hozier concert would fix me and i truly believe that. also my entire tiktok fyp is just edits with work song now?? like how does it know we were talking abt that song on here. i fear tiktok is spying on me .

and omfg. i have seen the jesus/judas edits. at first they were really funny like why are people making jesus fancams.....but then they got like actually kinda sad and i felt bad for jesus. like sorry u had shitty friends man . i promise ur really popular nowadays </3

i swear harry is being americanized. he spends so much time there hes forgotten his roots and that the rest of the world exists. like why does he need to do several shows in la or nyc when he can travel elsewhere !!

i dont trust people who dont scream cruel summer ESPECIALLY "he looks up grinning like a devil" like its a scream-or-nothing situation.

piss & gladiators <3 sorry rome but its true. maybe i can fit something else in there. rome, the eternal city of piss , pickpockets, and gladiators.

u should totally give them detentions. abuse ur power. especially if theyre making u late to exams?? so rude of them tbh.

i hate being full named sm. luckily im the one who full names liv and not the other way around so i can live in peace <3

im always seeing art with lil baby harry calling remus his uncle moony and it KILLS me every time. :((

also omg "dumpydumpster"..... fuck that old man fr.

book lovers>anyone else!!!! i cant imagine being with someone who doesnt know who remus lupin is its just not happening.

yes chess!!! every time i play i channel all my beth harmon from queens gambit energy. even if i lose it doesnt matter im still slaying.

u know putting down an answer for every question on ur exam is all that matters !! its better than nothing and i live by that.

annotating books for each other>>> i had a friend and her and her gf annotated sappho's poetry for each other. it was so fucking sweet i wanted to cry.

and hozier writing a song abt u?? literally my cause of death. get urself someone who will write a beautiful song abt u <3

i wanna go to portugal so bad. i looked up the sanctuary of our lady fatima and it looks so peaceful <3 i love old churches tbh they always have such a nice calming vibe. and omg algarve?? that looks SO NICE!!! i need to be at a beach there rn. and all the food sounds so good. im so hungry now.

oh what id give to have james' no-hangover power......that should be me.

the ship name moonwater kills me cause like why are we using reg's cause of death😭 give him a break !!!!!

omg secondary house slytherin!! welcome <3 & the only reason i have so many patronuses is cause i was unsatisfied with the first few so i retook the test a bunch LOL. i figured raven was good enough so i left it at that.

dairy queen <3

"ex gifted kid now try hard" SO TRUE!!!! why cant things just be easy now .

omg timmy tim at the oscars! if i see two timmys this year ill know whats up.

american chocolate is SO GROSS like i know canada has a lot of american chocolate too but at least we have SOME european chocolate thats actually good.

sadly the snow is pretty much gone :( it rained and now its just mush. bad day for snowmen enjoyers.

wait thats so funny to have a taller georgie i love it. and a shorter clown thats hilarious id laugh so hard

killing barty is so funny to me. like yes i like him but yes he absolutely deserves it.

ill make liv get that tattoo even if its the last thing i do idc.

hoarding nail polish and lipstick> so real of u. my nail polish collection is way too excessive and some colours are just Not it. like girl why do u need 3 different browns theyre so ugly.

that quote kills me every time i read it ( i had to read that play for a class and it was like a slap in the face fr.)

mskingbean knows whats up. and omg yes little women references<3333 they take me out every time i read them.

seeing seth rogen & john mulaney was really weird but u know whats weirder? seeingf the entire riverdale main cast walk by only for a literal train of teenage girls run after them. im not kidding it was so funny.

humpty dumpty party mix is a such a funny name ur so right actually. it even has a little humpty dumpty egg guy on the bag i love it <3

omg lover being ur first dance song <3 its the perfect song for that fr. but yes rep is perfect for when ur needing to feel like a criminal !!

fr seeing the parthenon changed my life. i need to go back or ill perish.

i think harry would be proud if he knew i came out to his song tbh. but lu figuring u out? SO REAL. liv already had her suspicions and after the crying told me i radiate "potent bisexual energy" so.

r(edge) 4ever idc. it just sounds sm better.

AHAHA va fa napoli kinda is a swear, it doesnt actually have a bad meaning but it basically sounds like "vaffanculo" which means basically "fuck you" or "go to hell". & omg wanting to learn swedish for young royals MOOD!! i took french throughout all of primary school and im still shit so. bad canadian over here

ur qs

being a gold digger is so real of u. i support this endeavor.

lily evans is such marriage material its not even funny!!!!!

SIX LANGUAGES!!!!! THATS SO COOL!!!!! we got the rosetta stone over here people. i had a friend who was gonna teach me some hindi but she moved away

topaz obsidian & amethyst <33 all so cool.

u should totally watch it, its so good. the last episode where that quote was from was genuinely the most heartbreaking and beautiful episodes of television ive ever watched like ever. it was so good.

forests <333 love myself a nice lil sun dappled forest with woodland creatures wandering about. tbh where i live u can visit all 3 at the same time so i could never pick just one.

omg a hairdresser i love that. im actually my own hairdresser (ie i dont wanna pay for a professional so i just cut and dye it myself) i wanted to be a makeup artist but that dream didnt last long.

wait cancer thats actually cool. i dont think many people know much about how it works & biology is so fascinating sometimes. and yesss ofc platonic soulmates <333 we dont have time for superficial friends!!!

timmy and louis <3 (get louis away from grandma STAT!!!!) ofc flo and zendaya. excellent choices.

*gasps in spotify user* okay but to be fair apple music & spotify are like nearly identical at this point. i only use spotify cause i dont wanna move all my music to apple music itd take way too long.

i love canis major sm. and draco too its such a cool looking constellation.

AWW i love that sm. cant believe he danced better than u thats hilarious. he came to slay and to slay ONLY!!! and the toaster gift? thats so funny and sweet. i hope hes ready to slay again at the next wedding🕺

omg wingstop i want so bad too. they make it sound so good and i need to try it before it die. and omg birria tacos are SO good. highly recommend.

answering qs

ive got a few topics actually: the life of agrippina the younger (emperor nero's mother) and her rise and fall to power; the sociopolitical role of a woman in sparta versus athens; lord of the rings as a whole; the tragedy of star wars and the themes of hope and rebellion. oh and space! i love space and astronomy sm.

worst advice ive ever given: i accidentally helped someone get rejected💀 it was the guy who liked me on and off during high school, he liked this other girl for a bit and asked me what he should do, so i told him to be honest with her and tell her how he feels or else nothing will ever happen between them, so he did and she turned him down for being too forward. oops! at least hes not into women anymore.

worst advice ive taken: tbh ive got no idea. i can be a very paranoid person so when people give me advice i take extra care to think it through so ig ive managed to avoid shitty advice.

which element id be: bismuth bc its symbol is Bi <3 and its rainbow and cool. gay element fr.

undercover spy name: this is so lame but if we're going along the james bond theme id go with 008 cause my fav number is 8.

savoury or sweet: savoury forever. i love sweet stuff but its easy to get sick of it if u have too much.

fav friend: phoebe!! also monica but only bc im a clean freak like her & i also love to cook.

3 wishes: gimme a couple million dollars, the power to stop racism/homophobia, and an endless supply of pasta and im a happy girl.

how long id last in a zombie apocalypse: id like to imagine id be absolutely killing it out there but id probably freak out and die like right away. id at least try and be the best doomsday prepper i could possibly be but i cant even drive so i dont think im lasting long

fav stone: opal! biased bc its october's birthstone but its so pretty. i also love emerald cause thats my fav colour. also malachite. very pretty colour.

fav constellation: scorpio (again, biased. but its cool looking), canis major, leo, & lupus. i cant choose just one.

weirdest dream: i once dreamt that i had lunch with anne hathaway?? it was just a normal lunch. i think i had like mac and cheese or something. i woke up very confused.

worst dream: i once dreamt that i got pregnant and my mom kicked me out & when i woke up all i wanted to know was who the father was tbh.

best dream: i once dreamt that i was living my normal life but my soulmate was there and it was great. except they didnt have a face cause idk who my soulmate is but at least i got to have a dream about it.

timmy or ben: timmy. i love ben but timmy will always be it for me. lil timmy tim girl since day one💪

movie food: popcorn for sure but also reese's! sometimes gummy worms if they have them.

last text i sent: i told one of my friends to watch lockwood & co. on netflix. v fun lil ghost hunting show based on a book series, highly recommend!

last text i got: one of my old roommates said "im always thinking about morbius" like okay girl!

phone calls or text messages: text messages!! phone calls make me so anxious. text messages at least give u time to think of a response if ur anxious. phone calls are merciless and will expose ur antisocialness.

greek tragedy hero: i got achilles. not sure how i feel abt that but okay! (omg u got orpheus thats the best possible answer imo!!)

fav meme: idk if i have one specific fav meme but dumb tiktok humour gets me a lot. back in the day old vine humour was hilarious to me (def mostly cringey now but oh so nostalgic)

qs for u!

whats something on ur bucketlist?

do u have any hobbies?

fav app on ur phone?

least fav icks?

what would u do if u won the lottery?

do u believe in ghosts/the supernatural?

where can someone find u at a party?

go-to karaoke song?

whats the craziest thing youve ever done in the name of love?

if u had to lose one of the 5 senses, which would u pick?

early bird or night owl?

if u were stranded on an island, what 3 objects would u bring with u?

unpopular marauders opinion?

what would u do if u were the last person on earth?

fav number?

fuck marry kill: james, reg, lily.

whats one language u wish u were fluent in?

thats all for now <3

(also i realized these are always SO long & im prob clogging up ur page with my rambling so if u ever want me to stop just lemme know!!!)

