#prettylilhalforc

[salome-c]

#Iwillnevershutupaboutthem

She-Hulk: Attorney at Law - Episode 9: Whose Show Is This?  

Taglist: @oscarseyebrow @the-little-ewok @mypedrom @prettylilhalforc @princessxkenobi @mariesackler @dailyreverie @nowritingonthewall @mandelirious @zinzinina @nadja-antipaxos @einno-arko @mario-pratt  

#she hulk #she-hulk #she hulk spoilers #she hulk edit #Daredevil #daredevil edit #daredeviledit #jennifer walters #matt murdock #matt murdock edit #marvel #mcu #marvel edit #mcu edit #salome-c gifset #salome c gifset #userika #charlie cox #charlie cox edit #tatiana maslany

[just-here-for-the-moment]

It’s my 1 year blogiversary today! 💖

I don’t have any fic celebrations or giveaways planned (I’m working on a WIP backlog at the moment), but I did want to make a post just to say “thank you” and “I love you” to some of the incredible mutuals, friends, authors, readers, and artists that I’ve met during my year here.

I have somehow written and posted over 200,000 words of fanfic since I started, made dozens of new friends, screamed incoherently at writers about hundreds of fics, collected 900+ followers (only 800 of which are Russian spambots), made over 7000 posts, beta-read dozens of pieces, and received countless lovely and kind and thoughtful comments on my fics.

Tagged below: my enablers, my unhinged besties, my favorite writers, my lovely readers, my beloved mutuals, and others who have made my time here so great! 💖💖💖

@quica-quica-quica @1800-fight-me @driedgreentomatoes @deadhumourist @writeforfandoms @katareyoudrilling @silverwolf319 @honestly-shite @hopeamarsu @green-socks @justanotherblonde23 @nolanell @javierpinme @yespolkadotkitty @littlepadika-main @babiiface95 @juletheghoul-main @clydesducktape @mswarriorbabe80 @softpedropascal @absurdthirst @ezrasbirdie @starlightmornings @castleamc @whataperfectwasteoftime @axshadows @furious-rogue-stuff @beskarprincessjenny @ellenmunn @mourningbirds1 @silksaddle @eri16 @nicolethered @anaaaispunk @gracie7209 @dihra-vesa @kesskirata @the-queen-of-fools @the-ginger-hedge-witch @pilothusband @greeneyedblondie44 @sherala007 @mandoblowmybackout @toomanystoriessolittletime @prettylilhalforc @wildemaven @bunniesofsteel @missredherring @nobedofroses @boliv-jenta

#jhftm blogiversary #1 year slinging smut on Tumblr #jhftm in a nutshell

[supernaturalgirl20]

So I’m completely updating my taglist 😬 it has to be done. I haven’t updated it since I started writing and I know that peoples taste change and so on so…

I’ve created a new taglist form (you’ll find it at the end of this post) and if you would like to remain on my list please fill it out. Otherwise you’ll be removed😊 please make sure your privacy settings allow me to tag you also. There are new fandoms and characters included ( I’m branching out 😜)

Taglist form here

Permanent tag list: @lunaserenade @anaaaispunk @maievdenoir @elinedjarin @seasonschange-butpeopledont @alberta-sunrise @dihra-vesa @pintsizemama @athalien @loserrlauraa @thorins-queen-of-erebor @pascal-rascal424 @ikinmahlen @pascalisthepunkest @dindjarinneedsahug @almaeunice @jediknight122 @prostitute-robot-from-the-future @colorlesswhispersunknown @stevie75 @rosie-posie08 @hauntedmama @greeneyedblondie44 @prettylilhalforc @giselatropicana @phoenixhalliwell @sherala007 @its--fandom--darling @donnaa @javierpinme @luxmundee @littlemisspascal @hayley-the-comet @ezras-channel-rat @misspearly1 @writer-darling @misspearlssideblog @sara-alonso @loonymagizoologist @harriedandharassed @faithiegirl01

