#peter parker x poc

[fizziedoodle]

dating peter parker pt.3

[shewroteaworld]

And So, You Will

Pairing: Tasm!Peter Parker x WOC!reader

Premise: You have a difficult time coping after the 2024 US election; you're not sure how to perfectly react. Peter reminds you that you don't have to.

Warnings: US 2024 election, mentions of racism, mentions of bigotry, doomerism

Word count: approx. 2,400

A/N: You're never alone. Stay healthy, stay sane, stay joyful. This blog is here for you.

You lay down on the couch, staring at the ceiling. The glow of the television and the hazy golden light from the dying lamp on the side table are the only lights in the room. Still, you can barely see through the dark.

You turn onto your side, your nose centimeters from the back cushions of your couch. Like a little kid, you tuck the crochet blanket you bought Peter under your chin. If they could see you right now, they’d say you’re pathetic.

Liberal tears. Weak. You deserve this.

The thoughts choke you like an anaconda squeezing your neck. If they could see you now, they would mock you. If they could see you now, they would rip you to shreds.

The bigots masquerading as mere Twitter trolls and haters won today. The people who post hate so vile it nauseates you are popping bottles of champagne. The rub is, part of you believes them. Maybe this victory is a sign. Maybe your bloodline comes from nothing more than the dirt they say it does. You’ve seen the racial abuse, the statements that people who look like you deserve to be slaves. “Your body my choice” posts by male white supremacists etched themselves into your brain. You were letting them win, and the mental battle of persevering versus taking a break from the pain threatened to send you into a mental breakdown.

Is this what we support? Is this who we are?

“Are you still awake?”

You poke your head above the couch. Peter’s kitchen is bathed in a pale blue light from the television. Peter's watching you from the kitchen area, shrouded in shadow.

“Peter?” You whisper. How did you not hear his slippers?

He steps into the light. “You need to turn this off.” 

You don’t say anything as he comes around the couch, grabs the remote from the dining room table, and clicks the TV off. You were so weak. People were hurting, communities could be staring down the barrel of unrecoverable damage, and you couldn’t bear to watch the coverage of the carnage as it transpired. Why were you born so weak? You hate this. You hate yourself.

Peter clicks on a functioning lamp. The living area is bathed in cool light. With care, he picks your legs up by the calves and maneuvers around your feet. He squeezes onto the end of the couch. Gingerly, he rests your feet down in his lap.

“I know…” He takes a deep breath. “I know it’s easier for me to say, and I know I don’t know in the same way you do, but…this isn’t healthy for you.”

You stare with dead eyes at his clavicle. “I can’t go to sleep.”

He smooths your hair by your ear. “You can’t or you don’t want to?”

“I’m too anxious.”

He hums. “There are some things we could do to help. I could make you some tea, we could watch a movie–”

“Who cares about movies?” You ask morosely. You twist so you’re laying on your back.

“I think it could help.” Peter says this so honey sweetly it makes you want to cry. Or gag. He strokes your calf, and you shiver.

“I don’t want to be helped.” It’s one of those thoughts that finds your tongue before your

His hand halts. “What do you mean?”

You take a deep breath. Hot tears choke your throat. You can’t cry again. You should feel free to cry again. This was devastating. You’re the stereotype of all the hate you see. You’re the whiny person they say you are. You’re mourning for a vision of America you thought could be possible. You’re mourning for your community. You're mourning for the climate of the world that the US will harm immeasurably. You can’t cry. You have to cry. You’re stronger than they know. You’re the weakling they’ve branded you to be.

You swallow bile. “Who cares if it’s healthy for me?” 

“What do you mean?” He repeats, gentler, like you're a doe he could startle.

“Who cares? It doesn’t matter. The world doesn’t care.” This was happening. You had to stay glued.

“You’re informed. You’re smart. You care. Taking a break doesn't mean you're turning your back on anyone or anything.”

“I can’t. I have to know what’s being said. I can’t be the person who turns their back. I can’t.”

He strokes your hair. “Is it turning your back to take care of yourself?”

You jerk away from him. “Isn’t that how we got here? People only care about themselves!”

You know there’s no shame in voting for your best interest. But that’s the kicker: whose best interest was this for? It wasn’t for the working class. The richest people in the world just accrued $64 billion worth of wealth. But there are people who don’t think that despite all the evidence. You could go on about media bubbles and resistance to cognitive dissonance, but really who cares? Truly?

The thing that burns you inside, the thing that hurts the most is that bigotry won unequivocally. It doesn’t matter if she’s more qualified, a better speaker, has more than a mere vision but fully constructed plans for policies. It doesn’t matter if they call her the anti-Christ, insult people, or have an entire 900-page document of how they will make America worse. 

And they know it doesn’t matter. That’s how they win. But your heart is broken. Because tens of millions of people have either drinken the misinformation Kool-Aid or simply don't care; they do not care. It doesn’t help that so many left-leaning people stayed home; they were willing to turn their back on the economy, democracy, education, and minority rights. 

