#oc: melody parker

[thatfooltheycallweaver]

The 'Someone Special'

Day 10 of @fluff-cember

Prompt: Carols

Pairing: Melody Parker [OC] x Steve Harrington

Fandom: Stranger Things

Word Count: 632

The snow had begun to fall outside as the sun set. Steve had come over to spend time with Melody. The fireplace was lit, the house decorated, and the two baking cookies and making hot chocolate in the kitchen. He had just finished mixing the cocoa powder into the pot of milk on the stove, setting the whisk aside to let it. He loved being able to do this with her, in a romantic context. They’d visited in the season to bake for three years, when he didn’t want to feel completely isolated after his break-up, but the last two had been together as a couple. He preferred it like this, to see Melody standing across from him as she beat the eggs, stealing glances at him. It made him feel wanted, and comfortable.

“Hey, sweetheart? This side’s almost finished, can you flip it?” She asked, referring to the cassette tape.

“I got it.” He assured her, placing his hand on her waist as he moved past her. He took the opportunity to kiss her cheek as he did. He took it out and flipped it, setting it to play, with Little Saint Nick by The Beach Boys starting off the B-side. He smiled, picking up the index card next to the case that she’d written the tracklist on, seeing some pretty standard stuff: Bing Crosby, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, a couple of one-off songs from The Ronettes, Perry Como, Brenda Lee--but what was more interesting was the one he didn’t recognize all-too-well: “Last Christmas by Wham!…?” He asked, looking over at her with a slight sense of betrayal.

“What’s wrong with it? I know it’s super recent, but it’s good.”

“Yeah, but it’s…I dunno, it just feels wrong to listen to on any day except Christmas.” She paused her egg-beating to look at him.

“Why?”

“Well, I mean, it’s just not something that could be a carol, y’know?”

“A carol?”

“Are you going to go door-to-door to sing it to people, honey?” He asked, chuckling. She resumed her work.

“I could, to prove a point.” She teased. “No, I just think carols are more broad than that--nobody goes door-to-door anymore.” Melody pointed out. “I think it means whatever you sing or listen to that’ll get you in a Christmas-y mood.” Steve moved over to the stove to take the pot off the heat, now that it was warm enough, pouring it into two cups and bringing one to her.

“Here, let me take over for you for a sec, your arm’s gotta be tired.” He took the whisk with a smile, continuing where she left off. “I just think it’s weird to listen to it before. Ever since it’s come out, I’ve tried to not hear it until the day of. Do you really think it’s so weird?”

“A little, but cute-weird. It’s very ‘you’.” She took a drink of her hot chocolate. “This is so good. You always make the best.” She leaned over, kissing his cheek. “I think the eggs are done, and we can add in the other stuff.” She put the mug down beside his and grabbed the dry ingredients she measured out earlier. She carefully poured it in while he mixed, enjoying the proximity. If he wasn’t holding the bowl while he mixed, he would’ve wrapped an arm around her waist. Once the batter became dough, they both measured them out, put them on pans, and put them in the oven to bake. Last Christmas came on, and she chuckled. “I think you lost your streak, baby. Sorry. Better luck next year?” He sighed, melodramatic.

“I hope so.” He mumbled, setting the timer and taking her hand. “Come here.” Steve pulled her closer, feeling her arms wrap around him as they swayed to the beat.

[huffle-dork]

I haven’t said but I’mma be in art fight again! I think it’s my 4th active year?? Hopefully I’ll be going the whole month this time!! Im so excited!

[sosoribro]

oc lore Thingies™

[artist-fan146]

Meli! Doodles and draw some stuff from a rp in the Spiderverse discord server! ( + @mikey-beep’s Oc Peter Warner!)

[saturnville]

more jude fics I beggg

where do we go?

pairing: jude bellingham x black oc warning: angst content: she finds her way to his house after midnight with no other thought besides where they move forward from here. reference: where do we go by andra day an: engagement is always appreciated, and highly encouraged. I hope you enjoy <3 tags: @mauvecherie-writes @emjayewrites @neewrites @saintslewis @boujiestpoet @vile-harlot @greedyjudge2 @cocobutterqwueen @cosmic-parker @blueaetherr + let me know if you want to be added/removed!

It was past midnight. The dark sky cried bitterly, its tears streaming down in sheets, drenching the earth below. Loud wails and heavy sobs shook the ground. Who was she missing? Perhaps the sun, her lover who disappeared for hours at a time. Warming her atmosphere for a few short hours before abandoning her for the light sky, leaving her cold and lonely in his absence,

Evelyn Alena watched the winding road intently. Her bright headlights cut through the blanket of rain. The storm's weight felt so heavy, so consuming, that it was suffocating. Her hands twisted around the steering wheel. Her knuckles turned white as she focused on an unknown destination; her eyes narrowed against the glare of the rain. 

While consciously, she had no destination, her heart had directed her brain to follow its created roadmap. It had driven her there, through familiar pathways and past streets with cars against the shoulder. It pulled her with a force she couldn’t name but couldn’t resist. 

The rhythm of the windshield wipers played a steady beat against the haunting melody of the storm. Thump. Thump. Thump. Clashing thunderclaps caused a sudden dissonance in the rhythm of nature. She jumped in her seat. She should go home, she told herself. There was still time to turn around and go home before it got too dangerous. But she kept driving. Her car moved slowly and steadily through the rain, hissing as it passed the large puddles at the road's edge.

Then she saw it. At the corner of the street, where it’d always been. Sitting pretty, strong in stature. An inanimate memory, holding safe the love she had wrapped in flesh. She hesitated, foot hovering over the brake, heart pounding in her ears. She made the turn.

Woodman Ave.

Familiar ground. Echoes of old footsteps. Laughter still lingered in the corners. She could almost see her and Jude walking those sidewalks, playing ball in the backyard (though she wasn’t very good), and throwing water balloons at each other during family cookouts. She could see the love between them. She blinked, and the ghosts disappeared.

