#Curt Mason

[funkinmadnesss]

Throws these here finally KDMDHSSK

I was. Hoping to have posted more original art of literally anyone else but Mysterio before these saw the light of day but uuuhuuhghhg that didn't happen got bless <3

But huzzah! Earth-4918's Sinister six (Vaguely) TSSM styled (and by Vaguely I mean I put way too much detail in them, there just TSSM shaped)! (+Tinkerer, he's not a member but I'm posting him so it's even. The last member is Sandman but he belongs to my best friend and we haven't got around to making him a TSSM ref like these yet </3)

All references/orginal images I used came from here (x) (x) !

Little facts below cut for those itchrested :]

General info: They were all Human at some point and bonded over the fact they became this way by Norman's hand. Every inhuman feature about them is purely genetic now (Excluding Myst+Tink+Sandman). The whole group bonded over their shared hatred for Osborn in general though.

Adrian: He's an Egyptian Vulture. Tall as HELL, he's the second tallest. He's technically the leader and carries the burden of having a team made up of traumatized mutants while also being a traumatized mutant-

Lizard: Trans woman, Her name is Camila :] She has exactly 5 different lizard species in her DNA (5 points for anyone who can guess them all just from her design)

Rhino: It no longer identifies with anything from its life before getting mutated in an attempt to have some control over its life. Rhino strictly uses It/Its. Aside from Rhino DNA, It also has wooly mammoth DNA.

Lizard and Rhino fuckin HATE eachother. It stepped on her tail ONCE and she never forgave it. Mysterio often has to split the two up with his Alien form.

Electro: Graffiti artist. Has somewhat control over his bio electricity, Gloves and chestplate (which is what that tube attached to the back of his head is connected to.) help maintain that control.

Tinkerer (bc he's there): (My silly, my skrungly, my funny lil old man blorbo hehheghem-) Trans man :] Has a cat he rescued off the streets (bc i kept seeing people give him a cat and its like. Its a good headcanon) He and Beck met during his stuntman days (He was technical support on a movie Beck worked on), He isn't very fond of alot of the sinister six (Him and sandman are chill tho) but he tolerates them for Beck.

Okie thats all mwah/p

[emersonfreepress]

what is it called when a writer has a headcanon about their own shit? when we've imagined something up that is 100% delightful (or whatever lol) but 100% not going in your final canon? is it still called a headcanon? is it a scrapped idea if you never planned on using it?? is it an artistic notion??? AU fodder??!?

[celestiamour]

ft. katniss everdeen, peeta mellark, finnick odair, johanna mason, haymitch abernathy, effie trinket, gale hawthorne, annie cresta (separate) x gn! reader — the hunger games

╰₊✧ reacting to you being flirty with them┊0.5k words

contains: some suggestive comments, i think that’s it

➤ author's note: hunger games brainrot had hit me hard, i need to read the books

katniss everdeen has to do a double take sometimes because, even though she now knows she’s conventionally pretty, she assumes most people find her disagreeable and didn’t really think you would be any different. she’s definitely the most awkward about it though, saying a curt thanks before walking off to process what just happened because she still doesn’t know how to handle so much attention on her.

peeta mellark gets embarrassed easily and has his mouth slightly agape like a fish out of water at your words. his reaction will only spur you on to continue and maybe even go a bit further until he’s a pink, stuttering mess who is trying to cover his face so you don’t comment on it.

haymitch abernathy will scoff and take another sip of his whiskey, telling you that you shouldn’t be getting mixed up with a troubled old man like him any more than you already are. if you’re persistent, however, he may humor you and say something back if he’s really letting the booze flow, but you’ll need to test your luck and see.

effie trinket will giggle with an exaggerated "oh my!" definitely the most flattered of the bunch, especially if you compliment the effort she puts into her appearance. most don't look too much into it or straight out find it to be tacky, so she genuinely appreciates your words. will probably say something that her clothes would look better on the floor of your bedroom if she’s feeling cheeky with a wink and would blow a kiss in your direction.

finnick odair will match your energy and tease back until you two are exchanging compliments and flirtatious comments like a ping-pong match. the type of conversation that will make everyone else nearby groan or get embarrassed and yell to “get a room.”

johanna mason will match your energy tenfold until you’re the one who is on the receiving end and getting flustered at her comments ranging from how cute you are when the tables turn in you and how sexy you are when having the guts to flirt with her (most people are a bit put off by how intimidating she usually is).

gale hawthorne would try to keep his cool demeanor, staying nonchalant and replying smoothly like it’s nothing. however, he’a a bit too casual about it so you’ll be led to believe he’s just not into you like that or didn’t like what you said, but then he’s confused about why you don’t seem as enthusiastic as you did earlier and assumes the same things you’re assuming— the point is, you need to keep communication open.  

annie cresta will stutter and trip over her words, blushing a bright red when she realizes you didn’t hear what she said, and might end up running away to recollect herself. she’s always been shy, but she’s become even more timid with fear after winning the hunger games. after the first shock though, she’s a lot less shy now knowing what to expect, and might even flirt back if you catch her at the right time. 

[talkdutchtome]

Glitch- chapter three

pairing . . . max verstappen x reader / mason mount x reader )

summary . . . when mason mount finds out that his assistant has been harbouring feelings for him for years, he makes it clear he doesn't feel the same way. but once he sees her become closer with formula 1 world champion max verstappen, he realises he may have underestimated his feelings towards the girl he has now pushed into the arms of another )

genre . . . angst )

song . . . glitch- taylor swift )

warning . . . tbd )

series masterlist . . . available here )

a/n . . . it's been a while but chapter three is here, i'm so sorry for how long it took )

Things between Mason and Y/N only seemed to get worse after he found out that she had given her number to Max; to say she was confused about the whole situation would be putting it lightly. Mason had made it clear that he didn’t feel a thing for her, he was furious that she had feelings for him, so why would he have an issue if something happened between her and Max. His attitude was not simply aimed at Y/N either, he was just pissed off at Max. When Max inevitably qualified on pole and Mason had to present him with the pole award, he did so with a face like thunder and an attitude so bad that even the members of staff that had to deal with him clearly saw that something was wrong. And if Y/N thought his mood was bad during qualifying, it was nothing compared to how he acted during the race. 

The group of four were sat watching the race in the Red Bull garage and whilst Y/N, Ben and Reece tried their best to immerse themselves in the excitement of the race; it was hard to do with Mason sat beside them in a brooding silence. His foul mood had extended beyond his interactions with Y/N too; even Ben and Reece, usually recipients of his lively banter, found themselves met with curt responses and icy glares. It was hard to shake off the tension, especially when Mason's frustration seemed palpable. Every attempt at conversation was met with monosyllabic responses or outright silence. 

As the laps passed and the tension escalated, Reece, who could tell just how uncomfortable Y/N was, decided to break the ice. Leaning over to her, he spoke in a hushed tone, "Hey, Y/N, you alright? Mason seems like he's in a mood today." 

She nodded, a small, forced smile playing on her lips. "Yeah, I don't know what's gotten into him. He’s just so angry I don’t know what to do.” 

Reece sighed sympathetically. "He'll come around. Just give him some time." 

But as the race unfolded, tension in the garage reached its peak. When Max secured the victory, the cheers from everyone in the garage were met with a stark contrast from Mason. His jaw clenched, and he rolled his eyes in frustration, clearly annoyed that Max had won, a stark change from usual races where he cheered Red Bull along.  

Y/N exchanged puzzled glances with Ben and Reece, who shared her confusion at Mason's sudden change of allegiance. The atmosphere was palpably strained, and Y/N needed to get away from it all, so she found herself wandering away from the group as they headed towards the podium.  

However, the silence that followed her being away from her friends only spurred her frustration at Masons behavior, and soon she just couldn’t cope without knowing and understanding why he was acting the way he was. So, determined to find some answers, she made her way through the crowded paddock, navigating the sea of people in their vibrant team colors. Spotting Mason engrossed in conversation with Ben and Recce, Y/N hesitated for a moment before steeling herself to confront the issue head-on. 

As she approached, the murmur of their conversation grew more audible, and her heart sank when she overheard Mason's words. "I don't know what Y/N sees in that guy. He's a real prick, and I can't stand him," Mason grumbled to Ben and Recce, his frustration evident. 

Confusion and hurt etched across Y/N's face. She couldn't understand why Mason would harbor such strong feelings towards Max, especially when he had made it abundantly clear that he didn't reciprocate her feelings. Before she could muster the courage to address Mason, Max's voice unexpectedly cut through the tension. 

"Hey, you guys! Great race, huh?" Max approached the group, a wide grin on his face, seemingly oblivious to the undercurrents of tension. Y/N glanced at Mason, who had abruptly shifted his expression into a forced smile. The contrast between his earlier resentment and his current attempt at friendliness was jarring.  

Max’s energy was contagious as he approached the group with a wide grin. 

"I'm throwing a little after-party to celebrate the win. You guys should come.” 

Caught off guard, Y/N's eyes flickered to Mason, who wore a scowl and crossed arms. "We can't, man. We got some stuff lined up," Mason interjected, his tone sharp, making it clear he had no interest in joining the celebration. 

Y/N hesitated, torn between Mason's obvious displeasure and Max's expectant gaze. The unspoken tension in the air was as thick as fog. Max, sensing the underlying dynamics, looked directly at Y/N, seeking confirmation. "You in, Y/N?" 

She bit her lip, glancing at Mason before meeting Max's gaze. "Yeah, sure, I'll be there," she replied tentatively, a slight quiver in her voice. The decision was made, but the uncertainty lingered. 

Mason's scowl deepened, and the air became even heavier. Y/N, sensing the disapproval, fidgeted uncomfortably. She didn't want to escalate the tension, but at the same time, she couldn't let Mason dictate her every move; not when he made it abundantly clear he didn’t even seem to like her as a friend anymore. 

As Max walked away to extend the invitation to others, Mason shot Y/N a stern look. "Really? You're going to his party?" 

Y/N sighed, feeling the weight of the situation. "Mason, it's just a party. It's not a big deal." Reece and Ben exchanged looks, clearly feeling baffled by the scene playing out in front of them. 

Mason, however, wasn't convinced. "I don't get why you're so eager to hang out with him." 

Y/N took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "Max seems nice, I like him” 

Mason's expression remained hardened, but he didn't press the matter further. Instead choosing to just walk away from her, almost as if he couldn’t even bare to look at her 

In the dimly lit hotel bar, Mason sat slouched on a barstool, nursing a drink between sips. Ben and Reece sat either side of him, exchanging concerned glances as they observed the weight on Mason's shoulders. The earlier anger that had etched lines on his face had given way to a profound sadness, leaving Mason looking like a shadow of his usual self. 

Reece cleared his throat, breaking the heavy silence that hung over the trio. "Mate, you've been quiet all night. Everything alright?" 

Mason took a deep breath, staring into the amber depths of his drink. "I don't know, man. It's just... everything's a mess." 

Ben chimed in, "Is this about Y/N and Max? Look, Mason, it might not be such a bad thing. If they get together, you won't have to worry about her having feelings for you anymore." 

Mason's eyes flickered with a hint of conflict, but he nodded. "Yeah, I know. It's just..." He trailed off, his shoulders slumping. 

