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#requests are always open everyone !!
daily-tma · 1 month
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Hi :D! Your art is so pretty oddnjeksndndjdjd you’re wildly talented!! I was wondering if you could draw Annabelle Cane? I’m a little bit (very) obsessed with her lol (probably exactly what she wants) (really sorry if I broke a rule of etiquette for making art requests, I’ve never done this before!) (anyways, have a lovely day!)
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Daily TMA 170 - Anabelle!!
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spider999sposts · 9 months
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All this Miguel O’Hara content 🥵🥵🥵
Genuinely unsure if I’ve submitted this already, I am getting LOST in these fics, but what about a scenario involving that famous upside-down kiss but with Miguel O’Hara??
I’ve had daydreams of Miguel starting to frequent the coffee shop I tend to go to when having some work projects to do- we have some interactions, short chats; “another spreadsheet?” / me forgetting I have my pen in my mouth while typing, “neff-“ *taking pen out* “never underestimate the power of a good spreadsheet”
Just like… flirty friendly strangers. Then somehow ends up in an interaction with spiderman 2099 in that classic rainy upside-down kiss style 😩😮‍💨🥵
Your fics don’t help my feral obsession for this man and I’m so curious as to what you’d come up with, I neeeeed him 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨
Not Really Strangers — Miguel O'Hara
🕸synopsis: miguel o'hara gets his very own spiderkiss
🕸genre: fluff
🕸tags: miguel o'hara × reader
🕸a.n: thank you for requesting anon! so fun to write a version of this idea <3 requests are open everyone <3
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Working at the Daily Bugle, meant that for most of the time, you had to do work that was not yours.
Your job didn't even include this in the work description when you first applied, you were suppose to be writing articles on what is happening in Nueva York, not making excel sheets of sales and marketing. At first, you did it to fill in for your pregnant co-worker in sales, but ever since she went on maternity leave, your boss, J. Jonah Jameson had designated you the office's sales rep, apparently, without even taking off some of your own work load.
Getting anything done in the office was near impossible nowadays with everyone looming over you, asking if you were done, if the spreadsheets were coming along, if the articles were finished, so you'd dissappear for a couple of hours when the office was at its busiest, taking your laptop and working at the coffeehouse right infront of the building you worked at.
You used to make fun of those who sat at coffee shops, with their big headphones and overpriced drinks, but now you realised how much you actually got done when no one was hanging over your shoulder, asking if you got it done. You've adopted a habit out of going to this café, to the point where you were recognised by the baristas and some of the regulars.
You never really spoke with any of the other regular customers, always gave them a polite wave or just said 'Goodmorning' or 'Have a good one.' depending on the person. None of them made any attempts at speaking with you, so you never really paid them any mind either. They were just familiar faces who made this place feel a little more homely.
Your first encounter with one of the regulars though, was certainly something.
You remember seeing him a couple of times, who wouldn't remember seeing that? Tall man, muscular arms, massive back, soft tufts of blackish brown hair and a brooding look, a nice ass—maybe a little too nice, always wearing that white jacket over any kind of shirt. He'd always come in, order the same coffee, every time.
His voice was queit, he mumbled most of the time and he had a deep, low voice, "One large americano, please." He'd get his drink, sip on it while scrolling through his phone or messing with his watch, then leave. You watched him do this routine one too many times, and one day you caught his name. "One large ameircano for Miguel!"
You never really did anything beyond stare at him, glancing at him between breaks after crunching numbers on your computer. He was just another –attractive– stranger. Nothing too special about him. No need to freak out.
That was until you were holding up the line one day, while looking for your wallet. You were nervously checking all your pockets, getting more and more nervous when you heard the irritation of the customers behind you. You almost had a breakdown when you heard someone walking over, bumping into everyone else. "Sorry—Lo siento—Hello." It was him, him and his...glorious chest and round ass. Him and his stupidly high cheekbones and plump lips. "Add one large americano to that, please. What's the total at?"
"17.75 dollars."
"Tsk, La inflación está afectando todo, ¿eh?"
[Inflation is affecting everything, huh?]
He pulled out his wallet and slid the money over the counter before you could even register. The line moved when the two of you made your way out of it, standing to the side to get your drinks. "Thank you, you didn't have to do that." You said, a blush creeping on your face. He didn't seem like a person who smiled very much, but he gave you a small grin, shaking his head. "Don't mention it. Besides, you really were holding up that line."