But who cares about minorities unless you are one? Maybe that’s the key take away. No one cares and everything is miserable. So you have to care. What other choice do you have? You’re the only one who cares about your suffering.

People were hurting. Your community was hurting. And if you wanted to talk about that- how real people were harmed and how people harmed themselves it would be considered talking down to people. It would just open you up to racial abuse. What was the point? What was the point of any of this if you couldn’t have a child with Peter one day without fearing for your life and the child’s? Why did any of this matter if people’s economic opinions weren’t based on data but correlations which did not equal causation?

It didn’t matter. So all you could do was watch. Just watch and observe. And sink into the despair which you know will drown you. But you feel unending guilt if you look away– if you allow yourself to take a breath, just be happy, like you did at your friends’ house tonight.

You sat around. Watched a movie with Peter and his friends. There was some commiseration but primarily just watching A Bug’s Life and laughing. Were you a loser? Were you wrong for not paying attention? Were you wrong for relaxing? Were you wrong for not relaxing enough?

Maybe that’s what building a deep community looks like…having fun and being present when things are hard for you and your friends and family.

And there’s the rub. How can you be present and free in the moment while also scrolling non-stop on the worst things that are being said and done in this world?

“You’re not responsible for saving the world,” Peter says.

You go still. “Easy for you to say. You’re out there saving the world.”

“I save people.”

“Peter, you have a hero complex and you know it.” You take your feet from his lap and curl them towards your body in criss-cross applesauce.

“And you’re there to remind me I can’t save everyone. That there are things out of my control. That I need rest,” Peter says.

“But I didn’t get bitten by a radioactive spider. All I have is my voice and my mind and if my voice is getting smothered, this is all I have left. Doomscrolling. Like the feeble loser the people sending anonymous messages to Black women that they will be enslaved say I am.”

“You aren’t a loser. You aren’t defined by what people say you are.”

“How am I not?” Tears filled your eyes. “I live in a society where even if am over qualified, hard working, intelligent, just based upon how I look people will ride me off. Just based upon how I look people will toss out my pain. Just based upon how I look people will say I’m not worth anything and treat me like I’m not worth anything. They can be insulting, racist, and it doesn’t matter. Those same people can have the highest positions of power in our society. You endorse policies that kill women and still have the highest position of power in our society. What can I do other than scroll?”

“But all that leads to is your despair and poor mental health. That doesn’t help anyone. If anything, it helps the people who want to harm your communities.”

You grunt in frustration. “And I know that!” You pull at your hair. “I’m aware of that but it doesn’t matter. I feel like if I look away I’m failing and if I don’t look I’m failing. I feel like if I feel sadness I’m giving into a narrative and if I soldier on and pretend I’m fine they’re also winning. There’s no way for me to win.”

“Maybe the way to win is by choosing yourself.”

“I don’t want to be selfish, Peter.”

“Listen to me.” He says. He cups your face in his calloused hands. “You did your civic duty. There’s nothing you can do about the result. What you can do is take care of yourself and build community. And I know you know that.” He strokes your cheek. “But you need to give yourself permission to do it.”

“I know,” You say. “I’m just scared. I’m scared for my safety. And I’m worried if I look away I’ll be hurt or I’ll somehow be hurting other people.”

His eyebrows furrow. “Why?”

“I’ll be hurting them because I’ll be ignoring their pain.”

“But it’s not anyone’s job to feel the pain of the whole world alone; you can’t possibly know the pain of the whole world.”

“Something I think about sometimes is how there are women in the world who are literally enslaved, people who have lost everything in bombings, people who have lost their whole family in a drunk driving car accident, and I’m just going about my day. And I feel tremendous guilt. For not seeing their pain.” It’s something you talk about in therapy. It’s something you know too well. But it still grips you.

“You can’t live like that.” Peter reminds you.

“I know. The problem is, I need to choose differently. I need to shut my phone off. I need to go for walks, take a shower, walk with my friends…but my fear of becoming someone who is misinformed, of becoming someone who stumbles into bad situations because I’m not up to date, becoming someone who is ignoring the pain of other people, overrides it. I couldn’t bear it if I became…” You take a deep breath that feels like your first drop of water after walking in the desert for two months. “...a selfish idiot.”

“First of all, sometimes we all can be selfish idiots.” For the first time this whole conversation, you meet his eyes. They’re softer and kinder than you can remember, and you feel relief but also guilt for the relief. And you’re angry about that. The internal friction is still near unbearable. 

“But I’m not allowed to be. I have to be. I have to be informed. I have to care or who else will?” You ask.

“But that’s exactly it, (Y/N). You have to care for yourself or who else will?” He grabs your hand. “Remember those nights where you found me glued to my phone, doom scrolling through headlines the Daily Bugle wrote slandering me? Remember what you said to me?”

You swallow. “You know who you are and you know what to do. And you know what impact your actions have on people.”