Reece leaned in, genuine concern etched on his face. "Spill it, mate. Why are you so bothered that Y/N and Max are getting along? You've made it clear you don't see her that way." 

Mason sighed, his guard momentarily slipping. "It's not about that. I'm worried about Max. He's got a bit of a reputation with women, and I don't want Y/N getting hurt." 

Ben nodded in understanding, but Reece wasn't convinced. "Mate, I've known you for years. Something's not adding up. Are you sure that's all there is to it?" 

Mason hesitated, his eyes betraying a depth of emotion he hadn't intended to reveal. "I just... It's complicated, okay? I don't want to see her get hurt, and I don't want things to get even messier than they already are." 

Ben placed a reassuring hand on Mason's shoulder. "We get it, mate. Just look out for your friend. If you think Max is trouble, it's good that you're keeping an eye out." 

As Mason nodded in agreement, a pang of conflicting emotions welled up within him. In the quiet recesses of his thoughts, he wondered if, perhaps, he wasn't as indifferent to Y/N's feelings as he had convinced himself. 

Meanwhile, the after-party pulsed with vibrant energy as Max and Y/N found themselves in the heart of the celebration. The music thumped in harmony with the beats of their hearts, and the dimly lit venue became a backdrop to a night that seemed to be unfolding like a story. 

The pair, fueled by a mix of adrenaline and a few well-timed drinks, found themselves drawn to each other, their conversation charged with a playful flirtation that danced on the edges of something more. Max's charm and Y/N's quick wit created a dynamic that was both intriguing and infectious. 

As the night progressed, Y/N began to meet more and more of Max’s friends. The atmosphere was filled with laughter and animated chatter as Y/N navigated the introductions, each friend offering a unique glimpse into Max's life beyond the racetrack. The genuine warmth and camaraderie among Max's friends added a layer of connection to the night, making Y/N feel more at home in the bustling celebration. 

Later in the evening, Max and Y/N found a quieter corner of the venue, away from the pulsating beats and the lively crowd. The chemistry between them lingered in the air, and the flirtation that had been bubbling beneath the surface finally came to the forefront. 

Max, his gaze unwavering, leaned in with a playful grin. "You know, you're making it hard to focus on anything but you tonight." 

Y/N chuckled, her cheeks flushed from the mix of excitement and a few drinks. "Is that so? I could say the same about you, Max." 

Their banter continued, creating a bubble of intimacy that shielded them from the surrounding festivities. As the night wore on, Max's friends occasionally joined their conversation, seamlessly weaving Y/N into the fabric of their tight-knit group. 

Amidst the laughter and shared stories, Max's gaze turned more sincere. "You're different, Y/N. I really like being around you. Can I see you again?” 

Y/N, a mix of surprise and contemplation on her face, considered the question. "I'd like that, Max, but I don’t exactly live local, do I?” she said with a chuckle, still slightly taken aback by his forwardness. 

Max nodded, his eyes reflecting determination. "Well, I'm in the UK quite a bit for factory work. It could work out." 

After a moment's pause, Y/N agreed, a smile playing on her lips. "Alright then, yeah. Let me know when you're in town, and we'll take it from there." 

The vibrant energy of the after-party gradually faded as Y/N decided it was time to call it a night. The music softened, and the laughter in the venue became a distant echo as she made her way back to the hotel. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, the events of the night playing out in her head like a movie reel. 

As she entered her hotel room, she noticed a text message from Mason. "Are you back at the hotel?" it read. She sighed, typing a quick "Yes" in response. Truthfully, she couldn’t deal with anymore of Mason’s childish tantrums today, but she just couldn’t find it in herself to ignore him. A few minutes later, there was a knock at her door. Y/N hesitated before opening it, finding Mason standing there, a complicated mix of emotions written across his face. 

She let him in, the tension palpable in the air. Mason's eyes avoided hers as he walked past her and took a seat on her bed, he seemed unable to find the right words. Minutes passed, but Mason remained silent, the awkwardness growing with each passing second. The atmosphere in the room became thick with unspoken words, and Y/N could no longer contain her frustration. 

"What is your problem?" she burst out, her voice a mix of anger and hurt. "First, you completely ice me out, then you get pissed at me for giving my number to Max, and now you've come into my room in the middle of the night and you're just sitting there in silence. What the fuck do you want from me? I'm sorry for how I feel; I know it makes things awkward, but I never expected you to feel the same way or to want me. I just don't understand why it means you have to treat me like shit. You’re supposed to be my best friend." 

Mason, still avoiding eye contact, took a deep breath before finally speaking. "You are my best friend, the person in the world I'm closest to, and I was scared that because of how you feel, we couldn't be friends anymore." 

The raw honesty in his words caught Y/N off guard. She took a step back, studying his face, and saw a vulnerability she hadn't expected. The room fell silent again as they both grappled with the weight of their unspoken feelings. 

Y/N took a deep breath, the intensity of the moment hanging between them. "Mason, you can't just shut me out when things get complicated. We've been through too much for that." 

Mason nodded, the weight of his actions evident in the lines on his face. "I know, and I'm sorry. I should have talked to you instead of pushing you away." 

"Why did you get so upset about Max?" Y/N asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and frustration. 

Mason hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "I guess I was worried. Max has a bit of a reputation, and I didn't want to see you get hurt." 

Y/N's expression softened, understanding the concern beneath Mason's actions. "You could have just told me that instead of treating me like I did something wrong." 

Mason nodded again, acknowledging her point. "I messed up, Y/N, and I'm sorry for that." 

The room fell into a heavy silence as Y/N processed Mason's apology. After a moment, she sighed, a mix of emotions playing across her face. "I appreciate the apology, Mason, but you need to trust me. I can handle my own feelings, and I value our friendship too much to let it be ruined by something like this." 

Mason nodded once more, a genuine sense of regret in his eyes. "I'm sorry for acting out. I don't want to lose you as a friend." 

Y/N felt a sense of closure in his words. "Let's just put this behind us. We can figure things out, but you can't shut me out like that again, okay?" 

As the weight of their conversation lifted, Y/N and Mason found themselves in an uncertain but hopeful truce. Y/N, moved by Mason's apology, decided to bridge the lingering gap between them. She reached out for a hug, an unspoken acknowledgment of forgiveness and a desire to move forward. 

Mason hesitated for a moment before reciprocating, his arms enveloping Y/N in a tentative embrace. The hug was warm, a silent reassurance that their friendship could weather the storms that had momentarily shaken its foundation. Y/N could feel the tension dissipating as they held each other, and for a moment, everything seemed to be okay. 

However, as they lingered in the embrace, Mason's mind was in turmoil. A wave of conflicting emotions swept over him, and an unsettling realization settled in the pit of his stomach. He started to question the nature of his feelings for Y/N, wondering if there was more to their connection than just friendship. 

Internally, Mason panicked. This wasn't a revelation he was prepared for, and the timing seemed utterly inconvenient. He tried his best to maintain the facade of casual friendship during the hug, desperately suppressing any hint of the internal storm raging within him. 

Y/N pulled away, smiling warmly. "Thank you for apologizing, Mason. I really appreciate it." 

Mason managed a tight-lipped smile in return, the internal turmoil hidden behind his eyes. "Yeah, of course. Friends, right?" 

"Friends," Y/N affirmed, her expression one of genuine warmth. 

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[toasttt11]

blood on the ice

December 26, 2022

The third time that Carter was playing in the Word Junior Championship and probably the last year Carter would accept joining the team, she is about half way done her rookie year for the Vancouver Canucks and had been able to be released to play in the WJC.

It was 2-2 against Czech, starting in the second period with Carter scoring the first goal of the game and Czech scoring two goals after that and Connor scoring goal with an assist from Carter before the end of the first period.

Carter was skating down the ice as her teamate had shot the puck into the air towards the Czech goal and as she went to reach for it suddenly something fast came towards her and smacked her right into the face making her fall back right into the ice. Carter could feel her cheek getting wet and held a hand to her cheek feeling her whole face throbbing in pain. She rolled over on the ice trying to take a deep breaths that seemed to make the pain even worse she looked at the ice seeing it bloody and knew she bleeding and pretty heavily from how much blood was already on the ice.

Connor looked over from where he was skating on the ice seeing a player on the Czech team swinging his stick right into Carters cheek and her falling to the ground, there was blood all over her gloves and he saw the blood all over the ice as she turned over, he quickly skated right to her placing a hand on her back as the medics rushed onto the ice and helped Carter stand and they took her off the ice and down the tunnel.

Connor watched her leave and has never seen in her in that much pain he bent down grabbing her stick from the ice and skated to the bench handing it to the equipment manager. Connor saw their coach was talking with the referee making sure the player gets the right penalty.

Connor was the standing the closer to Czech bench and heard a group laughing he listened in, “She’ll now know that she shouldn’t be playing with the men, she should be in the kicthen where she belongs.”

Mason Mctavish saw Connor jaw clenching and his eyes sharpened at the player and suddenly the player was laughing again and before anyone could even stop him, Connor had left his gloves on the bench before skating right to the player and punching him across the face before slamming him into the glass.

“Now you’re so quiet.” Connor angrily sneered at the player who was staring at Connor with wide eyes, Connor slammed his shoulders into the glass, “What not so funny now is it.”

“I-“ The player stuttered genuinely frightened from the angry Connor. An angry Connor that has never had gotten into a fight on the ice before, but hurting his best friend can easily change that.

“I-“ Connor snapped mocking him before leaning closer so only the player could hear him, “If i ever hear a word about her come from your fucking mouth again, you’ll never be able to pick up a hockey stick. Understand.”

“I said do you understand.” Connor snapped pushing the player into the glass even more.

“I U-understand.” The player spluttered out.

Connor gave a curt nod before pushing him into the glass and letting the player go as the referee had grabbed Connor’s shoulder and led him to the penalty box, but it was a penalty Connor would gladly take a penalty if that player didn’t open they mouth about Carter again.

Carter was led into the medical room. Her parents and Luke quickly headed to the medical room from where they were watching from the stands. Carter got set onto the medial bed and reluctantly pulled her hand from her cheek making Ellen wince slightly seeing her daughter already bruising and all the blood that is covering her face. Carter looked towards Luke and he immediately walked over gently taking her gloves off for her and held her hand squeezing it.

Carter let the doctor clean up her face and x-ray her face, hoping nothing is broken. Carter has a deep gash across her cheekbone from the hit so the doctor stitched it up stopping a lot of the bleeding before putting ointment and bandaging the wound. The doctor left the room to look over the x-rays leaving Carter in the room with her family.

“How are you feeling sweetheart?” Ellen pressed a soft kiss on the top of her daughter’s head.

“I’d like to be on the ice.” Carter mumbled angry that she was injured and even worse the first game of the whole tournament.

“We know.” Ellen sent her daughter a comforting smile rubbing her back.

“Did we win?” Carter looked at her dad for anwser who eyes turned away from her slightly and that anwsered her question completely.

“Damn it.” Carter cursed trying to not to groan having a feeling that would hurt her face more.

The doctor walked back in, making the four of them all quickly look towards her, “Well it’s good news, it’s not broken or fractured.

That made them all breath out a sigh of relief.