You laugh, even though it wasn't all that funny. "I..couldn't find my wallet. That never happens. I think I just left it back at the office. I'll fetch it to pay you back–"
"Oh, no need, my treat. I've wanted to buy you a drink for a while now."
From there, you start talking. You tell him why you became a regular, your hectic office and your demanding boss. He tells you he comes to avoid how hectic it gets too, tells you he works at Alchemax, and you salute him for surviving this long, he tells you it's all thanks to the coffee breaks he gets here and you laugh.
From here on out, you two keep bumping into each other at the coffeeshop. He'd come over and sit with you when it was too crowded, and it slowly became a thing with him, your thing with him. He'd sit at your table, watching you work and occasionally chatting with you, asking how it's going.
"What does a journalist have to do with sales?"
"Tvat—"You took the pen out of your mouth, putting it behind your ear. "—That is what I said!" He laughed, taking a sip of his coffee.
"It's cute how irritated you get. Here, let me help you."
Other days, when he seems a little busier, he flashs you one of those smiles of his, and drops a paper bag on the table before leaving, always containing some kind of sugary pastry to keep you going.
"I've got to run today, but make sure you eat well."
"Oh, are you concerned about me?"
"Of course I am, you're my periodista favorito." [Favourite Journalist]
"Spanglish!"
"Give me a break."
When he's on the phone and rushing out, he'd wave and wink, mouthing you a 'Goodluck' as he walked out the door.
And when you were working late, he'd offer to walk you home, saying it's the gentlemanly thing to do.
"That is me.."
"Ah, not so far from work, huh?"
"Not at all. Thank you for walking me."
"Of course, hermosa, wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you."
"Not with you around."
You didn't see Miguel very often after that, you mentally crused yourself for not asking for his number, but you had to remind yourself, you came here to get work done, to get spreadsheets filled out, to get articles written, not to daydream about a –gloriously handsome– man like its a school crush.
You ended up working over time back at your desk, going home at hours that you should probably be compensated for. Today was just one of those days. Your co-workers had all left, leaving you to lock the office. Once you were done, you exited the building, the cold autumn air flowing through your lungs and the pouring rain dampening your hair. You moved quickly, there were no taxis at this hour, so you pulled your coat closer to your body and made your way down the street. You didn't live too far from where the Daily Bugle was, but with this weather, you much preferred to be in a vehicle.
It was getting a little harder to see, the downpour was getting heavier and your vision was getting blurry. It didn't help how you could hear a pair of footsteps behind you—Make that two pairs of footsteps behind you. This time of night made people of every kind come out of the shadows. You just had to get to your neighbourhood and everything will be fine.
"Oi, sweetcheeks, wait up!"
"We just wanna have a chat, baby, stop walking so damn fast!"
You were practically speeding infront of them, trying to lose them by moving in between buildings. Maybe it wasn't the smartest of decisions, because by the third time, you found yourself met with a dead end. The two men from earlier seemed to have picked up a friend, and the three of them were approaching you in a menacing manner. You saw one of them holding something in his hand, the blade glinted in the pitch darkness. The other two lunged at you, pinning you to the wall. You let out a loud scream and started kicking, but it was to no avail. The armed man stepped closer to you, running his blade across your clothes, with a disgusting grin on his face.
"Gonna be a nice night, eh?"
You moved, kicking him between his legs. He recoiled, taking his time straightening up while his two filthy friends held you back tighter.
"We've got a fiesty one, h—"
A man moved out of the shadows, a familiar blue and red glow following him as he lunged at the perpetrator, knocking the swiss knife from his hand. The two men let you go and launched themselves at him, while the other one struggled to grab his knife from off the ground. Your not-so-unknown hero knocked out the two henchmen, webbing them to each other and kicking them to the side while he swiftly handled the third one. He was fast, incredibly fast, you could hear the man struggle to keep up with him, until he was finally knocked out near his two friends.
You stood mesmerised, staring at his massive back as he stood looming over the three of them. "¿Tu madre no te ha enseñado modales?" He grumbled. He must've felt your gaze, because he looked back at you. Your eyes met his red irsis, as he stood unmasked, the only thing concealing his face was the darkness you stood in.
