#miles x tristan

[milesmolasses]

braid my hair f’ me (miles morales x blk!reader)

— the thoughts have been thunken. I thunked the thoughts

— made em real cute for y’all

— ⚠️: cursing, reader n miles being silly goof balls

the night was peaceful, with sounds of the city blaring outside of your open windows. you found yourself turning to your boyfriend to tell him all the gossip happening within your school, and he was actively listening and engaging with you in conversation. you showed him pictures on instagram of the people you were talking about so he could keep up with names and visuals, and it wasn’t until near the end of your gossiping when you realized miles stopped responding.

it looked like he’d zoned out completely, just looking in front of him with his eyebrows furrowed.

"baby?" you asked, snapping your fingers in his face.

like a wake up call, his head bobbed up to look at you with wide eyes. "hmm?"

"are you ok, think I lost you for a sec," you snorted. miles contorted his face as he shook his head stuttering.

"it’s nothin' I jus- I mean- you think- ugh," miles groaned as his head flew back.

"it’s ok take your time," you teased with a small giggle. if miles was struggling to tell you something this hard, it was probably extremely embarrassing or he did something. you’d hoped it was the latter.

he sighed as he mumbled with his head hung low, "that guy— Tristan— you think his braids would look good on me?"

you looked at him with unbelievably wide eyes and a look on your face that screamed "you’re joking." and it was in that moment you realized; oh my god, miles morales wants to get his hair done.

"y’know, I thought this day would never come," you mumbled looking at the ceiling.

you heard him suck his teeth and you looked back at him to see his back turned looking away from you bashfully. miles had never been bashful before.

it was then when you began to giggle uncontrollably. you leaned into your bed frame from where you were on the floor, and you just couldn’t contain your fit of laughter. once he thought the laughter had settled down, he asked, "yeah y-you done now?"

this only set you into another short-lived fit of laughter. you were laughing so hard and so loud, that miles swore your parents could hear you from downstairs.

soon enough, you were panting and coming down from your high only to face an unamused miles with his back facing you. you crawled over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist from behind.

"you know… I can braid your hair," you chirped. he looked back to see the side your face smooshed into his back with a grin.

after a beat of silence, you heard a soft "hm" from miles.

"that’s not a no," you said as you poked his shoulder. he thought about it for a second, whether or not it was a good idea to let you do this.

for the few months you guys have been dating he wouldn’t let you touch his head, claiming to be tender headed and that the only person allowed to braid his hair was his mother. he said that she had “the touch,” whatever that meant.

"she’s just the only person who’s soft on my head!"

"miles have you ever even gone to anyone besides your mom?" you asked in disbelief.

"…no"

since then, you’ve let it go after much teasing and humiliation towards your boyfriend.

"imma just ask my mom if she’ll braid it—"

"milesss c’monnnn! I swear i’ll get you looking right and I won’t grip too hard. please?" you pleaded. you hooked your finger under his chin to guide his eyes to your pleading one’s. for a second he looked unamused, but then you swore you saw his lip twitch upward.

"ok, fine. I will allow you to braid my hair just this once." baffled were you at this sentence as you pulled away from him.

"ALLOW ME?! baby say it with your chest, you know damn well you WANT me to braid your head," you sassed.

he chucked, "actin’ like you ain’t just beg me to let you braid my hair-"

"ahhhhh that never happened! I am erasing your memory, that never happened. you WANT me to braid your hair," you quickly said as you rubbed his scalp imitating mind control.

miles laughed as he grabbed your hands as he led you to the bathroom with him.

after making miles sit in a chair for 15 minutes under your sink, and running shampoos and conditioners throughout his scalp, it was time to blow dry.

you sat him down in your bedroom near your dresser with all the supplies laid on the table.

miles shifted uncomfortably in his chair and he kept looking back at you plugging in the dryer with worry in his eyes.

"miles, the blow dryer will not blow you away. you have nothing to worry about," your voice dragged. you watched in amusement as he dragged his hand down his face and a deep sigh came from his mouth.

not turning the dryer on just yet, you got to work on parting his hair into fourths, clipping back sections as you went on. finally, it was time for poor miles to face his biggest fear; the blow dryer.

he heard the whirlwind sound as soon as you flipped the switch. he winced once he felt the warm air coming to his scalp, "WAIT!"

"lord have mercy," you said over the blow dryer. you turned it off completely. "what is it miles?"

"w-what about heat protectant?" he stuttered as he puffed out his chest. you sucked your teeth as you walked to your bathroom to find heat protectant. you could hear miles’ soft sigh as you left the room.

walking back with the spray, you sprayed miles head as you told him, "you know the faster we blow dry, the faster all of this will be over right?"

"alright, alright-" he threw his hands up in defense and tilted his head. "-simplemente no tires demasiado fuerte por favor."

you squinted your eyes in thought as you tried to translate in your head, and after a second you understood.

"you have nothing to worry about, I got most of the tangles out of your hair when washing. this should go smoothly."

and smoothly it did… except for the fact that miles couldn’t stop bobbing his head all over the place. you kept having to grab his head to keep it upright with the blow dryer. "miles keep still, jesus!"

"what d’you think i’m tryna do?"

once blow drying was over, you turned miles head up to face you looking down at him from his sitting position. "that wasn’t so bad now was it?"

"hmm nooo," he groaned. you bent down to meet his lips for a small kiss, thanking him for his (very difficult) cooperation.

taking his hair out of all the clips, you got to parting six equal sections of hair to braid. as you parted you made sure to add zig-zag patterns with your comb, just to give his braids a little flavor. as you clipped off the sectioned parts of his hair to start braiding you checked to see if miles was okay to start

"you ready baby?" he said nothing.

"miles?" you asked again. when you heard no response, you walked over to check on him. what you saw was truly a sight to behold—

there was miles, shut eyed and breathing slowed with his mouth slightly opened. "I made him fall asleep," you thought to yourself. quickly, you stumbled over to your bed and found your phone. snapping a picture of him in this state, you giggled as you went to instagram to edit in a pink heart next to him and save it at your new lock screen.

swiftly placing your phone on the dresser along with all your hair supplies, we went back to doing his hair. you opened up some hair grease and gel as you went to work.

"miles," you shook him awake. "miles, baby wake up."

stirring out of the deep slumber you put him in, he stretched his long limbs as he looked around for a second confused.

"finished?" he asked groggily. you noticed his voice was scratchy and deep, still laced with sleep. you turned him around in his chair for him to come face to face with your dresser mirror.

his eyebrows furrowed and his lips formed to make a small "o" shape as he looked at himself in the mirror.

running his hands across the top of his head he exclaimed, “damn mami.”

"eek-! you like them?" you smiled as you bent over his chair to wrap your arms around his neck.

"of course I do, these are clean," he answered. he turned his head to face your cheek as he kissed you.

"ouu lemme take a picture," you said. you grabbed your phone from off the dresser. you unlocked the phone, but before you could open the camera app, miles caught a glimpse of your lock screen.

"um-! when the hell did you take that??"

— i am an avid user of the pink heart emoji

— 🩷

— took me a while to decide whether or not I wanted this to be an e42 or e1610 miles fic 😞

— tbh it could easily be both

— @laylasbunbunny @ulovejayy @all444miles @nagi3seastorm

[venuscxre]

CUPID’S CHOKEHOLD .ᐟ

summary ; lancelot x cupid!reader headcannons.

request ; “ hii, i was wondering if you could do lancelot x cupid! reader headcanons? she was like adopted by meliodas and elizabeth when she was an infant and stuff so shes like a holy knight (or one of four, which makes five) she is like the knight of hatred/love if you get what i mean??? idk if this makes any sense but its my first request as you can tell. it would a lot if you could do this since its been on my mind. however, no rush and just taker caree. ” — anon

pairing ; lancelot / black fem cupid!reader

tags ; fluff, mutual pining, the reader is a bit of an airhead, elizabeth and meliodas are her adoptive parents.

notes ; dinner is served!