“Can i play.” Carter pipped up desperately , The doctor hesitated, “Please doc, I’m the captain.” Carter knew she would most likely never come play for WJC and would likely be the last time she is the captain for Team Canda, and this may forever be the last time she can ever play with Connor as he’s getting drafted in a few months. Carter held onto Luke’s hand tightly.

“I suppose, as you don’t have any broken bones and you’re stitched up.” The doctor reluctantly agreed as Carter X-rays showed she didn’t have a break so she could play, and the doctor knew most hockey players will still play with stitches.

Carter breathed out a sigh of relief that didn’t help the pain coming from her face, “Thank you! Thank you!”

Carter, Luke and her parents walked back to the hotel and Carter was sharing a room with Connor like they sue to always do on road games. She let her parents go to their room and Luke go hang out with his team, reassuring they she would be fine. Also maybe because she wanted to spend some time with Connor.

Carter took a slow shower making sure not to get her face wet not wanting to mess up the stitches, she changed into her canucks sweats pants and Connor’s team Canda t-shirt before grabbing her ipad turning on the Canucks game and sliding into her bed.

Not even a few minutes has passed by before she heard the door quickly opened and slowly looked up seeing Connor rushing into the room, throwing his bag on the floor his eyes staying on Carter as he quickly walked over to her sitting on the bed next to her.

“Are you okay? They wouldn’t tell me anything!” Connor quickly rushed out gently holding Carter’s hand.

Carter gave him a very tiny smile trying not to move her cheek much, “Yeah, i’m okay.” Carter softly squeezed his hand back. Connor breathed out a sigh of relief having been worried since the second he saw the hit, his whole body slowly relaxing.

“I’m glad. How bad?” Connor looked at her in concern seeing the good four inches of stitches across her cheek bone, and the brushing that is already very dark on her cheek bone and under her eye.

“Not bad, i can play.” Carter replied making Connor smile softly and slowly nod glad that Connor is okay, “Can you get that please.” Carter pointed to the ice bag she left on the desk when she walked in. Connor quickly nodded getting up grabbing the ice bag and gently handing it to her.

Carter eyes widen grabbing the ice setting it next to her before grabbing Connor’s and pulling them closer to her with frown looking at the blood around his knuckles, she looked at her best friend in question.

Connor sheepishly brushed a hand through his hair, “I might’ve got in a fight.” Carter raised a shocked brow towards Connor making him laugh slightly, “I know, i don’t usually fight but he touched you.” Connor looked down at the girl he’s been in love with for years and would fight everyone for her if she even asked.

Carter eyes soften she pressed a gently kiss to his bloody knuckle grabbing his attention, “Thank you.”

Connor nodded with red cheeks, “Always.” He sent her a smile as she gently let go of his hands.

“I’m gonna shower but i’ll be right back.” Connor leaned down pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head as Carter nodded once before Connor headed with his bag into the bathroom.

Carter curled up in her bed watching the game and her teammates and brother playing, listening to the shower in the background before it shut off a few minutes later.

Connor walked out in a pair of Lululemon sweatpants and a Regina Pats shirt, he threw his bag onto his bed slipping his phone in his pocket before looking over at Carter who lifted the other side of the blanket making Connor smile.

Connor slid into the spot next to Carter making her scoot over and rest her good cheek againt Connor’s chest.

Carter and Connor have enjoyed the last week together being able to share a room and bed like they use to when they were on the same team.

Carter slowly dowsed off to the feeling of Connor playing with her hair and the sound of the Canucks game.

January 3, 2023

Carter winced slighty as she opened her jaw but bit her lip from anymore noise escaping her mouth, she knew something was wrong with her cheek as it’s been healing on the outside skin but it’s not feeling any better and it’s getting worse when she moves but she had two games left before going home so she could worry about it then.

Carter skated onto the ice of the second match against Czech and the game they have to win to make it to the Gold Medal game. She taped her stick to Connor’s stick as they do before every game before focusing on the puck.

Carter had quickly gotten the puck and skated down the ice right to the goal, she spun around the player that had hit her in the last game before taking a shot right at the top of the goal, getting the puck into the goal. She could heard the crowd go wild as she took her bow after the goal, getting her revenge for the hit she took.

Connor scored the next two goals both assisted by Carter, making the third period score be 3-1.

Carter hit a slap shot right into the net making the score become 4-1 right at the end of the third period and she tried not to groan in pain after that shot and the shaking from all of her teammates.

Canda was going to the Gold Medal game.

January 5, 2023

Carter took her last two pain pills she was given right before they were heading out to bench, she quickly swallowed them ignoring the pain as she did so.

Carter saw the concerned looks from Connor, a look that has been more common the last few days but she ignored it having a game to focus on.

Carter gave a nod to Luke who was on the other side of the ice, who gave his little sister one back before they focused on their game.

Carter blurred out most of the game not even noticing her pain as they fought for the gold medal the entire time against USA.

Carter cheered as she got the winning OT Goal in the 2023 Gold Medal Game.


Connor who passed her the puck quickly jumped on her shaking her like crazy as the the rest of the team all surrounded her as they cheered and jumped around like crazy getting the second back to back gold medal.

Carter got handed the trophy and cheered as she skated towards her team holding it in the air, the adrenaline so high she didn’t even notice how bad her pain was in her face, such a high she didn’t even realize how bad the pain was until the next day when she woke up to her whole face pounding and knew the plane ride home was going to be bad.

Quinn who was waiting at the airport for Carter, smile quickly changed into a frown when he saw how sluggishly she was and how pale she looked, she quickly stumbled into Quinn who caught her making her groan in pain as her whole body has been moving for the whole eleven hour flight and she’s been in nonstop pain, especially as she had said goodbye to her parents and brother the night before as they had earlier flights home to Michigan so she just got on her flight in pain quickly realized that she made a stupid decision to get on the flight, A Jack kind of stupid decision.

“What’s wrong Cart.” Quinn quickly asked in concern gently brushing a piece of her hair from her face, her hair that was sticking to her face from sweating.

“Something is wrong with my cheek.” Carter slowly grunted out feeling even more pain by just moving and talking isn’t very helping.

“I thought it was just stitches?” Quinn hurriedly asked as he guided her to car grabbing her giant hockey bag and suitcase.

“I thought it was too.” Carter grunted out panting as she sat in the passenger seat, she looked at her big brother feeling tears welling up in her eyes from being so overwhelmed and having felt some sort of pain from the last week and a half, “It got worse.”

Quinn nodded pressing a very soft kiss to her forehead before looking at her, “Let’s get this figured out.” He loaded her stuff into the car and quickly drove to the emergency room.

The news wasn’t what they had wanted, the doctors immediately took her into emergency surgery because the doctor in Turkey had completely missed the break in Carter’s Cheekbone, she should’ve of had surgery a week ago but she’s been playing a hockey tournament instead.

Quinn called their parents telling them everything that happen and they promised they be there as soon as possible, He facetimed Jack and Luke telling them everything as well but neither could move their schedules to come out.

Quinn sat alone for the first few hours she was in surgery letting everyone what’s going on, he let the Canucks team know everything of Carter’s injury as she won’t be playing for a few weeks.

Quinn let the team know in their group chat and immediately Brock, Elias and Cole were driving over together and coming to the hospital. Quinn also called Connor to let him know about Carter in surgery.

Carter surgey was done six hours later, and when she woke up she felt very mild pain compared to the pain the last few days, her eyes blinked a few times before she looked down seeing Quinn holding her hand and Elias, Brock and Cole sitting on a couch in the room. She saw a stuff animal Kangaroo with a bouquet of flowers on the bedside table, multiple balloons and different flower blowup.

She squeezed Quinn’s hand not sure if she could talk after her surgery. Quinn head snapped up at the feeling of her moving, “Your awake little bird!“ He gained the attention of the other three who all quickly looked to Carter.

“Don’t talk, not for a little bit.” Quinn told her seeing her lips move, Quinn grabbed the notepad and pen off the bed side table and handed it to her.

Carter quickly wrote on the notepads handing it back to Quinn, “How Long?” Carter needed to know how long she wasn’t allowed to play.

“Four weeks max, faster depending on your healing.” Quinn sadly and soflty explained knowing she might not be able to make her first all star game.

Carter determined pursed her lips knowing she heals fast always had, and she didn’t want to miss out on her first all star game because of an injury.

Carter did make her first NHL All Star game, having got cleared the day before. The second she was allowed to be moving at all she got on the ice that day taking it slow but still practicing she missed three weeks of games but came back right after the All Star game was over, coincidentally her second game against her brother Jack.

[nicohischierz]

love at first trip: jamie drysdale

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tani speaks: so ironic that i was working on this before he got traded 🥹

“elijah zegras, watch out!” you yelled at your nephew.

however, the young boy followed after his father. so he continued running, his footsteps and laughter reverberating through the training facility.

you should’ve looked where you were going instead of cursing the young boy because not long after your shout, did you bump into someone.

well, you tripped over your nephew into the arms of his father's teammate.

"are you okay?" the body asked.

although your body felt perfectly content staying within the confines of the man's arms, you knew you had to pull away from him. and so reluctantly, you pushed yourself away and gave a curt nod.

"uncle jimmy!" elijah yelled.

jamie bent down and picked up the young ball of energy, spinning the four-year-old. no one had to question who the boys father was seeing as he was a splitting image of trevor.

trevor showed up in the hallway not long after. "i heard some ruckus and I just had to check it out," he teased, going over to tickle his son's belly.

once he had shown his affection to his son, trevor turned to you and gave you a short hug. you enveloped your brother-in-law and assured him that it was no problem.

"aunt y/n/n, will i see you tomorrow?" your nephew asked.

you shrugged and bent down to his level "if your dad's paying then I'll see you, same time and same place." you answered. elijah thought about it for a bit and then nodded his head.

elijah gave you one last hug before he spotted one of alex killorn's children.

"thanks again y/n," trevor thanked.

you waved him off. "i love the little guy, plus I sat him. in front of the tv and he was good for an hour before he needed me which is surprising considering he's your kid," you poked fun at trevor.

"ha ha. very funny,"

you smiled at trevor and checked the time before heading off to your apartment and waving bye to his quiet teammate.

“who is that?” jamie asked immediately.

“y/n.”

jamie rolled his eyes at trevor “yeah i gathered that. i didn’t know you had another sister,” he admitted:

trevor burst out in laughter. the idea that the two of you were related was abysmal. although, he is married to your sister.

“nah that’s val’s sister,” trevor answered.

trevor then went on to explain that you were in your senior year of college and elijah had managed to guilt trip you into spending more time with him.

the next time jamie saw you was at elijah's fourth birthday.

he's spent the whole week building up the courage to talk to you.

but his hard work was crushed when he saw you wrapped in the arms of another man. a man who was way taller than him.

"who's the giant?" mason asked when he, jamie and trevor were together.

"y/n's asshole boyfriend," trevor answered.

"are you just saying that or is he really an asshole?" jamie asked.

"he's a good kid but he's so focused on basketball that sometimes he leaves y/n disappointed. like he forgot her birthday because he was watching film," trevor explained.

the two canadians grimaced. that never flies.

and so, jamie watched you the whole party as you laughed with your boyfriend. meanwhile, his heart clenched at the feeling of losing his chance.

jamie didn't see you again unless you attended a game. the interaction was so rare, that when you came up to speak to him one night, he was shocked.

but alas, that was the last time jamie saw you.

until valentines day.

jamie was oulled away from his guitar lesson by a rapid knock on his door.