He grabs your other hand. “You know who you are. And you know what to do. You know you need to care for yourself. You know deep down you deserve to care for yourself. No one defines your worth. No one gets to decide who defines you but you. Certainly not anyone who would call you dumb as a rock because of your skin color. Not someone who would write you off because you look different than how their pea-sized mind thinks someone smart and worthy looks. You are worthy of life, you are worthy of living. And you are worthy of living in freedom.”

He doesn’t need to say anything explicitly. You know living freely starts with how you feel about yourself; you both know that, actually. You’ve said to him so many times that living freely is the only way to live.

Your ancestors died so you could live freely. You have to live freely. You don’t have a choice. A sad smile tugs at the corner of your lip. You would be damned if some pundit or person who didn’t know you gets to tell you who you are based on no action of yours and misinformation.

“There she is.” Peter whispers. 

Your eyes are watery. “Thank you. I love you.”

“I love you to the moon and back. So many other lucky people do.”

He raises your hand to his lips. You know soon he’ll be pressed against you, kissing your forehead. You’ll get a loving cuddle. He’ll get you some juice or water to make sure you’re hydrated and fed. It was the love you deserved. He would always be there to give it to you and stand in your corner.

You would be damned if even with the guilt and the shame, you didn’t put in all your effort into living freely. 

And so, you will. 

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A/N: In all honesty, this is the most scared I've ever been to post something. I'm worried this will end up on the wrong side of the internet. I'm worried I could open myself up to a world of harassment I'm not ready for. There have been so many internet mobs over the past decade, but I also know I can't continue to write and grow and use this platform I love if I'm not truthful about the hurt and experience of so many people in the US and the world from this moment and many other tragic victories over the past few years.

Part of me wants to preemptively apologize, put some sort of disclaimer to shield me from the comments I'm afraid of receiving. But in all honesty, I have nothing to apologize for. I'm more than just a writer, I'm a person. And my experiences as a person fuel me to write. I wrote this when the election results were still fresh, but as news rolls in, I still contend with bubbles of those emotions today.

To anyone who's struggled, you're not alone-- there are so many with you. To those close to those who are struggling, PLEASE tell them they're not alone. All the social media posts in the world won't substitute a human being you know reaching out to you.

Stay sane, stay healthy, stay hopeful, stay safe.

I will be back with non-election content, for those of you looking for more of an escape. (Goodness knows I need one!)

xoxo,

shewroteaworld

[missdforever]

All the black Peter Parker writers that had the best stuff deactivated😭😭😭 I get that it’s because they moved on from tumblr or left cause of lack of engagement, I hope they come back some day cause us black Peter Parker fan girls are lacking literacy on all platforms that do fanfiction. The tag is just full of black widow and black cat stuff😭

[thewriterg]

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞.

pairing(s): peter parker × fem!reader, peter parker x poc! reader, tony stark × fem!reader, guardians × fem!reader

summary: you and peter always argued about which one of you had to go first when the time came and it was too soon for you to finalize your decision

word count: 3.0k+

warning(s): soulmate au, death, crying, soul bonds dying, pet names, suicidal thoughts, Thanos, injuries, infinity war, descriptions of violence, and language

A/n:—GIFs; @that-bi-multifandom-mess & @galaxygifs— So when I thought of the reader screaming for when she’s in mourning I though of these two audios so use it don’t use do as you please

“You’re much more of a Thanos” You heard Strange say from the dimension he had You, Tony, Mantis, Nebula, Drax, Quil, and Peter in waiting for the opportunity You and the brunette sat close to each other hip to hip hand in hand reading one another’s thoughts without even trying but it was always that way

It’s what happens when you’re soulmates.

“Hey I love you, you know that?” The vigilante spider talked to you through your soul bond something that you had both learned to do a little more in vain than you both wanted

Peter didn’t expect for the first time his soulmate was talking to him telepathically was to be stuck under a pile a rubble in the midst of a panic attack trying to push his was out

“Peter, stop talking like that.” You hissed out loud even though he didn’t take it to heart you were uneasy everyone was but he felt a fraction of it and anyone could visibly see it you’re eyes were flicking a bright white and your hair started to sway softly in different directions

“With all six stones I can simply snap my fingers, they would all cease to exist and I call that… mercy.” The tone the alien of a man had could make anyone shiver instead it just made you angry

“Then you’ll find our will equal to yours” The sorcerer tapped his wrist together his sparking plates coming to form in front of his fist as a deserted and broken down quinjet came crashing from the what seemed to be thin air on top of the purple being

The portal opened as the guardians other than Mantis began to step out of the circle already on defense and as you began to walk up to the sparking source ready to jump out of and iron fist grabbed your arm

“Hey! You’re not going need you for the finale with antennas over here” Tony spoke to you as you snatched your forearm away from his grasp

“You’re insane if you think I’m not going” You seethed at the billionaire

“Mr stark she's my mate she has to come with me” Peter spoke wearily steeping in front of you a little to the side of Tony as you squinted at the pair beginning to take a step in front of them both before an iron hand had you flying backwards until you dropped on your ass and before you could get up your wrist were tied together with sticky web fluid

“No hard feelings kid” The brunette hummed calling back his metal hand as it connected back to his suit while Peter winced at your swearing protest

“Peter, I swear to God when I get ou-!”

