#mj ff

[turtlecleric]

-Hello! Saw your post and might have gotten inspired-

There's an odd sensation at the back of your neck.

It's intangible, ethereal, but it's there. It makes your hair stand on end and makes you want to find whatever is doing it. It's especially prevalent whenever you're talking with your best friend. And it usually stops when either you look or said best friend glares at whatever the source is.

Unfortunately, though, it's been a month and it hasn't completely stopped. Hell, the glares only work half the time, now, the sensation returning sometimes so quickly that you have to look at Leo almost pleadingly so he can extract you from the situation.

He does, bless the slider's heart. It's always with one last hateful stare at whoever is behind you, but he does. The only problem is it's getting more and more suffocating.

And you hate it. God, you hate it.

There's no context. It's gotten almost random. Worst of all, it's starting to drive you out of the lair and you like being there.

So you ask.

Raph is clueless. Mikey looks incredibly nervous but won't say anything. And Leo, who seems to be at his wit's end, does the unthinkable and sends you to the one person who's been actively avoiding you for the past month.

The door shuts behind you with a slam. You hear your best friend call for a vacation. But you can only blink as you take in the state of the room you're in, unable to believe that this — this mess you stand in, is Donnie's room.

You're no expert on the softshell, but the few times you've been here, it's been pristine. It's been so clean, in fact, you thought you'd catch your reflection in the floor. Now... now it looks like a hurricane passed through and from the prickling sensation on your cheek, you know the shape of it.

You turn. Take a step back. And heat courses through your veins as you hear the softshell climb out of his bed and make his way to you.

The tilt of his head would be cute if not for the stare.

"Who –?"

"Leo."

"Why?"

"I asked."

And the fact that he stretches above you only makes you feel like prey, even if it is to open the door.

"You should go."

"Why?"

"I'm not safe."

"Why not?"

"It's spring."

Oh... Oh god. That... explains so much.

You carefully grab the door and slide it closed, hoping he gets the message. From the way he grabs and pins you to the wall with his arms and mouth, he does.

"We'll need to talk after."

"After?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"'Cause the only thing I want is you screaming my name, right about now."

Goddamn, does he.

-Hope you enjoyed!-

👁👁

[nubimera]

I kinda need a DbH x Spider-Man au in my life right now

Can I have Connor as Peter Parker? Because let's be honest, that would suit him so well

Just please

[xxladymjxx]

Modern!Eddie would be a Final Fantasy and Kingdom Hearts fan! This isn't even up for debate.

The minute he sees the opening pre rendered cutscene his eyes bug out in amazement and he is hooked.

The characters. The story. The worlds. The combat. Eddie loves every minute.

[12timetraveler]

When someone constantly interrupts you when you're trying to tell them something and then gets mad that you never told them about the thing.

Like bitch

I tried.

Many times

You deemed the weird looking zit on your back more important.

[priokskfm]

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[wp100]

why are people spreading so much false info about MJ. Like his mugshot is fucking real. That picture is unedited. It's real. The lighting is just shit and he didn't look his best in the 2000s with the straight hair wigs. My god.

These young fans need to get a damn grip and accept that he looked like that in some photos in the 2000s. It happened. You can't change it.

[heesvnqie]

>>Gata Only- Lee Heeseung FF

pairing: fem!reader x heeseung

word count: 1.9k+

synopsis: You and Heeseung's patrolling session at Hogwarts dungeons turns into a makeout session.

genre: smut, hogwarts au

warnings: >> smut,cussing, biting/marking, fingering, begging, choking, slight hair pulling, size kink, dom!heeseung x sub!reader, unprotected sex (a big NO-NO), edging, slight overstimulation, creampie, manhandling. petnames

Song playing: Gata Only by FloyyMenor and Cris MJ

Notes: My two absolute favourite things together!

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As you walked through the cold corridors of Hogwarts, a shiver ran down your spine. You were running late for patrolling.

One male and one female student were chosen from each house in their fifth year to act as prefects. They would continue to be prefects in their sixth and seventh years until they left school.

From Gryffindor, you were chosen as the female prefect. But compared to the male prefect, you were nothing.

The male prefect was none other than, THE Lee Heeseung. He was a ace, a perfectionist, most popular boy of Hogwarts. Starting from juniors to seniors, 99% of them knew him. He was a pureblood, a son from one of the well-known families of the wizarding world.

While on the other hand, you were not from a pure blood family. Though you had great academics and also were a perfectionist but not even close to Lee Heeseung's level.

This evening, just before you left for patrolling, you had been called out by Professor McGonagall. She complimented you on your being the prefect for the hundredth time since you had got the position and presented a long speech on how the position should not change your attitude and how you should not consider yourself above others.

So, now you found yourself walking towards the dungeons. Your area of patrolling was usually near the Great Hall. But Snape had asked you and Heeseung to patrol near the dungeons rather than the Great Hall.

You reached the dungeons as you fixed your skirt and made sure that the shirt was tucked in properly. You fixed the cloak as you held your chin high as you walked down the stairs into the dungeons.

