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Characters that you can ask whatever your heart desires

From these fandoms:

Horror movies

Sherlock BBC

The Hobbit

Supernatural

Skulduggery Pleasant

Doctor Who

Marvel

Dc

Demon Road

Lord of The Rings

Bohemian Rhapsody

Stranger Things

She Ra

Maze Runner

Dragon Prince

Umbrella Academy

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Can I please request a Maze Runner Thomas x Male reader, please? One where the reader comes up in the box and remember almost everything about Wcked because they failed in completely wiping out his memory and he hates Thomas because they were really close friends (and lovers) and he "betrayed him" by sending his friends to the box so Thomas tries to make amends despite not remembering and romantic feelings emerge, pretty please? I'm so sorry if it's so long, btw I love your blog! ❤💗

Pairing: Thomas x male readerWarning: noneY/N felt cool metal under his touch. He opened his eyes to be met with pitch black, where was he? Then it hit him like a tsunami, WCKED, the Maze, their little experiment. Before he could dwell on it any longer, the metal doors were hauled open. Bright daylight flooded into the small space, temporarily blinding Y/N. He looked up to see many faces staring down at him, some of them were familiar faces, he remembered why they sent him into this death trap. WCKED had sent Y/N to the Glade because he stopped following orders as soon as WCKED decided to stick some of his friends into the box. “Oi, you gonna climb out or are we going to have to lift you out ourselves?” One of the boys asked, Newt, Y/N believed his name to be. Y/N lifted himself out of the cold confined space, to be met with a face that he didn't want to see again. “Thomas” Y/N spoke, no emotion whatsoever showing through.“You know me?” Thomas replied, stepping forwards“You could say that” “Who are you?” Thomas was now standing right in front of Y/N. “Who am I?” Before Thomas could ask more questions, Y/N threw a punch directly to Thomas’ face. “The hell was that for?!”“I don't think he liked you before” Minho piped in, laughing to himself.Without saying another word Y/N walked towards the Deadheads.------------Thomas really didn't want to get hit again, but he needed answers on who he was, and the only person who could possibly provide answers to his questions was the crazy boy who hit him. Thomas eventually stumbled upon Y/N. “Hi” Thomas spoke, trying to not rile this guy up. “Oh great it's you”“Hey, I know you probably don't like me but I need-”“I like you, and that's the problem”“If you do like me you've got a funny way of showing it”“That's because you deserved it”“Okay, i’m completely lost, and I can't apologise if I don't know what I did”“You sent them here to die” Y/N looked up, staring into Thomas’ eyes. “I told you not to, and yet you still did”“I’m sorry but I don't know what you're talking about”“We were happy together Thomas, we were put in a horrible situation but we had eachother. Then you go and send Jasper and Will into the dreaded box, you didn't have to, I told you not to, and you did. They were my friends, my best friends and you sent them to this death trap. They don't even remember who I am. You don't even remember who I am! Do you know how horrible it is to remember our times together, our happiness, but you don't” Thomas stayed quiet, soaking up this information. Thomas’ silence didn't satisfy Y/N’s need for an apology, a reaction, anything. So he got up and left, leaving Thomas alone in the Deadheads.---------------Thomas lay awake that night, Y/N’s words replaying in his head, the amount of anger, betrayal, and absolute heartbreak in his voice arose immense guilt in Thomas. He knew this boy, in a time before now, and he could tell that he loved him deeply. Thomas knew that he needed to make things right between Y/N and him. The next day, at the break of dawn, Thomas decided that he would be the one to show Y/N around. So he awoke early, collected some food from Frypan and went to give Y/N breakfast. He found Y/N’s sleeping place and woke him, the boy stirred but didn't wake. Thomas smiled to himself, Y/N looked very peaceful and even cute in his sleep.“Enjoying the view, you creep?” Y/N said, cracking an eye open. “I-urr I was just going to give you breakfast and a tour of the Glade”Y/N just looked at Thomas. He eventually took one of the plates of food and began eating. “So that's the Deadheads but you already know where that is, and that-”“Can I ask you a question?”“I guess?”“Do you feel anything when you look at me?” Y/N looked down at his hands, fiddling with them.“I do. I feel guilty”“That's because I told you what you did, that doesn't mean anything-”“Let me finish”Y/N nodded, signaling that he would listen to what Thomas has to say.“Okay, well I feel guilt, not only for what I did to your friends, which led to you coming to this Kline pile, but for leaving you alone. For forgetting you, and for making you feel so alone. I also feel like I need to be with you, that I need you by my side at all times. And I feel love” Thomas looked at Y/N, taking his hands into his own. “I am so sorry for what I did, but just know that I would never do something like that again. Could we go back to how we were before?”“I would like that”

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Will be doing Umbrella Academy now

Requests still open!!