[Has your mother taught you no manners?]
You took a few steps towards him, and he immediately moved, launching himself up. "Hey, wait!" You ran up to the street, looking up at the roofs of the two buildings you stood between. Behind you, you could hear a ziiiip! and when you turned around, your not-so-friendly masked hero stared at you, hanging upside down.
"Oh my god, hey." You smiled at him, putting your hands on your heart. It felt like was going to jump out of your chest.
"Hey." He replied, "¿Qué es algo bonito como que haces tan tarde en la noche?"
[What's a pretty thing like you doing this late at night?]
His voice sounded like you've heard it before, the way he rolled his r's and that thick spanish accent of his made him feel a little too familiar to you.
"I—I was working late." You replied after a bit, the glow of his suit reflecting in your eyes. "Spreadsheets again?" He asked, and the question made you laugh. "Yeah! My boss needed them finished."
"You shouldn't stay this late out." His tone was authoritative, "Especially all alone. Who knows what would've happened if I wasn't...in the area."
Unknown to you, he wasn't exactly 'in the area', he was making sure you'd get home safe. Just like he did every other night you went home late.
"Usually I have a friend that walks me home, but I haven't seen him in a while." You explain, before nodding. "But you're right. I won't stay this late again."
"Ah, good. Take care of yourself."
"Are you always this concerned about the people you save?"
"Just the pretty ones."
Your skin heated up, and you took a step towards him with a smile. "That's not very fair of you, Mr. Spiderman. I'm a journalist you know, I could hold this against you."
"But you won't." He chuckled, and you tilted your head at his playfulness. "You like me too much."
"My boss doesn't though, writing something negative about you could give me a raise."
"Mm, that's your thanks for saving you?"
You laugh, and move a bit closer to him so your faces were inches apart. A moment of silence fell upon the two of you, as you gently hooked your finger against the fabric of his mask.
"Wait—" One of his big hands wrapped around your wrist, but he quickly removed it, holding on to his red webs instead.
You lowered his mask and set it gently on his sharp nose. You could see his tanned skin glistening with rain droplets, his plump lips were parted and there was a recognisable small scar on his neck, peeking from under the suit. You wrapped your hands around his warm cheeks, and leaned in, pressing your lips to his. They were soft, just like how you imagined they would be. He kissed you back, closing his eyes under the mask, letting himself savour this moment as much as he could. You were ever so gentle, your breath hitched in your throat and your mouth slightly open.
You pulled back after a few minutes, and he leaned forward, not really ready to let go of you. He fought the urges he's been feeling ever since the first time he saw you in the coffeeshop, but if it were up to him, he would've had you kiss him until the two of you were breathless.
"That is my thanks." You replied, taking a step back with a smile on your face. "I'll see you around, right?" You asked, and he nodded. "You will."
You turned your back to him and made your way out to the street, the smile still on your face.
"Oh, and spiderman?"
"Yeah?"
"I didn't tell you about the spreadsheets."
His cheeks flushed as he watched you go, he followed you on the rooftops until he made sure you entered the apartment building safely.
His gizmo beeped, and a notification caught his eye.
Canon Event Completed.
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lynngifs909 · 1 year
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Elizabeth Olsen on The Late Show with Stephen Colbert.
April 20th, 2023.
Elizabeth talks about her own stunts in the MCU flims & WandaVision. And talks about LOVE & DEATH.
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lilacsareinbloomagain · 4 months
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Welcome!!
Fandoms I write for (currently):
Legend Of Zelda
Linked Universe
Resident Evil
About requests:
Mostly, this blog is about yandere, but I accept everything (Except some stuff I don't feel confident writing about). So if you want to request something don't be shy! If I do not feel able to write your request (for whatever reason) I'll answer your ask in private, so don't worry!
Also, yes, suggestive content or just plain out smut is allowed
Posts by Fandom division
Legend of Zelda
Oneshots:
(nothing yet!)
Fanfics:
The Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword, the start of everything.
[Skyward Sword Reader insert]
Prologue.
Chapter one.
Linked Universe
Oneshots:
Debt to pay.
[Platonic yandere! Chain x Reader]
In a way, Time was like a cat.
[Yandere! LU! Time x Reader]
Headcannons for yandere Sky, Time and Hyrule.