It was dark as the dungeons glowed dark green. The Slytherins Common Room was located in the dungeons afterall.

As you walked a few steps into the dungeon, you felt a presence behind you as you sharply turned back.

There stood Lee Heeseung, face inches away from yours. His eyes glinted in the green glow as he smirked.

Your breath hitched as he walked a few steps closer, his body towering over yours.

You had a damn crush. A crush on the boy that stood now infront of you.

Who didn't have a crush on him afterall?

He was all that a girl would want in a man.

This is was surprisingly your third interaction with him. The first one happened during first year on the Hogwarts Express, when you both shared the same train cabin. The second was during the third year, when Snape had paired you two for making Amortentia.

He chuckled as he felt your breath hitch.

"Remember me?" He asked as it caused you to scoff. You pushed him off you as you walked ahead, shouting back,"Who doesn't. The question should be asked by me if you remember me?"

He laughed at your reply as he ran up to you, walking beside you, matching your speed.

"Cute." He muttered under his breath quietly.

"Well, why wouldn't I remember you? Kim Y/N." Hearing your name from him was like heaven. Your composure was threatening to crumble down.

You stayed quiet. You never expected him to remember the name of a person like you who was just a nobody at school.

"Hey why quiet?" He whined as he suddenely stopped in front of you.

You looked up at him with a sign of vulnerability in your eyes.

"Everyone says that we have a spark." He said as your eyes widened and your mouth opened but no sound came out.

Your mind shoots back to the memory to first year when you and Heeseung had shared the same train cabin. You two had had the best time on the Hogwarts Express as you had chatted for hours and laughed away. The other two students who also shared the train cabin had spoke up and pointed out that you two had a spark among yourselves. You two had looked at each other as you both had coughed awkwardly as the train had come to an halt at Hogwarts and you two had scuttled away from each other.

But why was he bringing it up now?

"W-who said that?' You stuttered out.

"Everyone does. I know that you consider yourself as a nobody but that's not correct. You're very popular among the boys." He said with a smile.

"Really?" You were in utter disbelief.

He nods as he steps close as he whispers into your ear, hot breath flowing down,"And I know everything about you."

You look at him bewildered.

"What do you think? My attention is always on you." He said with a chuckle as he held your shoulders and turned you around. Your back now faced him.

"Let's continue patrolling!" He announced happily as he pushed you a bit to start you walking.

You two walked around the dungeons and realised that the dungeons were a HUGE place.

As you two walked towards a isolated place which glowed more green than the other areas, Heeseung pinned you to the wall.

Your breath stuck in your throat, you stuttered out,"W-what are you doing Hee?"

He looked deep into your eyes.

"You know what?" He asked."I cannot hide it anymore."

"I like you."

Those three words made butterflies erupt into your stomach.

"Really?" You ask.

He nods.

"Through all those fangirls and other playgirls, I waited for you. Only you."

You two stand looking deep into each other's eyes as he breaks the silence.

He speaks up with a bit of hesitance. "What about you? Do you feel anything towards me?"

You chuckle at his straightforward behaviour.

"Yes." You hiss out. He chuckles happy as he jumps around the dungeon.

He opens his arms as you accept the hug happily.

"I am the happiest man on earth." He says then he goes quiet as you see a smirk grow on his face.

"Well, well." He takes small steps towards you as you back away till your back hits the cold dungeon wall.

"We're all alone you see." He points out as he continues,"And it's late so nobody will pass through this part of the dungeon."

"S-so?" You ask as he walks close as you feel his warm breath flow on your face.

"I am no playboy, Kim Y/N. " He says as you feel his hand wraps around your waist.

"And right now I want to fuck you." He presses his body on yours and groans as he whispers in your ear. "And now the thing that is left is your permission to allow me to."

You hesitate but soon feel him whisper,"I have waited too long. I can't control it."

He licks your earlobe as he nibbles on it, making your knees go weak and panties damp.

"Heeseung." You breath out his name. He hums while he places wet kisses down your neck.

"Fuck me."

And that were the only two words that Heeseung ever wanted to hear in his life from your mouth.

Heeseung pulls you into his arms, his lips crashing against yours in a heated and intimate kiss. His hands roam your body with a sense of urgency, leaving a trail of fire everywhere he touches. You respond eagerly, wrapping your hands over his shoulder.

Every touch sparks into flames, as you two forget about your surroundings.

Heeseung groans against your mouth, pressing his body on yours as he rubs his clothed cock on you.

"Oh god. You drive me crazy, you know that? he whispers, his voice thick with desire.

His hands move with confidence and purpose, knowing exactly how to drive you wild. "I can't get enough of this." Heeseung murmurs, his lips trailing down your neck.

Heeseung’s kisses move lower, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of your skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. His hands are everywhere, caressing, teasing, and worshipping your body.

He slips your panties down and slides a hand over your pussy which makes you gasp. You tilt your head back and he makes rounded movements on your clit.

Suddenly he flattens his tongue over you, licking a long line from your entrance to your clit. You cry out again, feeling lightheaded as your hands squeeze into fists. He slides 2 fingers into your slick opening, and you know it won't be long before you're coming.