She pulled into the driveway slowly. Her fingers switched the light, which let the house rest in darkness. Her breath hitched. Had she made a mistake? She couldn’t get in her head too much. She’d already made it this far.

She got out of the car and closed the door quietly. Within seconds, she was drenched. Yet, she didn’t move with urgency. One foot after another, she counted how many footsteps it took to get from the driveway to the front door. 15. 

She lifted her hand to knock but hesitated. What was she so afraid of? She’d already driven to his house during a storm, soaked her clothes like a child, and stood in front of his home. What more was there to be afraid of? 

She gulped. One knock, two knows, three knocks. Silence. 

The knock was quiet. Soft. Like whispers of the leaves during autumn. The door opens slowly. Her former lover, groggy from sleep, caught her silhouette through blurred vision. He blinked a few times. Evie. No words followed. She stood before him as her body shook, shivered, and quaked, evidence of walking in the rain. His eyes met hers—a moment of true recognition and understanding. 

Jude stepped aside, inviting her in. She stepped into the house slowly, water leaving her wake. There were no words to say. He stood behind her, his bare feet damp with rainwater, and peeled the wet coat off her shoulders. He tapped her hip twice, nodding toward the bedroom. 

She shuddered as she stripped out of her clothes. Each article hit the floor with a plop. She stared at herself in the mirror--bare-bodied, bare-faced, and bare-souled. What was she doing? A soft knock caught her attention. 

Without much thought, Jude cracked the door. She didn’t mind it. “Some clothes. Towel for your hair. Another towel for your body...” He handed her a pile of neatly folded clothes. They were hers. Her favorite was an oversized Avengers shirt and old college sweatpants. The towel was a gift from him. Black and microfiber to protect her hair. She wanted to smile. He never got rid of her stuff. 

Her eyes met his. He was tired, but so many emotions were swirling in his chocolate eyes. He was saying something, but she couldn’t make it out.

“Can you…I’m so cold,” she finally spoke through chattering teeth. Jude stepped into the bathroom. He shut the door behind him as if someone would follow. The black towel was thick and heavy in his hands as he wrapped it around her body. She let out a deep breath at the warmth. 

He took the head towel next. He wrapped it around her head, securing it with the string and button. He nodded once. “You okay?” She nodded back. “I’ll leave you to it.” With her damp clothes in his hands, he turned.

He said nothing further when he left. She slid the shirt over her body and shoved her feet into the pant legs. She sighed heavily. 

Her movements were slow as she opened the bathroom door and retreated downstairs. There were perks of living in a small home. Everything was easily accessible, and anyone could be easily found. His body was still against the couch. His finger drew circles around the rim of the pristine water glass, but not once did he pick it up. 

“Feel better?” He asked without turning around. She gulped. Her head bobbed as if she was seen. Her feet shuffled against the tile floor as she circled the couch and stood off. 

Burning ahead was the fireplace. Snap. Crackle. Pop. It warmed the living room and brought light to the desolate atmosphere. “Uh, yeah. Thank you. Room for another?” He lifted his arm, and she slipped under it; she was in her rightful place. 

Silence consumed them. There was much to say, but neither knew where to begin. Evelyn lay on his chest, her eyelids heavy and her vision blurred. Her body shook as it tried to regain its equilibrium from being chilled by the rain. Anxiety-ridden, she was. Nervous and unsure. Yet, the sound of his heartbeat, strong and steady, grounded her. 

Evelyn missed being so close to him. It felt like years, but it had only been a few months. There was a familiarity in how he held her near. Close and comfortable like she’d never left. Her mind raced with questions. Why was she here? Why’d her heart guide her to him?

Jude’s fingers traced absent-minded patterns on her arm. She wanted to ask if he missed her if he thought about her as much as she did him. But the words caught in her throat, held back by an unspoken agreement to simply exist, kept her from complicating it.

The storm began to die down. Violent winds and heavy rainpour tapered into a soft drizzle. It mirrored the quiet between them, a peace settling over the room, though the quiet tension lingered beneath it all. The fire continued to crackle in front of them.

“Jude...” she finally whispered, her voice hardly audible above the fading storm. But she didn’t know what else to say even as she said his name. There was no need. He responded with a quiet hum, his fingers pausing briefly before resuming their familiar dance on her skin.

They lay there like that for what felt like hours. The weight of everything unspoken hung between them, but neither felt the need to break the silence. It was a moment of comfort in confusion. Neither was sure where they would go, but basking in each other’s presence was enough.

[thedarlingdior]

I'm Valorie Dior Parker! It's a pleasure to meet you.

My exact birthday is December 18 and I'm 15 years old.

I go to Silvercreek Secondary Academy.

This is my roommate: @melody-g-darling

I enjoy multiple things like studying, books, school, cooking, charity, my parents... and lots more!

I dislike world hunger, poverty, and the Gaza strip conflict!

Here are some of my favorite songs!

THIS IS AN RP GROUP! YOU DONT LIKE IT? BLOCK ME AND LEAVE QUIETLY!

SILVERCREEK ACADEMY IS *NOT* A REAL SCHOOL

ORIGINAL OC BUT I DONT OWN ANY PAGE DIVIDERS OR PHOTOS POSTED ON THIS BLOG!

Want to join? Contact @aria-lived !

[socseptember]

Welcome to Soc September!

This is a blog that will only be active during September! In The Outsiders fandom we put most of our focus on the greasers. So this event is dedicated to all the underrated SOCs in the book, movie, and musical! It's not a contest or anything, just something to appreciate them all and have fun! If you want to participate please tag things with Soc September or tag this blog!

Here is how to participate!