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #oscar issac x reader #pedro pascal x female reader #dean winchester x reader #pedro pascal fanfiction #marcus pike x female reader #marcus pike x reader #frankie morales x f!reader #Cardan x reader #cardan greenbriar

[oscarseyebrow]

hello friends!

following the update to my masterlist and due to a lot of upcoming fics, i thought that now would be a good time to update my taglist form and have a clear out.

there were a lot of people on my previous taglist and some of those had changed usernames/become inactive or weren't interacting with content. therefore, i've decided to start a fresh and hopefully will be able to keep it more organised this time.

if you have previously filled out a taglist form of mine, you will still need to complete this one to be tagged in upcoming fics. i have also included a much clearer space for you to specify if there are any triggers/content you would not like to be tagged in.

i also ask that if you have commented on chapters/oneshots that you would like to be tagged in things, please consider filling out the form as it's so much easier for me to keep everything in one place that way.

i will include my old taglist below so you can choose if you wish to continue to be tagged or not in future. if you are not included in this list it's because i was unable to tag the username on the form.

the new taglist can be found here.

many thanks 💖

@writeforfandoms @the-little-ewok @salome-c @dinjarin-baket @lexloon @meanperegrine @littlemissoblivious @jitterbugs927 @brandyllyn @acourtofsnakes @one-hell-of-a-disappointment @prettylilhalforc @marvelousmermaid @spideysimpossiblegirl @adancedivasmom @mstgsmy @girlofchaos @c-a-v-a-l-r-y @bbyanarchist @afootnoteinyourhappiness @hoeforthefictional @frasmotic @hotnmad @stardust-galaxies @djarrex @dailyreverie @jesfreedark @anetteaneta @lostinwonderland314 @leithatnight @a-lil-bit-nuts @gayforsteve @phan-in-wonderland @beepboopyoda @awesomemetalarm @s-u-t @lovelyladymayyy @deitysnips @raekixsworld @thereaperisabitch @mandothespacedad @azriel-the-shadowsinger @rochellestark @yourwonderbelle @shirukitsune @dindjarinsmut @whataqueeen @codinome-angie @cc13723things @pumpkin-stars

#taglist update #aphelion series #hurricane series

[the-little-ewok]

Taglist

I finally went ahead and made a taglist form! If you would like to be on the taglist for any of my fics please sign up here :

TAGLIST

Tagging here my current taglist, if you would be so kind as to sign up on the form please if you still want to be tagged.

If you don't sign up to the tag list I will assume you no longer want to be tagged.

@fett-ching ; @mypedrom @oscarseyebrow @pumpkin-stars @the-scandalorian @pentechnics @lexloon @prettylilhalforc @dailyreverie @userpoe @salome-c @zinzinina @jitterbugs927 @one-hell-of-a-disappointment @lostinwonderland314 @mandorush @mariesackler @loonymagizoologist

#taglist #poe dameron x reader #din djarin x reader #marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #oscar isaac #fanfiction #santiago garcia x reader

[roanniom]

May I request a little something something for Sackler and a roommate for the following?

This isn't what I had in mind when I said fuck you?

Thank you so much lovely!!!

Hi there, lovely! I am more than happy to write this for you! <3

~*~

Sackler had gotten on your last nerve. While he was usually the best kind of roommate, today you couldn't stand the guy. He'd used the last of your soap in the shower, drank the last of your milk in the kitchen, and when you'd found he'd watched and deleted the recording of the new episode of your favorite show, you had been beyond livid.

You'd meant to give him a piece of your mind. Maybe threaten him so bad that he went and spent the night at Ray's.

However now you find yourself ben over the arm of the couch, Sackler gripping your hips and plunging his cock in and out of you at a punishing pace.

Between moans and whines you finally find the wherewithal to gasp out

"This isn't what I had in mind when I said fuck you."

Sackler laughs from behind you, lightly swatting at your ass cheek.

"You want me to stop?" he asks, slowing his thrusts. You panic and start undulating your hips to make up for the loss of friction.

"N-no! Fuck me, you freak!"

"That's not very nice," Sackler admonishes with humor, but he picks the pace back up anyway.