“Sorry love!” He had stepped out of the portal before he could here the rest of your threat watching as Tony was forced back by a group of debris and rubble as he swung by his webs using his web shooter to aim at the Titans eye before throwing a punch to his jaw and Drax ran at him slicing the back of his calves with his swords

You groaned while white electricity surrounded you melting the spider fluid around your hands and you felt a hand on your shoulder before you shrugged it off getting back up on your feet hearing Mantis gasp in amazement

“You’re vibrations are so powerful!” The empath stared at you with wide black pupils in awe as you rolled your eyes it what happens when you were eight years old injected with a poison to make your heart pump rapidly while being strapped down to strapped down on a experiment table with hydra scientists thinking it would be a great idea to shock your chemical filled body with a hundred watts of energy

Instead of you heart stopping it just regulated and the electricity mixed poorly with the chemical and suddenly you could draw power from earth's electromagnetic field

You approached the sparking portal and it closed to a small circle in front of you and you tried not to scream in frustration before casting your palm out to it as white strikes of lightning and sparks of electricity mixed with the yellow and orange it rejected it as you tried to force it open to no avail

“FUCK!”

“Fuck!” Mantis repeated carefully clapping her hands together at her success and you were on the brink of whiplash as you turned to look at her with wide alert eyes

“No Mantis don’t say-”

“Fuck!?” Great, you were left to babysit.

“Mantis you don’t say fuck. Fuck is a bad word. You. don’t. say. fuck.” You stated sternly watching as her antennas dropped almost like a puppy’s ears as if it was sad and lost

“Humans way is so complicated” She muttered into the open

“Yea tell me about it” Suddenly the portal opened from under you both and you were dropped onto either one of Thanos shoulders the suddenness of it all shocked you both before you shook the feeling from your shoulders pressing your fingertips onto the titans temple a small gasp leaving your lips as Mantis did the same

Strange had sparking whips around one arm, while one of Peter Qs taser pads kept the same one in place for good measure, Peter Ps webs wrapped around his torso tugging him to his knees extra vibranium spider like legs sprouted from his back helping him stand firmly tugging on the spiderweb that kept the captivator down and Tony struggled to take the garment off his other hand that wasn’t under attack as he screamed continuously in agony before finally falling silent

“Is he under? Don’t let up.” Tony quipped struggling to loosen up the garment and Peter looked at you gaze holding concern as you head slightly twitched while you let out soft grunts and moans in discomfort he hated that you were even that close to this imbecile

“Be quick he is very strong” Mantis answered for the both of you she had more experience in the mind control department than you did but was still uncomfortable nonetheless the brunette couldn’t take his eyes off you however your hair pure white, the air becoming windy around them all, your eyes white with a soft glow behind them while you looked far away in your own mind, electricity sparking all around you but your fingertips were its main source as his soul bond screeched at him to take you far away from there

“Parker hello!? A little help get over here they can’t hold much longer” Peter didn’t waste another second before he was suddenly next his mentor gripping and pulling on the gauntlet with a groan as it loosened little by little

“I thought you’d be hard to catch, for the record this was my plan” The vigilante could’ve rolled his eyes at that You and him made the most important parts of the plan the only thing he made up was Mantis putting him to ‘sleep’ even though she told him it didn’t work that way

“Not so tough now huh? Where is Gamora!?” He questioned glaring at the titan as he crumbled on his knees

“Oh bullshit! Where is she!?” He repeated

“He is in anguish! He mourns!” Mantis whimpered

“What does this monster have to mourn!?” Drax wheezed out Peter‘s gaze immediately shifted from the tin glove to you as you suddenly gasped out of your trance before moaning heavily in pain

“Tony I can’t hold it” You cried out the most vulnerable the billionaire had ever seen you despite his few years of knowing you as he cursed under his breath Peter however couldn’t relate when it came to the subject his grip loosening on the gauntlet beginning to turn towards you

“Shit kid I know just two minutes” The brunette couldn’t tell if he was talking to You or to Peter so he settled on both and Peter was determined as ever to get this the hell over with as he tugged harder on the base of the gauntlet

“Gamora, He came back with the soul stone but she didn’t” Nebula answered suddenly and Quills attention immediately shifted towards her urging her to go on his blood running cold as she finished her sentence

“Okay Quill, you gotta cool it right now You understand? Do not, Don’t engage we almost got this off!” Tony yelled the victory so close he could taste it on his tingue

“Tell me she’s lying. Asshole! Tell me you didn’t do it” Peter screamed Tony’s yelling white noise in the background while Nebula put her head down in defeat

“I had… to” Thanos muttered and the brunettes eyes started to water his voice cracking as he spoke

“No you didn’t, No you didn’t” Suddenly his quad blaster was connecting to the titans temple Tony rushed to his side wrestling his arms above his head You and Mantis both gasped in pain taking your palms away from the beings temples as if you touched a hot eye on the stove before placing them back pressing down even firmer trying not to let the control slip

