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mewhenimanangel · 1 year ago

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everywhere ʚɞ miles morales x reader

pairing: 42!miles morales x reader

synopsis: you got your schedule changed after an altercation. suddenly you’re everywhere in miles’ life.

wc: 2.0k

warnings!: swearing, violence

next ʚɞ

you were sitting in your guidance counselor's office, getting a schedule change. you got into a fight with someone in your third period, so the ultimate decision was changing what class you had then. you changed it from algebra 2 to physics. "girl you're just lucky the bransons aren't gonna press charges against you" your counselor said, typing up something on her computer.

"don't see why they would it was literally that bitch's fault." you mumbled the last part. "hey, watch your language in here!" she scolded you. "ms. bennett knows you're coming to her third period, so go now before you're any later" she said dismissing you.

you walked into the class and a couple heads turned to you. "oh y/n, you could sit..." ms bennett drew out looking around the room. "oh there, there's a seat open next to miles" she pointed to the back of the room and you followed her finger.

there was a boy sitting there, seemingly in the middle of drawing something. his hair was plait back in two braids, purple hoodie over the school uniform, he had dark brown skin and brown eyes staring back at you. he rolled them as he picked up his bookbag that was sitting in the chair next to him.

you walked over to the desk and sat down "hey i'm y/n" you said in a flat tone, if you were gonna be in this period now you might as well talk to someone. "i know, i can hear" he mumbled not even bothering to look at you.

you rolled your eyes at his attitude - so much for trying to talk to someone - and just focused on ms bennett. you knew who he was, you'd seen him around the halls before with his friends. he often got into fights and would butt heads with teachers. though you knew he was smart, he had to be he was in advanced physics after all. and when your school had their annual awards ceremony at the end of the year he would always be on the list.

you glanced at him a few times through the side of your eye, looking down at his doodles on his worksheet. he looked up and noticed you staring "what you want help or something?" he asked in a sour tone. "no, i can do my own work" you rolled your eyes. "then stop staring at my paper" he scoffed.

"whatever. your drawings are nice." you complimented getting back to your work. he didn't say anything he just looked at you before getting back to writing. "so you don't know how to say thank you?" you said not bothering to look at him. "do you ever stop chatting? maldita boca ruidosa"he spat, mumbling the last part. "why'd you even come to this period? heard bout ya fight is that why?" he asked.

you looked over at him and answered "yeah, it was that dumb bitch melanie's fault anyways don't know why they didn't move her schedule" rolling your eyes.

"i saw the video, you really beat her ass" he blew a quick breath out his nose. "she deserved it" you scoffed. "what happened?" he asked you. "now who's the one that won't stop chatting" making him roll his eyes. "she said something about my mom and ain't shit was funny" you told him, sighing looking back down at your paper. he noticed your mood change and decided not to press any further, getting back to his own work.

the bell rung and you grabbed your bag handing in your paper. miles watched you leave, your friend safiya, waiting by the door. he knew who you were even before ms bennett said your name. he would see you around the halls, you were usually quiet and kept to yourself unless you were with safiya. if you were with her he would always hear you guys laugh, watching as you threw your head back at something she said.

he admired the way you carried yourself, you always looked nice and made yourself look as good as you could in standardized uniform. he had to admit he thought you were pretty - the way your curls framed your face, the little beauty mark you had on your cheek, the shade of lipgloss you wore that complimented your warm brown skin.

when his friends went up to him telling him you got in a fight with some girl, he was a little shocked. he didn't take you as the type to throw hands. in the video you had her pinned to the ground, straddling her waist throwing punches at her face. she was fighting back of course but not any where near hard enough to stop you. when ms bennett and another student ran up to pull you off each other you were yelling a string of curses at the girl, blood pooling by her nose. he figured whatever she said to you must've been bad.

the day continued like normal for you two until seventh period when you had to go to your new math class. "y/n sit right there in front of that desk." your teacher told you. she got to teaching for the next five minutes until the door opened "morales where were you?" she cocked an eyebrow at him. "bathroom. i literally asked 'fore i left" he brushed off heading for his seat. he furrowed his eyebrows seeing you in front of his desk.you shot a playful smile at him that made him roll his eyes.

he sat down and leaned forward to your ear "why are you here?" he whispered. "i switched classes dummy" you turned to the side. "yeah but why you sittin by me again" "i got put here, that's what you get for wanting to play mr loner and sit away from everybody" you smirked. "what-" he was interrupted by the teacher "miles, pay attention and stop chatting" his tsk made you snicker.

the last bell rung and you got up to leave the class, dropping your headphones on your way out. miles was about to leave when he saw them sitting on your chair. he sucked his teeth and shoved them in his pocket, leaving the class.

you and safiya walked down a few blocks to your favorite bodega for an after school snack. "lenny you have any more beef patties?" you asked, leaning on his counter. "you love them ting eh?" he chuckled, ringing you up. "one in the back, i got to restock" he pointed. "i miss you now, they wrong as hell changing your fucking schedule instead of that bitch." safiya groaned, grabbing a bag of chips from the aisle next to you. "dead wrong" you agreed, heating up the patty.

you went back to the counter to pay lenny when you heard the bell ring at the door. "tienes que estar bromeando" miles groaned. seriously why were you all of a sudden everywhere. "aw hey stranger" you smiled at him. "you obsessed with me or something chica?" he asked before going to the counter. "who would be obsessed with you? please" you scoffed, taking a bite of your patty "whatever, lenny you got any more beef patties?" miles asked the man.