"The...the m-milk," you try again. It's a valiant effort to regain control over the conversation that had long been forgotten. However, Sackler reaches between you, his thumb massaging your clit, and you forget your refrigerated grievances.

"If I buy you a fresh carton of milk will you let me fuck you till you can't remember your name?"

Silence, save for a bit of gagging, greets Sackler in the wake of this proposal. You're pretty sure you can feel him in your throat at this point, so there is no use responding.

"Kid?" Sackler attempts to get your attention again. You blink up at him as your body bounces against the bed with each of his thrusts. Your eyes are glassy. Almost crossed. Sackler grins wolfishly.

"Kid? What's your name?"

You try. You really do try to respond to the smug bastard. But somehow he's found that part inside of you that only you have ever managed to touch, with great diligence and the proper toy combination. Your hips move of their own accord and Sackler's smile is wider than the Hudson is long and you wish you could smack him but all you can do is cry out in pleasure.

Fuck Adam Sackler.

And please don't ever let him stop fucking you.

~*~

Tagging a tiny group of lovelies: @paper-n-ashes @mariesackler @jynzandtonic @sacklerscumrag @maybe-your-left

#prettylilhalforc #adam sackler x you #adam sackler x reader #Adam Sackler/reader #I maaaay be a little drunk at this point #don't judge me please #Adam sackler smut

[ohheyitsokay]

🎉Congratulations lovely! 🎊

The tattooed phrase trope is absolute gold in soulmate AU fics.

Am also a sucker for rivals to lovers ^^

Maybe a fluffy little piece between Poe and the reader with the Reader's phrase being "Well show me what you've got then, flyboy?"

hellooo welcome to the chaos (since you're new here!)

I'll do my best, I hope you enjoy!

warnings: I think this is just fluff, with vague mentions canon typical drama

>>

soulmate requests / follower celebration

<<

There was something about those hanger hallways, something that made it feel like you had to walk fast.

Maybe it was the clean sharp lines, and the regular announcements, and the smooth lines of droids on their merry way.

Maybe it was the urgency of saving the universe from pompous 'rulers' who thought they had any idea what was best.

Or, maybe you just liked to move quickly.

It was in your blood - not because you were born into it, but because you had shed blood, with sweat and tears to get to where you were. And because the universe had half dictated it that way.

"I hardly think it matters. Not that I dont think good pilots help, but I dont save lives," you retorted to the rebel beside you, her steps in pace with yours. "Not like you."

"Become a medic then," Jane rolled her eyes. Your mouth opened, words still forming on your tongue, before your friend stopped dead, hands on her hips. The hallway was forked, little labels indicating youd half pulled her in the wrong direction.

"Hush," she said. "I dont care what excuse you have this time. We both know you don't have a option." Eyebrows raised, and you sighed, dodging another hurried rebel as they almost tripped on a little mouse droid.

On your arm for years now were the words So, you're a pilot?

Long nights you'd spent arguing about fate with your friends - you loved flying, you really did, but-

"It's such a glory job," you always protested.

"Main characters are pilots," she would reply, her sturdy shoulders shrugging. Her agreement didnt make you feel better. If you were lucky, someone else would add, "But you're not like that."

Because you weren't. You were just... you.

"I just want to help people." And no one would argue because that was true, too.

It hadnt come upon awhile, fate, and short lived careers, and how infuriating it was when people held nations lives in their hands because they loved the attention. You lived with it, and kept your mouth shut. because General Organa needed all the help she could get.

And you couldn't deny that you loved it, and it was easier to bear the stress of reality when you didnt think too hard. But -

"Why is this coming up again?" A rhetorical question, delivered with a smirk, and responded to with a childish face.

Jane was pulling you down the opposite hallway, towards the bay, and your stomach twisted, despite the friendly teasing. He was there, you'd told her before, so she knew the reason you'd been antsy, looking for something to blame.

Poe Dameron.

A hotshot pilot, maybe the best in the galaxy. An infuriatingly handsome, ridiculously charismatic, obnoxiously smart, stupidly kind rebel who had nearly blown up your favorite x-wing.

