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lily-in-thevalley · 4 months

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The Start of Something New Pt. 1

The start of a small story detailing your shared journey with Brian into starting your family (˶^ з^(〃‿〃♡)

TW’s: mild anxiety, mild insecurity

Important note: While writing this series, the reader/(y/n) was envisioned as AFAB/non-binary, so they’ll be referred to with primarily gender neutral pronouns and endearments as per their preference.

Blimey dears, it’s been quite a while since I’ve gotten myself to actually write anything due to a remarkably intense semester in uni. I hope to make this a small series I actually complete for myself and you all. Enjoy !!!

This wasn’t something new. In all honesty, the thought had first appeared to you many many years ago. Back when you and Brian were still children and growing up together. It was understood, between the two of you, that you longed to start a family together one day. Privately, it only truly hit you some random day in 1974.

It was before you and Brian had actually become an official couple, opting for “secret” kisses and obvious pining from not-so-afar. At the time, Queen were touring in Finland, and had been asked to attend a press conference for a few international papers and many local papers. Among the bustling writers and photographers was a young boy. You never learned his name, but he was truly sweet and had melted Brian and Freddie’s hearts particularly (John was getting ready to have his own child and thus was slightly nervous, and Roger seemed a tad impartial). This boy had asked several questions of Freddie, Roger, and John by the time he’d reached Brian and had seemed to run out of what might have been deemed professional questions. Much to Brian’s delight, that meant the more creative and unique questions were reserved for him.

From your spot somewhere to the left of the band, you listened and watched Brian participate in his interview with the young boy. You watched and admired the way that his voice softened, and he grinned politely as more questions were prepared for him. Your heart picked up pace as he took each question to heart, seriously considering his answer for each one (“Chocolate penguins” being his favourite candy in particular made you smile). As Brian answered more questions, a thought floated into your mind quite suddenly.

I want him to care for my children…

Had you not been mostly secluded from the majority of the crowd, it would have been quite obvious how your cheeks went bright red. While it caused you to blush, the realization itself truly wasn’t too severe a surprise. You had, somewhere in the back of your mind, always desired this.

Just moments after your mind had started to wander into the intricacies of your revelation, Brian was excused from the press conference for a break and found you sitting by yourself. He waved a soft wave and sat next to you, offering you a sip from his bottle of water that you gladly accepted.

“Are you alright back here love? It’s not become too overwhelming has it?” he spoke quietly, hoping to not worsen any sensory issue you may be having. In response, you shook your head slightly.

“Nothing like that no, I’m ok Bri. Was your interview ok?” At your question, Brian’s gentle smile returned.

“I’ve actually just had quite a lovely interview with a young lad. He had some of the best questions I’ve ever been asked, I'll tell you. Really getting into the important business.” His grin grew, radiantly expressing his fondness of the interview. Brian turned his head to look at you as you nudged his shoulder gently with your own.

“I saw…” you hesitated for a moment, deciding whether or not you should speak the entirety of your mind, “It was really cute to see you interacting with that kid.”

Brian could tell you had more to say, and he gave you room to gather your thoughts and calm yourself if need be. Yet another two traits you loved and admired about your Brimi (a nickname he’d earned for his ever improving guitar skills and impressively curly mane). His unwavering support and patience through all of your little ticks and quirks, and his ability to read your subtle body language when it counted the most. After a few beats of silence, the words seemed to spill from you as they needed to.

“I want to have your babies Brian.” You could admit, rather readily in fact, that you hadn’t intended to confess such a thing so boldly. That was hardly the kind of communication pattern you and Brian had fallen into through recent years, making it a fight to bring yourself to look to Brian’s face.

It wasn’t a look of horror or embarrassment on his face, not even pity or of being disturbed. He almost seemed… amused and relieved? As though he were stuck between wanting to laugh at how cute and sudden your exclamation was, and wanting to hug you until you passed out. He could see your head starting to overthink however, and opted for a light hug and running a hand softly through your hair.

“Oh my angel,” you could hear the smile in his voice as he practically purred “I’m so glad you said that, I’m glad you feel the same way I do.” He quelled any possibility for your fickle mind to take what he said and twist it into something it wasn’t despite the minute waver in his own voice (stemming from nerves he sought to hide, not wanting to give your mind any chance to think he was bluffing). With a gentle kiss to your head, he looked down at you. “Can you tell me what you’re thinking?”

“I…Brimi I’m really embarrassed that I just yelled that out suddenly and I’m slightly overwhelmed with the knowledge that you might want that too and-” A pair of the softest lips cut you off from continuing your anxious train of thought. Ever so skillfully, Brian soothed your worries with the consistent and tender press of his lips against yours, a pressure that simultaneously kept you grounded in reality and made you feel like you were flying. Low and sweet, a purr rumbled in Brian’s chest as he felt you begin to calm and relax into the kiss.

With your heart light (and full of a love you dare not fully express), you pulled away slightly from your shared kiss. You made eye contact with Bri and watched the full body shiver that ran through him bring a light blush to his cheeks and a sheepish chuckle from his lips. A chuckle that you shared with him, feeling slightly light-headed with relief from the knowledge that Brian, too, hoped to start a family with you one day.

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More recently, after celebrating your tenth anniversary with Brian and months of planning your wedding after his proposal that night (Freddie will never stop teasing the two of you for taking ten years to finally get engaged), you found yourself reading through one of the astronomy magazines that could be found lying about your home in bed. You and Brian practically shared everything these days, so it was no far stretch for you to read bits of his literature and for him to read bits of your literature. Taking a sip of your rapidly cooling tea, you noticed Brian standing in the doorway of your bedroom with his eyes set on you. From his posture, it was evident that there was a topic on his mind that would keep him awake if it wasn’t discussed as soon as possible. You set aside your magazine and made eye contact with him, causing Brian to shift slightly on his feet.

“Is something wrong, my love? Come sit with me.” You pulled the comforter up from his side of the bed and settled into the pillows, a combination of movements that you both knew meant it was time for a cuddle. Instantly there was a noticeable change in Brian’s posture and his evident anxiety seeped away as he crawled into bed next to you, shedding his clothes eagerly on the way. He found his place curled up against your side, feeling quite safe and comfortable despite the lingering questions on the tip of his tongue.

“Now, what’s on your mind Bri? I can tell you need to talk,” you placed a little kiss to the top of his head and started working your fingers through his thick curls, an action that you knew he found comfort in “Whenever you’re ready sweetheart.”

“I think… I know…” he needed a moment, a feeling you truly understood “Now that we’re engaged and our wedding is next month…(y/n), I think it’s time we truly discussed having kids.”

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roosterforme · 3 months

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Adult Education Part 17 | Hangman x OC

Summary: Jessica realizes she is going to have to work hard to help the students in the class she is teaching in Brian's place. Add that to her tenure review, and she's already exhausted. At least she can trust her boyfriend. Jake couldn't be more proud of Jessica, but a night out without his girlfriend is a bit eye-opening for him.

Warnings: Fluff, smut, oral, angst, language, mention drinking and driving, 18+

Length: 3800 words

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Female OC

This story is part of the Beer Boy and Sugar universe but can be read on its own! Adult Education masterlist

Seriously, who let Jake on my masterlist!? Banner by @mak-32

"You'll never believe what happened!" Jessica gushed, releasing Jake and bouncing around a bit. He was all smiles, just like she'd come to expect with him. There were even two beers and a dish of peanuts waiting on the table which made her feel a little weak. She pushed him down onto one of the high stools and let her hands rest on his thighs.

"Damn," he grunted when she kissed him again, slotting herself between his legs with a laugh. "Either your day was excellent, or you're very happy to see me."

"It's both," she assured him, basking in the soft pressure of his lips on hers. "I am officially under tenure review."

"Reedy," he grunted, cupping her face in both of his hands and pulling back slightly. "Are you serious?" Wide, green eyes searched her face for a hint that she may be joking, but she just shook her head slightly. "How?"

She told him everything, sparing no details about her time in Rosenthal's office with her friend and how much that meant to her. "She promised me that Dr. Rosenthal would hear me out, and when I let him know I never got a tenure review from Brian, he agreed immediately." Tears stung at her eyes again as Jake listened intently, his hands stroking her face. "He started the process today, Jake! He's so busy right now, since he's stepping into Brian's shoes while still covering his own classes, but he still took the time to look at my grade book and my schedule! And he complimented me on how organized I am!" She felt ridiculous for crying at Chippy's, and she could see a concerned looking Chippy himself through her blurred vision, so she gave him a little wave.

"You're incredible," Jake whispered, kissing her forehead. "And how was your meeting with the dean?"

Somehow her smile grew brighter as she said, "He told me the fratraiser was the best event of alumni weekend and already asked me to do it again next year."