"y/n?" he questioned.

out of all things he could've thought of. jamie never dreamt of you showing up at his apartment door on valentines day.

his shock was smothered when he saw the mascara running down your face. immediately, he let you in without another word and directed you towards his couch.

he offered you a cup of water and let you regain your composure before asking you what was wrong.

"he broke up with me."

"what?"

"my boyfriend. he broke up with me because I was too clingy which I think is utter bullshit because I let him do whatever he wanted." you spat.

among all the thoughts on why someone would cheat on a person like you. jamie only voiced out one.

“how do you know where i live?” he asked.

you finally looked at the boy and gave him a sheepish shrug of your shoulders. “z always left your address incase of an emergency when i look after eli. i guess i just learnt it cause this was the first place i came to,”

jamie pulled you gently into his chest and rubbed your hair.

“i’ll go grab some clothes for you to change into. you can sleep in my room,” he whispered, letting you go.

that night your dreams were filled of the blue eyed canadian downstairs as his scent filled your nostrils.

and jamie.

well his dreams were always filled with you and life that could be.

[mochinek0]

Daminette December 2023: 1-Mystery Theatre

"Welcome back to 'The Mystery Box'." Marinette declared, "I'm Ladybug."

"Robin." Damian stated.

"Now, last week we were going over The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Afterwards, there was a list of recommended books posted.

1.)The Puzzle Master by Danielle Trussoni

2.)The Silent Patient by Alex Michaelides

3.)Bullet Train and 4.)Three Assassins, both written by Kotaro Isaka and translated by Sam Malissa

5.)The Word is Murder by Anthony Horowitz

And for the more adventurous, 6.)Helter Skelter: the True Story of the Mason Murders by Vincent Bugliosi, Curt Gentry

You were also free to recommend your own favorite tastes for mysteries and crime. Today, we have special case in 'The Mystery Box' and I have a feeling everyone will like this one." she smiled.

Robin sighed, "That's what I'm afraid of."

"We know that many people have already left or are heading home for the holidays." Ladybug began, "So we thought of something-"

Robin sneered, "You thought of something."

"Don't get your feather's in a twist, Bird Boy." Ladybug cooed, "We wanted something everyone could enjoy; no matter how far. Today the mystery is: Ladybug and Robin! You are allowed to send in your questions, but if we feel something is too personal or close to giving away who we are, the question will be thrown out."

"Let the questions flow in." Robin commented.

Question one: Is there anyone you don't want to see during the holidays? There's always that one family member.

Ladybug smiled, "From the comments, I can see that lots of people agree with you; whether an uncle or aunt, a parent or a sibling. I'm afraid there's no one in my family I want to avoid, but there are old friends who turned out to be assholes. Those people I could go without."

"My family." Robin stated, "There was a reason I moved out, but I'm expected to be home because of my grandfather. I'm....excited to see my pets, though."

Question two: Are you going home for the holidays?

"Unfortunately." Robin sighed, "The show will be on hold until the break is over."

"No." Ladybug spoke.

"You're staying?" Robin shouted, "Why is this the first I'm hearing it?"

"My parents will be out of the country." Ladybug replied, ignoring her partner, "A relative is sick and they're leaving soon to help I've been looking up single holiday recipes to try this year."

"Lucky." Robin pouted.

"Robin, you can't cook." Ladybug retorted, "You'd end up burning the school down."

Robin should stay!

Robin, don't leave us!

Robin, what are you making for dinner tonight?

Robin, I'll teach you how to cook!

We can go out to eat!

Shut up! Let the bad bird burn down the school!

Birb

"Should we be concerned how many people want you to burn the school down?" Marinette questioned.

"I assume it has to due with finals." Damian smirked, "Also, I'm not doing it. I don't want to move back. I like my dorm."

Boooooo!

No!

Stay with us!

I got a C-, okay!

I failed -_-'

I don't want to retake that stupid class next year!!!

Need the evidence gone!!!!

Ladybug giggled, "Well, I can certainly say, it's no mystery how much our followers have faith in your cooking skills."

"Ha-ha." Robin spoke, rolling his eyes, "Besides, I can always order out."

"That would require you talking to people." Ladybug rebuffed.

"Not if I do it online." Damian answered, "Like you're one to talk; you're more introverted than I am. I know you have classes in person because there was no other option."

Question three: Are you dating? If so, why not invite her over?

"Not dating." Robin stated.

Ladybug declares, "Robin is my friend and he respects my boundaries."

"I'm Bi and lean more towards guys." he responds, "Girls are too clingy."

Ladybug scoffs, "Chat Noir was clingy."

"No." Robin declares, "Your mental ex-partner was obsessive and should be given a restraining order, should he ever find out who you are."

"Not arguing with you there." Ladybug replied.

Question four: You know each other? What makes Robin different from Chat Noir?

Ladybug rolls her eyes, "Yes; Robin and I know each other, personally. As many of you know, Chat Noir and I did not. To the people who aren't aware, I use to have my own podcast. Chat Noir is someone who reached out to me for a collab. We became known as the 'Bug and Cat Team'. We mostly spoke about the problems at school and social events surrounding the area."

"You don't have to say anything you don't want to." Robin spoke.

"I've talked about it before and several times after the incident; I'm fine talking about it now." Ladybug replied, "A topic came up during a podcast. Someone felt pestered by another individual; they claimed the person wanted to date them and had already rejected them. The person got more insistent and 'tried hard to win them over'."

"They harassed them." Robin sneered, "Just say it like it is."

Ladybug cleared her throat, "During that podcast, Chat Noir sided with the harasser and I didn't. I shouted at him and declared that I couldn't work with someone who thought harassing people was the right way to form a relationship. I shut down my side of the cast and blocked him. Suffice to say, the collab failed and I quit speaking my mind for awhile. Many people blamed me for the way the podcast ended. Some said Chat Noir was only joking. Others declared me the 'School's Voice of Reason'. Robin was the one to figure out who I was and reach out to me. He is the reason I'm back."

Question five: Do you think you two ever will date?

"I don't know." Robin explained, "I'd have to test her, first, if we ever got feelings for each other."

Ladybug smiled, "Oh, you're gonna test me? Is this part of the test, right now?"

"I prefer to get cheap food on the first few dates." Robin declared.

"Oh Kwami!" She laughed, "That reminds me of that stupid list we found: 'List of restaurants/places women refuse to go on a first date. Have you seen that list?"

Yes!

No!

What is it?

Who doesn't like pancakes?

Someone doesn't like pancakes?

They must live under a rock!

"I saved that list. It is now my go-to list for dates." Robin spoke, "Again, bye Ladies."

Ladybug laughs, "That list was so stupid! I would eat at any of them! The mystery is what ladies did that person talk to and why do they hate those places so much?"

"It was probably written by the same people who wants a six-figure working guy." Robin shrugged, "Sugar Daddies and Mommies."

"People!" Ladybug cried, "College people are broke! We are still broke when we finish! We got to pay back those stupid loans!"

"We don't have the money for some five-star Michelin resturant because you got a $2000 dress on clearance for $300 and you want to feel special!" Robin declared.

"You don't want fast food or some homecooked meal someone spent the day on? You don't want a family resturant? Guess what? You're gone! We don't want you either!" Ladybug shouted, "I don't know who told you that's the only way you're getting someone good for the rest of your life. Why do you think so many are invested in celebrity gossip? There's always someone cheating or divorcing; some scandal. Being rich doesn't mean you're happy and you're life is perfect!"

"I agree with Ladybug." he spoke, "If I desperately wanted a homecooked meal, I could just ask Ladybug to make me dinner and I would owe her a favor."

"How about a two star resturant in return?" she commented.

"Deal." Robin responded.

They both laughed.

"You can bring your boyfriend, if he wants to come; a friendly dinner." Ladybug continued.

Robin nodded, "I'll let him know."

Question six: I hear clicking sometimes. What is that?

"Oops!" Ladybug spoke, "Sorry; that's me! ADHD kicks in and I'm usually messing with a pen or a figit toy. I didn't realize the noise was getting picked up."

Relatable

Pen clicker here

I tap my nails on my desk

Leg bouncer!

They have tiny figit cubes!

Marinette smiled, "I'm so glad you all understand. I see a lot of links to....what look like toys. I'll look through them over the holiday."

Question seven: major?

"Uh, that's too personal." Ladybug commented.

"Agreed." Robin added.

Question eight: what made you start a podcast?

"I was bullied a lot." Ladybug answered, "Not everyone listened to me, even when I was right. Slowly, I stopped trying to speak up and just watched and waited for everything to fail. I decided I wanted my voice heard, even if a single person was listening."

"I prefer the illusion." Robin declared, "There's too many people in my life and sometimes, I'm not heard."

Question nine: Who is taller?

Robin began to snicker, causing Ladybug to glare.

"I am!" Robin stated, "Ladybug is....what is that term?"

"Don't you-" she began to scream.

"Fun-sized!" he finished.

"Fuck you!" Ladybug shouted, making him laugh.

"I'm not that short!" Ladybug yelled, "You're just taller and like to pick on me!"

How cute!

Tiny bug?

Tall bug?

Robin lying?

Smol

Sibling vibes

Question ten: Ladybug, what recipes are you looking at for the holidays?

"Oh, a bit of everything!" she commented, "I saw a charcuterie board and some chips and dip. Maybe some soup? I don't want to make anything to complicated. Honestly, it all sounds good. Cookies are definetly being made on Christmas Eve. Usually, I would make chocolate chip or shortbread, but I want to try something different this year. Any recommendations?"

Peppermint Mocha

Hot Chocolate

Snowballs

Lemon Cups

Christmas Kitchen Sink

Peanut Butter Blossoms

Gingerbread

White chocolate with candycane pieces

Red velvet

Pinwheels

"I'm sure Ladybug will look through all of your recommendations and will let you know which ones she chose, when we return after the holidays." Robin spoke, "I will try and come back earlier, but don't hold your breath. We don't need a campus mystery."

"Remember to think out of the box" Ladybug cheered, "and Happy Holidays!"

"Ugh, " Marinette groaned, "I can't believe my knitting needles were being picked up but the mic."

"I'll see if Barbara or Drake are free to look over the audio and maybe find a way to tweak it." Damian stated, "I'll walk you to your dorm, Miss Staying-For-the-Holidays."

"Well, Mr.-No-Five-Star." Mari teased, earning an eye roll, "Want me to cook you dinner?"

"Only if you promise to come over for Christmas." he answered.

"Think Jon's jealous?" Marinette questioned.

"Of me eating your cooking?" he spoke, "Always. He told me if it wasn't for my martial arts training and swordsmanship, he'd be fighting me to date you."

Marinette rolled her eyes and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek.

"You know." Mari spoke, as she cuddled into her boyfriend's arm, "You could have just said I think my girlfriend should meet my family. I would have said yes."

"Still think it was better to keep our lives separate?" Damian asked.

"You mean our personas on the box away from who we really are?" she questioned.

He nodded in return.