Make artwork, headcanons, fanfiction, etc. of any SOC characters! Whether its more well-known ones like Cherry or Paul. Or ensemble members of the musical! Heck, even soc ocs you might have work! We accept just about everything! The last full week of September will also have a special event with prompts on the daily! We do accept ships including greasers but the greaser can't be the focus.

Prompts are here

Things that aren't accepted

We don't accept writing or art of the following

NSFW things about any characters, if its a bit suggestive that's different. But don't do anything blatantly NSFW. Also do not justify characters' actions if they are truly terrible. If you're writing in Bob's perspective of jumping Pony and Johnny and he's like "They deserve it!" that's ok since it's his perspective. But if you're doing character analysis and you're like "Cherry was evil for not saying hi to Pony and Bob was in the right to try and murder Pony!" that's a bit different. Blood and such is allowed just put a TW!

If you don't know the SOCs here they are under the cut

Cherry Valance- The redhead that Dally hits on and helps change Pony's perspective on SOCs. Marcia is her best friend and Bob is her boyfriend (or ex depending on how you look at it) She can be rather fierce and has an interesting perspective on things. She's kinda the main soc

Bob Sheldon- A curly headed blonde (or straight, dark haired) 18 year old. He's more villanized in the book and is killed in self-defense by Johnny. He's a mean drunk but is also a good leader and well-liked by SOCs. Cherry's boyfriend.

Randy Adderson- A dark haired 18 year old. Best friend to Bob and helps jump Pony and Johnny. He has a change in perspective after Bob's death and has a chat with Pony that helps humanize the SOCs. He's the boyfriend to Marcia though it is disputed on if they actually care about one another romantically.

Marcia M. Marcia- A SOC girl with shorter black hair. She is best friends with Cherry and is not seen outside of the drive-in scene. She is very witty and has a flirtatious conversation with Two-Bit Mathews. Many have begun to ship them. She doesn't have a set last name nor really a visible personality.

Paul Holden- An older SOC guy. Used to be good friends with Darry Curtis. Currently in college and skilled in football. Not much is known about his history with Darry but the fans have come up with a lot of it.

Chet Baker, Trip (Terrence Ib), Brill (Clark Brillsteen)- Musical ensemble SOC boys. Friends of Bob. Chet seems to have a crush on Cherry and may get with her after the end.

Beverly- Soc girl ensemble, dislikes the greasers. Melody Rose has given bits and pieces of her personality but she doesn't have any lines.

Melvin and Sergei- The soc boy alter egos of melody rose and sarahgrace. The best soc boys overall

Greg Parker- He's from the weird TV show and I know next to nothing about him

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

If you had to replace the official paring of one of your OCs (originally paired off with a canon character) with another OC, who would it be?

oh hell yes anon you are speaking my language!

so i mean i absolutely love crossovers!!! i feel like at this point my blog is a lot more crossover content than just my ocs!! but also yes i love cross shipping my own ocs very much for sure so let's go!!!

with friends (there are so so so so so many so this is just an itty bitty highlight reel)

Ace Hearts; descendants (canon ship: Evie) x @manyfandomocs' Gabe Legume

Kirsty Gilmore; gilmore girls (canon ship: Jess, Logan, Tristan) x @the-witching-ash's Simon Forester

Cassandra Aelius; percy jackson (canon ship: jason & reyna) x @megdonnellys' Waverly Sinclair – for context, i had to go to my masterlist to check Cass' ship because in my heart she is Waverly's soulmate

Clara Waldorf; gossip girl (canon ship: tripp) x @cecexwrites' Covey Covington

Will Parker; mcu (canon ship: tony) x @ginevrastilinski-ocs' Kit Barton

also not an originally canon ship but my baby Evie Van Der Woodsen's canon ship is my oc Theo but my favourite ship for her is still @cecexwrites' Finn Rockwell

with just my ocs (from different fics or not endgames in their stories) –

Willow Dell x Lucas Gilmore – Gilmore Girls (they're actually a couple that breaks up during their fic but also they're still my favourite ship in that verse too)

Jeremy St James x Lilibeth Anderson & Jeremy St James x Melody Naccarelli – Glee (Melody is a minor character in Jeremy's verse, Lili has her own separate verse)

Ace Hearts x Cosette Bellefleur – Descendants (separate verses)

I feel like there's definitely more but drawing a blank rip but this was so fun thank you anon!!

[beefromanoff]

Going Under Ch. 25

summary: shopping in NYC, core memories at the compound, and things get steamy.

characters: Bucky Barnes x OC

soundtrack: think twice - Eve 6

warnings: fluff, pop star fantasy x love story, set in an AU where the Avengers reunite after Civil War, pre-infinity war, slight angst, hurt/comfort, lonely reader/OC.

author’s note: this chapter was going to be twice as long, but I wanted to break it up into two. thanks for reading, thanks for letting me take it slow, because this is my favorite daydream.

ps...the images below from a certain daydream of Gianna's are from tiktoker @animarvelita and all credit is to them!

chapter list

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“Wakey, wakey!” Wanda plopped onto Gianna’s (Bucky’s) bed with the energy of an overeager puppy. She was still in her pajamas, the sun barely peeking through the window. 

“What time is it?” Gianna groaned, pulling the covers over her head. 

“Oh, come on!” Wanda protested, pulling the comforter back down. “I’ve waited so long to go shopping with a girlfriend, please don’t make me wait any longer.” 

“None of the stores are even open yet!” 

“Well, we have to stop for coffee first. Duh.” 

The magic word that always got Gianna out of bed. 

An hour later, they’d officially banished their bedhead and were ready for the day. The morning sun cast a golden glow on the sleek glass exterior of the Tower. Wanda and Gianna emerged from the prestigious building, only one of them surprised by what was waiting outside. As soon as they stepped onto the sidewalk, the peaceful morning evaporated. A swarm of paparazzi, twice the size of the one from the past night, awaited them. Cameras flashed, and a cacophony of shouted questions filled the air.