Jake's lips were all over her face, bumping her glasses and whispering that he was proud of her while she laughed. If Rosenthal and Dean Walters were both in her corner along with her friend, she felt like she could do anything. She felt like she could succeed. Finally.

Eventually she made it to her own seat where she started to crack open some peanuts. "I'm absolutely starving," she muttered. "I think all the adrenaline from the day is messing with me." Her fingers were shaking as she pressed the peanuts to her lips, and Jake pushed the bowl closer to her.

"I brought some food with me," he said, kind of nodding toward the door. "It's in the cooler in my truck." He paused before asking, "You still want me to sleep over, Jess?"

"Of course!" She pressed her lips together and softly said, "I've never really done midweek sleepovers before?" Frankly, she'd never been in a relationship she took as seriously as this one. With Jake.

He lounged back in his seat so casually as he said, "Neither have I. So I was just going to follow your lead on this one, soon-to-be-tenured Dr. Reed."

Jessica blushed as she chewed up another peanut. She imagined mind blowing sex, going to bed early, and Jake making her breakfast in the morning before they both left for work. But she was really worn out from the day, so she said, "We can figure it out together."

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Jake watched his girlfriend as she stood at her kitchen counter in her work clothes and ate the casserole he made for her. She moaned softly while she licked her fork with clearly no idea that she was making him hard. He loved cooking, and she loved eating whatever he made. And then she said, "This is so good, Jake." And she'd make the word good sound like it had too many syllables. And she did all of this while wearing her high heels and cute glasses and looking at him.

This was just the first midweek sleepover, but Jake was already looking around to see how much stuff she really had. It could all fit in his condo. She could ditch her rental and move in with him. He could cook for her all the time and tell her he loved her. Why hadn't he done that yet? He was as excited for her tenure review as he had been for his last rank promotion. He recently printed out a picture of her and flew with it in his helmet bag. He was a mess right now, hesitating because he was afraid of not saying it at the right time and worrying that it was too soon.

"It was really good," she whispered as she set her fork in the sink, and Jake realized he'd never responded to what she said.

"I love cooking for you, Baby," he told her with a wide grin while she yawned. "You had a big day today. Almost ready for bed?"

"Yeah, I'm tired," she replied quickly, voice soft. "But I kind of wanted to... mess around a little bit?"

There was no way he could deny her something she wanted, especially when he wanted it so badly, too. Without warning, Jake got his hands on her thighs and hiked her skirt up to her waist. Jessica gasped and grabbed at his shoulders just like he knew she would. "Jake!" Her voice was muffled by his lips as he lifted her up, guided her legs around his waist, and carried her to her bedroom. His fingers tangled in her lace underwear as she rubbed herself against his abs.

She shrieked in delight as he dropped her onto her back on the bed. "Scoot up to the pillows, Baby," he instructed. "And keep your shoes on."

He watched her shimmy up to rest her head on the pillows while she kept her feet up in the air, and he undid his boots, tossing them aside. Jake crawled up the bed, kissing her through her panties before hiking her legs up over his shoulders and pushing them back until he was kissing her lips and the tip of her nose.

When he ran his rough hands along the backs of her thighs, she whimpered into his mouth. Jake could feel her fingers on his name tag and insignia pins as he pushed his cock against her core through layers of fabric. "Let me eat your pussy?" he asked between soft kisses.

She met his questioning eyes and rubbed her core up against him. "I want you to," she gasped, and Jake pressed one more rough kiss to her lips before moving down her body to his intended target with a little grin.

"These are pretty," he murmured, kissing along the top of her underwear as he pushed her skirt up higher around her waist. Jessica's fingers found his hair, and her high heels dug slightly into his back. So far, he loved midweek sleepovers. As he pulled the blue lace to one side, he kissed her wet slit and thought about how there was actually plenty of room in his closet for her entire lingerie collection. All he wanted to do was keep adding to it, since he definitely loved it as much as she did.

"Jake," she gasped, pressing herself a little harder against his mouth as he parted her with his lips and teased her opening with his flat tongue. "Jake!"

He chuckled and kissed her inner thigh as he asked, "How do you make it so many syllables like that?" But Jessica tugged on his hair and put his mouth back where she wanted it.

"Stop messing around," she whined. Holy shit, he loved it when she told him what to do. When Jessica bossed him around, it made him want to give his best performance.

"Anything you want, Baby," he promised, and she whined louder until he was sucking gently on her clit. That seemed to be what she was after, so he set a leisurely pace, occasionally going harder until she got loud. Then he ran his knuckle along her opening before slipping his middle finger inside her.

Those heels pressed harder into his back as she demanded, "Harder." Fingers tightened in his hair, sending a ripple of need down along his neck. He plucked her clit with his lips as he added his index finger and hooked them just so.

"Jake!" she called out, absolutely riding his face and fingers now. She tasted so good, and he couldn't stop picturing her stuff in her condo. He was grinding his hips against the bed in time with the tugging of his hair. Her sharp heels were starting to hurt, and he was a little afraid she would rip his uniform shirt, but there was no way he was stopping now.

She was clenching and practically screaming as he swirled his tongue around her sweet spot and fucked his fingers harder into her. He was rock hard against her bedding, and her fingernails scraped along his scalp as she came for him. She was squeezing his fingers and felt so tight around him that he needed to fuck her. He needed that around his cock.

Jake was up on his knees and out of her grasp as her legs splayed wide and her hips shook. Quickly he unzipped his khaki pants and pulled himself free, thrusting his cock into her clenching pussy and patting her clit with his wet fingers. Jessica was rolling her head from side to side as he ground himself into her with her name a low growl on his lips.

"Jessica." He came hard after barely a few thrusts, shocking himself. He wasn't even sure how it happened so fast. But then he looked down at Jessica as his cum seeped out of her and onto the blue lace. Her fingers were in the air coaxing him closer, and he went so willingly to her lips, an absolute mess for this woman.

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On Monday, Jessica and Jake cuddled all night in her bed, but Tuesday evening after her office hours, they moved things to his place. "Tomorrow is Wednesday, and you've got to teach that asshole's class, Smart Girl," Jake whispered. "I'll pack you some extra snacks in your lunch."

Then he fucked her in her new lingerie until she could barely walk, leaving her in his bed aftwards to relax for a few minutes until she could get up and join him in the shower. And Jessica was relaxed and happy and fresh on Wednesday when she walked into the classroom where she would be in charge of Brian's Senior Studies seminar class.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Reed," she announced when she rushed in as soon as her Physics lecture in the previous time slot ended. "I'll be filling in for Dr. Conley," she said to the group of ten in attendance, unable to keep a smile from her face. "And you're all graduating chemistry majors?"

She had been given just a tiny bit of information on this class from Dean Walters, and she was a little nervous that she wouldn't be able to help as much as she hoped. Then she convinced herself she'd be okay. She passed a bunch of chemistry classes as an undergrad, and she could work her way through any textbook with ease.

"Yeah," replied one of the students as he sat up a little straighter in his seat. "But Dr. Conley usually just takes attendance and then leaves."

She blinked at him for a few seconds and adjusted her glasses. "I'm sorry. What? He leaves?"

"Yeah," another student agreed.

"But aren't you all trying to graduate in May? With top grades to get a job or go to grad school?" she asked as she looked around. She was met with nodding heads and a few blank stares as she set her notebooks down at the front of the small room. "Well..." she started, unsure what she should do. "Let me look at your grades a little closer. Maybe we can work on some things from your classes?" She pulled out her information packet on these students. Indeed two of them did have perfect 4.0 GPAs, but there were a few who could use some help with their grades.

"So are you going to stay?" a third student asked. "Even after you take attendance? And help us?"

Jessica was appalled as she stood there with her hands on her hips. "Yeah. I'm going to stay. And we're going to talk about which classes you might be struggling with? You still have some time left in the semester to bring your grades up."

Just then, the door at the back of the room opened, and Dr. Rosenthal walked in, quietly taking a seat off to the side. "Sorry I'm late," he muttered. "Just pretend I'm not even here."

Great. Jessica's first foray into her tenure being reviewed would be when she wasn't even teaching her own subject with her own students. A flash of panic hit her in the face. Her palms started to sweat. Her trusty high heels suddenly felt very uncomfortable. The snack Jake packed for her was sitting like a brick in her stomach.

"Uh, are there any specific classes or questions in general that I can help you with?" she asked lamely as she wiped her hands on her suit jacket.

"Organic chemistry," a handful groaned in unison, and she supposed that was at least somewhere to start.

"Okay," she said, watching Rosenthal scribble something in his notebook. "Does anyone have that textbook with them? So I can take a look?"