"Yes; I do." she answered, confidently, "To many people, I'm soft-spoke or clumsy. I'm not someone people listened to. I don't regret starting my podcast on the side. I am glad you found me. You didn't let one person ruin me and who I was turning into."

"Well, I'd like to see Ladybug come more into play." Damian whispered, "I know she's in there and I like her just as much as I do Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

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[mamaestapa]

Man or Superman?|| Jamie Drysdale x reader

•pairing: Jamie Drysdale x reader

•summary: You and Jamie dress up as Clark Kent and Lana Lang from Smallville for the Ducks annual Halloween party

•warnings: talks of alcohol consumption and lots of fluff<3

Halloween 2023

"Jamie baby!" you called from the entryway of your shared home, "you and Trev almost ready?" You applied some more lip gloss to your lips in the mirror on the wall next to the staircase as you waited to hear your boyfriends response.

"Yeah, we'll be down in a minute."

You smiled at your reflection in the mirror as you fluffed up your hair a bit more. You heard heavy footsteps pounding down the stairs, signaling that your boyfriend and his best friend were finished getting ready. Even though Jamie doesn't live with him anymore, he and Trevor are still inseparable. Your smile widened as you saw Jamie's reflection appear in the mirror next to yours. You turned around and took in the full costume your boyfriend was wearing. He looked perfect, but in your eyes, Jamie always looked perfect.

"Look at you," you crooned, "you make a perfect Clark Kent."

Jamie blushed at your words as a wide grin pulled at his lips. He walked up to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, gently pulling you into him. "Thank you," he said sweetly, "you make a perfect Lois Lane."

"Lana Lang."

"Lana Lang!" Jamie corrected, his blush deepening as he realized he said the wrong name. He couldn't believe he got the characters name wrong again. He grimaced slightly, softly mumbling "sorry" under his breath. You shook your head and chuckled softly at how flustered Jamie was.

"It's alright J," you reassured, "you'll get it by the end of the night." You said with a wink, making Jamie smile sweetly. You got up on your tip toes and pressed a soft kiss to his smooth cheek before you pulled away from him to put your boots on.

This year for Halloween, you and Jamie were dressed up as Clark Kent and Lana Lang from the 2000's tv show Smallville. The two of you binged the show about teenage Clark Kent during Jamie's recovery from shoulder surgery last season. You both fell in love with the show, watching too many episodes in one night for many weeks straight. While you binged the show, you constantly told Jamie that he resembled teenage Clark--which never failed to make the boy blush. So since you thought he looked like Clark, you decided that dressing up as Clark Kent and his love interest during his teenage years, Lana Lang, would be perfect for Halloween this year.

You tried to get Trevor to dress up as Lex Luthor, but he refused. He says it's because you and Jamie deserve to do a couples costume this year, but you think it's really because he just doesn't want to wear a bald cap.

So instead Trevor is going as a Ghostbuster again, this time with Mason McTavish and not Jamie, leaving you and Jamie by yourselves in your couples costume. Which neither of you are complaining about at all. It's a nice change to get to do a costume theme with just the two of you for once.

Once you zipped up your black boots, you followed Jamie into the kitchen to grab your purse. Trevor walked into the kitchen shortly after the two of you, grabbing a water bottle from off the counter. He looked at the two of you with raised eyebrows as he took a generous gulp of water. He wiped water off of his lip and pointed at Jamie.

"Dude, you really do look like Clark."

"Thanks bud."

Trevor gave a curt nod as he turned his attention to you. He wolf whistled as he his eyes trailed up your body, "You make a good Lana, Y/n/n."

You shook your head, rolling your eyes playfully at Trevor as the sound of his infectious laughter filled the room. "Shut up, Z. But thanks, J thinks so too."

Trevor wiggled his eyebrows at Jamie as he leaned agaisnt the kitchen counter. He let out a dramatic sigh as he did so. "So what are you Jimmy, man or superman?" Trevor teased Jamie, a playful smirk on his face as he eyed his best friend. Jamie chuckled in response, shaking his head at Trevor as he replied, "I haven't really figured it out yet."

"Hey," you said, shooting Trevor a look of feigned hurt, "you stole my line." Trevor just stuck his tongue out at you as pushed himself off the counter and grabbed the keys to his bronco. He twirled the set of keys in his hand, walking toward the front door of yours and Jamie's house.

"Come on lovers, don't wanna be late!" Trevor called from over his shoulder as he walked out of your home. Jamie put his hand on the small of your back, chuckling to himself as as he led you to the front door and out of the house.

"Trev," you said cautiously as you walked toward his car, "should you be driving if your going to be drinking?"

"Don't worry about me princess, Smallville here said he'd be DD."

"Smallville?" You and Jamie both asked at the same time, both your brows raised in amusement. "Yup," Trevor said, popping the "p", "that's my new nickname for him."

"You know," you began, "you should've dressed up as Lois Lane. We could've had a little love triangle going on." You teased, reaching out to poke Trevor's shoulder as he backed out of your driveway.

"Ha," he laughed, "you wish."

Jamie shook his head, "I disagree, I think Lex would've been better. I'd love to see Z in a bald cap."

"Shut up, or you're walking to this party."

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trevorzegras- ok smallville

yourusername- So, what are you? Man or Superman?🤔

jamie.drysdale- @yourusername I haven't really figured it out yet😉

anahiemducks- this years costume>>>>

user1- SOMEBODY SAVEEE MEEE

masonmctavish23- Clana and yourshipname 🔛🔝

_quinnhughes- I was promised Trev would be in a bald cap. I'm so disappointed.

nhl- It's a bird! It's a plane! Oh wait, it's just Jamie Drysdale.

trevorzegras- @_quinnhughes idk who promised you that

user2- Z as Lex Luthor would have been THE BEST. we were robbed😭

_quinnhughes- @user2 Agreed.

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yourusername- you are my purpose, you're everything🤍 (iykyk;)

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yourusername- the smallville costumes were a success!! except for the part where trevor refused to dress as lex luthor... -pinned comment

jamie.drysdale- I love you. Thanks for saving me a dance❤️

yourusername- @jamie.drysdale I love you more, smallville ;)

jackhughes_ - Oh we need to see Z as Lex

trevorzegras- @jackhughes_ no we don't.

user6- THIS IS TOO SWEET.

jamie.drysdale- @jackhughes_ @trevorzegras next year😉

trevorzegras- hottest clark kent i ever did see

anaheimducks- Alexa, play "Everything" by Lifehouse

kristinkreuk- Oh I love this!! You make a beautiful Lana❤️

colecaufield- Such a good show. but @trevorzegras I'm so disappointed in you.

jamie.drysdale- @colecaufield wouldn't he have made a great Lois Lane?

_quinnhughes- Omg Trevor as Lois is even better.

trevorzegras- !?!

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hey loves!!

just a cute little month late halloween fic for all my jamie drysdale girlies🥰

i’ve been watching smallville recently, and it could be just me…but hear me out. if you don’t think too much and if you squint, jamie kind of looks like tom welling as clark kent!! i see it, but i could be crazy lol. they’re both super cute though ;))

thank you again for all of the love and support!! it means so much to me. you’re all the BEST🤍🤍

[starysky1289]

Police Captain!Vanessa X Rookie!Reader. Newbie.

“ Alright settle down! Bunch of animals yall are. Ok. Steven, Mason ,Liam , you all are on patrol duty in the west, Johanna, Marcus, Harry, patrol duty to the east. Rest of yall are on you assigned duty’s seen in your schedules. Before I dismiss, we have a new rookie amongst us. Y/N L/N. Y/N will be patrolling with…Johanna, a little girl on girl time. Dismissed. “

Captain Shelly’s voice was loud, booming in the meeting room. Her Ivy green eyes made contact with yours, and she gave you a curt nod, heading out of the room. You were able to quickly find Johanna, who seemed less than pleased to have been given a rookie to drive around. She was talking with two other people, who snickered before walking away.

“ alright newbie, let’s go, ain’t much happens east end, we’ll be sitting in the middle of some parking lot for a while. Don’t expect me to hold your hand or something if we do have to pull someone over or something. You should know how to deal with tickets from the academy. “

“ yes maam, i was transferred here, so i do know a bit of- “

“ yeah great. Let’s go. “

Johanna called, leading you to her shop. It was a big black and white SUV, with the badge logo on each door, and the towns name on the bumper.

“ hey, don’t forget your belt stuff, you’ve gotta go check them out sense your new in the system. “

“ oh yeah! I’ll be right back maam! “

You quickly made your way through the station, making your way to the storage station. A nice older lady worked there, you explain your situation and she took your information. She then slid a small box through the small window of the office, inside was a new radio, a simple gun with a box of 10 billets, a yellow taser in box, and three pairs of cuffs.

“ now, everyday you’ll have to return the bullets of the gun, or the whole gun if you’d like, and the radio. This box is yours, and will be kept in your cubby in here, and everyday when you check in I’ll give it to you to gather your stuff! Your taser and cuffs stay in your locker, supposing you have a locker. “

You sighed, shaking your head. You hadnt had any time to get anything done before you were called in for the morning dispatch meeting. The lady gave you a soft smile.

“ well, if you don’t have one by the end of your shift, you can gives those to me aswell. I hope you have a good first day dear! “

“ thank you maam!! “

You quickly made your way back to the shop, opening the passenger side door. You shrieked, a small, brown cockroach was sitting right on the seat. Johanna bursted out laughing, scooping up the brown insect. Bending it to show it was just a peice of molded rubber.

“ ha. This’ll be fun. Alright, strap in, let’s go. “

You rolled your eyes, chuckling softly as you sat down, strapping into the seat. She pulled out, and you two were out, heading towards the east end.

*~*

All the officers were parked in an old parking lot, talking to eachother through the walkies in the cars. It was dead winter, and snow was blowing all across the cars.

“ hey, Newbie. The back windows all covered up, the snow brush is in the back. Will you go clean it? “

“ isn’t there a window brush? You can just turns nob and- “

“ it’s broken. Go on. “

“ I don’t have a jacket yet- “

Johanna only glared at you, and you groaned, stepping out of the vehicle, immediately freezing. You quickly grabbed the brush from the back, slowly trudging to the back window and brushing the snow off it, and chipping some fresh ice off the back with the scraper. It felt like forever until you were done. Suddenly, with a small buzz, the back wiper turned on, the black plastic when back and forth across the window, you could hear Johanna’s laughter from inside the car. You groaned, trudging back into the car, kicking the snow off yoir shoes.

“ sorry Y/N. It must off fixed itself! Cmon, let’s go check for tickets. “

Johanna snickered, and drove off, there was a mix of laughter coming from the radio. You knew it was gonna be a hard patrol day.

*~*

You finally got back to the station, your hair was frizzed, your skin was ice cold, and your shoes soaked through. Johanna had, in just one day, made you write every ticket, ‘ Accidentally ‘ hit you with snow, scared you with the fake cockroach again, and Locked you out of the car for atleast 5 minutes. She said it was to ‘ teach you resilience ‘, but you knew it was just cause you where the new rookie.

You checked your stuff into the box with the lady, who you finally learned her name, norma. She was a sweetheart, nicest person you’ve dealt with today.