"nah sorry bro. she got the last one" he apologized, pointing at the patty you were in the middle of biting. you nervously laughed as miles turned to glare at you. "culo molesto" he mumbled to himself. "aight just get me this" he said putting down a snickers bar and an arizona. he was about to leave with a scowl on his face but you stopped him "look if it's that serious, just take this half" you tore the patty in two. "it ain't that serious" he brushed off. "you obviously want it i can see that damn expression on your face. just take the thing dummy" you rolled your eyes pushing it in front of his face.

he rolled his eyes and this time there wasn't any meanness behind it, you saw his face light up by the tiniest bit. he took it in his hands "thank you." he mumbled. "aw you have manners" you said, you and safiya moving to the door.

"good night lenny!" you and miles called out to him. you shot a glare at each other, before he left and the two of you followed behind. you walked with safiya until you reached her turn "i'll see you tomorrow stink" she called out to you. "bye bebe" you kept walking seeing a familiar head of braids kneeled on the ground tying his shoes.

you decided not to bother him but he heard you coming anyway. he glanced over his shoulder doing a double take when you saw you. "alright are you following me now?" he mumbled.

he was getting really suspicious of your sudden appearance in his life. he was a little worried that it was in relation to him being the prowler but on the other hand something about you was so soft and harmless. "i live up this way, dummy" you rolled your eyes. "i have better things to do than follow you around you know" "whatever, you been everywhere today and it's mad weird" he kept walking. "yeah that's kind of what happens when you share a class" you joked.

he looked at you through the side of his eye as you two walked in sync. "anyways i gotta go this way, i'll see you tomorrow dummy" you said, quickly crossing the street. he watched you walk to your building admiring the way your hips swayed when you walked. he kept walking when he saw you walk up the stairs and enter through the door.

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"baby can you go pick up some groceries?!" your dad called out from the kitchen. you groaned before trudging to your dresser to put on some sweatpants. "thank you baby" he said to you, you ignored him and grabbed the money and the list in his hand before putting on your slides and leaving the apartment.

you didn't hate your dad but when your mom died you grew distant from each other. he just got weird and his temper grew shorter so you just began avoiding him. after every argument you guys had he would just buy you things hoping that would make up for it, and it did. but for the most part, you just wanted your dad back.

you walked down the street keeping your hand in your pocket on the small knife you carried for safety reasons. you went to the grocery store and picked up everything on his list, including a little something you wanted. you checked out everything and made your walk back home.

something was off though, you couldn't shake the feeling that you were being watched. and not just someone looking at you but peering into your soul. you looked over your shoulder to see if someone was following you but nothing just people on the street minding their own business, laughing with friends, and two people arguing. you sped up down the street and didn't relax until you entered your apartment, putting the bags down on the counter and going to wash your hands.

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miles jumped over the rooftops making his way back home. he'd just finished up prowler duties and he needed to go clean all this blood off him. something on the ground caught his attention, it was you. what the hell were you doing out so late by yourself, are you insane? he was in a hurry to get home but something compelled him to stay there and watch you.

he followed you on the rooftops, making sure you got home safe. he noticed you looking paranoid and scurrying into your building. he waited for a minute before jumping back to his building, going down the fire escape. he couldn't stop thinking about you that night, even when he was squeezing blood out of his clothes into the bathtub he was still thinking about you.

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slafkovskys · 10 months ago

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https://www.tumblr.com/norrisjosh/733199381749170176/httpswwwtumblrcomnorrisjosh73319567527637811

FIX IT.

warnings: mentions of cheating, mentions of separation/divorce, angst

gwen is sitting on the ridiculously oversized couch when he lets himself in after his attempts at knocking seemed to have fallen on deaf ears. she’s got her legs tucked underneath her in a pair satin, striped pajama bottoms, a t-shirt with the neck so worn out it slouched off of one shoulder, and her wide eyes that were hidden behind her thick rimmed glasses were watching his every move.

he doesn’t miss the pair of heels or the blue dress crumpled in a ball on the floor, the same one she was wearing when he left her standing in the hallway of the reception hall just three weeks earlier, or the wine glasses that were lined up in a messy row beside the sink. something pulls on his heart strings when he hears her sniffle.

this was the first time that he had seen her cry and he was- well, he was the reason.

“you came back?” she whispers, voice scratchy.

“safiya says you haven’t been to work,” he says and her frown deepens, “that’s not like you.”

she looks away, “i had some things that i needed to figure out and, uh, i already had the time off, so.”

that’s right. she had taken just over two weeks away from her company to fly with him to slovakia to see his home country and to meet his family for the first time, but instead of boarding that flight with her by his side directly after the reception, juraj boarded the plane alone. he would spend his entire trip that way, dodging his friends and family’s questions about where the woman he was supposed to bring with him had gone.

some had even asked if she was ever real. regretfully in those first few days when the wound was still fresh, juraj had wished that she wasn’t.

he shoves his hands in the pockets of his jeans and narrows his eyes, “why did you lie?”

“juraj, i never lied-”

“never said that you were married.”

“because i forgot!” she exclaims quickly, eyes going wide at her own outburst. he watches as she deflates against the cushions, “i know that you don’t owe me anything, but if you would just let me explain everything, or try to. i just need you to know that i never meant for you to find out like this.”

“did you mean for me to find out at all?”

gwen takes a shuddering breath, “juraj, please.”

and he knows that she’s at her weakest when she asks, so he doesn’t utter another word. instead, he takes a seat on the couch across from her and stares, waiting for the answers he’s been trying to come up with since he had left.

“i was eighteen,” she starts, ripping off the bandage she had for so long kept concealed from everyone, “i thought i was in love. he moved here for college and i wanted to follow him so badly, but my mom wouldn’t let me. ‘don’t follow him around,’ she would say, ‘you need to spread your wings, learn about gwen before going off with a boy,’ but i didn’t listen. why should i? he swore that he loved me and we were going to have everything in the world and-”

she pauses to take a breath, staring down at her hands. her nails had grown so far away from her cuticles, not having had the slightest urge to fix them. she feels the all too familiar feeling of a tear gliding down her face and she huffs. she couldn’t believe that after all of the crying she allowed herself to do over the last few weeks, she had any tears left.