17/3/19

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Would you write for Azog or Lurtz? Or orcs arent included?

An orc worth fighting for

Pairing: Azog x elven male reader

Warnings: None

Summary: Azog and Y/N are a forbidden love, but they don't care. Mostly set at the battle of burning pines.

It was another cold night, Y/N stood away from the sleeping camp of battle ready Orcs. He looked up at the sky thinking about his ancestors and gods that he abandoned long ago. They all tried to cage him, take away his free will, but he was a warrior and has fought for and will continue to fight for his love. Y/N suddenly jolted once he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder but he relaxed when the hand’s owner started to talk, his voice informing him that it was his beloved.

“Can't sleep?” Azog’s voice asked, staring up at the stars along Y/N

“Yeah, I just, I'm a long way from home” Y/N sighed placing his hand atop Azog’s. The orc chieftain just hummed. Y/N closed his eyes, enjoying the moment. Moment like these is what he fought for, he just wanted to be with Azog.

The next day was the day they found the dwarf king that mutilated Azog’s arm. The army of orcs and wargs surrounded the group of treacherous dwarves. The dwarf king idiotically left his safe little tree and was instantly thrown to the dirt by Azog. Just as Azog was about to own the prize that was the dwarf kings head , a halfling attacked an orc. Y/N was slightly impressed with this halfling’s courageous behaviour, but just as furious with his interference. The halfling stood protectively in front of the injured dwarf king.

“Come here quick, while I've got them distracted!” The halfling spoke, his glowing sword raised dangerously. Y/N looked at him confused. “It's okay, they won't hurt you anymore!”

That was the moment Y/N realised what was happening. “Oh, you think they're holding me captive, don't you?”

“It's okay just come here”

“You've got it wrong halfling, i’m not here against my will, i’m here because I very much want to be” Confusion painted itself on the halfling’s face.

“But you're an elf? Aren't orcs and elves mortal enemies?”

“Nobody knows that like me, but you see I don't hate orcs, in fact i’m courting one”Pure shock ran across the halfling’s expression. All a sudden the dwarves had attacked, taking advantage of the distraction caused by the halfling’s words. Azog instinctively moved in front of Y/N, protecting him from harm. Just as nothing could possibly go more against the plan, eagles attacked. The gigantic beasts picked up orcs and threw them, their impressive wings beating at the fire, blowing it at the orc army’s flesh. Little by little the cowardly dwarves fled on the backs of the eagles, until none were left.

The dwarf king was so tightly in the orcs grasp until he was ripped away, no one knew this as much as Azog, that he once again failed his vengeful duty.

He stood at the edge of a steep cliff. He only sighed when he felt Y/N’s presence. “We’ll get them next time, I am sure if it” Y/N spoke, his voice not above a whisper but still loud in the silence of failure.

“I am sorry”

“For what?”

“You would have a warm home to return to if it wasn't for me” there was an echo of sadness in his voice.

“That doesn't matter, I love you. That place was not my home anyway, always telling me to adhere to the rules, nothing ever happened, not my kind of life”

“And this is your kind of life? Danger around every corner, so many wanting our heads, and have you seen the way people look at you? The disrespect in their eyes, the hatred, just because you chose me”

“And I would choose you every time, even if it killed me. You are my home Azog, I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you remember?”

“How could I forget?” He smiled, turning to Y/N. Azog placed a hand on Y/N’s face, leaning into his hand Y/N gave a sigh of relief.

Things we’re going to be alright.

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I am looking for writers!

Hello, people of Tumblr.

Here I am to shamelessly advertise my account ask for your help!

My account is a repost account for any x male reader and x gender neutral reader fiction. I share some of my favorite works with the public via links to stories. If you are a writer for either of those two ‘topics’ please reblog this. I am always looking for new writers to follow and new works to share.

Thank you so much for the reblog, to those that did! I cannot wait to see your work!

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desperate for some roger x male reader smut where he’s teaching reader the drums and it gets VERY heated and maybe the reader is top cause bottom!roger is beautiful

The Sound of Banging Drums

Pairing: Roger x male reader

Warnings: smut, top reader x bottom Roger

Summary: Roger thought it would be a good idea to teach Y/N the drums, however he didn’t foresee that the drums wouldn’t be the only sound of banging that night.———————————————-

It was pretty late but Roger didn’t care, he wanted to see Y/N. So as any desperate man would do he called up the male that he unexpectedly fell in love with.

