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Parkner 'enemies' Au ( draft ish cause i'm probably not gonna write this but i love the idea sm )

Parkner au where it's that one scene from sailor moon crystal ( episode, like 6/7 ) with harley in love with the supposed enemy, who isn't actually the enemy but everyone thinks they are because of their unknown endgoal/motives ( peter btw )

Harley is an avenger, working as Tony Stark's future successor and had been the one brought in for civil war. ( endgame didn't happen and moving it up a few years so he's like 17/18 when it happened ). Less than a year later, the rogues are back but weary. They question everyone, especially since it was so easy last time for HYDRA infiltration multiple times before.

Amended accords state all heroes and vigilanties who wish to operate legally must sign, give up their identities, and submit counter measures for their disobedience with contingencies for their ill actions. The Avengers sign it, but are allowed then to operate as they were. They're still working on making it perfect, but it's fine for now. Multiple hero groups sign it, but local New York vigilantes don't make the same call.

As busy work, the Avengers are given the job of bringing them in for breaking the current standing law -- while giving them an opportunity to sign beforehand. Harley doesn't find a problem with this, he was on Tony's original side after all, but and genuinely doesn't understand why the vigilantes won't sign.

Spider-man, Daredevil, Deadpool, Ghost-Spider, Shadow-Spider, and other vigilantes are clearly working together but they don't seem particularly bad, but it's Harley's job to at least try and convince them. Overall, he's pretty neutral.

They all, Avengers and Vigilates, find themselves in a battle similar to the chitauri invasion, with aliens and too many enemies. Spider-man seems to have his back, but he ends up making the wrong move and gets greatly injured, passing out while Spider-man bolts towards him.

When he wakes up... it's in a nice bedroom that's been obviously converted to be more medical. He's wrapped in bandages, there's a IV drip on a metal wheeler connected to him, sitting just before him is a teen with soft looking brown curls and nose pressed into a book. He in comfortable clothes, and when Harley's memory slowly comes to, he jolts upright. The teen notices him awake in turn, and tries to comfort him.

Harley asks where he is, the man replies with 'safe'. He asks what happens, the reply is 'i got you help'. They're not really answers, but with one last try Harley asks for his name. He says Peter.

After that, it doesn't take long for him to realize it's Spider-man. He makes the same stupid jokes and looks about the same height and build. And, it's pretty obvious when Wade Winston Wilson, the Deadpool, walks in and calls him 'Webs'.

Harley is warily calm about the whole thing, but he's heard of Spider-man from civilians and he has a huge following in the media. He does the right thing, he follows a moral code, he made Deadpool reform and makes it a point to help people who aren't even really in danger who are just scared or need help walking home. Subconsciously he knows that Spided-man -- Peter -- isn't going to hurt him. In his mind, it's more than confirmed when Peter says the only reason he wasn't brought back to the compound was because any of them would've gotten caught if they tried going near it, and medical would've definitely been delayed.

Within a day, two more people enter the room he's in while Peter stays the whole time. One only enters for a moment, covering his face with a single hand while keeping his back to Harley, asking Peter about something he can't decipher. While the other was a kind looking woman who brings him something to eat, and acts as his nurse.

"You know, if you're going to be this nice, why don't you just sign the accords?" Harley asks eventually, slightly annoyed. It's clear they enjoy helping people, and even Steve signed the new accords, so they must be up to 'standard'.

Peter's face grows into something sombre, and he looks away from Harley. At first, he doesn't even think Peter will reply, but he speaks up eventually. "We can't."

"Can't? Why not?" Harley pries.

"Can't." A hand comes up to rub the bridge of his nose, "Our enemies are on a different scale, and if they found out who we are, they'll gi after our families. It's our responsibility, with the life we've been given."

He speaks diplomatically, something proper as if it's been told to him time and time again. But Harley finds a problem with the answer. "And Deadpool? His identity is already public."

"Deadpool doesn't like injustice, but he says he's an Antihero at best. As long as Daredevil and I don't sign, neither will the rest of them." He says confidently. "We can't let anyone know who we are."

"But.. You have your mask off now..?" Now, Harley's a little more than confused.

"It'd be pretty hard to find me." Peter sounds amused like it's some sort of inside joke, Harley doesn't get it. "Plus, I trust you."

When evening rolls around, and Harley feels weirdly a lot better than before, and Peter tells him it's because of medication he formulated himself. Harley is too impressed to think anything bad of it, though he probably should. Peter even says so, amused all the same at his flippantness.

But he asks then after the battle, then finally noticing how Tony must be worried about him ( despite being newly an adult ) and Peter tells him Deadpool can have someone bring him back to the Avengers Tower.

He does ( though he has to get blindfolded for it ) and halfway through the drive he's swapped cars and a cabby gets him the rest of the way there. no more blindfold.

Tony, of course, is worried sick. F.R.I.D.A.Y. alerts him the second Harley steps into the building -- with his armor having been given back with the ride swap -- and it's a flurry of people trying to figure out his condition after being missing since the battle. The battle, which he learned then happened the day before, so it's been over 24h. He feels a little sheepish at that, cause he knows he probably could've been released the moment he woke up, but Peter had been really kind and good company while the dull ache in his bones started to go null.

He gets ushered into the medical wing, gets a full checkup to make sure he's okay, and while it all goes on he's to give an account of what happened.

"A whole day, where have you been? Did they hurt you?" Tony looks pained, worried, and panicked all at the same time. The only other people in the room, beside himself and Tony, is Pepper, Steve, and the nurse checking him over.

He can't look Tony in the eye, despite not having done anything wrong. It wasn't his fault. "I got hurt.. in the fight, and Spider-man helped me."

Harley doesn't particularly want to give out any more information than that. He knows they're internationally wanted, in technicality, but hearing Peter tell him he trusts Harley makes him feel guilty if he said anything.

"Helped you?" Tony sounds incredulous, and one glance up tells him Steve isn't far behind. "They're criminals."

"Yes! they helped me," Harley insists, and then a little quieter, "And they're not criminals."

He doesn't know why he says it, but mentally he can see the face of Spider-man, Peter, talking with him all day so he wasn't bored or alone. Peter talking about his own interests, biochemistry and technology.

Tony scoffs. "Actually, that's exactly what they are." He turns to the nurse, "Order a complete tox-screen, I want to make they didn't put anything in his system that'd make him like this."

Harley stiffens. What if they did put something in his system? He hadn't even thought of the original possibility, nor did he try to remove the IV. At that point, with the new bout of clarity, he does tell the nurse that Spidey did give him something, but it was like pain meds and he doesn't know what they are. He wants to trust Peter, he really does, but the way Tony and Steve look at him is as if he's spewing nonsense.

The tox-screen comes back normal, besides having pain medication. Something Oscorp just released, called Osarane.

"It's already best on the market," The nurse tells Tony, declaring Harley to have a full bill of health besides topical scrapes and bruises. Nothing too bad. Harley notes the information; Spidey probably modified it or something and it wore off already. Like he said. Or, he simply lied.

The Avengers hover, though Pepper is mostly quiet and treats him as usual. With his identity known to the public, one of them insists on going everywhere with him to make sure the Vigilantes don't try again. It's kind but unnecessary, and he doesn't get a second away until two weeks later. All the other avengers seem to be busy. So, he just wants to walk around, alone and with his thoughts for once.

He does put on a hat and sunglasses, but besides that he's just in the open. It only takes thirty minutes for him to see a familiar mop of brown curls, ordering a coffee in very casual clothes. Like the man can sense him, Peter turns around and waves.

When he passes Harley, leaving the shop, he apologizes and says he has work, otherwise he would stay and chat. It's so unusually kind that it throws Harley off a little. At least before, it seemed like there was a small semblance of Spider-man in Peter, but now he's all jovial and a tad timid.

Harley says it's fine, but Peter insists they meet the next day. To talk.

And so they do. They meet, and they talk. Peter tells him how he started being a vigilante, how he got his powers and such. Harley asks about the medication, and Peter simply laughs saying, "You're smart, you'll figure it out."