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lancelot with a cupid!reader who he always found quite… odd while growing up, choosing to steer clear of her during their childhood.

growing up into their teenage years, he found her less of a weirdo and more of an airhead. he found that she’d often space out, thinking of who knows what and always stood the risk of getting herself hurt because of it.

with her clumsiness and the knack she has for spacing out in the worst situations, lancelot just accepted his fate and decided to have an eye out on her, tailing her from behind at a good distance without her knowing to avoid her getting herself hurt or into trouble.

he’d watch in amusement whenever she’d help someone with relationship problems or even help budding relationships bloom. her passion for helping people find their other halves or help a relationship flourish is something he found slightly intrusive but didn’t say anything about it. at the end of the day, she was helping people and they seemed happy, so just kept his mouth shut about his opinions.

soon enough, the liones siblings and lancelot slowly hung out less and less as they all became increasingly busy with their training as knights of the prophecy.

when lancelot and tristan were assigned to go find the last two knights of the apocalypse, she secretly tagged along with lancelot, although the fairy was already aware of her presence; he could hear her thoughts from a mile away.

despite his original weariness of her, lancelot didn’t seem to mind having her around as much as he thought he would. she turned out to be really good company; he hated to admit it, but she was funny, he almost tried to persuade her into becoming a comedian rather than continuing on as a knight.

when they eventually managed to find cute lil’ percival, it was like she had cloned herself and split her brain cell, because those two were birds of a feather; optimistic and stupid as fuck. but they were cuties so he’d give them a pass.

during their time together, lancelot, albeit reluctant to come to terms with it, found that she was starting to grow on him. he’d find himself always listening to whatever thing she was rambling on about, making sure she’s alright during or after a battle with chaos knights, and making sure that she doesn’t walk into another tree like she did last time. he also found himself becoming a little more protective of her than usual. he knows that she can protect herself, but seeing her hurt kind of angers him in a way; a way that he can’t describe.

as someone who deals with love and everything in the sense of the word, the cupid!reader already knows the telltale signs of a crush, no matter what type of person they might be. she couldn’t help but feel giddy when she noticed some of the signs in lancelot’s recent behaviour towards her; having liked him for the longest time.

by the time they and the percival platoon reached liones, there was a significant change in the relationship between lancelot and the cupid!reader; the both of them being easily mistaken as lovers. this change in their relationship didn’t go unnoticed by the rest of the royal family or the tristan platoon. and at the realization that something might be going on between the two, a spark of protectiveness was lit within the king and prince.

during the showdown with arthur pendragon, she had sustained some serious damage whilst trying to evacuate the citizens, which further fueled lancelot’s hostility towards the king of chaos.

after getting healed and put on bed rest, lancelot made sure to stick by her side, not wanting to take his eyes off her for a minute. it was bad enough that percy had lost slight control when he and the rest of the platoon almost got taken out by isolde and co. he still needs to get back at that bastard chion for all the ruckus he’d caused.

“you know that i’m perfectly fine now, right? you don’t need to follow me around like this, lance.”

while you don’t mind the attention you’re getting from lancelot, it is getting increasingly hard to mask how flustered you're becoming. you wish that he could tone it down just a bit so that your heart doesn’t burst out of your chest.

“i’m not taking any more chances with you. you’re always getting hurt in one way or another, you damn klutz,” he grumbled, lightly flicking your forehead and snickering when your lips curl into a pout.

“hey! that’s mean—“

“watch it!” lancelot’s arm shoots out to grab your waist, pulling you into his side to prevent you from walking straight into one of the cracks in the middle of the road, curtsey of arthur’s attack earlier. he raises an eyebrow, looking down at you with a ‘see what i mean?’ expression.

“you should pay better attention to your surroundings, princess. i’m not always going to be by your side to protect you,” he gives your waist a light squeeze, not letting go.

“yeah, yeah..” you mumble, trying to suppress your thoughts that had begun to run laps in your head from how close he was.

lancelot chuckled slightly as you tried (and failed) to hide your thoughts from him; one of them did pique his interest, however. “you think i smell nice, princess?”

you feel yourself die inside a little as your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. damn it, damn it, damn it.

at your embarrassment, he lets out a louder laugh. “you never fail to amuse me, princess. but i must say, thank you for the compliment.”

“quit it. you’re being a jerk, lance...”

“you know you love me, princess. i know you do,” he presses a kiss to your cheek. you pause, your body going rigid as you try to process what he’d just done.

“did... did you just...” you stammer, unable to finish your sentence as your brain short circuits.

“kiss you? yeah, i did. you want another one?” he teased, leaning down so that your faces are inches away from each other.

“i—i..”

“your call, princess. i won’t kiss you unless you tell me to,” he murmured.

unable to form proper words, you nod. lancelot contemplates on teasing you some more, but decides against it for now. he presses a gentle kiss to your lips, his hand caressing your waist as he does. you kiss for a few seconds before pulling away from each other, both of you a little red faced.

“c’mon, let’s go see percy and the others.”

[utterlyotterlyx]

10:35

Ruhn Danaan x Fem!Reader

Summary - After throwing his weight around, Ruhn comes to you to apologise, but you have other plans.

Warnings - swearing, mentions of s*x, Ruhn being fed up with your crap but loving you anyway, angst, fluff

Gods.

Gods were you annoying. You pushed his buttons daily, teetering on the edge of driving him to madness before pulling him back with passionate kisses.

Gods did he hate you sometimes, but he loved you more than anything, more than anyone.

Especially when you were prancing about his place wearing nothing but a thong and one his shirts that barely fell past your ass cheeks. Usually Ruhn was delighted to come home to you, you'd usually be sat with Tristan watching Sunball and enjoying a few beers; he'd come up behind you and bury his head into the crook of your neck and inhale your scent before kissing your shoulder and jumping over the edge to settle in beside you.

He knew it was coming, your bold defiance, and he knew there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Ruhn looked at his phone, frowning at your text exchange and wondering how it had gotten so heated. He had told you off, scolded you like a child for partying too hard with Bryce and neglecting your responsibilities. Ruhn knew better.

Everyone was allowed to let loose, to enjoy their shitty lives, Ruhn knew that better than anyone.

You hated being told what to do, it had taken so long for Ruhn to break that cycle in you, to idly agree to everything even if you didn't want to. Breaking that cycle had turned you strong and independent, you promised yourself that you'd never be controlled again. In public at least.

He hadn't meant it, he hadn't meant to belittle you and reprimand you, he certainly didn't mean to throw his title in your face and make you feel like you were worth less than he was. It had just gotten heated, and he hoped he could fix it before you truly believed that he felt that way.

So, when he entered the home that he shared with Tristan and Declan, and you, ready to apologise and fuck you so good that the exchange became a hazed memory, the last thing he ever thought he'd see was you dressed in the things you knew made him weak, sat beside Tristan in a glazed state with potent smoke curling around your mouth as you exhaled a grey cloud of mirthroot into the air.

The smile on you face was lazy, laced with complete relaxation, soft low giggles emitted from your lips, your lids were slightly squinted and your cheeks were swollen from past tears, flushed and tinged.

A bowl of popcorn was wedged in the space between you and Tristan, which was a good thing, because if it wasn't there Ruhn would have grabbed Tristan by the scruff of his neck and beat him into oblivion. The tv was set to a comfortable volume, Fangs and Bangs clear on the display, and the light illuminated your face, the small whisps of hair that had fallen from your messily thrown together updo, and the sports logo plastered to the front of that shirt.

Tristan noticed him first, that hazed giddiness that Ruhn knew all too well clear on his face, "Look who's here. It's none other than the Crown Prince of the Valbaran Fae himself," Tristan drawled and you turned slowly, your senses dimmed and mind moving at five miles an hour.

Your expression was blank as you looked at him, scanned his ripped black jeans and black shirt, his hair was tied back with two thick slices framing his face, he tongued the piercing in his lip, and his stare would have made you feel uncomfortable if you weren't already on another planet entirely.

"Fangs and Bangs? Didn't realise you were into this crap, Tristan," Ruhn took a step toward you, hissing at himself when you abruptly turned back to face the tv, taking a handful of popcorn and shoving it in your mouth.

Tristan inhaled the mirthroot deeply, a cough catching in his chest before the smoke cloud spurted from his mouth, he wafted the smoke away from his face and Ruhn watched it rise to the heavens, "I didn't put this shit on. This is all, Y/N."

"Give me that," you held you hand out to him, Tristan delicately placed your shared pleasure between your fingers, "I'll have you know that Fangs and Bangs is perfect for high-time television," you blew a smoke cloud at Tristan's face and smirked, lying back into the comfort of the sofa, not caring where Ruhn went next.

You were furious with him. How dare he take a swipe at you for going out, and with Bryce of all people, when he spent many hours away from you partying through the night. How dare he talk about responsibility and throw his name around to grasp some form of submission from you.

The cushions shifted under a new weight, you were determined not to look at him, to not give in, but as soon as those calloused fingers found your thigh and squeezed, you were weak. Like putty in his hands.

"Sweetheart," he cooed to you, dragging his fingers up and down your bare thigh, making you regret wearing so little as his fingertips left speckles of fire hissing on your skin. "Please look at me," his voice was low and husky, he didn't want Tristan to hear his whispering pleads to you or forever be teased.

Shrugging his touch off of you, involuntarily shuddering at vacant spot where his hand lay only moments before, you felt your phone vibrate, the screen lighting up with Bryce's name.

"What's up?" Ruhn tensed, of course Bryce would swoop in and interrupt his shit attempts to apologise to you, "Yeah, he's here. I don't know. What? Now?" Ruhn faintly heard his sisters voice chattering away through the device, he noticed your frown turn into mischievous delight, "What a great idea, Bryce. Exactly what I need, I'll see you soon. Love you."