"Gianna, is it true you and Bucky Barnes are an item?"

"Ms. Cruz, any comments on your rumored romance with the Winter Soldier?"

“Ms. Maximoff, are you seeing Peter Parker romantically?” 

“Gianna, any new music coming soon?” 

Wanda's eyes narrowed slightly, her protective instincts kicking in. Gianna, accustomed to the media frenzy, ignored them except for a slight smirk at Wanda when she was asked a question about Peter. 

They swiftly made their way to the waiting black SUV, Gianna flashing her bright smile and waving. Once inside, Gianna let out a sigh, her shoulders relaxing. "Man, I didn’t miss that." she said with a chuckle, glancing at Wanda.

Wanda nodded, a faint smile tugging at her lips. "It comes with the territory, I suppose."

“So, are you?” Gianna’s eyes narrowed mischievously. 

“What?” 

“Seeing Peter Parker romantically?” 

“Oh, shut up!” 

Their first destination was one of Gianna's favorite coffee shops, a charming little place tucked in the corner of a smaller neighborhood in the city. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee enveloped them as they entered, the intimate shop a welcome refuge from the chaos outside.

Gianna ordered their specialty—a salted caramel macchiato—and Wanda opted for a chai latte. They settled into a corner booth, the soft hum of conversation and the occasional clink of cups creating a soothing background melody.

Pointing out of the window, Gianna said, "See that hotel over there? That’s where I used to live.” 

Wanda followed her gaze. “You lived in a hotel?” 

“Yeah. In the penthouse.” Gianna looked sheepish. 

“Damn, I can think of worse places to live.” 

“It might look glamorous, but it was incredibly lonely.” Her eyes glassed over. “There were some nights when the city seemed to mock my solitude. It’s always so busy, people everywhere, always on the move. I felt like I came home from the studio to my big, empty suite and all I heard were people’s lives happening down below. It just made me angry I didn’t have one of my own. "

Wanda's empathetic gaze met Gianna's. "I can't imagine how isolating that must have felt."

Gianna offered a wistful smile, attempting to shift the mood around. "But things are different now. I have you guys. I never thought I’d be able to say I’m going shopping with an Avenger."

“Oh, hush.” Wanda elbowed her. “You’re stuck with us now.”

With their coffees in hand, they strolled down the bustling New York streets, Gianna dismissing the driver for morning. She wanted to give Wanda the real ‘New York’ experience. 

Their first stop was a luxury boutique, its windows adorned with the latest couture creations. A little known gem Gianna’s stylist had shown her.

Wanda’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she browsed the racks, her fingers dancing across the hangars. "What do you think of this dress?" she asked, holding up a gown that caught the light and reflected it across the room in a thousand pinpricks.

Gianna smiled. "It's stunning, Wanda. It would look amazing on you."

Encouraged by her approval, Wanda decided to try it on, disappearing into the fitting room with a swirl of fabric. As she emerged in the breathtaking gown, Gianna couldn't help but gasp. "Oh my God, you look absolutely enchanting. You have to get it. This would be perfect for the gala, or whatever Tony’s throwing."

Wanda twirled, the dress billowing around her like a cloud. "I wish. Unfortunately, superhero work doesn’t pay as well as you’d think.” 

Gianna frowned. “You didn’t think I’d bring you shopping and not pay…did you?” 

Before Wanda could protest, she’d disappeared around the corner, telling the store owner to add it to her tab - along with matching shoes and earrings.

The day continued in a whirlwind of shopping bags, laughter, and lots of swipes on Gianna’s credit card. Despite the relentless attention from the paparazzi, they managed to stay one step ahead thanks to service elevators and back doors.

The sun had finally dipped below the horizon as Gianna and Wanda returned to the Avengers' Tower, their arms laden with bags from their day of shopping. Quite literally feeling like they were about to drop, they decided to spend the night in. After a quick change of clothes, Gianna swiping the baggiest sweats she could find from Bucky’s room, they met back in the living room. It looked even bigger than it had on game night, the two of them taking up hardly any space in the sprawling room. 

“Takeout?” Wanda purred, pulling her hair into a ponytail.

“Chinese?” 

“Wine?” 

“You dial, I’ll pour.”

As they sipped their wine and ate straight from the takeout boxes, a comfortable silence settled between them. 

After a while, Gianna let out a sigh, her gaze drifting towards the city lights twinkling outside the window. "You know, Wanda," she began, her voice soft, "I really am thankful we met. I haven’t had…a lot of friends."

Wanda turned her head to look at her, putting a hand on her knee. "I know. I haven’t either. I’m glad too. I didn’t know how much I needed this."

“It sounds so silly, you know? To have this crazy, dream life…but all I could think about was having, I don’t know, normal experiences. I used to watch all these shows on TV with best friends getting ready or talking or going shopping,” She sipped her wine. “I used to get so jealous. Then I’d feel guilty for being ungrateful for the life I had.” 

Wanda looked down at her lap. “I went to the store, kind of incognito, you know. It was right after they came out with my action figure. Nat had one for a while, I was so excited to finally get my own. I just wanted to go to the mall and see for myself. When I got there, I saw a group of girls, teenagers all buying one together. I went home crying. I didn’t even know why. It was…supposed to be something I was proud of, I was even going to buy one. Seeing them, all laughing together, it made me feel so alone. Then the fact that they were buying my action figure, it didn’t make me feel cool at all. It made me feel like some kind of…”

“Commodity?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Yeah.” Gianna squeezed Wanda’s hand. “I get it.”

“Damn…we really shouldn’t drink wine. This is depressing.” Wanda cleared her throat.

“Surely there’s something else around here somewhere.” Gianna laughed.

“Change of subject. What else do you want? You wanted friends, freedom, you got it. Maybe you’re speaking it into existence.” Wanda winked.