"Feel good?", he murmurs, his voice a low, seductive growl. His eyes lock onto yours, the intensity in his gaze holding you captive. Your back arches off the wall, and you struggle to find your voice, your breath coming in short, ragged gasps

"S-so good," you manage to whisper out.

Heeseung’s smile widens, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. He moistens his hand, his fingers gliding over your clit with a newfound slickness, amplifying the sensation. The friction combined with the wetness sends a jolt of pleasure through you, making you cry out. His movements become more insistent, his fingers expertly playing your body.

Heeseung’s fingers maintain their relentless rhythm, each movement pushes toward your climax.

His fingers dive lower, exploring your wetness before returning to your clit, now wet with your cunt and his cock. He adds a third finger, sliding them inside you, curling them just right to hit that sensitive spot that makes your knees almost give out. Your body is caught in a whirlwind of pleasure as you hear him say,"Tell me how much you want this."

"I need you so bad, heeseung. please, don’t stop." You moan out unable to keep quiet.

His eyes darken with desire, and increases the pace of his fingers, thrusting them deeper inside you. The sound of your wetness fills the dungeons. But you two are not scared of getting caught.

"Come for me. Show me how much you wanted me all these years."

His words is your signal. With a final, high-pitched moan, you come, your body clenching around his fingers, the pleasure crashing over you in waves.

As you calm down, he takes his fingers out of you, bringing them to his lips and licking them clean, his eyes never leaving yours. The sight is intense.

Heeseung kisses you, lips claiming yours with a new level of neediness. You can taste yourself on his tongue, a reminder of the pleasure he just gave you.

He pulls away from the kiss, his eyes dark with desire as he looks down at you, his breath ragged.

Heeseung’s eyes glow with desire, as he aligns his cock with your entrance, his tip touching your sensitive clit, making you gasp.

Heeseung chuckles darkly as he slams into you, a broken groan leaving his lips. He begins to fuck into you at an ungodly pace and you cling to him, moans and desperate cries leaving your lips. Heeseung's lips find your neck and bite at the skin there as he continues to snap his hips into yours and every time his pelvis connects with yours, you feel going to heaven and back.

"You’re so tight." He groans, his voice rough. "Damn you make me feel so good."

You can only moan in response, your body meeting his thrusts eagerly, the pleasure overwhelming. Heeseung’s movements become more uneven, his control slipping as he nears his own climax. He reaches between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in time with his thrusts.

The dual sensation is too much, and you feel yourself moving toward another climax.

"Cummming for me again babygirl? yeah?" He says, his forehead still on yours, his breathing ragged.

With a final, powerful thrust, he sends you over the edge, your orgasm crashing over you in a wave of ecstasy.

He follows you moments later, his own release tearing through him, his hips stuttering as he spills inside you. He collapses on top of you, his breath ragged and his body trembling.

You pulls your panties up as you sit down on the dungeon floor tired.

He sits down and pulls you onto his lap."Fuck, you are mine." he bites his lips and places his head in the hollow of your neck.

"Gata Only."

THE END-----

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Hope you enjoyed the story! You can send me your request and ideas! I love reading them. Requests open to be in my perm taglist..

[hobiebrownismygod]

Do you know any e-42! miles morales x reader fanfics similar to yours ?

hmm I do know some accounts that make some great e-42 miles fanfics but I don't think there are any that similar to mine idk

but to get started I'd recommend the following

@kyngjaice --> heart wrenching mm fanfics :(( @teatoptony --> really cute MJ au that lowkey broke my heart when first reading it @daydreaming-en-pointe & @vhstown --> each have made a few but not centered around 42!Miles (gotta give my awesome ff mutuals shoutouts tho)

Sorry if I forgot anyone who writes 42! miles fics or has a 42 centered account. Feel free to comment under if I forgot you and I'll add you asap. I just can't remember all the people who's fics I love on the spot 😭

As for fanfics these are some of the ones I like the most!!

For All The Mary Janes Wear My Love Princess of New York 3AM Frights

These are just a few that were on my dash recently, but if I find more that I like I will definitely reblog them so you'll end up seeing them on your dash if you follow me

But also, the way I write Miles is just my own perception of his character. They're all headcanons. For this reason, theres not gonna be a lot of fics super similar to mine. But if you are looking for things with the same gist I recommend these accounts and stories first!

Keep in mind that my requests are always open so if you ever want to see a 42Miles story and you want it to be in my style, just let me know! I try to get to all my requests as quickly as possible <3

Sorry for the long post but lastly there was one fic I really enjoyed on Wattpad called "You've Changed". I think its one of the best Miles Morales fics I've read and I absolutely love it and recommend it to you!