You put the phone down and sighed, "Out again?"

Smirking, you jumped up from the sofa and walked around the edge of the sofa where a bewildered Ruhn was staring up at you, "Yep. White Raven. Bryce is coming to pick me up so I better get ready."

Without another word, you sauntered from the room, leaving Ruhn with his angry swirling thoughts. Tristan whistled, pulling Ruhn's attention from the doorway you had just strutted out from, "This is what happens when you pull rank with the one person you know loves you for you and nothing else."

Twenty minutes had passed, Bryce had barged in and flipped Ruhn off with a death glare before pattering up the stairs and into your shared bedroom. They had listened to your hushed giggles and shuffling about on the floor above, turning toward the entry when the faint click of heels sounded against the bare wood.

There you were, clad in a skin tight black dress adorned by a thousand tiny crystals that shimmered in an array of shades when you hit the light at a certain angle. Pair that with a pair of knee high heeled boots, and you had officially succeeded in making Ruhn a needy worried mess. Your makeup was simple, radiant shimmers on your cheekbones and nose, eyeliner and long lashes, and glossed nude lips.

Bryce ran her fingers through your hair, separating any knots she found and fluffing it around your face, "Let's go. Fury and Juniper are waiting for us. Girl's night!" Ruhn's amber eyed sister, and one of your best friends, dragged you from the room without so much as a goodbye to the two males staring at them from in front of the tv.

The White Raven was thrumming with eclectic energy. Sweat evaporating and clinging to the air.

You couldn't remember what time you had left, you didn't know how long you'd be dancing. You didn't know how many shots Bryce had forced down your throat. You were just happy and free.

Ruhn had looked so desperate to touch you, those big pleading violet eyes screaming at you to look at him. You knew he had a lot on his plate, his father didn't exactly agree of your relationship but Ruhn had somehow been able to convince him that when the time came you'd be the perfect person to have beside him. It made you feel bad, he was just trying to protect you in a way, to secure your place beside him, and you'd pranced about in your underwear high as a kite before dressing up and heading out. Again.

Gods, you were so fucking stupid.

But you didn't let your regret show, you were too stubborn for that, a fact Ruhn knew far too well.

Bodies kept on bumping into you as the music became heavier, the bass louder, the drinks stronger. Bryce was holding onto you and swaying, muttering about how Hunt wouldn't be happy with her if she woke him up again. Apparently he'd had a long day. Just like Ruhn.

Running your hands through your hair and up to the sky, you felt arms wrap around your waist, that familiar nose and chin nuzzling into the crook of your neck. Spice and leather. Kisses peppered along your shoulder and his arms pulled you tighter into his chest, low growls flowing from his lips when people bumped into you.

The lights were low, slices of purple and blue flickering through the club, but you could faintly make out Tristan at the bar and Hunt swaying with Bryce. They'd crashed girls night.

"Sweetheart, look at me," he ran a finger up your arm, across your chest, and along your jaw, pulling your chin toward him, "There she is," he cooed, pushing your hair from your face so that he could really see you.

"What do you want, Ruhn? You've already crashed girls night," you huffed, folding your arms over you chest whilst the world continued to party around you.

You were never going to be able to refuse him, but you could at least make him grovel a bit.

Ruhn ducked his head, lowering it to meet your eye line, he was so intoxicating, everything inside of you screamed to reach for him, to drag him into a bathroom stall and fuck it all out.

"I'm so sorry," he told you, holding your stare, "I never should have gotten angry at you, I never should have tried to tell you what to do. We worked so hard to get you out of that headspace," he pulled you flush against his chest and tilted your head up, his breath fanned across your face, "I love you, Y/N. So. Fucking. Much." Ruhn was trying to control himself, you deserved an apology before he fucked you senseless and made you his over and over again.

"I had the worst day. My father is breathing down my neck right now, and I just want you safe and by my side for the rest of my life. It's stupid but I'm scared he'll try and take you away from me. Not like I'd ever let him but, I'm afraid he'll catch wind of the wild nights and think you're unworthy. You're not in any sense, you love me for me and I know nothing else matters to you, I know that. I'm sorry I let him get in my head, I'm so sorry I used my name against you, I wasn't thinking."

Those violet pools were desperate, glazed over and sad, and it broke you to see him like that.

"Ruhn," you pressed your forehead to his, brushing your nose against his, "I'm sorry too. I should have kept in mind how important this is to you. I'm sorry for being stubborn and trying to piss you off. I know you'd never want to make me feel small. I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to apologise for."

"Ruhn-"

"Nothing," he hummed, pulling your face to his in a kiss you had shared so many times, full of so much love and yearning and hope that every day would be filled with them. "Plus, it was kinda hot seeing you in my shirt like that."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," he laughed against your lips, deepening the next and relishing in the taste of you, "Let me take you home, Sweetheart. The things I want to do to you aren't to be heard by others."

Ruhn Danaan knew three things with absolute certainty:

That you were the most beautiful, fearless creature he'd ever encountered

That he couldn't wait to get you home and settle you onto his face

He knew that the morning would be the perfect time to grab that velvet emerald box from his sock drawer and promise to love you for eternity

[thealmightea]

🔁 reblog if you ship this couples like me...

[ come back for more to check for the newest because believe me when I said this will continue til the end of time ^^ because apparently I like collecting ships like collecting stamps or coins or cards. ]

[ there's canon and non-canon here, so if you don't like them as a couple/don't ship them/your ship is not here, don't come at me pls T.T ]

[ if there is good movies or series that you want to recommend to me and you think I should watch them, reply on my post down below at the end of this post or send me a message ;) ]

in alphabetical order

9-1-1 - Eddie and Buck (Buddie)

9-1-1 Lone Star - Carlos and T.K (Tarlos)

Addicted - Gu Hai and Bai Luoyin (Haioyin/Heroin)

Addicted - You Qi and Yang Meng

Alles was zählt - Deniz and Roman (Dero)

All of Us Strangers - Adam and Harry

Arrêstes avec tes mensonges - Thomas and Stéphane

Animal Kingdom - Deran and Adrian (Derdrian)

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe - Aristotle and Dante (Aridante)

As The World Turn - Noah and Luke (Nuke)

Brothers & Sisters - Kevin and Scotty

Call Me By Your Name - Oliver and Elio (Olio)

Casualty - Jez and Mickey

Class - Matteusz and Charlie

Cuffs - Simon and Jake

Days Of Our Own - Sonny and Will (Wilson)

Dead Boy Detective - Charles and Edwin (Charwin)

Degrassi - Dylan and Marco

Degrassi - Miles and Tristan

Degrassi - Riley and Zane (Ziley)

Demain Nous Appartient - Rayane and Jack (Jayane)

EastEnders - Christian and Syed (Chryed)

El Cor De La Ciutat - Iago and Max (Maxiago)

El juego de las llaves - Valentin and Daniel

Emmerdale - Robert and Aaron (Robron)

Eu Não Quero Voltar Sozinho and Hoje Eu Quero Voltar Sozinho - Gabriel and Leonardo

Élite - Omar and Ander (Omander)

Eyewitness - Lukas and Phillip (Philkas)

Fellow Travelers - Hawk and Tim

Firebird - Roman and Sergey

Fisica O Quimica - Fernando and David

Free! - Makoto and Haru (Makoharu)

Free! - Rei and Nagisa (Nagirei)

Free! - Sōsuke and Rin

Freier Fall - Kay and Marc

Glee - Blaine and Kurt (Klaine)

Goede tijden, slechte tijden - Lucas and Edwin (Ludwin)

Grey's Anatomy - Nico and Levi (Schmico)

Hannibal - Hannibal and Will (Hannigram)

Hawaii Five O - Steve and Danno (McDanno)

Heartstopper - Nick and Charlie (Narlie)

Hit The Floor - Zero and Jude (Zude)

How To Get Away With Murder - Connor and Oliver (Coliver)

Hunter X Hunter - Leorio and Kurapika (Leopika)

In The Flesh - Simon and Kieren (Siren)

Interview with The Vampire - Lestat and Louis (Loustat)

Julie and The Phantoms - Alex and Willie

Kuroko no Basket - Aomine and Kise (Aokise)

Kuroko no Basket - Kagami and Kuroko (Kagakuro)

Kuroko no Basket - Kiyoshi and Hyūga (Kiyouga)

Kuroko no Basket - Midorima and Takao (Midokao)

Kuroko no Basket - Murasakibara and Himuro (Murahimu)

Legacies - Ben and Jed (Benjed)

Les Misérables - Enjolras and Grantaire (Enjoltaire)

Looking - Eddie and Agustín

Looking - Kevin and Patrick

Looking - Richie and Patrick

Love and Deepspace - Sylus and Xavier (Crowstar)

Love and Deepspace - Zayne and Rafayel (Snowfish)