“It’s coming! I got it! I got it!” Just as the gauntlet sipped from the being fingertips he was out of the mind control head butting you with a sickening ‘crack’ you’re eyes rolling in the back of your head as he then took you from his shoulder with a crushing grip throwing your unconscious body with harsh intentions Thanos than snatched the tin glove back into his grasp causing Peter to repel backwards before quickly getting back onto his feet his senses going off like crazy

“I got you!” The vigilante made a long leap as you flew over his head catching your limp body into his arms his iron spider legs making a cage around you both blocking your body’s from the hard fall he held your firmly his hand resting on the back of your head pressing it into his shoulder panting heavily he watched as suddenly craters of the moon flew down around the both of you too close for his liking before he was back off the ground swinging through mid air fire flying past your bodies burning through old ships

“Come on sweetheart wake up, come on baby” Peter stressed yet his tone still sweet as he made the most out of his one web shooter wrapping up the unconscious guardians in the tacky web fluid one by one you still being pressed into his chest enabling him to use his other arm

“Dammit please, wake up! ” Suddenly you gasped awake lightning striking through the air creating a type of force fields around the abandoned ship Peter had found a temporary shelter for you to all settle on Your eyes and hair were pure white as you sucked in a deep breath pushing off of the brunettes chest standing on your feet tornadoes began to form whirling outside around the makeshift pod surging in the craters and extra pieces of rubble into their harsh winds you closed your eyes focusing on the biggest unfamiliar vibration before finally breathing out and as if it were an explosion Peter watched in awe as the winds traveled blatantly within a blink of an eye across the field into Thanos’s path sending him flying backwards as Tony flew after him he didn’t dawn on the fact too long his eye’s immediately darting back to you as your legs wobbled and before you could fall he was by your side gently lowering you to the ground taking your face into his palms pressing a kiss to your forehead squeezing his eyes shut tight as they watered

“I’m so glad you’re safe, im so glad you’re okay, you’re so strong, I love you, please be okay, please don’t scare me like that again, I love you.” The brunette muttered over and over pressing his chin into the crown of your head and pressing another kiss into your hairline

“I wasn’t strong enough” You whispered and Peter brung his head back to stare at you in disbelief both palms of his hand pressed to you cheeks your nose dripping a bit of blood your body slightly trembling you probably had a concussion maybe even blunt trauma

He wasn’t there in time

Now you were hurt

He failed you

His fault

It's all his fault. It's all his fault. It's all his fault. It's all his fault its all his fault all his fault its all his fault its all his fault its all his fault its all his fault its all his fault its all his fault its all his fault its all his fault its all his fault-

“Peter it’s not your fault” You whispered pressing the palm of your hand to his pale cheek and he kicked himself he hated when you read his mind at the worst time and even more than now because You we’re the one hurt

“Okay, okay. Can you stand?” You nodded shakily and the brunette helped you up to your feet as you looked over to the unconscious guardians taking a small step forward and Peter grabbed your arm

“Hey if you can’t hold it, you let go.” He remarked and with a stiff nod in agreement like a silent promise you crouched down to them all pressing your palm down flat on the ground and Peter watched to carefully as small surges of electricity traveled around the floor surging into their limp bodies causing them to softly jerk until Quill woke with a loud groan his body aching

“Yea you may of hit a couple of things on the way down, not actually my fault your just super heavy” The brunette looked at the teen with an offended look before he was telepathically through across the surface of the making a dent into the metal with another harsh noise of discomfort as you fixed him with a harsh glare

“Yeah probably deserved that one” He wheezed as Drax helped Mantis to her feet and Nebula sat up where she had once lied the rage suddenly hit the Star lord like a bus and in the blink of an eye he was gone his mask over his face the sound of his quad blaster shooting freely

Peter went to wrap an arm around you putting forward his wrist to shoot a web to swing on as the guardians followed you could fly yes but he didn’t want to risk it and when you were up close like this buzzing with electricity he could feel you it gave him a sense of comfort

You all made it to where Tony barely stood injured and Peter landed you both at his side helping him stand up right as the air chilled around you yet you didn’t have a need to start a blizzard

“Somethings happening” Mantis whispered suddenly not more than a second later she faded to dust right next to where Quill stood while Tony took a careful step forward a small gasp resting on his lips Drax was next to go wheezing breathes on his lips and suddenly your heart was slowing little by little beat by beat 

“Steady Quill” The billionaire demanded

“Awh man” He whispered before he was gone into the wind as the other and Tony’s eyebrows furrowed his chest beginning to tighten yet not with death he had felt that too many times and this wasn’t it

“Tony, there was no other way” Strange called out until the billionaire looked at him before continuing and once again he was gone

“Mr Stark, I don’t feel so good” It was your turn for you chest to tighten as you whipped around to look at Peter not being able to focus on the dizziness from the sudden movement your soul bond felt weak you couldn’t channel him like you usually did

