#Ethan Chandler fluff

[hereforthehitsbaby]

Hello there! I'm Beca! Your resident 26 year old slut with daddy issues.

Born to be a CYG, have to suffice being a tumblr writer.

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Who I write for/take requests for:

(🌶️) - SMUT - (💀) - Dark!Fic - (😡) - Angst - (🤗) - Fluff

Good to be Back (18+) (🌶️)

Tag, You're It (18+) (🌶️)

Watch Me (18+) (🌶️)

Darkness, Imprisoning Me (💀)

Now Connecting... (18+) (🌶️)

In The Now (18+) (🌶️)

Peeper (18+) (🌶️)

Hoodie (😡🤗)

🔪 Headcanon

Ethan Chandler - Penny Dreadful

Zeke Tyler - The Faculty

Ernest Lawrence - Oppenheimer

Dave Hancock - Wrath of Man

Danny Walker - Pearl Harbor

Eben Oleson - 30 Days of Night

John Woodruff - Oh Lucy!

Wyatt Walker - Ida Red

Danny Francesco - Operation Fortune

David Ross - Black Mirror

Logan Howlett Masterlist (COMING SOON)

[m4ng0-gh0st]

I'm taking requests! (For male reader only!!)

Characters I will do:

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

(Can do both twins in one fic)

Neville Longbottom

James Potter (Young)

Remus Lupin (Young or adult)

Sirius Black (Young or adult)

Wolfstar

Severus Snape (Young or adult)

Lucius Malfoy (Adult)

Hogwarts Legacy:

Amit Thakkar

Ominis Gaunt

Stranger things:

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

(Might be willing to do Robin Buckley but wlw fix only)

Supernatural:

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Crowley

Gabriel

Lucifer

Micheal (Not other world Micheal)

Adam Milligan

Penny dreadful:

Victor Frankenstein

Ethan Chandler

Good Omens

Aziraphale

Crowley

Ineffable Husbands

All others I won't do (Mostly because I'm not confident in doing them)

Things that I will do:

Smut

Lemon

Fluff

Jealousy

Reverse comfort

Comfort

Things I will NOT do:

Angst (Not confident in but there can be just a tad bit of angst)

Noncon (Any form of it I'm very uncomfortable with noncon)

Incest

Pedophilia

[whowantslovergirl]

Lovergirls Request list 🤍

Outer Banks

“Just give me that John D already 😫”

John B Routledge

JJ Maybank

Pope Heyward

Sarah Cameron

Topper Thorton

Criminal Minds

“This is calm and it’s doctor 😜”

Dr. Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

Aaron Hotchner

Emily Prentiss

Euphoria

“Nate Jacobs daddy likes to fuck little kids 😀”

Rue Bennett

Maddy Perez

N*te Jacobs

Fezco

Ethan

Kat Hernandez

C*ssie Howard

Lexi Howard

Eliott

J*les Vaughn

Harry Potter

“Kill us faster? Oh now I can relax! 😍”

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Cedric Diggory

Luna Lovegood

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Marvel

“You did not see that coming? 😘”

Loki

Thor

Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Scream

“My mom and dad are going to be so mad at meee 😖”

Stu Macher

Billy Loomis

Mickey Alteri

Randy Meeks

Roman Bridger

Charlie Walker

Kirby Reed

Jill Roberts

Tara Carpenter

Ethan Landry

Chad Meeks-Martin

Mindy Meeks-Martin

Friends (Added)

“Im hopeless and awkward and desperate for love! 😁”

Chandler Bing

Joey Tribbiani

Ross Geller

Rachel Greene

Monica Geller

Phoebe Buffay

Miscellaneous

“Name me one person i murdered! 🤨”

Shameless

Lip Gallagher

Fiona Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Kevin Ball (mostly platonic)

Joker

Ledger

Leto

Phoenix

JJK

Satoru Gojo

Kento Nanami

Bullet Train

Tangerine

Lemon

Ladybug

I do not write for real life people only fictional characters

Smut on this page is very rare bc im terrible at writing it only angst and fluff

All characters are of age unless said otherwise

There will always be warnings in the beginning

Please do not copy any work reblog is ok

Do not be a ghost reader constructive criticism only

Most of these fics will be based on songs from my beloved playlist 😍

I hope you enjoy this page 🤍🤍🤍🤍

[parvulous-writings]

A Day in Bed // Ethanessa

Request:  Aaah, thank you so much in advance! Now, getting into the request: what about Ethanessa + (a sort of combination between) Bed fluff and Honeymoon? As for the setting, I’d still like it to be Modern AU, but please, feel free to keep the original Victorian one if you feel like it would be more suitable for your writing!

Requested by:  @vanwssa​

Summary: The request! 

Warnings: None

Words: 822

Notes: Still set in the Modern AU! It may be a little hard to tell, but I assure you it’s there!  Ask box- as always- is open to requests! You can find my writing list and masterlist here This one is a little shorter than the last one, so I apologise for that!  Also I may have had a little too much fun writing about the birds and the plants... Blame my nan and me being brought up in the countryside- 

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The morning sun was gradually climbing it’s way up and over the slowly brightening summer sky. There were a few clouds littering the heavens here and there, but nothing to cause concern over, nothing to worry about. A calm breeze flitted and fluttered through the trees outside the windows of the broad-side cabin; isolated though it may have been, it was the most idyllic place that the couple could think of where they wouldn’t be disturbed for the duration of their honeymoon. For them, it was perfect, away from the hustle and bustle of society’s daily routine, away from people and technology, surrounded by wildlife from lakes to larks, from Calamintha to kookaburras. There was nothing like it- no amount of recordings or pictures could ever compare to the feeling of being there, surrounded by mother nature herself as well as her many children and wards. 