Gianna's gaze became distant, her laughter trailing off. “I don’t know…I guess I want more of this. I want to be surrounded by people I love. I don’t like to be alone.”

Wanda, unintentionally and without meaning to invade her friend's privacy, let her powers touch the surface of Gianna's thoughts. What she saw there made her heart swell. Images of a future, warm and inviting, unfolded before her. She saw Gianna and Bucky, their faces etched with happiness. Crows’ feet had formed around both of their eyes from years of laughter. They were surrounded by children with familiar blue eyes and dark hair, the spitting image of who Wanda could easily tell was their father. She could feel the longing, even in Gianna’s fleeting daydreams.

“Wanda?” 

“What? Sorry!” She shook her head, snapping back to reality. 

“I asked what you would want, if you could choose anything.” 

Wanda smiled. “I guess I want the same thing. Less training. More shopping sprees. A world that doesn’t need to be saved.” She winked. “To be able to wear heels around Peter without being taller than him.” 

“Cheers to that,” Gianna raised her glass, gesturing out the window to the sprawling city skyline. “Let’s hope there’s a shooting star out there somewhere.”

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“I still can’t believe it took three trips to unload all your bags.” Peter groaned, dropping the last round on the common room floor. 

“It wouldn’t have taken three trips if you could carry them all at once.” Wanda winked. 

“Hey, I’m not -” he protested before being interrupted by Gianna. 

“What, a superhero?” She elbowed him playfully. “Thanks, Peter. You’re the best!” 

Shortly after their early afternoon arrival at the compound, the sun had enticed everyone to enjoy the unseasonably warm October day. It was quiet around the compound, Tony and Nat still in New York and Steve and Bucky not due back from their mission for another day. Gathered near the lake, Peter and the girls had joined Sam on the dock. A game of frisbee had started, but got cut short when Wanda complained that she was bored.

Peter, raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Who's up for a little adventure?" he asked, a sly grin tugging at his lips.

Wanda perked up immediately. "What do you have in mind?"

With a dramatic flourish, Peter shot a web towards a nearby tree, creating a makeshift rope swing. "Ladies and Sam, I present - the world’s first Spider-Swing!” Tugging on the web, he swung out over the water before letting go and loosely backflipping into the water. 

Gianna and Wanda exchanged amused glances before Gianna shrugged, “Well, if it’s the world’s first!” She stood and kicked off her shoes, tugging her sweatshirt over her head just as a soaking wet Peter climbed onto the dock. 

“Yeah…probably should have taken my shoes off first.” He shook his wet hair, making Wanda squeal as the droplets rained down on her. Holding out his hand, he looked at Gianna. “You ready?” 

“Don’t make me regret this.” She grinned nervously, taking his hand. Peter pulled her to his side, wrapping an arm around her waist as he shot a web high into a nearby tree. The tension on the web pulled them into the air, cool wind sending Gianna’s hair flying behind them. When they got to the highest point, Peter let go, sending them both tumbling through the air towards the glassy lake. As she plunged into the water, the cold shock momentarily stole her breath, but it was replaced by exhilaration. From the dock, Sam and Wanda watched as they broke the surface. Gianna’s scream and Peter’s laughter echoed across the water. 

Their heads bobbed to the surface a moment later, laughter resuming. 

“Me next!” Wanda set her shoes aside.

“Girl, did you forget you can fly?” Sam eyed her. 

“Shut up!” A wave of her hand sent Sam hurtling off the dock and into the water. Peter climbed onto the dock, giving Gianna a hand before turning to swing away with Wanda. Gianna couldn’t help but notice his hand was ever-so-slightly lower on Wanda’s hip than on her own. She grinned as they fell into the water. 

Peter, clearly not content with the current level of excitement, decided to up the ante. With reckless abandon, he swung higher and higher, the arc of his swing stretching dramatically with each turn. The girls sat on the edge of the dock with Sam, clothes all completely soaked through. 

“Gianna, are you afraid of heights?” 

Wanda and Gianna exchanged a nervous glance, realizing what Peter was asking. "Peter, don't you dare—" Wanda began, but it was too late.

With a whoop that echoed across the compound, Peter looped his arm around Gianna’s waist and sent them both soaring into the sky, reaching a height that seemed almost impossible. For a heart-stopping moment, they hung frozen in midair, two silhouettes against the late afternoon sky. A second later, gravity reclaimed them, sending both bodies hurtling towards the water.

“Shit,” Wanda knit her brows together, holding a hand out to slow down their fall. Sam tensed beside her. Before she could engage her powers, Peter shot another web and swung to catch Gianna ten feet above the water’s surface. He held her around the waist, swinging by the dock and dropping onto his feet, lowering her gently to the ground. Her laughter rippled in the air, unaware of any danger ever surrounding her. She had nothing but trust in her friends, for better or for worse. 

Gianna wiped wet strands of hair out of her face, still laughing. “You have officially ruined roller coasters for me, nothing will ever compare to that.”

Peter bowed dramatically, water droplets cascading from his hair. "Thank you, thank you! I'll be here all week."

Sam and Wanda exchanged glances, both of them taking a deep breath of relief. They knew Peter would never intentionally hurt anyone, but sometimes his playful nature got the best of him and he’d forget how powerful he truly was. Before Gianna had even caught her breath from the adrenaline rush, two sets of combat boots thudded across the dock. 

“Bucky, stop!” 

“What the HELL were you thinking!” 

All four heads whipped around to see Bucky storming down the dock towards them, seeing red. Steve was hot on his tail, both of them still in full tactical gear. Without slowing down, Bucky made a beeline for Peter, who’d gone pale. 

“I didn’t, I was just -” He was cut off by Bucky grabbing a fistful of his soaking wet t-shirt and pulling him close. 