“Oh hey, Y/N”

“Roger it’s 11:30pm, why are you calling me?”

“Uh, I was thinking about that one time you asked me to teach you how to play the drums”

“That was four months ago”

“I know, that means my promise to teach you is long overdue, so come over and I’ll teach you”

“You're damn lucky you’re so cute Roger, i’ll be over in 10” Y/N hung up, leaving the poor drummer pondering on being called cute by his beloved Y/N. Sure Y/N and Roger liked to flirt but was he serious about it? Roger knew he was, but what if Y/N wasn’t? He probably wasn’t.

Y/N eventually showed up at Roger’s doorstep, his hair clearly wasn’t brushed, probably as a reminder to Roger as he made him get out of his warm bed. Roger stepped out of the doorway, allowing Y/N to walked into the expensive house.

“The drums are over here by the way” Roger called out, leading Y/N to the singular drum set in the middle of the room. “So first of all you’ve got to figure out how to do multiple beats at once, try this” Roger sat on Y/N’s lap grabbing the drumsticks and playing a simple beat combo. “Okay, pretty much just hit the drum on 1&3 and the symbol on 2&4, it’s a pretty simple bea-” Roger was cut off by the sensation of soft lips on his neck.

“What’s a matter? Distracted?” Y/N spoke, his voice low. Roger’s face reddened in response.

“I-urrm-uh” Roger cleared his throat trying to continue teaching, not allowing Y/N to have satisfaction of knowing how much power over Roger he has. “So hit the drum on 1&-uhhh” Roger couldn’t even finish his sentence before he let out a moan. He bit his lip, trying to not let another slip out of his mouth.

“Continue” Y/N had started making hickeys now.

“And on 2&4 you hit the-” Roger just couldn’t resist, this was something he’s wanted for so long, and he wasn’t going to let his pride get in the way. Roger started to rock his hips, rubbing against Y/N. Y/N let out a growl and flipped Roger so he was facing him.

“You couldn’t resist could you? Hmm look at you, so desperate for my cock” Y/N teased Roger in that irresistible husky voice. All Roger could do was moan in response, this earned a low chuckle from Y/N. He picked Roger up and pressed him against the wall, grinding against Roger. At this point Roger was a moaning mess.

“If you want it, you have to beg for it”Roger nodded and let out a quiet groan, “please, please, I need you inside me, I want to feel your cock in my ass, please”Y/N smirked,

“since you asked so nicely, but first you have to strip”Roger hastily went to pull his clothes off, when Y/N stopped him “slowly”. Roger took off his garments, feeling Y/N eyes raking his body as he did so. When Roger was completely naked he looked at Y/N with a desperate expression. “One more thing” Y/N stepped closer, placing his hand on Roger’s shoulder pushing him to the floor, “suck”. Roger just frantically nodded, stroking Y/N erect cock once, then putting into his wet mouth. Roger bobbed his head and sucked, earning grunts from Y/N. “Roger, uhh, i’m going to-” before he could finish, Roger felt liquid burst down his throat. Roger took Y/N out of his mouth and stood up, Y/N pushed him into the wall. “Roger, be a good boy and suck on my fingers” Roger did as he was told, coating Y/N fingers in saliva. Y/N thrusted his fingers into Roger’s ass, Roger moaned, pushing his ass outwards, trying to get more pleasure. Y/N chuckled “don’t worry baby, more will come” as he finished the sentence, Y/N thrusted his cock into Roger. Roger clawed at the walls, moaning with each hard thrust from Y/N. The two males soon found a fast and hard pace. Roger continued to moan Y/N’s name over and over. “Y/N, i’m about to come-uhh”Y/N moved his pelvis faster, if that was possible. Roger finally hit his high and spurted white substance onto the wall, soon after Y/N came, they rode out their highs together.

“Hm, who knew you were so needy?” Y/N said lazily, pulling out of Roger.“You shouldn’t be so sexy then”“You shouldn’t be so fuckable”“I love you”“Love you too Roger”

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Minho from tmr please.🙈❤

Then Get Through This For Him

Pairing: Minho x Male reader

Warnings: kinda sad I guess, but happy ending.