-bee

hi hey hello bee :)))))

THEIR ART IS LEGITIMATELY TOP NOTCH IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD.

tay tay -

closure - JEGULUS - listen , I think it's literally James after they break up. like to me it's him 'seeing the shape of your name still spells out pain' I can so so so imagine that being him to Regulus after a long day and all he can feel is PAIN.

out of the woods - JEGULUS - claiming this song especially for my jegulus , but to me it screams of a pair of people (James and regulus) absolutely in love and one of them (regulus) trying so so hard not to be , but 'the monsters turned out to be just trees' and 'when the sun came up you were looking at me' - so so so them.

clean - LILY - ok at first I WAS thinking jegulus , but then I listened and I was like 'Lily Evans' like can you imagine???? her after finally telling Snape to fuck the fuck off , and feeling so much pain , but then one morning waking up and finally being 'clean' (side note - I forgot that u existed is also for them)

SKSKSK I haven't finished it yet - reading mental by sara_holmes - a legilmency drarry fic in which a miscast spell makes them hear each other's thoughts. ( also no. 'tis not okay. execute you.)

chatting :))))) -

pigeons are motherfuckin ugly and I would NEVER waste my camera storage on them. I'd literally rather take a picture of a rubbish bin. hate those pesky arse bastards.

YES YES YES oh my god I'm so excited for dune 2. it has Timmy , zendaya , Flo - literally a bisexual's DREAM cast (and also Austin butler??? I think???) can't wait to go there with the old lu and fucking watch every second ( he fell asleep in the last one.)

I celebrated by getting brownies !!!! nah , honestly when they do that , I'm all like 'keep ur gob shut u mf lepers' they have no common decency like DUDE can you let me fail in peace ???

kitchen jazz , walking through the ran and threats to go to the mental hospital <3333 how lucky we are :))))

they should have a colonel sanders statue like the one of Jesus in Brazil. like , I've said this before , but no one would KNOW Kentucky if not for kfc. and horses , I think. kfc and horses.

lelblelblelb !!! that's so rude of her she should break up with him immediately. pronto. see lu hasn't had a girlfriend in the entire time I've known him. so I'm thinking he'll still be a loner at 40. I might not be. (jk we both won't be. he'll find some girl and I'll find someone too!!! (said depressed because I haven't yet found someone) )

nah she's a bitch for real. but she's pretty. but she's a bitch. girl fuck your RAM and your motherboards. and there are so many bigger things to worry about. like global warming or whatever.

IK IK IK I LOVE HER XENO SO SO MUCH !!!! pandora was winning fr fr. (as was he. both are equally lucky to have each other)

I KNOW THAT MOMENT REALLY MADE IT FOR THE WOLFSTAR SHIPPERS !!!!!! like damn we made it happen. I just fuckin know it (so did we with the Timmy x Gary thing. like they for sure knew.)

hozier literally HEALS my soul. like he (and lu) are the only men ever <33 I think I'd be in fuckin tears if I ever went to a concert. (also same??? I got like three videos of Canadian glow coins ???)

Jesus/judas - nah I saw one of the Great War nd I fr was feeling for JESUS. like bro knew it was judas and he didn't say anything and ,,,, tragic (listen it may be blasphemous but I can so see like a Jesus/judas style marauders au. like it's so blasphemous. but it would be so good.)

BOY FORGOT HIS ROOTS. HE FORGOT THAT IT WAS US BRITS THAT GAVE HIM HIS CLAIM TO FAME. WITHOUT US HE'D NEVER 'GO AMERICA' THAT LITTLE BASTARD.

IT'S YOUUUU SHAPE OF YOUR BODY IS BLUEEE FEELING I GOT IS OOOOOH WOAH WOAH IT'S A CRUEEEL SUMMER (gotta go throw rocks at someone's window fr fr and have him look up 'grinning like a devil' like DAMN.)

piss , pickpockets & gladiators <333 London is the city of pigeons , rain and red buses. what's yours up there in canada??

I TOOK AWAY HOUSEPOINTS. IF THEY DO IT TOMORROW IT'S A LUNCH TIME DETENTION FOR THEM. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THOSE LIL BITCHES. full respect to the ones that keep out my way , love them.

it's so cool u can full name liv , because it's the other way round for me. like in a fully LOUD voice he full names me and I'm like 'fuck okay this shit serious'

and about lil harry and uncle moony I found this canary u might like (ac: letraspal)

I hate dumpydumpster so much. how dare u hurt my boy harry like that. (u bet I'm going to take it out on him in doa)

yes how am I supposed to be with u if u don't read. how are we supposed to keep each other silent company u don't fuckin read. and and remus lupin is god how can someone not know him.

CHESSSSS. I LOVE THE VIBES AND I'M GOING TO LEARN I SWEAR. and queen's gambit energy slays whether u win or lose. just saying.

except when the question is some astronomical shit and all u can think of is - damn. gonna pull a hitchhikers guide to the galaxy and go for '42'.

ANNOTATING SAPPHO'S POETRY FOR EACH OTHER??? THAT'S SO SWEET AND ONE OF THE MOST ROMANTIC THINGS TO EXISTS EVER ???? I WISH THEM NOTHING BUT THE BEST AND I HOPE THEY GET MARRIED FR FR.

ahhhh Fatima is my safe space.( and yes old churches on top. but there's an abandoned church like three streets away and it's like a horror movie style church. literally abandoned. posters from the war or some shit it's scary fr fr) and ALGARVEEEE algarve is home home. (the food is top-notch so I get u so hard) !!!

no same because hangovers are the reason Lucifer fell from heaven like wtf ???? (although lu does have a hangover cure , and if I'm the drunk one and he makes it I'm always at least 50% better. he a real one for that.)

THIS. EXACTLY. like moonseeker? at least do that?? give my boy a break okay like damn.

yes exactly like u better not stick me with shit like mole or rat or something u best believe I'm retaking that test. (thank u I feel welcomed indeed. but careful because I'm still a brave at heart.)

I want to go Dairy Queen.and wingstop. ESPECIALLY. wingstop.

got them chills from tmt like that song HITS HITS.

Timmy Tim and Tim Timmy <333

european chocolate is the only chocolate that should exist. ban American chocolates. (also cannot believed they banned kinder eggs. like wtf dude???)

that's annoying as fuck I hate when that happens. sue the sky.

EXACTLYYYY OH MY GOD. a taller Georgie and a shorter it and it was fucking hilarious. everyone complimented us and we were so proud!!!

yes like I like him in fics in canon he go fuck himself into the deep pits of the nether worlds.

YES, U DO THAT , I DO LU AND WE WILL CONVERGE AT THIS POINT WHEN WE SUCCEED.

I would just burst into tears. straight up.

mskingbean oh how I love her. lw references have my heart (literally going to write one in chapter 13. so excited.)

who the fuck would run after them. if it was me I'd be running away.

I WANT TO GO THERE. I WILL ONE DAY. ONE DAY JUST U WAIT.

nah that sounds like such a fun cute lil snack I love that shit.

harry would love that for u. liz and lu know what's up , they got their bisexual best friends , and now they're allied as fuck.

glad it's a semi-swear. that's so fun omg. also I also took French in primary and secondary and I still cannot speak more than 'je ma pellet' (not correct but u get it). Lu's a fluent frenchie though , so I always got him to do my French hw , and I'd do his English. fair exchanges , that way .

GOLD DIGGER STYLES !!!!!!