A minute later, she had the chapter in front of her, and everyone had moved their seats a little closer to the board. With some help from the students themselves, she wrote a few problems out. She had to consult the text frequently, and she had to Google something on her phone, but they did manage to solve the first one correctly. She also noticed a text from Jake when she had her phone out.

Hey, Smart Girl. I just know you're killing it right now. Call me after work.

His words made her push through the second problem on the board. And then a third and a fourth. With only a few minutes left in the class, she passed around her red notebook and said, "Please write down your email address. I could pull them from the campus catalog, but that will take too long. I'll email out more Organic Chem problems to work on for next week, and I'll talk to Dr. Snyder and see if he can give me any idea of what he might be focusing on for his final exam, okay? And please email me if you need help with anything specific," she added, writing her own email address on the board.

When she turned around, they were all scribbling it down. And Dr. Rosenthal was smiling up at her; she'd forgotten he was even in the room. A few of the students thanked her as they stood to leave, and she handed the borrowed textbook back. This was going to be a lot more work than she anticipated.

"Well, Dr. Reed," Rosenthal murmured as he stood. "Chemistry is not your subject, is it?" he asked with a chuckle.

She groaned softly. "Was it that obvious? I don't even know any good chemistry jokes."

"Oh, I do," he promised. "I subscribe to the science joke of the day website. I could start forwarding the jokes to you if you'd like?"

She nodded and laughed. "That would be nice, Dr. Rosenthal."

Then she watched him write something in his notebook about forwarding the emails to her, and she realized he really was a very sweet person. But she was afraid that this class would reflect poorly upon her, and she was just about to tell him that when he tucked his pencil behind his ear.

"I thought you did a good job with these students today, especially since you aren't proficient in the subject. I'll be seeing you in your Quantum Mechanics lecture in about an hour or so."

Jessica watched him hustle out of the room, leaving her alone with her thoughts. And sure enough, later that afternoon, Dr. Rosenthal got to see her shine as she taught her favorite class. And Advanced Calculus was there, too, taking her own set of notes. And then Jessica felt a lot better.

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Jake sat at the Hard Deck on Friday night with a beer in one hand and Bradley sitting next to him. He'd invited Jessica to come, but she told him she had to write down some chemistry problems. Coming from literally any other woman, Jake would have assumed she was lying as a way to dismiss him, but he believed every word she told him.

"Where's Dr. Tits?" he asked Bradley with a smirk as he sipped his beer.

Bradley grunted in response. "Working late. She has a lecture until eight. That's why I'm not staying long tonight. I told her I'd pick her up before nine."

Jake checked the time. It was barely seven. He hadn't been to the Hard Deck in weeks. Maybe months. He'd been spending all of his time with Jessica at Chippy's. He kind of missed that cranky, old man. He also missed being in an environment where he hadn't hooked up with every woman present. As he looked around the bar, he started to get a little uncomfortable.

"Wanna shoot some pool?" Bradley asked him, and Jake got up out of his seat immediately and headed toward the pool table.

"You can break," Jake told him as he watched Bradley rack the balls. He was going to lose anyway, and he didn't even mind. Occasionally he glanced around the room, and it registered to him that if he wasn't dating Jessica, he'd be taking one of these women home with him. "I need something stronger," he murmured. "You want a whiskey or two?"

"Sure," Bradley replied, eyeing him closely. "But just one for me."

"Yeah, alright," Jake told him before turning toward the bar where Penny was working at a blistering pace filling orders. He had to wait a minute to get her attention, but she smiled at him when he said, "Penny, my dear, I'll take three Maker's Marks. Neat."

"Of course," she replied. "You sharing them with Rooster or with... someone else? Or two someone elses?"

Jake's eyes settled on the two younger women who were eyeing him up across the bar. They didn't turn away when he made eye contact, rather they looked even more excited. But two of the whiskeys were meant for him. Maybe to take the edge off of the nerves he was feeling being out for the night without his girlfriend.

"Nah," Jake told her as she poured. "Just ol' Rooster."

She winked at him as she added them to his tab. "Enjoy."

He wanted to enjoy his drinks. He planned to. He carried the three glasses back to the pool table with every intention of downing two of them and giving the third to Bradley. But he could tell he was being followed now, so he stepped through the crowd a little faster to reach his destination.

Jake was handing a glass to Bradley when he knew it was too late. "Hey, fellas," said the first girl who had the fucking nerve to even look a bit like Jessica. "Can we join you?"

"We always wanted to learn how to play pool," chimed in the second one who was barely wearing any clothing.

"I'm married," Bradley told them blandly, holding up his left and barely looking at them before he lined up a really nice shot. "And my wife is hot. And I'm not interested. You're up, Hangman."

"Are you married?" the first one asked Jake as he downed both drinks, one after the other.

He looked at her and backed away a few inches. "Well, no."

"Teach us how to play pool?" she whined, her hand coming to rest on his chest.

And it suddenly occurred to Jake that he had never turned a woman down before in his life. He'd never had to. He'd always been game. Sure, he'd been shot down himself on occasion, but this wasn't something he was used to doing at all. He turned to Bradley for help, but just got a disappointed look in return the longer he waffled. And Jake already felt like he had failed his girlfriend.

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Jessica was sitting on her bed examining Jake's birthday gift that arrived in the mail earlier. It was perfect. She giggled and kicked her feet, knowing exactly where he should hang it at his place. She was carefully putting it in the frame and attaching the back when her phone rang.

"Jake!" she gushed answering his call. It was after ten o'clock now, and she was exhausted from all the extra work involved with taking Brian's class and actually doing something to help his students. "How was the bar?"

"I miss you, Jess," he drawled, a harsh edge coming through in his voice. "Can I... can I come over?"

"Yes," she told him right away. "Come over."

"Okay." Then the call went silent. He didn't sound like himself, and Jessica became a little concerned as she packed up all of the chemistry notes that were littering her bed. She put Jake's birthday gift in a box in her closet, and then slipped her robe over her silk nightgown.

When Jake knocked just a few minutes later, she was surprised he was already there. She was going to have to copy a key so he could just let himself in going forward, but her mind went blank when she opened the door. He looked a little drunk. He smelled a bit drunk. She wondered if he drove himself over, and that thought made her stomach lurch as he walked inside and locked the door behind him.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly as he collected her in his arms and started toward the bedroom.

"Yeah," he grunted. "Just needed you."

He needed her. She let him kick off his shoes and remove about half of his clothing, and then he was reaching for her again. Jake snuggled next to her in bed and fell asleep with his arms wrapped tightly around her.

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dontlookheswatching · 22 days

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Im bored and also working on a big post with some head canons about several characters with ref sheets, so im gonna make a birthday list real quick. I tried to keep a lot of this as canon as possible, but I have changed some ages and some birthdays aren't accurate because for some of these characters nothing would show up. Itll be going in order from January to December, 1st to the last day of the month.

January:

-Rogue(Heather Sam Marshall) - January 7th. She's currently 24, and her zodiac sign is a Capricorn.

February:

-Hoodie(Brian Hiatt Thomas) - February 5th. He's 24, and his zodiac is a Aquarius.

March:

-Eyeless Jack(Jack Zin Nyras) - March 15th. He's 24, and his zodiac sign is a Pieces.

April:

-Judge Angels(Dina Angela Clark) - April 2nd. She's 26, and her zodiac sign is a Aries.

-Alex Kralie - April 4th. He's 27, and his zodiac is a Aries.

-Sally Mae Williams - April 5th. She's physically and mentally 8. Her zodiac is a Aries.

-Ben Drowned(Benjamin Scott Lawman) - April 23rd. He's 22, and his zodiac sign is a Taurus.

-Ticci Toby(Toby Erin Rogers) - April 28th. Hes 21, and his zodiac sign is a Taurus.

May:

-Seedeater - May 27th. His zodiac sign is a Gemini. He is a creature that does not age, just exists.

June:

-Jeff the Killer(Jeffery Alan Woods) - June 2nd. He's 22, and his zodiac sign is a Gemini.

-Lost Silver(Jae-Ing) - June 6th. Hes 21, and his zodiac sign is a Gemini.

-Skitles(OC) - June 24th. He has no age. His zodiac sign is a Cancer

Kate the Chaser(Kate Miller Hayes) - June 25th. She's 25, and her zodiac sign is a Cancer.

July:

-Nina the Killer(Nina Rose Hopkins) - July 24th. She's 20, and her zodiac sign is a Leo.

-The Puppeteer(Blake Simon Smith) - July 25th. He has no age. His zodiac sign is a Leo.

August:

-Candypop - August 1st. He has no age. His zodiac sign is a Leo.

-Hobo Heart - August 3rd. He’s 23, and his zodiac sign is a Virgo.