They don't meet often. Peter has work and Harley can't always leave the tower, but they end up exchanging numbers. They become real friends, they talk and text, and even Tony notices how he looks at his phone more often.

"You meet someone?" He asks knowingly, save for the fact he doesn't actually know.

But the question hits all the same because it's been a month since the coffee shop, nearly a month and a half after the battle, and he's texting Peter daily. He has a crush on Peter.

It spirals from there.

There's another fight, not as big as the Aliens but someone decided to make rudimentary robots out of adimantium, which means they're heavy and have bad reaction time. But, they're still nearly solid and pose a threat with how they're trying to annihilate half of midtown manhattan. Cap can't transport them, they're too heavy given they're the size of the Iron Man armor. Scott's on his way in a, as an 'on call' avenger, but until he arrives they're stuck trying to keep them away from civilians. There's only about twenty, but that outnumbers the avengers and it feels like a loosing battle.

And then Peter arrives.

Peter, and his group of merry men, some of the most wanted individuals as of late.

Peter, Ghost, and Shadow -- the three spider vigilantes -- make quick work of the bots. Deadpool is ushering civilians out of the way, Harley can spot him from the corner of his HUD. While the three spider vigilantes smash the bots like soda cans, enhanced strength on full display, and they're in a pile in seconds.

The danger is neutralized, everything's okay.

Harley walks up to Peter, the vigilante's bloodied hands not going unnoticed, and asks if he's alright. He asks the other two spider vigilantes then, as if an afterthought. Daredevil isn't around, he's the only one missing, but Deadpool walks up and claps Peter on the shoulder, telling him it's time to go.

They almost do, until Cap calls for them to stop. "Turn yourself in and sign the accords."

Harley doesn't move from beside Peter, but turns and tells him to go, under his breath. He doesn't stop them when they leave. It's not long before he finds himself in a debriefing room, being chewed out for it.

"It's your job to capture them!" Tony's voice is raised.

"They're not doing anything wrong!" Harley bites back. "We're doing the same work!"

Rhodey speaks up, "They didn't sign the accords, their actions are illegal."

"But they're not hurting anyone!" Harley yeager's on a plea.

"You don't know that." Steve asserts.

"I trust him!"

He yells it loud enough for the room to stop. Tony looks pained again, Rhodey looks as if he just won't see reason. Natasha is contemplative while Steve's face is impassive. Everyone else looks simply shocked at his outburst. 

Steve speaks first, but Harley wishes he didn't. "You're been speaking to Spider-man, haven't you?"

Harley locks up, doesn't say anything. Tony's head falls into his hands. "Harley, they're dangerous. You saw what they did today." Steve tries.

"Yeah. I saw. They helped us, and saved countless civilians." Harley's eyes ar panicked and determined, and he speaks more. "Theyre always trying to help people. He isn't our enemy. He's always there to save our asses, I know him, they're not trying to harm anything!"

"It almost sounds like you're in love with him." Natasha says, passive as ever. He doesn't know if it's a joke or not, but he freezes all the same. Tony goes still, too.

Rhodey sighs. "Think carefully, Harley, are you sure about him? He could just be using you."

Any trepidation is gone in mere moments, as red hit anger and frustration pools in his chest. "You're wrong he would never! He would never!"

He's backing up towards the door before he can even realize it, and once his back hits, he opens it and runs.

Harley runs out of the building and texts peter, asking to meet him if he's available. They do, at the original coffee shop, and Harley tells him what's going on. He leaves out the part where he's in love, until finally at the end of their conversation admitting "I care about you."

Peter gives him a soft yet sad smile, "I care about you too, why do you think a saved you."

[[ insert the rest of the plot that i definitely don't have the time or energy to put into this. ]]

I definitely think this prob ends with the accords being amended with a vigilante clause, able to keep identities with a hero to vouch for them. ( like if they step out of like it's up to the hero to find and bring them in, on top of the hero being somehow penalized ) but i have just been thinking about this idea for a really long time and don't have time to write another long fic ( or fic in general )

this i didn't edit and wrote on the spot so like sorry for any typos and mistakes!

it's pretty figured out, but if you would like to use this or amend this and use it, feel free! just tag me cause i genuinely want to read this and its been on my mind for months

hope you enjoyed!!

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gray’s fic recs

my tagging/recommendation system is a mess beyond the point of fixing, so i made a masterlist. (i’ll slowly be adding fics to this!)

- an asterisk is next to players who play for the ahl team of said nhl team

- if works focused on more than one person, they’re listed under the other people, but only tagged in the first one you see in the list.

- also, apologies if the links don’t work correctly, it is in fact my first time making a masterlist

NHL/AHL

Anaheim Ducks

Jamie Drysdale

hey roomie by @emaanemaa

- trevor and jamie threesome. that's right, that's all it took to get you to go read it.

Trevor Zegras

chameleon by @hischierhaze

- listen- if you're someone who, whether it be consciously or unconsciously, changes themselves and their personality for those around them, or you have a history of it- please read this. I promise you, you won't regret it.

now that we don't talk by @sc0tters

- it's a toxic relationship with trevor, of course I'm gonna eat it up (she might end with trevor... or she might not. you'll never know if you don't read it.)

hey roomie by @ emaanemaa (fic linked above under jamie)

the penalty box series by @starsandhughes

I- if you're not already keeping up with this series... where have you been? every update is laugh out loud hilarious, and leaves you itching for more.

cruel weather- apart of the penalty box series by @starsandhughes

cruel weather gets it's own link because of the amount of emotional damage this inflicted upon me.

Arizona Coyotes

Boston Bruins

Buffalo Sabres

Devon Levi

like it very much by @jackhues

there aren’t many devon fics (which there totally should be), but the way i squealed when i read this one. further affirmed the fact that i think he’d be the best bf.

Calgary Flames

Nikita Zadorov

that scar hurt by the way by @swissboyhisch

- listen…. i’m the farthest thing from a flames fan, and can wholeheartedly admit it was an adorable read.

Carolina Hurricanes

Chicago Blackhawks

Colorado Avalanche

Columbus Blue Jackets

Adam Fantilli

to you, my adamo by @hischierhaze

- it's adam's birthday + his debut, can you blame me for crying?

his return by @hischierhaze

-this made me cry. but in making this, i'm convinced anything kei writes with the fantilli brothers makes me want to cry from either just how sickeningly sweet it is, or of course, sadness.

tiny dancer au by @letsgetrowdy43

god when i say sunny and adam have my heart- i mean it. they’re sososo special to me.

Dallas Stars

Wyatt Johnston

our song by @lovinbarzal

hands down one of my favorite wy jo fics/au’s. it’s wyatt x a barzal sister, a pairing i wouldn’t have thought of, but works so well!

Detroit Red Wings

Edmonton Oilers

Florida Panthers

Matthew Tkachuk

waking up in vegas by @doc-pickles

- matty t x hughes!sister is a dynamic i didn’t know i needed.

Mackie Samoskevich*

perfect girl by @dmercer91

- this had me feeling things like no other... a big hint as to why? she's shared.

Los Angeles Kings

Alex Turcotte*

who does it better? by @harry-hollands

one of the cutest social media au’s in a while (technically has two parts, but they don’t have to be read together)

Minnesota Wild

Montreal Canadiens

Kirby Dach

here with you by @sc0tters

- it's amber's writing + kirby, what's not to love? (if that's not convincing enough, maybe the line, "I will follow you to the ends of the earth," is.)

Nashville Predators

New Jersey Devils

Jack Hughes

timeless by @babydollmarauders

- if I hadn't originally read this in the middle of the grocery store, I can almost guarantee that I would've cried from just how heartwarmingly adorable this is.

out by @babydollmarauders

- equipment manager x jacky boy- aka a trope I never knew I needed, but now crave after reading this.

ballad of a homeschooled girl by @babydollmarauders

- hands down one of the best pics I've probably ever read in terms of conveying emotion. my stomach was in knots the entire time, attesting to just how realistic the writing is.

never grow up by @aliaology

- i'm sorry but you're not human if you don't get even the tiniest bit emotional at any fic with "never grow up" as the song. BUT A FIC WITH THE BROTHERS? this rendered me emotionally unavailable for a solid 20 minutes.

medía management au by @babydollmarauders

the media management au is an ongoing series staring mr jack hughes and his lovely girl, dove! the updates always bring a a smile to my face, and more than likely make me laugh out loud.