LILY EVANS THE WOMAN THAT SHE IS <3333333

THANK U I LOVE BEING MULTILINGUAL !!!! also why everyone of urs moving away. that's kinda sad. (I teach u Hindi. then u can watch Bollywood movies which HIT.)

OKAY OKAY I HEAR U I SEE U I'LL WATCH.

yes like picnics in the forests with little bunnies running around in the sun aahhhhh. (also not being able to pick is so fuckin real of u. like I get that so hard.)

I too am my own hairdresser ( I lied because I tried then just called lu to do it for me so TECHNICALLY he's my hairdresser but I digress) I'm gonna be honest here. glad u moved away from the make up artist dream because no way would I be paying 500£ for facial makeup like girl damn does that shit come with a free diamond necklace or something ???

I know I know I moan about it tonnes but bio and them are my THINGS. and oncology + cancer has always been a bit of an interesting thing to me. very cool to learn about . (and yes!! we take only diamonds of friends !!!)

GET LOUIS AWAY FROM GRANDMA. and straight to me. I could treat him right. ( all jokes I have one louis already (that's lu right there.) however I might abandon my louis for that louis !!!

Apple Music is just BETTER. sorry , bee , I shall never use Spotify. Apple Music is like the HD version of Spotify.

Canis Major (especially the alpha star wink wink) & Draco stay winning I love them so so much.

he SLAYED. he slays always he's so good at dancing makes me jealous fr. and yes a toaster , and I told him not to bother but he did. which , admittedly , very sweet of him.

one day many years in the future I shall brave America just for the wingstop. (now I want to eat those birria tacos so bad like god come in my mouth rn bbs.)

reviewing ur q's <333 -

THIS ALL SOUNDS SO INTERESTING ??? I AM SIMPLY IN AWE ???? also yess yess yess space and astronomy forever like looking through a telescope being there being real and just so .... ethereal. love that for us ex-astronomy bitches.

nah bro got done so bad he switched to the other side. now I wanna know if he's still getting done bad by the men. but u did what u had to , and it's really just his fault.

avoiding shitty advice like YESS YESSS DAMNNNNN I wish I could do the same.

bismuth for bi is so real. bisexuals for the winnnnn. I'd be polonium because I want to be a poison. dangerous as fuck.

008 sounds so cool , but 007 has a ring to it. like it just does. idk what I'd be. 007 is my go to. so double oh seven it is.

no literally I can never get tired of savoury stuff , but I can of sweet things. like no one ever gets it , but I'm absolutely right. (brownies are the only exception to this rule)

Phoebe and Monica !!!! my baes I love them so much !!! my favourite friend is joey. I aspire to be a loveable slut too <33

a couple MILLION???? I'd be shooting for the billions ??? bad one bee. endless pasta yesssss as u should !!! (and yes so noble of u to stop the world problems. such a good person !!!! )

nah same I'd be killing myself before any clown kills me. or I'd be like Eddie , survive till the second movie then die on the cusp of happiness.

OPALS ARE SO PRETTY THEY'RE LIKE MADE OF PARADISE I SWEAR. and I fucking love emeralds and malachite (idk what the last one is but I'm trying)

YESSS SCORPIO IS SO PRETTY TOO!!! Canis Major also a win yessss. and Leo. ahhhh reggie I love u . but not as much as sirius. but I love u. AND LUPUS OMG (makes note of sirius telling remus about his very own star)

idk what you're talking about having lunch with Anne Hathaway is perfectly normal. and Mac and cheese with the queen of Genova ??? stay winning girl , love that for u and ur funny little brain.

nah because same. I had a whole ass baby with someone , beautiful and blonde and it was a cute lil baby boy and I was such a happy mother then I woke up and I was sad ???? like bro u were never a mother LET IT GO !!! pregnancy dreams are weird as fuck. especially when u dk who the father was.

ahhh yess having your soulmate by your side yessss I love. I've had so many dreams but I never know who the person is. like reveal yourself heathen so I can find u and kiss you on the mouth.

yes ben barnes hits but not as hard as Timmy Tim Tim.

this movie food sounds lovely. once I took a whole steak too the movies. + Yorkshire puddings. (but its okay because cinemas here don't have ushers. ) and people around us were eating shit like fucking lobster. like idk what we were on but that movie everyone was eating high cuisine. (but I love a good box of smarties , nachos + gummy worms myself. ALSO THE RAZZLE DAZZLE CHOCOLATE BUTTONS. THE WHITE ONES.)

ooooh interesting. I've actually seen some ads for that shit , adding to my list rn. (my own last text was 'can I be the banker today' and u can very well guess who it was to)

yes girl ! go ! to therapy !! (the last text I got was 'YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY NOT BEING THE BANKER. FUCK NO. I'D RATHER KILL MYSELF. )

no yes I so get this because same. there's literally only one person I'd ever phone call/ FaceTime (lu) and I'm on ft with him now (he's not being neglected it's like a mutual study session where I study and he studies and also makes sure I'm studying.

achilles ! wow idk how to feel about that myself. u better not lose your lover or else you will literally raze the earth. (and I better not lose mine or I'll lose them again)

no same there are so many good memes idk how to choose it's way too hard. this one is my favourite-

my q's !!! -

getting married and having a family. I know I know some people will say 'not very feminist' (fuck them feminism is about choice) and dw CAREER is still on top. but I know I'm going to do that shit. I want that true love type of thing. the kind where you look at someone and go 'yes. you. you're the one.' that kind. damn this shit got me sentimental as fuck. and I really just want that happily ever after with my person and I want to have a family too. AND A CAREER. but I'd do that on my own too. u get me ??

eating brownies. and baking brownies. and jazz dancing. but brownies and jazz. and also , obviously reading and writing !!!

probably Tumblr. everyone is so chill here I love it.

are u asking about my idk ?? like the one thing that a potential date or someone would do to turn me off immediately ??? I'll answer it like u are hold on. when he's a mummy's boy. (and I've had this experience specifically with a boy). like oh my mum doesn't like it when u do that. my mum doesn't want me to do that. my mum would do that for me why don't u. idk motherfucker maybe because I'm not your mum????? the fuck ??? go date her then ????

world trip with my best friend and buy a huge giant mansion and fucking have the time of my life. and donate to charity and stuff , obviously.

near the window next to the snack table eating a cracker and holding a can of coke and chatting to lu. (if sober) // if not sober then on top of lu piggy back style trying to unscrew the light bulb and saying it's too hot but getting cheered on also by the unsober crowd. true story. happens weirdly often ?? but I always ask for piggy-backs when drunk it's like ... a thing.

*coughs* *brushes lint off of jacket* *coughs again* I CAN'T LOVE YOUUUUU IN THE DARRRRRKKKKK I FEEEEEL LIKE WE'RE OCEANSSSSSS APARTTTTT.

hmmm. going to go for platonic soulmatism (sorry to anyone I've dated. I just haven't crazy things for u. u were nice though. some of u that is.) I put itching powder in the uniform of a guy on the rival hockey team (he'd fouled lu and he was all taunty and shit and I had it in my pockets only because we'd passed by a partica shop and I had to go inside to buy shit for a party and I was like 'damn itching powder this is fun'). rest be assured Lu's team did indeed win. (the guy had rashes on his face next time I saw him , which , not my fault because that's not where I put the itching powder ??)

speaking. I can write notes , I can hear music , I can see my peoples. I don't mind never talking again.

night owl. I love getting my shit done late and staying up till like late then going to bed and refusing to wake up ever. this is also another reason I get full-named by lu sometimes. he literally has had to wake me up by throwing shit at my window before.

Swiss army knife , first aid kit , and lu. if people are not allowed , then I say phone. call for emergency and shit. or if people aren't counted , then I say monopoly. maybe the imminent cause of death will make him let me be the banker.

listen this is very unpopular but -it's not misogynistic if people say 'lily potter' instead of 'Lily Evans' . like that was her name. people are fully allowed to call her that??? it's not unfeminist to take your husband's last name , and someone should tell them that. (not talking about when she isn't married to James or when she's younger. ) but u get what I mean. like let people live damn she is a potter. at least in canon.

kill myself. very simple. but I'd need lu at the very least. can't live on the earth without the best friend (very sirius x James . except sirius did live without James....) I'd straight up kill myself if he died. very dramatic , I know. but we go down together !

