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fl3shm4id3n · 10 months
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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲, 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝟐𝟎𝟗𝟗. 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞.
ᴍɪɢᴜᴇʟ ᴏ'ʜᴀʀᴀ x ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ! ꜱᴘɪᴅᴇʀɢɪʀʟ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)
Tw: implied that reader is a Latina, death of loved ones, reader is fatherless, emotional ig.
A/N: This fic is from this idea I had.
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Your name is 'Y/n M/n Grabriella O'hara L/n', but you just went by 'Y/n L/n'. You got bit by a radioactive spider, since then you've been the one and only Spider Girl. You lived with both your Mom and Aunt. Sadly you had no father. You often wondered who he was and how he was like. There was a huge picture of him in the hall, so you had an idea on what he looked like.
You used to have an uncle, who you saw as your father figure, but he got killed in a robbery gone wrong. You were resentful for a while, wanting to find who was responsible for the murder of your uncle, but you had learned that no matter what you did, your uncle wasn't going to come back. At least you got the guy to be put in jail, paying for what he did.
After a year, everything was normal. You went to school, then went to fight a few bad guys from the streets and went home to be with your mom and aunt. That morning you were sitting on the table eating breakfast with your mom and aunt, your mom had got a call from the school, telling her about the many tardies and missed classes you had.
"Por que me andan llamando de la escula que estas faltando y que llegas tarde?" Why am I getting calls from the school that you're not showing up to class and getting to class late?, your mom asked, clearly not happy about this. Sure one or two calls, but many? Nope, she was not having it. "I don't know! Maybe they must have not seen me?" you explained, you couldn't possible tell her the truth why you were running late. All your mom did was sigh. "Oh andas con esos Vagos, te dije que no megusta que andes con esos, marijuanos" Or you're with those bums, I told you I don't like it when you hang out with those, potheads, she complained, she began to sound like your Abuelita.
All you did was sigh, there was no winning this with her. If you said a word, she'll give you that look that you didn't like. Even as an older teen you hated getting that look. "Okay Okay, ya le dijiste algo, deja que coma para que ya se valla a la escuela" Okay okay, you already told her something, let her eat so that she can go to school, your aunt defended you. All your mom did was roll her eyes as she began to wash the pan she used to cook the eggs and chorizo. "Anda, consentida, consentida" Go on, spoil her, spoil her, she chanted obviously annoyed.
Once you were done with breakfast, you gave your aunt your plate and went to brush your teeth. Once done, you went to get your bag and walked back to the dinning room. "I'm leaving" you said, going towards your aunt and your mom, giving them a kiss on the cheek. "Have a good day, and don't be late! Next time I get a call, your ass is mine!" your mom warned. "Bye Mija" your aunt said, then you left the apartment complex.
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You were walking walking to the subway, hoping that you'd get to school on time, you did not want to get an ass whoppen or be grounded. Then that was when you heard some commotion happen, and there it was a bad guy. "Puta Madre" Mother Fucker, you cursed, pulling down your backpack and began to slip into your spider suit in the ally.
This bag guy was not your regular bad guy, he looked way different then how the other guys you dealt with, but you fought with him anyway. The fight felt like hours, who the hell was this guy? You were getting exhausted by the fighting, until something had happened. A portal had opened and a giant guy wearing a blue and red suit. You basically watched how this guy was fighting off this other guy.
"Hey don't you need help?" you asked as the guy ran by to capture the other bad guy. "I got it handled!" he yelled, as he continued to catch up to the guy. All you could do id watched while being amazed as well. Who was he? Another spider person? How was that possible? After a couple minutes, you had joined in the fight to help the guy. "So who are you? Another spider person? I thought was the only one!" you said while getting the hold of the guy with your web. "You'd be surprised kid!" he said while getting a hold of the guy as well. "I'm not kid! I'm the one and only SpiderGirl!" you corrected him. He ignored you, continuing to fight with the crook.
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The fight was over, and he had sent the crook into a portal that he went through. You were amazed by the portal and the guy. "Does this mean you'll be my mentor? Or my partner?" you asked, making the guy scoff. "No kid, I got better things to do then babysit a kid. "Hey! I'm fifteen, so I'm not a kid, I had my quinceanera, which means I'm already an adult woman" you complained. The guy just sighed. "Anyway, come on kid, I need you" he said walking towards the portal. "I'd love to but If I'm l-" you were cut off by the look he gave you, even with his mask on, you could see the same look your mom would give you. "Okay, I'll just get my ass whopped by my mom" you said as you walked into the portal with the guy.
You had arrived at an elevator, it was pretty huge, not to mention the cool view of the outside. "Cool.." you said, then you looked at the guy, who had removed somehow got his masked removed. When you got a look on his face, your eyes widen, no fucking way, it wasn't possible. "Why do you look like my dead dad?" you asked the guy, making him look at you with a confused look. "What are you talking about?" he asked. "My dad? Why do you look like him?" you asked again.
The guy just gave you a look of confusion. "I have no idea what you're talking about... I don't have a daughter.. at least not anymore" he said sadly looking away. You tilted your head a bit, confused by his confession. Then you had an idea. You then removed your mask, showing him your face to him. When the guy got a look at your face, his eyes had widen as if someone had dumped a bucket of ice cold water on him. "Y/n?" he said in a whisper, in shocked.
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Taglist: @sorryi-mtrash, @call-me-nev
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yandere-kokeshi · 9 months
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Gwen Stacy has a “protect trans kids” flag in her room. Imagine if she has that because she has a trans little brother (male reader)?
I’d like to request platonic yandere Gwen Stacy with a younger brother who is ftm. :] It would also be really cool if you could add some headcanons with the others, because sometimes Gwen wants M/n to be safe, but can’t watch him herself. So she allows the ones she trusts the MOST (Hobie, Pavitr, Miles, whoever else) to watch and be with him for her!
(details that you can choose if you wanna include or not: dealing with transphobia, missing Gwen when she’s on missions, potentially cuddles because sometimes he just wants to be held and it doesn’t really matter who does it)
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Warnings: yandere behavior, platonic Gwen, talks about harassment and transphobia,
A/N: this was really fun to write! Ty for requesting. Please enjoy this :]
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The fact is, she’s like your biggest supporter ever. Ever since you decided to come out, she makes sure to protect you, taking care of you by often pulling harmless pranks on you and adoring you. She probably shows way more love to you than she's shown to anyone.
If and when people misgender you, Gwen will go do things two ways. One, she will correct the pronouns and make sure the rest of the week is horrible for them (ex. Moving their keys to make them late for work, randomly tripping throughout their day, getting paper objects thrown at the head, etc.) Or two, which is also her favorite, she’ll play dumb and make sure the person is extremely annoyed by the fact ‘you’ don’t exist.
“Who are you talking about? We don’t know anyone by that name. You must be losing it, a bit coo-coo much?”
The two of you often stay up late, her asking questions about school and that one person you’ve never mentioned before. Of course, she laughs it off and says it’s a coincidence. You both have nights where you eat junk food, watching funny sitcoms as she cracks up jokes now and again.
Whenever she’s on missions, it’s an unpredictable trip that you never have a point-on time of when she’ll get back. However, in the meantime, it’s often you’ll find a hoodie of hers, a piece of her stuck with you until the real her comes back. At some point, she’ll come home and see you huddled on the couch, wearing her hoodie. It makes her heartbreak as you miss her. But don’t worry, she makes it up in the morning by making you breakfast and buying your favorite snacks.