-Eyeless Lulu(Lulu Mary Millers) - August 6th. She’s 15, and her zodiac sign is a Virgo.

-Occisus(OC/Samantha Lin Locke) - August 11th. She’s 24, and her zodiac sign is a Virgo.

September:

-Jane the Killer(Jane Eve Richardson) - September 1st. She’s 23, and her zodiac sign is a Virgo.

-HeartFixer(OC/Jamie Noel Martinez) - September 3rd. She’s 25, and her zodiac sign is a Virgo.

October:

-Bloody Painter(Helen James Otis) - October 1st. He’s 24, and his zodiac is a Libra.

-Suicide Sadie(Sadie Dawn Myers) - October 21st. She’s 20, and her zodiac sign is a Libra.

-Zero - October 25th. She’s 23, and her zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-NightOwl(My boyfriends OC/Lin Felix Gaspar) - October 29th. He’s 25, and his zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

Nurse Ann(Michelle Ann Quesnberry) - October 31st. She’s 28, and her zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

November:

-Clockwork(Natalie Gwen Oulette) - November 6th. She’s 23, and her zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-Sonic.exe - November 7th. He’s 15, and his zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-Tails Doll - November 7th. He’s 15, and his zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-Jason the Toymaker - November 15th. He doesn’t have a age. His zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-Lure(OC) - November 17th. Hes 21, and his zodiac sign is a Scorpio.

-Dark Link(Shadow) - November 21st. Hes 21, and his zodiac sign is a Sagittarius.

-Jay Merrick - November 23rd. Hes 26, and his zodiac sign is a Sagittarius.

-Smile Dog - November 27th. He has no known age, as a hellhound. His zodiac sign is Sagittarius.

December:

-X-Vrius(Cody Swann Diller) - December 9th. He’s 21, and his zodiac sign is a Sagittarius.

-Homicidal Liu(Liu Vicki Woods) - December 21st. He’s 24, and his zodiac sign is a Sagittarius.

-Laughing Jack - December 25th. He has no age. His zodiac sign is a Capricorn.

-Lazarus(Lazarus Dae Swann) - December 25th. He’s 12, and only ages every two years due to being part Zalgoid. His zodiac sign is a Capricorn.

-Masky(Timothy Que Wright) - December 26th. He’s 25, and his zodiac sign is a Capricorn.

-Kagekao - December 29th. He’s 27, and his zodiac sign is a Capricorn.

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bijouxcarys · 7 months

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⛧𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆⛧

Requests are closed apart from the occurrence in which I reblog a prompt list.

All of my works are intended for mature audiences, and are not recommended to those under the age of 16. I am not responsible for any minors who may read my work.

Click below to access contents:

Hi! Thank you for taking the time to look around.

First off, my name is Carys, I'm 22 and I'm from the United Kingdom. I've been writing fanfiction for 10 years. I started off on MJFiction.com writing Michael Jackson fanfic, and I found I absolutely loved it!

I'm autistic and am absolutely riddled with undiagnosed ADHD, but I don't bang on about it, so don't worry. I rarely ever talk about it. That being said, without having autistic special interests, I wouldn't be here writing for you all!

My special interests include the 60s, 70s, and 80s, Led Zeppelin, Queen, Aerosmith, Michael Jackson, Ariana Grande, Demi Lovato, films, WWE, and... MUSIC.

I write fanfiction about Robert Plant and Brian May, which is what my blog is mainly centred around.

Don't be afraid to shoot me a message; I may be Northern English but I am very nice. Promise.

((Side note, if you are one of those Jimbert stans who fully believe that they were in a relationship/have very real feelings towards each other... Navigate my blog with caution, because that ain't it for me. I support everyone's freedom to fantasise and write fanfic, draw fanart, etc of anything, but when it goes beyond fantasy and starts becoming something real, that's when I draw the line. Y'all know who you are.))

Archive of our Own

Wattpad

Donate/leave a tip

Silly Discord that barely is active but is always nice to have

Spotify (in the process of creating all the relevant playlists for fics)

In the event of not being able to access my works through the links in the masterlist, please go to the search bar and type in "bijouxcaryslibrary" and all the necessary content will come up (hopefully.)

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞:

Smut

Fluff

x Reader

Personalised (you choose the name insert)

x OC

FxM pairings (smut and fluff)

FxF pairings (smut and fluff)

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞:

Creepy shit. Like... obviously dodgy areas. Pedophilia, necrophilia, non-con, etc...

Food kinks and pregnancy kinks (no kink shaming here, I just personally feel uncomfortable with it)

MxM pairings (smut and romantic fluff)

Pairings of real life people such as band mate x band mate

I will pretty much write anything apart from the above, don't be shy to be specific with your requests. The more detailed, the better!

To Love So Completely (Robert Plant x fem!OC mini series)

Got My Timing Right (Book 3 of my Brian May series)

Allure pt. 2 (Sequel to my Brian May one shot Allure)

Herbal Clouds (1969 Brian May one shot)

Robert Plant anon request

𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐘

Peace Lovin' Guy Series

Book 1: Peace Lovin' Guy (completed, in the process of uploading on Tumblr)

Book 2: Get Your Heart Beating (completed, in the process of uploading on Tumblr)

Book 3: Got My Timing Right (ongoing)

Book 4: Can't Understand It (TBA)

Book 5: A Sweetheart Hand (TBA)

Book 6: Through the Madness (TBA)

One Shots

Allure **

𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓

Honey Bee ** | Part 1 Part 2

Little Wayward Girl **

Daddy's Attention **

Aphrodite **

To Love So Completely (Masterlist)

Cherry Lips **

The High Life **

Fine Wine **

Spotlight **

Honey Bee | fic board

To Love So Completely | fic board

Peace Lovin’ Guy (PLG Book 1) | fic board

Allure | fic board

Get Your Heart Beating (PLG Book 2) | fic board

Got My Timing Right (PLG Book 3) | fic board

Little Wayward Girl | fic board

Daddy’s Attention | fic board

Aphrodite | fic board

Cherry Lips | fic board

The High Life | fic board

Fine Wine | fic board

Spotlight | fic board

To Love So Completely | fic playlist

Allure | fic playlist

Honey Bee | fic playlist

Peace Lovin’ Guy | fic playlist

Get Your Heart Beating | fic playlist

Suffer and Brew

I Did It Again

Turn Out The Lights

Still Alive

Royalty

Blood To My Vein

I Deserve It

Someday

You'll Never Be Loved

Antidote

If I Die

Bother

@celestial-dragoness writes some fantastic Robert Plant fanfiction, and is one of the sweetest people ever. She's also a talented crocheter :p

@firethatgrewsolow has some of the best Robert fics on the internet, and is just as unhinged as the rest of the Zep fandom, and fucking lovely.

@callmethehunter has great Zeppelin content, like analyses, reblogs, thoughts, um... studies of sorts... and is just an all around genuine person.

@brownskinsugarplum76 again has very realistic and steamy Rob fics.

@nature-and-music is an amazingly talented writer, and I suggest indulging to your heart's content.

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html-nae · 9 months

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T R A P S O U L

42!Miles x fem!OC

Last Part of the 42!Miles x fem!OC series

WC:947

The upbeat rhythm of Bob Marley’s Could You Be Loved played through the speaker as a breeze blew from the open window by the bed.

Both teens were positioned on Harmony’s twin sized bed. Miles in between her legs with her hands in his hair, gently taking out the overgrown braids.

They could hear the cars driving past on the busy streets and the occasional kid yelling with joy followed by the sound of a ball bouncing.

The room glowed orange as the sun was beginning to set. Shadows from the vines around Harmony’s wall were casted on the beige walls and decorations.

They sat in silence as the smell from the kitchen wafted in through the open door. Miles’ stomach growled loudly causing Harmony to giggle.

“What’s funny, ma?”

He asked with a smile on his face. It felt nice to relax and bask in the times he got to spend with her.

Harmony shook her head as she finished taking out the last braid and ruffled his hair. She found his hair pretty, even with the dried gel flakes that decorated the dark hair.

The song ended and changed to another Bob Marley song.

Harmony’s favorite.

Is This Love

Miles got up and looked in the mirror to examine his hair.

“Look at how long my hair got.”

He said excitedly as he stretched a piece of his hair. It went past his collar bone.

“I see it, babes. It’s pretty.”

He watched her get up and stretch, relieving the pain of sitting in the same position for so long.

“What?”

Harmony asked, cocking her head to the side with a look of confusion. Miles looked like he was stuck. The orange glow from the setting sun made her skin shine a golden color, her eyes looked brighter and the shadow on her cheeks from her lashes made Miles’ breath get caught in his throat.

Is this love that I’m feeling?

Is this love? Is this love? Is this love?

He walked towards her and looked down at the Haitian girl. She was beautiful.