“i believed him. so i followed him here, to montreal. we got married in a small ceremony in his friend’s backyard. i wasn’t even going to tell my family because i knew how they would react and i was right. i still don’t know how they found out, but on our wedding day there were three car loads of my relatives outside trying to talk me out of it.”

“that’s how aidan was a flower boy?”

“it was him or no one and the kid would’ve done anything for ten bucks,” she cracks just the faintest hint of a smile at the memory of her nephew dropping flowers they’d ripped off of a neighbor’s bush down on the ground. “we were kids. we all were just kids. my mom was crying and i know that it wasn’t because she was happy. my brother had to be pulled back down when they asked if there were objections- there were just so many signs and i didn’t take any of them.

“and things were good at first. he was going to school for his technology stuff and i was working at a coffee shop,” juraj makes a noise at the revelation, “i helped him study as much as i could and it started to interest me too, but we didn’t have the money for us both to be in school. he was able to land this once in a lifetime opportunity during his third year interning at one of the biggest companies in the province. the only problem was that he had to travel, but i knew that there would be sacrifices.

“he was gone a lot, but he would always come back with these stories and one thing about him? he could tell a story. but while i wanted our marriage to be just him and i, he wanted it to be him, me, and victoria from saskatoon,” she watches as juraj’s face falls, “he would go there for ‘work trips’ but all it took was a simple google search to tell me that there isn’t shit to do with tech in saskatoon. that and i called his office and asked when they would be home from their trip, only to find out that there was never any trip.”

“g, i’m sorry,” he’s sincere when he says it and she can only shrug, letting out a choked off laugh, “i don’t think it’s funny.”

“they have two kids now and she tries to contact me sometimes because she thinks we’re friends all because he’s cheating on her too,” juraj makes a shocked face and she nods, “but, anyway, i had my things packed and was gone before he could come home. i had my own friends, thankfully, who let me stay with them until i could get on my feet.

“he never tried to contact me again and i didn’t even want to think about him. i just-” she finds it in herself to look juraj in the eyes, “i couldn’t really afford to get divorced at the time and staying married to him wasn’t really hurting me. we had to be separated for a certain amount of time before i could file anyway and by the time that period was up, i had already thrown myself into building something of my own, something that i could be proud of. juraj, i forgot that it had even happened until aidan brought it up.”

“how do you forget that you are married? that doesn’t make sense to me.”

“he’s the reason that i am the way that i am, juraj. after i left, i threw myself into work. i started from the bottom and worked my way up the chain just to prove that i could. he was the first person that i had loved, so he was what i thought it was like. i depended on him, put all of my trust into him for three years just to have it gone after a single phone call. i couldn’t put myself through that again,” she admits, “but there you were in the grocery store that day, trying to get stuff for your stupid smoothies and then you bought me a drink with that smile on your face and for the first time in a long time, i felt something.”

“that’s why it took you so long to be with me?” he clarifies.

“because i didn’t want to get hurt again,” she nods.

juraj is quiet. he stares at her as if looking for a sign that anything she had told him wasn’t true, but that was seemingly nonexistent. he blinks, “this is the only thing that you’ve never told me?”

“i promise.”

“i want you to divorce, for real,” he doesn’t know the right words to convey what he means, but he can tell that she understands, “my mother wouldn’t want me to bring home a married woman.”

“i have a meeting with my lawyer in the morning to see what i have to do to get it finalized. you can come, if you want?” she offers nervously. he doesn’t know if she’s asking for his sake or her own, but he agrees and she visibly sighs in relief. she quirks an eyebrow not a moment later, “you still want me to meet your mom?”

“when i met you, i told her that i met the only woman i am ever bringing to her home. she has not stopped talking about meeting you since.”

#juraj slafkovsky #jurajxolder!reader #the inbox purge

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vaultsixtynine · 1 year ago

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magda meets her future babydaddy lounging on the floor of a prison inside a warded circle trying to take a nap and she's so extremely in pain and extremely on a short fuse they spend 10 whole minutes bitching at each other about absolutely nothing relevant to the problem at hand.

safiya nudging her in the back like hey girl can you keep it together for five minutes. we've got like. a metric fuckton of spirits to be worried about.

gann assigned slut at introduction

#safiya rapidly unfortunately being saddled with straight man role like elanee before her #not as Good for Good's Sake but more like magda babygirl you are acting unhinged because you're Upset and Hurting #can we not set Anything on fire bc this entire town is mostly wooden infrastructure. ty.#then she's getting these flashes of genuine magda in between the rest of it all and that magda is actually very sweet. in a way she -#- isn't used to at all bc Red Wizard natch #nwnposting #sorry this is kind of spoilers specifically for marti but .#also safiya is constantly like. you are literally so smart why do you act like this #the answer is she only turned 25 like a month and a half ago

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amaritious · 1 year ago

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Gn! Readers reaction to Matpat's death + resurrection (beware)

He IS the skrunkly. I want him, I need him.

Happiness, death, sadness and then happiness again.

Mat is a malewife.

Relationship isn't necessarily described but Matpat and Reader are close, implied romantic if you squint.

To the deliver best service, I did headcanons and some small oneshots (even though I'm better at headcanons)

However, my service is extremely late. Sorry @tzurue.

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His Death HEADCANONS

Coming into whatever this twisted game Joey had pushed you in, you expected Matpat to come in top.

Matpat was strong, intelligent and a people pleaser (in a good way).

But it wasn't enough.

What went wrong? You asked yourself over and over again. The question never leaving your already scattered brain.

He wasn't strong enough.

The rest knew they fucked up, they didn't know. They realised what they had done when your cheerful personality had completely shattered, leaving only fragments of it behind. They were like little children, experimenting with danger like a toy, unknown to what came ahead. It was too much.