You headed to clock out, getting stoped by the captain. She was a taller woman, Vanessa was her name, blonde hair, pale skin, and beautiful green eyes. She gave you a soft smile.

“ Y/N. How was your first day patrolling. You look like you’ve been dragged through the west end. “

“ Captain. Today was…eventful…just some..resilience training…today was fine..”

Her gaze slightly hardened, looking up. Johanna and the others where laughing and talking not to far behind you.

“ what did she do to you. “

“ nothing captain..”

“ tell me y/n. “

Her voice was deep, heavy. You sighed, holding your arm as you spoke.

“ just some..rookie pranks. Lost of snow..I’m freezing, pushing, shoving, just….stuff. I don’t feel really welcome I guess…”

Vanessa quickly took off her own jacket, laying it across your shoulder. She gave you another smile, before turning to the gathers of officers.

“ HEY! LISTEN UP! I hear anymore rookie pranks going on, I’ll personally make sure you assigned to janitor duty for a month! And you keep it up, you’ll get suspended without pay. “

Johanna shot dart like glares at you, and Vanessa shot them back. You smiled, dipping your head to your captain.

“ t-thank you captain- “

“ please. Call me Vanessa. Feel free to keep the jacket, I have spares. And here, incase you ever need a call. “

Vanessa handed you a card, with her number and full name on it.

“ I’ll be free for you hun. Go home, eat something. I’ll be seeing you tomorrow darling. “

You blushed lightly, nodding. You finished clocking out and headed to your car. You felt all giggly inside. You had the captains number, and she clearly favored you. Atleast you had the captain in your corner now.

[usafphantom2]

Did you know that you can go to the Museum of Flight located in Seattle Washington and sit in the cockpit of a real SR 71?!

The 977 crashed and burned at Beale Air Force Base in 1968 both crewmembers survived, but they did have some scrapes, bruises, and spine compressions.

I was living at Beale when this happened. I went to school with Jim Kogler we were in the 6th grade together. It was his father who ejected and hurt his spine after pulling the ring when the airplane was nearly on the ground, We were told that somebody had died, and the chaplain was on his way to the main part of the base where the runway was.

Fortunately, none of the Air Force officers who flew the SR 71 did die. But, it was a scary time for the families of men who flew the SR 71.

As my Mother, Rosie Sheffield who is 91 recently said to me, “Linda every time your Dad left I didn’t know if I’d ever see him again! “ It was just like living in a War Zone as My Mother had to say goodbye to him hundreds of times in eight years.

There was a lot of stress put on my mother and Mrs. Kardong and Mrs. Kogler and all of the other wives and their children on the base suffered and felt the effect of the stress. These beautiful pictures of the SR-71 that crashed that I shared are from Curt Mason collection. Here is the link if you want to read more projecthabu.com/post/186221175…:

Linda Sheffield

@Habubrats71 via X

[fanficshiddles]

The Redbridge Hunts, Chapter 2

Loki stared at Claire’s outstretched hand as if it was going to bite him.

When he noticed she was looking at him as if he had three heads, he snapped out of it and coughed as he took her much smaller hand. ‘Yes, Miss Mason. Nice to meet you.’ He sounded a little strained, but managed to smile at her.

‘Please, call me Claire.’

Loki rushed over to his desk and placed his bag down next to his chair, he pressed his forearm against his nose to take in a few deep breaths without her scent flooding his nostrils. She followed him to his desk though, which didn’t help.

His sharp fangs were trying to emerge, but he bit down on his forearm to hurt himself enough to focus. The sting of the pain knocked him back to his senses slightly. However, he realised to his horror that his fangs weren’t the only body part trying to emerge.

Claire just smelled unbelievable, he had never come across a human that smelled as irresistible as she did, without any of her blood even exposed in the air. Plus, being a beautiful woman really didn’t help Loki's situation. He didn’t know if he wanted to feed from her or fuck her into next week… or both.

Desperately wanting to remain professional, he focused on just breathing through his mouth as he straightened himself up and turned around to face her.

‘Are you ok, Mr Laufeyson?’ Claire asked, slightly concerned with his odd behaviour.  

‘Yes, fine… and just call me Loki.’ He smiled at her kindly.

Whilst Claire found his actions to be slightly… odd, she certainly didn’t expect him to be so damn hot, focusing properly on her job with him around wasn't going to be an easy task.

‘Well, what would you like me to do first?’ She asked.

‘If you could put one of these books onto each desk that would be great, please.’ Loki motioned to said books that were sitting in a neat pile at the edge of his desk.

The whole classroom was neat and tidy, with numerous thick history books lined up on a book shelf that took up the entire wall space at the back of the room. Posters of important historical people lined the side walls. Of course, at the front of the class sat Loki’s desk and behind him hung a large chalkboard on the wall. Loki had been offered a fancy new monitor instead a few years ago, but he refused. He preferred the older, more traditional methods of teaching.

‘Sure thing.’ Claire said chirpily and rushed off to do what he’d asked.

‘I’ve forgotten something in the teacher’s lounge… I’ll be back in a few minutes.’ Loki rushed out of the classroom before waiting for a response.

He hastily made his way down the corridor, dodging students that had already started to arrive, no doubt early to take advantage of the big breakfast in the cafeteria before their first class. A few of the teens he knew from previous years greeted him on his way by, he gave curt nods in response.

Loki skidded to a halt outside the chemistry class, but glancing in, he found the room empty.

‘Damn it.’ He hissed, then continued on further down the corridor to the chemistry store cupboard. He had never been so relieved to find the chemistry teacher there, gathering supplies.

‘Severus!’

Severus turned slowly to face Loki. ‘What’s troubling you?’ He asked as his judging eyes flitted up and down Loki, noting his slightly flustered state.

‘When you first met your human girlfriend, did you struggle to contain your urges around her?’ Loki blurted out.

Severus raised an eyebrow and glanced along the corridor to make sure no one was within earshot.

‘Perhaps. Why?’

Loki ran a hand down his face. ‘My assistant… she’s human, but she smells…’

‘Intoxicating? Simply so mouth-watering that you don’t know how you will control yourself around her without taking a bite?’ Severus asked.

Loki’s eyes widened a bit. ‘Yes… so you’ve experienced this yourself?’

‘I have.’ Severus nodded.

‘What do you do to contain yourself?’

‘I don’t.’ Severus said simply as he continued gathering what he needed for his first class.

‘Wait, what? What do you mean you don’t? She knows you’re a vampire?’

‘She does.’

Loki clenched his jaw. Getting information out of Severus could be like pulling teeth sometimes. ‘Come on, Severus. Please. I need help here, I’ve never had an issue like this before with a human.’

Severus turned to face him again and shrugged slowly. ‘I have never had to control my urges around her. It is said that when a vampire meets their soulmate, they will struggle to control themselves around them. Although, I have heard that vaseline around your nostrils might help with the smell issue.’

‘Vaseline… for crying out loud.’ Loki pinched the bridge of his nose.

‘Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it.’ Severus held out a small tub of vaseline towards Loki with the slightest hint of a smirk tugging on his lips.

Loki grumbled, but he took the tub from Severus and sulked back to his classroom. On the way there, he ducked into an empty room and applied some of the vaseline around his nostrils. It did have a smell to it, but it wasn’t overly strong, making him doubt whether it would actually work.

When he got back to his classroom, he was surprised yet relieved to find that while he could still smell her, it was dampened down a lot more and he could handle that. The vaseline caught a lot of her scent particles before it got fully into his nostrils.

‘So, what brings you to Demsdale?’ Loki asked Claire when she finished putting a book on each desk.

‘Well, this job.’ Claire laughed as she went back towards him and stopped by his desk. He was rather glad she stayed at the other side of it while he sat down and started taking out papers. ‘I had the option of here or somewhere more local.’

‘What made you pick here?’ Loki asked curiously.

Claire shrugged. ‘I wanted to get away, see somewhere new. Plus, I was kind of curious about the blood river.’ She said honestly.

Loki kept calm as he looked up at her. ‘Oh, really? What’s to be curious of about the river?’

Claire folded her arms over her chest. ‘Living here and being a history teacher, I know you’ll know all about the rumours. I saw it red last night, but absolutely fine this morning. Surely, you’ve seen it for yourself too?’

Loki paused for a second before answering her. ‘I have. There will be a reasonable explanation for it, of course.’ He stated in a matter-of-fact tone. ‘Probably a farmer spilling chemicals or some kids being stupid.’

‘Well, that’s what I thought too. But I followed the river up through the park into the trees and came to a big barbed wire fence blocking the way.’

Loki’s head shot up again, eyes wide. ‘You went into the forest?’ He asked, his tone slightly panicked.

Claire frowned. ‘Yeah… just a little bit, to try and see if there was anything obvious that might be causing the water to turn that colour.’

‘Do you know how dangerous that was? Especially in the dark and on that night of all nights.’ Loki stood up abruptly, but caught himself from going closer to her.

Claire was slightly taken aback at his reaction. ‘Yeah… I probably shouldn’t have, but apart from a bunch of bats making me jump, there was no one else there. What do you mean by of all nights?’

Loki sheepishly sat down again and took a few deep breaths to compose himself. But the thought of her going in there, so close to that place... it worried him deeply.

‘Just… that because of the river turning red and all, it attracts all kind of people. Redbridge isn’t exactly the safest of places to be on your own in the dark, especially on the night with lots of people going about to see the river.’

‘I guess so… well, I’m fine. I’m still here to tell the tale.’ Claire felt warmed that he seemed so concerned about her safety, considering they’d just met five minutes ago.

‘Yes… indeed. Just be careful, especially around there. Do you live locally?’

‘Yeah, just a ten-minute walk from here. Next to the library.’ Claire smiled.

Loki nodded. That was good at least, it was in the opposite direction of the bridge from the school, and just outside of Redbridge, in a slightly safer area.

‘So, bats spooked you, huh?’ Loki asked as he began twirling a red pen around his fingers.

Claire laughed and rubbed the back of her head. ‘Yeah, I’ve never seen so many at once actually. Was pretty cool to see once I got over the initial scare. Anyway, enough about my night, how long have you been a teacher?’

Loki put the pen down. ‘Twenty-one years.’

‘Wow, you must’ve started teaching young? Or you’re just very blessed in looking younger than you are?’ Claire asked with a smirk.

Loki chuckled. ‘Bit of both.’

Students began pouring into Loki’s class, all of them chattering excitedly as they took their seats.

‘Settle down everyone.’ Loki barked over the class. ‘I hope you all had a nice holiday, but now it’s time to buckle down and get to work.’

Claire watched in silence from the side at first, just to see how Loki taught and to get a feel for it all. Loki introduced her to the class, and told everyone to treat her with the same amount of respect as they would himself and the rest of the teachers, which she thought was nice of him. She had been worried that she would end up with a teacher that just regarded her as the help more than anything. By the end of the day though, she knew she had found a good one.

‘Thank you for today, Claire. It’s been nice working with you, and I’m looking forward to the year ahead.’ Loki said charmingly as he put his hand out towards her.

‘Thank you, Loki. Me too. And I really appreciate this job.’ She smiled up at him and shook his hand.

Loki was glad he’d applied more vaseline not too long ago. Even though touching her hand again had been bad enough, he could sense the rich blood pumping through her veins and it took all the strength within him to refrain from drooling.