She is beautiful.

Miles took her hands in his and slowly spun her in a circle then tilted her back, nearly dropping her on the floor.

Harmony let out a laugh with Miles following.

They danced to the beat of the music around her room, careful not to step on the few pairs of shoes that littered the floor.

She is the foundation for his conception of Love.

When he thinks of what a black woman should be.

Its her.

Harmony Khelani Jones.

He would give her the clothes off of his back just to see her smile.

He would sacrifice anything for her.

Because without her, the sun didn’t shine. Her eyes can look through his soul.

She was all he knew.

If you asked Miles what the highs felt like. He would say her.

She reminded him of the color blue.

Miles Gonzalo Morales was in love with Harmony Khelani Jones.

“Hijo?”

Rio called from the doorway, with Harmony’s father behind her.

They watched as their kids danced away in their own little world. Brian looked at Rio and stretched out his hand.

“May I have this dance, my beautiful sister in law.”

The older woman laughed, memories of him saying the same thing at her and Jeff’s wedding appeared in her mind.

Him and Jeff were best friends and Brian took Rio under his wing and looked out for her like an older brother. Much like Aaron did.

“Of course.”

Rio placed her hand in his with a smile.

A real smile.

Everything seemed to fall into place. Everyone was happy and didn’t have a worry in the world.

“Hey when did you guys join in?”

Miles greeted with a smile on his face as he spun Harmony around in a circle.

They both looked ecstatic and carefree. Both of them living in the moment.

“We just joined in.”

Brian answered. His eyes squinted as he smiled.

“The more the merrier. Right hermosa.?”

Harmony took in the environment around her.

“Right, bèl”

Harmony looked happy.

She was happy.

Miguel found a way for her to stay in this universe.

There was nothing for her in Earth 1610. Except for Miles and his family.

After much fighting and arguing, they came to the realization that Miles from Earth 42 wasn’t the bad guy, not even close.

Like stated before, he was still Miles. Just the Prowler. But on this Earth, he was a vigilante in New York. He just wanted some peace and protection for his mother since his father was gone.

He was the same Miles that spanned across the different dimensions. The same dorky shy kid that loved to draw and loved music. He only had his guard up in this dimension. He grew up in a different environment compared to the New York Harmony and Miles was used to, but he was the still dorky kid that Harmony knew and loved.

Miles thought as he watched from the window as Harmony threw her head back in laughter when Miles picked her up and spun around.

He missed her more than anything.

He also loved her more than anything, and realized it after the painful truth that she wasn’t coming back.

In his opinion.

She was like trapsoul.

A genre of her own.

Her own unique sound that blended with two clashing aesthetics.

Two different people, with different stories.

The two strangers that were put in random predicaments. Each with a soul so they could make their own choices and live with it.

Two strangers that she both complemented so well.

She was the definition of Trapsoul.

Taglist:

@urmotherswhor3 @not-aya @ihavenousernamewhyy-2 @erensbbg @reneuv @notsaelty @blackwxdo @bajadotcom @delulu4yuta @soseoulol @literalawkwardsimp @m9rgaux @kimchikim @mama-2001 @shoyofroyoyoyo @littleshybunbun

#spider man #miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles #earth 42 miles x reader #miles x reader #spiderman x y/n #across the spiderverse #miles molares #gwen stacy #across the spider verse spoilers #spiderman #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles x oc #miles morales #spiderverse x reader

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the-s1lly-corner · 10 months

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ATTENTION CREEPYPASTA FANS

hiiiiii i kinda wanna write some hcs/self insert stuff but im kinda stumped on who and what to write; especially since its been a while since ive written for these characters (a while = about a month?? give or take)

so! i'll be opening requests for creepypasta characters, a 'short' run down of my rules below + characters i write for + some info regarding how i write certain characters that may or may not be important

i apologize for any typos and mistakes for this post, im back to writing on my silly computer!! formatting may be a little whack as well, but that parts more so because idk how i wanna structure these side posts

it should be said right now that the way i write these characters leans very heavy on my own personal interpretation/au rather than ideas that the bulk of the fandom has (although, to be fair, i havent interacted much with the current state of the fandom, im kinda stuck in 2016 </3) so personalities or worldbuilding/common ideas may be different or totally absent in my writing

will not write;

this blog does not allow explicit nsfw material, at most there will be suggestive jokes or themes but it will likely never ever be the main theme of the post!

basic nono criteria, no gross stuff

personally i dont like writing prompts surrounded by cheating so most likely i wont write it

anything overly graphic (gorey), yes i understand that this is creepypasta but there are some things that i just simply wont write; however implied/minor gore is allowed to an extent

really asides from that im mostly chill with anything, but on the off chance you send in something that makes me uncomfy/a request i feel i cant fulfill, i will do my best to communicate that

ohoh also! unfortunately i do not take oc requests :(! no hate to oc x canon, esp since im part of that community, but i just dont trust myself to be able to do justice or your oc TToTT

if i turn down a request it is nothing against you or your wants, please do not take it personally ^^;

will write;

fluff and angst, along with specific scenarios! im fine with most angst but as said above, if a prompt cannot be done i will communicate that!

the reader by default is GN/is not referred to with pronouns outside of like. they/you/your, the POV i write in is kinda inconsistent tbh ,, but i am comfy with writing for specific genders + trans readers, although i admit im not sure how much pronouns or gendered things will come into play unless gender is the main point of the request

im fine with poly! though ive yet to actually. write poly

i dont just write romantic hcs! im down with platonic/familial ones as well!

again im not at all picky with things, and once again, i will communicate if something cant be done

added thing since im not sure where else to put it! by default i write short hcs and scenarios, short fics being very rare on this acc since im not confident in my writing; so !! yeah!! there isnt a real limit to how many characters you can ask for per request but it should be noted that the more characters there are, the shorter each section will likely be

list of characters i will write for!

if a character has a * by their name there will be added notes on how i write for them/special rules stated after the list

Slenderman

Trenderman

Splendorman

Masky/Tim*

Hoodie/Brian*

Laughing Jack

Eyeless Jack

Ticci Toby**

Jeff*

Jane*

Ben*

Nina*

Puppeteer*

Bloody Painter*

Zalgo*(?)

added character notes:

for characters that are minors in their source (jeff, jane, ben, and toby and nina) i will not be writing any romantic hcs; thats just a personal boundary of mine and while i dont think its particually gross or problematic depending on context, its not something i myself feel comfortable writing for! however i am more than willing to write platonic or family hcs for the characters stated above!

onto the proxies! im still figuring out how i wanna write them but i wanted to blend together the creepypasta take and the og marble hornets version into something new (mostly for my au) however due to my brain forgetting most the stuff that happens in MH (i gotta rewatch it, bad) it more so leans into the creepypasta take of these characters! i also by default write tim and masky as different characters, and the same for brian !!

main reason for puppeteer and bloody painter having the star is because im not too well versed in their lore but im willing to write them! though i am struggling to find a consistent source on helens age so ill be going off the fandom wiki (with a grain of salt) that hes in his 20s-

zalgo is a weird case because in my au he does indeed exist but also isnt?? okay so hes more so this untouchable being/mostly nontangible; like the dude is more so like a sentient force of nature bordering on something incomprehensible rather than being a person; more of a concept if anything... but because i want a challenge, and because i need to flesh him out in general im making him an available character!

but yeah i think thats mostly it! this post ended up being longer than i intended but i fully blame that on me being totally incapable of shortening things down 😭😭

#creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta imagines #laughing jack x reader #eyeless jack x reader #slenderman x reader #splendorman x reader #trenderman x reader #puppeteer x reader #bloody painter x reader #zalgo x reader #crp #masky x reader #hoodie x reader

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griffonsgrove · 9 months

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~~ Welcome to my Blog ! ~~

Ello! I’m Night!! I’m new to the whole Tumblr writing blog, but I made this account to get out any ideas or drabbles that I may have during fandom brain rot (which I frequently have) and to also help enhance my writing ability!

First and foremost, I am an artist, so I may draw little doodles to go with certain head canons, drabbles or one shots! it helps me to visualize the story more!

So without further ado, let me tell you what i’m interested in!!