Hugs and kisses on the cheeks everywhere. While Gwen doesn’t show a lot of affection, especially with physical touch, more with words and gifts, sometimes things get out of hand and she gets upset; causing her to bust into your room with a sour face, tears threatening to fall as her arms wrap around you, saying nothing as the two of you hug.
With learning, just to hold her as tight. Please. She needs it. Especially from you, sometimes she has nightmares of losing you and while she does sneak in to check up on you, it scares her of what the future might hold. Just being able to hold you close, and feel you laugh as she smiles, it reminds her how good of a life she has.
Whenever she’s gone for a long period, whether that’s a mission or doing some type of spider-woman hero stuff, Gwen will make sure to grab some items she sees that she thinks you’ll like; more often it’s street food and expensive figurines of shows you adore to heart.
Sometimes, she’ll come home heaving out of breath, holding way more things than she should, and throwing them all with you, ignoring George’s protest about leaving a mess by the door. All she cares about is watching you open them with excitement.
Sadly, transphobia is quite popular these days. With this said, Gwen (and her friends, especially Hobie!) will yell at the person, cursing them off and possibly threatening them. While Gwen is more on the relaxed side and tends to ignore it the flipping the bird.
If any of her closest friends are with her, you can bet it’ll be a mess; yelling ensues around you, and having to hold back Miles or Pavitr from approaching them with mean insults.
To be honest, the whole crew thinks you’re so cool, especially Hobie and Pavitr. While Miles has known you longer and makes sure to check up on you as much as he can, the other two guys love to ask you questions and annoy you when you’re supposed to be doing something else.
They’re all just as protective of you as Gwen, her worried words of ‘please take care of him when I’m gone’. Hobie is most often around, practically dragging you to his chaos and helping you with school when you need it (he’s the ‘uncle’ who brings alcohol to your 18th birthday because you’re an adult now).
Pavitr is a huge sweetheart, always checking up on you and offering Chai to you when he senses you’re stressed. In all honesty, he's the best person to help with homework - he's incredibly focused and rewards you with candy.
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dex0s · 7 months
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𝘖𝘮𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘢 𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 (𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘵𝘸)
NOT PROOF READ (update it’s proof read)
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One if your the sibling to miles (older or younger) AND their over protective… man all I have to said is good fucking luck because that thing you call freedom. Yeah that said bye bye too it because that shit will be gone before you can take your first breath
If you’re the child of Aaron (the uncle). You have freedom but it’s slowly going to rot away into nothing.
If you date anyone like ANYONE girl, boy, nonbinary their ass is getting there background check. Up,down, sideways, vertical, horizontal, and double take no word is going to be missed and oh if they found out your partner had something to do with the crime or just a red flag. Sadly that next day they got charged for that crime (or they made some shit up)
Grades… there’s two ways this can go
You’re miles sibling. Oh all I can say is pray to the lord above. They are on your ASS when it comes to grade. Just because your the young sibling (old sibling, too you’re a role model for miles) doesn’t mean you can just sit your pretty ass and slack off. Sure maybe that will let you off with a B or two but anything lower or more then two B’s. Your electronic devices anything that can go on social media and things you can watch TVs shows or movies, or anything else are all gone. There’s no more. Until you get your grades up.
Oh but if you Aaron’s kid. Heaven that all I can said. Sure he may ask why do you have the grade you got. But most of the time he doesn’t care. Your ass can have a Z (i dont know how but yea) and all he would do is ask why that grade and if you give a good answer why. He would just excuse the grade. But if your answer is not really that good like for example, saying you just didn’t want to do it, you’ll be a little bit disappointed in you, but end up not caring because he wants you to have fun in life and not you stuck studying and stressing over some test.
Friendships hmm again back with the miles sibling thing. Just like with the partner that background check is going to be looked at like when a crackhead looks at drugs. Sniffing out all the shit this ONE person did. And that would be for anyone your friends with. And with Aaron he doesn’t really doesn’t care who you’re friends with as long as you’re making good choices and not going out there sniffing cocaine and doing dumb shit.
You definitely have that parent lock thing on your phone or your parents put a time when you can be on your phone and then your phone locks and you can’t get in unless you have the password. You definitely have that and then weekly phone check ups to go through your messages, calls, pictures, your social media’s, everything.
 𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘐’𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸
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pollensweetchimera · 11 months
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Y/N: So… I’ve seen you’ve been spending a lot of time with Peter recently.
Deadpool: No, Y/N, it's not what it looks like, I swear.
Y/N: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous?
Deadpool: No! You’re the only one for me.
Y/N: Is that so?
Deadpool: I promise! Peter and I are just dating, okay? He's my boyfriend.
Y/N: So there are no best-friends-feelings involved?
Deadpool: You are still my one and only best friend! he's just the love of my life, nothing more!
Y/N: But I’m still the platonic love of your life, right?
Deadpool: Of course bro!
Y/N: Bro...
Peter: What the-
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Could you do a Pav x reader based on "From the start" By laufey TY :3
From The Start
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A/N: anon, I am so sorry for the delay, I only saw the ask yesterday.. I hope the fic's worth the wait! And, this was a really lovely ask, thank you for requesting!
Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar x platonic!Reader Tags: Pining, Light Angst, Unrequited Love Summary: What's more painful than pining after a person who will never love you the way you do them is listening to them speak of loving someone else the way you wish they did you.
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🎶Have to get this off my chest I'm telling you today That when I talk to you, oh, Cupid walks right through And shoots an arrow through my heart And I sound like a loon, but don't you feel it too? Confess I loved you from the start 🎶 'From the Start' by Laufey
It was just the two of you, sitting by the bleachers in what he would often describe as a comfortable silence, but was actually awkward. His hair rustled in the wind and he ran his fingers through to tame his lengthy curls, his chocolate brown eyes finding yours in a quiet gaze. A soft smile graced his lips, his face glowing and in that moment, he looked like an angel.
You wished he'd stop looking at you like that. These soft moments were too much; scarily intimate. You felt like an intruder.
It was no longer a happy feeling, no, it was terrifying.
You noticed his lips move. He'd started speaking.
"...it's just..", Pav sighed, waving his hands around and making little insane gestures, frustrated that he couldn't find the right word to explain. It would've been cute and adorable if it wasn't for the fact that he was talking about Gayatri, his girlfriend.
Pavitr Prabhakar was your favourite person in the world, the one who you loved with all your heart -maybe even more than your life. A shame the sentiment will never be reciprocated. Not the way you wanted.
"She's so beautiful and talented and everything, I... She's, like, the perfect girl to ever exist! And, I'm just a nerdy dude with amazing hair."
You forced out a chuckle at his self-depreciating joke.
And it hurt. It hurt because you longed to be the one that he spoke of so fondly so often. That you aren't the reason behind his sleepless nights, that you won't be the first person to share his grief and joys, that he doesn't see you more than just a friend. That he doesn't love you the way you hopelessly love him.
Days spent just lying on your bed and staring at the ceiling as tears run down your face, dealing with the heartache alone. It drives you insane, having the words at the tip of your tongue that you never seem to be able to get out.
And it's too late now, so you just listen to him as his words make a hammer and shatter your heart to pieces. Maybe you were addicted to it, maybe it was a weird kind of dopamine that had you coming back everytime, revelling in the pain of seeing him fuss over his girlfriend and frustrate to express the depths of his love.