“You were just…what?” Bucky’s voice was a low snarl, dripping with rage. 

Peter, standing on his tiptoes as his shirt was firmly bunched in a metal fist, looked utterly terrified. "I...uh, we were just having fun, Buck, I swear!"

Steve placed a calming hand on Bucky's shoulder, his brows knit together. "Easy, Buck. Let's talk about this."

Bucky was on the edge, his concern for Gianna sending him beyond reason. He ignored Steve completely. "Fun? You call risking her safety fun?" His gaze darted to Sam and Wanda, who looked equally taken aback. "And you two, you just let it happen! You’re supposed to know better, what were you thinking?!"

Gianna’s eyes were big and watery, guilt bubbling in her stomach watching her friends get scolded. The playful atmosphere of moments before had been shattered. Her heart felt twisted, half of her overjoyed to see Bucky a day earlier than expected and half of her in shock at this side of him she hadn’t seen before. 

Bucky's jaw clenched, his frustration palpable. "She shouldn't have to risk her safety for anyone's amusement. She's not a toy, Wanda. I mean come on guys, the goddamn bruises on her back haven’t even healed!" 

“Bucky…” Gianna’s voice was soft, tentative. “No one made me do it…I wanted to. It isn’t their fault.” 

His harsh, angry expression faltered at her voice and he released Peter. Slowly, Bucky turned to Gianna, eyes running over her entire body. He gingerly cupped her face, still scanning for any sign of harm. “Are you okay?” His eyes had completely softened, all anger had given way to concern. 

“I’m perfectly fine.” She smiled softly, his warm hands feeling heavenly on her cold cheeks. Holding his gaze, she pressed a gentle kiss on his palm.

Steve stepped in, his tone firm but understanding. "We get it, Buck. I'll talk to Peter and make sure it doesn't happen again. We're all here to look out for each other."

Bucky nodded, but didn’t look away from Gianna. "You’re sure you're okay?"

Gianna nodded, her voice small. "I'm fine, Bucky, really."

Bucky's gaze lingered on her for a moment longer before he reluctantly backed down, his protectiveness still evident. "Fine…but you should at least get changed. You’re going to catch a cold if you stand out here in soaking wet clothes.”

She grabbed her sweatshirt from the crumpled pile on the ground, giving Peter and Wanda an apologetic look while her back was to Bucky. Turning, she held her hand out to him. “Care to escort me?” 

The tension began to ease as they walked back towards the compound, but it was clear that Bucky's protective stance wasn't just a passing moment of anger—it was a reflection of how deeply he cared for Gianna. His anger was well-contained, so for it to come out so wildly, especially towards his team…they knew he wasn’t messing around when it came to her. 

Once they were out of earshot, Steve turned to the group, eyebrows raised. 

“You guys could have been a little more careful.” 

“I know, Cap, it’s my fault. I should have stopped it.” Sam looked sheepish. 

“No, no, it’s my fault, I got carried away and—” Peter began to fumble out an apology before Steve interrupted, holding a hand up. 

“I get it. You don’t need a lecture. Just…be careful. Especially with Gianna. Bucky’s a little overprotective, especially since the accident. No harm no foul.” He gave a reassuring smile. “But you should get changed, don’t want anyone getting sick around here.” 

Back in her room, Bucky made a beeline for the massive bathtub that hadn’t been used yet. As hot water began to fill the basin, Gianna sat on the edge, tugging on his arm. 

“You’re back.” 

“We finished a day early, I wanted to surprise you.” 

She chuckled. “You definitely did.” 

Bucky sighed, dropping to his knees in front of her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to lose my temper. I just…when I came around the corner and saw you, so high in the air, all I could think of was that day.” His jaw clenched. He didn’t have to elaborate. They both knew exactly what he meant. “You were so vulnerable and I was too far away to save you. If something had happened to you—”

Gianna stroked his cheek, tilting his head up to look at her. “I know. I should have been more careful. I didn’t mean to scare you. You were completely justified to feel that way.” 

He studied her face, eyes still concerned. Wordlessly, she lifted her hands over her head, giving him a pleading look. The water was the only sound as his hands grabbed the hem of her soaked t-shirt, slowly pulling it over her head. His breath caught as he studied her, topless, right in front of him. He’d seen her change before, but either averted his eyes of politeness or, more recently, desire to avoid temptation. This time, his eyes were locked on her. Goosebumps erupted across her skin, the cold air caressing her exposed body. 

Gianna stood, her stomach now level with his eyes. Slowly, deliberately, he slipped his fingers inside her waistband and tugged her sweatpants down. She stepped out, leaving a soaking pile of clothes on the floor and her standing in nothing but a pair of white lace underwear.

For the second time today, Bucky showed a side of himself she didn’t recognize. His eyes were dark as he bit his lip, eyes devouring her. As he knelt before her, he ran a hand up the back of her leg, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. His blue eyes were hungry as he looked up at her, the intensity making her blush. Steam curled around her body from the nearly full bath behind her. 

A teasing smile danced on her lips as Gianna turned away from him. Hooking her thumbs in the lace, she let the last article of clothing fall to the floor. Bucky let out a soft moan, frozen in place on his knees. She lowered herself slowly into the water, the warmth feeling indescribable on her chilled skin. When she was fully submerged, she rested her elbows on the edge, meeting Bucky’s eyes. 

“Join me?”

His breath caught. 

Eyes full of want, he reached out and stroked her hair back from her face. The cargo pants and tactical vest he had on, still adorned with weapons, made him look even bigger than he was. The juxtaposition of his intimidating exterior against his soft, pleading eyes was poetic. For a moment, Gianna felt like she couldn’t breathe. 

This is it. It’s finally going to happen. 

Just as she felt warmth and butterflies flood her stomach, he stood. 