‘Nice to see you’re both getting along well.’ A dark voice purred from the doorway.

Loki tensed up immediately and he instinctively stepped slightly on front of Claire, glaring over at Chris. Then he suddenly remembered where they were and that he had only just met this human mere hours ago, so he backed down slightly, but still remained right next to her, tensed up.

Chris noticed Loki’s reaction and smirked a little as he took a couple of steps into the classroom.

‘It’s Claire Mason, isn’t it?’ Chris asked as he closed the distance between them and put his hand out towards her.

‘Yes! You’re the headmaster, right?’ Claire asked as she shook his hand. She began to wonder if there was going to be a pattern with all the teachers being tall and handsome. Two so far was not bad.

Chris brought her hand up to his lips and he kissed the back of it gently, making her skin tingle… though that delightful feeling wasn’t to last for long, as she felt a little shiver of danger run down her spine, something she couldn’t really put her finger on though.

The headmaster also sniffed her skin at the same time, though she never noticed. Loki did notice, of course. His jaw clenched and it took everything in him to remain calm and civil.

‘I am indeed. Call me Chris. If there’s any problems or anything you need at all, please don’t hesitate to come to me. My door is always open.’ He said with a big toothy grin as he released her hand.

‘I will, thank you. And thank you for giving me this opportunity.’ Claire blushed a little from the way he had greeted her.

‘You’re very welcome. I’m sure you will be a wonderful asset to our school.’ Chris began slowly backing up, he looked at Loki with a very sly smirk, then he turned and left the room.

Loki’s shoulders sagged as soon as Chris disappeared. He forced on a smile and turned back to Claire. ‘He’s often pretty busy, so I hope you’d feel comfortable enough to come to me with any issues.’

‘I will. Thank you, Loki. Is there anything you need me to get ready for tomorrow’s first class? I can come in earlier to get set up.’ She offered.

‘No need at all. I’ll see you at the same time.’

‘Alright, see you tomorrow.’ Claire grabbed her jacket and bag, then with one last smile at Loki, she headed out.

Loki leaned against his desk and let out a big sigh as he unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt.

‘How did it go?’

Loki jumped, he looked over to see Severus stood in the doorway. ‘How the hell do you do that?’

‘Do what?’ Severus asked and slowly entered the room.

‘Sneak up on me like that. I’m supposed to have good hearing, but I can never hear you coming.’ Loki grumbled as he tugged at his shirt to fan himself a little.

Severus just smirked. ‘You’re avoiding my question.’

Loki sighed and wiped his brow. ‘It went… ok. The vaseline actually helped, so thanks for that.’ Loki held out the tub towards him, Severus noticed nearly half of it was already gone in just one day.

‘You keep it. I think you’re going to need it, and a lot more, if she’s to be with us for a few years.’

‘Fuck.’ Loki put his hand over his face for a moment. ‘I need to speak to my father, see if he has any tips. I won’t be able to cope long like this.’

‘It gets easier… well, it did for me. Once I got what I craved, it eased. For a while, anyway.’

‘So… do you feed off your girl?’ Loki asked, though he wasn’t entirely sure if he wanted to know the answer or not.

‘Occasionally. I try not to too much, because I don’t want to make her ill or lethargic.’

‘Well, Claire just smells so good… but she’s not mine, so I can’t just take a bite of her whenever I want. I need to get this urge under control.’

‘Maybe you should go hunting, it might take a little of the frustration out.’ Severus suggested.

‘No. I am not like that and you know it.’ Loki snapped.

Severus shrugged. ‘It was just a suggestion. I know you don’t like to feed off humans without permission, but if you give them the endorphin release then they don’t even feel it.’

‘It’s still doing something to their body without consent.’ Loki said firmly.

‘Alright. Suffer for the next two years with your little tub of vaseline.’ Severus chuckled as he left the room.

Loki flexed his fingers out and balled them into fists a few times. There was no way he was going to revert to his natural instincts like that, he would find a way through this, the right way.

[funkinmadnesss]

posting these bc I can hehe

Been playing splatoon again (finally got to play side order-) and I really wanted to make splatoon designs for my sinister six :]

[emersonfreepress]

someone ask me questions about secondary e prep characterssss

pwetty pwease :3c

[wardrobeoftime]

Master Post - N to Z

If you notice any show, movie or character missing that I’ve made gifs of, please let me know. Characters are sorted alphabetically by first their last name and then their first name.

Go to A-M | Last updated: January 3rd, 2025

N

Nussknacker und Mausekönig (Louise Stahlbaum | Marie Stahlbaum | Zuckerfee/Sugar Fairy)

O

Oktoberfest 1900/Oktoberfest: Beer & Blood (Clara Prank | Curt Prank)

Once Upon A Time (Belle French | Colette French | Cora Mills | Ella Mills | Regina Mills / The Evil Queen | Robin Mills | Emma Swan | Anastasia Tremaine | Drizella Tremaine)

Once Upon A Time in Wonderland (Alice | Cora Mills | Anastasia Tremaine)

Outlander (Abigail | Marie Louise de La Tour d'Auvergne | Jocasta Cameron | Margaret Campbell | Geilis Duncan | Geneva Dunsany | Isobel Dunsany | Madame Elise | Brianna Fraser | Claire Fraser | Jamie Fraser | Janet “Jenny” Fraser Murray | Harold “Hal” Grey | John Grey | Lady Grozier | Mary Hawkins | Jeanne LeGrand | Louis XV | Mairi | Laoghaire MacKenzie | Letitia MacKenzie | Joan MacKimmie | Marsali MacKimmie | Mary MacNab | Elias Pound | Alexander Randall | William Ransom | Charles Edward Stuart | Suzette | Margaret Wake Tryon | Martha Washington | Elizabeth “Lizzie” Wemyss | Extras)

Oz the Great and Powerful (Evanora | Glinda | Theodora)

P

Q

Queen Charlotte: A Bridgerton Story (Agatha Danbury | Queen Charlotte | Violet Ledger | Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart | Princess Charlotte of Wales)

R

Reign (Aylee | Kenna de Poitiers | Amy Dudley | Robert Dudley | Claude of France | Greer Norwood | Penelope | Mary Stuart, Queen of Scots | Elizabeth Tudor/Elizabeth I | Elisabeth of Valois)

Reinas/Queens: The Virgin and the Martyr (Joanna of Austria | Empress Maria / Maria of Austria | Margaret Douglas | Bess of Hardwick | Isabel de Osorio | Mary Stuart, Queen of Scots | Isabella Clara Eugenia of Spain | Anna Throndsen | Elizabeth I/Elizabeth Tudor | Elisabeth of Valois)

Rise of Empires: Ottoman (Katarina Branković | Mara Branković | Gülbahar Hatun | Hüma Hatun | Constantine XI Palaiologos)

Romeo & Juliet [2013] (Juliet Capulet)

S

Sechs auf einen Streich (see the individual movies)

Shadow and Bone (Tatiana Lantsov | Zoya Nazyalensky | Genya Safin | Alina Starkov)

Sisi [2009] (Elisabeth “Sisi” of Austria | Archduchess Sophie of Austria | Helene “Néné” in Bavaria | Charlotte of Belgium | Eugénie de Montijo)

Sisi [2021] (Elisabeth “Sisi” of Austria | Archduchess Sophie of Austria | Helene “Néné” in Bavaria | Karl Ludwig von Grünne | Eugénie de Montijo)

Sissi Trilogy (Elisabeth “Sisi” of Austria | Archduchess Sophie of Austria | Helene “Néné” in Bavaria | Ludovika, The Duchess in Bavaria)

Snow White and the Huntsman (Ravenna)

Sophie - Braut wider Willen (Sophie von Ahlen)

Still Star-Crossed (Guiliana Capulet | Juliet Capulet | Rosaline Capulet | Tessa Montague | Princess Isabella of Verona)

T

The 100 (Emori | Clarke Griffin | Lexa)

The Age of Adaline (Adaline Bowman)

The Duchess (Georgiana Cavendish, Duchess of Devonshire)

The Last Duel (Marguerite de Carrouges | Jacques Le Gris)

The Little Mermaid [2023] (Vanessa)

The Crown (Catherine Middleton | Queen Elizabeth II | Princess Margaret)

The Empress (see Die Kaiserin)

The Eras Tour (Taylor Swift)

The Gilded Age (Mamie Fish | Bertha Russell | Peggy Scott | Extras)

The Great (Countess Belanova | Catherine the Great | Georgina Dymova | Marial | Queen Agnes of Sweden | Extras)

The Greatest Showman (Jenny Lind)

The Hunger Games Trilogy (Katniss Everdeen | Peeta Mellark | Johanna Mason | Finnick Odair | Coriolanus Snow)

The Hunger Games: A Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (Lucy Gray Baird | Livia Cardew | Arachne Crane | Clemensia Dovecote | Palmyra Monty | Iphigenia Moss | Juno Phipps | Persephone Price | Diana Ring | Vipsania Sickle | Tigris Snow | Lysistrata Vickers)

The Huntsman: Winter’s War (Freya | Ravenna)

The Originals (Davina Claire | Hayley Marshall | Aurora de Martel | Freya Mikaelson | Hope Mikaelson | Keelin Mikaelson | Rebekah Mikaelson)

The Other Boleyn Girl 2008 (Anne Boleyn | Elizabeth Boleyn (née Howard) | Mary Boleyn)

The Pillars of the Earth (Empress Matilda)

The Princess Switch (Margaret Delacourt | Fiona Pembroke)

The Royals (Princess Eleanor Henstridge | Queen Helena Henstridge | Wilhelmina “Willow” Moreno)

The Scandalous Lady W (Seymour Fleming)

The School for Good and Evil (Emma Anemone | Clarissa Dovey | Leonora Lesso)

The Serpent Queen (Catherine de Medici | Diane de Poitiers | Mary Stuart, Queen of Scots)

The Spanish Princess (Catherine of Aragon | Henry VIII | Mary Tudor)

The Tudors (Catherine of Aragon | Bessie Blount | Anne Boleyn | Anne of Cleves | Katheryn Howard | Ursula Misseldon | Kathryn Parr | Jane Seymour | Elizabeth Tudor/Elizabeth I | Margaret Tudor | Mary Tudor/Mary I)

The Twilight Saga (Charlotte | Alice Cullen | Edward Cullen | Katrina “Kate” Denali | Jasper Hale | Rosalie Hale | Peter | Bella Swan | Caius Volturi | Demetri Volturi | Jane Volturi)

The Vampire Diaries (Bonnie Benett | Caroline Forbes | Elena Gilbert | Jo Laughlin | Rebekah Mikaelson | Katherine Pierce | Annabelle “Anna” Zhu | Pearl Zhu)

The White Queen (Anne Neville | Isabel Neville | Margaret Plantagenet | Bona of Savoy | Elizabeth “Jane” Shore | Elizabeth Woodville | Cecily of York | Elizabeth of York | Margaret of York)

The White Princess (Mary of Burgundy | Cecily Neville | Eliza de la Pole | Margaret Pole | George Stanley | Jasper Tudor | Cecily of York | Elizabeth of York | Margaret of York)

