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lemonmintbreezeb · 27 days
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Marauders rated on kissing skill. Argue with the wall.
James: 8/10. He has full lips and knows how to use them but he gets excited sometimes and it gets messy
Remus: 9/10. He’s the Casanova for a reason. He was a natural for his first kiss with lily in 4th year and she made sure everyone knew
Sirius: 7/10. Pretends he knows what he’s doing but is in his head too much
Peter: 6/10. Very passive kisser. Extremely timid. Makes you wonder if he’s actually enjoying it but it’s not awful
Lily: 8/10. She check in with Marlene every few months to see if the score has improved. Platonically of course.
Mary: 8/10. Is extremely offended.
Marlene: 9/10. Tries to be humble and fails. “If you ever wanna practice…”
Dorcas: 8/10. Gets into it very quickly. She likes kissing for the sake of kissing. Plus her girlfriend is good at it.
Evan: 5/10 for his first kiss, has improved to an 8/10 with Bartys help. Similar to Peter but relaxes into it with time.
Barty: 10/10. Actually modest about it but everyone knows. Combination of natural talent and practice. Leaves your head spinning type of kiss. Loves biting
Regulus: 9/10. Barty was his first kiss and was a quick learner. Sirius hates this. James hates this. Evan hates this. Barty and Reg think it’s hilarious. Quiet confidence in his kissing, likes to take charge.
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kiyoors · 4 months
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tsukishima kei x reader
warnings: afab! reader, mentions of unprotected sex, unclear relationship between reader and tsukki, kei is bad at feelings
you hear tsukishima shuffling in the bathroom as you lay on his bed.
looking up at his ceiling, you try to figure him out: is he the kind of guy who’ll kick a girl out after he sleeps with her? will he let you stay? should you get dressed and make a run for it while he’s busy?
instead, you stay where you are, only choosing to drape your arm over your face, the crook of your elbow resting over your eyes. you close them. you’ll leave it up to him to decide what he wants to do with you.
would he walk you home if he kicked you out?
eyes still closed, you hear him come back into the room. you brace yourself for rejection and the eventual walk of shame.
the bed dips as he kneels on it, inching closer to you.
you feel him tap the side of your naked thigh, “open your legs,” he says
you do so, choosing not to remove your arm from covering your face until you feel him clean the mess in between your thighs with a damp hand towel. you guess it’s the least he could do before kicking you out— given that most of the mess is his.
he sighs once he’s finished, discarding the rag, eyes still not meeting yours as he makes his way to the dresser across the room.
“you…” he drags the question out as he rummages through the top drawer.
“want a shirt?”
you hum, and he throws it over to you.
he’s pacing the room again, picking up the various clothing items you were each wearing before the night’s encounter.
you see him fold your pants, the shirt you were wearing, and your bra. he picks up your panties and finally, shyly, meets your gaze, cheeks coloring.
he throws these at you, too. you to put them on.
he’s back to his drawers, pulling out a clean pair of sweatpants for himself. the waistband rests low on his waist as he finally, finally, comes back to bed.
“umm,”
you take this as your cue to leave, sitting up and moving to the edge of the bed, searching his room for your phone, your keys, your wallet.
“i tend to run pretty cold at night,” he begins, clearing his throat, “do you want an extra blanket incase-
“are you leaving?”
he cuts himself off when he realizes you’re collecting your belongings, your pants already in hand, waiting for you to put them on.
you feel like a deer caught in headlights. your mouth falling open into a soundless oh.
“you want me to stay?” you ask him, unsure
immediately, tsukishima gets defensive, closing himself off, “i mean, no one’s forcing you to.”
he looks away, and you feel like hitting yourself with a hammer repeatedly.
“text me when you get home.” is all he says, still not meeting your eyes.
“tsukki-”
“what.” his tone is harsh. he’s furiously picking at the skin around his cuticles.
“i-i want to stay,” you tell him, nearing him where he is sitting on the edge of his bed. while he still pretends to be upset, he’s readily parting his legs for you to nestle in between them, burrowing his head in your stomach as you stand in front of him, your fingers immediately moving to scratch his scalp the way he likes. his hands gently cup your ass, bringing you closer.
tsukishima breathes in the scent of you and him mixed together through his shirt. you’re good to him. too good sometimes.
the truth is he wants you to stay in his bed (and his heart, and his life) forever.
“call me kei,” he tells you finally, softly, “s’the least you can do after asking me to cum inside you.”
“kei,” you say, smile on your lips, savoring the syllable, “can you get me an extra blanket?”
he huffs, pulling you down to lay beside him, “you won’t need one after i’m done with you.”
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koroart · 7 months
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Behold! Dadrigue and sons doodles !! ✨
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animusicnerd · 7 months
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Neighbor!Reader
Miguel O’Hara who’s scared to let anyone in again.