The heavenly song of the kookaburras and blackbirds is what started to stir Ethan from his deep and peaceful slumber. Their high-pitched tweets and coos, alerting him to the break of the dawn with her rosy fingers, stretching out to greet and wake all manner of life from the depths of sleep. Visions and ambience such as this was hard to come by in the big cities like London- the roar of cars, the low groans of the trains as they passed over head or under foot usually drowned out any little bird who dared to tweet his merry tune. Here, however, by the broads of little old Norfolk, was very different, a stark and relieving contrast to what Ethan and his new wife were used to. It had seemed like a different world entirely when they had first arrived, but they quickly got used to it. And like Hedera Helix grows upon the trunk of the strong, proud oak, so too had the small and nature consumed place grown on the both of them. 

As Ethan cracked his eyes open to strain against the morning sunlight, he shuffled closer to the still sleeping form beside him. He draped his arm over her side, pulling himself close to her, burying his face into her neck.  Oh how he loved her, his darling Vanessa, the woman he had married, and devoted himself to. He wanted to freeze this moment in time, to frame it, display it for everyone to see. It was almost like something out of a dream, but the movement and soft mumbles from his new wife told him that- as unbelievable as it may be- this was real. This wonderful, divine moment was all real. 

Vanessa began to shuffle, rolling over to face her new husband, smiling sleepily at the sight of him, and his very messy-yet-fluffy hair. The arm draped over her hip just made her smile more when she clocked it, and she chuckled quietly. “Good morning...” She mumbled, before the tail end of her words quickly turned into a yawn. Ethan just smiled at her, waiting for her to look at him again, before replying.  “Good morning to you too... Did you sleep well?” He asked quietly, his voice cracking slightly from these being the first words he had uttered that day. His hand reached out to carefully brush some of his lover’s dark locks from the side of her face, as she nodded slowly.  “Oh, yes... Like the dead.” She chuckled jokingly, getting herself lost in his eyes as she spoke. Ethan hummed in approval at her response, nodding softly in acknowledgement.  “I’m glad to hear it...” He smiled warmly at her as he spoke. 

After a moment of quietly gazing and getting lost in each other’s eyes, Vanessa rolled over to get out of bed and get dressed, however quickly found she couldn’t, as her lover’s arm snaked round her waist again, pulling her close to his warm chest. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, as he began to speak. “Where are you going?” He asks, his voice muffled only slightly by the fact his lips were pressed against her warm skin.  “I was going to get dressed, darling...”  “Why? You don’t need to, we’re not really going to go anywhere, are we?” Ethan chuckled quietly, pulling her even closer than she already was. Vanessa started to chuckle softly along with him, turning back over to face him again.  “Perhaps you’re right... Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to have a day in bed...” She mused, her voice hardly above a whisper, “I mean, our honeymoon is two weeks, and we’ve only been here a day or so, haven’t we?” Ethan nodded softly as he listened to her.  “Exactly... We have all the time in the world.” He told her, smiling softly against her skin. “So, let’s just stay in bed, and cuddle...”  “Alright...” Vanessa whispered, running her fingers through his hair, “Just for today...” She smiled, melting into his embrace for the rest of the morning.

[fanficofpureimagination]

Dating Ethan Chandler Would Include..

Hearing, “darling,” at least 10x a day

Smiles from across the room

Late night talks in front of the fire

Daytime drinks and late night coffees

Staying up late at night to watch the stars together

Him never pressuring you into anything and always respecting you

Traveling across the world

Long passionate kisses

Baths together

Doing dishes while singing

Bear hugs after not seeing you for a while

Waiting up for him during the full moon

Finding him afterward and bringing him a blanket and clothes

Him always reminding you of your strengths, especially when you need it most

Complements all the time

Him being very protective of you, but also giving you your space and making sure you are independent

Him teaching you how to shoot a gun for your protection.

Finding somewhere remote to settle down

Headcanons

Masterlist

[gatefleet]

Loss of Control

Penny Dreadful: Vanessa Ives, Sembene, Sir Malcolm, Ethan Chandler, Victor Frankenstein Word Count: 462 (T)W: possession, mentions of asylum and exorcism, violence Request: Yes "Vanessa Ives x reader light angst, and maybe some fluff? Please?” - Anon A/N: I really enjoyed writing this request and it's made me want to re-watch the series again

The night Van was possessed was the worst of your life. You knew she had been placed in an asylum before, but you had been out of the country for that. Standing in the library listening to the three men arguing about the best course of action was hard to hear. Eventually you had to say something. “Enough! All of you! I’m sick of listening to you argue over Van as if she isn’t a real person! Here’s what’s going to happen, Dr. Frankenstein, you have one week to try medicine, if that doesn’t work then we call a priest. A Doctor or asylum are our very last resorts. Am I clear gentlemen?” When all nodded in agreement (although Frankenstein’s appeared a little reluctant), you left the men to ensure that Vanessa was alright.

As promised, after a week of Frankenstein trying different procedures (on top of the prior 3 weeks he had before your delegating) and no difference in Vanessa, you called for a Priest from the church.

You were standing at the foot of the stairs with Frankenstein as Sir Malcolm opened the front door for the priest. Frankenstein looked at you as if to ask “why?”, you rolled your eyes at him and greeted the priest who was reluctant to perform an exorcism without permission from the Vatican.