“You’re alright” Tony said firmly like he wasn’t leaving any room for arguing

“No Peter.” You rushed to his side just as he beginning to lower to the ground you pressed your palms to his cheeks and the brunette felt a small buzz around his whole body while Tony and Nebula watched you both young love wilting to a perish

“Please come on. Don’t- DONT DO THIS TO ME” Your voice raised as the small time frame windows passed you and all the vigilante did was smile at you

“I love you, so much. You have to let go now come on you promised.” You shook your head thick tears rolling down your cheeks your chest tight and aching as you tried to delay death with only your palms

“I can feel you, Peter. I-I can feel you, I can.” He nodded at you in reassurance turning his head slightly to press a kiss to your wrist placing a hand over yours before quickly flinging you arm away as he collapsed to the floor and as you went to rush towards him Tony’s arms were wrapped around you arms and waist as you thrashed around in his hold as you watched the other part of your soul turn to dust and ash before your eyes

“I love you” He whispered before he was gone. Your scream traveled across the field pleading to whatever gods were willing to listen but none did you chest felt empty and your will to live was gone

“Please kill me Tony, please kill me. please” You sobbed and the older man turned you around to press your head into his shoulder his hand rested on the back of your head into your thick hair and suddenly he was holding onto to nothing as you began to fade away your bond felt tighter as if it was resurrected and you took it as Peter calling you home now before you were finally gone

Tony collapsed opening his arms before claiming them back down as if he was trying to grab onto you but to no avail

“Oh kid.”

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Honestly not my best work but something to work me out of writers block 😊

maybe a part 2?🤔

For now my request are closed but will open back up hopefully before the month is over

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I’ll Braid Your Hair. [Peter Parker/Black!Reader]

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originally posted on ao3 :)

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“Argh!” Groaning, you threw your arms back in defeat and let the extension hair fall from the section parted into your scalp. An aching sensation shot through your arms, you had been trying to finish your braids for the last 3 hours, but couldn’t due to your arms feeling practically dead. You had started them the day prior and opted to finish them the next day, but procrastination and pins and needles halted your progress.

Peter was currently on your bed, finishing the Spanish homework your teacher had set. The boy set the book down and looked over to you, “You okay? Why don’t you take a break?” Peter had been there for all three hours and offered both moral and emotional support. Offer’s to help part your hair or section the extension hair exited his lips, but that was as far as the offerings went. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help, it’s just he didn’t know how to braid. You had promised to teach him someday, but never got around to it.

“Ugh, because I’ve taken 4 breaks in the last 3 hours. My arms really hurt… I just wanna finish this last section.” You complained, pushing the heels of your palms into your eyes. You heard the boy shift and start walking somewhere. Maybe he got bored with your complaining. That was when you felt him sit behind you and rest your head on the edge of the bed. “Peter, what are you doing?”

“I’m gonna braid your hair.”

“What—“

“Just—shh—lemme find a tutorial on YouTube.”

Confusion was the only word to describe how you felt. This boy, this adorable boy, was willing to learn to braid your hair for you. You almost felt like crying, it was such a sweet thing for him to do. Although, you didn’t expect any less from him. There was no denying that he was raised right. You know, for a fact, he was raised right since your mama loves him.

“Okay… I found one that seems, do-able. It may take a minute for me to, y’know, do it right.” He said sheepishly, you could almost hear the blush on his face.

A giggle escaped your lips. You listened to the sounds of the woman explaining what to do. She went through how to section the hair, how to braid it, how to feed in the hair and how to tie it off, and Peter followed every step carefully. He’d sometimes rewind the video or undo the braid, but soon enough, a braid done by Peter was added to your head.

“Damn, that was a lot more difficult than I thought it’d be.” A sigh left his lips, although you could hear his smile. Obviously, he was extremely proud of himself.

“Well done, Peter. I’m sure it looks great! Now another, like, 15 to go!” Throwing your hands in the air, you let out a fake cheer and joined in with his laughter.

You were glad he offered to braid your hair, or else your arms would be floppy by now.

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i might be in love with you.

pairing: tasm!peter x black!oc (mariah joy/mj)

warnings: nwh spoilers

content: tasm!peter realizes he is in love with mariah joy.

a/n: okay i heard this song by cynthia erivo called “i might be in love with you” and it made me want to write.

previous part is here.

divider by @firefly-graphics

He used to visit her grave every day. For hours, he'd sit perched underneath a giant, thousand year old tree until his body ached and his eyes grew weary. Each day until winter made its star-studded appearance, leaves and the pedals of her favorite flowers swirled around her grave, landing upon her name. That's how he knew she was with him, when those beautiful purple pedals made an appearance.

The visits slowly lessened. From every day to every other day, from every other day to every week, every month, and every few months. He couldn't identify whether it was growth or exhaustion that repelled him from her, but with new advances in his life, he hated to admit that he hadn't thought much of it.