4:41 am by @sweetestdesire

listen, as much as i adore brynn’s smut like no other, her fluffy, soft and sweet fics just do something to me. she writes them so detailed, and consistently has me craving for soft moments with a significant other (a significant other i do not have)

John Marino

stay for a while by @sc0tters

- when i talk about made me feel things, i mean it. amber never fails in writing panty-dropping smut, while also having an thought-out plot.

Luke Hughes

welcome back by @leaentries

- this literally made me swoon. a protective lukey- what's not to love?

nobody's love by @eyesthatroll

- my heart was in my throat while reading, and my emotions were all over the place. regardless of how emotional it left me, it was amazing and deserves all the love.

never grow up by @ aliaology (fic linked under jack)

- older hughes sister watches her brothers grow up + never grow up = tears

summer aches by @starry-hughes

- this fic makes me want a luke to take care of me when i get headaches, triggered by heat or not

what’s not to like? by @starry-hughes

- queen ellen and jimmy are a little apprehensive of you…

jack’s best friend by @lvrzegras

okay listen- any of the brothers x their best friends is great, but jack’s best friend x luke… it just hits different, yk?

Nico Hischier

I never could've seen you coming (I think you're everything I could've ever wanted) by @writingonleaves

- this is probably as close to a literary masterpiece as a fanfic posted on tumblr will ever get

will you take a moment? promise me this (that you'll stand by me forever) by @writingonleaves

- listen- it's apart of the universe she began in the fic above. I have the fic linked under nico (because the oc eventually ends up in a relationship with nico, as seen in the part above), but this is sososo found family heavy. if found family is your trope, then this is your fic

New York Islanders

Mat Barzal

it's nice to have a friend by @youunravelme

- put me through the emotional wringer in the best way possible.

winnie martin's favorite person by @ilyasorokinn

- god- i cannot even begin to describe how cute this is. all i can say, is that I need more pictures of barzy with kids... for science of course.

New York Rangers

Ottawa Senators

Philadelphia Flyers

Pittsburgh Penguins

Sidney Crosby

she was the (red) devil by @crosbyscurls

- hockey meets f1 is already a dream combination… but sid x f1? absolutely amazing

San Jose Sharks

Seattle Kraken

St Louis Blues

Tampa Bay Lightning

Toronto Maple Leafs

Vancouver Canucks

Quinn Hughes

these michigan summers by @lukevangelista

i feel like the only way your not aware this series exists, then your new here. because if you haven’t read this, where have you been? this is for sure one of my top three series’ on tumblr, finished or unfinished. will in fact, forever have my heart. (currently unfinished)

the sun to my moon by @ghostfacd

this fic is part of an au! i highly, highly recommend checking it out- quinny + a grumpyxsunshine trope, what’s not to love?

never grow up by @ aliaology (fic linked under jack's name)

- older hughes sister watches her brothers grow up + never grow up = tears

Vegas Golden Knights

Washington Capitals

Dylan Strome

it's never too late to come back to my side by @lukevangelista (a series)

- one of my recent favorites. particularly geared towards those who think back on old friendships (...and constantly overthink on whether you should reach out. spoilers- it's never too late)

Winnipeg Jets

NCAA

University of Michigan

Luca Fantilli

missing you, quietly by @bitchinbarzal

- emotional torture in the best way possible. i re-read a concerning amount

i lost him by @hischierhaze

- made me cry- but in a good way

baby 101- name reveal by @hischierhaze

- it's dad!luca... yeah that's right, now that you have that cute thought in your head, you kinda have to go and read it

I tell you that I think im falling back in love with you by @writingonleaves

- this fic is sososo special to me for so many reasons- and I think you should totally read this fic to figure them out... just saying

opposites attract au by @dmercer91

this is a link to the head anons for the au- but please go read this sweet au. luca and landen are one of the sweetest pairings.

Nick Moldenhauer

sundays are for textiles by @drewsbuzzcut

- super cute read, and it's apart of an even cuter au

all american lace by @drewsbuzzcut

- also apart of that super cute nick au she has- but this part was not so cutesy (it was at the end). had me on the edge of my seat, and tears building in my eyes. the type of angst you physically feel- but with the type of ending that makes up for it (trust me, it does!)

Mark Estapa

icy roads by @nicohischierz

the simplest explanation i can offer is that this broke my heart- but i loved it anyway!

Boston College

Gabe Perreault

princess!gf x gabe perreault by @yankstrash

- these two are on my mind at least three times a week. i aspire to become amelia- aka find someone who is as down bad for me as gabe is for “his meels”

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GOLDEN HOUR | cl16

SOCIAL MEDIA!AU charles leclerc x fem!holland!reader

side note: hot people listen to 'golden hour' by jvke, especially the fuji kaze remix.

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yourusername sometimes i do get along with my brothers (harry insta when?)

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samholland1999 just sometimes though ⤷ yourusername are you telling me we're not the bestest of besties? ⤷ samholland1999 maybe i'm your best friend, but are you mine? debetable ⤷ yourusername i'm gonna tell mum that you're rude to me

user1 i love their peak sibling energy

arthur_leclerc yet everytime we all meet up all you three do is bantering with each other ⤷ yourusername we shared a womb, survival of the fittest

user2 what's arthur leclerc doing here ⤷ user3 the triplets are friends with him ⤷ user4 y/n's "friends" with him ⤷ user5 she's legitimately just friends with him ⤷ user6 you must be new here

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yourusername my tattoo is the only reminder of last night

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user7 IS THAT ARTHUR? ⤷ user8 now hold up, arthur's not build like that ⤷ user9 wait- chaRLES? ⤷ user10 the dots are connecting

arthur_leclerc i nearly shat myself when you half flung yourself out of the window ⤷ yourusername it was getting sticky in the car...

samholland1999 i want to say i'm surprised, but i'm not ⤷ yourusername you just know me so well

user11 i want to have a wild night out in monaco as well :/ ⤷ user12 my heart says yes, but my bank account says no

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yourusername winning the race to your heart

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user13 you just made it obvious that the rumours are true ⤷ user14 i think that was the whole thought behind it

user15 aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh

samholland1999 one wrong turn of his and we'll have a problem ⤷ yourusername don't act all tough as if you weren't the one gushing over the news when i called you

tomholland2013 so i'm guessing you'll bring a plus one to every even from now on? ⤷ yourusername am i not enough for you?

user16 crying, throwing up

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charles_leclerc it was just two lovers, sitting in the car, listening to blonde, falling for each other

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user17 HIM USING THE LYRICS OF GOLDEN HOUR BY JVKE I LOVE THIS MAN ⤷ user18 my boyfriend can never compete against charles

carlossainz55 happy to see you happy 😊 comment liked by charles_leclerc

user19 i'm honestly so happy for charles. i feel like he's a relationship type of guy

arthur_leclerc say i'm the best wingman out there ⤷ charles_leclerc non ⤷ yourusername excusez-moi, wingman? you? nah-uh you just sat there and watched ⤷ arthur_leclerc guess who was "too busy" to pick you up? a good wingman does his job behind the scenes

user20 no way arthur was this sly ⤷ user21 ultimate rizz

yourusername so we're just going to skip the whole soft launch thing? ⤷ charles_leclerc they all have been knowing it already anyway ⤷ yourusername touché

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afterglow (little women version)

prince!tom holland x march!reader

! this story is inspired by the book and movie; little women. Y/N is also inspired by Jo and Amy March, which also includes some quotes of them in this AU.