When you entered Van’s room with the priest, Sir Malcolm, Mr Chandler, Dr. Frankenstein and Sembene, Van was laying in the bed, almost catatonic, you sat at the foot of her bed while the priest sat by Van’s side asking questions about her faith and trying his best to get a response from her. The last thing you expected was for Van to bite the priest’s ear when he leaned closer to her. In that moment the entire room sped up. You were thrown against the wall by an invisible force, hard enough for Van’s crucifix to fall with a thud, then you were dragged out of the room by Frankenstein and Sir Malcolm. The door to Van’s room slammed shut behind you and trapped Ethan (Chandler) and Van inside alone.

The next couple of minutes were stressful, Frankenstein tried his best to calm you and tend to your injuries before turning his attention to the Priest and his injuries. Sir Malcolm and Sembene watched the door. Just when you were all beginning to fear the worst, Van’s door opened, and Mr. Chandler left abruptly.

The next couple of days went by without much incident. The priest basically blocked out the events from his mind, thankfully. Van was becoming more like herself again. You two would go for walks, spend time reading in the library (books and fortunes), things you did before Van’s possession, it felt good, it felt … normal.

(GIF Credit: @dearvanessaives > Jealous of this username)

[mindsmade]

         ‘I need to think.     Forgive me.’ And she had. Vanessa had said so. It’s done nothing to alleviate his guilt, however. HOURS spend roaming the streets of London in the dead of night, accompanied only by streetlights, an occasional drunkard, and prostitutes in search of their night’s pay ––– all depending by which streets he’d turn into. Eventually, it wound up taking him to the water, where his final decision is made: he’s staying. Despite Rusk, despite his father’s goons, despite his own monstrosity, he’s staying. If that makes him selfish, so be it, even if it is ( in truth ) equal parts egocentrism as it is a reluctance to leave Vanessa to her lonesome self. She’d declared her boundless acceptance of him more than once and he’d never once not wanted to take her up on her word.

          It’s more than just that which leads him back to 8 Grandage Place, though. It’s not merely her acceptance he’s after. There’s that reciprocal CARE between them; that, dare he say it, love that’s kept him grounded in a way he barely understands even now. So damn the risk and damn the consequences. Maybe it’s his trying to keep her safe that’s led them into the mess they found themselves in mere hours ago, anyway. Who says this one-time self-centred choice won’t be good for them, in the end? 

          The door groans upon opening and he notes Sembene’s absence behind them, but daren’t pay mind to it fully at present, lest he feels an itch to flee the place that houses his reason to be as well as a large portion of his guilt. The stairs creak equally, as do the floorboards of the corridor to Vanessa’s room. The threshold is crossed after he takes and holds one final breath, released only in relief upon witnessing her safe and sound in bed. She’s sleeping. He wonders how long it’s been since she’d last done so properly, and can’t help but draw in closer to witness the tranquility that now surrounds her like never before. 

          There’s a space along one half of the bed, almost as if carved out just for him, that tempts him closer without even really drawing his eye there. His gaze remains pinned on her, after all, breathing calmly. Call it self-indulgence once more, this giving in of his, this inability to keep an appropriate distance from her after walking out, but he decides it’s worth the gamble and slides into place beside her –– after removing his shoes and coat, of course. What she does in her sleep and upon waking is up to her. At least he’s given a proper vantage point of her sleeping self and he can soak up the peacefulness of the moment whilst it lasts.      ( // @spcllbinding | vanessa ives )

[ao3feed-fierrochase]

Waving Through A Window

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by dukeheather

Day Twenty at New Rome High, Ella still doesnt known how this school works with strict rules and a social hierarchy that she's clearly at the bottom of. After talking to a pretty nice guy in detention, Ella starts to come out for her shell a little bit at a time.

Maybe this new school isn't as bad as she thought

Words: 1514, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, The Kane Chronicles - Rick Riordan, Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard - Rick Riordan

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Ella (Percy Jackson), Alice Miyazawa, Julia Feingold, Magnus Chase, Tyson (Percy Jackson), Sadie Kane, Lacy (Percy Jackson), Drew Tanaka, Alex Fierro, etc etc

Relationships: Ella/Tyson (Percy Jackson), Mitchell/Connor Stoll, Magnus Chase/Alex Fierro, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Annabeth Chase/Percy Jackson, Jason Grace/Piper McLean, Calypso/Leo Valdez, Hazel Levesque/Frank Zhang, Luke Castellan/Ethan Nakamura, Carter Kane/Zia Rashid, Nico di Angelo/Will Solace

Additional Tags: Mortal AU, Highschool AU, College AU, Fluff, ( Tyson and Ella's relationship is just tooth rotting fluff ), drew is the heather chandler of this story minus the death bit, ella is a dork and needs love, percy is the wingman, sadie is punk rock kinda, lacy and mitchell are siblings, julia and cecil are jewish ( went off their last names ), nico & will & cecil & lou are roommates, leo's bi cause fuck it, tyson is a mega dork, all the hephaestus cabin are engineering students, beckendorf and harley are brothers, thalia is aro, - more to be added -

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[dontshootmespence]

Pancakes, Pampering & The Perfect Day

A/N: An anon request for the anon that is just having a rough day and in need of fluff. The reader is feeling awful and Spencer does whatever he can to make her feel better. @coveofmemories

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“What’s wrong?” Spencer said softly as he saw you sitting on the couch and staring off into the distance. “You feeling okay?”

Physically, you were fine. But you’d woken up this morning in a funk and didn’t know how to get out of it. Sometimes that just happened and there was little you could do but wait for it to pass. He could see it on your face. “Just one of those days?”

“Yea,” you said. “Sorry. It’s your day off. I wish I could snap out of it for you.”

He walked toward you and placed a kiss on the top of your head. “Don’t worry about it. I’ve got plans.” As you brought the blanket over yourself and relaxed into the couch, allowing the sun to stream over you, Spencer went into the kitchen and started making himself breakfast. You hadn’t eaten yet, but you weren’t in the mood to get up. Before you knew it, there was a plate of food in front of your face. “Chocolate chip pancakes,” he smiled. The pancake was smiling too; he made the chocolate chips into a happy face.