FANDOMS I’LL WRITE FOR :

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(Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss)

Alastor

Vox

Valentino

Angel Dust

Husk

Sir Pentious

Lucifer

Stolas

Mammon

Asmodeus/Fizzaroli

Blitz

Striker

Loona

(Creepypasta)

Slenderman

Trenderman

Eyeless Jack

Zalgo

Jeff the Killer

Ben Drowned

Splendorman

Offenderman

Masky (Tim)

Hoodie (Brian)

Laughing Jack

Jane the Killer

(Gravity Falls)

Bill Cipher

Stanford Pines

Stanley Pines

(Slashers)

Ghostface (Billy and Stu)

Thomas Hewitt

Bubba Sawyer

Freddy Kruger

Jason Vorhees

Yautja (The Predator)

Pennywise

Art the Clown

Micheal Myers

RZ!Micheal Myers

Brahms Heelshire

(Across The Spider-Verse)

Miguel O’Hara

Hobie Brown

Peter B. Parker

The Spot

(Villainous)

Black Hat

Dr. Flug

Demencia

5.0.5 (Platonic)

Penumbra

(Stranger Things)

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Jim Hopper

Billy Hargrove

Johnathan Byers

What I Will Write:

Headcanons

One-shots

Drabbles

Smut/Nsfw

Platonic Relationships

Self-Insert/OC’s

Moderate gore/Body Horror

X readers

(Ask about kinks and fetishes)

What I Will Not Write:

absolutely NO minor x adult relationships (unless they’re strictly platonic)

I typically won’t do Canon Character x Canon Character ships, just because I’ve never really done so! Idk if i’d be good at it

I probably have more to add to this list, but i’ll add to it later on

Now that, that’s outta the way! I'm opening writing requests!! Please feel free to send in any type of request you’d want to see done, into my inbox!

Currently since I'm out of college for the summer, I have a lot of free time to explore and pump out new work! As I’ve said before, I really want to try and enhance my writing ability so that it can be better for the future!

So i’d really appreciate this post being shared or just you guys sending in a small request, or drabble idea to get me started! I’m really excited to get started on this page and explore further, Until then have a great day! <333

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notbadforafailedvessel · 1 year

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Resident Evil backstory generator

Find out your backstory for the Resident Evil universe! Some scenarios generated won't make sense canonically because it's pretty random, but just have fun! Write down your results (And some head canons if you want) for yourself or an OC and tag me or reblog this so I can read it!

Birth Month - Figure out who you're related to:

January - Albert Wesker February - Jill Valentine March - Mother Miranda April - House Heisenberg May - Ada Wong June - Leon Kennedy July - Barry Burton August - House Moreau September - Chris and Claire Redfield October - House Dimitrescu November - Rebecca Chambers December - Ethan Winters

First Letter of First Name - What Game Your Story Takes Place In:

A - Resident Evil: Outbreak B - Resident Evil: Revelations 2 C - Resident Evil 8 D - Resident Evil 5 E - Resident Evil 7 F - Resident Evil: Code Veronica G - Resident Evil: Revelations H - Resident Evil 4 I - Resident Evil 6 J - Resident Evil K - Resident Evil 3 (Remake) L - Resident Evil: Code Veronica M - Resident Evil 7 N - Resident Evil: Zero O - Resident Evil: Outbreak P - Resident Evil 3: Nemesis Q - Resident Evil 2 (Remake) R - Resident Evil 8 S - Resident Evil 2 T - Resident Evil 5 U - Resident Evil 8 V - Resident Evil: Code Veronica W - Resident Evil X - Resident Evil 6 Y - Resident Evil 3: Nemesis Z - Resident Evil 4

First Letter Of Last Name - Who Your Partner Is

A - Piers Nivens B - Chris Redfield C - Jill Valentine D - Ethan Winters E - Leon Kennedy F - Carlos Oliveira G - Sheva Alomar H - Moira Burton I - Claire Redfield J - Ada Wong K - Sherry Birkin (Grown Up) L - Barry Burton M - Jake Muller N - Mia Winters O - Leon Kennedy P - Barry Burton Q - Chris Redfield R - Sheva Alomar S - Claire Redfield T - Ada Wong U - Carlos Oliveira V - Jill Valentine W - Ethan Winters X - Zoe Baker Y - Piers Nivens Z - Leon Kennedy

Favorite Color: The Main Villain You're Fighting Against

Red - Nemesis T Type Orange - Albert Wesker Yellow - Chief Brian Irons Green - Mr. X Blue - Mother MIranda Purple - Derek Simmons Pink - Lord Osmund Saddler Brown - Lord Karl Heisenberg Black - Alex Wesker White - Lady Alcina Dimitrescu

Favorite Voice Line (Out of the ones provided): Who You Save

No thanks, bro! (Leon Kennedy) - You save Ada Wong

I'm not gonna die on you and leave you in a cold, cruel, Carlos-less world. (Carlos Oliveira) - You save Jill Valentine

Hmm... Starting to go a little stale (Alcina Dimitrescu) - You save Rosemary Winters

You want S.T.A.R.S? I'll give you S.T.A.R.S! (Jill Valentine) - You save Carlos Oliveira

You were almost a Jill Sandwich. (Barry Burton) - You save Chris Redfield

This is getting old. Saving your ass - That's twice. (Ada Wong) - You save Leon Kennedy

I'm sick of bugs! (Ethan Winters) - You save Mia Winters

I'm going to murder that boulder-punching asshole, but you're first! (Karl Heisenberg) - You save Ethan Winters

Staaaars! (Nemesis) - You save Mikhail Viktor

What're ya buyin'? (The merchant) - You save The Duke

My results:

I'm related to Ethan Winters (I'm hating this already 😒😂).

My story takes place in Resident Evil 4.

My partner is Claire Redfield.

The main villain I'm fighting against is Mother Miranda (after having Ethan as my relative, I think I would prefer to make team with Mother Miranda to get rid of him 😂😂😂 afterwards I deal with her 😌).

I'm saving Leon Kennedy.

Thank you so much for tagging me, @ctitan98! This was fun. I really don't know many RE fans here so I wouldn't know who to tag, but if you see this and you want to do it, go ahead pls!

#residentevil.txt #hd.txt

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ladystardust-thinks · 1 year

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Hello There!

My loves,

my name is Ronnie and i try to write. I write for some specific franchises and characters because I'm a tad bit uncultured and I have not watched a lot of stuff. This post will be a list of people I write for and you can request fics. I only write OC and x readers though. I am very sorry if that is not what you are interested in.

the people in italics are those I prefer to write the most about right now (bc I'm just a girl and I have phases ok?) and those in bold are the people I have a request in my inbox so works for them are basically coming soon

Any of the Marauders!

Any of the Daisy Jones and the Six girls!

DJATS; Eddie Roundtree, Warren Rojas

Kingsman; Eggsy, Roxy

Celebrities?; Tom Blyth, Taron Egerton, Taylor Swift, Florence Pugh, Joe Mazzello, Hailee Steinfeld, Suki Waterhouse, Josh Whitehouse, Maya Hawke, Joseph Quinn, Joe Keery

Stranger Things; Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington, Chrissy Cunningham

misc; tom blyth's!billy the kid, eloise bridgerton, razzle dingley, brian may, roger taylor, paris geller, rory gilmore, lorelai gilmore, jess mariano

Any Spiderverse Character!!

ATTENTION!

this list is not limited, if you have any request about the marvel or star wars universe send it around.

I do not write rpf (real people fiction) smut! The celebrity members list only includes fluff and light angst! I am not sure if I will be writing smut in general.

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prpfs · 2 months

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About Me: 21+. She/Her. EST. I write on Discord but plot on Tumblr. I write in third person, past tense and around 2-4 paragraphs. I work full-time during the week so replies usually take 2-3 days. Because of my limited amount of free time, I don't double. 👻

Please read everything and be 21+ to interact!!!

What I'm Looking For: Various horror/horror-esque/supernatural fandom threads. I prefer canon x canon but will take on some canon x OC (I'm just picky with those so don't be offended if I turn your OC down). I'm only looking for MxM ships for my male muses and am open to MxF or FxF with my female muses. Because of the nature of most of these fandoms, NSFW is likely to come up to some degree or other. When it comes to smut, I'm okay with writing it or forgetting about it altogether.

I'll be listing the fandoms and my main muse(s) from them. Anyone in bold I'm especially interested in writing as right now.

Behind the Mask - Leslie Vernon

NBC Hannibal - Brian Zeller, Frederick Chilton, Will Graham

Killer Klowns from Outer Space - Dave Hanson, Mike Tobacco

The Lost Boys - David

Saw - Mark Hoffman, William Schenk

Scream - Billy Loomis, Dewey Riley, Jill Roberts, Mickey Altieri, Richie Kirsch

Supernatural - Arthur Ketch, Azazel, Benny Lafitte, Chuck Shurley, Dean Winchester, Lucifer, Mick Davies

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre - Drayton Sawyer, Charlie Hewitt Jr., Johnny Sawyer, Nubbins Sawyer, Tex Sawyer, Tinker Sawyer

The Walking Dead - Beth Greene, Gabriel Stokes, Gareth, Merle Dixon, Paul Rovia, Shane Walsh

If you'd like to work something out, please like this post. It may take me a few days to get back to you because I'm both wary and weary of being shadowbanned for sending too many messages at once.

like if you're interested and op will reach out

#21+ rp #discord rp #behind the mask rp #nbc hannibal rp #killer klowns from outer space rp #the lost boys rp #saw rp #scream rp #supernatural rp #tcm rp #twd rp #fandom rp #fandom roleplay

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Jock - Peter Parker X (Tall) Female Reader

Title: Jock

Peter Parker X (Tall) Female Reader

Additional Characters: Ned, MJ, Tiffany (OC), Natalie (OC), Debbie (OC), Luella (OC), Brian Willcroft (OC), and May (Mentioned)

WC: 3,520

(Can you find the secret code?)