You couldnt decide if he deserved an award or a good solid slap to his cheek. The favored option switched each day, but nothing would come from either - you had never actually talked to him, always too afraid of... what youd be opening yourself up to.

Becaus even from far away you saw him, late at night repairing that dumb x-wing with his bubbly little bb unit, talking to the little thing like he really was sorry. Because you saw him hugging a new recruit, talking to them for what must have been hours after their first mission. Because his smile, the same one that had captured the hearts of almost everyone around, was full of thoughtfulness and earnestness and confidance.

And if you didnt tell yourself that he was selfish, flying for all the wrong reasons, and that you were going to show him? If you didnt protest that your attention was solely in seeking pilot humility?

Then, Maker help you, you were in love with him.

"Shut up," you said sternly, as your friend grinned, and the two of you approached the ship you'd spent all morning checking and rechecking. Her response blew away, drowned under the noise of chatter and intercom announcements and the chaos of the hanger.

A hard hug, a fistful of fabric, and shouts to stay safe, and both her and her teasing disappeared, and your turned the the hunk of metal above you.

"So, you're a pilot?" It was the words, but the voice that made you flinch. You'd heard him before, voice like dark caf in mornings, sweetened at the edges with golden honey.

No way he was talking to you.

"I mean, obviously you're a pilot." Why was he here? Wasn't his ship... oh. Next to yours.

"And a damn good one, I hear," he kept talking. Your words were sticking in your throat, alarm bells screaming to tell him off, to spit out your righteous lecture or tell him to mind his own business or something. You unintentionally ignored him, but he just... kept talking, content to let you work opposite of him.

"I... I've seen you around." For the first time, your gaze snapped into his, wondering at the nervousness of his tone. Regretting it instantly, you turned away. His eyes were like his voice, dark and warm and bad for you. Bad, bad, bad.

"You talk about how we do this for others."

Hand on the top rung of your ladder, you paused, this time looking at him deliberately. He really wanted to have this conversation? And... Maker it felt like you'd hit an asteroid. All those walls, sharp and sturdy like tempered metal, crumbling around you.

He shouldve looked smaller, hanging from his own ladder like he didn't have anywhere to be, but he didnt. Of course he didn't.

"I agree," he said, awkwardness replaced with a resolute phrase. Almost a promise.

And you grinned.

"Well," you held his gaze as he pulled himself up another rung, to be even with you. "Show me what you've got then, flyboy."

And he grinned back.

He disappeared from view for a moment as you pulled yourself into the cockpit, and your mind, which had gone blissfully silent, abruptly began to scream.

Something - something just happened - but it was time to go, and you had a mission, and the coms were switching on, and -

Looking over you saw him, his beautiful eyes as wide as yours felt.

And then you got the all-clear for take-off.

-

He had searched for you the moment you landed. You knew he did.

But you had landed a row away from where he did and hunkered down in the cockpit and tried to breathe and process the mission - a resounding success - and the terrifying thought that you had maybe just found your soulmate. And been one slightly-less-perfect maneuver away from losing him again.

He - he probably got swept away int he rush of celebrating crowds like he always did. Not that you noticed.

The phrase, on your arm, it was... it was common, right? Anyone could say it.

The whole mission you'd shoved it out of your mind, only focused on getting everyone out of there alive, and now that it was over...

You didnt know what to do. The hanger was quiet, void of cheering crowds and pilots alike, and you climbed out, hitting the ground with a thud.

Poe was waiting for you, looking almost shy as he buried his hands in his pockets. Sleeves rolled up, you saw words youd never noticed before... words you'd felt in your mouth mere hours ago.

"How'd I do?" He asked, his smile small, dark eyebrows bending in.

Like before, the chaos of your thoughts stilled, storm waves settling to a gentle tide. You walked towards him, wondering at the feeling.

"Not too bad," you said, trying your hand at a matching smile. It came easy, easier than you were prepared for.

"Yeah?" Was he always so tall?

"Didnt get anyone killed."

"Good point," his voice sounded rough, and... he was close.