“You’re too cute,” you smiled. “And too good to me.” You tilted your head back and pursued your lips for a kiss before he went back to make his own pancakes. After he finished making his own, your apartment smelled completely of chocolate chip cookies. The warm feeling wafting over your body and making you feel a little bit better. You should have it smell like chocolate chips all the time - maybe you’d be permanently in a good mood. 

Without a word, Spencer came to sit by your side as he ate his breakfast. He’d forgotten to make coffee, so once he was done, he got up and made you both a cup before returning to your bedroom for something - you weren’t sure what. “What’s that?” you asked, not having looked over to see what it was. 

“Just get up,” he said. “Don’t look, get up and sit back down when I tell you to.” You got up, keeping your eyes closed as you rose off the couch and heard him sit down. “Go ahead, sit in my lap.” Once you sat down, you realized what he was doing - brushing your hair. You loved having your hair played with.

“What’s this for?” you asked groggily.

Continuing his gentle brushes down your waves of hair, you practically fell asleep in his lap. “You don’t feel great, so I’m going to do all of the things that normally make you feel better until tonight when you can go to bed and undoubtedly wake up feeling fine.” That’s normally what happened. Once you went to sleep, you woke up wondering what you were so sad about. “When I’m done, you’ll go get changed and we’re gonna go out.”

“Where?”

“It’s a surprise.”

After he finished brushing your hair, you could barely get up you were so relaxed. “I could literally sit here all day and have you do that.” But eventually, you were able to push yourself up and go get changed. Nothing but loose shirts and baggy pants for you today - you didn’t feel like putting in an effort whatsoever. “Will you tell me where we’re going now?”

“Nope,” he smiled, grabbing your hand and leading you down the stairs. Once you were down the street, you figured out where he was taking you. It was your favorite vintage clothing store. You hadn’t bought anything for yourself in a while, so maybe today was a day you could treat yourself. “Look around and buy whatever you want,” he said, wrapping his arms around your waist. “But whatever you try on, you have to show me.”

“Deal,” you giggled, turning back to take his lips in yours. Thankfully, there weren’t too many people around, so you allowed the kiss to linger instead of breaking it off. Over the next two hours, you tried on every weird vest, unique shirt and wacky pair of pants you could find. Then you saw a dress. “This is beautiful,” you said walking across the store to pick it up. The owner was right nearby. “Where did you get this from?”

“We have someone in the area that loves to sew these kinds of dresses, so we buy from her occasionally,” he said. It would be the perfect cosplay outfit. 

“Try it on,” you heard Spence say from behind you. As you went into the little dressing room they had and slipped on the tight, corseted, intricate dress, you wondered how much it cost. This was great work. The sewing was impeccable. The material was nice. Then you saw the tag. $450. Dammit. Whatever, you could still try it on and see how it looked. “How does it look?” he asked from outside. 

“I don’t know,” you said, opening the curtain and showing him. “I looked at the price tag, so I’m not going to look at it lest I fall in love with it.” Awed, he stood up and came up behind you to tie up the corset as best he could. It was a navy blue victorian dress. The kind that a woman in the late 1800s would wear out on any given day. “You look beautiful. What cosplay would you do for this?”

“Vanessa Ives!” you said, immediately tempering yourself when you remembered the price tag.

It dawned on him who you were talking about. “But then we couldn’t go in a couple’s costume.”

“Sure we could. You would be Mr. Ethan Chandler and I would be Vanessa Ives. You would make a cute Ethan. Got a great butt, like he does,” you said, playfully grabbing his butt and planting a kiss on his lips. “But it’s expensive as all hell, so I’m going to go with those crazy pink and blue pants I found for pajama pants.”

You were excited about wearing them to bed tonight. Spencer paid for them, even though you wanted to pay for yourself. So you looked around the store while he paid and returned with your bag in hand. “Now, we are going to go take a walk in the park, have an Italian Ice at the place next to the park that you like so much and then tonight, I’m going to draw you a nice bath with the lavender salts you like and then you can wear your crazy new pants to bed,” he said with a smile.

“Have I said you’re too good to me?” you laughed. You still didn’t feel great - there was a lingering sadness you couldn’t explain, but you would’ve been much worse off if it hadn’t been for him.

“You have, but I’m not. That’s what you do when you love someone.” The walk around the park was leisurely and perfect. The flowers were just beginning to bloom and the wind skimming off the lake was deliciously warm. “You gonna get a lemon ice?” he asked as you walked into the shop and placed your orders - lemon for you, as always, and cherry for him. It was always either cherry or cotton candy for him. The big baby. 

Once you finished your ices, you decided to head back to the apartment and take a nap while Spencer made dinner, a stir fry recipe you loved. “Wake up,” he said softly about an hour later. “I have a bath going.”

“I love you,” you mumbled as you got up. You did feel a hell of a lot better. Sleep is always what worked for you. “You gonna join me?”

“You want me to?” he asked hopefully. As if a bath with a naked, wet Spencer wouldn’t solve all your problems. “Go get in. I’ll be right there.”

You thought you heard the door open, but minutes after you sunk into the warmth of the tub, Spencer followed, slipping in butt naked behind you so you could lean against him. “This is nice. Thank you for today.”

“It’s no problem,” he said. “You feel better?”

“Yea, I do.”

“Then it was worth it,” he said softly as he kissed your ear. About 15 minutes later, the water had cooled, so Spencer got out, you drained the water and then he lifted you out and dried you off. It was so lazy, but you were really enjoying it.  When you walked into your bedroom, sans clothing, ready to put on your new loud pajama pants, you saw it hanging on the wall. The dress you tried on earlier.