Summary: Y/N March, one of the sisters from the March family, is spending time alongside her father, who is working for the rightful king in London. She isn't like the glamorous girls who dream of meeting a prince at a ball; she is the kind of girl who loves archery and painting. She dedicates her time to giving lessons to the king's sons, though one of them proves to be a challenge. A challenge that Y/N didn't like.

As minutes passed, the entire ballroom became crowded with elegance and wealth, something that Y/N March couldn't claim. Nevertheless, her father was the right hand of the King, and they didn't suffer as much as the citizens in London who barely had enough food and clothing. Y/N lived in a house with warm meals and clothes, leading a normal life for a young lady. However, she never felt like a conventional lady or woman. 

She didn't fit into society's stereotype of a woman defined by love and elegance. Y/N considered herself a rebellious and boyish girl, much like her dresses, which lacked ladylike colors, and she often carried a bow with arrows on her back. She didn't want to marry merely for financial security that would ultimately belong to her husband; instead, she sought to live her own life and feel the freedom in her veins, and that's what archery represented for her.

Walking around the ballroom in a tight, darkened dress that emphasized her features made her feel like a vivid nightmare. The tight corset was uncomfortable, making her look constricted and ordinary. Her hair was braided, and she felt like a different person, but she knew deep down it was for her father. She wanted to make a good impression on the Holland family and her father, although no one had to know her true feelings or thoughts about the Holland family.

The room echoed with laughter, the clinking of champagne glasses, and classical music from the instruments played in the background. Y/N's eyes scanned the room for sympathy or interest, but nothing appealed to her; it was just another dull night. Leaning against the wall, she delicately brushed her dress with her hand.

"I see Mrs. March all formally dressed up. For what occasion, if I may ask?" The accent teased her ears, and she looked up to meet Harry's gaze. He smiled softly at her, hands clasped behind his back. Y/N's unbothered expression transformed into a beautiful bright smile. "Oh, Harry, I'm so glad you're here." "Of course, I'm here. It's my father's ball! It would be weird if his son disappeared." The two strolled slowly and calmly around the room. 

"Unless his son stuck his face in a book or in the kitchen for some pastries." Y/N playfully poked her elbow into his arm, and he laughed heartily. "Hey, it was one time! What do you expect of me, not to sneak around for some Victoria Sponge?" "You could have waited like everyone else, but lucky you... you're friends with me, and I stole it for you." Y/N grinned as she stopped to look at him. 

Harry was the only boy in the world of royalty that Y/N liked. He was different, just like her. He didn't care about the world as much as Thomas did, blindly following his father. Maybe it was because Thomas was the oldest son yet behaved like the youngest. Harry was more into science, the history of the world, or interested in the cultures of other countries that he would love to visit one day. Sam was the one who was more observant and calm, keeping to himself. That's what Y/N noticed.

He would sneak around the castle, just to cook or bake something in the middle of the night to give it the next day to the people in the streets who were yearning for it. It was Sam’s hidden secret that Y/N found out but gladly helped deliver the food that Sam made. If his father found out what Sam was doing, he would be in trouble, something that Y/N didn't want to put Sam through.

"Thanks to you, Archer. I mean, who wouldn’t want to be friends with you?" Harry grinned. "Your brother?" Y/N raised her brow. "Sam? That's nonsense. I thought you guys are friendly together, and Paddy likes you as well. Do I need to remind you how his face was when he saw you in archery?" Harry folded his arms, and Y/N chuckled. He looked handsome in his navy blue suit that matched his brown curls. "I am not talking about them; I am talking about your brother who stood me up on his, and may I repeat, his lesson." "Classic Thomas." 

"That's what I am thinking too.’’ ,,Maybe you should confront him, Y/N. I mean, how many times has he stood you up?" Harry asked with a calm yet disappointed voice. He didn't understand why Thomas behaved like that in front of Y/N. "I lost count a while ago. May I remind you that it was your father—the King's decision and kind request—that Thomas would take archery lessons?" "Yeah, to move his ass around and not sip champagne all day and put his face between brea-"

"Harry?!" Y/N's eyes widened in shock as she heard how Harry bragged about his older brother. "You shouldn't say such things about your brother. Maybe I am allowed to say that, but he is still your brother." Y/N glanced at Harry and noticed how his jaw was tensed and his fists were formed together.

"I don't like how he treats you, Y/N. You are my friend, and I really appreciate what your father does for our family. You take time to teach us archery, painting, and all that. You don't do it on purpose; you do it because it is your passion, and that's why I appreciate you as a person."

Y/N's eyes met his, and her heart warmed. She didn't hear it regularly—a praise or empathy over her ideals or interests. People judged her for that. She wasn't the stereotype, and that was something people hated. She was a beautiful girl who was intelligent and remarkable, even a people pleaser. But she wasn't the woman everyone wanted; that's what she thought. "Thank you, Harry." Her attention was snapped when she heard loud laughter from behind; Harry's eyes were fixed on the person lying on the couch, arms wrapped around two ladies covered in beauty and elegance.

His hand held a champagne glass, and he chuckled his charms out. Y/N stared at him, Thomas. Her heart was beating low, and her gaze was fixed on him. How can someone so handsome have such a low personality?

"Go talk to him. I'll look for my Victoria Sponge," Harry pushed Y/N's shoulders while she muttered his name. He walked away, leaving Y/N alone, so she walked over to him.

"Prince Thomas," Y/N said with a sour yet venomous voice, her stare fixed on his behavior. His hair was messed up, and his jacket was open; he looked disheveled, not properly put together. His glance hinted that he was tipsy from the champagne he held in his hand. His attention was on Y/N, his eyes wide. She looked different and beautiful in his eyes, as she always was, but now he saw her as ladylike, and his heart raced.

Thomas composed himself, sitting properly and speaking with a charming, bleary voice. „Y/N." 

"I waited hours for you."

"I don't recall inviting you for a dance," he chuckled, signaling the ladies to walk away, presumably to bring him more champagne. Y/N watched the ladies pass with observing glances that felt like daggers on her back. She rolled her eyes and turned away from Thomas and his childish words. As she walked away, he stood up and almost ran after her. "Y/N, wait!“ "Do you want to know what I honestly think of you?"

"What do you think?" Thomas walked after her, realizing every word she spoke was filled with honesty and stung like arrows. "I despise you.“

He laughed it off, as usual. "Why do you despise me? Just because I missed a lesson? Come on, that's nothing.“ "Because with every chance to be good, useful, and happy, you are faulty, lazy, and-" As Y/N listed his faults, her tones grew harsher and deeper. He chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh, this is interesting."

"Oh yes, very interesting. Selfish people do love to talk about themselves.“ "Oh, now I'm selfish? Do I need to remind you of who you ta-"

"Yes, you are very selfish." Y/N scoffed at Thomas's drunk and childish behavior, despite being the next king of England, not behaving like it. "With your money, talent, beauty, and health." Thomas interrupted her again, pinning his jacket together drunkenly. They didn't realize they were in the midst of people, solely focused on each other. "Oh, my beauty?" Thomas questioned.

"Ah, you like that, you old vanity. With all these good things to enjoy, you can find nothing to do but dawdle your way." Y/N finished her berating, but Thomas drunkenly placed his hand over hers. "I promise I'll be good for you, Archer Y/N. I'll come to your lessons now, Master!" He mocked his voice, making fun of her as usual.

"Aren't you ashamed of a hand like that, Prince Thomas?" Y/N spoke with a disgusted voice and glance.

"No, I'm not." He replied with a self-confident aura. "It looks like it's never done a day of work in its life." She pulled her hand harshly away and looked at him. "I don't understand why you react like that, little March, hmm?“ "To give you some words in your brain instead of that stupid champagne that you sip around and act like this occasion is for you.“ "Which certainly is.“ "It is from the king personally, which you aren't."

"I will be one day, and you will be under my rules," Thomas smirked. Y/N looked into his eyes and shook her head. "I feel really sorry for the people in London, having a king who behaves like a child and doesn't value the things around his life."