Love Simon - Simon and Bram

Love Victor - Victor and Benji (Venji)

Man In An Orange Shirt - Steve and Adam

Man In An Orange Shirt - Michael and Thomas (Berrymarch)

Mario - Mario and Leon

Matthias & Maxime - Matthias and Maxime

MCU - Steve and Bucky (Stucky)

MCU - Spiderman and Deadpool (Spideypool)

MCU - Wolverine and Deadpool (Poolverine)

Merlí - Pol and Bruno (Brunol)

Merlin - Arthur and Merlin (Merthur)

Merlin - Percival and Gwaine (Perwaine)

Mo Dao Zu Shi / The Untamed - Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian (Wangxian)

Nadie Nos Va A Extrañar - Alex and Rafa

O Beijo do Escorpião - Paulo and Miguel

One Live To Life - Oliver and Kyle

Oz - Chris and Tobias

Please Like Me - Arnold and Josh

Please Like Me - Geoffrey and Josh

Prisma - Daniele and Andrea (Dandrea

Queer As Folk - Ben and Michael

Queer As Folk - Brian and Justin (Britin)

Queer As Folk - Drew and Emmett

Queer As Folk - Ted and Blake

Raw - Geoff and Pavel

Rebelde -Luka and Okane

Red White And Royal Blue - Alex and Henry (Firstprince)

Roswell New Mexico - Michael and Alex (Malex)

Rykter - Mathias and Erik

Salatut Elämät - Lari and Elias (Larias)

Sala Samobójców - Aleksander and Dominik

Schloss Einstein - Noah and Colin (Nolin)

School 2013 - Heungsoo and Namsoon (Heungsoon)

Sense8 - Lito and Hernando

Sex Education - Adam and Eric

Shadowhunters - Magnus and Alec (Malec)

Shadowhunters - Raphael and Simon

Shameless - Ian and Mickey (Gallavich)

Skam - Even and Isak (Evak)

Skam Belgium (Wtfock) - Sander and Robbe (Sobbe)

Skam France - Eliott and Lucas (Elu)

Skam Germany (Druck) - David and Matteo (Datteo)

Skam Italia - Niccolo and Martino (Martinico)

Solo - Oskar and Milo

Spartacus - Agron and Nasir (Nagron)

Spartacus - Barca and Pietros (Bietros)

Station 19 - Travis and Emmett

Suits - Harvey and Mike

Supernatural - Dean and Castiel (Destiel)

Tatort Saarbrücken - Adam Schürk and Leo Hölzer (Hörk)

Teen Wolf - Danny and Ethan

Teen Wolf - Derek and Stiles (Sterek)

The Eagle - Marcus and Esca (Mesca)

The Halcyon - Toby and Adil

The Magicians - Quentin and Eliot (Queliot)

The Maze Runner - Newt and Thomas (Newtmas)

The Night Shift - Drew and Rick

The Old Guard - Joe and Nicky (Joenicky)

The Originals - Aiden and Josh (Jaiden)

The Silmarillion - Melkor and Mairon (Angbang)

The Society - Sam and Grizz

The Walking Dead - Aaron and Eric

Torchwood - Jack and Ianto (Janto)

Verbotene Liebe - Oliver and Christian (Chrolli)

Voltron Legendary Defender - Keith and Lance (Klance)

Waterloo Road - Preston and Kai

Young Royal - Wilhelm and Simon (Wilmon)

Yuri! On Ice - Victor and Yuuri (Victuuri)

... to be continued ...

❣ Give me some recs pls ❣

[xplainthexmen]

In which Synch is better with your powers than you are; Generation X gets some actual training; Artie and Leech are fully feral; everyone gets the hots for Paladin; Zeus has probably fucked a motorcycle at some point; many countries have valleys; and Adrienne Frost is terrible.

X-PLAINED:

Generation X #52-54

Tristan Brawn (more) (again)

Grant Morrison on suspension of disbelief in superhero media

Honor vs. privilege

School dance themes

Artie and Leech’s habitat

Spider-Ham

Ducktor Doom

Role models

What Gaia is probably definitely up to

Paladin

The Rising Sons

Rollerblades

Dragon problems

Power emulation vs. reproduction

Pokémans

Cosplaying Emma Frost with a beard

Diamond Patch

Muir Island vs. Muir Isle

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[eludin-realm]

Character Name Ideas (Male)

So I've been browsing through BehindTheName (great resource!) recently and have compiled several name lists. Here are some names, A-Z, that I like. NOTE: If you want to use any of these please verify sources, meanings etc, I just used BehindTheName to browse and find all of these. Under the cut:

A: Austin, Aiden, Adam, Alex, Angus, Anthony, Archie, Argo, Ari, Aric, Arno, Atlas, August, Aurelius, Alexei, Archer, Angelo, Adric, Acarius, Achilou, Alphard, Amelian, Archander B: Bodhi, Bastian, Baz, Beau, Beck, Buck, Basil, Benny, Bentley, Blake, Bowie, Brad, Brady, Brody, Brennan, Brent, Brett, Brycen C: Cab, Cal, Caden, Cáel, Caelan, Caleb, Cameron, Chase, Carlos, Cooper, Carter, Cas, Cash, Cassian, Castiel, Cedric, Cenric, Chance, Chandler, Chaz, Chad, Chester, Chet, Chip, Christian, Cillian, Claude, Cicero, Clint, Cody, Cory, Coy, Cole, Colt, Colton, Colin, Colorado, Colum, Conan, Conrad, Conway, Connor, Cornelius, Creed, Cyneric, Cynric, Cyrano, Cyril, Cyrus, Crestian, Ceric D: Dallas, Damien, Daniel, Darach, Dash, Dax, Dayton, Denver, Derek, Des, Desmond, Devin, Dewey, Dexter, Dietrich, Dion, Dmitri, Dominic, Dorian, Douglas, Draco, Drake, Drew, Dudley, Dustin, Dusty, Dylan, Danièu E: Eadric, Evan, Ethan, Easton, Eddie, Eddy, Einar, Eli, Eilas, Eiljah, Elliott, Elton, Emanuel, Emile, Emmett, Enzo, Erik, Evander, Everett, Ezio F: Faolán, Faron, Ferlin, Felix, Fenrir, Fergus, Finley, Finlay, Finn, Finnian, Finnegan, Flint, Flip, Flynn, Florian, Forrest, Fritz G: Gage, Gabe, Grady, Grant, Gray, Grayson, Gunnar, Gunther, Galahad H: Hale, Harley, Harper, Harvey, Harry, Huey, Hugh, Hunter, Huxley I: Ian, Ianto, Ike, Inigo, Isaac, Isaias, Ivan, Ísak J: Jack, Jacob, Jake, Jason, Jasper, Jax, Jay, Jensen, Jed, Jeremy, Jeremiah, Jesse, Jett, Jimmie, Jonas, Jonas, Jonathan, Jordan, Josh, Julien, Jovian, Jun, Justin, Joseph, Joni, K: Kaden, Kai, Kale, Kane, Kaz, Keane, Keaton, Keith, Kenji, Kenneth, Kent, Kevin, Kieran, Kip, Knox, Kris, Kristian, Kyle, Kay, Kristján, Kristófer L: Lamont, Lance, Landon, Lane, Lars, László, Laurent, Layton, Leander, Leif, Leo, Leonidas, Leopold, Levi, Lewis, Louie, Liam, Liberty, Lincoln, Linc, Linus, Lionel, Logan, Loki, Lucas, Lucian, Lucio, Lucky, Luke, Luther, Lyall, Lycus, Lykos, Lyle, Lyndon, Llewellyn, Landri, Laurian, Lionç M: Major, Manny, Manuel, Marcus, Mason, Matt, Matthew, Matthias, Maverick, Maxim, Memphis, Midas, Mikko, Miles, Mitch, Mordecai, Mordred, Morgan, Macari, Maïus, Maxenci, Micolau, Miro N: Nate, Nathan, Nathaniel, Niall, Nico, Niels, Nik, Noah, Nolan, Niilo, Nikander, Novak, O: Oakley, Octavian, Odin, Orlando, Orrick, Ǫrvar, Othello, Otis, Otto, Ovid, Owain, Owen, Øyvind, Ozzie, Ollie, Oliver, Onni P: Paisley, Palmer, Percival, Percy, Perry, Peyton, Phelan, Phineas, Phoenix, Piers, Pierce, Porter, Presley, Preston, Pacian Q: Quinn, Quincy, Quintin R: Ragnar, Raiden, Ren, Rain, Rainier, Ramos, Ramsey, Ransom, Raul, Ray, Roy, Reagan, Redd, Reese, Rhys, Rhett, Reginald, Remiel, Remy, Ridge, Ridley, Ripley, Rigby, Riggs, Riley, River, Robert, Rocky, Rokas, Roman, Ronan, Ronin, Romeo, Rory, Ross, Ruairí, Rufus, Rusty, Ryder, Ryker, Rylan, Riku, Roni S: Sammie, Sammy, Samuel, Samson, Sanford, Sawyer, Scout, Seán, Seth, Sebastian, Seymour, Shane, Shaun, Shawn, Sheldon, Shiloh, Shun, Sid, Sidney, Silas, Skip, Skipper, Skyler, Slade, Spencer, Spike, Stan, Stanford, Sterling, Stevie, Stijn, Suni, Sylvan, Sylvester T: Tab, Tad, Tanner, Tate, Tennessee, Tero, Terrance, Tevin, Thatcher, Tierno, Tino, Titus, Tobias, Tony, Torin, Trace, Trent, Trenton, Trev, Trevor, Trey, Troy, Tripp, Tristan, Tucker, Turner, Tyler, Ty, Teemu U: Ulric V: Valerius, Valor, Van, Vernon, Vespasian, Vic, Victor, Vico, Vince, Vinny, Vincent W: Wade, Walker, Wallis, Wally, Walt, Wardell, Warwick, Watson, Waylon, Wayne, Wes, Wesley, Weston, Whitley, Wilder, Wiley, William, Wolfe, Wolfgang, Woody, Wulfric, Wyatt, Wynn X: Xander, Xavier Z: Zachary, Zach, Zane, Zeb, Zebediah, Zed, Zeke, Zeph, Zaccai