Witnessing his death, it changed something in you.

The desperate cries for help, the pained yet panicked look in his eyes, the "I want to go home" body language and the sorrowful cries of your name...

He was being dragged away before your very eyes and you wanted to reach out, help him or grab him and mourn.

But there was nothing you could do.

And you were useless yet again.

His Resurrection ONESHOT

You sat there, devoid of thoughts yet it seemed as if millions muffled voices marched into your mind. You didn't register your friends' worried comments, you couldn't anyways. You didn't know if you could even call them your friends. They killed him, they knew he would die. You carried on mumbling, looking, glancing, searching - just any sign he was there, you would accept anything. Ro gave you his badge, knowing that you felt even worse than her but it just heightened your concerns. What would you do?

Then next thing you knew, you were getting chased by crazy doll twins, torturing dolls, connecting dolls, you see the pattern here.

You couldn't care anymore. Maybe. You don't know. And that was until Joey found the much needed Lazarus coin. You gaped at it studying every crevice carefully. This was Mat's dying wish.

Was it worth it? Yes. The man had dedicated precious time to finding this seemingly precious coin, awaiting its use.

Now flash forward to when Joey and Safiya get to choose who can live even an hour longer. You don't really care how selfish it may be but surely there's one right answer. And if they don't bring that person back you might as well pull a Colleen, call Joey shady and get them to kill you. That would be best.

You're not sure what facial expressions you're pulling because you see everyone look strangely confused at you. But it doesn't really matter because no matter how much you don't want to, you're pacing around the lounge while they attempt to solve some puzzle.

This is why we need Mat, you think with your head in a hand.

You've already been tricked by some boring suitcase so when your 'friends' begin to yell in the direction of the doorway, you only just lazily looked up.

And there was that son of a bitch.

Mathew Patrick.

"Mat? Holy I- Oh. My. God."

You run the few steps and trap him into a bone crushing hug. He wearingly hugs you back, obviously dishevelled.

"I can't believe you died on me," you begin, acting like you weren't just having a silent panic attack over it "here, take a seat. you deserve it."

You turn to Joey and Safiya, "Joey, everything I thought about you is very wrong. Safiya, you're beautiful and you're amazing I love you guys."

Not bothering with their reactions, you plop down next to Mat and gently rub his arm.

"I missed you," you state, looking into his eyes.

Despite his distressed state, he replies with "Right back at ya."

You proceed to hug the life out of him (pun intended).

#etn x reader #etn s3 #etn #escape the night #escape the night x reader #etn season 3 #matpat #mathew patrick #matthew patrick #idk which spelling #idk what im doing #im tired #the detective #lovejoy got me through this #i'm very late to this request #why is it so easy tagging on ao3 but not tumblr

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jeonqkooks · 2 years ago

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6, 19 and 22 for the ask game !! 🤍

hi bby! 🥰

6. your birthday

19. favorite song(s)

22. favorite color(s)

send me handwriting asks ~ !

#safiya 💌#indgio #answered

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popstah · 5 days ago

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book/ photo book recs?

this is one ask i acc enjoy answering!!

top 3 books rn

- childhood, youth, dependency by Tove Ditlevsen

- solito by Javier Zamora

- how to say babylon by Safiya Sinclair

top 3 photo books

- it's all good by Boogie

- don't call me urban by Simon Wheatley

- la calle by Alex Webb

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just-a-little-silly · 6 months ago

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notes on safiya (one of my WH / multifandom oc)!!

anywaysss im answering a few questions i got from @eye-cri (eeeee bc im so happy to :3)

okie so yes!! safiya is a prefect (she becomes one around the same time as liz (so, after rem) when her friends convince her to try for it. honestly, she kinda is like joel TT. safiya is so fun bc she says whats on her mind and will sometimes manage to do it in the most unbelievably tactless way possible but shes rarely ever intending to be flat out rude. like she just says things sometimes, its great. she, like liz, got an acceptance letter, started off as a provisional student and then got her place at the academy (she and liz pretty much have the same starting tbh, they’re both from villages tho safiya’s family is still very much alive). also she’s pretty good friends with joel, luca, amelia, scarlett and augustus- she and liz get along but they tend to argue from time to time.

also about the boots omg what was i thinking looking back at it, it rly is smthn but honestly its so very safiya in a way i can’t fully articulate rn TT

additionally, i’ve decided i may ship her w/ elias :DD idk just think that’d be a cute pairing-

(also note: some of my oc lore does change from time to time depending on the characters and whatnot tbh but usually it doesnt- unless i forget stuff HELP-💀)

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phanfictioncatalogue · 5 months ago

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Phil Proposing To Dan Masterlist

A Christmas Ring - forphansake

Summary: Phil decides to do a radio show by himself but only because he has a special present to give to Dan.

A Christmas Proposal - doomedhowell

Summary: Dan and Phil usually spend their Christmas with their family but this year was different. They were spending their first Christmas alone together and Phil makes sure that it’s an extra special one.

All The Kingdom Lights Shine (just for me and you) (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: Dan pulls out the third box. And the fourth box. And then, before Phil can start to overthink this, he gets down on one knee, right as Dan pulls out the fifth box, the velvet box. The tension in the room is unbelievable as Dan opens the box, staring at the ring in it. He gasps, quietly, and then his eyes immediately snap up at Phil, filling with tears.

Or: the one where Phil is a mess before proposing, but it’s all perfect in the end.

And, Like Putting On Glasses, I Saw the World in Perfect Clarity- cactuslester

Summary: Dan thinks this trip to the Isle of Man will be like all the other trips to visit the Lesters. Little does he know, Phil has a 3 carat surprise for him.

A Ring in a Box in a Box in a Box… (ao3) - orphan_account

Summary: It’s Christmas, and Phil’s decided to make it a memorable one. Sure, the silly ‘box in a box in a box’ way of wrapping a present is funny enough to be remembered, but it’s the present that will really seal this Christmas in their memories.