"You are just saying that because you're a girl who has nothing and is not loved by a man." Thomas chuckled, making Y/N frown in surprise and a little pain. "You are right, but I'd rather be respected for who I am, even if I couldn't be loved." She turned around and walked out from the crowd towards the exit of the ballroom.

♡

The next morning was calmness flying in dust around the castle, the ball was over and the guest were gone. Toms head ached from a dozen bubbly champagne glasses, and he felt his throat was swollen. He could barely open his eyes through the exhaustion, but he knew that any minute his butler would come in and suggest a fresh, warm breakfast. He got up from his king-sized bed, walked over to the shiny window, and looked at the scenery in front of him—the blooming garden of colorful flowers.

A knock on the door caught his attention, and as he turned around, he saw his butler walking inside. "Prince Thomas, you are awake?" "Yeah, I kind of woke up from the sunshine," he chuckled. "Indeed, it is a beautiful daylight. Nevertheless, your father proposed breakfast for you." "I'll be there in minutes," he nodded with a calm glance at his butler.

The breakfast was delicious, as always; that's what Thomas couldn't complain about. He looked around the room and noticed that his brothers weren't present. "Where are Sam, Harry, and Paddy?" Tom glanced at his father, who was reading with focus on the developments that James offered him. They were invitations to galas, conferences about other kingdoms, or updates on affairs in London. King Dominic looked up to his son, "Around the castle, engaged in their usual activities—something you should participate in, Thomas."

Tom rolled his eyes and mumbled between his sentences, "Do you have anything else to brag about, Father?" "Did you say something?" "No, sir. I'll get myself ready for my archery lesson." "Miss March is giving Paddy his art teachings. I don't think it's your turn for archery today, Thomas," his father pointed out sternly. Tom looked at him and nodded.

It wasn't like Tom despised his father; on the contrary, he loved him. Yet, sometimes, he felt like people expected too much of him. He knew he would be the future king of London, and he realized he often boasted about himself, showcasing only his best side. However, no one saw the real him—the genuine thoughts and feelings he drowned in champagne and partying.

Thomas made his way around the castle and reached the art room. His hand brushed the doorknob, and something paused inside his body. A sudden nervousness rushed through his bloodlines. Was it because of the small fight between him and Y/N? He remembered it vividly. He even knew exactly what he did after she walked out of the ballroom, and how his hands landed on the champagne bottles until his brothers took them away from him.

He felt ashamed of the words he said to her, truly. Now, the realization that she might never talk to him again made it even harder for him to confront his actions. Nevertheless, as he opened the door, expecting hell, he found himself in heaven.

His eyes met the random paintings on canvases, beautifully painted in soft colors. Paddy was sitting next to Y/N, who wore a casual dress that wasn't as tight as last night. Her hair was loosely open, not in a stern high braided bun. She felt like herself—authentic. That's what Tom thought as he observed her. 

Paddy turned his head around, locking eyes with Tom, and his smile brightened even more. "Look, brother! Y/N taught me how to draw our garden with the dozen of flowers!" Paddy was so proud and happy, something Tom couldn't relate to as he felt like a failure. "It looks great, Pads," Tom smiled calmly, but his smile dropped slightly when he noticed Y/N's stare. It was obvious—the "why are you still here" stare.

Y/N cleared her throat and placed her soft hand on Paddy's shoulder. "That was enough for today, Paddy. I hope you enjoyed the day as much as I did." "Yes, it was very delightful with you. I can't wait for our next session!" Paddy laughed with excitement, grabbing the canvas and rushing out of the room to show it to their father. Now, it was just Tom and her alone.

Y/N turned her back toward Tom, starting to clean the small atelier. "What are you doing here?" Her sentence was short and harsh, not soft and calm like before. Tom sighed and touched some stacked canvases with his fingers. "Y/N, I'm sorry for how I behaved." "Have you been drinking again? It doesn't suit you to apologize to an ordinary girl." She walked around the atelier, avoiding all around Tom. She placed the brushes and paintings away, mirroring the way she was avoiding her feelings.

"No, I'm not. I still have a headache from last night, so please don't be hard on me," Tom said as he looked at her. "Well, someone has to do it or not?" she stopped and looked at him. There was a small silence between them until Y/N continued to clean up, "I talked with your father. I won't give you any archery lessons anymore."

Tom's eyes widened. "What? Why?" „because I'm a failure," Y/N stated, avoiding the worried yet shocking glance of Tom. "Jo is in New York being a writer, and I am a failure." "Well, that's harsh to say when you are talented and have so much energy," Tom stated, and Y/N turned around to face him directly in the eyes.

"Talent isn't genius, Thomas. And no amount of energy can make it so. I want to be great, or nothing." Her voice felt flat and harsh for Y/N. She loved art and archery, two things that made her feel herself. Archery made her feel alive, like no one stood in her way. Art was someone she could talk to, a medium to express her thoughts and emotions. ,,I don’t see the point to do the things that aren’t archiving my hopes and dreams while being a women.’’ 

,,What makes you think that Women with dreams cant achieve things?’’ Thomas asked with curiosity. ,,You really ask me that?’’ Y/N frowned her eyebrows. ,,yeah I am asking you that. What women are allowed into the club of geniuses considering you are saying that talent isn’t genius?’’ Thomas walked to a chair and sit himself down on it, not breaking the intimate eye contact of Y/N. 

,,maybe the Brontes? I don’t know.’’ Y/N cleaned her fingers with a tissue. ,,Hm standing a point but who declares whose a genius?’’ ,,Men, I suppose.’’ ,,They’re cutting down the competition. If you may ask’’ ,,Look Thomas I don’t know why you want to have this complicated topic with me.’’

,,i just want to find a way to reasoning with you. I don’t understand why you view yourself like that, you are talen-„ ,,How does it matter anyway? Soon or later I will marry one day a man, who provides the money. One day I will let go of all the things I like because I need to be in the role of a mother.’’ Y/N looks at Thomas with a glance, a glance that Tom noticed how aching it is for her. She knew she said the truth but she didn’t want to acknowledge it. ,,But what is marriage if there is no love in it?’’ Tom looked at her, with eyes that were trapping her.

,,Well, I believe we have some power over who we love, it isn’t something that just happens to a person.’’ Y/N throws the tissue away ,,I think that poets and books disagree on that.’’ Tom stated with confidence and calmness. 

Y/N stared at him, he was just a man. He could say these things but he will never know how it is to be a woman. 

,,Well. I’m not a poet, I’m just a woman. Even though people don’t consider me as a woman, because I don’t fit in the picture of the societies eye, I am still a woman. And as a woman there is no way for me to make my own money or to earn a living or to support my family. Don’t get me wrong I am lucky to be under a warm house with clothes, because my father works his body out for the King, to give me that opportunity to live. Even if I had my own money, which I don’t, that money would belong to my husband the moment we got married. And If we had children they would be his, not mine. They would be his property. So don’t sit there and tell me that marriage isn’t an economic proposition, because it is. It may not be for you because you are the son of the King of London, but it most certainly is for me.’’ 

Her eyes felt sad, the words she said came out of her deepest heart and she hold her fingers together to reduce the nervous tendency. In her voice Tom felt the acceptance of her life, he could tell that these words that Y/N just told him were words that implanted to every woman that was breathing on earth. 

,,now if you excuse me, I have to go to the library’’ Y/N walked away from Thomas and took her small vest that was laid on her chair. She wrapped it around herself until Tom spoke with a light and calm voice. ,,the things I said yesterday night weren’t meant to be told, I am sorry about that. And I as well feel sorry for the way how you see yourself.’’ Y/N looked with a conflicted eye contact at Thomas but the sudden warm feeling that embraced the words of him on her made her feel calm. ,,I know this sounds hideous but would you allow me to follow you to the library?’’ 

,,you don’t need to sound so formale in front of me Thomas.’’ She chuckled softly.

,,then you don’t need to call me Thomas, it makes me feel old.’’ His face grimaced by the name.

,,so Tommy?’’ She raised her brow.