“You bought that?” you asked, realizing how much money he spent on you today. “Why did you do that? It was so expensive.”

“It’s cosplay,” he said shrugging his shoulders. “Totally worth it in my opinion. “Plus, you look beautiful in it.”

You hopped into his arms, kissing all over his face for being such an amazing human being. “How about I wear my new pants tomorrow?” you winked.

[ao3feed-castiel]

Fandom Central Truth Or Dare

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by Fandom_Central_Director

Okay so, this has been done a million times before. But, not the way I'm doing it. This will be based around the many fandoms that pop up a lot in Fandom Central. And the officials of Fandom Central. Here are the fandoms we have: Dear Evan Hansen Be More Chill Hamilton Heathers Marvel Sherlock Supernatural And the Officials are: *drum roll* YouTubers. To be specific: (President) Mithzan (Max) (Vice President) Markiplier (Mark) (Secretary) YourPalRoss (Ross) (Treasury) CrankGamePlays (Ethan) (Commissioner) Aphmau (Jess) (Leader of Activites) PewDiePie (Felix) (Warnings: Swearing, NSFW mentions, such and such and whatever you guys send me)

Words: 196, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson, Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz, Hamilton - Miranda, Sherlock (TV), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Supernatural, Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Youtubers

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Alexander Hamilton, John Laurens, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette, Hercules Mulligan, James Madison, Aaron Burr, Evan Hansen, Connor Murphy (Dear Evan Hansen), Jared Kleinman, Zoe Murphy, Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler, Angelica Schuyler, Alana Beck, Michael Mell, Jeremy Heere, Rich Goranski, Jake Dillinger, Christine Canigula, Veronica Sawyer, Heather McNamara, Heather Duke, Heather Chandler (Heathers), Jason "J. D." Dean, Tony Stark, Thor, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Ruby (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Martha Dunnstock, Mark Fischbach, Sean McLoughlin, Jessica Bravura, Max LaPlume, Ross Botsford, Felix Kjellberg, Ethan Nestor

Additional Tags: Fluff, nsfw mentions, Kissing, Photographs, Guns, Blood, Truth or Dare, Knives, Sarcasm, Fanfiction, Snacks & Snack Food, Popcorn, Pop Culture, Crack, Cats

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[ao3feed-buckybarnes]

Fandom Central Truth Or Dare

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by Fandom_Central_Director

Okay so, this has been done a million times before. But, not the way I'm doing it. This will be based around the many fandoms that pop up a lot in Fandom Central. And the officials of Fandom Central. Here are the fandoms we have: Dear Evan Hansen Be More Chill Hamilton Heathers Marvel Sherlock Supernatural And the Officials are: *drum roll* YouTubers. To be specific: (President) Mithzan (Max) (Vice President) Markiplier (Mark) (Secretary) YourPalRoss (Ross) (Treasury) CrankGamePlays (Ethan) (Commissioner) Aphmau (Jess) (Leader of Activites) PewDiePie (Felix) (Warnings: Swearing, NSFW mentions, such and such and whatever you guys send me)

Words: 196, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson, Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz, Hamilton - Miranda, Sherlock (TV), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Supernatural, Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Youtubers

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Alexander Hamilton, John Laurens, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette, Hercules Mulligan, James Madison, Aaron Burr, Evan Hansen, Connor Murphy (Dear Evan Hansen), Jared Kleinman, Zoe Murphy, Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler, Angelica Schuyler, Alana Beck, Michael Mell, Jeremy Heere, Rich Goranski, Jake Dillinger, Christine Canigula, Veronica Sawyer, Heather McNamara, Heather Duke, Heather Chandler (Heathers), Jason "J. D." Dean, Tony Stark, Thor, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Ruby (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Martha Dunnstock, Mark Fischbach, Sean McLoughlin, Jessica Bravura, Max LaPlume, Ross Botsford, Felix Kjellberg, Ethan Nestor

Additional Tags: Fluff, nsfw mentions, Kissing, Photographs, Guns, Blood, Truth or Dare, Knives, Sarcasm, Fanfiction, Snacks & Snack Food, Popcorn, Pop Culture, Crack, Cats

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[parvulous-writings]

An Idyllic Life is Nothing short of Splendid

Request:    Hey! May I ask for some Ethan x Vanessa (from Penny Dreadful,of course) fluff? Something involving their children,maybe?  For the Ethan x Vanessa request: I’d like the fic to be set in a modern au, but I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to keep the original victorian setting anyway! Besides this - and the children (or just one of them) being babies - nothing else. Thank you!

Submitted by: @ecasen

Genre: Modern!Penny Dreadful AU- Fluff

Warnings:  Brief mention of nursing (not too explicit), crying child.

Summary: Ethan Chandler and Vanessa Chandler (nee Ives) go on a small outing with their growing family. 

Words: 2.1k (2,152) Notes: I am so so sorry for how long this took, I have had a lot of work recently. I also apologise that this doesn’t really go anywhere. Don’t ask why the title is a little odd, I don’t know.    

Saturdays were the day that the entire Chandler household always looked forward to, no matter how slow, rough and teeth-grinding the rest of their week had been. It was Saturdays when Vanessa didn’t have to work, when she could spend a proper amount of bonding time with her steadily growing family, without the next week looming over all their heads like a menacing and treacherous beast, ready to devour their souls and morale.This particular Saturday was going to be a very pleasant one, Vanessa could just tell- she always could. Call it a mother’s intuition, or just plain intuition- but she could always tell whether a day was going to go well, or end in total and utter disaster. 