Hopefully this helps anon :)

[flodaya]

Perfect scenario would be euphoria cancelation and Zendaya's casting announcement in something cool to be filmed over the January-may period. But I'm having MJ's mindset right now and expect that shitshow to happen and think that possible explanation to JE and SS schedule is that they asked for their roles to be reduced so they can focus on their film career and that new season gonna be heavily revolving around Rue

okay let’s use logic here: do we think Z would really put the whole show on her shoulders when she’s only getting 1 million per episode??? she’s getting 10 million for a 2 month movie shoot ffs, guys plss,plus Z and Sam’s fallout, like there is no way an entire season will focus on Rue 💀 let’s be reasonable here

and besides wanting Levinsons downfall I’m very impartial if Z plays housewife or shoots another fun movie before sm4, whatever she wants, she’s already giving me a very fun project to look forward to right now so I’m fed and happy 🥰

[thgfanfictionlibrary]

Missing Moments in Canon/Canon Compliant Fics Masterlist (3)

Part 1 / Part 2 /

Created: June 6th, 2024

Last Checked: ---

Sneak Attack-burkygirl Summary: A surprise during Peeta's walk home from the bakery could change everything. A little winter Everlark interlude post-Victory Tour. Still Burning-Autumnanox (ao3) Summary: End of Mockingjay through Epilogue from Peeta's POV. Intended to explore Peeta's character, the trauma he endures throughout the series and his journey of healing. The hijacking forces Peeta to experience exactly what he told Katniss the night before their first Games he would rather die than do - let them change him, let them destroy his sense of self. This is the story of Peeta Mellark trying to find himself again after the war. That I May Be Weak…-chele20035 (ao3) Summary: Katniss and Peeta enjoy a evening without the kids.  That Stunt with the Berries-Abagail_Snow (ao3) Summary: After his mishap with nightlock, Katniss teaches Peeta how to identify safe plants to eat. At least that was the plan. The Luxury and the Necessity-Devanrae (ff) Summary: Post-Games, life slowly returns to normal in District 12. Katniss, healing, finally begins to turn to Peeta for affection and accept his love. Post-MJ Canon. Alternate K&P POV. The Night Belongs to Lovers-burkygirl (ao3) Summary: Katniss finds it easier to be honest about her feelings for Peeta at night when no one else can see. Everlark growing back together in three scenes inspired by Because the Night Belongs to Lovers, co-written by Patti Smith and Bruce Springsteen. Trigger warnings for language, allusions to torture and sexual content. The One I Need-bubblegum1425 (ao3) Summary: It's all in the title... Quite simply, Katniss goes on a journey to find the one she needs the most. They Know We’re Alright-Alliswell (ao3) Summary: Katniss and Peeta miss their fathers, after their baby’s birth. They assure themselves through lullabies. Toasting-albinokittens300 (ao3) Summary: One year after the revolution, Katniss thinks about the future. There isn't much she is sure about despite all her healing. But what she is sure she wants has to do with her Boy With The Bread. Token Conversations-dispatchesfromdistrict7 (ao3) Summary: Five conversations Peeta Mellark has in regards to the locket, his district token, prior to the Quarter Quell.

[ao3feed-multifandom]

HAYFFIE WEEK/MONTH MAIN THEME POLL

Please, reblog to reach more people. The more, the merrier

Every fanworks is welcomed (ff, headcanons, incorrect quotes, fanarts, drawings, manips, gifsets, videos, aesthetics, moodboards, playlists,..) So, you can vote even if you aren’t a ff writer

IMPORTANT: pick the main theme that you like but also one that inspires you and that can work with specific themes/prompts and for different fanworks too

main theme = title of the Week

specific themes = the prompts for each days, some examples are written between the (..). These ones will be decided later, after the main theme will be picked

(The post about “when the week will happen” can be found here)

[sookiesookie]

swim good₊˚.༄ shuri udaku pt.1

titled inspired by “swim good” by frank ocean

paring: shuri udaku x blk fem! reader

summary: (a cliche) in sitcom-like fashion, an unathletic shuri udaku attempts to join the swim team to impress a girl she likes.

part summary: shuri is smitten and her lovesick ass gets into trouble.

word count: 2.5k

content will include: third person story-telling + reader goes by all pronouns, nerd!shuri, pining!shuri, athlete stem!reader, reader is aware of shuri’s efforts and finds it adorable, the reader is a huge tease, reader’s a flirt but they’re rlly sweet too, reader is shorter than shuri but stronger, college au, swim sports au, peter parker and friends cameo as her lil nerd group (???), shuriri are besties and dormates, swim teacher!namor, t’challa is alive and he’s the wrestling team coach :’), wrestling team co-coach!m’baku, fencing teacher!okoye mentioned, literature teacher!nakia mentioned, shuri’s hair is the short coily undercut in this story, I refer shuri by like six diff nicknames for fun bc it’s funny and we having fun, by “purple-clad” shuri I mean purple flannel and not the tracksuit, y’know, bc she’s a nerd /hj, I call them teens bc they’re still eightTEEN and nighTEEN, a good chunk of the story is just the other characters dogging on shuri for her sitcom ahh decisions and lines lmao, lots of banter, sitcom-like corniness and humor, sexual jokes but not rlly any content, some tension tho, pretty much fluff, just a lil fun🤷🏾‍♂️

a/n: i didn’t know whether to make this a college au or high school au bc technically I’m bout to leave high school but I’m also not in college yet so idk what id get right or wrong sooooo I’mma play it safe and go freshmen in college???