You didn't want to think of it as a betrayal but sometimes your treacherous brain would go down that dark lane. You had been the first to welcome Pav at kindergarten, you were his first friend, first bestie, first one to even know his superhero identity. You were there before Gayatri even came into his life. You loved Gayatri will all your heart too, as any bestfriend would, but sometimes you'd just wish that... that...
You loved him from the start. It should've been you.
But it's not.
It was fine, really. You were used to only getting scraps of attention from your family, it's no big deal. Pavitr was the first person to ever give you more than a minute's worth of attention, and maybe that's why you liked him, but still, it's totally fine that he doesn't do it now. Not as often. But you weren't complaining.
A gentle, warm palm laid on your thigh. "You okay, Y/N?"
He'd grown quiet and noticed you weren't listening.
Words choked your throat.
If there was one thing you hated more than your damned fate, it was lying to Pavitr. But the truth will do no one good. Better to swallow it down and deal with it alone; nothing some crying in the shower can't fix.
You wiped the stray tear that slipped down your eye, moving your hair around to cover it and looked up at him, praying he didn't notice.
"Sorry, I zoned out", you smiled, masking the pain of a thousand arrows being shot through your heart. "I'm okay. You were saying?"
You were okay. You were okay.
If Pavitr noticed anything odd, he didn't mention it. He stared deeply into your eyes and for a second you feared he was looking into your soul and found your pathetic little secret. But he just sighed and shook his head, continuing his rant.
You let his head lay on your lap as he lamented, swallowing down the sob rising in your throat. You may not be able to love him the way you want to, but that isn't to say you can't cherish these little moments alone. Resigning to your fate, you run your fingers through his hair as he goes on with making amusing faces and cute little gestures.
He's not yours, he will never be, but you loved him from the start and weren't going to stop now. Even if it hurt from the start. 
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Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it! <3 likes and comments are appreciated!
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sheluvv-gambino · 8 months
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okay before i start i just wanna say how much i love your fics. they got me giggling, twirling my hair, yelling at the characters, all of the above. love you!!!
(my first time typing a request i’m so sorry if it doesn’t make sense 😭🤚🏽) do you think you could do a fic with 1610 Miles and black fem reader who are in a happy/stable relationship, but Gwen tries to break them apart/get miles to hookup with her? then reader finds out and doesnt stand for that shit? like, we beat her ass. i’m tired of seeing so many fics where we just brush it off or yell at Gwen. LIKE, BEAT HER ASS GIRL.
"Oh word!?"
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A/N : Yes I added Hobie in just because I absolutely love the man but I didn’t add him as the next romantic partner just because i feel like using hobie as a rebound is so icky.
pairings : Aged up!1610!miles morales x black fem!reader (aged up to 18 because what 15 year old his sleeping with someone under his parents roof.
summary : If it’s okay for Miles to cheat and hurt you then it’s okay for you to proceed with anything you want to do, no matter if a certain blondie with a bad bob gets in the way.
warnings : violence, cheating, weed, gw*n ( Yup she’s a warning in itself especially after the way she did my man dirty.)
There was nothing that Miles could do that would lead you to thinking that he would ever cheat on you until hangouts with Gwen became more frequent.
You’re not a jealous person by any means and you’ve never restricted Miles from having any female friends, you just weren’t built to have a pit of hatred here for another woman that has a friendship with your man.
You would be a hypocrite to not let Miles have any female friends considering how close you and Hobie were. Hobie has never and would never overstep on any boundaries, he respected you and Miles way too much to do that.
But what you were built for was not tolerating when another girl attacks your relationship like a pigeon finally getting access to bread after begging from strangers just to get food.
It wasn’t your fault that Gwen couldn’t find a man nor keep a man.
She took the only genuine friendship she had and used it against Miles just because of how naive he was in that friendship.
Miles had always been sweet to you.He never skipped out on dates and always made you a priority in his life even though he juggled being Spiderman, a son, and your boyfriend.
Miles truly let him be himself when he was around you. He put his full trust into you like you had done with him.
But with Miles being the most perfect boyfriend he thought he could be, he also realised the second he screwed up what he had with you just by entertaining Gwen’s antics which ultimately led to the two of them in bed together heavy breathing.
Of course you realised the second Gwen started acting different with Miles.
You had even talked to Miles about setting boundaries so that she understood her place in Miles life and not to cross a bridge she couldn’t come back from.
“Ion like the way Gwen’s been moving with you lately. It’s like she went from totally platonic to flirting with you with no care in the world.” You said whilst massaging Miles’ scalp as his lay on your chest.
“Are you sure? I’m pretty sure I would’ve seen it.” Miles responded.
“That’s because my love, you are not a woman nor do you have the mind of one. You don’t see the way woman move behind closed doors.” You looked down at him lovingly.
“Maybe your just overreacting. I mean Gwen would never do that. Do you not trust me or something?” Miles questioned with pure disbelief in his voice.
“Nah I didn’t say that and you know it. Of course I trust, why else would i be with you. What I am saying is that right now I don’t trust her and her intentions. I’m telling you now if you don’t dead that shit she’s gonna use that as her way into snake this relationship and hurt us.” You told him now sitting up to have direct eye contact.
“Okay I hear you, mi vida.”
He obviously heard you he just clearly didn’t understand you.
You were walking home from Miles’ apartment when you realised that you left your purse that had your keys inside as well. So you decided to just walk back to Miles’ as you knew he wouldn’t have mind.
You were just there thirty minutes ago what could’ve changed in half an hour
Apparently a lot.
Walking back into Miles’ apartment you took your shoes off to respect his parents rules even when they weren’t here.
You knocked on his door before opening it and walked in.
You weren’t ready for what was in front of you.
They obviously didn’t hear you as they kept up the action on his bed.
“Oh word?! That’s what we doing now? You got that bitch in your bed after I told you how i felt about what she was doing. How incompetent do you have to be to loose a three year relationship over a girl that clearly doesn’t even respect you or me!” You said calmly, you weren’t going to let them know the bubbling tension you felt in your heart in that moment.
They quickly gathered themselves and Miles pulled himself from Gwen and made his way over to you.
Before he could even stutter a half assed apology you launched over to Gwen who was putting her pants back on and dragged her by her brittle hair down to the floor.
You couldn’t even hear what Miles was trying to say, you pounded Gwen’s head in numerous times .
Although she was stronger than you due to her spider powers she clearly had never been a fight without her suit before.
She on the ground trying to cover her head looking like a cockroach that had just been found.
She was bleeding from so many holes that you had given her.
You pulled her up just to slam how by the ridges of Miles’ bed to make her back hurt.
All whilst this was happening Miles was just standing in the corner having no idea what to do.
Sure he had just had sex with Gwen but that didn’t mean she didn’t deserve that ass beating since she was the one to initiate her and Miles’s interaction after you had left.
Finally you had come back to your senses and let go of Gwen.
You booted her with your foot just to be sure you left Miles to deal with a bleeding mess.
“That’s the bitch you put over me, just remember that. We’re done you dumbass nigga!” You looked a Miles as you dusted of your hands and darter out the Morales residence. Even though Jeff loved you like his own he was still a police officer and you had just broken up with his son so the odds weren’t particularly in your favour since you had just beat up Gwen in his home.
As you walked back to your house from Miles’ for the last time you decided to text Hobie.
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“I am so bloody glad I popped over to your dimension.” Hobie laughed as he took in another drag of the joint the two you had lit up.