Ethan had woken up around half past seven in the morning on that particular Saturday. He had a plan, one he had been formulating for the last three days or so, a surprise for his darling Vanessa, his four year old girl Florence, and two month old Arabella. He valued his wife, and his children above all else- part of the reason he was the parent who stayed at home. He didn’t overly mind it,he enjoyed it actually, it was a nice life. Though, perhaps nice didn’t encapsulate all that he felt for his loved ones, idyllic, pure and perfect seemed to fit the bill much better.   Despite it being half past seven, a perfectly suitable time for his family to start their day, he still tip-toed around their home, carefully stepping over the few stray floorboards that creaked under any shadow of pressure.  

A single, full night of peaceful and undisturbed sleep was increasingly hard to come by in the Chandler family dwelling most Saturdays. Well, almost every day if anyone residing within was completely frank about the subject.So it didn’t weigh on Ethan’s conscience one bit that he was the only one up and about. He didn’t need as much sleep as the rest of his family unit, despite what Vanessa often tried to convince him. He knew that out of the pair of them, Vanessa was the one who needed much more rest- though she would never admit that to anyone, not even her darling husband. In the clear and bright beams of the morning light, Ethan set about completing his task- making a special tailored lunch for each member of his family. Well, as much of a lunch as he could, it was more for Florence and Vanessa if he was completely honest. The young and infantile Arabella was not yet of the age where she could properly savour great foods and homemade meals like the other three could. She would in time, he could just tell. Not in the same way Vanessa could, but he just knew.  He hoped that this- not grand, but certainly sweet, unique and special- gesture would just remind the three of them of Ethan’s profound and undying passion, love and admiration for them all. It was something he often said and told them about, yet he hardly ever managed to find the time to show them, to prove that the words he spoke were true, as true as their very existence.

Ethan started off with preparing Florence’s lunch. Cute little square sandwiches, varying between cheese and cucumber fillings, they were her favourite in the summer time, she could hardly get enough of them. He placed them gently into a little plastic tupperware container, being careful so that they didn’t fall to pieces. He put a bunch of grapes in there too, little Florence had developed a slight craving for them in past weeks.  He then moved on to make his wife’s sandwiches. He filled them with salad and cucumber again, something he knew he could keep cool, even in the summer’s heat on their outing. They were at least twice the size of Florence’s, naturally, and Ethan put them in their own little box before making himself his own sandwiches with sliced meat. Whatever the weather when it came to food, if meat was an option, Ethan would take it without any hesitaion, barely batting an eye at the other delectable options available to him.

It took him perhaps a quarter of an hour to fix up everything they needed and place them into two different canvas bags. One for himself, Vanessa and Florence, the other for baby Arabella, her feeding necessities and a couple of her toys which she had taken much fancy to.  It was then, when had finally had everything squared away and prepared for their little family adventure at noon, that he heard the little pitter patter of bare feet against the carpet in the hall. He turned to look over his shoulder, and was met with the brilliant emerald green hues of Florence’s curious orbs. The same bright green that her mother had. Ethan often spoke of how the young child had been blessed with her mother’s eyes, and though Vanessa often tried to play it off as a joke or some playful comment, Ethan meant it. He thought carefully when he spoke of his family, meaning each and every word that flowed from his tongue and unto the ears of whomever chose to listen to his love-induced ramblings.  When Ethan brought himself back to the present from his thoughts of admiration and closeness of his family, Florence was giving him a wide and beaming smile- one of the widest smiles he had ever seen on a child. He gave a gentle chuckle, turning round to face her fully. 

“And what are you doing up so early?” He questioned with a quirk of his brow, his tone playful and teasing, as it often was with both of his children. Florence just started to giggle at him, not yet answering his question. “It’s not early, dadad!” She announced to him, pointing up at the clock mounted on the kitchen wall. “See? The big hand’s on the nine, and the little hand is on the seven! It’s not early!” She repeated, seeming a lot firmer in her tone, as if she were protesting and defending her point. Ethan couldn’t help the chuckle that bubbled past his lips, and he pretended to try and figure out what the clock’s face read. “Well, well, well... I think you may be right!” He exclaimed, turning to look at her once more. “What a clever and observant young lady you are!” He praised, replying to Florence’s toothy grin with one of his own. 

Florence responded to his compliment with a gentle little giggle, before squeezing past his form to get to one of the cupboards. Ethan just managed to stop her before she could get her tiny little hands on the breakable bowls that he and Vanessa used for a variety of things. “How about I help you with that?” He offered, knowing that she was trying to prepare her own breakfast. A cute little action, to be sure, but one that would most likely end in a mess that engulfed the entire kitchen. With a look of great reluctance, Florence took a small step back, allowing her paternal guardian to make her morning meal.  It didn’t take him all that long, and he moved with her through to the living room, sitting her down and placing a plate with jam on toast beside her. He pressed a quick kiss to the top of her head, before going to make himself some of his own breakfast. 

“Florence, darling, have you managed to get your shoes on the right feet?” Vanessa’s voice was sweet as she called through to the living room, conversing with her eldest child. Florence gave a loud hum in reply- indeed she had done, with some help from her father of course. Vanessa came through, baby Arabella strapped into the baby carrier around her shoulders. Ethan had already put the bags by the door, and was just making some last checks before they were to leave their home for the day.  “Well done, sweetheart,” Vanessa praised, kissing the top of her head gently as Ethan gathered the bags and pushed out the front door. Florence was hot on his trail, with Vanessa bringing  up the rear, closing  and locking the door behind them all. 

The walk didn’t take them all that far from their family home- Ethan didn’t exactly want to drive when he had planned the day, and he knew both Florence and Vanessa wouldn’t be able to walk for miles and miles, Vanessa being mostly too tired and Florence being too young- her legs too short to wander as far as her father could in the same amount of time. 