[Yandere! LU! Sky, Time and Hyrule x Reader]
This is a robbery, not romantic.
[Yandere! LU! Sky x Reader]
Yandere headcannons for Hyrule and Four.
[Yandere! LU! Hyrule and Four X Reader]
A smile and a silent princess.
[Yandere! LU! Warriors and Sky x Reader]
Yandere Legend and Wind Headcannons.
[Platonic yandere! LU! Wind & Reader]
[Yandere! LU! Legend x Reader]
Mollis; soft, gentle, tender [...]
[Yandere! LU! Sky, Warriors and Time x Reader]
I tried the Kabedon challenge on my friends (WENT WRONG!1!1!) (THEY FOUGHT!1!1)(/SRS!1!1!)
[Yandere! LU! Sky and Warriors x Reader]
Soft moments with Sky receiving forehead kisses right after almost dying.
[Yandere! LU! Sky x Reader]
Them being yandere dorks in love, that's it.
[Yandere! LU! Warriors, Four and Hyrule x Reader]
Fanfics:
I almost died series.
[Yandere! Chain x Reader]
I know I almost died but like, it's really not that deep. [part one]
I almost died, of boredom this time. [part two]
Resident Evil
Oneshots:
I may be late for Christmas.
[Yandere! Leon Kennedy x Reader]
You just need to relax.
[Yandere! Leon Kennedy x Reader]
Fanfics:
(nothing yet!)
Hermitcraft
Oneshots:
What fear of rejection can cause.
[C! Yandere! Impulse SV x Reader]
Not actually innocent.
[C! Yandere! Keralis x Reader]
Fanfics:
(Nothing)
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First Kiss
Lucifer x GN! Reader
Summary: Lucifer is your first kiss how does he react when he learns this? Based off of my first kiss with my boyfriend.
Warnings: Dear is used as a pet name, reader is shy and easily startled.
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Lucifer and you have been dating for a while. Maybe 1-2 months. You guys haven't kissed yet, he was wondering you didn't want to go any futher than hugging and cuddling. One day after school he decided to confront you. He did it calmly, slowly approching you well you were walking to your room. "Dear. I need to talk you" He said touching your shoulder. You flinched at the sudden touch on his cold gloved hand. "Oh sure Lucifer" you meekly whispered out walking into your room. You closed your door and sat on your bed. You looked up at his tall form that was still standing. "Dear, I have no need to make you uncomfortable but may I please kiss you" He asked his hand resting on your cheek. Your face flushed. How were you supposed to tell him you have never done this before? "Lucifer, you can but I've never kissed anyone before" You whisper out. He smiles at you. He slowly kissed you, it wasnt rough, it was full of love and passion. He pulled away and slowly pulled your small frame into an embrase.
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I hoped you enjoyed! My writing requests are always open! - Lola
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can-of-slorgs · 2 months
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Finished the Seashells collection a couple of weeks ago, so I drew my girl who did it all possible.
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rottmnt-still-au · 11 months
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Lou Jitsu: I'm a reverse necromancer.

Draxum: Isn't that just killing people?

Lou Jitsu: Ah, technically.
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Other character sets: Izzy / Buttons
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cowboyinternist · 3 months
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dana cardinal for doodle requests? :3
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her!!
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nightmare-weaver-vex · 2 months
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Hi! Never done an ask like this before so idk exactly how it works, but I was curious about your Vex AU
Mind telling me about him/what he’s like/how he differs from canon Vex? I love me some AUs 🕺
(Well, It was simple really. When I first started playing Sackboy a Big Adventure Vex intrigued me since I love the villains. Each time I played and encountered him, it got my brain thinking. Why is he the way that he is? What happened in his past life that shaped him into how he is today? Thus my AU was born. My Vex is different because he has more emotions and powers than his canon counterpart. Yes, I know that Vex is sadistic in the games but I wanted to add more depth to him, to make him relatable to how a human would feel. Here's a little fact for you and a spoiler, Vex is part of the species called weavers, which thanks to their namesakes, can either summon dreams or nightmares, Vex being the nightmare variety. I hope this answers your question and thank you so much for the ask and the interest!)