Diamonds And Tears - paradisobound

Summary: Maybe there is something inside of Phil that made him stop and pick up a ring on his way home from Tesco. And maybe that same thing inside of him is what gave him the bright idea to propose on Christmas.

Four Little Words (ao3) - phandomsub

Summary: Proposing to Dan is the easiest thing Phil has ever done. But for Dan, saying yes is the hardest.

Happy New Year, My Love (ao3) - scifi

Summary: It’s new years eve and Phil wants to start 2019 by asking a very special question.

I’m Not Proposing (ao3) - lazyfic

Summary: Dan knows Phil’s going to propose while they’re on holiday in Japan and he won’t stop bringing it up.

Japan 2.0 - paradisobound

Summary: Phil decides to plan a trip to Japan for Dan because he wants to propose to him.

La Dolce Vita (ao3) - CrushingMagnolias

Summary: Phil plans a surprise engagement during their vegas trip at the Bellagio hotel.

Dan is head over heels, smitten, Phil Trash #1

lost in forever (ao3) - manchestereyes

Summary: Phil makes a very special video for his and Dan’s future child.

Or, Safiya and Tyler’s proposal video, but make it dnp.

Never Stop (You Still Get My Heart Racing) (ao3) - phantasticworks (steddieworks)

Summary: Dan and Phil celebrate Dan’s 29th birthday at home.

A cute, fluffy engagement fic that somehow took me two days and turned out to be 10k words.

Not just any anniversary (ao3) - danfernet

Summary: It’s October 19th, 2019. Dan and Phil’s tenth anniversary.

When Phil announces he has to go up north to visit his dad, Dan most certainly doesn’t expect the day to turn out the way it did.

Or, where Phil surprises Dan for a full day :)

phuture phusbands (ao3) - N_Chu4Ever

Summary: Dan’s opinions on weddings are pretty clear — marriage is piece of paper with some benefits, and organising a big fucking wedding is exhausting, and really, Phil, do we need it? Do we? The answer, of course, is no, and yet Phil is still thinking about it. As Dab and Evan’s Sims 4 wedding approaches, that thought process goes into overdrive.

Or: Phil proposes to Dan just after the Devan wedding is filmed.

Pictionary Proposal (ao3) - Misha_with_wings

Summary: Dan is with his family in France and Phil is planning to propose when he returns home.

Sand Dollars and a Shiny Rock (ao3) - counting2fifteen, paperowl, quackitity

Summary: Dan and Phil go on vacation, Phil tries to propose, things go terribly wrong, but also kind of right.

The Christmas Fic || 2017 (ao3) - yiffandquiff

Summary: How Christmas 2017 should have went

unexpectedly delighted (ao3) - shaylawrites (thominwtt)

Summary: So maybe it’s not a complete shock when Dan comes back early from his run and finds Phil fiddling with a ring in the middle of their kitchen.

When You’re Ready… (ao3) - Mangomelions (orphan_account)

Summary: Phil decides to buy a ring, so when Dan eventually proposes, they can have a cute double proposal. But what if Dan has had the same idea. Will they be waiting forever?

#phanfictioncatalogue #phan #phanfic #phanfiction #masterlists #proposal #proposal masterlist

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mewhenimanangel · 1 year ago

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everywhere ʚɞ miles morales

pairing: 42!miles morales x reader

synopsis: miles finally asks to take you out.

wc: 2.3k

warnings!: swearing, kissing, making out, google translate spanish

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it'd been a week since miles invited you over and thanks to him, you got your grade up. the week had been full of flirting, whispering and laughing during class, texting all the time, him and his friend joined your table at lunch, and him finding any excuse to touch you.

in physics he kept his knee touched against yours, he would "drop" a pencil or whatever so he could hold your thigh using it to support himself while reaching for it. when he sat behind you in math, you would feel him touching your curls or your shoulder every now and then. when you would pass a paper back to him his fingers always reached out far enough to touch yours.

it was thursday afternoon on the walk home from school, safiya didn't come to school that day so it was just you and miles. "no because why did she say that like is that bitch really insane" you laughed. "shit is crazy for real" miles agreed, grabbing an arizona. you were currently in lenny's bodega heating up a beef patty - the last one how ironic, debriefing with miles about your day at school. "no fighting bout it this time?" lenny chuckled, ringing you guys up. "nah, he willingly agreed to share this time" you giggled.

you continued walking, both of you munching on your respective halves. you said something that made the both of you laugh and miles just stared at your smile, he wants that image stained in his brain. "alright, what. stressing me out with the staring" you joked, feeling a little awkward. "nothing" he laughed off before continuing. "will you let me take you out?" he asked you. all of a sudden you were nervous and looking around with a doofy grin on your face. "okayy. where?" you threw your trash in a nearby bin.

"it'd be a surprise. actually not really a surprise but on saturday, would you come?" he asked. "yeah i'll go on a date with you" you smiled. he pressed his lips together to hide the big smile that was growing on his face. he laughed out "okay alright, cool. i'll let you know the time" "okayy bye" you kissed him on the cheek and went up your block.

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it was friday night and you were rummaging through your closet for an outfit to wear. you groaned out a sigh and grabbed your phone opening miles' contact.

you pressed face time and waited for him to pick up. "yeah?" his prowler distorted voice answered. you looked at your phone to see him on what looks like to be a roof, prowler gear on. "oh shit sorry, didn't know you were doing your prowler stuff." you said, about to hang up. "nah it's fine, m'not busy right now" he told you, prowler voice turning off. "need something?" he asked you. "miles where are we goingg" you whined. "its a surprise, you can't handle surprises?" he chuckled. "i don't know how to dress for surprises. i don't know what to wear" you sighed. "you look good in everything, don't over think it."