tags: @bellaallebbella1 for the dt @pinkwright @inmyheadimobsessed @zayswriting @generallysapphic bc they’re the pioneers and my favs fr, and @vampzxi cuz it’s lowkey inspired the shuri high school headcannons even tho it’s not rlly even close but shoutout fr

alsooooo since just getting back into writing like this outside of school direction and im not used to writing a straight shot one shot, this gon be multiple parts IM SAWRIIIIIIIIII, it’s only 2 parts tho

AGAIN THIS IS MY FIRST FF IN A WHILE AND I DIDNT HAVE ANYONE PROOFREAD IM SAWRI IF THE PACING OR THE PLOT COMES OFF INCOHERENT😭😭

#1

[MONDAY AFTERNOON]

Her smooth silk brown skin glistens

under the sunlit illuminated windows

as the water trickles

down her broad shoulders

to her god-crafted muscles,

flexing with every step they take

ever

so

slightly

out the pool.

Their chest heaving,

a slightly tired

yet heavy gaze

as they skim around the room at their peers,

eyes landing on one particular figure

with a similar look in their eye.

Her stoic demeanor is slowly replaced

with a playful smirk as she eyes...

wait…

SHE’S LOOKING AT ME-

SHIT!

Shuri snaps out of her internal monologue, jumping from the huge glass that peered into the school’s aquatic center, and quickly bolts through the double doors that lead to the hallway. When she’s out of sight, she slumps over, catching her breath. “Wow, Ms. Nakia would have either granted me an A+ or sent me to the principal’s office with the type of words I was thinking,” Shuri chuckles to herself.

After a brief pause at her words, her face heats up as she quickly facepalms in shame.

“What the hell am I saying?”

Reluctant, she trudges down the hall in embarrassment, making her way to the place she considered her third home: the science building computer lab (her second home was chemistry lab 2b).

In there resides Peter Parker and Ned Leeds, sitting around a desktop clicking away at some first-person shooter game, with an unwavering MJ Watson sitting a couple of seats away from the boisterous boys, head in a book per the usual. All three teens lined up in typical geeky fashion. Shuri slumps her book bag over a computer table, the sudden noise breaking the immersion of the boys who then looked up from their game, spotting the presence of their purple-clad friend.

“Dude, what have you been doing all this time?” Ned scowls. “We didn’t have any clubs today and we’ve been waiting for you for the past twenty minutes to walk to that new milk tea cafe MJ’s been telling us about.”

Not lifting her head from her book, MJ snarkily remarks, “She’s probably been too busy ogling the crap out of that poor girl over at the aqua center.”

Shuri’s face heats up as she’s quick to defend herself. “Cut it out! Of course I wasn’t!”

MJ smirks, still not looking up from her book. “Sorry, lemme rephrase that better: she’s probably been too busy eye fucking the crap out of that poor girl over at the aqua center.” Blood rushes through Shuri’s cheeks as she sputters incompressible excuses from her mouth, MJ giggling at her discomposure from her book.

“You’re such a mess, Shuri! When are you gonna finally buckle down and rizz her up– or at least go up and talk to the girl instead of borderline stalking her almost every afternoon?” Peter playfully pokes the purple-clad.

Shuri sucks her teeth, swatting him away. “One: the word ‘rizz’ sounds extremely uncanny coming out of your mouth. Please refrain from using that word around me again.”

Collective snorts bounce off the embarrassed white teen whose shit-eating grin twists into a poker face.

“Two: I don’t eye Y/N almost every afternoon.” Shuri pshaws and waves everyone off.

“Oh, my bad!'' Peter dramatically gasps, slapping a hand over his chest. “It’s every morning, lunch break, assembly, dinner break, class transition, and EVERY afternoon.” Collective snickers break out as Shuri backhands Peter, not harshly, but hard enough to derive a strained “ack!” out of him.

“But seriously, Shuri, it’s about time you try and get this girl’s number.” MJ goes on, finally looking up from her book and putting it on the table spine up. “It’s no use for you to keep on hopelessly pining after this girl from afar and not putting in the effort to actually pursue her.” Shuri slumps into a chair and releases an exasperated sigh.

“I do, but what would a versatile and talented girl want with a one-trick pony nerd like me?” MJ visibly cringes at the purple-clad’s words. “Ewww man, this isn’t the 80s! We are NOT living in a Disney Channel sitcom. There’s a lot of people would go for somebody as smart and intelligent as you, you know that.”

“Yeah, maybe to do their homework for them,” Shuri retorts. MJ pauses. “Hmmm, now that claim, I won’t completely disagree with...” “MJ!” Ned dramatically gasps as he lightly slaps MJ on the shoulder.

“Don’t listen to her, Shuri. You are perfectly capable of winning Y/N over just the way you are.”

The purple-clad snickers. “Now THAT was something you could’ve sworn was straight out of a Disney Channel sitcom.”