“I should clean up.” Bucky’s eyes had cleared, something inside him shifting. “I haven’t showered in days, I’m disgusting. I’ll come back when you’re done and we can catch up.” 

He knelt down, cupping her surprised face, and planted a sweet kiss on her forehead. “I missed you.” 

Before she could protest, he was shutting the door behind him. 

What the hell just happened? Gianna blinked. 

Bucky shut the door to his room harder than he anticipated, leaning against it as he tried to catch his breath. Goddammit. This is going to be harder than I thought. He stripped off layer after layer of his gear and stepped into the cold shower, trying with everything in him not to think about her in the hot bath one room over. 

[programrue7]

Sorry it’s been so long.

Thought I’d add my spidersona and my oc from atsv. Say hello to Ginny Tezuka( Kitsune) and Melody Parker(Ghost Spider).

Ginny is the taller one and Melody is the smaller one. Ginny is from earth-29 and Melody is from Spectacular Spider-man’s universe. Sorry she looks like she’s not from there. Not an easy style for me to draw.

Details later, promise.

[insomniac-jay]

OC Parents & Gifts

Miss Parker's Class

Wanda Harkness-Nightwalker:

Ixion Harkness | Thoth: Gift - Conjuration

Alicia Harkness-Nightwalker | Lady Phantom: Gift - Seeing Ghosts

Svetlana Yevgenievich:

Nikolai Yevgenievich | Slayer: Gift - Darksoul

Yelena Yevgenievich: Gift - Portals

Crystal Mulenga:

Abrams Mulenga: Gift - Rock Formation

Rahkeem Mulenga: Gift - Temperature

Ai Hitomi:

Aito Hitomi: Gift - Perfume

Camila Hitomi | Erosa: Gift - Affection

Tenshi Zokukurai:

Rentaro Zokukurai: Gift - Angel

Amako Zokukurai: Gift - Firebird

Akimichi Kurakimichi:

Akuza Kurakimichi | Asmodeus: Gift - Devil's Flare

Shara Kurakimichi: Gift - Curse

Kujaku Samaras:

Adonis Samaras: Gift - Peacock

Kirameki Samaras: Gift - Bedazzle

Emma Seiza:

Yoichi Seiza | Hyperion: Gift - Heavenly Light

Thea Seiza | Theia: Gift - Ether

Fubuki Yukigumo:

Byakuya Yukigumo | White (K)Night: Gift - Overfreeze

Pauletta Yukigumo: Gift - Healing Water

Ayaz Utano:

Ryoya Utano: Gift - Whistle

Bahar Utano: Gift - Deep Sleep

Jaime Gupta-Ruiz:

Ibrahim Gupta: Gift - Mechanization

Ximena Ruiz: Gift - Armor

Hachiko Huamani:

Amaru Huamani: Gift - N/A

Chisa Huamani: Gift - Pixel Graphics

Candy Williams:

Warren Williams | Confectioner: Gift - Delicacy

Meadow Williams | Sugar Plum: Gift - Cotton Candy

Yang Haitao:

Yang Wei: Gift - Dark

Yang Hua: Gift - Light

Byeolbit Oh:

Sang-woo Oh: Gift - Meteor

Hyo-rin Oh: Gift - Stardust

Melody Suwan:

Niran Suwan: Gift - Aura

Utane Suwan: Gift - Music

Seisai Hoshokura:

Keizo Hoshokura | Radiator: Gift - Lamplight

Shiho Hoshokura | Queen Jewel: Gift - Jewelry Box

Arthur Akirakami:

Akinobu Akirakami | Crusader: Gift - Sunsword

Gwendolyn Akirakami: Gift - Blacksmith's Touch

@floof-ghostie @calciumcryptid @beyonettta @opalofoctober @elflynns-horde-of-stuff @pizzolisnacks @peachyblkdemonslayer @milf-percy

[kurocookieemi]

Something inspired by a friend

so, in some of @pinkyberet ‘s OC bios, she lists the OC’s favorite food, drink, snack, and candy, and i wanted to try the same for my main HN OCs. i asked her a while back if i could do so and she gave me permission, so credit goes to her

Yoko Asahina

Favorite food: Onigiri

Favorite drink: Ramune

Favorite snack: Mochi

Favorite candy: Milky

Rinko Asahina

Favorite food: Yakisoba

Favorite drink: Pocari Sweat

Favorite snack: Senbei

Favorite candy: Pocky

Ren Hua Kuang

Favorite food: Chicken chow mein

Favorite drink: Tea made from flowers (like hibiscus tea, lotus tea, etc)

Favorite snack: Mooncakes

Favorite candy: Tangerine tanghulu (she’s tried other tanghulu before but tangerine is her favorite type) and melody flute lollipops

Onkar Barad

Favorite food: Chicken tikka masala

Favorite drink: Pepsi

Favorite snack: Murukku

Favorite candy: N/A

Kendra Parker-Hall

Favorite food: Mac and cheese

Favorite drink: Gatorade

Favorite snack: Doritos

Favorite candy: Jolly Ranchers

Patrick Davis

Favorite food: Burgers

Favorite drink: Coffee

Favorite snack: Cheetos

Favorite candy: Butterfingers

Tae Yoon-Mi

Favorite food: Korean fried chicken

Favorite drink: Strawberry milk

Favorite snack: Kkobuk chips

Favorite candy: Malang Cow candy

Azra Demirci

Favorite food: Kızartma

Favorite drink: Herbal teas

Favorite snack: Kale chips

Favorite candy: N/A, but on rare occasions she can enjoy a little bit of dondurma

Joshua Mendoza

Favorite food: Pizza, tacos

Favorite drink: Monster Energy

Favorite snack: Clover chips

Favorite candy: Skittles

Murasaki Igarashi

Favorite food: Spicy yakitori

Favorite drink: Beer

Favorite snack: Karamucho

Favorite candy: N/A

[artist-fan146]

Melody “Meli” Art dump!!!