“Ha ha Hobie, yes me getting cheated on is very funny.” You glared at him and snatching the joint back into your hands.
“Nah I’m sorry lov’ i just weren’t expecting that is all, as cheesy as it sounds I’ll always be ‘ere for ya.” He said genuinely, slugging his arm around your shoulder to pull you in closer.
“Yeah, thanks Mr Hobart Brown!” You giggled, the weed finally hitting you.
“Oi!”
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killerpancakeburger · 8 months
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Bloody nose part 3 // Miguel O' Hara
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Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Female Reader
Summary: You integrate the Spider Society, not without a couple of twists and turns.
Warnings: Swearing.
Tags: Comedy, action, BAMF! Reader, Reader has super powers, slow burn.
Words: 2570 words.
A/N: Some Hobie in this chapter! Can you blame me, he's so cool and funny. It's completely platonic in regards to the Reader of course.
Part 1. Part 2.
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The interdimensional portal in your living-room and yourself are looking at each other defiantly. At least if that thing had eyes you imagine it would do that.
You don’t like portals. Not that you ever used one before, but the little you know from fiction inspires you absolutely zero confidence. Whether they come from magic or technology, crossing through time or space like so feels unnatural and incredibly dangerous. What if you end up in an endless void? What if one half of you get stuck on the other side? What if you end up a thousand feet up in the air and fall ineluctably to your death? Your powers cannot protect you from this.
Your niece isn’t here to reassure or guide you, since today’s a school day. You could have waited after school but the sooner you cut all her ties to the Spider Club, the better in your opinion.
You’re doing this for Naomi, you remind yourself, and, with a deep inspiration, you go through the pulsating hexagon.
The whole trip is a torture. You force yourself to let go, just let the current, or whatever is the mysterious force moving your body, carry you to your destination. I hate this, I hate this, I HATE THIS, you mumble to yourself.
Eventually the red and orange surrounding you turn to blue, then to a blinding white light, and the mysterious force transporting you suddenly cease to exist so you… drop like a stone. And crash miserably on the platform coming to meet you. Thankfully, there’s not a soul around to witness your pathetic entrance. You quickly get up, unharmed, except for your pride.
The elevator you’re in happens to be in glass and your attention is immediately monopolized by the views offered to you. Green stretches and futuristic white buildings spread as far as the eye can see. You’re definitely not in Kansas – ahrem, not in New York anymore. You’re so subjugated, you almost miss the elevator coming to a stop and the door behind you opening.
The room in front of you is sizeable, even if its deep whiteness and neon lights give it an hospital like aspect, and full of Spidermen. Women. Teenagers? They’re all wearing their suits and you suddenly feel, at the same time, like a sore thumb standing out, and like you just arrived to a fucking comic con. You start walking, torn between trying to pass unnoticed, and hurting your neck trying to take it all in. You never imagined this place would be so big and have so many people. You may be forced to take those guys seriously after all. All the Spiders walking on ceiling will certainly take you some time to get used to it.
You’re distracted by a cow-boy spiderman whose horse is apparently ALSO Spiderman – Spiderhorse? – since it can walk on the ceiling and wear a mask too, starting to wonder in what kind of mess full of weirdos you got yourself in, when the inevitable happen: you bump into someone.
“My bad”, you apologize immediately.
“No worries, mate”, replies a voice with a thick British accent.
You look up – because, once again, this is someone who’s towering over you – and take in the teenager facing you with an easy smile. Your gaze lingers on his numerous piercings then take note of the spikes on the shoulders of his leather jacket. There’s a punk spiderman? You think to yourself, before taking the good resolution to stop wondering what kind of spidermen exist – obviously the list never ends.
Thankfully the kid doesn’t seem to take offense to your staring as he addresses you in a joking manner:
“Forgot your suit at home? Happens to the best of us. Or maybe you’re Spider-Hoodie?”
It’s your day off and your tracksuit, sport shoes and zip-up hoodie could never pass for a superhero costume.
“I… I’m a new recruit”, you answer with less confidence that you would have liked. What if they consider you an intruder? Sound the alarm and send a thousand spidermen after you to throw you in an interdimensional jail?
“You don’t sound so sure about that”, he raises an eyebrow, eyeing your watch. “You know what you’re getting into?”
It’s your turn to raise an eyebrow.
“I’ll manage, kiddo, but thanks for the concern.”
He raises his hands in surrender.
“Just checkin’, that’s all. Name’s Hobie Brown, by the way.”
You give your own name in answer, but as you go to shake his hand, you stop dead in your tracks.
“You… change colours? You change colours. That’s a thing. Ok.”
You stupidly stare at him as he goes from the traditional blue and red of spiderman to just red to pink to settle on black and white. He chuckles at your confusion.
“You’ll get used to it. So, you know where you’re going, Newbie?”
“I’m supposed to meet with Miguel, I guess.”
Hobie doesn’t even try to hide the antipathy that name seems to evoke for him.
“The big boss man, ‘course. You in a hurry? Cause if you’re not, we could take the scenic route.”
You can’t stop the smile that spreads your lips.
“You’re always looking to make new recruits desert and stand up the boss?”
“Always. Antagonizing the authorities is one of my favourite hobby.”
You laugh frankly.
“That’s terrific. I think we’re gonna get along great. Scenic route it is!”
Along Hobie, you pass through the Spider Society’s jails, or at least the room where they stock what they call “Anomalies” before sending them to their original dimension. You have a look at their “Strength and Conditioning Centre”, which is really just a fancy and stupidly complicated way to say “gym”, but you can’t help feeling eager upon seeing their state of the art weight machines. You meet Hobie’s friends, Gwen, a melancholic yet resolute teenage girl, and Pavitr, a psyched-up teenage boy for who becoming spiderman sounds to be the best thing that ever happened to him. His enthusiasm momently makes you feel weird, reminding you of the not so long ago times where you only saw your powers as a curse, but you keep your mouth shut. Your own experiences aren’t universal and you have accepted years ago that your opinion isn’t prevailing. Not to mention that ruining a kid’s fun would be quite shitty of you.
You also don’t say anything about the alarming number of teenagers that appears to compose the ranks of the Spider Society. Naomi is the only kid who’s your responsibility, and therefore the only one you have any rights or authority over. Thinking back about your own youth, which was the period when you got your powers, you know from experience that stopping a 15 years old with superpowers to do whatever they want is, for ordinary humans, close to impossible.
Eventually your new acquaintances guide you to Miguel’s… –  you can’t possibly call that an office – crypt? Mancave? At first you don’t understand why they stopped since there is nothing in front of you, but then you hear a sound of machinery running and follow the others’ gazes, somewhere much higher than where you were legitimately looking, and finally see the man. He’s standing on a descending platform equipped of a myriad of orange screens, so many that you can’t imagine how he manages to get his bearings between them all, back turned to you.
This is all good and well, except for the fact that his platform is going down at a painfully slow pace that makes you cringe just watching it happen.
“What’s happening?”, you ask the others. You find it hard to believe that with how advanced the technology here seems to be, there’s no way to make this stupid platform go faster.
“That’s his… thing.”, says Gwen. “Don’t mind him.”
You let escape a nervous laugh, the kind you have when you start feeling yourself go crazy.
“Is this a joke? It has to be a joke. Are you guys hazing me? I’m too old for this bullshit.”