3. u might have seen the reblog on my blog of this number going everywhere. but 3 is very dear to me. I think I really hate 2 though. like that bitch can go die in a ditch somewhere. '23' is a close second (hello I was born on the 23rd)

fuck lily marry James kill reg. sorry reg but I'm pulling the 'they're good people' thing. but I still love you. but I love them more.

hmm. I do wish I was fluent in French. I think I'd love to understand half the shit lu keeps saying to me. and maybe I'd've got a better grade in my French exams in secondary school !

q's for uuuu -

are you a mirrorball or this is me trying ?

drarry or dramione (feel ashamed to ask but I feel like I should )?

one ship has to go - jily or regulus ?

wolf star or jegulus ?

craziest thing you've ever done in the name of love ?

craziest thing someone's done in the name of love for you?

funniest story you have ?

craziest rumour you've ever heard ?

bitchiest thing someone has ever said ?

harry or Hermione ?

dramione or romaine (again , obvious answer , but I still want to ask )?

(AND NEVER STOP RAMBLING !!!! I LIVE FOR THE RAMBLES!!! THEY ARE ALL VERY VERY DEAR TO ME I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. come back soon bee I will miss u too much <33)

#ess waters a plant #bee <33 #ess's marauders x ts crossover

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ch9mpions · 2 years

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Soft Touch ┊͙

pairing ↣ andrew!peter x fem!reader

! warnings !

smut, two virgins trying to have fun, vanilla sex, oral (fem receiving), quick orgasm, hair pulling, unprotected

➶ wrap it before u tap it

“mhhmmp, fuck peter” you moaned in between kisses. peter stopped and looked up at you. he seemed..shocked? after moaning those words in his ear you felt an immediate boner against your leg. he stepped away from you, embarrassed.

you and peter have been dating for almost four months and haven’t had sex yet. neither of you brought up sex because you were both virgins, both scared. peter always thought you weren’t a virgin until last night over text. he was horny and wasn’t thinking straight. when you said you are a virgin he thought you were lying at first. he then realized it was a mistake to ask.

he finally decided he wanted to have sex with you earlier that day but was too scared to ask. when he came over he pulled you into a deep kiss shutting the door behind him, with no hesitation. like something out of a movie…

when he realized his boner he pulled away from you embarrassed. he’d thought that he ruined his shot. you came up behind him squeezing his waist. “did i do something wrong?” you mumbled into his shoulder. “no, i’m sorry y/n. i tried.”

you removed yourself from him concerned and dazzled. “tried what?” you asked confusingly. he shrugged facing away from you, “i wanted to have sex with you but i’m a virgin. i just didn’t know how to tell you.”

you grinned at his response and started to glide your hand to the crotch of his pants. rubbing the fabric slowly. he gasped and pulled you into another deep kiss to cover up his whimpers. with his spider-man strength, he picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. he carried you to your bedroom without breaking this kiss. thank god your parents aren’t home.

he placed you on the bed slowly with your back against the sheets. peter started to get excited and took his shirt off in a hurry. “peter we’ve got all afternoon. slow down.” you laughed. he grinned in response and climbed on top of you. placing his hand around the back of your head to support your body structure.

“i want to please you since it’s your first time, but i don’t want to hurt you. my abilities may hurt you and i won’t be able to live with myself if that happens.” he stated looking away from your eyes. you proped yourself up on your elbows, “you won’t hurt me peter. i promise”

you continued kissing him as he striped you. when he saw your breasts for the first time he instantly took one a put it in his mouth. you pulled his hair releasing many moans. “fuck pete…” you groaned out. you kept pulling his hair, feeling the vibrations of his moans against your breast.

he unbuttoned your jeans afterwards. as he slid off your jeans he looked up at you for consent. you nodded and he proceeded onward.

admiring your matching underwear set he slid off your panties gently. he was amazed at what he first saw. there’s no way he made you THIS wet. he was pleased. “please touch me pete.” you pleaded waiting for him to make a move. he massaged your hips as he played with your clit with his tongue. you couldn’t contain your moans so you decide to pull his hair some more. you couldn’t really control how hard you pulled his hair. he just felt so good.

“fuck y/n.” is the last thing he groaned before you came on his tongue. “peter..i want more. please” he was excited for you to say that. you sat up and tugged his jeans to the ground revealing his hard member pressed against his boxers. you were so excited so you just pulled down his underwear. he laid you back down on your back, lining himself up with your entrance.

he looked up at you and glared, “are you sure your ok with this y/n? i seriously don’t want to hurt you and i don’t want to push you to do this.”

“peter, i want to.” you smiled at him waiting for him to put his hard member in you. he smiled and slowly placed his member in your throbbing pussy. he held you still so you wouldn’t squirm. you both became a moaning mess within 30 seconds.

his thrusts became sloppier as he went deeper. “peter…” you whispered. “me too, y/n.” you both let a couple more loud moans and whimpers before you both came. he took out his member before he came since he didn’t have a condom.

“i love you y/n.” he panted laying on top of you. his face was covered with beads of sweat. you smiled, “i love you too spider-man.”

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#andrew garfield #andrew garfield smut #spider man #peter parker smut #peter parker #marvel #peter parker fluff #spider man smut

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bi-bard · 2 years

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The Writer and the Actor - Andrew Garfield Imagine

Title: The Writer and the Actor

Pairing: Andrew Garfield X Reader

Requested: nope

Word Count: 3,253 words

Warning(s): fighting, yelling

Summary: A new role allows Andrew to see a major part of his life in a very different way.

Author's Note: According to Wattpad, the last time I wrote for someone that wasn't a fictional character was in late 2020. I just couldn't shake this idea.

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It had been too loud. Too loud for too long.

I moved away from Andrew, covering my face.

"What are doing," he asked. "Going to write a song about this?"

I uncovered my face. It felt like his words actually stung me.

I understood why he was angry. I could never stop. I was always writing or planning. There was no endpoint for it. That was part of being a writer. It never truly ended.

"You never know when to stop," Andrew said. "I just want to be with you."

"This is my job, Andrew," I explained. "I have to work."

"Every moment?"

"Sometimes, yes!"

"I don't believe that!"

"You commit to a role with your whole heart," I compared. "I've seen it. My job is like that, but I don't get to change it every couple of months."

"I know when to stop!"

"I stop when it's important!"

"But not when I need you!"

"What?"

"There are nights when all I want to do is come home and be with you," Andrew stepped forward. "But I can't pull you away from that goddamn piano long enough!"

I stayed silent.

"You only care about your work! I'm not important to you!"

"Of course, you are," I replied. "I love you! You would not be here if I didn't!"

"I... I don't believe that," he replied. "I just don't believe it."

"How do I convince you," I reached over and touched his sides. "Please tell me what I can do to convince you."

"You know what I want," he leaned his forehead against mine.

I froze. The idea of stopping my work for any extended period of time terrified me.

"But you can't do that," he stepped back when he noticed my hesitancy. "Oh my god."

"Andrew," I reached forward but he stepped further away from me. "Please-"

"No," he yelled. "I can't do this! I'm... I'm not going to!"

I couldn't stop him as he stormed out. I flinched as the door slammed shut behind him. In just a moment, everything was gone. I let out a sob.

I had let the best thing in my life walk out.

My whole apartment felt too cold. I had messed up so bad and I didn't think that I could fix it.

--time skip--

It had been months since the fight. Andrew had seemed to be thriving again. I wanted to reach out to him, but I didn't want to overstep. I didn't want to be a burden to him. I just let him go.

I was happy to get a call from one of my best friends, Lin. He had been very excited about something but insisted on talking to me in person.

I would've been happy to have him talk to me about laundry. Lin was just that brilliant of a person.

"Lin," I said when I spotted him. He waved at me with a wide smile.

"How are you," he asked as he stood up to hug me.

"I'm good," I replied as I went to sit across from him. "How about you?"

"Good, good, very excited."

"It's always a good sign when you're excited."

"I hope so," he looked over and leaned over. His voice was quiet. "I'm directing a film."

"Wow," I let out a shocked laugh. "Yet another tool for the toolbox, huh? Congratulations."

"You're gonna love it," Lin promised. "It's... It's a film adaption of 'Tick, Tick, Boom!'"

"You're kidding."

He shook his head.

"That's amazing, Lin," I reached forward and grabbed his hand. "I'm so happy for you."

"Thank you," he smiled. "That's not all I wanted to talk about."

"What's up?"

"There's this big diner scene," he explained. "We want to make it a love letter to Broadway."

"Okay..."

"I want you in the scene," Lin grinned. My heart dropped into my stomach.

"Lin, I'm just a writer-"

"So am I."

"You have over twenty Tony Awards nominations for your work," I chuckled. "I could barely dream of that."