Up until a day at the park with MJ and a new bunch of purple daisies sprouted from the dirt, dancing happily with the birds as the wind sang a happy tune. He found himself at the cemetery the very next day, a bunch of purple daisies in his hand and a mouthful of confessions.

"I'm sorry I haven't visited you in a few months," he said as he sat on a fresh patch of grass. "Shouldn't have left you lonely like that. Being alone sucks."

Silence.

"I, uh," Peter cleared his throat. "This is hard to admit, but I met someone, Gwen. She reminds me of you in some ways; her gentleness and kindness and eagerness to learn. She's not a scientist nor is she into solving complex equations, but she likes to read, a lot actually."

Silence.

"I found myself in another universe at one point where I met two other versions of myself. It was weird, I can't lie, but I've never had brothers before and I got to experience a sibling bond I'd never had before.

"A lot of traumatic experiences were relived, though. Electro and some other villains' from their universes. A lot of damage, heartache, and loss," Peter's swallowed painfully to manage the croak within his throat. "There's a young woman named MJ, Michelle Jones, and she fell off the side of a building. He couldn't get to her and she almost lost her life. But, I got to her before she wound up like...she wound up like you.

"It felt like some sort of redemption, that I had an opportunity to make it right, and I did. I saved her, Gwen." Peter let out a chuckle.

Silence.

Peter toyed with his shirt, the one gifted to him by MJ just a few weeks prior for his birthday. It was green, a great contrast to his brown eyes, and it quickly became his favorite article of clothing.

"I was told to learn to love again, Gwen. That it would come when I was ready or when the world sensed I was, and honestly, I never thought there'd be another woman after you. I'll never forget you, G, but I've realized it's time to move on. You'll always have a place in my heart, you always will, but MJ." Her name brought a smile to his face.

"She makes the world stop when she looks at me a-a-and I feel so free with her. She's my second chance love, at life. I think I might be in love with her. I don't know if it's too early to tell or if I'm not labeling my emotions right, but I do...I might be in love with her."

Silence.

A small bird flew and perched itself on the gravestone. Peter raised an eyebrow. Out of it's mouth fell two flowers; a purple daisy, and a yellow sunflower, MJ's favorite.

Peter blinked away the pooling tears in his eyes and prepared to stand to his feet. The wind whistled a beautiful song only he could decipher, "Tell her. Know I'm always here for you."

He made it to MJ's apartment just as the sun set over the horizon. He stopped at a florist's cart before dashing to her bohemian style home in the heart of the city. Peter knocked on the door three times before she peeled the door open with a smile on her face. She looked very relaxed and comfortable. Her favorite satin scarf around her head, her face free of any makeup, and a satin robe along her arms.

"Just in time--oh, those are pretty!"

"For you," he smiled bashfully. MJ took the bouquet of sunflowers from him and returned the smiled. "Thank you, honey. They're really pretty."

"The take out is on the coffee table and I was able to find all the Transformers movies for our marathon this weekend. Do you want to start chronologically or--"

She was silenced by the pressing of his lips against hers. MJ stumbled to reach back and drop the flowers upon the nearest flat surface. Small moans came from her as Peter continued to kiss her with an emotion she'd never known before.

Her body grew warm as his hands slipped underneath her shirt to massage her smooth skin. His name fell from her lips like a prayer when he moved to kiss along her neck, basking in the scent of shea butter and vanilla, a wonderful combination.

Peter moved back to her lips, nipping and biting until she was elongating her neck for more of him. "I love you," he said against her mouth. "so much."

MJ pulled away from him, her hands resting on his strong arms. She met his eyes, taking them in gently. They were so soft and warm like her favorite cookies. "Peter..."

"I went to visit Gwen today and...I don't know. I spent a lot of time reminiscing on what could've been and what I should've done in the past rather than accepting what it is and allowing it to strengthen me as a person.

"All of everything I experienced led me to you...I couldn't save her but you saved me, Mariah Joy. Nothing in the world can amount to the debt I owe you for that. All I know how to do is love you, if you'll let me."

MJ released a breathy laugh as a smile crept along her face. "I love you, Peter Parker...never forget that."

"Really?”

"Always.”

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DATING MODERN!SEJANUS PLINTH!

modern!sejanus plinth x afab!reader

✮ summary: in which I live out my truth as a Sejanus Plinth truther and write modern headcanons abt him if he was your bf!

✮ author's note: why can't God make men like him anymore istfg!!!

✮ warnings: cussing cuz yeah

modern!sej who's basically just a POC Peter Parker variant, they're so alike it is sickening.

modern!sej who's had a crush on you since the start of high-school when you and him wound up in the clinic because he had a bad case of influenza and you had a stomach bug.

modern!sej who'd drag Coryo around the campus just so they'd bump into you. (you'd smile and he'd greet hello with three consecutive O's and Coryo was not pleased, often rolling his eyes at Sejanus' giddy grin when you'd be a few steps past them.)

modern!sej who listens to you ramble and talk his ear off with conspiracy theories, realizations, gossip, chiming in every now and then. (He usually tells you off for talking people behind their back but he loves it gossip as much as you do if not more.)

modern!sej who I personally feel like is into a ball sport nobody would expect him to be in to (like volleyball) and he's one of the most kick-ass players out of the entire team and whenever there'd be matches against other schools you'd be cheering the loudest yk and you'd be wearing his Jersey and all that HEDGSHSH.

modern!sej who'd sometimes switch seats with Coryo when the teacher in the class he's in does a count off for groupmates just so he'd be grouped with you.

modern!sej who loves spoiling you with his dad's money just because he can and he absolutely will.