"yeah well i wanna look good for you" you rolled your eyes. he scoffed "you literally always look so good, chiquita relax." suddenly there was a loud bang in the distance and he shot his head over his shoulder. "you'll figure it out. aight i gotta go" he said, prowler voice back on. he quickly hung up and you sighed, going to the kitchen to make a chicken wrap for dinner. this was a 3 am you problem.

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you got in the shower to shave, exfoliate, and scrub your body. getting out of the shower, you put on a face mask letting it set before you came back to do your skincare routine. you sat in your mirror to put product through your curls, deciding to let them down past your shoulders.

you finished your makeup and got dressed in the outfit you'd picked after a few hours of searching. you decided on a short strapless black dress and a gold chain belt that hung around your hips and chunky loafer heels. you decorated yourself with two layers of gold jewelry and your mom's earrings she'd given you.

you admired your look in the mirror before leaving to go in the living room. your dad looked over at you and furrowed his eyebrows "where you going all dressed up?" he asked, pausing his show. "i literally told you i was going out tonight" you scoffed, grabbing your purse. "with who?" he asked you. "miles.." you answered in a small voice. "that damn boy again?! y/n you're not-" daddy please, you literally already said yes. plus he's downstairs already. please please pleaseee" you begged, leaning over the chair in his face.

"ughh alright fine! but that location stays on all night and when i call, you answer. aight?" he bargained. "yayyy thank you daddy" you gave him a quick peck on the cheek before running to grab your purse and jacket. "okay i gotta go byeee" you ran out the door, and down the building stairs. you were about to open the door but miles was on the other side about to do the same thing. "oh hey. was gonna come and ask if you were still coming" he joked. "sorry, stuff with my dad" you smiled.

he took the time to really take you in. the way your curls perfectly framed your face, the way your gloss made your lips shine, the way your necklaces graced your collarbones, the way your dress hugged against your waist. "wow. you look amazing..you look like elegant and shit" he chuckled, feeling a little nervous. "here, they're for you" he smiled, handing you a bouquet of red roses. he reached out to hold your hand, leading you down the street. "ahh thank you" you didn't know what to say, compliments made you awkward.

"you look reall good too by the way" you checked him out. he wore a pair of grey pants with a black short sleeve top and jordans, black jacket over it. "tried my best to look as nice. i don't be dressing like that"he shrugged. "well you look very nice anyway" you squeezed his face.

"can you tell me where we're going now?" you asked him going down the metro stairs. "rockefeller" he answered with a smile. "to do what?" you furrowed your eyebrows. "skating" he answered leading you to a seat. "aw i haven't done that in so long. i used to go with my mom" you told him. "i know, safiya told me." he rubbed a thumb over your knuckles and only now did you realize neither of you had let go.

"you're such a sweetheart, i never would've guessed" you said. "what do you mean?" "i don't know. like i would've never thought we'd be going on a date. or that you would be so thoughtful" you shrugged. "i'm full of surprises, chiquita" he said with a smug look on his face. "yeah whatever" you giggled, resting your head on his shoulder.

you were still hand in hand walking to the entrance to purchase your tickets. “okay well now i feel overdressed” you sulked, taking off your heels. “nah you look good. don’t be afraid to show everybody else up” he got in his knee in front of you and helped you put your feet into the skates. thank goodness you wore socks. he looked up at you and the action felt so intimate while he gently placed your right foot in the skate.

soon after he put his skates on and put your bag and shoes in a locker. he took your hand again and helped you walk out on the rink. you were immediately losing your balance, throwing an arm around his shoulder to hold you steady. “aight i swear safiya told me you used to do this all the time.” he laughed. “only sometimes! and i never actually learned” you giggled.

unlike your clumsy and struggling to find balance movements, miles was smooth and moving with ease, hand on your waist to keep you up right. “how do you know how to skate” you asked him. “unlike you, i actually tried to learn” he joked.

for the majority of the time you stayed close the walls using them to move without making a fool of yourself. miles slowed down to match your pace, practically showing off how easy it came to him.

“alright come on” suddenly he was in front of you and grabbing your hands to pull you out in the middle. “alright wait wait wait wait” you frantically put your hands on his arms. “aye you need to learn chica. hold my hands and watch my feet” he told you. you followed his instructions as he pulled you along, yet yours remained unmoving.

he laughed “you know you gotta move yours too right. just copy how i’m moving mines but in the other direction”

he was in control but you followed his movements and eventually got the hang of it, enough to even move on your own. “atta girl, it ain’t even that hard” he smiled at you and you geeked at his praise. he grabbed your hand again and turned your body in a little twirl. which wound up with you falling into his chest nearly sending him to the ground. “aight so we not that far yet” he laughed. he looked at you before pressing a kiss on your lips.

you continued skating until your time slot was up and you got your things and left. “hungry?” he asked you. you nodded your head and responded with a small mhm before he led you down the street to a cozy restaurant.

you sat down and he ordered a plate of appetizers for you both. you talked the whole time throughout the meal, laughing your ass off. he excused himself for a moment and you kept your eyes on him watching as he found your waiter and told him something.

he came back after a minute and sat down and you guys got back to talking. after a few minutes your waiter came back with two plates, one with a raspberry brownie with fudge and one with strawberry caramel cheesecake - your favorite. he put the plates down and sent a wink to miles before walking away.

you looked down at the plate and it had the words ‘will you let me be your boyfriend?’ written in caramel drizzling. you gushed and bit your lip to hide the huge grin that spread across your face “ohh my god i thought you were literally never gonna ask” you giggled. “is that a yes?” “yes, it’s a yes” you smiled. he leaned over to the table to kiss you, hand placed on your cheek.