[mentally-unstable-hottie13]

A thief, A friend, And a brother

Chapter 2

Chapter summary: It feels like after you meet someone you notice them a lot more everyday doesn't it? At least with Mr. Dixon that’s how it is.

Daryl Dixon x reader

Word count:1,282

Estimated read time: 9 minutes

Chapter 3 is out!

A/N:there are a whole lot of original characters names in here, the reason being the flow of the story, while I would love to put real characters names it wouldn’t make sense going forward, I also promise they will help the relationship later, the first few chapters are more background and relationship set up than anything else, hope you enjoy, Daryl time soon.

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You enjoy the places you work, the diner is a little more fun than the liquor store but they were both quite easy for you. You loved the social aspect of the diner and how you could connect with your customers, but you also loved how calm the liquor store was most days. It was also common that you did small day work at the local bookstore for an old man named Mr. Hamlin who paid you for your efforts.

On this particular day your schedule looked like this: 6am-1pm at the diner, then 3:30pm-9pm at the liquor store.

You get dressed and by 5:20 you are out of the house. You arrive at the diner after a short walk at 5:46 and say a quick good morning to your co-workers. your favorite of the employees being a shorter spunky girl named Kaya and a very nice but sheepish named Denise. As you hang up your jacket and put on your apron, customers start entering. The day was fairly quiet until a familiar face from last night entered the diner with a couple friends in tow.

“I got this one yall” you yelled to the other servers as you walked over to the table he chose.

Merle looked up at you and smiled his flirtatious grin. “Well goo’mornin’ darlin’ how you been”

You rolled your eyes at his tone and chuckled a bit “I’ve been great Merle”

“That’s great” he looked at the people of his table and began to point “that one right there is-“

You cut him off and began your own pointing “Tristan, Bentley, Buck, Skrewy and..”

You hesitated and looked at the last person. Daryl didn’t look much like his brother, he was smaller, with more hair and a mole next to his mouth. One thing they did have in common though was their bright blue eyes that looked like doll eyes in a way.

“Oh!” You snapped out of thought. “Daryl, sorry my brain goes 100 miles a minute”

You look back at Merle.

“damn girl you know everyone”

“Well Tristan is my friends older brother, Bentley comes by the liquor store every Sunday for a big cup of Mountain Dew, and Skrewy fixes all my shit when it breaks”

You always knew your town was incredibly small, everyone seemed to be in everyone else’s business. It seemed that everyone knew your neighbor Dolores slept with Roger the mailman- everyone but her husband that is- and the same could be said for Mr. Roberts on 13 Jawson rd sleeping with mrs abbigail when his wife Sharon isn’t home, or how everyone knew Mrs. Crawford was retiring. Everyone knew almost everything and everyone.

“Darlin’, can we get a couple of burgers and beers for the table?” Merel gestures to the table of people while he talks.

You quickly wrote the order on the notepad and asked if they would like anything else before giving the order to the cook. The whole time you served other tables you could feel someone’s eyes on you, those electric blue eyes belonged to Daryl Dixon. Why did you stop when you had to say his name? Were you thinking about all the rumors you heard of him and his family? Did you have something to say? Or did you just not want to serve the town trash? All things were going through his mind as he stared you down. He had a habit of hating people before giving them a chance and to him you were no different than the others.

“____! order for table 6!” The cook shouted for you from across the diner.

“That’s on me!” You yelled backed before going to get the plates and drinks

“Here you guys go, 5 burgers, one with no lettuce, 3 with fries, and 5 beers. Enjoy.”

“Oh we will Miss____, thank you”

You continued your rounds and after about an hour Merle’s party left, and a couple hours later it was time for you to head to the liquor store. With a quick goodbye to Denise and Kaya you were walking your way to the store.

“Well good morning Mr. Murphy!” You yell at the old black man who always seemed to be outside the store smoking his cigarette.

“____ you know good and well it’s no longer morning….. but hello to you too” he chuckled and took another inhale of his cigarette before you walked inside.

“George?! Are you here?!” You cup your mouth looking for your boss.

BANG,CRASH……tonk

“God damn it!!” You hear your boss yell from the back room.

“Are you okay!?” You run toward the noise

“I’m fine, but the shelf and a month’s supply of mega gulp cups are not” he kicks one of the fallen cups in frustration.

George was an interesting man, to you at least. He had long brown hair to the middle of his back, dark brown eyes, and a horrid mouth on him only challenged by a sailor. You often found yourself getting lost in the tattoos that covered the man starting on his forehead, down his chest and arms and eventually falling down to his ankles. For being such an intimidating looking man he was quite childish, but in an extremely fun way. One time the two of you went to go buy his daughter clothes at the thrift store and you spent almost half an hour just looking for where he and his daughter kept disappearing too (they were inside the clothing racks everytime, giggling and screaming when you found them).

“What in the world happened anyway?” You asked a little befuddled at the scene before you.

“I tried grabbin’ the fucken Marlboro shipment box to restock and the shelf crippled itself, cups and the packs went everywhere.”

“Oh I’m so sorry could I help you?”

“Nah I don’t need it, just get out front and work the register, if anyone asks for Marlboro tell them we are out”

“And the cups?”

“I’ll put an out of order paper on the soda machine”

A slight sigh of frustration exists both of you before you walk into the front of the store while George cleans up. As if by coincidence the moment you get behind the register glass you make eye contact with 2 pairs of blue eyes.

“Oh!” You squeak in surprise.

“Well welll darlin’ this the 3rd time in the last 30 hours, you stalkin’ me or somethin?” Merle says, beaming with a cocky smirk.

“Who would stalk you?, And last I checked you’ve been to my friends house, my first job at the diner, and now you’re at my job at a liquor store. Sounds to me like you’re the stalker Mr. Dixon” you returned the smirk.

“If you two are done being fuckin weird I’d like my fuckin smokes” you finally hear the younger brother, Daryl, speak.

“Oh I’m sorry, what kind?”

You knew there was nothing wrong with this man. You had never even met before today. All knowledge you had of him was rumors. “That Dixon boy was in another damn fight”, “the Dixon boys caused another commotion”, “those Dixon boys were caught with drugs again” but you never confirmed any of these things to be true. ‘I don’t believe he was caught with drugs. Merle of course but I can’t see the younger one with them.’ You thought to yourself as you looked at the man while he scanned the cigarette options on the display behind you. ‘He’s got one hell of an ill mannered attitude though; as long as I don’t make him angry everything should be okay.’

The man finally looks back to you from the display and says “Marlboro”

‘Well fuck’

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Special thanks to my beta reader, Niaxn!

Thank you for reading

[maya-matlin]

From any fandoms, pick 3 of your favorite ships from each letter of the alphabet (based on their ship name) ex: A:(three ships) B: (three ships) and so on. If there’s only one that exists per letter that’s okay too! 😊

Uh.. I'll try! I can't promise anything for some of these letters.