[heyhellohihowareyou]

My ocs in picrews since I’m still too lazy to draw some of them.

Links: PC 1 PC 2

Characters’ flags and pronouns (in order):

Kat: Bisexual (She/Her)(May go by Kit/Kitself too)

Ruby: Bisexual (Technically bi-curious) (She/Her)

Melody: Asexual (She/Her)

Penny: Lesbian+Trans (She/Her)

Makayla/Kay: Genderfluid+Bi (She/They/He)

Cameron: Demiboy+Aromantic (Aroallo to be more specific) (He/They)

Matt/Matty: Genderqueer (They/He/Any) (Also is there a term similar to achillean but for someone who’s genderqueer/agender or anything like that? Matt’s attracted to guys/masc presenting people but idk if it’s okay to put them down in the achillean label yet and I can’t find anything on it.)

Lucas: Gay mlm (He/Him) Jake: Trans+Bisexual (He/They)

Parker: Demi+Bisexual (Demiromantic Bisexual to be specific) (He/Him)

Feel free to ask me questions on them^^ (<- She’s begging you)

[thechaosmuses]

Below the cut you'll find a list of my MCU muses along with their face claims (more info about each oc muse will be up soon but if you have any questions in the meantime don't be afraid to pm me, I have info on Google Docs for all of them.)

Total Muses; 39 Newest Member; Celeste LivingstonAdded; 5/15/23

Sterling Atlas Ward... portrayed by Ian Somerhalder Kailee Elizabeth Holtz... portrayed by Megan Fox (villain and hero verse) Joaquin Miguel Torres... portrayed by Danny Ramirez Peter Django Maximoff... portrayed by Evan Peters Pietro Django Maximoff... portrayed by Aaron Taylor-Johnson Wanda Marya Maximoff... portrayed by Elizabeth Olsen Camelia Waverly Maximoff... portrayed by Danielle Rose Russell James Buchanan Barnes... portrayed by Sebastian Stan Kaleb Jonas Barnes... portrayed by Logan Lerman Steven Grant Rogers... portrayed by Chris Evans (note: i have both pre-serum and super soldier steve) Maxine Josephine Rogers... portrayed by Kathyrn Newton Michelle Julia Jones-Watson... portrayed by Zendaya Coleman Peter Benjamin Parker... portrayed by Tom Holland Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy... portrayed by Emma Stone Peter Benjamin Parker... portrayed by Andrew Garfield Jonathan Spencer Storm... portrayed by Chris Evans Melody Elizabeth Young... portrayed by Sabrina Carpenter Kate Bishop... portrayed by Hailee Steinfeld Natalia Alianovna Romanova... portrayed by Scarlett Johansson Yelena Fyodorovna Belova... portrayed by Florence Pugh Anastasia Sloane Lenkov... portrayed by Holland Roden Wren Nika Volkov... portrayed by Josephine Langford Wynter Nadia Volkov... portrayed by Lili Reinhart Brunnhilde Valkyrie... portrayed by Tessa Thompson Loki Laufeyson... portrayed by Tom Hiddleston Cordelia Ara Odinsdottir... portrayed by Ashley Benson Amora Delphine Brantley... portrayed by Leighton Meester Celeste Juliet Livingston... portrayed by Brenda Song

Crossover/Genderbent Muses

Nikolai Nathaniel Novak... portrayed by Daniel Sharman (tvdu to mcu) Charmeine Ayla Hanlon... portrayed by Zendaya Coleman (spn to mcu) Kaiden Edward Holtz... portrayed by Ian Somerhalder (genderbent kailee) Petria Delilah Maximoff... portrayed by Alexandra Daddario (genderbent pietro) Stephanie Grace Rogers... portrayed by Dove Cameron (genderbent steve) Jamie Belladonna Barnes... portrayed by Kaya Scodelario (genderbent bucky) Samantha Trinity Wilson... portrayed by Gabrielle Union (genderbent sam) Theodosia Audra Odinsdottir... portrayed by Rachel Taylor (genderbent thor) Lady Loki Laufeyson... portrayed by Katie McGrath (genderbent loki) Calder Ace Odinson... portrayed by Chad Micheal Murray (genderbent cordelia)

[companionwolf]

Wolf's F/Os

Romantic

John 'Central' Bradford (XCOM) - ship tag: f/o tag

Queerplatonic

Parker MacMillan IIIII (Blaseball) - ship tag: honeycake

Platonic

Roger Cumstone, Jordan 'Jordie' Arseno, Caesar Bridges, Gavin Westover, Magdalana (Glass Cannon Network's 'Get in the Trunk) - ship tag: trunk buddies

Harris Schafer, Roman Moritaka, Clinton Barker (LoadingReadyRun's 'Alien: Heat Death') - ship tag: laudomia crew

Kitchens (unMadeGaming's ALIEN RPG 'Dotverse') - ship tag: kitchens

Jay Merrick (Marble Hornets) - ship tag: friends with fireflies

Tim Wright (Marble Hornets) - ship tag: what if this storm ends?

Peter Strasky (SOMA) - ship tag: impact event

Rusty Nickel (Geomon) - ship tag: guiding light

The Reader (Blaseball) - ship tag: trustfall

Parker MacMillan Prime (Blaseball) - ship tag: gentler stars

Parker MacMillan III (Blaseball) - ship tag: unmonitored

Parker MacMillan IIII (Blaseball) - ship tag: best friend!

Sam Yao (Zombies Run) - ship tag: voice in the dark

"What are We?"

Evander 'Ever' Rishon (my own OC) - ship tag: evermore

James 'Lucky' Garrett (my own OC) - ship tag: lucky star

Other Potential F/Os

Robert Melnikov (ReGenesis)

Jeanne (Fuga Melodies of Steel)

... this one's a secret (Delta Green)