-He keeps his guard up on a daily basis. Shoulders always tense but still straight as he looks at you from across the balcony. His eyes narrowing and studying every move you make as you continued to speak about your day. He jumps a bit when he sees you suddenly stand, the hairs on his neck raising as if he were in danger, but he relaxes as you give him a smile, waving goodbye as you step back inside your apartment.
Miguel O’Hara who unconsciously looks for you.
-It’s becoming a silly habit to check in on you, whether it be as Spider-Man or just as Miguel O’Hara. Lyla teases him about it, asking why he missed you so much when you just greeted him this morning as you passed each other in the halls. Every time he has to catch an anomaly in his dimension—your dimension—his eyes make sure you’re never at the scene of the accident and always breathing out a sigh of relief when he doesn’t see you.
Miguel O’Hara who goes to his apartment just to see you.
-He practically lives in the Spider Society now, sleeping at his desk or retreating to his apartment there if he had the energy, yet he still preferred to go back to the home neighboring yours. He liked seeing you in the mornings, groggy but still smiling as the two of you talked meaningless things. His mind goes a mile a minute as he sees you yawn, your knit cardigan rolling off your shoulders. He nearly reaches out to put it back until he realizes he can’t and you burst into laughter, appreciating the sentiment as you spot his outstretched hand.
Miguel O’Hara who realizes he needs you.
-He needs you to talk to him from your respective balconies, eyes nearly closed and words slurring together as you cradle a cup of coffee in your hands. He needs you to wave at him as you pass each other in the hallways. He needs to hear his name fall from your lips in the mornings you talk with each other. He needs to see that red and blue knit cardigan on your shoulders, shielding you from Neuva York’s cold mornings. He needs you safe and alive and with him.
Miguel O’Hara who would never let himself have you.
-Not after seeing Gabi disintegrate in his arms. Her beautiful little face panicking as she cried out for him, glitching in his arms as he ran, ran as fast as he could as if he could ever stop the universe from fixing his selfish mistake. He shuts down, never returning to the apartment near yours, not wanting to face you, not after hearing the soft “I love you” from your variant before your voice got cut off. He convinces himself that you don’t need him. You would die if you were with him.
-The little touches on his shoulder, the sleepy grins, the teasing remarks, the greetings in the hallways you never meant any of it. You were neighbors, and it was time for Miguel to leave that apartment anyway.
Besides, you don’t need Miguel O’Hara fucking up everything as he always does.
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chenouttachen · 2 months
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how alan spends the aftermath of… everything… speaks volumes about his relationship with jeff.
after losing a loved one and going through all that he did, it would be so easy for alan to throw himself into work at the garage. it’s always been his baby, his joy, and he’d be surrounded by reminders of way and the memories they shared. it would also be natural for him to surround himself with pack family, but he doesn’t do either of these things.
he stays at jeff’s house. they don’t stay at alan’s, which has always been the safe house for them all. no, they stay at jeff’s tiny condo. and he stays there for days, curled up in jeff’s bed, not seeking anything or anyone else.
not only is this a pretty apt portrayal of the emptiness and despair that often comes with grief, but also the desire to spend as much time with the people closest to you, while you can.
understandably, he wants to be close to the man he loves after going through something so awful. he wants to stay wrapped in a bubble where the two of them are safe and secure and untouchable. he loves jeff so much he can’t bear to be apart from him.
but what really gets me, is that alan and jeff have clearly reached a new level of intimacy in their relationship.
jeff is such a private person who has been so closed off for so long. he’s been hesitant to touch alan, to get too close, but now it’s different.
despite knowing all of jeff’s reservations, alan is unflinchingly comfortable in his lover’s space. he never once apologises for taking up jeff’s time or room or energy. not only does he love this man, but he believes in the love jeff has for him too. he doesn’t see himself as a burden to jeff, because he knows that the younger man wants to take care of him. he knows that jeff wants him to feel safe and warm and loved. and he does.
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sneezypoo · 6 months
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heather !!
gyaru design by @planetpanini !!
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i’ve never drawn heather wtffff colouring her hair was so fun acc drawing the whole thing was
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nightmarebrigade · 3 months
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The 5sos boys in THEIR colours✨
Ashton: Blue
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Calum: Green
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Luke: Red
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And of course, Michael: Pink!
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kays-artstuff · 18 days
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chellestrash · 21 days
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him.
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I hate my brain sometimes cause it just paralleled Constance Blackwood and Richie lipshitz as I was trying to fall asleep
They both finally started to appreciate and love their lives right before they died. That’s it
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blaithnne · 11 months
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its pride month gerda.