"Do you know how many times I've heard people compare you to Larson," Lin asked. I almost threw up at the idea. "I would be committing a crime if I didn't include you."

"I-," I stopped and took a deep breath. "Okay,"

"Thank you," Lin pulled me out of my seat so he could pull me into a hug. "I'll send you all the details."

I nodded as I stepped back, "Thank you for this."

"Couldn't dream of it without you," he said. We both sat back down. "Now, tell me what you've been working on."

"Well, I started something-"

--time skip--

"Lin," I speed-walked over to him. "You... You didn't tell me that Andrew was playing Larson."

"I... I knew that you wouldn't agree to it," he replied, looking down.

"You-"

"I'm sorry," he cut me off. "I didn't realize that the wounds were still so fresh."

I sighed, looking over at where Andrew was standing.

"I should've told you. I'm sorry."

"It's okay," I mumbled. "I'm not going to ruin your scene because of my feelings. You deserve this, Lin."

He pulled me into a tight hug, "Thank you."

I chuckled and hugged him back, "You owe me."

He stepped back and nodded.

I turned and walked onto the set. Andrew and I locked eyes. He awkwardly waved at me. I gave him an awkward grin and a nod.

It's a job, I reminded myself. I just have to get through the job.

--time skip--

I was sitting at my piano again, humming quietly. It was a normal way for me to end my day.

I jumped when there was a knock on the door. I walked over and pulled the door open, stunned to see Andrew on the other side. I thought that he'd never want to see this place again. That's why I had a box of clothes from the drawer that he had taken up for when he stayed with me.

"Hi," I mumbled awkwardly.

"Hi," he replied. "Can I come in?"

"Umm... okay," I stepped to the side, letting him walk in before I shut my door. "What did you want?"

"To talk," he explained. "I feel like we need to."

"I thought that we did all of our talking."

"That was a while ago," Andrew forced an awkward chuckle. "Things have changed."

"Okay," I crossed my arms over my chest.

He took a deep breath as he gathered his thoughts.

"I wish I had been more understanding," Andrew mumbled. "I feel like I know you better because of this project."

I let out a shaky breath, "You know Jonathan."

"I- I know," he nodded. "Will you explain it to me then?"

"If I'm not writing then I'm not working," I explained. "If I'm not working, then... I drown. What am I if I'm not useful?"

Andrew walked closer to me. I watched him grab my hand.

"You don't need to be useful," he promised. "I just want you."

I closed my eyes for a moment, "I neglected you, Andrew. I am so, so sorry about that. You deserve so much better."

He shook his head.

"Yes, you do," I continued. "You treated me so well and I could never see past my work. I'm so sorry, Andrew."

There was a long pause.

"Whenever I wake up and you aren't there, I still hope to hear you on your piano," he chuckled lightly. "And then I remember that I'm not in your apartment anymore, and my heart breaks all over again."

Andrew looked at the ground. I carefully reached up and touched his cheek. He let out a quiet breath and let a small grin form on his face.

"I didn't play for a few weeks after you left," I said. "I just couldn't pull myself over to my desk."

He held his hand over mine. He moved my hand so he could kiss my palm.

"And then, when I did write something, I could never perform it," I mumbled. I slowly stepped away from him so I could go over to my piano. "I kept it though. Just in case I did get the courage at some point."

I grabbed the notebook, trying to keep myself from shaking. I slowly walked over to Andrew as I flipped pages.

"I was going to show it to Lin," I explained, handing it over to him.

I watched his hand trace the page as he read over my scribbles. He had learned to decipher the messy writing long before anyone else. Through every scribbled-out lyric. Through the mix of cursive and normal handwriting. He had sometimes described it as another language

Andrew started walking over to me.

"This is beautiful," he said. "Does it belong in a story yet?"

I shook my head, "It has songs that it goes with but there's no real story."

Andrew started humming a melody.

"That's not right," I said.

He used one hand to pull me close to him again. His forehead touched mine as my hands met his chest.

"What's the right melody then," he asked.

I slowly started humming the melody that I had always imagined.

It wasn't a sad song, per se. It was more bittersweet than anything. That feeling of love that sticks, even after it's all gone to hell. The longing and desire to have that one thing back again.

As I hummed, Andrew started swaying back and forth. I smiled at him as he started singing along. I always thought he had a lovely voice, but he seemed so confident now.

He soon got to the end of the song but didn't stop swaying us. We were just silently together. Holding onto each other. I had missed this so much.

"Can I... kiss you," he muttered.

"Please," I replied just as quietly. He let out a breathy chuckle that made my face heat up.

He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. My hands closed around his shirt. He lightly threw my journal onto one of my chairs, so his hand could reach up and cup the back of my neck.

"I love you," he mumbled between kisses. "So much."

I hummed.

He pulled away slowly, "I am so sorry that I ever made you think otherwise."

I felt tears in my eyes.

"Please don't cry-"

"I love you too," I cut him off. "Please don't go."

"I'm not going anywhere," he muttered. "I'm staying right here."

I step back hesitantly and grab his hand. He let me pull him through my apartment.

It was more organized than the last time he was here. Things that had been just leaning on the wall had actually been put up. Books were actually tucked on the shelf instead of just stacked on the floor. It was nice.

"I had some of your clothes left over," I pointed to a box next to my dresser. "I didn't want to just throw them out."

He nodded.

"Should be some comfortable pants in there somewhere," I shrugged.

I was about to ramble some more, but he stopped me by pulling me in and kissing my forehead.

"Do you want me to walk out or-"

"I'd rather you didn't," he replied. I nodded.

I curled up under my covers as he changed.

I jumped a little when his arms wrapped around me.

"Sorry," he said as he chuckled.

I rolled over and grinned at him. I moved closer to him, hiding my face in his neck. He sighed, tightening his hold on me.

Neither one of us fell asleep, but we didn't talk either. We just laid with each other. The silence felt familiar and right. I had spent countless nights in this bed, surrounded by silence. This was the first time in months that I felt comfortable.

I wouldn't have traded that for the world.

--time skip--

--3rd person p.o.v--

The couple fell asleep late, neither quite remembering the time. Neither really cared about it.

Andrew woke up confused. The other side of the bed was empty.

If he hadn't been in (Y/n)'s apartment, he would've thought that he had imagined the entire evening.

He calmed down when he heard quiet music from the other room.

He walked down the hall slowly and smiled at the sight.

(Y/n) at the piano, mumbling lyrics quietly and figuring out a melody that he had never heard before. He didn't want to interrupt, he just watched quietly as a story formed in front of him.

He felt like he was broken out of a trance when (Y/n) stopped playing and started writing in the journal.

"New song," Andrew asked when (Y/n) finished writing.

"Yeah," (Y/n) nodded. "Sorry. I would've stayed in bed, but it was stuck in my head."

"It's beautiful," he leaned down and kissed the writer's head.

(Y/n) grinned and turned back to the piano. Andrew pulled over an extra chair and sat behind them, wrapping his arms around their torso and resting his cheek against their back.

"I love you," he muttered, pressing a kiss to (Y/n)'s shoulder.

(Y/n) felt their face heat up as they smiled, "I love you too."

Andrew felt different when listening to (Y/n) play. Something was better than before. Maybe it was just the feeling of having (Y/n) back. Maybe it was being able to understand (Y/n)'s work better.

Either way, it was a good kind of different.

It was the kind of different that made Andrew smile and close his eyes. He listened to the melody play through the apartment. He could imagine the band that (Y/n) could always hear.

And it was beautiful.

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bug-boy32 · 2 years

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Inexperienced 💗

Pairing: andrewgarfield x fem!reader

Summary: Andrew was perfect he was kind and always made sure you were happy. He knew almost everything about you, except one thing, you have never had sex. You want to tell him but you just can’t help but think he’ll laugh or not want to do it with you.

Warnings: NSFW, explicit smut.

A/N: This was requested by the lovely @folkloriansoul they requested an A/U where the reader’s first boyfriend is a (not famous) Andrew Garfield. The reader has never had sex and is nervous that Andrew will dislike them because of it. Also not fully proof read so please forgive any mistakes :)

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Andrew was everything you could ask for in a boyfriend and more.

You had never been in a relationship before, and when you finally got into one you didn’t know exactly what to expect. Andrew knew this, so he had to make sure he did the very most for her. This meant taking baby steps even if he became impatient.

When the two of you first went on a date, you were more nervous than you ever had been in your life and it showed. Constantly stumbling over your words and then once you managed to get a sentence out you didn’t know what to say next. Andrew didn’t know what was going on at first until you told him, “I’m sorry I’ve just never really been on a real date before.” He was shocked you were so beautiful, so funny, so perfect, how could have no one else ever wanted to take you out.