A:

1.) Adam & Becky (Degrassi)

2.) Angel & Cordelia (Angel)

3.) Alex & Marissa (The OC)

B:

1.) Betty & Jughead (Riverdale)

2.) Brooke & Lucas (One Tree Hill)

3.) Brittany & Santana (Glee)

C:

1.) Chandler & Monica (Friends)

2.) Cory & Topanga (Boy Meets World)

3.) Craig & Ashley (Degrassi)

D:

1.) Drew & Bianca (Degrassi)

2.) Dan & Blair (Gossip Girl)

3.) Dawson & Jen (Dawson's Creek)

E:

1.) Ephram & Amy (Everwood)

2.) Elizabeth & Jason (General Hospital)

3.) Emily & Naomi (Skins)

F:

1.) Fred & Gunn (Angel)

2.) Faith & Buffy (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

3.) Felicity & Noel (Felicity)

G:

1.) Graham & Megan (But I'm a Cheerleader)

2.) Georgia & Joe (Ginny & Georgia)

3.) Ginny & Marcus (Ginny & Georgia)

H:

1.) Holly J & Sav (Degrassi)

2.) Hannah & Bright (Everwood)

3.) Henry & Alex (Red, White and Royal Blue)

I:

1.) Isak & Even (Skam)

2.) Iris & Miles (The Holiday)

3.) Isabel & Kyle (Roswell)

J:

1.) Jay & Manny (Degrassi)

2.) Joey & Caitlin (Degrassi)

3.) JT & Liberty (Degrassi)

K:

1.) KC & Clare (Degrassi)

2.) Kirsten & Sandy (The OC)

3.) Karma & Amy (Faking It)

L:

1.) Luke & Lorelai (Gilmore Girls)

2.) Logan & Veronica (Veronica Mars)

3.) Leo & Piper (Charmed)

M:

1.) Michael & Maria (Roswell)

2.) Marshall & Lily (How I Met Your Mother)

3.) Mike & Phoebe (Friends)

N:

1.) Nathan & Haley (One Tree Hill)

2.) Nancy & Steve (Stranger Things)

3.) Noah & Allie (The Notebook)

O:

P:

1.) Pacey & Joey (Dawson's Creek)

2.) Pacey & Andie (Dawson's Creek)

3.) Patrick & Kat (10 Things I Hate About You)

Q:

1.) Quinn & Santana (Glee)

2.) Quinn & Logan (Zoey 101)

R:

1.) Ron & Hermione (Harry Potter)

2.) Ricky & Gina (High School Musical: The Musical: The Series)

3.) Riley & Maya (Girl Meets World)

S:

1.) Sean & Ellie (Degrassi)

2.) Shawn & Angela (Boy Meets World)

3.) Sam & Mercedes (Glee)

T:

1.) Tiny & Shay (Degrassi)

2.) Tristan & Miles (Degrassi)

3.) TJ & Cyrus (Andi Mack)

U:

V:

1.) Victor & Tea (One Life to Live)

2.) Veronica & Cheryl (Riverdale)

3.) Veronica & Betty (Riverdale)

W:

1.) Willow & Tara (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

2.) Waverly & Smash (Friday Night Lights)

X:

1.) Xander & Sarah (Days of Our Lives)

2.) Xander & Anya (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Y:

1.) Yousef & Yana (Skam)

Z:

1.) Zig & Maya (Degrassi)

2.) Zoe & Grace (Degrassi)

3.) Zane & Riley (Degrassi)

[mooved-nowon]

My oh-so-cool otp list: not ever finished

Haruspex x Bachelor (Pathologic (first one))

Steve x Jonathan (Stranger things)

Gonta x Korekiyo (Danganronpa)

Saihara Shuichi x K1-B0 (Danganronpa)

Gundam Tanaka x Soda Kazuichi (Danganronpa)

Evan x Connor (Dear Evan Hansen)

Phoenix Wright x Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney)

Larry x Sal (Sally Face)

Nautica x Nightbeat (Transformers IDW) (friends w benefits + Nautica is more of a top)

Fulcrum x Misfire (Transformers IDW)

SIMPATICO/ Brainstorm x Perceptor (transformers IDW)

Prowl x Jazz (Transformers)

Starscream x Bumblebee (Transformers IDW)

Optimus Prime x Megatron (Transformers IDW & Transformers Animated)

Optimus Prime x Ratchet (Transformers Prime & Transformers IDW)

Hahahaha batjokes (do i really need to) (batman)

Deckard x Gunmax (Brave Police)

Duke x Shadowmaru (Brave Police)

Johnlock (oops) (Sherlock BBC)

Aziraphale x Crowley (oops) (Good Omens)

Jayce x Victor (Arcane & League of Legends)

Vi x Caitlyn (Arcane & League of Legends)

Jhin x Victor (MAJOR OOPS CRACK SHIP CRACK BESTIES threated seriously) (League of Legends)

Yuto Oui x Nio or Moroku (what is this oh my god) (1bitheart)

Netzach x Yesod x Chesed or any variation of em (Lobotomy corp. and Library of Ruina)

Yam x Milk (Cookierun)

Almond x Roguefort (Cookierun)

Phillip x Clarence (in a Venom way) (i am sick) (Penumbra)

Sigukin x Jack (marikin online 4)

Zakuro x Taiyo (marikin online 4) (zakuro top, taiyo powerbottom and hermaphrodite ikenumas implied)

Koritora x Otsukin (marikin online 4)

Paracelsus x Merlin (SUCH A CRACK SHIP... i love it tho) (Fate: Grand Order)

Bedivere x Tristan (Fate: Grand Order)

Ryuji x MC/Akira/Ren (Persona 5)

Yu Narukamu x Yosuke (Persona 4)

[minamotoz]

op you've absolutely converted me into a chullingsworth shipper. They're leagues ahead of everyone else. imo, speaking as someone who went thru something very similar to what miles did with his dad, Winston was the ONLY friend to handle things relatively well. supported him, let him vent abt his dad, while still not pushing him to do anything to escalate the situation. winston loml. They're peak idiot x responsible dynamic too. They went to ROME TOGETHER?? gay. I love my bisexual kings They're in Love

AUGHR ANON YOU'VE MADE MY DAY !!!!! chullingsworth is so underappreciated :( ur so right winston really was the only one to treat miles properly in the midst of his whole relationship w his dad, ESPECIALLY in NC1 . very frustrating how the show never really acknowledged it, it felt like the way he treated miles was credited towards tristan which was very odd. but yes theyre just so !!!!!! augshs dont you love it when you go on a platonic trip across europe w ur platonic bestie

[degrassi-fandom-confessions]

tristan x miles had potential up & till tristan said something biphobic… like they had some cute moments but good lord

[selmasemlan]

Fighting for you

Summary: Luna confronts Marcel over his secrecy, leading to a heartfelt exchange about trust and shared burdens.

Pairing: Marcel Gerard x Luna Salvatore (OFC)

Author note: As mentioned I am leaving Tumblr, but I am finishing this story and then leaving, dont worry all my work will stay on and I will continue to write on ao3 instead.

Warning: none

Word count: 1139

Series Masterlist

Fighting for you

The loft lay shrouded in an uneasy silence, interrupted only by the distant hum of New Orleans nightlife drifting through the open windows. Luna stood by the window, gazing out over the city, her silhouette softened by the faint glow of the city lights casting shadows across her face. Her arms were tightly folded over her chest, her stance defensive, her expression distant, as though her thoughts were miles away.

Marcel paced restlessly across the room, frustration etched into each measured step. After a moment, he stopped abruptly, turning to face her, his brow furrowed. “I just don’t get why you’re making such a big deal out of this,” he said, his voice carrying a defensive edge.

Luna’s eyes flickered toward him, a trace of hurt slipping through her otherwise calm demeanor. “It’s not about making a big deal, Marcel,” she replied, her tone calm but edged with something deeper. “It’s about trust. When you keep things from me, it feels like you’re shutting me out.”

Marcel sighed, running a hand through his hair, his frustration easing into something softer, more vulnerable. “I didn’t tell you about meeting with Tristan because I didn’t want you to worry,” he admitted, his voice quieting. “It was just business, Luna. Nothing more.”

The tension in Luna’s stance softened as she crossed the room toward him, her movements slow, her eyes steady on his. She reached out, brushing her fingers lightly along his arm, grounding him with her touch. “I understand that you want to protect me,” she said gently, her voice steady. “But keeping me in the dark isn’t the answer. Trust means being honest, even when it’s hard.”

His gaze met hers, filled with regret and tenderness. “I trust you more than anyone,” he murmured. “But my world… it’s dangerous. I want to shield you from it, not drag you into the thick of it.”

Luna’s thumb traced gentle circles on his arm, her expression softening. “I know. But we’re partners, Marcel. We face things together. That’s how we stay strong—by handling even the hard parts side by side.”

A silence settled between them, the tension unraveling into something deeper. Marcel pulled her into a warm embrace, wrapping his arms around her as if anchoring himself in her presence. “I’m sorry,” he whispered against her hair, his voice filled with sincerity. “I hate arguing with you.”

Luna leaned into him, feeling her own frustration melting away. “It’s okay,” she murmured, her tone gentle and forgiving. “We’re figuring this out together.”

The loft was still once more, the energy shifting from tension to tenderness. Outside, New Orleans pulsed with life, but here, it felt like a sanctuary—a rare, quiet place just for them.