About 15 minutes later, the eccentric group of teens close up the computer lab and continue down the hallways with milk tea on their minds… except for Shuri. She trails behind the bunch, head hung low, peeping at Y/N’s Instagram.

As her walking gets slower as she’s gaping at her phone, the coil-haired nerd brushes her shoulder against what she thinks is just a wall. She lifts her head to notice the shorter, dark, and gorgeous swimmer— the same one on her phone that she still had in open view.

“Oh! Whassup, Miss Shuri!” Y/N’s eyes light up as he greets the taller.

Shuri’s breath hitches at the lovely emphasis put on her name, blood running cold as she quickly checks her peripheral to make sure the gang wasn’t around to humiliate her more than she already was.

Meanwhile, the teens heard what was going on behind them, but chose to continue on their merry way, intentionally leaving the two alone in the middle of the hallway.

She looks back at the short athlete and returns the greeting with a bashful smile. “What brings you here, Y/N?” The nerd quickly asks in a desperate attempt to carry the conversation, forgetting that people don’t need a reason to just roam the halls, something she mentally facepalms herself for right after.

“Nothin’ much,” Y/N chuckles at Shuri’s nervous efforts. “I’m just coming out of my swim practice. Mr. Namor was runnin’ me dry today.”

The athlete pauses as if she’s recalling something, the corners of her mouth slowly curling into a knowing smirk.

“I saw you peeping me over at the center earlier,” she drawls, “figured you wanted to speak to me about somethin’?” The athlete’s tongue subtly swipes across her bottom lip, as she gazes up at Shuri with a particular look in her eye, irises occasionally shifting down to the open Instagram page still on her phone, waiting for an excuse.

It was enough for the poor nerd to melt into a puddle, knees buckle and collapse, and lay sprawled across the hallway floor right then and there, but luckily for her, she still possessed a pinch of dignity left within her. With fleeting composure, gripping her backpack strap with strain, Shuri gives a weak pshaw.

“Me? I was just passing by! I just really like watching the team…”

You…

“...practice.”

As Shuri desperately attempts to form more words that can potentially save her, her eyes flicker to a *very convenient* bulletin board behind the shorter athlete. There, plastered on the brown surface was a poster: “CALLING FOR NEW MEMBERS! Swim Team Tryouts This Thursday at 5 pm! Swim Your Way To Success!”

Oh, Bast…

“In fact, I’m thinking of trying out for the swim team myself,” the nerd straightens up and states proudly, hoping she masked the way she winced at her words.

Y/N, who was expecting a different answer, gapes at the helpless girl in slight shock. “Oh, for real? That’s crazy! I never pegged you as a swimmer, Shuri.”

The nerd’s mouth forms a goofy grin. “And why is that?” She dramatically slaps a hand on her chest. “Is it because I’m of the darker persuasion?”

This derives a hearty cackle out of the shorter athlete, Shuri’s stomach fluttering from the fact that she made the girl laugh.

“Negro, please,” Y/N catches his breath and straightens up. “It’s because… I mean…” The shorter athlete trails off, eyeing Shuri up and down, the nerd’s cheeks heating up in the act.

“You know what? Nevermind. I can’t blame you for wanting to try. Hell, I’ve been swimming since 4 years old, the feeling’s exhilarating.” Y/N sighs off into the distance, as Shuri internally gushes at the shorter athlete’s passion.

Suddenly she snaps out of her trance and backtracks on the words of the other girl.

“Can’t blame me for wanting to ‘try’? Are you still assuming I can’t swim?”

Y/N waves his hands in defense. “No! I’m just saying–”

“Well I’m GOING to try out, I’m GOING to swim like a pro, and I’m GOING to get on the team!”

After a brief pause at her sudden outburst of competitiveness, Shuri reels it back in with a small “...respectfully,” and a cheeky smile.

Amused at the nerd’s sudden wave of confidence, Y/N clasps their hands together in accord. “Sounds like a plan then! I guess I’ll be seeing you Thursday then.” The shorter athlete readjusts the duffle bag strap on her shoulder and starts to walk closer to Shuri, laying an encouraging, yet, knowing hand on the taller’s shoulder, and leans into her ear.

Shuri could have sworn she was imagining what was rasped next.

“Word of advice: work on that backstroke… I know I will.”

Y/N then pulls away with an innocent grin and brushes past the appalled nerd, continuing on their merry way, but to suddenly turn around to yell one last thing:

“And your phone’s still on!”

Frozen in place, the girl slowly peers down to her cellular (one she made the mistake of changing the display settings to go into sleep mode after 5 minutes) still on Y/N’s Instagram page.

Once the athlete was out of sight, Shuri’s knees buckled as she grips the nearest wall, releasing a sigh of relief, quickly washed over with a wave of anxiousness.

What have I got myself into?

#2

“Y’know a backstroke is a type of swim move, right?”

Riri chuckles at Shuri as she clicks away on her calculator, doing her homework on her bed. The young prodigy lifts her face from it being buried in her pillow and whines.

“But she said it so… sultry like… and her voice was so… raspy… it felt INTENTIONAL!”