It was from that day forth that he became a more patient man. At first it was kissing, you had never done it. Coaching you through it was awkward but worth it in the end, now you can’t stop kissing his soft lips. Now you wondered if you were ready to take the next step in your relationship. Sex had always scared you sure, you knew the general consensus but not anything further. And with this inexperience came worry about what Andrew would think once you confessed the fact.

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The night started out lovely, just watching a movie on the living room couch, you head nestled in his side. The occasional kiss was given when the two of you would make eye contact, that was until you got bored and it turned into a heated make out session.

So heated in fact, that Andrew could feel himself getting hard and his bulge tighten against his jeans. As you moved into his lap you felt his hard cock, I didn’t surprise you as your core was already tightening and you could feel your pussy getting wet. Andrew stopped you because he knew he was ready but didn’t know about your thoughts on the subject.

“Y/N are you sure you are ready to do this” he spoke in soft and comforting tone.

You had to tell him

You take a deep breath as you quickly make a script of what you are to say to him.

“Andrew…I’ve never had sex before”

You expected him to have a look of pure shock across his face instead, he gave you a light smile.

“You should have told me sooner honey, that’s okay we don’t have to do this today” he says.

“No don’t get me wrong I want to. It’s just I’m nervous” you respond.

“Okay then, we’ll take it slow okay?”

“Alight darling” you say relieved.

He cups your cheek and you begin kissing again. But, before you two could go any further he wraps your legs around his hips and lifts you up, carrying you to the bedroom.

As you both stumble back onto the bed you lay down on your back taking in Andrews dominance over you. Your shirt and skirt are both on the floor shortly, followed by Andrew’s shirt.

His hands trace down the valley of your breasts as you let out breathy whimpers. You hands grasp his broad shoulders and he trails closer to your core. “A-Andrew touch me, please.” You say in between moans. “Are you sure?” he says having to make sure you are comfortable. “Yes, I’m sure.” Now confident in the fact you are comfortable, he desperately takes your panties off and runs his fingers across your slit.

“Already so wet for me darling.” a smirk forming across his face as his slipped a finger inside of you.

Your moans and whimpers filled the room holding nothing back as you took in the sensation of his touch. You could feel yourself clench around him every time he added a new finger into you.

“Baby, I’m ready, I want you inside me” you said nervous at what his response would be. “Your positive you want this?” He says. “I’m one hundred percent positive” you say confident in your decision.

He removes his pants allowing his cock some relief from the strain of his jeans. He lines up with your slit and slowly starts pushing into you, often asking if you are okay. You were, it stung just a bit but it was a good pain like the kind of pain you get from pushing down on a bruise. Once fully inside you he asks for permission to move which you grant him wanting nothing more than to be fully enveloped in his warmth.

As he slowly moved in and out of you, you buried you head into the curve of his neck moaning and breathing heavily against his soft skin. Once you got used to the feeling of his cock inside of you, you asked for him to move faster which he gladly did.

“Your so tight, so perfect Y/N” he said in a deep breathy voice

Barely being able to get over the sweet sensation of him, you respond with “I’m all yours, always yours.”

He could feel you getting close to your high, your pussy pulsating around his cock, which was sending him over the edge.

“Andrew…I-I’m coming…please faster” you whimper, your core tightening as you stare up at him.

“Can I cum inside you baby” he pleads wanting to feel when you cum around his cock.

“Please do” you beg. This sent the both of you into a blissful oblivion as the both of you came off your high.

Panting he leaves soft kisses along your collar bone and makes his way up to your lips. When he lies down next to you, you whisper to one another how you love each other, melting into each other chests.

Andrew took the most care of you afterwards making sure you were comfortable and happy. That night you both fall asleep content in the newfound trust the both of you have for each other. Hoping to find one another in your dreams.

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If We Go Down, We Go Down Together

Word Count: 1,762

Status: Suggested!

Ask: hello !! idk if u still do these but could we get a Mr. Andrews x reader fic ? 👁👁 i’ve been obsessed with titanic since forever and i’ve always been in love with Mr. Andrews. could it also be about him being protective over the reader ?? tysm and i love ur work btw. so talented omg

@: a wonderful anon that will forever be mysterious!

A/N: I absolutely love Mr. Andrews! He was such a sweetheart and an honorable man, even in the time of death, knowing his creation was destroyed. And thank you so much for all the compliments, ya’ll are too kind to me!

Side-Note: I’m so sorry for this! I realized afterwards that you probably wanted a heartwarming imagine, and I completely screwed with it! Mr. Andrews isn’t completely overprotective in this, kind of softly claiming you as his? Hope you enjoy anyway?

Fandom: Titanic 1997

Relationship: Mr. Thomas Andrews x Reader

Summary: It was the ship of dreams; the unsinkable, grand ship that would take people all the way to America, the country of opportunities. Personally, it was the ship of endless possibilities, falling even harder for a man you’d want to spend the rest of your life with. But, will fate allow that? Will you be able to have your happily ever after?

Warnings: angsty, fluff-ish, impending doom, surprise ending (it’s not gonna be what you think...I think?), fight to live, depression, multiple deaths, threats, sexist remarks (only one- it’s the 1900s)

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Rocking on your chair in the drawing room, you look up and around you fearfully. It had been smooth sailing so far. Blood running cold, the thought scares you upright, quickly gathering up your recent sketches, putting them in a folder and grabbing your knit sweater, just catching the start of people filing into the hall. This is absurd.

Ignoring the confused murmurs and initial shock of what was still unknown, you book it to staff quarters, making your way up to the wheelhouse. Once there, you are met with serious faces of distraught, hopelessness, and some of determination.

Walking passed them with a kind, sympathetic demeanor, you lightly squeeze the shoulder of the young wheel boy. He wasn’t much older than 20, still embracing younger puppy-like features. Just to the right, you briskly open the double doors, being met with the familiar founders and shareholders that each took their part in making this extraordinary franchise.

Mr. Ismay, frustrated, addresses Captain Smith just as they make their way into the room you’d just entered, “This is most unfortunate, Captain.”

As more of the main staff file in, Mr. Andrews uncoils the blueprint of the Titanic, uncertainty laced in his voice as he recalls, “Water fourteen feet above the keel in ten minutes...in the forepeak, all three holds and boiler room six.”

“Can we get underway, dammit?” Ismay asks, annoyance caught between the gaps of his question.

“That’s five compartments. She can float with four compartments breached, but not five. Not five. As she goes down, the water will spill... over the tops of bulkheads at E deck, one to the next, back and back. There’s no stopping it.”

“The pumps,” Captain Smith tries.

“The pumps buy you time, but only minutes,” Mr. Andrews looks around the room, his eyes catching yours adoringly. His eyes water at the sight of you, his next sentence coming as a painful stab to the heart, “As of now, no matter what we do...Titanic will flounder.”

A wave of sadness overcomes the room, even as Mr. Ismay continues his onslaught in futile interrogation. You were hopeless. How were you supposed to rise up from this?

“Captain Smith...” you start, afraid to continue, “She...She hit, Sir?” You catch sight of your fiance, sadness laced in between the creases of his brows and forehead. You walk up to him, grabbing his hand tightly within your own, interlocking the fingers.

“I-I-I’m afraid so, young Y/N,” he says bewildered and ashamed, realizing now that many of these passengers are going to die, and, unlike him, they can range far younger than even you.

“We are back at full speed, Sir,” announces an attentive Officer Murdoch, “As well as a signal. There is one of the twin ships about four hours away.”

“We don’t have four hours,” Thomas pipes up, dropping his head in the crook of your collar bone, settling there for a moment as he tries to gather himself. “Two at most,” he assumes, voice muffled as his emotions overcome him.

Captain Smith tries to ignore the reminder, motioning for the staff to follow him, getting to work in emergency mode.

Trying your best to ease Thomas’ tension, you know he’s about to break any moment, trying to prevent it by petting his head and hugging him. “Don’t be discouraged Love, we can still save people,” you whisper, still hopeful.

“But not all, Y/N. Not all,” he whimpers, nuzzling his head further into your neck.

Taking his face in your hands, you adjust his gaze to match yours, “You can never save everyone, but at least you can save some. That’s the difference that makes the biggest effect. You believe me, don’t you Thomas?”

“Of course I do,” he smiles sadly, fiddling with one of your hands.

“Then let’s go make it.”

It takes a moment for your words to resonate with him, but when it does, he instantly changes perspective, determination flashing in his eyes as he meets your gaze again. “It’s now or never.”