,,Tom would be alright’’

(its a very old AU that I wrote last December and man... I had to release it)

[itsss4t4n]

Who I write for /Rules

Masterlist

I'm new-ish to writing (i used to write fanfiction when i was like 13. i'm 19 now and write very rarely) but I really wanna do it again.

So this is a list of characters/fandoms I write for as well as some rules for asks. Some things may be missing from this list so if you dont see something on this list, feel free to ask. :))

Do add as much detail as you want to a request and please ALWAYS have at least some sort of prompt, as i'm really not good with coming up with storys on my own yet.

I WILL NOT DO SMUT SO DONT REQUEST IT! I might however do spicy stuff (Nothing more than making out or somewhat implied stuff tho).

My writing will be mostly pg 13 but please still be careful if the fic-warnings include sensitive topics, and i might repost some 18+ things so be careful when navigating my blog.

Please be nice and have manners when requesting.

Also please include what gender/pronouns you want the reader to have (i write for all genders). If its not included I will default it as gender neutral. :)))

I also write poly relationships and AUs.

Some things I will not write include: Pregnancy, toxic/yandere, student x teacher, love triangles.

(Also english isnt my first language, and even though, in my opinion, i speak it really well, if they are any mistakes, thats why.)

Heartbreak high

Harper Mclean

Quinni Ghallager-Jones

Darren Rivers

Spencer "Spider" White

Anthony "Ant" Vaughn

Malakai Mitchel

Sally face

Sal Fisher

Travis Phelps (male or gn readers)

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campbell

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Charly Weasley

Bill Weasley

Cedric Diggory

Olliver Wood

Draco Malfoy (+6th year only)

Theodore Nott (+6th year only)

Marauders

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Regulus Black

Evan Rosier

Barty Crouch jr

Pandora Rosier

Lilly Evans

Marlene Mckinnon

Hogwarts Legacy

Sebastian Sallow

Ominus Gaunt

Gareth Weasley

Poppy Sweetings

Imelda Reyes

Die drei fragezeichen / the three investigators

Bob Andrews

Peter Shaw

Justus Jonas

Skinny Norris

Twilight

Jasper Hale

Emmet Cullen

Carlisle Cullen

Esme Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Alice Cullen

Sam Uley

Paul Lahote

Charlie Swan

Leah Clearwater

Jacob Black

Pjo

Let me know if you want book or show

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Luke Castellan

Clarrisse La Rue

Selena Beauregard

Charles Beckendorf

Ethan Nakamura

Nico di Angelo (no romantic fem readers)

Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Will Solace

Travis Stoll

Connor Stoll

Hazel Levesque (no romantic)

Jason Grace

Leo Valdez

Piper Mclean

Magnus chase

Magnus Chase

Samirah al Abbas ( no romantic)

Alex Fierro

Blitzen

Hearthstone

Mallory Keen

TJ (Thomas Jefferson jr)

MCU (Avengers)

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Sam Wilson

Natasha Romanoff

Yelena Belova

Peter Parker (tom holland and andrew garfield)

MJ

Wanda Maximof

Piedro Maximof

Clint Barton

Scott Lang

Stephen Strange

Kate Bishop

MCU ( Guardians of the galaxy)

Peter Quill

Daredevil (Season 1)

Matt Murdock

Karen Page

James Wesley

X-men universe

Deadpool

Wolverine

Francis

Xavier

Mystic

Angel

Kurt

Venom

Eddie Brock

DC

Harley Quinn

Jason Todd

Dick Grayson (any version, young justice, robin, nightwing,etc.)

Wally West (youngJustice)

Artemis (young justice)

Roy Harper (young justice)

Disney Descendants

Mal

Evie

Carlos devil

Jay

Benjamin Beast

Chad Charming

Audrey Rose

Jane

Lonnie Fa

Uma

Harry Hook

Gil

Rise of red

James Hook

Hades

Bridget

Ella

Cloe

Red

Morgie

Kingsmen

Eggsy

Tiny Pretty things (Netflix)

Bette Whitlaw

Oren Lennox

Shane Madej (no romantic fem readers)

June Park

Jennifers Body

Jennifer Check

Colin Gray

Ever after high

all characters

Redacted Audios

(no x reader, just ships)

literally all characters

[jaegerisim]

BYLER X HARRY POTTER AU

aka, El spreading the “not all Slytherins are bad and not a Gryffindors are good’’ agenda bc she is totally not biased. I am totally biased bc Slytherin is my house and I’m a Slytherin through and through

My goal is to make this sooo gay and popular that it reaches JK Rowling and burns her mind and eyes.

Each chapter (post) will represent a year, so there’ll be 7 posts

If this ooc, I’m sorry. 🥲 I’m bad at Mike POVs and Will is gonna be pretty ���evil” during some chapters but you’ll see why

Mostly Mike POVs, might have one year that’s a Will POV

Headmaster: Martin Brenner

GRYFFINDORS:

Head of House: Jim Hopper (Defense Against The Dark Arts and Quidditch)

Head Boy and Prefect: Steve Harrington

Head Girl and Prefect: Nancy Wheeler

Students: Mike Wheeler and Lucas Sinclair

SLYTHERINS:

Head of House: Henry Creel (Potions)

Head Boy and Prefect: Billy Hargrove

Head Girl and Prefect: Robin Buckley

Students: Will Byers and Max Mayfield

HUFFLEPUFFS:

Head of House: Joyce Byers (Transfigurations)

Head Boy and Prefect: Jonathan Byers

Head Girl and Prefect: Chrissy Cunningham

Students: El Hopper

RAVENCLAWS:

Head of House: Murray Bauman (Divination)

Head Boy and Prefect: Fred Benson

Head Girl and Prefect: Barb Holland

Students: Dustin Henderson

OTHER PROFFESORS:

Dmitri Antonov (Charms)

Argyle (Herbology)

Romantic Relationships:

Will Byers/Mike Wheeler

Max Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair

El Hopper/Dustin Henderson

Steve Harrington/Jonathan Byers

Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler

Platonic Relationships:

Will Byers & Max Mayfield & Robin Buckley

Mike Wheeler & El Hopper

Mike Wheeler & Lucas Sinclair & Dustin Henderson

Mike Wheeler & Nancy Wheeler

El Hopper & Max Mayfield

1st Year

2nd Year

3rd year

4th Year

5th Year

6th Year

7th Year

[lnfours]

summer loving (nine) ⎸t.h

⌙ summary: your mom and tom’s mom grew up together, swearing that their kids would be life long friends. and it was true, the holland boys were a special part of your life. but on the annual trip to their beach house this summer, everything feels different. and that’s because it is.

⌙ au: based on the book and tv show ‘the summer i turned pretty’ by jenny han. childhood friends to lovers

⌙ wc: 1.8k

⌙ warnings: fluff, language, a little bit of smut?? idrk. and he who shall not be named is back 

⌙ pairing: tom holland x fem!reader

masterlist ⎸ chapter eight  ⎸ chapter ten ⎸ listen

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to say that the airport was crowded would be an understatement. there were people walking in all directions, trying to get to the baggage claim to see their families. you had somehow found yourself in the middle of the airport in london 3 days before christmas. wasn’t the smartest move on your part, but you missed tom. you didn’t want to wait the couple more months until he’s in the states for filming. 

plus, harry had mentioned that all tom was talking about was how much he missed you. so the two of you had planned the surprise visit, and now here you were. in a city you’d never been to before, standing in the middle of the airport, feeling so out of place. 

your phone rang from your pocket. you stepped to the side, pulling it out to see harry’s contact pop up. you slid over the answer button before pressing the phone to your ear.

“hello?”

“hey, we’re here,” he said, hearing haz and tuwaine make commotion in the background, “are you outside yet?”

“no, not yet,” you sighed, “it’s packed in here.”

he chuckled, “yeah, something about christmas coming up, maybe? dunno.”

you rolled your eyes at his sarcasm, chuckling softly, “you’re at terminal b, right?”

“yeah, we’re right by the doors. tuwaine almost pushed an old lady out of the way to get this spot, but we managed.”