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porsweaters · 5 months
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Be honest do you think they’ve ever dreamed a little dream of each other
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kataux · 1 month
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damn the two birds by regina spektor symbolism with trobed huh. like you had his dna patched with the dna of a homing pigeon. so he’d come back. he didn’t. one bird tries to fly away, and the other? there’s a birds nest that’s messing with the wifi. we have to make sure the mother comes back. i think there’s one bird left. i think all birds have to leave the nest one day actually. let the bird fly away. watching him close from that wire.
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daydreaming-en-pointe · 4 months
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Meet my OC Spider-Weaver (Spider-Woman, Earth 50513)
For the next few paras I’m gonna rant abt my spidersona :D this might not make any sense at all bc I’m just rambling at this point but here we go anyway! (a small warning, this is going to be a LONG post)
All images are from Pinterest!
TW: Mentions of death, some queerphobia/homophobia (judgemental aunties suck)
Name: Nikita Raina (pronounced Rhi-na like rhino but with an ‘a’ at the end instead of an ‘o’) (yes she’s South-Indian and yes this is me projecting)
Alias: Spider-Weaver*
Basic stuff to know:
-She’s loosely based off of a golden silk orb-weaver spider! I’m not going to attach an image but if you don’t mind staring at spiders then I suggest you look them up, they’re actually really pretty!!
-She’s been learning ballet since she was 3, picked up gymnastics for 2 or 3 years and then quit
-South-Indian
-Complete empath
-INCREDIBLE at knitting/crocheting/macramé knotting - basically anything involving thread + working with your hands. She literally works magic with yarn. She crocheted matching gloves for all of the Spiderteens one day after finding out that Hobie’s universe is COLD and his fingers are COLD and if she’s going to be holding his hand when it’s like that then she’ll freeze
Fighting Style:
Her fighting style is more aerobic and dynamic than the regular Spider-Man swings; she incorporates jetés and leaps from ballet into it while also using mid-air somersaults and other high-speed flips she picked up from gymnastics. She also teaches herself kalari adimurai (a South-Indian martial art similar to kalaripayittu) later on so she uses a few moves from that as well.
*The reason behind her alias being Spider-Weaver is that her web style has more of a lacy crochet feel to it than a regular spiderweb. This is what one of her webs would look like:
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Her webs are bionic and on her web shooters she has built-in settings for the thickness and stretchiness of the crochet web. For example:
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She can also switch up the style of her webs depending on how she feels yk? Like if she’s not vibing with any of the more plain ones she can switch to ✨ fancier ✨ stitches like
Arcade Stitch:
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Lacy Stitches:
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Fan Trellis Stitch:
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And lots more. She’s basically got almost all crochet stitches as different settings on her web shooters. An added bonus is that they’re not only unique and quite pretty, but they’re also stronger and more durable than the average single-thread (unwoven) webs.
Backstory:
(canon events will be in red)
-She was bitten at 13. Her older brother (he’s 20, they have a 7 year gap) Ravi figured out something was wrong fairly early but she played it off as nothing, put his worries to rest and found her way as Spider-Woman on her own
-She was best friends with her universe’s Gwen Stacy since they were in kindergarten. She started freaking out few years into their friendship (they’re in middle school now) once they had become basically inseparable because she started feeling giddy and bubbly and getting butterflies around Gwen.
-Poor girl was basically terrified because her aunties (mostly her mother’s sisters) would constantly pressurise her by asking her if she had her sights set on a boy yet or discussing how her marriage to a boy would go once she was older - those prodding conversations and speculations only reinforced her fears that she wouldn’t be accepted and instead would be frowned upon if she told her family that she had a crush on a girl. So she became more withdrawn and distanced herself a little, so as to not to lose the favour of her family.
-Nikita is 14 at this point
-One day she accidentally told Ravi and she went quiet, expecting him to shame her or mock her but instead he just hugged her and told her he loved her no matter what, and guess what,, he’s queer (pan) too :D
-Fast forward to a few weeks later after an almost-death scare as Spider-Woman fighting her dimension’s Vulture (she slipped up, miscalculated a leap and almost got herself killed) she finally worked up the courage to tell Gwen because it seems like she returns her feelings too! So she goes up to her and they hug and they’re talking and she’s about to confess- But noooo
-Green Goblin attacks in the middle of the school day, during a student art & drama exhibition thing (the parents are all there) and hahaha guess what Gwen’s right in the middle of it
-So Green Goblin basically splits the school building in two and she’s on the terrace and she falls down almost 15 feet because the whole thing’s cracked and Nikita doesn’t have enough time to swing to reach her since there are so many people and she’s on the far, far side and-
-Gwen hits the ground at full force. Niki gets there just in time for her last breath and it’s a little bit like the Gwen-Peter 65 scene from ATSV (Niki’s Gwen slowly figured out that she’s Spider-Woman, she just didn’t say anything) yeah I might write out this scene sometime idk
-She manages to deal with Green Goblin for the moment but she loses her dad in the chaos too (basically instead of losing her uncle she lost her dad)
-So she lost her best friend and her father in one go
-She closes herself off and withdraws completely into herself and distances herself from everybody (except Ravi),, & starts going to ballet more to take her mind off things and to get lost in ballet, with the graceful, controlled movements so she doesn’t have to think of how everything’s gone wrong
-During the mourning period she and Ravi grow closer; they both start leaning more on each other and are able to tell each other anything
-Ravi has also started training to be a cop at this point
-Her relationship with her mother grows slightly strained and shaky the older she gets, because of how closed off she’s become
-Fast forward to when Nikita is 16 and a half and the Vulture attacks particularly viciously one day, right on the bridge (the Brooklyn Bridge variant in her universe)
-Her brother (who is now a police captain, despite being a little young) is in the middle of the maelstrom of cars being flung and buildings at the end collapsing. He - a police captain close to Spider-Woman - dies saving a child from falling rubble.