You smile, “Quite a hit or miss.”

He giggles, pausing for a moment before pecking your lips, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you return the gesture, detaching your hand from his as you both take your leave to opposite sides of the ship, going to help as best you can.

Reaching the left side of the ship, you are met with many fearful expressions, anxious looks, and distraught. Swarms of passengers butt and shove around, unsure of what their fates have in their favor. Saying your “excuse me’s” and “may I get through’s,” you reach the sturdy fencing, instantly getting ahold of the ropes to help lower people and boats.

“Women and children! Only women and children at this time!” yells Officer Lowe.

Hesitation halts you for a moment, looking over to Lowe, “We can’t section the people! It’ll cause further alarm! We won’t be able to stop them once they get antsy Harold!”

“It was Captain’s orders, we’ll be punished if we disobey,” he looks over helplessly, offering a hand to an older woman boarding the longboat.

Looking at him, you can see his own apprehension, “Harold, we need to do this right.”

Properly facing you, he sighs and nods dutifully. Together, you load as many people that could fit then load them swiftly and systematically. However, the more people you helped escape, the more that came flooding in. The people were hysterical, more so as the ship began to shake and quiver.

Startled, you try to find the source, noticing the ship starting to lift. “Shit!” yells a passenger, holding on to the nearest pole. More slurs and screams were met with his, the ship starting to lift up higher and higher to the point that you begged for the strongest upper-body strength available.

Just as the ship stands straight up, the front of the Titanic snaps off, sending the back crashing back into the ocean properly. The passengers that hadn’t fallen swarm the boats again, this time threatening to throw staff workers over.

Stumbling back, you catch yourself from slipping, trying to reason with the people, too caught up in your own fear. But the passengers keep pushing, Officer Murdoch pulling a gun as he reaches your side.

“Stand back! Stand back I tell you, or I’ll shoot!” Murdoch yells, the people only taking few steps away.

“No...” you look at him, “No...This isn’t right. No, your scaring them. Stop!” you warn, tears forming in your eyes.

Officer Murdoch ignores you, unfortunately, uncertainty fueling his actions. Rather, he shoves you into the crowd, “If you cannot work with us, you minus well join them. We wouldn’t have been in this mess if you’d done your job successfully; better yet, if you’d done your designated job: stayed home and done the wifely duties!”

Stopping all movement, shock courses through your veins as you stare at the man. He’s just scared, you try to reason, but the pain is still there. Shaking your head, you rush through the crowd, letting some of the tears fall as you enter the interior of the ship once more, making your way down the grand staircase.

Too caught up in a swarm of emotions, you bump into a young auburn-haired girl, apologizing briefly before continuing. You are halted within the first few steps however, the girl holding your elbow hostage, “I know you,” she starts.

“I would assume so,” you sniffle.

“You’re Mr. Andrews’ fiance; you helped build this ship, correct?”

“Yes Ma’am,” you flinch.

“Then please, for the love of humanity, you must know what’s happening?”

Staring at her guiltily, you consider not answering.

“Please,” she begs, “Mr. Andrews had told me about the boats, I just need you to confirm my suspicions.

“The Titanic hit, Miss. We are trying our best to alleviate the issue, but-” you inhale sharply, tear welling up in your eyes again. “-But she will sink. And if you truly know the problem with the boats, you do know there’s not enough for everyone?”

Her eyes widen, then her body goes slack, standing openly with her arms at her sides. Nodding weakly, her blue orbs encompass yours, pulling you in for a hug in thanks.

Returning the compassion, you pull away quickly, “You said you’ve talked to Mr. Andrews?”

“Yes, I just saw him in the other room- The First Class Smoking Room,” she recalls as quickly as possible, “I’m sure that’s where you’d been looking for?”

“Yes, thank you so much. Please, get to safety. I truly mean it,” you beg, already speeding off into the direction of your beloved, the ship already beginning to sink lopsidedly.

“Thomas!” you yell, running through room after room, just barely missing his silent, remorseful form draped in front of a mantle. “Thomas!” you cry, tears finally cascading freely.

“Y/N!” he gasps, pulling your body into his instantly. “I couldn’t save them, Love, I can’t.”

“I know Sweetheart, I know,” you sob, pressing his head as tightly to your body as possible.

Slowly, your bodies droop to the floor, still holding each other close as the Titanic creaks and moans. “We tried, My Love. We truly did,” Thomas tries, stroking your hair as you lay your heads in the crooks of each other’s necks.

“I love you, Thomas,” you choke, water crashing through the doors on the opposite side of the room. “I want you to know that there’s no place I’d rather be than right here with you.”

“I love you, too Y/N. Don’t you cry, there’s a special place for us up above, My Love. We are soulmates.”

The water starts to climb towards your feet, enabling more helpless whimpers and tears. Thomas caresses your face, “Don’t pay it any mind. We will be together very soon.”

Sharing a passionate kiss, you wrap your arms around Thomas tightly, as does he, latching onto your back and hips. Together, you close your eyes just as you feel the first splashes of freezing water on your shins; the rest of the world disappearing in a painful darkness as the rest of the Titanic is fully submerged by the Atlantic Ocean. April 15th, 1912, 2:20 a.m.

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rahhhhhhhbrobro · 2 years

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we all know that andrew is like reckless at driving and barely obeys the law and its basically conformed that nicky sucks at driving because gays cant drive right? but what about neil?

id like to think that when neil drives the monsters to edans one time he somehow avoids all of the cops while avoiding every road law the group have ever heard of. like hes going 70 in a 45 because thats just how he's always drived and how he learned from his mom. he constantly runs red lights and goes around people who are slow as shit and when they make it to the highway he doesnt stop weveing in between people for the hell of it.

neil puts down all of the windows halfway at least, blasts his and andrews playlists with a pair of shades on and never has more than one hand on the weel at once. hes sipping his iced coffee with the other hand or eating a bagel they got at a dunkin without so much of a blink when he almost runs over an old lady while making an illegal U turn because they forgot andrews chocolate crossont in the bag and hell be damned if he doesn't get his boyfriend his fix of fucking sugar.

peak chaotic gay driving is neil josten. no one can change my mind.

andrew loves it because he can just look out the window and breath for a few minutes and put his trust into somone and relax.

aaron thinks hes going to die

nickys having the time of his life

kevin threw up around the halfway mark and is currently pre-gaming going to a bar.

they make it to edens almost a full hour before they usaly do.

bonus:

once they make it back to the dorms aaron says outloud "how the fuck did he even get his licence." not expecting an answer

and neil just says "i didnt" and keeps walking.

#all for the game #neil josten #aftg headcanon #andrew minyard #aaron minyard #kevin day #nicky hemmick

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in sickness, and in health

↳ in which, sometimes loves a little too strong.

pronouns: they/them

warnings: major character death, hanakahi disease, blood, throw up mention, slight gore i guess? throwing up flowers, flower petals and mention of plant growing in lungs, angst, hurt, unhappy ending yasss!! (i could do a part 2 with a happier ending if anyone would like me to do so)

notes: im a sucker for hanahaki au's, so i thought it would be cool to write one for andrews spider-man! i hope u all enjoy this as much as i have writing it :)) and side note, i wrote all of this while i was at school so it may be a bit bad but i'm still really excited to share this with u all anyways :D crush culture part 2 is gonna be posted later on tonight! so be ready for that aswell

part 2 here!!

one look at him and your stomach erupted with butterflies. you knew it was wrong. god you knew you shouldn't have fallen for that stupid stupid smile, or those stupid pretty eyes or his stupid voice. you shouldn't have fallen for peter parker. you knew you could never stay just friends with him. maybe that's why it hurt so much. knowing there would never be a time where you would be happy with him.

you were happy for peter when he met gwen. but slowly he started blowing you off. he stopped showing up to movie night, he stopped talking to you in the hallways and he stopped hanging out with you all-together. you never knew what you'd been doing wrong until you realized.

gwen. he'd ditched you for gwen. you should've expected it really, but you never thought it would go this far. graduation rolled around and you still hadn't spoken to peter since he met gwen. you knew peter was spider-man. he was terrible at hiding it. but you wish you would've found out from him, instead of watching a news clip of him a few days after he'd made his suit. so it hurt a lot as you watched him fight-crime, knowing he didn't come to you anymore, or maybe it was the fact that he didn't come to you at all to patch his wounds. he went to her instead.

he didn't need you. anymore. he had gwen! and you were happy! so. incredibly. happy. you were happy he found someone! you were happy that he was happy. but god why weren't you enough? whyd he have to leave as soon as he found something better? he didn't even speak to you at graduation, but aunt may did. she could tell something had gone on. everytime she asked peter how you were he always responded with he wasn't sure, and would leave to go to gwen's house.

she asked how you'd been, and apologized for what had been going on with peter. truth be told she always thought the both of you would end up together, as cliche as it sounded. but she knew you were perfect for eachother.

you didn't know when the flowers started to grow, but it felt like vines were suffocating you and you let out a loud cough. eyes widening as you saw crimson colored petals in your hand. red orchids. covered in blood. it looked a little like peters suit, and that's when you lost it.

loud sobs were leaving your mouth. why'd he leave you? were you really that replaceable? you cleaned off your hands and strolled over to your computer, hanahaki disease? oh you've gotta be kidding me. they got a whole disease for this thing? you let out a dry chuckle. of fucking course. you read out the article.