“she was just standing there like a div!”

you laughed, reading the sign above your head as you made a right down the hallway towards baggage claim, “okay, i’ll see you guys in a few.”

“sounds good.”

you hung up and shoved your phone back in your pocket. you weaved your way through the crowds and after a little bit of pushing, you managed to find the boys. you smiled and sighed out of relief when you hugged harry.

“this is a fucking nightmare, please get me out of here.”

he laughed, “sure thing.” 

you loaded your things into the car and hopped in the backseat next to tuwaine who pulled you into his side.

“my favorite girl is here!” you laughed as you hugged him back.

“it’s been so long,” you said, “it’s a bummer the two of you didn’t get a chance to come to the beach house this summer.”

after a little more catching up, the three of you finally pulled up to tom’s house. you unloaded your things from the car as haz went into the house to make sure tom was ready to be surprised. you followed tuwaine and harry into the house, hearing tom’s laugh.

“what the hell is going on?”

“tom just put on the blindfold.”

“i’m not sure i want to.”

“oh, you want to.”

the boys nodded towards you, letting you know you could enter the room. tom was sitting on the couch, blindfold on as he asked a million questions. 

he hated surprises.

you smiled as he complained again, “what the hell is going on?”

you stood in front of tom where he was sitting and smiled to harry, nodding at him to tell tom to take the blindfold off. 

“alright, you can take the blindfold off, tom.”

he tugged at the material until it was off his head, throwing it beside him. he adjusted his eyes before they landed on you standing in front of him. you watched as his eyes shifted from you to all the guys in the room. 

“shut the fuck up. is this real life?”

you laughed, “god, i hope so after that 7 hour flight.”

he sprung up from his seat and hugged you tight. you laughed as he lifted you off the ground, smiling as your arms tightened around his neck. he buried his face into your hair, taking in the smell of your shampoo and perfume. 

“you’re really here.”

“i am.”

he placed you back on your feet, smiling as he looked around at his friends and back at you, “you fuckers pulled this off, didn’t you?”

haz and tuwaine threw their hands up in fake surrender, “it was all harry and y/n’s idea.”

he smiled at his brother and back at you, pulling you back into a hug. you giggled, the smell of his cologne filling your nostrils for the first time after 4 months of not being able to see him. 

after the reunion, he grabbed your things and led you throughout the house, giving you a little tour so you’d feel more at home during your week long stay. he led you up the stairs, showing you to his room. 

“wanna do something later? go out into the town? i’ll take you to my favorite pub, pretty sure there’s a trivia tonight.”

you smiled, nodding as you wrapped your arms around his neck, “sounds perfect.”

he smiled back down at you, your fingers tangling in the curls at the nape of his neck. the feeling of being with him, the feeling of at home, washing over you. 

“i missed you.” he said, his voice softer due to the proximity.

“i know.”

he fake scoffed, “no ‘i missed you too’?”

you giggled, leaning up so your lips brushed over his, “i was thinking i could show you just how much i missed you.”

his lips turned into a smirk as he pulled your body closer, leaving no gaps in between. 

“yeah?”

you nodded, “mhm.”

he leaned in closer, his lips closing the space as he kissed you sweetly. you kissed him back, his hands falling to your waist as he gripped tightly, walking the two of you over to his bed. his knees hit the edge of the bed and he pulled you on top of him as he sat down on the mattress. your legs straddling his hips as he cupped your cheek into his hand, deepening the kiss.

your hands found the hem of his t-shirt, your fingers dancing along the skin of his abdomen before he pulled away to tug the material over his head, tossing it somewhere on the floor. you didn’t hesitate to do the same thing, pulling the hoodie over your head. he adjusted his body so he was fully on the bed now, his head resting on the pillows as you climbed on top of him again. he smiled, moving your hair out of your face as you leaned down and peppered his jaw with kisses.

“i love you.”

you smiled down at him, “i love you, too.”

you leaned down to kiss him again, however you were interrupted by the knock at his bedroom door, harry’s voice following af†er. 

“we’re leaving for the pub at five!”

you looked down at tom as he looked at his watch, rolling his eyes softly, “okay.”

“what time is it?” you asked, harry’s footsteps fading away as he walked down the hallway, the sound of his door closing echoing off the walls.

he smiled softly at you before switching your positions so now he was on top of you and you were the one with your head on the pillows, “three.”

you smiled softly, hooking your arms around his neck as he leaned back down towards your lips, “better make it quick, holland. i need time to get ready so i can impress all your friends.”

he chuckled softly, “darling, you could show up in sweatpants and a t-shirt and still impress everyone.”

you smiled softly, “damn, i guess that red dress you like so much will just stay in my suitcase.”

his eyes widened softly as you maintained the smile you were sending back up at him, “that’s what i thought.”

                                ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

you walked into the pub with the boys, tom’s arm draped loosely around your waist. you watched as tom greeted his friends, smiling as he stepped back to introduce you. 

“this is y/n, my girlfriend.” 

“oh, so you’re the girl from the summer house? he doesn’t shut up about you.” the one with black, fluffy hair had said as you slid in next to tom in the booth, chuckling as tom playfully smacked the boy’s arm.

“yeah, that would be me.”

“your mom is nikki’s best friend, right?” the blonde girl had asked. you nodded, fiddling with your fingers under the table. tom was quick to notice your nervous fidgeting, placing his hand on yours to reassure you that everything was okay. 

pretty soon, the trivia had begun and you helped the table answer the questions. after your fourth time getting something right, they had claimed that they should kick tom out and put you in instead. 

and because of your contributions, you helped them win the trivia night for this week. everyone celebrated by going up to the bar and getting drinks, but you and tom hung back at the booth. 

you smiled, watching haz talk to the blonde girl from before, “he likes her, doesn’t he?”

tom nodded, putting his beer down on the table, “yeah, has since we were in primary.”

you looked over at the brunette, “what’s stopping him from asking her out?”

he shrugged, “beats me. we’ve all been telling him to do it for years. i think whenever theres a chance, their either in relationships with other people, or there’s just not enough time.”

you nodded, looking back at haz and the blonde girl as she laughed at him, placing her hand on his as he stood with her at the bar, “kinda like us. we were either with other people or we were too scared to tell the other how we actually felt.”

“yeah, but i eventually pulled my head out of my arse.”

you laughed softly, “indeed you did. it was about time.”

he rolled his eyes playfully, “yeah, yeah, whatever.”

you both laughed, leaning your head on his shoulder. you loved everything about this moment, loved everything about london and the atmosphere. you felt like you were at home even though it was a city you weren’t too familiar with. 

you felt at home because tom was here.

your thought process was interrupted when your phone started ringing on the table, kat’s contact picture lighting up your phone. you grabbed your phone and answered.

“hello?”

“did you see it?” she asked, her voice frantic.

your eyebrows pulled together, “see what?”

“you seriously haven’t seen it?”

you sat up now, noticing kat’s serious tone, “see what, kat?”

she sighed, the echo of her nails tapping on her phone screen filling your ears. you felt your phone buzz in your hand, pulling it away and clicking on the messages notification from her. you clicked on the screenshot, your eyes widening quickly. 

“kat, what the fuck is this?”

shawnmendes added to their instagram story.

you were staring blankly at the screenshot. a picture of you on the beach with a smile on your face, a picture you knew shawn had taken during one of your beach dates. 

missing summer with you! <3 @/y/ny/l/n

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What I think their fanfiction preferences are. Descendants edition.

Ben strike me as the type who reads ultra smutty out there fanfiction (mostly to do with dragons and self inserts) while I think Mal’s more into the fluffy coffee shop au’s.

Evie likes grand romantic fanfiction with a bit of smut involved. Doug prefers Lord of the Rings fix it fics focusing on world building and Arwen and Aragorn.

Jane likes to read self insert fics about Tom Holland spiderman. Angst, smut, fluff. She’ll read them all. Carlos prefers teen titans and young justice fanfiction.

Jay is heavily into wincest whump and smut. Gil sticks to kimron fanfiction. He thinks reading fanfiction of live action characters is rude to the actors.