Later, as the night grew calm around them, they found themselves standing on their small balcony, gazing out over the city. The faint scent of jasmine floated up from the garden below, mingling with the soft jazz music drifting from a nearby bar. Luna leaned into Marcel’s chest, her head resting against his shoulder as she felt the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

Marcel wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close with a touch that was both protective and possessive. They stood together, simply breathing in each other’s presence. “You know,” Marcel murmured softly, his breath warm against her ear, “sometimes I forget how beautiful these quiet nights can be.”

Luna smiled, tilting her head to meet his gaze. “Me too,” she whispered. “It’s nice to just… breathe.”

They shared a look that spoke volumes, an unspoken understanding passing between them. Marcel reached out, brushing his fingers along her cheek, and leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a gentle, lingering kiss. Time seemed to slow as they melted into each other’s embrace, the kiss deepening with the weight of everything they couldn’t say in words. His hands slid along her back, drawing her closer, while Luna’s fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt, grounding herself in the warmth of his touch.

When they finally parted, they remained close, foreheads touching, breaths mingling. Marcel gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, his expression soft. “I love moments like this,” Luna murmured, her voice barely louder than the music drifting through the night.

Marcel smiled, his thumb tracing over her cheek. “So do I,” he replied. “Being with you like this… it’s everything.”

Feeling playful, he took her hand and led her to the center of the balcony, where there was just enough space for an impromptu dance. Luna laughed softly as Marcel spun her, their movements falling in sync with the jazz music floating up from below. Marcel held her close, looking into her eyes with a seriousness that caught her off guard.

“That’s why I wanted to keep you out of it,” he said, his voice thick with emotion.

Luna’s eyes searched his, trying to understand. “Marcel—” she began, but he cut her off, a note of frustration and vulnerability slipping into his voice.

“You deserve the world and so much more. Everything you’ve been through, everything you’ve fought… hearing about it, knowing what it’s done to you—God, it gets my blood boiling.”

Seeing how upset he was, Luna cupped his face gently, her touch soothing. “You moved here to find peace, to be happy,” he continued, his gaze dropping, as if weighed down by shame. “And all you’ve done since is fight—fighting for the Mikaelsons, for New Orleans, for me.”

Luna shook her head, lifting his chin so he met her gaze. “All of that I’ve done because I wanted to.”

Marcel took her hands in his, squeezing them softly, his expression conflicted. But Luna spoke with gentle determination, her voice unwavering. “You’re worth it, Marcel. Just like you want to fight for me, I want to fight for you.”

He finally looked up at her, unshed tears glistening in his eyes as her words sank in. He nodded, a quiet “Okay” slipping from his lips, his voice barely more than a whisper.

They returned to their gentle dance, twirling and swaying, sharing soft kisses as their worries slipped away. Every now and then, Marcel would dip her playfully, or pull her close, his touches filled with warmth and devotion.

As the final notes of the song echoed softly into the night, Marcel held her close, his forehead resting against hers as they shared a deep, contented breath. “I love you, my moon, my world,” he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity.

“I love you too, my warrior,” she replied, her words a promise.

They stayed like that for a long while, wrapped in each other’s arms, bathed in the gentle glow of the city around them. In the quiet beauty of that night, they found solace—a reminder that whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together.

[theuniverseawakens347]

BRANDON SMASH N PASS BC RAPE A WEEK BEFORE MY BODY BUILDING COMP., India love MATIKA lee garlington…BC FUCKTARD JUSTIN OF LONDON “ Cashay like big dick see if she’ll fuck you then she’ll fuck me cause she not fucking Vincent Faustian and the other light skin Justin” - HI TELE FAMILY WATCHING LEE SEND KIDS TO RAPE ME AND ME JUST … being me - OBAMA SHRUG.

I WITH AJA MILES PULLED IP TO NOHO JAMBA JUICE … WHY YOU TEXTING GROUPS OF LEE BRANDON AND INDIA WARREN BUT ANGELA BUT WARREN TWO MORGAN OF ME BEING THERE - HAY CUTE OUTFITS YOU SAY SKIMPY I SAY BITCH I GOT LONG LEGS ASS WIPES NO HEELS YOU PROSTITUTE INDIA LOVE … bc why you wear ING heals w revealing fits and walking w yo hips swishing then mad when a nigga give you what you asked for - HE RAPED APPLY IT HOW IT FITS YOU CRY BABY BITCHES WHO DONT WANA ACCEPT YOU FUCKING RAPIST - if I can find the post about letting Brandon know he was raped BEFORE HE RAPED ME I’ll reboot it .. but I know my team ALREADY PASSED IT TO EVIDENCE PD FUCKTARD LEE “ I needed hack Cashay and delete HER BLOG” NOPE. NEVER AND I TOLD YOU THAT IN FRONT OF HOWARD AUG 2021 “ you need to take that blog down” - NO BITCH ITS STAYING then you told me I was dying IN FRONT OF CRY BABY ASSHOLE HOWARD TURNING IN EVIDENCE BUT STILL BEING A DICKWAD TO ME ..bc Malcom x murdering UR FAMILY. hi Ronnie UR GREAT GRANDFATHER LAURA. .. hi Rachels.

Anyways matika and India why you threesome Brandon before him sliding in me!. - WHY ARE YOU HAVING LOOK ALIKES STALK ME LEE AND TELL INDIA SHE MY SISTER THRU MORGAN COI JASMEAN DNA CLONING FOR WARREN TO OUT WARRENT MY BIRTH DADDY ANGELA TO DARNIECE FOR LEE EVE NUGENT PIMPING RING ..but you wan kill Howard’s family Ronald and did it in Tom Janet name JOSH.

anyways .. told him he was raped and said IM NOT FUCKING YOU IM COOL .. but then he did that pull me in and then boom what Noah tried to do in his back seat before Tristan smashed me. but like NIGGA YOU IN MY HOUSE - IM NOT GON WALK OUT N JUST LEAVE MY DOG - U BROUGHT WINE WE AINT DRINK BC WHO TF DRINK THAT CHEAPMASS SPARKLING RED SHIT .. I LIKE APOTHIC …BUT YOU 40 and done know liquor weird we gon smoke MY WEED N TALK BC JUST OFF THAT IM TURNED ALL THE WAY OFF

[thebawdybaldurian]

Kinktober Day 17: Sex tape

More modern AU fun and another snapshot from earlier in the story.

Content and Warnings: outdoor nudity/sex, oral sex, prone bone, PIV sex, recording sex.

Pairings: Femme OC x modern Astarion

Addy and Astarion arrived on their honeymoon in Zakhara a few days after their intimate wedding on Cloaklake. They spent most of the first day catching up on sleep in their secluded cabana right next to the ocean. The flight had been long and despite having private, first-class reclining seats in their own pod, they hadn’t gotten much sleep. They joined the Mile High Club orally, vaginally, and anally, starting their honeymoon out in style. Addy booked them spa packages for the day after and they spent the entire morning being pampered, massaged, and scrubbed. They had a light lunch after and then returned to their cabin to relax on the beach. They waited to swim until their skin treatments had the chance to soak in, but stripped nude to enjoy the warm, balmy air. They lay under a shaded lounger big enough for two, each reading their own book.

Addy finished hers quickly, having stayed up a little later than Astarion last night so she could get through the penultimate chapter. She closed her book and picked up her cell phone. “No electronics on our honeymoon, remember?” Astarion went to grab it away from her. “We’re totally unplugged for the next tenday.”

“I know,” she playfully bit at his hand to keep him away. “But I wanted to order the next book in this series so I can have it waiting at home for me. The main character finally fucked her love interest and they ended the book before the morning after.”

“Are you reading smut, darling?” Astarion teased as she turned her phone’s Wi-Fi on to get a data signal.

“It’s historical romance,” Addy insisted, her phone chiming to life with multiple notifications.

“Ahhhh, don’t you dare look at your emails,” he snatched her phone away, seeing her open her Mail app. “What is the name of the book called? I’ll order it for you on Campchest.”

“I think it is The Queen’s Shield. This one was The Queen’s Sword. It should be part two of the Queen’s Silver Knight series.”

“You’re sure it’s not smut?” He grinned, typing ‘part two of Queen’s Silver Knight’ into the search bar. “Look at the cover! Is he the sword in question?” Astarion blew up the book cover of a woman’s jeweled hand gripping the chest of a shirtless hunk dressed only in chain breeches.

“Yes, that’s Sir Tristan,” Addy swooned, shifting on the towel they’d laid across the lounger.

“Let me see how wet you are…then I’ll be able to tell what kind of smut you are reading,” Astarion pulled her thighs apart.

“Astarion!” She giggled as he stared at her vulva, dark pink and dewed with honey.

“Historical romance, huh?” He grinned, reaching his fingers down to play with the sticky arousal.