'the victim coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. It ends when the beloved returns their feelings (romantic love only; strong friendship is not enough), or when the victim dies. It can be cured through surgical removal, but when the infection is removed, the victim's romantic feelings for their love also disappear.'

surgically removed? was it worth it? loosing everything you've felt for peter? you've felt this way for years why was this only starting now? questions ran through your head and you began to feel sick again, running to the toilet to throw up. toilet bowl painted red and you watched as heaps of flower petals came out your mouth. how much time would you have left? there were so many questions.

it had been months since you've spoken to peter. the knowledge of gwen passing last night made you feel sick. was peter feeling alright? what had happened? you attended her funeral that week and held in your coughs, throwing up under a tree outside the cemetery when it all got too much. bloody petals littering the grass.

"y/n?" peters voice was scratchy and quiet. you wiped your mouth and turned around. heart breaking at the sight of peter in such a disheveled state. you opened your arms and he wrapped his arms around your waist. letting out a loud cry. you rubbed a hand on his lower back as he cried. he opened his eyes and was about to pull away until he saw the flower petals on the floor. he decided to stay quiet and hold onto you for a while longer. questions could be asked another time.

peter was surprised you kept coming over, not expecting you to let go of how he had acted so quickly. you had always interrupted him with a quick "peter shut up it's fine really" every-time he had tried to bring it up. of course he didn't believe you. he knew you were hurt. but he was too ashamed to say anything about it anyways, so he never spoke about it.

things between the both of you definitely weren't the same, while you were over peter hardly tried to speak. occasionally butting into a conversation you and aunt may were having or quietly asking you about what you'd been reading. you didn't mind the silence, you understood why he'd been so quiet. but you could hear the flowers, moving around, growing, dying. and it drove you crazy.

you and peter were sitting in his room, peter was lying in bed facing the wall before you started to feel sick. you ran to the bathroom quickly locking the door and throwing up. peter shot out of bed and knocked on the door. not knowing the level of severity on the inside.

"hey- y/n is everything alright?" you stared in horror as you saw full orchid flowers covered in deep red blood, so much that it almost seemed black. leaves and stems falling out with them.

"i'm fine peter!

you weakly responded with a yes, and threw up once more. an entire orchid plant emerging from the water. a flower still attached to the soft stem, roots completely covered in red.

oh god

what were you supposed to do?

peter jiggled the knob again. you flushed the toilet quickly and rinsed out your mouth, opening the door for peter. he looked at you, eyes drowning in worry. "are you okay?" you nodded, voice weak. "i'm- i'm fine peter please just let it go"

a large sense of guilt washed over peter. had you been sick this whole time? were you hiding something from him? you pushed your way past him and grabbed your stuff. "i have to go- i have to clean and stuff- i'm just gonna-" you kept pausing between your words, pushing away the urge to throw up and you quickly ran out the house before he could respond.

god you hated doing this. you hated that you were here right now. writing a silly little letter to peter about how much you loved and cared about him.

you decided to stop seeing him. for your own sake and his. he needed to heal. and you needed to distance yourself from him in hopes of the sickness washing away.

you laid in bed. the silence in your room making the sound of your lungs louder. it was like you could hear the plants mocking you. mocking the fact that you were laid in bed on your side waiting for death, or waiting for relief to come knocking on your door.

2 days. it took peter 2 days to come and visit you. he knocked on your window, your curtain covering any view he had of inside. your window was locked for the first time. he couldn't get in.

he moved over to the window to your living room. pulling it open and he moved through your apartment. the smell of flowers running through the house. it smelt good, it smelt like home.

he knocked on your bedroom door and went to push it open. finding the door locked aswell. he grabbed the key to your bedroom that you'd given him in case you'd fallen asleep without unlocking your door for him to come in.

peter fell back in horror as he saw the scene in front of him. you still laid in your side. blood and flower petals staining the floors and the side of your bedsheet. tears filled peters eyes, a loud sob leaving his body as he watched you lay slowly breathing.

you hardly moved your mouth. if peter hadn't had good hearing he wouldn't have heard you say "hey pete" he rushed over to your side. "y-y/n what happened?" you let out a small laugh, coughing up more petals onto the floor. "i guess i loved a little too hard pete" he looked at you in confusion.

"there's a letter-," you let out a cough, gasping for air. "on- on my desk"

he rushed over to your desk, grabbing a letter addressed to him. "y-y/n come on this- this isn't funny please tell me this is some sort of sick joke-" he let out a sob as he took another look at you, you were pale and your chest was raising up and down at a fast pace.

"pete- pete listen to me. i love you okay? none of this was your fault. it was m- mine for not saying anything. it was mine for not doing anything about this. i love you alright?" peter shook his head. cradling you in his arms. "please- god please don't leave me please i cant do this without you-." you cut him off, "no no don't say that, yes you can. you've never needed me peter- i needed you. you've done so well without me- and" you felt yourself struggle to talk.

so you coughed and coughed. peter frantically trying to figure out what was wrong and what you had meant. 'what wasn't his fault?' 'what was going on?' 'what do you mean he never needed you of course he did. you were his best-friend!'

"y/n ive always needed you- god i always will. what do you mean i was doing alright without you-" "gwen." he almost didn't hear you. your voice cracking in a whisper. his face paled at the name. everything hit him. the looks he didn't seem to notice in the hallways while he was with her. the pained look on your face everytime he walked her to class and kissed her goodbye before he left. oh my god you loved him.

you loved him and he pushed you away because he thought you would never feel the same.

he was too late. you died that day, and so did the butterflies. along with any other hope peter had left inside of him. if only he wasn't so selfish and pushed you away, if only he hadnt chickened out and asked you on a date in highschool before him and gwen had met. he carefully read the letter, blood splatters on the page from he assumed was you coughing. he felt sick. you died in his arms. peter carefully opened the letter, still beside you as he cried. he began to read through his blurry eyes.

"hey pete.

i know your wondering what may be going on. i was too when it first started all those months ago."

months? this had gone on for months and you didn't say anything? he wiped his tears and continued reading.

"there's a tab open on my computer, the password is your birthday. everything will be explained there but i want you to know this isn't your fault at all. i chose not to get the surgery.

i chose not to tell you because it felt selfish. telling you i would die if things didn't go the right way and you just lost gwen. now i see why me not saying anything was a terrible idea aswell but hey! i'll be alright. i'm just sorry me not telling you could result... poorly.

thank you for everything over the past years. it was amazing watching you grow, watching you save the city. you keep swinging around new-york for me and saving people. i'm so proud of you. and i love you so so much.

take care of may for me. and take care of those orchids i left at your house. it's a little ironic isn't it. asking you to take care of the very thing that's killing me.

but take it as something to remember me by, think of it as a symbol i'll always be here for you. i'll always look after you peter.

see you later <3"

so he sat and opened your computer. a billion thoughts running through his mind as he read through. loud cries leaving his lips.

he called an ambulance, staying beside you as he waited. running his hand through your hair as tears streamed down his face.

he didn't regret dating gwen. he just wished things could've went differently. he wished he stopped avoiding you when they got together, he wished he took a picture with you at graduation, he wished he told you about him being spider-man instead of finding out on your own. he wished he kissed you that night in middle school. he wished he could've told you he loved you back, and he always did.

#andrew garfield fanfiction #tasm x reader #andrew peter parker x reader #tasm!peter parker x reader #tasm!peter imagine #andrew garfield imagine #andrew garfield x reader #the amazing spiderman x reader #tasm!peter x reader #fiction #tasm peter parker #tasm angst #tasm!peter x you #andrew garfield my beloved #andrew peter parker #andrew garfield #andrew garfield spiderman #andrew garfield angst #andrew!spiderman

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