“Or maybe your horny ass misconstrued her words and heard ‘backshots’ instead of ‘backstrokes’!” Riri giggled as Shuri proceeded to throw a pillow at the girl.

“Regardless, either word could be used as an innuendo, she did it on purpose,” Shuri retorts.

“Okay, okay, whatever. Sooo, what are you gonna do?”

Shuri flops back on her bed with a sigh. “I will try out for the swim team, like I said I would. I mean, she sounded so intrigued when I mentioned I was interested, and the passion in the way she speaks about it— I should at LEAST try.”

“Aww, I guess that’s fair,” Riri begins to coo. “If you knew how to swim.”

“Huh?”

“Shuri, I have never seen you TOUCH water unless it was for drinking or an experiment, let alone be EMERGED in water outside of taking showers and baths in it. We’ve had campus water activities and pool days before and each time you’ve said ‘I’m busy, I’m busy.’”

“Well I was, you know I have school work as my top priority.”

“We have them during school breaks, Shuri, you don’t work on a school break!”

Riri releases an exasperated sigh. “Shuri, can you swim or not?” The prodigy gives her friend a hesitant look. “I mean, I’m not the worst at it…”

“Shuri, just say you’re shit at swimming.”

“Fucking hate it.” Shuri blurts out. “Haven’t stepped foot into a pool since I was 6.”

“Damn it, Shuri!”

“You wanted me to be honest!”

Riri chuckles in disbelief, shaking her head. “That’s not even it, Shuri! Swim team try-outs are on Thursday, that’s in THREE DAYS! You barely know how to swim, what makes you think you’ll be ready within the next three days?”

“I’ll figure it out, okay?” Shuri stresses, trying to calm herself down. “I mean, you seem to know how to swim. Why don’t you teach me?”

“One: you dug this silly lil’ hole yourself,” Riri wags her finger at the prodigy, “I’m not helping you with shit. The most I’ll do is braid your hair back the night before so it can fit better in the swim cap you’ll have to put on. Two: I couldn’t teach you even if I wanted to because I wouldn’t have time, I’m stacked up on homework for the next few days.”

Shuri groans in her pillow, flopping back down on her bed once again. The young prodigy felt hopeless with no more ideas left… except for one last hope.

“No.”

“C’mon, brother! This is my love life on the line!”

T’Challa chuckles, crossing his arms. “You got yourself into this mess when you knew you couldn’t swim.” He raises is hands in defense. “You have a death wish, I am not helping you.”

“But that’s what Riri said!” Shuri whines.

“Well Riri is a good friend, keep her around. As for me, I have a gym to organize so I am going to continue what I was doing.” T’Challa does just that as he starts to pick up idle weights off the floor.

“I’ll pay you!”

“I have a job, and you’re a broke college student.”

“But with an internship!”

“An unpaid internship.”

“I’ll be your very best friend!”

“I’m your brother, and I already have plenty of friends.”

“Oh, like that old brute that works alongside you?”

“I heard that, you oversized midget!” A snarky coach M’baku scowls from the connected office.

“I’m 5’5!”

“And I’m 6’5, midget!”

Shuri rolls her eyes waves him off. “You work with that oversized man baby,” she sneers to T’Challa.

The older chuckles as he continues to tune out his sister’s persuasions while he tidies around the ring.

“Brother, please!” Shuri drops to her knees dramatically, rubbing her hands together in impatience. “I’m becoming desperate, I REALLY need your help!”

The younger continues to plead as the older man begins to cringe at the pathetic display, checking his peripheral to make sure she wasn’t causing a scene for unwarranted pedestrians that may walk past the gym.

“Okay okay, I will help you! Just stand up, PLEASE! You’re embarrassing me!” T’Challa quickly reassures the girl on the ground.

Shuri’s pleas quickly halt as she jumps to her feet, showering her brother with “thank you”s.

“Ahh, don’t thank me yet,” the older waves the girl off. “And I’m only going to be RE teaching you the basics. Any extra stunts you want to pull for your little girlfriend besides that will be on your accord.”

“Deal,” Shuri clasps her hands together.

“Now will you please leave me be? I have a gym to attend to.”

“Whatever,” Shuri remarks as she starts to head for the exit, “But just know I will be at the gym pool, bright eyed and bushy tailed tomorrow morning!”

The girl slaps the doorway wall and points at her brother, who both chuckles and cringes at her enthusiasm.

Once the bubbly teen was out of sight, M’baku wheels himself to the office doorway in his rolling chair.

“You know she’s going to drown herself.”

A reluctant T’Challa sighs. “Yep.”

To be continued headass…

[cartoonus-maximus]

Was tagged by @bakawitch! 💙

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Some of these are current wips and some are not, some are text documents and some are drawings, but they're all unfinished projects so...

psych out chap 7

shades color wheel challenge full

cw cleo

ygo xmas in july plans

the spider and the fearsome four

sg and the ff

p mj and j

raising the storm

5 times plus 1

psych pokemon au

marvel suicide squad au

flames and form

kiss or die

back to the 80s

can you hear me

Tagging: @steampunk-swift-arrow, @merryclaus, and anyone else who wants to play (no pressure to anyone).