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ariiloveskeanu · 10 months
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hii! i'm ari! i like to write atsv hc's and drabbles.
i also write for john wick, the hunger games, and resident evil.
dni/byf
i don't write nsfw content!!! (mostly bc i don't know how)
i want this page to be a safe space for everyone so pls keep in mind that my dm's are open if u need to get smth off ur chest <3.
maps dni.
transphobes, racists, homophobes, xenophobics, etc dni.
i'm unlabeled so all of my posts, with the exception of specified requests, will be gender-neutral.
who i write for
atsv
miguel o'hara
peter b parker
hobie brown
pavitr prabhakar
miles morales
e42!miles morales
gwen stacy
john wick
vincent de gramont
john wick
the hunger games
peeta mellark
katniss everdeen
finnick odair
resident evil
requests temporarily closed
thank you for reading(if u did)!
i hope u all have a lovely day/night <3
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cillivnz · 1 year
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WOULD YOU WRITE SOMETHING FOR THE MARQUIS? 😭😭
i’d love to! i’ve got an idea or two for the marquis that i want to follow up after this lord dimitrescu WIP i’m currently finishing.
i’m 100% open to ideas, suggestions, and even requests, so, if you have any, let me hear ‘em!
also, this was my first ask :3 thank you so much, anon <3 hope u have a lovely day!
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look at this fine specimen.
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donnabenevientosimp · 4 months
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I injured my finger at work the second day into 2024 and it still isn't fully healed 🫠 I haven't been able to write anything my brain has given me for ideas, but then again I will also happily take requests! Feel free to dm me or go to my inbox and request somn and I'll try to get to writing it!
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moonchild-in-blue · 4 months
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I promise i'll stop bugging you for today after this, but no way i'm not coming for an other critter because i like colourful insects.. so i would like to request either a Pseudocreobotra wahlbergii or a Dactylotum bicolor? I know both is quite intiricate, so take your pick and time or feel free to just skip. But both is so neat looking, i recommend looking them up regardless!
Please love, you can bug me (hehe) any time! I chose both - they're so beautiful! I think I underestimated how intricate they both are, but hey. It was super fun to focus on these two silly friends 🦗🌱
Pseudocreobotra Wahlbergii - ref image
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If you're confused about the lil paws situation... Yeah me too. I stopped counting and just went with ~vibes~.
Dactylotum Bicolor - ref image
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The unfinishedness is a ✨creative choice✨. This dude is hard to draw oof. But like, it kinda looks a bit cute like this no?
I might scan the full pages tomorrow cus the colours are coming off a bit weird, but we ball.
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ghoulsister1 · 7 months
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HAI !!! *waves frantically*
Anygays if ya don't mine, maybe bit more Manfred? More specifically with mystical being reader (harpy or whatever ya wanna write), and of course a few headcanons between them where the reader just despises him.
Both given that historically he was somewhat of an aristocrat (mostly since he got to have fun and hunt game and ride horses in his free time due to his father being a high ranking general) and the reader just sees it as bullshit that depise the fact he crashed the first time he ever flew, Oswald Boelcke still chose to take him in among the handful of personally selected pilots.
And slowly over time they grow to respect each other and manage to tolerate one another, and as even more time passes they grow infatuated with each other (and maybe kiss and makeout on the side as they continuously deny their feelings for each other).
And of course if it's late get plenty of sleep, take ur time writing and don't stress yourself out <3. So if it does end up being rather late, hope you have nice dreams, hope your F/O's lovingly invade your dreams and hope both sides of your pillows are cold 💖
First of all, again thank so much for loving my Manfred Writings💗 Second thank you so for making sure I to take my time and get plenty of rest, I appreciate it so much💗💗💗 I hope you have a wonderful day and hope your pillows are cool tonight!💖👍
Now, on to your request!😁
I can certainly do a headcanon with those elements, it will be fun and I like the dynamic you describe. "Enemies to lovers" genre have always interested me so it will interesting and fun to write!💗
And I'm thankful for the history information you have given me, this will help in writing the headcanon for you so thank you so much!❤️
So rest assured, I write this headcanon for you and when it's ready, I'll tag you!
Thank you @bucketinyourwalls ❤️❤️
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that1trashman · 17 days
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If you guys wanna request doodles and things I'm down for that.
Fandoms:
Hazbin Hotel
Good Omens
Supernatural
Gravity Falls
Steven Universe
The Owl House
Adventure Time
Requests are allowed. Please give them to me.
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