Summary: Minho gets trapped in the maze overnight and holds onto the though of Y/N

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Days and days of running, and all for what? Nothing had been found, yet Y/N was still hopeful. It was this undying hope that motivated his fellow runners to always keep searching for a way out. The runners very much appreciated his cheerful attitude and ability to bring out a smile in anybody, even Gally. However, nobody appreciated it like Minho did. There’s been a few times where Minho’s almost given up, but one look at Y/N’s face and his optimistic demeanor is enough to motivate him to do anything. Yeah Minho’s feelings about Y/N often earned him playful teasing from the other keepers, but he didn't care. He was happy.

That changed when he didn't Make it back to The Glade in time. He saw Y/N’s worried face waiting for him, but Minho, carrying an unconscious Alby, realised he wouldn't make it. The thought of never telling Y/N that he loved him shot daggers of sorrow through his chest, but the walls were closing. Minho could see that Y/N was about to run forward, to join Minho in his terrible fate, but Newt and Frypan held him back. Y/N thrashed and tried to break free. But to no prevail. Just as the doors were about to shut, Thomas sprinted through. Minho didn't even notice, he was too focused on the heartbroken look on Y/N’s face.

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Y/N stood at the Maze walls, unmoving, waiting for the return of Minho. Newt approached him. “You really should get some sleep” Newt suggested but he got no reply. Just Y/N staring desperately at the wall doors, willing them to open, but they didn't. “You know what’s so sad?” Y/N finally spoke, his voice empty. “Not only am I never going to see the person who helped me cope with this never ending nightmare again, I’m also losing the person that I loved, and i’ll never get to tell him that.” Silence fell over the two boys once more.

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Minho sat there, pain in his eyes.“Oh come on! We should get up and at least try to survive!” Thomas’ words fell on deaf ears. “I thought you were supposed to be a professional at this!” Thomas once more tried to get Minho to believe that this wasn't the end.

“What does it matter? Huh? We're going to die, and I'm never going to see Y/N again!” Minho’s voice echoed off of the Maze’s walls.

“Who’s Y/N?”

“He’s just another runner”

Thomas knew that that wasn't all, Minho had said his name specially for a reason. “Who is he to you?”

Minho sat in thoughtful quiet for a few seconds.

“I love him”

“Then get through this for him! Think how sad that poor shuck would be if you didn't make it!” Just like Thomas hoped, that was enough to motivate the keeper of runners.

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The time for the doors to open came. The Gladers gathered around in hope that their three friends were still alive. Y/N stood in the same spot that he did all night. The doors started to open. Y/N willed them to open quicker, hanging onto the last shred of hope that they were okay.

There they were. Y/N immediately ran as fast as he could into the Maze. “Y/N! I’m so-” Minho greeted Y/N just to be cut of by lips crashing into his. Minho fought his surprise and eventually kissed back. Y/N pulled back, a big grin on his face. In that moment Minho forgot all his worries about Alby, the Maze, Grievers, all of it. He looked at Y/N and laughed, going in for another kiss.

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Requests are still open!

Also yeah, I'll write smut.

-23/2/2019

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Maze runner x male reader?

I will be doing Maze Runner as well now!

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Stormy Nights

Pairing: Roger Taylor x Male reader

Warnings: None

Summary: A storm rolled in and took out the power, so you and your boyfriend cuddle the night away.

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The rain was incredibly loud as it drummed against the glass. The storm had appeared without warning and was ferocious. The thunder cracked like whips, the rain hammers down to the ground, the lightning lit up the whole sky, and the wind was forcing the trees to dance.

You sat on the couch with your boyfriend, Roger. He was pressed into your side. You two were just lounging around when the storm hit all a sudden.

The two of you were enjoying watching the TV, snuggled into eachother. The way your bodies fit together brought much comfort. That's when the power went out.

The sudden lack of light started both of you. " I was watching that!" Roger sighed at the TV. You chuckled. "Well what are we supposed to do now?" Roger questioned, turning his towards you. You could barely make out his facial features in the darkness. You stood up to go find a lighter and heard Roger whine with the loss of your body next to his.

You came back to the couch with a bunch of candles and some matches. After fumbling around to find where the coasters were you placed the candles down and lit them. The burning objects gave off a dim glow, but still enough to see Roger sprawled out on the couch. He was looking at you with a fond expression.

"How am I so lucky to have you as my boyfriend?" Roger spoke quietly.

"Your lucky? I'm the one dating the famous Roger Taylor" you replied walking over to the blue eyed man. Roger sat up, freeing some space for you to sit down. He laid back down, resting his head in your lap. You absent mindedly started to run your hands through his blonde locks. He hummed in content.