The profound silence and the awkward grimaces that greet your remark makes you realize that, no, this isn’t a joke. You don’t know whether to pinch the bridge of your nose or roll your eyes. You want to tell them that they’re all a bunch of crazy freaks in costume and that you never should have come here. Then you grasp that this problem is actually very easy to solve and you leap on the platform. Like you’re in a fucking Mario game.
“What’s up, Miggy?” you force out, with the most insincere smile you can muster, not bothering to hide your irritation.
“Oh, you’re there. Great. Let’s get this over with”, he says with a deadpan voice and an even more deadpan face. That’s when you realize he didn’t even notice your presence until now, too absorbed in his screens. Add to that the fact that he looks like he just pulled an all-nighter. “And don’t call me that”, he adds afterwards, like an afterthought, frowning.
You restrain yourself from telling him he looks like a zombie, and decides to be proactive. The truth is, you learned teamwork the hard way – in the line of fire –, because it never came to you naturally, and you honestly despise it. Nonetheless you know when to put your feelings aside when the situation calls for it.
“Sure”, you start, slowly, testing the waters. ”How about finding some place with chairs and maybe even a table and some coffee? I was sooo excited to join you guys I didn’t sleep a wink last night.”
That last sentence is an obvious bootlicking lie that Miguel doesn’t buy, and he looks like he’s about to refuse, so you pout at the best of your abilities, trying to make him understand that you’re more stubborn than him, and he relents in a sigh.
“Alright. Follow me. And you three – he looks severely at the teenagers nearby – I’m sure you have better things to do.”
You bid farewell to the spider kids who obey Miguel with more or less reluctance.  
“Lyla”, he calls out, “Can you tell Jess and Peter to meet us in the conference room?”
You open your mouth to ask who the hell is Lyla, because to your limited knowledge there is no one of that name in the room with you, and leave it open in incredulity when a light in the shape of a woman appears over Miguel’s shoulder and answers him.
“On it!”
“What the fuck is that?”
Alright, that may have been kind of rude, but you’ve had it with all the weird shit around here. You’ve been holding in your comments pretty good until now.
“Lyla’s my personal assistant.” Even if Miguel deigns to answer you, it sounds more like he did it automatically rather than anything else. He keeps walking without sparing you a glance and you follow.
“I’m an holographic AI software“, adds Lyla, who sounds glad to show off.
“You have holograms? That’s so cool… wait. So you’re from the future or something?”
“In my dimension the year is 2099. I’ll explain in details when we get there.”
And so your little trip continues in silence, one which is neither awkward nor comfortable. You think about how Lyla seemed way more chattier than Miguel, so you try your luck.
“Lyla?” There really is something particular about calling the name of someone – something – who you know isn’t there but who you expect to answer nonetheless.
“Yeah?” she replies, materializing in front of you, laying on her back with her hands crossed behind her neck, like she doesn’t have a care in the world. Which you supposed should be expected from a computer program.
“You don’t answer only to Miguel?”
“I am available to assist all members of the Spider Society in protecting the multiverse, but Miguel’s requests take priority.”
“What can you do exactly?”
“Sooo many things… I transfer calls between Spider Society’s members, I detect and track anomalies all over the multiverse, I check the state of the canon, I predict the appearance of canon events, I help Miguel create gizmos and goobers…”
You understood half of that but assume Miguel will explain soon the jargon. You chat amicably with the AI while being careful to not lose Mr Dark And Brooding because you know you will get lost.
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“Did you get all that?”
After listening religiously to Spiderman 2099 for close to an hour and being bombarded with information, you need a moment to get your act together. You feel like you accidentally tore open the fourth wall of reality itself when you shouldn’t have and what you saw on the other side changed you forever. Alternatives dimensions are real and infinites. You are currently in another dimension where the year is 2099 and New York is named Nueva York. The possibilities are endless. Somewhere out there, there are worlds where your sister is still alive. Where you died instead of her in the accident. Where you don’t have powers.
Miguel’s question brings you back on earth, however. To yearn for another existence can only leads to death and destruction.
“Yep.”
Bad answer. He puts his hands on his hips and raises a sceptical eyebrow.
“Did you now?” His voice is dripping with sarcasm and you want to punch him again.
“Yeah I got it. The multiverse exists. Don’t stay in another dimension for too long or everyone dies. Do not interfere with fixed events or everyone dies. Do not let people from other dimensions linger in one that’s not theirs or everyone dies. This is pretty basic sci-fi time travel’s rules. I just compacted your lecture in three sentences, you’re welcome.”
“Che maravilla. Then you can be in charge of giving my “lecture” to the new recruits.”
“I’d say I don’t make a good pedagogue but at least I’ve never thrown a desk at a kid.” You retort without missing a beat, crossing your arms, a sneering smile spreading your lips, staring back at Miguel.
You can’t really be mad at him for the sarcasm, it’s your favourite form of humour after all. But if he wants to play, you’ll give as good as you get.
Once again, Peter plays the peacemaker.
“Heyyy Miguel, didn’t you want to ask about her powers?”
The aforenamed sits for the first time since you arrived in the room, in the chair facing you.
“Lyla, can you take notes of this?”
Lyla makes a military salute.
“From what I’ve gathered firsthand – he rubs his jaw where you punched him – you have enhanced strength. Is your skin completely impenetrable? What about the rest of your body?”
“Enhanced speed, enhanced stamina. I’m almost unbreakable. My muscles and my bones included. My eyes are not.”
“Define “almost”. ”
“The most damage I’ve ever sustained was when I took a shotgun to the head and it knocked me out for a couple days. Otherwise I’m usually bulletproof.”
“What about fire? Are you also immune? Electric shocks? Explosives?”
“Yes, yes and yes.”
It’s like having a conversation with your doctor.
Peter lets out an enthusiastic “wow” and Jessica considers you more attentively. As for Miguel, you can’t tell if he’s impressed or satisfied to have a promising recruit. However you’re quickly interrupted in your analysis of his expression as he stands up.
“Get up. Time to show what you’re capable of.”
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thesecretwriter · 10 months
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miguel o’hara x spider!female reader. 
but the spider!reader only became a spidey hero through experimentation done by hydra - who made a genetic serum that would change the DNA of its occupant (like how miguel became spiderman)
ALSO, maybe a dash of miguel o’hara being jealous of bucky barnes? specifically cartoon bucky from “what if?” (bucky and readers friendship would be platonic).
it came to me in a dream to write this. 
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yonniebonnie · 10 months
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Okay I might actually start writing now, but I think I’ll start off with head cannons for right now because I’m not 100% confident in my writing skills. I know I’m not absolute shit when it comes to writing, but I have noticed that I tend to repeat certain words so I’ll have to work on that 😭
Characters that I might write for:
Peter Maximoff (obviously)
Maybe other characters from the X-men series
Tate Langdon
Luke Cooper (there’s not a lot of fics for him and I’d like to change that 😏)
Jennifer Check
Stu Macher
Charlie Walker
Mickey Altieri
Ethan Landry
Amber Freeman
Jill Roberts
Literally any Ghostface other than Richie, Nancy Loomis, and detective Bailey💀
Also open to writing for other scream characters like Tatum, Dewey, or Sam
Peter Parker (whichever one)
Conner DBH
The Maze Runner characters
Every Wednesday character except for Xavier (sorry, don’t feel comfortable writing for Percy Hynes White 🤷🏾‍♀️)
Stanley Barber (y’all still remember IANOWT?)