Uma reads Hawkeye self insert smut. She has a thing for Jeremy Renner. Harry, however, cannot read. So Uma reads to him.

Audrey’s a diehard heller and gets in wars in the comments. Chad likes self insert fanfiction of Marty Stu’s rescuing heroines and sleeping with them afterwards.

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thank you @nyamadermont for the tag!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 199. I don’t know what the 200th will be yet 😅

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 1,836,320. That’s a whole lot of characters kissing.

3. What fandoms do you write for? My most common ones are Avatar: The Last Airbender and Avatar: Legend of Korra, but I’ve also written fics for The 100, Six of Crows, Law & Order: SVU, Spiderman (Tom Holland), Harry Potter, MCU, The Last of Us, Soul Eater, Spy x Family, Stranger Things, and Twilight.

Honestly though I haven’t been writing much fanfic. I’ve shifted what focus I have for writing to poetry and original fiction.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1. The Proposal — a Zutara AU based on the 2009 Sandra Bullock & Ryan Reynolds movie of the same name.

2. An Unlikely Alliance — a Zutara season 2 divergence fic where they find themselves traveling together

3. Your Number 1 Fan — a NSFW Zutara AU where Katara is a cam girl and Zuko is a subscriber

4. Perks of Being Your Neighbor — a Zutara modern AU with fluffy good “neighbors” tropes as well as big brother Zuko to an orphaned Kiyi.

5. Play with Fire — yet another Zutara modern AU. This time, they’re in college. Slowburn, tons of pining.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try to! Comments are a writer’s lifeblood. The only time I usually don’t is if the comment is rude or demanding of an update.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

That would hands down be The Conduit, if only because I left it on one hell of a cliffhanger and then never wrote the sequel.

My bad yo

Second angstiest (sort of?) would be The Ghost of You (iykyk)

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I like happy endings, so I feel like most of my fics have one. I’d say, for the level of pining and enemies-to-lovers aspect, The Proposal probably takes that cake.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Can’t get hate if you write rare pairs or rarely post

But yes, I used to. It actually drove me away from posting on ffn, and also drove me away from the Zutara fandom for a long time (and even still, I’ve never really come back).

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Oh yes, oh yes I have. And I write everything from soft vanilla first time sex to dirty kinky hot sex. Fully depends on my mood.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I don’t write them much, but the crackiest one was definitely the drabble I wrote throwing Rocket from Guardians of the Galaxy, Joel from The Last of Us, and Kaz Brekker from Six of Crows into an elevator together.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I think I’ve had a few requests for permission to translate, but I’m not sure if anything was ever actually translated.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I co-wrote with @idklolwot!

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Oofers, what a loaded question. All time favorite? Like I have to pick one?? Impossible.

It’s a tie between Irosami and Zutara.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Oof, at this point like all of them 💀 at least as fanfic. I’m considering taking some and turning them into original fiction.

16. What are your writing strengths?

People seem to like the character interactions I write as well as how i describe settings and the character’s inner monologues.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I definitely find the climax/conclusion to be the hardest. Maybe that’s why I never finish fics.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

If I spoke other languages fluently, I think I’d give it a try. But I don’t, so I won’t.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

First fandom I wrote and posted for was Avatar: The Last Airbender. But I recently unlocked memories of writing super cringe Twilight fanfic in middle school that never saw the light of day.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

This answer changes often. There are so many fics I love for different reasons (The Conduit is some of my most creative work, The Fire and the Flood is some of my best writing, The Proposal is actually finished…) but as of right now, it’s The Fire and the Flood. Maybe because I’m rereading it and falling in love with it again.

Tagging some of my favorite writer folks. If you’ve already been tagged, feel free to ignore 🤣

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okay, new fanfic idea, which I would usually just put in a google doc straight away but i want to talk here first for some reason

no way home, except the whole spider-team/WEBS gang, post season 3 of msm 2017, also ends up in tom holland spiderman's dimension.

i think it would be great, honestly. michelle and anya would get along fantastically, and miles would love ned. obviously andrew peter would get a little misty seeing gwen, and both peter 1 and 2 would take a second to realize that msm peter's harry is also harry osborn.

anyway, the most important part of this is that, with the whole team, they now have more collective scientific expertise, with gwen being great with code, anya with biotech/bioengineering expertise, miles with his robotics, and harry and the peters with other tech. also more spider hands on deck

bonus points if they call msm peter Peter B

i might write this. maybe its an au where the msm team show up instead of the other live action spidermen. call it Across the 2nd Spider-Dimension, as a pun on the pnf movie

[transguygardner]

Into the GuyLoboVerse: Day 20

Earth 247: Metal Elysium

GUY GARDNER - A man with a bowl cut in a navy, yellow, and white color blocked letterman jacket is searching the room with his eyes. It seems he is looking for someone -- you. As you approach, he looks you up and down and extends his hand in greeting. PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Medium: Success] - On the sleeve of his letterman jacket -- as well as on its back -- are the same enigmatic green rectangles as on your blazer. YOU - Shake his hand. GUY GARDNER - "Hello, I'm Guy Gardner." His grip is firm. "Lieutenant Precinct 2814. You must be from the 3500th..." You realize he is waiting for your name. 1. - "I don't really know my name." 2. - [Conceptualization - Medium 11] Invent a name for yourself. 3. - Say nothing.

Author's Notes:

Ok so this is a bit of a fake fan moment for me (I still haven't played Disco Elysium all the way through. I've played it very little unfortunately). HOWEVER, I know in my heart that it would be fun to do the dynamic of a man giving a broken man the room to pull himself together with Guy and Lobo. It's spiritually connected to the Nice Guys AU (Earth 156) in that Harry du Bois and Holland March are similar (substance issues, 70s, divorced and broken about it) though Harry is much further gone than March. So it is Lobo's turn to play the broken detective.

The text above is a slightly edited version of the scene where Harry meets Kim. I wish I could do more to write in the style of the game but as I said I have not played enough of the game to have the voice there captured. One day though...

Since Kim's iconic jacket is supposed to be modeled after the air brigades in the revolution, I modeled Guy's off of General Glory. With Lobo I switched out Harry's disco look with the most professional wardrobe I could find for Judas Priest (Heavy Metal band with a gay lead singer) in the 70s and 80s.

I know that part of Harry's substance abuse stems from trying to control his chronic pain which is something that slots in nicely with my own headcanon that Lobo's consistent and excessive drinking is to dull his own overactive senses so that he can focus at all. (An insert in Lobo: The Last Czarnian describes his tracking abilities as being able to sense and follow individual auras which would make any populated area extremely overwhelming).

I haven't done much with this one yet because I'm waiting until I have time to play the game more. But it rolls around in my head.

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SOCIAL MEDIA AU REC

on going

<a/n>i somewhat explain why there's alot in my pin post

Pedro pascal

timothee chalamet

harry style

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marc spector

peter parker

bruce wayne

damian wayne

pedro pascal

@be4rchived - I'm an icon

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timothee chalamet

@garfinkelstingle - fc : blanca soler

- fc : maude apatow

@julietsick - fc : olivia rodrigo

@txchlmet - fc : madison beer

@solongdarlingg - fc : gracie abrams

- fc : nailea devora

@rues-daya - ___ (actress!reader)

@timmymyluv - fc : romee strijd

@garfinkelstingle - fc: taylor hill

@uhholiveish - fc : maddy cline

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harry styles

@satanhalsey - it's good to be back pt.2

@lovecanyon - stevie nicks daughter

- ___ (chef!y/n)

- ___ (dad!harry)

@whitemancumslut - fc : gracie abrams

@harrysfolklore - fc : quintessa swindell

@keepdrivingrry - small artist

——————— CHARACTERS ————————

marc spector

@lunathebee - jewelry

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peter parker

@magewritesstories - your ig while living in the tom holland! spiderman universe

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bruce wayne

@toastedkiwi - billionaire bruce wayne tweeting

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damian wayne

@thesuperiorrobin - your Instagram ft. damian