"Serious though, how did I snag you? You are so talented, your in one of the most famous bands of all time!" You talked softly, hand still playing with his golden hair. You felt him shifting under your hand.

"What are you tying to day Y/N?"

"Just- I don't know. I guess why me? You could have anyone and-"

"Because I love you. You are the most important thing to me. It doesn't matter how famous I am, I will never leave you behind. I would die for you"

"Ok ok Romeo, you don't have to die for me"

"I would"

"I know." You looked down at him, his ocean eyes gleaming with love. It was at these points in time where the world just stops, and it feels like it's just you two in the whole world. Moments like these were the ones you would remember till the end of your days.

Roger burst out laughing. "Look at us, two men deeply in love ready to fight the whole world." He said balling his hands into a fist, pretending to be a boxer. You laughed. You reached out your arm and cupped his cheek. Roger just closed his eyes and leant into your touch, completely content.

"You know you're right, I could have anyone in the whole world" he murmured. "That's why I chose you" he opened his eyes "dear god I love you" he sighed.

"Love you too"

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Battle scars

Pairing: Castiel x trans!male reader

Warnings: Top surgery scars

Summary: Y/N starts to feel insecure about his top surgery scars so Castiel, tells him what he thinks.

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Y/N stood there staring into the mirror, the two ugly scars on his torso staring right back at him. They reminded him of how he was before, of the person that was not him. As he stood there, on the brink of tears, he heard a familiar flapping of wings.

Y/N turned to see one of his three best friends. "Why are you sad?" Castiel's gruff voice broke the lingering silence of the room. "I'm not" Y/N spoke his voice trembling. "Why are you lying?" Castiel tilted his head squinting at Y/N. Y/N said nothing. "I can feel your sorrow" Castiel stepped towards Y/N. "My scars, I'm ashamed of my scars" Y/N finally said.

"Why?"

"Because they're a constant reminder of how I was born, how I looked, they make me feel ..... fake" Castiel was close to Y/N now, he reached out and touched Y/N's face.

"They're a reminder of how far you've come, how strong you are, you've looked my father in the face and told him he got it wrong and if he won't fix it, you will" Castiel now traced the scars with his finger. "They tell your story, a story of incredible strength" Castiel leant in, his face centimetres from Y/N's. "They show the amazing man I fell in love with" Y/N's thoughts halted. 'He fell in love with me?' Y/N smiled.

"love you too Cass".

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Drinks then?

Pairing: Roger Taylor x male reader

Summary: John invites his friend to have drinks with the band members, then his friend ends up designing the new album cover.

Warnings: None

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"So, should we go get drinks then?" Brian said moving to the door.

"Sure, but if you don't mind I invited one of my friends" John replied grabbing his coat, following the others out of the studio door.

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The boys eventually arrived at the bar. They followed John in as he tried to find his friend. A man sitting at a table alone raised his hand, signalling to John his location. The band walked over. John and the man shared greetings as the others got themselves seated. The boys could now see the man's face clearly, he was an attractive male, around the same age as each band member.

The group quickly warmed to John's friend, and had an evening of entertaining conversations. When Roger got home he couldn't stop thinking about him. Roger chalked it up to just being relieved to talk to someone new.

Upon seeing how well his friend and the band got along John decided to treat Y/N to a recording session in the studio. When he told Y/N this, he was very excited to not only see the band playing up close but also to see Roger again.

When Y/N finally arrived he was greeted by the members. When he got to saying 'hi' to Roger, Roger just short circuited and after a while of blank staring he realised he was supposed to say something back. He gave the calmest 'hey' he could muster.

Roger is an outgoing flirt but that's only when he has no real feelings for the person, but Y/N? He has a lot of feelings about him.

The recording session was a ton of fun to watch and give feedback on. The boys however were stuck on what the album cover was going to look like. "Hey, Y/N is really good at drawing, so maybe he can help?" John spoke up, gesturing to his friend. " I mean if you're alright with it" Brian said. " Of course he is darling! He gets to design an album cover for the infamous Queen!" Freddie stated.

" Yeah sure, I'll do it" Y/N offered.

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I do requests for the following fandoms:

-Most horror movies

-Sherlock

-The Hobbit

-Supernatural

-Skulduggery Pleasant

-Doctor Who

-Marvel

-Dc

-Demon Road

-Lord of the rings

-Bohemian Rhapsody

-Stranger things

-She ra

-Maze Runner

-Dragon Prince

-Umbrella Academy