"I think," Poe wet his lips, and you could almost feel it, he was so close. "I think my soulmate prefers it that way." He was right.

Hand on that broad chest, flight suit streaked with who knows what, you kissed him.

He kissed you.

Warm and sweet.

And slow.

<<

taglist:

@fangirl-316 @scribbledghost @writeforfandoms @beautyagegoodnesssize @princess76179 @mrsbentallmadge @pbeatriz @saradika @zinzinina

#prettylilhalforc #soulmate requests #poe dameron x reader #maybe i dont know people #apparently I'm posting soulmate requests at weird hours

[pero-tovar-bastard-spaniard]

*notices Pero asleep in the hay in the stables jostles Torvar awake with her foot* Misthios, how many time do I have to tell you that this is no a room? *her hands plant themselves on her hips* Is for aloga, horses, no men. Why you sleep here, huh?

*rouses and immediately reaches for his dagger, then stops and squints*

Cebollalita. How long have I been sleeping? It feels like many weeks since I have seen this face.

*groans and turns over, waving her away*

It is better than sleeping outside. Which I have done half my life. And my mare, she is happier when I am not so far off.

I had much to drink last night. Let me sleep.

#prettylilhalforc

[userpoe]

📂!

Shortly before Poe is meant to graduate from the New Republic Flight Academy, Kes' health takes a turn for the worst. Wedge is the one to give Poe the news, and is the one to fly Poe back to Yavin IV (Poe was panicking too badly Wedge was worried how he'd handle the flight). Wedge kept him distracted on the flight there with games of stack-sticks.

Kes passed away a few days after due to complications from bloodburn. Suralinda all but threatened her instructors at the academy to give her time off, and she not only attended Kes' funeral, but stayed with Poe at the family ranch during and afterwards.

In Kes' place, L'ulo and Yegar attended Poe's graduation.

send me a 📂 and I'll tell you a headcanon I have!

#prettylilhalforc #ask box #death mention #im sorry to hit you with this angst bomb fjdkdk

[mariesdameron]

Just wanna say that I love you and you're awesome and hiiiiiiiiii!

Sending love right back at you!

Have a nice weekend!

#Lovely asks #prettylilhalforc #love love love

[salome-c]

- Why would an enemy help you in battle? - It... did not know it was my enemy.

The Mandalorian gifs til season 3 is out

Taglist: @oscarseyebrow @the-little-ewok @mypedrom @prettylilhalforc @princessxkenobi @mariesackler @dailyreverie @nowritingonthewall @mandelirious @zinzinina @nadja-antipaxos @einno-arko

#the mandalorian #mando #din djarin #the mandalorian s1 #the mandalorian season 1 #the mandalorian edit #din djarin edit #grogu #baby yoda #groguthechild #mando and grogu #grogu djarin #din and grogu #star wars #sw #star wars edit #sw the mandalorian #star wars series #pedro pascal #ppascal #ppascaledit #gifs series #series gifs #filmgifs #salome-c gifset #salome c gifset

[just-here-for-the-moment]

M'am I ADORE BASIC TRAINING!! Such gorgeous writing and young!Frankie is soooo swoon worthy

Me reading this Ask:

Thank you Jasmine!!! I love you so much!!!! And because I love you so much, I'm going to give you a teeny little preview of Basic Training-Chapter 3:

Frankie stepped into the shower and tried to clear his mind. Despite the physical labor of the afternoon and the heat of the water, his brain wouldn't turn off. It kept buzzing with flashes of her smile, her laugh, how she wiggled and did funny little dances while the music was playing during their cleanup. 

Layered over everything were her kind words. “You’re not a loser” and “I think you have what it takes” looped in his head endlessly. Frankie’s chest bloomed with warmth at the memory of the low, urgent tone of her voice and how she had gripped his wrist as she spoke. Other memories rose to the surface: the scent of her perfume, the way her jeans and T-shirt skimmed her curves, how her eyes shone at him when he made her laugh. An all-too-familiar tingle started low in his pelvis, and his cock sprang to attention. 