And that’s basically it for right now. Also Peter, Tate, and Luke are the only Evan Peters characters I’ll be writing for just for right now because I haven’t finished the other seasons of American Horror Story yet, but maybe in the future I’d probably be interested in writing for characters like Kit Walker or Kyle Spencer. There’s other characters that I wouldn’t mind trying to write for that I haven’t mentioned, but just ask and I’ll give you an answer.
I can write:
Any gendered readers: female readers, gender neutral readers, and male reader
Nsfw: don’t be afraid to request suggestive stuff. I don’t mind writing kinky stuff, but not too kinky like the piss kink or daddy kink bc it personally makes me uncomfortable (however, I’ll allow mommy kinks).
Kinks: Needed a section to put what kinks I allow. I will write for breeding kinks, breath play, bondage, pain kink, knife play, blood kink, dom/sub, degradation, BDSM; whatever, just ask.
Sfw: I’ll write fluff, hurt comfort, angst, any tropes, just whatever. I’m fine with platonic fics.
Semi Dark fics: I like Scream and American Horror Story, so you know there’s going to be some dark fics. I don’t mind prompts where the characters are possessive or obsessive (but not abusive). I also don’t mind writing for Yandere characters.
Poc reader inserts: I’m black, so I’d love writing stuff for black readers as well.
Fandoms: X-men, Wednesday, Scream, Spiderman verse, The Maze Runner series, Detroit Become Human, The Umbrella Academy (that’s it for rn)
I won’t write:
Celebrities/Real People: As much as I find their character’s attractive, I don’t feel comfortable writing for the actor/actress themself. I don’t know them personally, so I don’t feel any interest in writing anything for them.
Guy x male reader smut: it’s not bc of homophobia, it’s simply just because I don’t feel comfortable writing gay smut. As a woman, I just don’t want to make people think I’m sexualizing gay men. The most I’ll do is write suggestive stuff, but I won’t write full on smut.
OC inserts: I strictly write for reader inserts. I won’t be writing anything specifically for one reader.
Shipping: I don’t write for character x character. Nothing against them, I just only have an interest for reader inserts.
Smut for teenage characters: I’m 18, so I will not be writing smut for characters under 18, especially if they are portrayed by literal teenagers. However, for characters like on Wednesday where the characters are portrayed by adults in their 20s and even 30s, if you want smut for them it should be fine as long as they’re aged up to be 18.
These: non-con, step-cest/incest, r4pe themes, drugging, somnophilia, age regression, ddlg, piss kink (squirting’s fine), huge age gaps, race play, pedophilia, etc. Once again, if you’re not sure what kinks I’ll write for, feel free to ask
Traumatic stuff: I will not write things like abuse victim, rape victim, or self harm victim prompts. I will write angst, but I won’t write anything too depressing. I came here for a good time, let me be happy and delusional in peace 😪
Songfics: So random, but I hate when fics have lyrics within them. They confuse me too much and I also find them kind of cringey. I absolutely despise songfics, I’m so sorry babes 😭
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spcewild · 7 months
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Boundaries & Fandom I will write for !
Just restating games/Fandom I will write for ;
Rdr (1&2)
Re (resident evil - Leon Kennedy, Carlos, Luis Sera, etc.)
SR (Saints row - all main characters [Johnny gat, Shaundi, etc.])
COD (Black ops, newer cod games, etc.)
Mortal Kombat (1 & 11)
Borderlands (1&2 + Tales From Borderlands only!)
Spiderman; across the multiverse
TKAM [To kill a mockingbird] (ADULT characters + platonic/parent like relationship w/ others)
DBH [Detriot: Become Human] (any ADULT characters and ADULT androids)
The Walking Dead [Rick Grimes, Daryl Dixon, Shane Walsh, Maggie, Glenn, etc.] (ALL ADULT CHARACTERS)
The Punisher (All ADULT main characters)
The Outsiders (All Characters EXECPT for antagonists/Socs [NOT INCLUDING CHERRY])
Rumble Fish (Motorcycle Boy, Rusty James, Patty, etc...)
Tex (All main characters)
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What I refuse to write for:
Character x character, minor x adult, incest, weird kinks, actors/real people including streamers/youtubers (I simply do not want to make them uncomfortable even if they consent to fics abt them..), etc etc. (Pretty much just the weird and illegal stuff <3)
Genres:
Smut, fluff, angst, etc!
Boundaries:
(What I am and am not comfortable with)
What I refuse to write for will either be because I am simply uninterested in writing it, or it makes me uncomfortable. If you are unsure if I am comfortable with writing a certain thing/idea, PLEASE ASK!! I will not be mad! :)
I AM okay with being reblogged! It is very welcome, and I appreciate it! But along with this and reposting my work (which I am also okay with), I must receive credit.
Which pretty much means don't steal my work lol
If you wish to address me in any way, you can refer to me as:
Spce, space, spcewild, and wild. Or any other nicknames you may have for me! <3 (as long as it isn't inappropriate, I do not wish to be referred to in any sexual way)
(Pronouns are listed in my bio if needed!)
I AM also okay with writing what I believe is called a match-up...? (Correct me if I'm wrong pls lmao) where you describe yourself, and oc, persona, etc. And I get to match you up with who I think you match the best with romantically or platonically!
I am ALSO okay with writing for male, female, gender neutral, intersex, trans, and any other LGBTQ+ readers!! I will also include POC readers, chubby, thin, or any body size of reader! Not only this, but if you wish for the reader to have a specific physical quality you want me to write for (and can be an insecurity) pls let me know! :)
Lastly, I am okay with writing for readers with disabilities, mental issues, etc. (Please correct me if I mistake anything when writing for specific things like this! <3)
if anyone has any questions feel free to ask <3
Requests: OPEN
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adhdduckie · 20 days
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𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎!!!
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masterlist spotify rules
about me:
i am a minor.
I write for a large group of fandoms, that are available on my masterlist. if you are wondering if i write for a fandom, please ask, and i will let you know. If i have time, i will spend time to research that fandom to comply with your ask.
I can write from any pov, however i feel that i'm best with third person pov (omniscient) and refer to y/n as 'you'. I can write gender neutral, female or male, however i am best at the first two. If you request, i can try my best to write from a male pov.
I will write most things; x reader, romance or platonic. I will NOT write about anything NSFW, for example, anything sexual, regarding violence, kinks, etc. I do not tolerate any harassment of any people whatsoever, and i believe that people deserve respect with only certain limitations.
My likes:
-> the brothers sun (netflix)
-> if you could see the sun ( ann liang)
-> this time it's real ( ann liang)
-> I hope this doesn't find you (ann liang)
-> spiderman
-> physics
-> books
-> bubble tea
-> apple juice
-> spending time with friends
-> the mazerunner
-> harry potter universe
My dislikes:
-> disrespectful people
-> being forced to do things i dont want to do
-> unsolicited criticisms
-> Brussel sprouts.
-> most kinds of liquorice
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sherlockfoolm · 1 year
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Rules, fandoms I write for and who (Please check rules)
Please send in requests (Especially yandere).