you finished your desserts and miles paid the bill before you left the restaurant. you practically couldn’t stay off each other on the walk to the subway station, you arms were wrapped around his and when you complained that your feet were hurting he leaned down so you could climb on his back.

you sat down on the train and he rest a hand on your thigh while you laid your head on his shoulder. “still got one more thing to show you. you down?” he asked. “yeah, for whatever”

you got off and he led you back to his graffiti site. “now how i’m supposed to climb that fence in these heels” you twisted your mouth to the side. he chuckled. “i’ll go over first throw them over the wall and i’ll hold them till you get over duh”

you followed his instructions and hopped the fence before leading you down. there was a wall, once blank now decorated with your face, detailed and big across the wall. you looked so beautiful through his eyes. he moved up next to you and took your hand in his. “ughh you are so..” you didn’t finish your sentence you just put your hands up to his face and brought your lips to his in a heartfelt kiss.

he wrapped his arm around your waist to pull you in closer. his other hand moved to push your curl out of your face and at the back of your neck to deepen the kiss. his hand slid down to your ass making your lips part slightly and his tongue slid in your mouth. the blaring sound of your ringtone made you jump and you sighed seeing it was your dad calling. “hey baby, you on your way home yet? it’s getting late, think you’d better come inside” he told you.

“okay i’ll see you” you answered, hanging up the phone. “it’s my dad, he wants me home” you sighed. “alright let’s go” he said.

you hopped the fence again making your way out of the station. “your feet still hurt?” he asked you. “a little bit” you answered. “well then hop on madame” he joked, leaning down so you could get back on his back.

you talked the whole way home, literally talking his ear off as your chin rest by his shoulder. “sorry if i’m talking too much” you said. “no it’s okay i like listening to you.” you smiled and buried your face in his shoulder, hiding the giddy expression on your face.

he got to your apartment building and gently put you back on the ground. “i’m really glad you asked to be my boyfriend.” you told him. “i’m really glad to be your boyfriend” he smiled. you held his face and pressed your lips against his before pulling away. “goodnight miles” you said. “good night, hermosa” he said back, easing away as you walked in your house.

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yell0wsalt · 7 months ago

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Thanks for the tags @risingsoleil @oldandirrelevant!

Last song: RIIVERDANCE by Beyonce (probably anyone who knows me is not surprised it's a song from this album)

Last Book: The Legacy of Yangchen by F.C. Yee

Last Movie: Hm I don't watch movies often, aside from when I'm redoing my hair and need long form hands free kind of entertainment. Probably Enola Holmes

Last TV Show: Haven't watched much TV. I tend to gravitate to Youtube videos, but Safiya Nygaard's latest video

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Usually savory, but I appreciate the spicy and sweet, too!

Relationship status: ??? talking, I think? screams violently

Last thing I googled: Teas in the Avatar-verse. Was looking for clarification on a detail in an upcoming fic

Current obsession(s): fandom things, falafels (I just had some for dinner), and this warm weather/sunshine. I needed it so bad

Looking Forward: May be a silly answer, but ATLA rare pair month. I've got several fics lined up for the month of May and I like them being opportunities to explore other characters and put them in situations I hadn't really considered before!

Open tag for those who wanna play

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thebettybook · 2 years ago

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🎁 Cheka’s First Christmas w/ Choco 🐾

A lil story I wrote about Cheka getting a puppy on Christmas morning, also last writing of 2022 :’)

Following my fic “Leona’s Present” :)

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“Mmph,” Cheka rubbed his eyes, his lion ears twitching as he woke up. The cub sat up, the morning sunlight’s rays dancing gently onto his warm brown eyes.

“It’s Christmas!” Cheka shouted, tossing his cozy blankets off of him. Before the cub could hop down from his bed, however, an “Arf!” that came from beside him barked in agreement.

The five-year-old swung his head toward the direction of the “Arf!”. His eyes widened at the sight of a male golden retriever puppy with wheat-colored fur and chocolate brown eyes sitting on the pillow next to him.

“Huh?” Cheka cocked his head to the side. “Puppy?…Puppy!”

Cheka lunged forward, wrapping his arms around the puppy. The golden retriever puppy wagged its tail and licked Cheka’s cheek. “Hehe, that tickles!” Cheka giggled, leaning away from the puppy to pat its head.

A merry red-and-green-striped ribbon tied into a bow adorned the puppy’s neck. Embroidered on the bow was a little message that read “A new friend, love Mama and Papa.” Cheka couldn’t read the message, and couldn’t contain his excitement either, so he scooped up the puppy and hopped down from his bed.

“C’mon, let’s go see if Oji-tan’s home!” Cheka ran out of his room with the puppy in his hands.

Cheka zoomed down the corridor, past the many regal portraits of Kingscholar Queens, the most recent one being Cheka’s mother Safiya.

Leona’s room was just down the hall from Cheka’s room, so Cheka soon reached Leona’s room. With his lion’s tail swishing, Cheka set down the puppy and tiptoed to reach the door knob.

“SSH,” Cheka whispered loudly to the puppy. With his other hand, Cheka put a finger to his mouth.

Leona’s door opened and Cheka barreled into Leona’s room. The cub’s eyes sparkled the moment he heard Leona’s snores. He picked up the puppy and ran to Leona’s bed.

“Oji-tan! You’re home!” Cheka jumped up the bed onto a sleeping Leona, leaving the puppy on the floor to bark and begin biting at the edge of Leona’s blanket.

Leona’s snores ceased with an “Urk!” as he woke and cracked his eyes open to see the cub clinging to his stomach. “Go back to your room,” Leona huffed, closing his eyes but made no action to move Cheka off of him.

“But we can’t go back to my room!” Cheka shook his head furiously.

“We?” Leona cracked open an eye, wondering who else Cheka was referring to. Leona soon got his answer as he felt his blanket being tugged off of him, and peered down at the puppy on the floor staring up at him. “What the?!”