Frankie tried to ignore his erection, but the images tortured him until he finally gave in and rubbed one out, feeling equal parts guilty and relieved. He had never thought about her while masturbating before, not even at the height of his crush in high school. The relief and release was mixed with shame, and it all swirled together with the ache of the eavesdropped rejection. 

Frankie tried to push that part away, but he eventually decided that overhearing was probably better than having to face it. It was far less painful than asking her out and getting rejected to his face, having to see her features soften into a sympathetic wince as she tried to reject him politely. 

Frankie hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He rubbed a second towel over his wet curls and opened the bathroom door. His mom's voice called down the hall from the living room, underscored by a laugh track from the TV.

"Hey Frankie, you got a phone call while you were in the shower. Your old math teacher called." 

Frankie froze, his heart thudding with a sudden urgency. "My math teacher?"

"Yeah, Miss-"

"No, I know her name, but why did she call?" 

"I don't know, mijo, she just said you left something in her class this afternoon while you were helping. Her number's by the phone in the kitchen." The sitcom laugh track rose again, and Frankie heard his mom chuckle along with it. 

Frankie practically ran to his room to get dressed, throwing on jeans and a flannel shirt before he padded barefoot to the kitchen. He eyed the neon green pad next to the cordless phone base. Seven digits, scrawled in blue ballpoint pen in his mom's familiar handwriting. It looked perfectly normal, a regular phone number that could have been anyone's- but it was hers.

Basic Training series masterlist

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“Everything bagel” tag list: @quica-quica-quica @anaaaispunk @justanotherblonde23 @gracie7209 @nicolethered @honestly-shite @driedgreentomatoes @dihra-vesa @1800-fight-me @the-queen-of-fools @juletheghoul @kesskirata @honeymandos @silverwolf319 @mourningbirds1 @greeneyedblondie44 @spacedilf @maxwell–lord @anxiousandboujee @cevvie @sherala007 @writeforfandoms @libellule2001 @deadhumourist @mandoalorian @javierpinme @eri16 @mandocrasis @pilothusband @bastillealmighty @jitterbugs927 @babiiface95 @toomanystoriessolittletime @yespolkadotkitty @fisforfulcrum @prettylilhalforc @mswarriorbabe80 @littlemisspascal @wildemaven @castleamc @coreychick @whataperfectwasteoftime @bunniesofsteel @katareyoudrilling @furious-rogue-stuff @green-socks @mrsparknuts

#basic training #chapter 3 coming soon! #I love you yespolkadotkitty!

[morally-gray-prospector]

*stumbles, tripping over equipment and landing A over T*

Ooft! Ah, sweet Kevva, not again.

*tries to scramble to her feet as she see Ezra*

Uhhhhh, h-h-hail fellow p-prospector!

*is loading up the landing pod when there's suddenly a loud crash from behind him. Turns and spots the person sprawled on the floor*

You alright, down there, stranger? From the sounds of it, you made quite a spectacular fall. Did you injure yourself?

*holds hand out in case assistance is needed*

#prettylilhalforc

[saradika]

Hello lovely! 💛💛💛

Hello hello!!! 💖 This is so sweet, I really needed this. Thank you so much!

I am doing HCs so I am going to throw two your way 💕 I feel like you like to get cozy when you wind down - lots of gorgeous, cozy sweaters and soft blankets. And that you are either amazing at baking, or you enjoy sweet, freshly baked goods. 🍪

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send me an emoji and I’ll answer with a “hc” I have for you

#thank you so much #ask games #prettylilhalforc #saradika answers

[frankiemorales]

Hmmmm, methinks it would have to be this handsome hero here lovely:

😘

Yes my fave hero daddy, I love it

tell me who you ship me with & why

#this is so sweet #I love him #I agree with you dear we’d be hella cute together #prettylilhalforc #ty talks

[pero-tovar-bastard-spaniard]

*quirks an eyebrow at the Spanaird before raising a full clay mug*

Yamas, Spanaird.

*She drinks deep from the cup, then smashes in on the floor.*

*flinches*

Yet you admonish me for breaking things and making a mess.

#prettylilhalforc