Sherlock bbc;
Sherlock Holmes
James Moriarty
Mycroft Holmes
Gotham tv series:
Jerome Valeska
Jerimiah Valeska
Fish Mooney
Jonathan Crane
Oswald Cobblepot
Edward Nygma
Bruce Wayne
Interview With The Vampire 1994:
Lestat De Lioncourt
Scream 1996:
Billy Loomis
-Stu macher
(I write poly Billy and Stu and them separately)
-Sydney Prescott
Halloween 1978
Michael Myres
Labyrinth
Jareth The Goblin King
-Spiderman
Tom holland Spiderman/Peter Parker
Andrew Garfield Spiderman/Peter Parker
Andrew Garfield Gwen
(I write Peter and Gwen poly or separately)
The Green Goblin
Star Wars
Padme Amidala
Anakin Skywalker
(I write poly Padme and Anakin and I write them separate)
Luke Skywalker
Chucky
Tiffany Valentine
Chucky/Charles Lee Ray (I can write them poly and separately)
-Carrie 1976
Carrie
Rules and stuff:
I can write yandere and the character just how they are, though I prefer yandere. (Do not get offended if a yandere fic of mine is particularly dark. That is how I view the character as a yandere)
I write smut.
I write female reader and gender neutral reader. (I will try my best with a gn reader and I apologize if I make a mistake when writing a gn reader)
I only write x reader. Do not request an oc or a ship. (Though my fanfics are written with a poc reader in mind, and I may take a poc reader request since we don't get a lot of rep)
I don't write yandere slashers beside Carrie and Billy and Stu
I only write head canons (but feel free to request full fanfics (I will write them if I find them interesting)).
As of now I don't write platonic fanfics, but I might in the future so feel free to ask.
Write as many requests as you want, but I am not obligated to write/respond to your request
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gritsandbrits · 2 years
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@nitkat360 asked about the meme i made
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Created my DA account in 2015 to read Hetalia x Reader fics
My oc for DC is in a relationship with Bruce Wayne who is a few years older than her hence the sugar baby joke (she is not an actual sugar baby)
My oc for scooby doo is black and given the reaction to Velma she probably would be called woke...ignoring her personality
My self insert for monkie kid is the center of a love triangle between Sun Wukong and Macaque
Barb (my oc for hotwheels) is the estranged daughter of Dr. Tezla. Her parents divorced when she was 4 and it was only when she was 16 that she met her father again at the Highway 35 race
I ship Kendrix Tennyson wh Varian bc they work so well together I can't explain it but Varian would go for someone like her and he's the only guy she can really stand besides Albedo but that's purely platonic
Given the nature of the franchise I have multiple versions of Kaysha Wallace depending on show. The big mainstay is that she loves fashion and wears pink
Tallulah an oc I made for Monster High id part werewolf which technically makes her a monster but she can't turn into one. She doesn't even had werewolf traits she is human. Her sister on of the other hand can turn into a lycan.
In my au Lloyd's mother is not Misako but a lady named Bashira. She was frozen in stone and had Lloyd taken from her bc her village feared her son. Misako and Wu tried years to find him and that's where the first season comes up where Lloyd learns of his mom. Also bc Misako x Garmadon is so fucking BORING
Jora's dad offered the Incurseans frog legs as a sign of peace...didnt go very well but in his defense he don't know shit about aliens
Because of the shoddy way Arcee and Blackarachnia were written it motivated me to give my female OCs complicated backstories and personalities that didn't revolve around a guy or manpain
After s8 and such Lord Garmadon comes back and shacks up with Odette's family. Her sister Leilani befriends him and Garmadon may have a chance to redeem himself even if he can't access his human form anymore.
In my version of The Amazing Spiderman Gwen Stacy lives because it's my oc Vesta that gets kidnapped by Green Goblin and dies. She comes back in Homecoming as Wolf-Spider in a grand rescuing Michelle from a similar fate; reuniting with Her world's Peter but can't be with him bc she's now helping guard the multiverse from Scarlet Bitch
On plan I had for Rosslyn (my oc for alpha teebs on machines) was for her to be a clone of Mr. Lee's late wife Rosanne. But this was scrapped bc it was too obvious a twist plus I doubt Lee would clone his own wife.
Noelani was originally conceived as Chris Thorndyke's teenage sister and would replace him as the main human. I changed so much of her by then especially to distance her from that shitstain.
An idea I had for Jojo Part 9 was for Jolyne Kujo's mother (Jotaro's ex) to be the main antagonist. Her goal was to avenge Jolyne's death by leading a campaign against stand users seeing them as too dangerous, as well as plotting to wipe out the rest of the Brando family so they can't hurt anyone ever again. My main JOJO, Josephine "Josie, wouldve opposed her alongside her friend Gia Brando (Dio's granddaughter), Josuke 8 and Yasuho.
I have a himbo fetish since some of my personal f/os are himbos
CANON MONSTERFUCKING Amani is dating a Mummy Pharaoh, my self inserts date mummies, and monsters and robots yeah we having a great time
And that's about it!!
Also all ships (that aren't incest\problem/gross/yucky) are canon bc i dont care much for ship wars
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Alex’s Christmas Sleepover 2022!!!
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Okay, okay, sooooo
Last year I started this way too late and I also, like, completely failed and didn’t get any of my story requests done, so I greatly apologize for that 😅😅😅 BUT to @shadyrunawaykingdom, @corner-emo​, and @sevenmillionpsychos​, if you still want the same stories that you requested previously, I will write them this year and they will be the very first stories that I put out from this. If you want a new story instead, just let me know and I’ll do that instead. If you’d like to request another story along with your previous one, that’s perfectly fine, just know that your new story requests will go into whatever list I have going after your previous requests are done. If you need a reminder on what story you requested last year, let me know and I’ll tell you!! 
So, now, here’s how things will go. Below, I’ll have listed the characters that I’m currently comfortable writing for categorized by fandoms, as well as different symbols relating to christmas and whatnot. You get to choose if you want a moodboard or story (if you pick story, you automatically get a moodboard as well, please keep that in mind), as well as what character or characters you’d like in it. If you want a story, you get to choose what type of story (smut, angst, fluff, comfort, etc. as well as any combinations - any characters I list that are canonically younger than 18, I will be aging up unless you ask for a scenario that requires them to be younger, just no asking for there to be smut while the character isnt aged up to 18+) as well as if you’d like a shorter story (Around 500-1,500 words) or a longer story (Around 2,000+). You then get to also add in any of the christmas symbols that I list and voila. I shall create something for you 😌
I do ask that you go through this whole post in order to create your request. Also, if you want a specific version of a character (ie, Emo!Wanda Maximoff, Dark!Lizzie Saltzman, Season 3!Eddie Munson, etc., etc..), then please let me know!! You can just fill out the information below and let me fill in the blanks with whatever comes to my mind or you can give me a specific scenario along with the other things as well, it's entirely up to you!!
Duration: 12/08/22 - 01/31/23
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Ships:
[Polyamorous ships are allowed for both of the following]
📖 - Character(s) x Reader (Please specify platonic or romantic)
👩 - Female, Transfemale
👨‍🦱 - Male, Transmale
🏳️‍🌈 - Enby, Other (Please specify)
🚢 - Character(s) x Character(s) (Please specify platonic or romantic)
Characters:
[Crossovers are allowed!!]