[xjoonchildx]

Serious hoseok ff recs pls!!!

here's a few that i've read and LAWD they are all fantastic:

burning flames or paradise by @yoongiphoria

yeah, i begged MJ for another part to this story. i sure did. i have no shame. this was so fucking fantastic i was gritting my teeth the whole way through it because it hurt so good. give me 10,000 MJ stories forever. please. thanks.

the one where hoseok plays with fire by @eoieopda

okay, so i begged jade for a sequel to this to but like? i'm? easy? haha i dunno, give me a world as rich and compelling as this and honestly you can't blame me for being a little insane afterwards. i could go on and on about how fucking talented jade is but her writing does the work for me. phew. so good.

the wood by @sailoryooons

you wanna talk about someone who nails everything she touches? hali: she does. not. miss. hali weaves through genres and characters so beautifully that none of her stories feel the same, they're all riveting, and they all leave me winded like i just ran a mile. insane talent. and i promise, this hoseok is very ... serious 😉

i'm also going to pour one out for one of the OG bad boy hoseok fics on this site, one of the first i ever read where he was just bad but it was oh so good. whereever you are @joonbird i hope life is treating you well. you can read heartbeat here and it doesn't even matter that it's not finished, it's still worth the ride 💕

[edgepunk]

alone, break & fear!!

alone: How does your OC deal with loneliness? Have they ever been completely alone before? How do they act when there's no one around to see them?

Oh, he was alone quite often, especially in college when he was still figuring things out with his sexuality and was busy with his studies + superhero work, so he didn't have much time for his friends and family. And like I mentioned in the previous ask, he was completely isolating himself during the symbiote remnant arc.

Being alone is a double-edged sword to him - when he's purposely isolating himself and pushing people away, it's to his own detriment without realizing it. After a while, he can get annoyed by others and snap at them when they're trying to reach out to him. Loneliness can also be freeing to him, especially when he's just swinging through the city and taking in the sights. But when he's alone, as in, he's alone at home, he loudly blasts music and sings along while tinkering with his gadgets, or writing code on his laptop.

break: What would cause your OC to break down completely? What do they look like when that happens? Has anyone ever seen them at their lowest?

Deaths of his loved ones, definitely. It almost happened with Gwen, but Peter saved her just in time before she'd die of the fall from the bridge. That was still a very traumatizing event to both of them, which shook them and caused their breakup, then Gwen moved to live with her aunt in California.

I'm gonna spoil this, but I planned this for a while - May dies in this AU. And it has nothing to do with Peter or Spider-Man or anything like that - she dies suddenly of natural causes, i. e. heart failure. If this were a TV show, it would be the very last scene of the season finale. So yeah, Peter has no family left and it weighs heavy on him.

This, however, happens about six-eight months before the symbiote remnant arc and up until then, Peter pretty much pushes his grief away. He hasn't processed her death in a healthy way, which adds to his already crumbling mental health during that arc. That was his lowest point, and both the FF and MJ saw him. Basically, all of New York saw his lowest point when he turned into the symbiote monster.

fear: What is your OC's greatest fear? What do they do when confronted with it? Are they open with their fear, or do they hide it away?

I think Peter's biggest fear is definitely endangering his loved ones because of his identity being revealed to the public and his villains finding them to harm/kill them. It terrifies him, he thinks about it constantly, which is why he's trying so hard to cover his tracks.

[velvetwyrme]

Do you have any music that reminds you of Edge?

... Kinda? I'm not the sort of person to make playlists based on characters but... I DO have a playlist for Flipping Fate! I'll stick a sampling of the songs under the cut in no particular order ^^

Edit: as I was drafting this post I remembered I think Blorbo Thoughts a lot while listening to music, so I DO actually have some songs that make me think of Edge!

can you hear the thunder: Thematically appropriate re: the themes of storms in Flipping Fate. Tumultuous emotions!! This was a VERY early addition to my Flipping Fate playlist lol.

Cut Me Up: Reminds me of both Edge and the FF!Reader actually! It's a song all about not being able to voice your true emotions soooo...

Walk the Line: I like to think about Edge working through his feelings and figuring himself out, especially in respect to shifting universes and the resulting adjustments that he needs to go through. This hits pretty close in that respect.

Lay All Your Love On Me (Vampire Rendition): I listened to this for a few months while writing Flipping Fate and like... ah. The lyrics and the way they're sung is really reminiscent of Edge to me.

villain: Just read the lyrics. Need I say more?

Your Stupid Face: THE silly enemies to lovers anthem, of course I'm including this. "I didn't run away! It was a strategic retreat" is particularly Edge-y. Flipping Fate didn't take this direction, but it still makes me think of Edge.

Don't be Afraid: This is actually moreso a SF/FS!Pap song to me (depending on context) but I feel like the lyrics also fit Edge's internal thoughts :3c

If yall have any other songs that remind you of Edge I'd love to hear them 👀!!