Warnings: Nervousness, annoying boys, Reader's slightly tomboyish, Reader wears dress, Reader wears heels, Reader plays basketball, Reader is tall (possibly 5'9" or taller), slight angst, and fluff

Tossing the basketball, you watched it in slow motion as it flew in the air. With bated breath, you watched as it hit the basket's rim, swirling and swirling... Until... It went in!

"YES!" You pumped your fist in triumph as your teammates cheered behind you. Rushing up to you, they hoisted you up and into their arms, chanting your name. You had just won the house game.

With a bright smile, you glanced toward the bleachers, spotting a brunette that had always caught your eye. Peter Parker. He was in three of your classes and has been for almost three years. His grades were always perfect, and he never missed an exam, so he easily got good grades. He was also very sweet. You didn't talk much, and when you did it never lasted longer than a couple of minutes. Peter was a very shy guy, you've noticed. He didn't really look you in the eye when you had spoken, but that didn't bother you. To you, he was adorable.

Your teammates dropped you back to the ground as they congratulated you and clapped you on the back. Your coach gave you a thumbs-up as you traveled back into the locker room. You let out a sigh, the adrenaline that was pumping in your veins draining.

"I can't believe we did it!" Tiffany cheered, opening her locker and grabbing her clothes.

Natalie nodded along, grabbing her lip gloss from her bag as she reapplied it, "I know, we beat those Thundercats." Her country accent was strong.

You opened your own locker, grabbing your own clothes, "I can't believe it either. I was worried for a moment there." You let out a breathy laugh.

"Girl? Worried? We had it in the bag since the moment we walked out onto the gym court." Debbie sassed, snapping her fingers in the air briefly before she walked off to the dressing rooms. As she passed you, she paused, "We won because of you, you know You're our new MVP."

Nodding again, you closed your locker, "Yeah, thanks, guys." Fixing your team hoodie, you waved goodbye to the other girls and left the locker room, heading to your actual school locker.

Peter fumbled with the lock on his locker as he quietly cursed under his breath. He had let the school's janitor know that his lock had been being a jerk lately, but it seemed like the guy hadn't been around to fix it yet. Finally, with an 'aha!' Peter got it open, scrambling to grab his notebooks for homework he'd have to do later. He then shut his locker, jumping back in surprise when he saw you, leaning up against the locker beside him staring at him.

"Hello, Peter." You greeted the shocked boy as you looked down at him, a small smirk on your face.

"Hey Y/N." Peter stuttered, blushing, unable to look you in the eyes completely.

"I saw you watched the game tonight..." You began crossing your arms.

"Hm?" Peter asked, looking over at you, confused, before his eyes widened, "Oh, yeah, I did."

You hummed, "If you don't mind me asking, why did you come to the game? I've been trying to get you to come to one for a while now." You laughed, biting your lip briefly, "You always said you had homework to get to."

Peter nodded, rubbing the back of his neck, "Well, I did have homework to do most of those nights."

You let out a small laugh, "Peter Parker, always doing his homework. I bet you could go one day without studying or anything." You let out a sigh, "You're smarter than me." You looked down at him adoringly.

"You're smart too, Y/N." Peter proclaimed looking right at you, holding his notebooks close to his chest, "Your mark in math almost beat mine."

You couldn't help but blush as you shook your head, "Well, thank you, Peter. That's nice of you to say."

Peter smiled awkwardly as he glanced away, "But, uh, you did good. At the game. It was really impressive."

You bit your lip, "Thanks, Peter."

The two of you stood in silence for a while, not knowing what else to say. Peter cleared his throat softly, glancing over at you for a moment, "I guess I should be going now. Have a good night, Y/N."

Smiling gently, you nodded, "I should too, have a good night too, Peter.

-..

Peter nodded before walking off. The two of you made eye contact once more, before he turned away quickly, rushing out of the building. Stuffing your hands in your hoodie pockets, you sighed, glancing back at the doors walked through. You were usually good at talking to others, but with Peter, it was difficult. You felt incredibly nervous talking to him, worried you'd scare him off. You were a pretty tall girl, one of the tallest in the school. A lot of people were intimidated by you. And you even thought some guys would be too intimidated by you to talk to you or ask you out, but it was actually the exact opposite. A lot of other guys at the school tried to ask you out, even to the upcoming homecoming, but you declined. You didn't want to go with them... You wanted to go with Peter.

Walking down the sidewalk, Peter huffed as it started to rain. Hunching over slightly, Peter walked a bit faster as he made it to his apartment with Aunt May. The butterflies were flying everywhere in his stomach. That had to have been the longest conversation he had with you. He hoped to god that you couldn't hear his racing heart. Peter had known you since he was a freshman. You were in his math class and always raised your hand when the teacher asked a question. Thinking back, that was probably when he knew he had a crush on you. You had a bright smile on your face as your arm was raised persistently in the air. The sun flowing through the window cast you in a gold light. And when he found out that you played basketball and were the captain of the basketball team... Yeah, that's when he knew you were out of his league. Peter wasn't even really bothered by the fact that you were taller than him, he actually kind of liked it.

The next afternoon, Peter sat at his back table with Ned and MJ, picking around at his food as Ned nudged him on the shoulder. "You go to the game?" He asked, and Peter looked up at him, nodding. Ned smirked a little, "Ditching our video game night to see your crush dunk some hoops?" He teased and Peter sighed, wishing he'd never told Ned about his crush on you.

MJ smiled behind her milk as she drank, "You still on about that?" She asked, looking at Peter with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "It didn't know that she was the one that you've been blabbering on and on about." She continued…

She did know, MJ knew everything.

"She is not some girl. Y/N is a woman." Peter remarked, pointing his plastic spork at MJ, before sighing down at his tray.

MJ's eyes widened slightly, "Wow, you're really into her. I mean... I get it. She's cute." She agreed, taking a bite of her lunch, "But, you haven't really spoken to her that much, have you?"

"And you've known her for what? Three years?" Ned added and Peter sighed.

"540 days... Plus when I ran into her at the grocery store with May."

Ned's eyes widened in excitement. "Oh! I remember you told me!"

MJ turned to the two, faking her own excitement, cause she really didn't care, "Oh, Peter, hiding secrets from me?"

Peter rolled his eyes, "I only hid it because I knew you'd make fun of me."

MJ gave him a deadpan stare, "Oh, and yet you told Ned? No offense." She added and Ned shrugged.

"None taken. Anyway! Basically, he was with May and they were getting food and stuff when Y/N said hi to Peter and May teased him.” Ned grinned wide, eating some of his mashed potatoes.

Peter groaned as he looked back down to his tray, pushing his own mashed potatoes around.

"Isn't that the boy you like? Peter Porter or something?" Debbie asked, and you quickly shushed her, glancing at the table Peter and his friends were sitting at.

"Debbie! Be quiet, he'll hear. I don't want him to know yet."

"Why?" Natalie asked as she french braided Tiffany's auburn hair. "The faster he knows the faster you'll get together." She spoke as if she knew that would happen.

"I don't even know if he likes me that way. I know he's shy and all but I don't want him to be scared of me."

Luella, the team's point guard quickly spoke, "Honey, I'd do it now, rather than later. Don't want another nerd to snatch him away." She spoke, taking a bite of mashed potatoes.

Before you could say anything more, a shadow loomed over you, making you sigh. For the past month, Brain, the school's quarterback, kept asking you to homecoming with him. For some reason, the guy didn't know what no, meant no.

"Hey, princess, how are you doing?" He asked, placing his hands on the table beside you, locking you in from behind.

You shuddered with disgust as you sneered, "Don't call me princess, Willcroft." You growled, jabbing back your elbow into his stomach, making him back away.

He raised his hands in defense, "Alright, alright, just wanted to tell you that you looked amazing in those basketball shorts during your game." He smirked as you turned around and stared up at him.

"Brain, do you want to know how amazing a black eye would look on you right now?" You asked, crossing your arms as slowly, as the girls of your team turned around, ready to team up with you if anything went too crazy.