It took them about forty-five minutes to get to the secluded clearing in the small and idyllic woods behind their home- mostly because Florence kept getting distracted by brightly coloured flower blooms and lagging behind just a little bit. Neither Ethan or Vanessa minded though, so long as she didn’t get hurt, her curiosity was something they allowed her to satisfy, especially in this sort of scenario.  They soon found a nice little spot to have their lunch, nestled between a few tall and curving trees, on a patch of soft and inviting grass. The midday sun trickled through the canopy and down to the floor where they began to set up their picnic blanket in soft little rays- speckling their surroundings and their faces as they moved. Ethan started to unpack their food and snacks whilst Vanessa went to nurse a now fussing Arabella, with Florence attempting feebly to climb one of the many slender trees that surrounded them. Vanessa looked up from the babe latched to her chest to check on her eldest daughter, and worry briefly flashed across her visage, as Florence managed to get herself onto a precarious looking branch. For an older child, the height of the branch would be high enough for exhilaration, yet low enough that they wouldn’t get too hurt should they fall, but for Florence there was the exhilaration and the added danger of getting more seriously hurt. How she had even gotten up there was beyond Vanessa- the last time she had checked on her she could barely reach the branch with her slightly chubby hands, now she was sitting and barely balancing on the spindly limb. 

“Florence, be careful!” Vanessa chastised, an edge of panic to her voice. She would have gotten up, but with Arabella still suckling, she could not. Ethan, ever the attentive patriarch, immediately recognised the tone of his wife’s voice, and his head snapped up. He saw Florence with almost heart stopping clarity as she began to lose her balance, and he dropped the tupperware in his hands, taking off at a sprint towards his daughter, starting to slide as she finally lost her balance completely, falling backwards off of her makeshift seat and starting towards the ground. Time seemed to slow for both Ethan and Vanessa, as the former dived to try and catch his daughter before she hit the rocky dirt which had been beneath her. He just managed to, cradling her head in his palm as she landed with a jolt. She was unharmed, but she was still shocked. After a second or so to take in what had just occurred, she began to sniffle. A panting Ethan held her close, bringing her to his chest in a warm bear hug.  “You okay, sweetheart?” He asked her in a hushed voice. Florence began to nod, her hands grabbing at his flannel shirt as tears welled in her eyes. Though she had said she was fine- and she was thanks to her father- the floodgates had been opened, and she burst into tears, her wails muffled slightly by the fabric of her father’s attire. 

Ethan pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, slowly getting up from his knees and padding back over to the other half of the familial unit. He carefully sat down again, giving Vanessa a reassuring look to say that Florence was in actual fact perfectly fine, even if her tears of shock tried to convince her mother otherwise.  Ethan carefully reached over to Florence’s lunch, opening the box and taking out a handful of grapes as a sort of peace offering for the young girl in his lap. He held one up to her, and she shakily took it from him, eating it in one swift bite.  “There now...” Ethan cooed softly, rocking her back and forth ever so slightly in his gentle embrace. “Is that a little better?” He asked, to which he got a gentle nod as a reply. He hummed softly, showing that he saw she had replied, before looking to Vanessa with a soft smile. She returned the gesture, before starting to chuckle lightly. “Now that was an eventful start to this afternoon...” She mused, and Ethan joined in quite merrily with her laughter. 

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Fandom Central Truth Or Dare

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by Fandom_Central_Director

Okay so, this has been done a million times before. But, not the way I'm doing it. This will be based around the many fandoms that pop up a lot in Fandom Central. And the officials of Fandom Central. Here are the fandoms we have: Dear Evan Hansen Be More Chill Hamilton Heathers Marvel Sherlock Supernatural And the Officials are: *drum roll* YouTubers. To be specific: (President) Mithzan (Max) (Vice President) Markiplier (Mark) (Secretary) YourPalRoss (Ross) (Treasury) CrankGamePlays (Ethan) (Commissioner) Aphmau (Jess) (Leader of Activites) PewDiePie (Felix) (Warnings: Swearing, NSFW mentions, such and such and whatever you guys send me)

Words: 196, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson, Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz, Hamilton - Miranda, Sherlock (TV), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Supernatural, Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Youtubers

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Alexander Hamilton, John Laurens, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette, Hercules Mulligan, James Madison, Aaron Burr, Evan Hansen, Connor Murphy (Dear Evan Hansen), Jared Kleinman, Zoe Murphy, Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler, Angelica Schuyler, Alana Beck, Michael Mell, Jeremy Heere, Rich Goranski, Jake Dillinger, Christine Canigula, Veronica Sawyer, Heather McNamara, Heather Duke, Heather Chandler (Heathers), Jason "J. D." Dean, Tony Stark, Thor, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Ruby (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Martha Dunnstock, Mark Fischbach, Sean McLoughlin, Jessica Bravura, Max LaPlume, Ross Botsford, Felix Kjellberg, Ethan Nestor

Additional Tags: Fluff, nsfw mentions, Kissing, Photographs, Guns, Blood, Truth or Dare, Knives, Sarcasm, Fanfiction, Snacks & Snack Food, Popcorn, Pop Culture, Crack, Cats

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by Fandom_Central_Director

Okay so, this has been done a million times before. But, not the way I'm doing it. This will be based around the many fandoms that pop up a lot in Fandom Central. And the officials of Fandom Central. Here are the fandoms we have: Dear Evan Hansen Be More Chill Hamilton Heathers Marvel Sherlock Supernatural And the Officials are: *drum roll* YouTubers. To be specific: (President) Mithzan (Max) (Vice President) Markiplier (Mark) (Secretary) YourPalRoss (Ross) (Treasury) CrankGamePlays (Ethan) (Commissioner) Aphmau (Jess) (Leader of Activites) PewDiePie (Felix) (Warnings: Swearing, NSFW mentions, such and such and whatever you guys send me)