“I woke up and a puppy was on my pillow!” Cheka beamed, pointing at the puppy. Leona sighed, reaching down to pick up the puppy by the scruff of its neck.

“So the pup’s from your mom and dad,” Leona caught sight of the little message on the puppy’s bow as he plopped the puppy into Cheka’s hands.

“Mama and Papa gave me the puppy?” Cheka’s eyes sparkled even more. The puppy wriggled out of Cheka’s arms and onto Leona’s bed, sniffing Leona’s blankets. “Let’s go wake up Mama and Papa, Oji-tan! So we can all play with the puppy!”

“No thanks,” Leona yawned, snuggling against his plush pillow. Before he could close his eyes, however, the puppy ran up to Leona and settled itself onto the crook of Leona’s neck.

“Oi, stop that,” Leona grumbled as the puppy nudged Leona’s cheek with the tip of its nose. He gazed down at the puppy with his piercing emerald eyes, but the puppy wouldn’t budge.

“Hehe, it likes you, Oji-tan!” Cheka grinned as he plopped himself onto Leona’s stomach.

The puppy, much like it’s young owner, adored Leona. “Hmph,” Leona scratched the puppy’s head gently with one hand. “Does the pup have a name?”

“Nope!” Cheka shook his head while stroking the puppy’s back. “How ‘bout ‘Cheese’? Or ‘Candy’? Ooh! ‘Popcorn’?”

Leona glanced down at the puppy, who stared up at him with its warm chocolate brown eyes that reminded him of Cheka’s. “…Choco,” Leona suggested.

“Ooh, CHOCO!” Cheka exclaimed, grabbing the puppy and lifting it up in the air (Lion King style). “We’re gonna be best friends forever, Choco!”

“Whoof!” Choco barked in agreement, wagging its tail. Leona sighed, yet a tiny grin grew on his face. Leona knew that Cheka often got lonely at home since Farena and Safiya were often busy, so Leona (though he wouldn’t admit it) was a bit glad that Cheka had a puppy now to keep him company.

“Merry Christmas, Choco!” Cheka planted a big smooch on the puppy’s cheek. “Merry Christmas to you too, Oji-tan!” Cheka scrambled over to give Leona a smooch on the cheek as well.

“Yeah, yeah, Merry Christmas,” Leona ruffled his nephew’s head. Choco laid down next to Leona’s side and snuggled against him.

“Did I hear a ‘Merry Christmas’?” A voice boomed at the door. Farena and Safiya both wore fire-engine-red Christmas sweaters embroidered in white tinsel with the words ‘Kingscholar Christmas 2022’. In Safiya’s arms were two sweaters for Leona and Cheka, and in Farena’s arm, a miniature sweater for Choco.

“Oh, brother,” Leona groaned, pulling his blankets over his head.

“Brother indeed!” Farena, despite being too old for such shenanigans, ran over to Leona and tackled him in a hug. “Merry Christmas!”

“Leona, why didn’t you bring Y/N home with you?” Safiya nagged as she perched at the edge of Leona’s bed. Cheka bounded over to his mother and hugged her. As Safiya snuggled her cub, the puppy ran over to her and sat by her side.

“And subject them to that horror of a sweater?” Leona swatted Farena’s hands away while Farena tried to give Leona his Christmas sweater.

“C’mon, put on the sweater so I can send a pic of you wearing it to Y/N,” Safiya urged while she helped Cheka put on the sweater. “Farena and I have a sweater for Y/N too, so give it to them when you go back to school.”

Cheka popped his head through the sweater and grinned at the mention of your name. “Is Y/N here???”

“No, but I wish they were,” Leona sighed as Farena ruffled Leona’s hair. “Oh yeah, Y/N made a gift for you, furball. It’s in your stocking downstairs.”

“YAY!” Cheka raised both hands in the air while Safiya put a sweater on Choco. “I wanna open my present from Y/N right now!”

Farena and Safiya chuckled as Cheka sped out of Leona’s room with Choco running behind him. As Cheka’s parents continued to pester Leona with questions about his relationship with you (they were excited and curious), Leona groaned.

“Alright, alright, I’ll put on the sweater,” Leona grumped to cease their questions and pulled on the sweater. “Let’s go downstairs before the furball opens all the presents by himself.”

Farena and Safiya exchanged a grin; they’ll ask more questions later.

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🐶 Meet Choco Kingscholar 🐾

Headcanons about Cheka’s puppy Choco Kingscholar, the newest addition to the Kingscholar family

Leona has his hands full with Cheka and Choco during winter break :P

🐾 The entirety of the week Leona’s back home for winter break, he’s teaching Cheka how to take care of Choco

🐾 Choco peed on Leona’s bed like three times, so Leona had to teach Cheka how to potty train Choco (none of the attendants or nannies would do it)

🐾 Cheka tried giving Choco a bath once in Leona’s jacuzzi and ended up putting too much soap so bubbles flooded Leona’s bathroom (Cheka and Choco had fun, though)

🐾 Choco, like Cheka, follows Leona everywhere. Choco LOVES Leona, and Leona’s very smug about the fact that Choco likes Leona more than Farena

🐾 Choco’s an energetic and kind dog, but will growl at anyone who talks bad about Leona (like the servants and attendants who gossip about Leona)

🐾 Leona, despite being a grown man, would slip some of his vegetables under the table to Choco. Cheka saw this and tried to do the same, but Safiya caught Cheka doing this and scolded Leona at the dining table

🐾 Choco is loved and pampered by everyone in the Kingscholar family. Farena gave Choco a gold collar studded with rubies, emeralds and sapphires, while Safiya often dresses Choco in mini outfits that matches hers. Cheka brings Choco a lot of human/beastman snacks that are bad for dogs (Cheka doesn’t know better), and Leona thankfully stops Cheka before Choco can eat those snacks

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