-That does a number on Nikita mentally and she just. Shuts herself down in terms of feeling emotion for a bit
-Like she just goes numb, like she’s in denial about how many people she’s lost in such a short time
-Terrified to make friends or get attached because her losing someone she cares about deeply seems to be a recurring pattern
-The only one she has left is her mom, and she’s grown really distant from her
-Little bit irrelevant but she takes up psychology. She studies how the emotional part of brain works, studies some basic therapy and other think-y stuff like that, and some of her Spider-Woman ‘jabs’ (not really but I can’t think of a word for them rn) are things like “did something formative happen to you as a child? yeah I thought I sensed some childhood trauma, would you like to talk about it?” And stuff like that (she’s pretty genuine about it too, if they start talking instead of just attacking her then she will sit down with a mug of chai and just listen to them rant)
-Anyway fast forward to a year and a half later when she’s 18
-Jessica Drew ends up following an anomaly she’s been tracking into Nikita’s dimension, the anomaly manages to get the upper hand on her and has almost overpowered her when Nikita finally swings in (probably during/right after a psychology exam too) and uses the element of surprise + her speed to get the upper hand on the anomaly and web it up
-She was recruited into the Spider-Society by Jess after she saw how capable and quick-thinking Niki could be. She saw her as someone who could be a useful asset to the society.
-It’s there where she met Hobie, Gwen, Pavitr, Margo, Miguel and Peter B. + a few other spiders she became friends with (I’ll expand on their relationships in a different post)
Suit design:
(I will be drawing this out properly sometime soon, don’t worry!! Feel free to skip this part if you think it’s too complicated ^^ I really have no idea how to describe it in a simpler way lmao)
-mainly shades of gold, black highlights
-on her arms there are black “cuff” markings like a golden silk spider’s legs
-on her wrists she has black bangles (more like cuffs bc they fit around her wrists, they aren’t loose & dangly)
-wears black fingerless sleeves, they look a little bit like Gwen’s but they have black splotches (a little bit like spray paint blobs) instead of spiderwebs
-has a black spider on the front of the suit
-wears a necklace! it’s colourful and has some mismatched colourful beads on a chord and two pendants in the centre, one pendant is a paint-splashed red electric guitar, the other pendant is one of Hobie’s rings
-wears black ballet pointe shoes
-the eye outline is black, the ‘eye’ inside is pastel golden
-black 🕸️ patterns on the side of both of her shoulders (like painted pauldrons)
Abilities:
-Along with the super-strength, super-speed and accelerated healing of the average Spider-Person, she can sense emotions and thoughts.
Not mind-reading exactly but if she focuses hard enough she can sense whatever emotion is radiating out of that particular person’s mind (she used to get very overwhelmed in middle school bc of the sheer amount of envy and insecurity and other emotions in raging hormonal teenagers’ brains and somehow studying psychology helped her figure out how to tune it out a little bit, since every time she can sense too much of intense emotions it’s like constantly blowing a dog whistle around a dog,, and she also gets horrible migraines and headaches from it)
She can even read thoughts if the emotion associated with it is strong enough.
An added ability that stems from being able to sense emotions and thoughts (to some degree) is that she can sometimes predict the moves that an enemy might make before they actually make them. It’s not 100% accurate every time but it’s still pretty useful
I’ll write out her relationships (everyone already knows that Hobie’s no. 1 on that list lmao) and the world descriptions later, but for now here’s the character that’s been living in my head since I saw ATSV :D
Oh also she’s besties with @hobiebrownismygod ’s sona Maitreyi :D desis gotta stick together yk (putting this here so I don’t forget to mention it in the relationships post ^^)
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powpowchaos · 1 year
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I dont care if people HC sonic trans or not. But 'personal opinion' towards real trans people is something i cant get behind.
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Waking up in the middle of the night to hear Docm77 explaining Minecraft farms and game breaking mechanics like it’s the simplest thing is a fever dream my sleep addled self was not equipped to handle just now
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