“Uhhhhnnnn…order the book first before you start in on that,” she moaned quietly, spreading her legs a little wider.

He tapped a few buttons as he continued to play with her, another email notification dinging to confirm his purchase. “Alright, darling…books two and three are on the way,” he turned the Wi-Fi back off and set the phone aside, shifting onto his knees to climb between her legs. “Now tell me…how did the Queen fuck? On her back? In a bed?”

“Nuhhh-uhhh,” she shook her head, gripping a handful of his fluffy, pomade-free curls. They’d done scalp and hair treatments at the spa and his hair was extra soft. “He…ahhhhhh…ate her out…while she sat on the throne…and he…mmmhhhmmm…pulled her to the floor after…took her from behind…”

“Hmmmmm…” Astarion purred, licking up all the arousal the scene had caused. “And it ended with them spent on the floor?”

“Yeah,” she whimpered, his lips pursing around her clit to suck on for a few seconds. “But someone was watching them…it might’ve just been a servant…or it could’ve been the…mmmhhmmm…rival archduke who was trying to marry her to…steal the throne.”

“Ohhhh…intrigue?” he looked up at her with a grin. “Maybe I’ll read it next and we can finish the series together?”

“Awww, I’d love…ahhhhh…keep doing that,” she gripped his curls tighter, his tongue making quick circles against her clit now.

“Did he make her come…with his mouth?” Astarion looked up at her again, his lips wet and eager to return to her. “Before he fucked her?”

“Here,” she pressed his face back down against her with a smile. She picked up her book with her free hand and flipped to the last few pages and began to read aloud between heavy breaths.

“Sir Tristan…kept his mouth close to her…uhhhnnn…blushing rose, letting her soak into the…velvet cushion under her hips. He could…mmmhhmm…feel her melting against his lips, trembling and ready to…ahhhh…fuck…” Addy’s legs began to tremble as he sucked on her clit again and she came against his mouth.

“Ready to fuck” Astarion grinned, sitting back on his heels and showing off his twitching hard on.

“Ready to parley,” she smiled, letting out a quiet sigh and closing the book. “They have to use flowery prose to get published by traditional means.”

“That’s boring,” he smiled, slicking some pre-cum down his shaft as she sat up.

She straddled the wide lounger, spreading her legs so she could lean forward and suck his cock. He threaded his fingers through her hair, also extra soft and scented like coconuts. “Did the queen…uhmmmnn…polish the Knight’s sword before they fucked?” He asked, her mouth taking him in completely.

She shook her head no, pulling her lips away slowly, leaving a long trail of spit. “He had to have her right after,” she teased her tongue around his tip. “He pulled her off the throne and used a dagger to cut a slit in the back of her heavy dress…stuck it right in…”

“Mmmmmm,” Astarion grinned, brushing the saliva across her lips. “Lucky that you are already naked.”

He motioned with his head for her to turn over so he could take her from behind too. Addy shifted carefully, letting down the back of the lounger so she could lay completely prone. Astarion gently massaged her ass as she got settled and he straddled her legs, spreading her cheeks apart and guiding his cock into her tight, wet slit after. “Mmmmm…fuck you feel good,” she moaned as he slowly thrust inside her.

“Your ass has never felt smoother,” he grinned, gripping it tightly as he pushed deeper, smacking his hands against it. “Fuck…I love this position,” he closed his eyes as he sunk all the way in.

“Me too,” she grinned deviously, furtively grabbing her phone.

She didn’t turn the Wi-Fi back on, but opened up the camera app and switched to the face cam, pressing record. She reached her arms forward to get a wider view of him pumping away between her legs. “Hey, look down,” she grinned, her eyelids fluttering slightly as he fucked her slow and deep.

“Hi,” Astarion leaned into view of the camera, kissing behind her ear. “You felt like recording this?”

“Mmmmhmmm,” she moaned, arching her back slightly and closing her eyes. “I want to remember the tenday we didn’t have a care in the world…no tours…no TV…oh…fuck, right there baby…”

“We have enough money,” he whispered in her ear, sucking on the tip of it. “We could spend the rest of our lives here. No more work…just us…”

“We’d get bored,” she moaned, grabbing a handful of his hair to hold him close. “We’d…mmmmmhmmm…fuck on every inch of this little island and have to get creative…weirder role play…bigger toys.”

“I’m still not hearing a downside,” he grinned, reaching down to grab her phone.

He flipped the camera around, sitting back up and aiming the lens towards her ass, getting a good angle of him fucking her. He began to thrust harder, making her ass jiggle against his hips. He pressed down on her lower back with his free hand, forcing her pelvis to tip back and allow him to thrust deeper. “I can’t wait for you to see this view,” he huffed, the lounger starting to creak from his vigorous movements. “Look at me, baby.”

She glanced over her shoulder, her mouth hung open before she smiled at him. “You’re…mmmmhmmm…lucky that camera has image stabilization,” she purred, her head bobbing with each thrust. “You get motion sickness.”

“I’ll show you motion sickness,” he growled, leaning down again and circling his hips against her.

He grabbed her book and then his, using them both to prop the phone up. He grabbing tightly to one of her hands, using the other to hold up her chin and keep her looking at the camera. “I want to see your beautiful face when you come,” he whispered, sucking and nibbling on her ear again as she started to buck her hips against him.

“I’m close, baby,” she whimpered, squeezing her thighs tightly together to put more pressure on her clit.

“Me too,” he groaned, her squeezing rapidly drawing his climax closer.

The lounger creaked louder as they moved in sync with one another, already knowing each other’s bodies so well despite their brief courtship and engagement. Their dual end was too exuberant to keep Addy’s phone upright, the camera catching only a few frames of her ecstatic climax before tipping over. Only their cries were recorded, the ocean rumbling quietly in the background. “Fuck!” Addy moaned, fumbling to grab the phone and managing to catch the shiver of Astarion’s back as he came inside her.

“Mmmmm,” he let out a happy sigh, glancing up at the phone. “We need to buy a proper camcorder and tripod.”

“If we up our production value enough, we could go pro,” she grinned, stopping the video recording.

“What’s your porn name going to be?” He teased, keeping himself sunk inside her to feel the fading pulses of her long climax.

“Cunni Honeydew,” she laughed, starting to play back the video. “You?”

“Hung Gooseberry,” he replied, kissing and nuzzling her neck but keeping his eyes fixed on the screen. “Gods, we look good together.”

“We do,” she sighed happily, gripping his hand, their wedding bands clicking together. “I love you…Mr. Gooseberry.”

“I love you too, Miss…Mrs. Honeydew.”

[femalefemur]

WIP Game

Rules: in a new post, post the names of all the files in your wip folder regardless of how nondescript or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet and tell us about it!

tagged by: @solivagantingrebel 🥰

i'm not doing all the files or this post will be a mile long lmao, i also thought i should translate some of the titles for people so feel free to call them either name!

Amour et Folie [Love and Madness] (a tristan and iseult AU, gaz x reader, angst, hurt no comfort)

Vecchi Amici e Vecchi Ricordi [Old Friends and Old Memories] (chapter two of my exorcists AU)

Saints (multiple drawings)

Possessive (dubcon, kidnapping, soap x reader)

Welcome Home (eddie wells x reader, hurt/comfort, happy ending)

τοῦ Ἀλέξανδρου [Of Alexander] (alex keller, ancient greece, angst, self sacrifice)

no pressure tags 💖: @syoddeye @cordeliawhohung @theywhowriteandknowthings @brewed-pangolin @deadbranch @going-to-ikea-for-the-fries @the-original-honeybun @pfhwrittes @glossysoap @keegansshark @flowermiist and whoever else sees this and would like to do it!

[xplainthexmen]

In which the theme is too many inkers; Cecilia Reyes has no patience for your bullshit; Genosha’s going to be just fine (it’s not); we would watch a supercut of Fabian Cortez getting punched; we bid an abrupt farewell to Gaia; and comics are exhausting, yet captivating.

X-PLAINED:

Dazzler’s murder trial

X-Men Unlimited #24

The past and future of X-Men Unlimited

Doctor Cecilia Reyes

Ghost Pirate Cap’n Bloodscream

Wolverine and friends

Pushing your kid out of a plane as a basic first aid skill

Banter

The Silver Samurai (Keniuchio Harada)

Sunfire and the Big Hero Six

Projectile-based wordplay

Irene Adler, spoiler machine

Genosha (again)

The Cabinet of Doctor Lensherr

Magneto’s panties

Stupid metaphors

Football stars and their football cars

Magneto’s nuanced and baby-filled past

Generation X #51

Hunter & Tristan Brawn

Helicopter grandparents

Artie & Leech, perpetual moppets

Emma Frost, forever traumatized

Generation X’s new costumes

Gaia as the Bird Boy of Generation X

Peach Momoko’s Ultimate Armor

Sauron and the Lizard’s agendas and fashion

Comic book collecting preferences

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