The Witcher (Calanthe of Cintra | Pavetta of Cintra | Tissaia de Vries | Philippa Eilhart | Sabrina Glevissig | Margarita Laux-Antille | Triss Merigold | Keira Metz | Lydia van Bredevoort | Yennefer of Vengerberg)

The Young Victoria (Victoria, The Duchess of Kent (née of Saxe-Coburg-Saalfeld) | Prince Albert of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha | Adelaide of Saxe-Meiningen | Queen Victoria)

Three Thousand Years of Longing (Hürrem Sultan | Kösem Sultan)

Trenck - Zwei Herzen gegen die Krone (Anna Amalia of Prussia)

Tulip Fever (Mrs Overalt | Sophia Sandvoort | Mrs Steen)

Tut (Ankhesenamun)

U

V

Vampire Academy [2022] (Vasilisa “Lissa” Dragomir)

Victoria (Queen Victoria | Victoria, Princess Royal)

Vom Reich zur Republik (Victoria, Princess Royal)

W

War & Peace [2016] (Natasha Rostova)

What We Do In The Shadows (Marwa | Nadja of Antipaxos)

Wolf Hall (Anne Boleyn | Catherine of Aragon)

X

Y

Z

[enjamin-the-benitor]

Just finished tgmh pt 2

Samuel: fumking. bites him. we’d be friends probably

Rose: shaking her in a mason jar rn

Benjamin: my… my… boy? (Heavy question mark idk what’s going on with him but he seems like he’s on the path to either turn evil or die or both and that scares me)

Margaret: I like how the narrator describes everything abt her

Herschel: v nice cliffhanger you’re leaving me thirsty for more

everyone in this is on the autism spectrum pulp musicals more like autism musicals

I hope Curt Mega does a noticeable speaking quirk for Herschel so I can tell him apart from Benjamin.

I felt the second hand fear and embarrassment of Rose at the end

Thomas mentioned he felt like Caesar in one line when are you gonna get stabbed broski

Overall I desire part 3 plers

[trashbag-baby666]

Sweet Creature-Curt/Lemmons

Happy birthday to my dearest Curtielicious @mangokitkats !!!! Luv you I apologize this is a day late!!!

Summary: a glimpse into the first morning of Curt and Ken’s honeymoon in Italy!

WC: 1,613

C/W: NSFW, fingering, penetration, riding, y’know it’s smut.

A/N: I just wanted to say this is like an off shoot of my high school au of them as adults!!! So I’ll provide more lore at any request that’s mentioned in here!

MOTA Masterlist!

Curt had to click together in his mind whether he had died and woke up in heaven or if this really was his life. Ken sat by the window with his knee pulled up to his chest, his chin resting on it. A paintbrush rested between his dainty fingers, dancing a light shade of yellow over the canvas. He blinked a few times to clear the morning fog out, Ken still sat there with the early morning Italian sunlight kissing his bare shoulders.

“Good morning, Curtie.” Ken glanced over to him from where he sat. The remnants of last night's clothes and Curt’s prosthetic tossed onto the floor next to the bed. The soft white sheet haphazardly lay on Curt’s waist, his thigh peaking out just slightly.

“Surprised you’re awake.” Curt rubbed his eyes resting his arm on the pillow staring at the beautiful angel in the room. They decided to meet in Italy for Ken’s birthday. Curt had a flight to pilot there a couple days ago. Ken got off of work yesterday and flew from Wyoming to Orvieto, Italy, “Not jet lagged?”

“Slept on the flight. Slept hard for a couple hours after our love making. Decided to paint you.” Ken turned the canvas showing the beginning of a painting of him.

“Well you better be awake, Kennie we got a birthday wine tasting today.”

“Don’t remind me…I already felt extra crunchy when I got out of bed today.”

“Couldn’t stretch your legs on the flight?”

“Not everyone can have less legroom as an option.”

“Some of us are just lucky, well now you’re married into the luck of the Irish.” Curt winked rolling over in bed. “Come here.”

“Should I now?” Ken dropped the paintbrushes in the mason jar of water, swirling it around, turning the water a beautiful soft yellow.

“I’d recommend it.”

Ken smiled standing up off the floor and pulling the sheets off Curt. He leaned down running his cheek up to Curt’s mouth. “God I missed you, Curtie.”

“Missed you, doll face.” Cradling his jaw Curt stared up at his beautiful husband, “Lemme kiss you, come here.”

“Didn’t get enough last night?”

“I’m starving,” Curt mumbled out Ken sinking his lips into him balancing on his knees. The friction of his bare cock against Curt’s chest proved to cause some sort of sensations. Curt raked a hand into Ken’s golden curls tugging gently.

“Must’ve missed me?”

“Like you wouldn’t of fuckin’ believed, Kennie. I scoped out all the best spots in the Airbnb for us.”

“How kind of you,” Ken let out a little chuckle, tipping their foreheads together.

“Are you going to bend me over somewhere?”

“Of course, pretty boy.” Curt slid his hands down Ken’s thin waist to his hips, delivering a gentle squeeze.

“Right now I just want you on my cock, let the birthday boy go for a little ride, hm?” Curt purred, beginning to massage his thumb into Ken’s plump ass.

“Oh, I think I would like that.” Ken leaned over pressing his lips back into Curt’s, rocking his pelvis against his. The feeling of Ken’s perfect, soft skin providing a warm feeling for Curt inside of him.

Curt darted his tongue into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the others. The white gold heat of their dicks rubbing against the other Ken trying to pick up his pace.

“No, no, princess, you have to wait your turn.” Curt scooped up Ken’s hips off of his, the other man jerking forward slightly in Curt’s familiar calloused, rough hands.

“That’s unfair, it’s my birthday.” Ken pushed out his lip, softening his eyes.

“You don’t even want me to finger you?”

“Well…”

Curt snickered, reaching to the bedside table he had already prepared for their get away.

“You really thought ahead.”

“You know I did, sugar.” Curt snatched the travel size bottle of lube, “You want me to go slow, baby?”

“No,” Ken didn’t hesitate watching Curt squeeze out the clear gelish substance onto his fingers.

“Oh you whore, someone really is impatient.” Ken readjusted on his knees then laid his head back against Curt’s chests, “Ready birthday boy?”

“Mhm,” Ken murmured into his chest, feeling Curt’s fingers plunge inside of him with ease.

“Oh, hell.” He pushed his hips back into his fingers.

“Sit still,” Curt barked, pulling his fingers from Ken teasingly.

“Hmm.”

“Come on, pretty boy.”

“Ye…yes sir.”

Curt let his lips split into a small smirk, his cheeks running red hot. God he loved hearing those words leave his pretty, pink lips.

Sucking in a breath, Ken clenched down around Curt’s fingers. fighting everything inside to keep his hips still. Ken wanted to just let Curt hold his fingers there and just let him rock his hips back. Fucking his fingers until he came but that was not the case. Without even thinking Ken pushed his hips back into Curt’s hand just as he began to pick up his pace.

“Someone just can’t wait, can he? You just wanna ride me right now, you slut?” Curt pulled his fingers from Ken fast, whipping them on the sheets. Ken's mouth left slightly agape against Curt’s chest as he’s left empty and horny, “Hm I asked you a question?”

Ken turned a deep red, his cock twitching against Curt’s stomach. “Please, I need you so bad, Curtie.”

“Oh that’s my good boy right there.” Curt rubbed the others' hips, “Come on.”

“Yes, sir.” Ken nodded against his chest, sitting up with his hands resting on Curt’s pecks.

“Ready?”

“Mhm.”

Ken sat up on his knees letting Curt line him up perfectly with his entrance. The moment he felt his tip enter him he immediately lost it. Four days without Curtis Biddicks cock was some other worldly hell for him.

“Oh you feel amazing, darlin’.” Curt whined out grabbing onto Ken immediately as he began moving himself on his cock, “You’re such a gorgeous boy my beautiful, beautiful angel.” Curt stared up at the halo of morning sun swirling around Ken’s curls. Curt left a hand on his hips sliding his hand grabbing onto his cock.

“Oh hell,” Ken almost tumbled forward onto Curt but quickly caught himself on the bed frame.

“Must’a really liked that one?”

“Yes, sir.”

Curt let a wide, curling, devious smile enter into jerking his hand up on Ken’s cock again, “Oh, oh.” Ken stuttered out pushing a hand out against the bed frame.

“Mhm, you like that you little slut?” Curt growled pushing his hips into Ken’s as he sank down again. Ken threw his head back with a grunt as he finally let his body collapse forward onto Curt. His forearms resting on his chest, rocking his ass back and forth in attempted movements.

“Oh my god…Curt.” Ken whimpered into his chest, mouthing at him and nipping, his hips rocking. Curt almost balls deep inside of him right when he felt Curt hit his spot, “Please keep going. Mhm…”

“Oh you asked so nicely for it, who am I to deny you your orgasm?” Curt bucked his hips up causing Ken to feel the white, hot tension in his stomach tighten arching his back as he clenched his teeth together. “Come on, let me see your pretty eyes.”

Ken pushed his hips back hard as Curt grabbed Ken’s jaw forcing him to make eye contact. “So fuckin’ gorgeous and it’s all just for me, yeah?”

“Yes, Curtie. Oh my god.” Ken could barely form words moving his hips back and forth his cock in Curt’s hand. The white substance seeped from his tip, “m’ so close, daddy.”

“What was that, baby?”

“Daddy, I’m so close.” Ken felt the hot tears pricking his eyes, grabbing onto Curt’s shoulders and smashing his face into his collarbone.

“Do you want me to,”

“Please, oh my god, please!” Ken cut him off sinking his nails into his shoulders leaving little crescent moon indents.

“Cum for me you beautiful little whore.” Curt growled into Ken’s ear, the other releasing all over his hand, his body going rigid.

“I fucking love you, Kenny.” Curt murmured, filling Ken with the warm substance, Ken repeatedly clenching down into him his mouth agape. Ken laid on Curt’s chest while he rode out the aftershocks, Ken slowly mouthing at Curt his pink lips making a soft hum against him.

“I love you too,” Ken smiled. He felt literal euphoria. The sun lightening them golden, Curt’s soft skin on his cheek, and his big calloused hands on his hips. He felt like he was in heaven and he wanted to stay here forever.

Then the loud howling from outside the door started, “It’s your turn to let him out.”

“It’s my birthday!” Ken broke a wide smile on his cheeks and gently slapped Curt’s chest. He rolled off of Curt and watched him sit up and grab for his prosthetic. “Thank you.”

“Hm?” Curt turned, raising an eyebrow at Ken.

“For the sex.”

“It’s your first birthday present,” Curt stepped into his prosthetic and placed a kiss on Ken’s forehead.

“Well, unless it’s Barry Keoghan I don’t know if anything will be better than that…” Ken rested a hand on his chest and held a hand out for Curt.

“I can do the impression but I don’t see the resemblance.” Curt kissed Ken’s knuckles and grabbed for his boxers. Ken started giggling but quickly interrupted by Humvee starting his barking again.

“I’ll be right there Hums.” Curt tripped over himself putting on the boxers and caught that door handle before he could fall.

“Be careful.”

“Love you, oh and.” Curt stopped leaning on the door frame and tapped it, “Happy birthday my angel.”