Brain shrugged, "Just take the compliment. Anyway, homecoming is just around the-"

"Back off, Willcroft. The lady says no." A voice spoke up, turning you smiled up at the loner of the school.

Brain rolled his eyes, mumbling a 'whatever' before walking back to his table. You turned and smiled up at the protector.

"Thanks, MJ. Came just in time, I was just about to beat his face in."

MJ shrugged, crossing her arms, "Just doing my job."

You had been in two of MJ's classes in sophomore year, and during those two years, you'd become 'sort of' friends with her.

"Well, I'm gonna head back to my table. You girls have fun." She spoke before walking off.

You turned back to your team, and went back to your food. The conversation from before was gone.

-.-.

Peter watched as MJ sat back in her seat across from the two boys. "Well, I just saved your future girlfriend. I'd ask her to homecoming soon if I were you." MJ began, resuming her eating. "A lot of people have been asking her."

Peter's eyes widened, "How did you know I was planning to ask her?"

Ned sputtered a laugh, "Planning" He asked before shrugging. "So, are you going to ask her or what?" He questioned, leaning forward on his elbows as Peter nodded his head.

"I'm going to ask her. I will. I just- I just don't know how." Pete admitted, staring at his plate.

"You better do it soon. Homecoming is Saturday."

..---

Friday came quicker than Peter thought possible. For the past two days, he'd been planning, ( He'd practiced a million times in front of his mirror, but nothing seemed perfect enough. His palms were sweaty, his heart was beating a mile a minute, and his stomach was making him feel sick. Ned and MJ had made him a plan. The plan was just to outright ask her. The hard part, besides coming up with the right words to use, was actually doing it. Peter didn't know why'd you even say yes to him. He was a nerd and you were a jock. Normally in those rom-com movies, the two did get together, but this was real life. (Even though he did get bit by a radioactive spider).

Waiting by your locker this time, Peter looked at his calculator watch as he wanted for your practice to be over. He'd spent most of his time in the library, but he didn't want to miss you if you came out early, so Peter left half an hour before your practice let out. Replaying his small speech for you out in his head, he looked down at the small scratches, marks, and other imperfections on the ground as the locker doors opened up. Your team came shuffling out, a couple of the members noticing Peter and giggling amongst themselves. Lastly, you came out, stopping when you saw Peter at your locker, obviously waiting for you. You bit your lip as you wandered over, clearing your throat as you gained his attention.

"Hi..." You began, smiling down at him as Peter looked at you, the floor, and back.

"Hi." He greeted, scratching his cheek gently before he spoke again, "How was practice?" He asked and you leaned sideways against the locker beside yours, shrugging.

"It was alright. I uh, hope you weren't waiting for long?" You hesitantly asked, not knowing if Peter was waiting for you at all. Then again, he was standing at your locker.

Peter shook his head, "No, it's fine. I need time to think."

You tilted your head slightly, "Think about what?" You asked softly, stuffing your hands in your team hoodie's pocket.

"How-" Peter paused, pursing his lips as he narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself. You waited, letting him contain his thoughts. You just watched him, watching as his brown eyes flickered from you and to the floor. The way his hair was slightly a mess as if he'd run his hand through it over a hundred times already, his freckles standing out against his pale skin, the way his fingers curled slightly at the ends as h Your cheeks grew warm at the thought of how adorable he looked. And then there was his smile, so beautiful. You had never seen anyone so perfect as he was. Finally, Peter looked up at you, and you could see the hesitance in his eyes, "I was wondering if you'd like to go to homecoming with me?" You froze.

What did he just say?

You blinked once. Twice. Three times before you finally managed to speak, "What?"

"Um," Peter started, looking at his feet, his shoulders rising up slightly as if he was trying to shrug his anxiety off. "I wanted to know if you'd... If you would like to go to homecoming with me. If not that's totally fine, I get-"

"I would love to." You interrupted him, a bright, surprised smile on your face. "Sorry about the delayed answer, I just couldn't believe my ears. I couldn't believe you would want to go with me." You let out a happy laugh.

Peter furrowed his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean?" He asked and you shrugged, feeling your face flush as you looked away from Peter, feeling shy.

"I mean, I just didn't believe that you, this smart, kind, handsome, talented guy, would ever want to go with me. I'm a basketball player, and I hate to use this word, jock. I'm pretty tall, which slightly intimidates others... Why would you wanna go with me?"

"Because you're you. You're different from everyone else here. You're sweet and thoughtful. And your smile is breathtaking... Why wouldn't I ask you?" Peter slightly ranted, unable to stop the words from coming out of his mouth.

Your eyes widened, blushing lightly as you felt your cheeks heat up even more. "Do you mean that? You really want to go with me?" You asked, not sure if he was just saying it to make you feel better or if he was serious.

Peter smiled softly, shaking his head, "I do, Y/N."

You straightened, smirking lightly, "Well then," You began, leaning your hand against the locker at Peter's head, "I can't wait."

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Adjusting your dress, you double-checked yourself in the mirror before nodding at your reflection. The dress was a deep blue color, the material was soft under your touch and hugged you tightly, your body accentuating each dip and line of your curves. It was simple yet elegant, with the sleeves coming just above your elbows, the neckline high but not too high, and the skirt hugging your hips nicely as they flared out near the tops of your thighs. Lastly, was the high slit that went up your leg, showing just the slightest hint of your legs and a few inches of your upper thigh.

Hearing the doorbell, you rushed and grabbed your bag, quickly making your way down the stairs and grabbing your black heels. Your mother came into the entryway from the living room, smiling once she saw your outfit. "You look amazing, darling. Have fun, alright?" She spoke and you nodded, grabbing your bag and grabbing the door handle. Letting out a breath, you opened the door, finding a very nervous Peter at the front steps.

Shuffling his feet, Peter looked up as the door opened, eyes widening, Peter's jaw dropped "Wow." Was all that came out of his mouth as he watched your every move. The way you did your hair and everything else... Overall, you looked extremely beautiful. "Wow..." He said again breathily, "Wow..."

You blushed, giggling as you shut the door behind you. "Thank you, Peter. You look rather 'wow' too." You teased as you made it to May's car Peter was borrowing.

"You look more than 'wow', Y/N." Peter spoke as he helped you into the passenger seat.

From then on, the rest of the ride was peaceful, the soft sound of 'I Love Rock In' Roll' playing on the speakers.

Entering the dance, you looked around t, taking in the sights. It was a large room with the cafeteria seats, the lights dimmed, and only a small stage set up. At the end of the stage sat a DJ, jamming out at his set up.

Before either of you could say anything, Ned and MJ ran up to you.

"Y/N... Looking good." MJ complimented, as you nodded in thanks.

"MJ, loving the drip." You remarked back as Ned wiggled his eyebrows at Peter.

"You did it, buddy. Good job." Ned whispered and Peter smiled.

"Thanks, man."

"Well," You began, speaking loud enough for Peter to hear, "I was just about to steal Peter for a dance." You spoke, looping your arm with his.

MJ and Ned smirked and nodded, "Go have fun you two lovebirds." MJ spoke, shooing you off as you almost dragged Peter to the somewhat full dancefloor.

Slowly, a slow song began to play, you placed your arms around Peter's shoulder as he rested his hands on your waist. You stared down at Peter as the two of you danced, Peter looking up at you with his deep brown eyes His dark locks fell forward slightly, resting on both sides of his forehead. It was slightly messy, but you could tell that he tried to tame it. Slowly, you moved your hands to the back of Peter's neck, twirling the ends of his soft curly hair in between your fingers. Peter licked his lips as he stared up at you, his fingers on your waist gripping you as his heart raced faster and faster. You were looking down at him, his lips parting as he took in a shaky breath.

"You look so... Stunning, Y/N." He breathed, making you smile.

"Why thank you, Peter." You replied, biting your lips as you glanced from his eyes to his lips, and back. They looked so soft and so inviting. So close. So close…

Peter's eyes flicked towards your lips and then back up to your eyes once more before you realized what he was doing. You did notice, however, feeling your own heart race as you licked your lips, your chest rising rapidly. You slowly leaned forward, pausing with only centimeters between you two. You didn't want to kiss him if he didn't want to kiss you, so you waited and it wasn't long until Peter pressed his lips to yours. A soft sigh left your parted lips when his soft lips met yours. The kiss was gentle yet passionate, Peter standing on his toes a bit as his hand tangled into your ha You pulled away after a moment, gazing deeply into his eyes as you smiled up at him. He smiled back, tilting his head slightly as he brought your face back down to his. Kissing Peter was a complete and utter experience, nothing like any other. You couldn't describe how much you loved it, but it was absolutely incredible. As if nothing mattered, as if time had stopped. Nothing but you two.

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