Words: 196, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson, Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz, Hamilton - Miranda, Sherlock (TV), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Supernatural, Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Youtubers

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Alexander Hamilton, John Laurens, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette, Hercules Mulligan, James Madison, Aaron Burr, Evan Hansen, Connor Murphy (Dear Evan Hansen), Jared Kleinman, Zoe Murphy, Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler, Angelica Schuyler, Alana Beck, Michael Mell, Jeremy Heere, Rich Goranski, Jake Dillinger, Christine Canigula, Veronica Sawyer, Heather McNamara, Heather Duke, Heather Chandler (Heathers), Jason "J. D." Dean, Tony Stark, Thor, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Ruby (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Martha Dunnstock, Mark Fischbach, Sean McLoughlin, Jessica Bravura, Max LaPlume, Ross Botsford, Felix Kjellberg, Ethan Nestor

Additional Tags: Fluff, nsfw mentions, Kissing, Photographs, Guns, Blood, Truth or Dare, Knives, Sarcasm, Fanfiction, Snacks & Snack Food, Popcorn, Pop Culture, Crack, Cats

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[ao3feed-thehobbit]

Bad Blood

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by Kellyjelly

The Kingdom of Erebor must be ruled by someone, and two sisters who hate each other will fight until the death to attain the position as Queen. They are both cursed with magical powers and are converted into creatures. A goddess up above oversees their lives and tortures them both to continue this rivalry. The eldest sister is on the hunt for her younger sister, and will not stop until she kills her.

Words: 8259, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: The Hobbit (Jackson Movies), Stardust (2007), Sinbad: Legend of the Seven Seas (2003), IT Crowd, Underworld (Movies), Van Helsing (2004), The Lord of the Rings (Movies), King Kong (2005), Kong: Skull Island (2017), Penny Dreadful (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Calypso Mallory, Ilona Mallory, Smaug (Tolkien), Selene (Underworld), Eris (Sinbad), Anna Valerious, Maurice Moss, Roy, Spencer, Vladislaus Dracula, Frankenstein, Kong (King Kong), Thranduil (Tolkien), Gandalf | Mithrandir, Bolg (Tolkien), Legolas, Aragorn | Estel, Ethan Chandler

Relationships: Original Female Charcter/Smaug, Original Female Charcter/Eris, Original Female Charcter/Anna Valerious, Original Female Charcter/Maurice Moss, Original Female Character/Roy, Selene (Underworld) & Original Female Character(s), Original Female Character/Original Female Character, Thranduil (Tolkien)/Original Female Character(s), Original Female Character/Ethan Chandler

Additional Tags: Hate relationship, Vampires, Multiple Relationships, Mermaids, Elves, Magic Powers, Cunnilingus, Vaginal Sex, Oral Sex, Blood and Violence, Dildos, War, Fights, Murder, Pregnancy, Married Couple, Orcs, Betrayal, Goddesses, Smut, Fluff, Romance, Attempted Murder, Sibling Rivalry, Brothels, Kings & Queens, Masturbation, Jealousy, Hemlock (Poison), Dwarves, Werewolves, Guns, Friends With Benefits, Sirens, Shapesifter Smuag, Deal with a Devil, Nipple Licking, Evil, Blow Jobs, Blood Drinking, Friendship, Loneliness, cute moments, Cuddling & Snuggling, Witches, Vampire Sex, Vampire Bites, Hunting, Decapitation, Rough Sex, Flirting, True Love, Naked Cuddling, Slow Build

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[ao3feed-castiel]

Fandom Central Truth Or Dare

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by Fandom_Central_Director

Okay so, this has been done a million times before. But, not the way I'm doing it. This will be based around the many fandoms that pop up a lot in Fandom Central. And the officials of Fandom Central. Here are the fandoms we have: Dear Evan Hansen Be More Chill Hamilton Heathers Marvel Sherlock Supernatural And the Officials are: *drum roll* YouTubers. To be specific: (President) Mithzan (Max) (Vice President) Markiplier (Mark) (Secretary) YourPalRoss (Ross) (Treasury) CrankGamePlays (Ethan) (Commissioner) Aphmau (Jess) (Leader of Activites) PewDiePie (Felix) (Warnings: Swearing, NSFW mentions, such and such and whatever you guys send me)

Words: 196, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson, Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz, Hamilton - Miranda, Sherlock (TV), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Supernatural, Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Youtubers

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Multi

Characters: Alexander Hamilton, John Laurens, George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette, Hercules Mulligan, James Madison, Aaron Burr, Evan Hansen, Connor Murphy (Dear Evan Hansen), Jared Kleinman, Zoe Murphy, Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler, Angelica Schuyler, Alana Beck, Michael Mell, Jeremy Heere, Rich Goranski, Jake Dillinger, Christine Canigula, Veronica Sawyer, Heather McNamara, Heather Duke, Heather Chandler (Heathers), Jason "J. D." Dean, Tony Stark, Thor, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Clint Barton, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Ruby (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Martha Dunnstock, Mark Fischbach, Sean McLoughlin, Jessica Bravura, Max LaPlume, Ross Botsford, Felix Kjellberg, Ethan Nestor

Additional Tags: Fluff, nsfw mentions, Kissing, Photographs, Guns, Blood, Truth or Dare, Knives, Sarcasm, Fanfiction, Snacks & Snack Food, Popcorn, Pop Culture, Crack, Cats

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