MCU:
✪ - Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier
⍟ - Steve Rogers/Captain America
⎊ - Tony Stark/Iron Man
⧗ - Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow
४ - Loki Odinson
🕸️ - Peter Parker/Spiderman
➳ - Clint Barton/Hawkeye
ᱬ - Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch
⩔ - Sam Wilson/The Falcon/Captain America
🥂 - Pepper Potts
🔫 - Yelena
🏹 - Kate
🥥 - Bruce Banner/Hulk
🍄 - Jen Walters/She-Hulk
🪄 - Dr. Stephan Strange
🔨 - Thor Odinson
🐍 - Sylvie Laufeydottir
🦯 - Matt Murdock/Daredevil
Stranger Things:
🌼 - Robin Buckley
🐉 - Mike Wheeler
🤱 - Steve Harrington
📷 - Jonathan Byers
📒 - Nancy Wheeler
🍃 - Argyle
🍁 - Gareth Emerson
🧠 - Dustin Henderson
👮‍♂️ - Jim Hopper
🎸 - Eddie Munson
😇 - Joyce Byers
🏀 - Lucas Sinclair
👙 - Karen Wheeler
🦸‍♀️ - El/Jane Hopper
🎶 - Max Mayfield
💏 - Will Byers
📣 - Chrissy Cunningham
🇷🇺 - Dmitri Antonio
🥃 - Murray Bauman
Lucifer:
😈 - Lucifer Morningstar
🥀 - Rory Morningstar
👑 - Chloe Decker
🚓 - Dan
🥽 - Ella
💼 - Charlette
🔪 - Mazikeen Smith
🍎 - Eve
🎓 - Linda Martin
📿 - Amenadiel
The Originals:
🐺 - Klaus Mikaelson
⚖️ - Elijah Mikaelson
🪞 - Rebekah Mikaelson
🧿 - Freya Mikaelson
🪬 - Vincent
🔮 - Davina Claire
🗝️ - Camille O'Connell
👠 - Hayley Marshall
🏏 - Kol Mikaelson
🎀 - Aurora
🧨 - Keelin
🧬 - Marcel
Legacies:
⛓️ - Penelope Park
🧳 - Josie Saltzman
🗡️ - Hope Mikaelson
🧭 - Cleo
🚨 - Ethan
🚀 - MG
🎠 - Lizzie Saltzman
🥊 - Jed
♟️ - Ben
🎩 - Landon Kirby
🎸 - Finch
🔥 - Kaleb
For:
✍ - Story
Length:
📈 - Long
📉 - Short
Type/Genre:
😘 - Smut
🥰 - Fluff
🥺 - Comfort
😔 - Angst
💀 - Dark
🗡 - Mafia
😊 - Cute
😍 - Flirty
🌇 - City
🌄 - Country
🏖 - Vacation
💒 - Married/Wedding
💍 - Engaged
🐹 - Pets
😝 - Silly/Weird/Crack
😴 - Sleepy
🤒 - Sick
🥳 - Party
🤰 - Pregnancy
🛍 - Shopping
🍼 - Baby/Kids
⚔ - Era AU (Specify which, please, 1800s, 1860s, 1940s, 1980s, etc.)
🏍 - Bikers
👻 - Spooky
🦇 - Vampires
🎒 - K-12
🏫 - College
These were all the ones I could think of, but if you had others in mind, that's perfectly fine as well!
Remember, you can put together as much as you want as long as it makes sense!!!
🖼 - Moodboard
📸 - Number of Pictures
🌈 - Color(s) Theme
🧱 - Background Color
🚫 - No Background Color
Christmas Symbols:
🎄 - Decorated Christmas Tree
🌲 - Non-Decorated Tree
🎁 - Presents
🎅 - Santa Claus
🤶 - Mrs. Claus
🧑‍🎄 - Elves
🎶 - Caroling
🕯 - Christmas Lights
⭐ - Stars
❄ - Winter
☃️ - Snowman
🌿 - Mistletoe
🔥 - Fireplace
🍽 - Food
🍪 - Desserts
🦌 - Reindeer
🛷 - Sled
🧤 - Gloves
👒 - Hats
😌 - Blankets
👕 - Sweaters
🎂 - Holiday Desserts
☕️ - Hot Chocolate/Apple Cider
🌨 - White Christmas
⛸️ - Ice Skating
🧣 - Scarf
Again, if you can think of any others that you would like to use, I am perfectly fine with that!!
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Guys, you can request as many stories as you want, just remember that these things all take time!!! Just let me know what your requesting in a reply, ask, reblog, dm, etc. Anything at all!! Just please let me know!! And if you have any questions, definitely feel free to ask me!!!
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WANNA REQUEST? HERE’S THE RULES!
what i don't write: nsfw, character x character ships, sensitive topics (self harm, sa, s*icide, etc.), a non-poc reader, male reader (nothing against this but i'm just not really good at it + plus, i don’t wanna risk misrepresenting y’all. so sorry <3)
what i do write: female / gn reader, sfw, platonic relationships, character x reader, headcanons, smaus, suggestive content (depends, but it’ll still be borderline sfw anyways) poc / Igbtq+ readers, & body type specific readers.
fandoms i write for: mha, aot, spiderman: atsv, jujutsu kaisen, bungou stray dogs, seraph of the end [subject to change]
characters i write for: i write for anyone in each fandom, but if you're not sure about a certain character, go ahead and send me an ask!
characters i don't write for: pro-heroes excluding aizawa & hawks, mineta, overhaul [subject to change]
REGARDING HEADCANONS: 3-4 characters max, it kinda allows me to make part twos especially if i like the prompt a lot !
REGARDING THE TIME IT MIGHT TAKE: i will try my best to get your request out as fast i can. i’m on tumblr a lot but at the same time i’m not yk? it’s complicated, but just know i’ll work on it as soon as i get it.
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platrom · 2 years
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Tied Hearts
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Warnings: red string of fate, fluff, unspecified love (platonic/romantic), reader has no name such as (Y/N), angst (if you blink)
Summary: Love comes in the most unexpected forms.
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“One day, you’ll meet the love of your life.”
The delicate thread was piled behind you. Countless loops decorated the plain floor, the bold, thin string standing proudly in contrast. It was a luxurious red that screamed confidence, knowledge, power. And love, of course.
The red string seemed endless. It only looped and looped and trailed into the unknown of great lengths that you were unwilling to uncover. It was supposed to be a string of fate, so why look for your partner when they’re supposed to come with you?
There was always a possibility they were dead- you had read countless cases on these misfortunes. However, if they were presumed dead, your lovely bright red string would be a bleak red, borderline black. The glisten and gleam of it would disappear and merely serve as a reminder of a severe loss.
But your string was still a lively red that burned brighter than the sun.
“I want to be yours.”
When you were young and dumb, you had truly believed that you could deceive fate and find your own perfect partner. You had proclaimed that destiny was merely a hoax, that the string that adorned your finger and clasped it so gently was just a fib.
When you were young and dumb, you never realized the importance of that string. That if whatever happened to you or your destined partner, the string would serve as your lifeline- your fighting reason.
You couldn’t count on your fingers how many times in the midst of your worst moments, the sight of that glimmering thread had been the reason why you got up and kept on fighting.
Certainly, a mere string couldn’t mean that much?
It had been a question that had lingered on your mind for ages. The importance of the red string of fate varied on the person. Some found it to be pointless and a joke, while others worshipped it religiously.
As for yourself?
You may as well have been planted right in the middle.
There was a time and a point in life when that string would have meant nothing. You would have defied its purpose and overlooked its symbolism.
Now?
It was what had led you to the love of your life. The person you wanted to spend your time with forever.
Your partner always liked to joke that even without the string, you both would have found each other nevertheless. You hoped that would be true.
But really, who were you kidding? Fate did have a say in it.
More than you would ever know.
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