"Sej, just because I tried all these clothes on does not mean I have the intention of buying them."

"Well you aren't buying them, I am. Plus if I'm not getting them for you now, sooner or later you'll have them all in your closet somehow."

modern!sej who loves taking you to aquarium dates to go see the jellyfish and the sharks.

modern!sej who plans out everything he'll say to you in his mind before he says them out loud so he doesn't end up embarrassing himself in front of you.

modern!sej who always gives you the bigger half when he breaks food into two parts.

modern!sej who is DEATHLY afraid of heights. (When you first started dating you joked about how everyday was practically a living hellscape for him because he was so tall.)

modern!sej who's saved the most dazzling contact photo of you while you just have a horrendously lighted 0.5 pic of him you took at 5 in the morning.

modern!sej who'd purposefully drop sordid drawings he managed to doodle in the middle of class into your backpack so during the next period you'd find them and you'd start giggling to yourself and your classmates would give you stares.

modern!sej who is definitely the big spoon (but wouldn't be opposed to being the little spoon either.)

modern!sej and you who would pass notes in the middle of class as well, even if you two were at the very back of the classroom and sitting next to eachother.

Arachne's voice is making me want to kill myself

Don't say that, that's mean

Oh come on Sejanus, even you aren't too saintly to admit her voice sound terrible

Fine, I guess it's sorta irritating

Her voice sounds like if a dog's squeaky toy crawled off to have sex with a bagpipe

(then you two would burst out into silent laughter.)

modern!sej who is SUCH a fucking nerd (he's one of the top 5 highest grading students in your year, in decathlon, the debate team, men's volleyball varsity, the school paper) sometimes when he recites in class he'll subtly glance your way to see your reaction to his answer.

modern!sej who let's you pick out as many books you want from the library he has conjoined to his room. (When he gets them back there are ALWAYS annotations scrawled out on translucent sticky notes.)

modern!sej who is anxious af and he always fidgets in his seat whenever he's stressed or worried or scared and you'd let him doodle on your hands to make him feel better (plus I think he's really good at drawing too.)

modern!sej who will absolutely drive you to McDonald's if you're hungry at 3am (chances are he's hungry too.)

modern!sej who is obsessed with old film cameras and digital cameras, most often than not you're his subject and every other photo in his camera roll is a candid picture of you.

modern!sej who can recite every riff off word by word of the Pitch Perfect trilogy without missing a beat.

modern!sej who'd bring you baked goods whenever you were upset saying they were made by ma plinth, but in truth, were made by him.

modern!sej who wonders every second of every day how you ended up with him.

modern!sej who gets jealous when you hang out with festus or felix a little too long after class. But never makes it obvious.

modern!sej who's funny unconventionally. His sense of humour dosen't make everyone laugh but it sure as hell will get a snort and a giggle out of you.

modern!sej who'd eat the things you'd pick off of your food. (olive theory HDHSHSH)

modern!sej who remembers the littlest things about you too, how you take your coffee, the certain type of pens you prefer, your favorite author, your favorite type of flower, favorite swear word.

modern!sej who'd never hesitate to help you with schoolwork if you were having a hard time understanding the topic. (He won't stop until he makes sure you have a firm grasp on the topic and you're convinced he could make an amazing teacher.)

modern!sej who looks at you like you hung the stars in the sky.

modern!sej who'd blush whenever ma plinth would bust out his old baby photos whenever you'd come over to their house.

modern!sej who'd participate in cringy couple tiktok trends if it would make you happy.

modern!sej who'd get incredibly competitive just to win you a prize at the carnival.

modern!sej who collects little trinkets that match the color of your eyes and randomly give them to you.

modern!sej who'd listen to you yap and find it adorable

modern!sej who loves photobooths and would always convince you to take photos with him. (Your go to pose is to flip the camera off.) Then you'd get the top half and Sej gets the bottom half.

modern!sej who hates coffee and loves to drink tea (he dosen't do well with caffeine.)

modern!sej who is a sore loser when it comes to card games.

modern!sej who'd write prose and poetry about you (but he wouldn't dare show it, he wouldn't want to make you cry.)

modern!sej who is a GOD at karaoke (he also may or may not be a Broadway kid)

modern!sej who'd instantly agree and laugh when you'd send him things and say "this is so us."

modern!sej who would come over to your house whenever he'd get into a fight with his dad, he'd get so angry while trying to let go of all the pent up emotions he'd start crying and you're always there to comfort him.

modern!sej whose love language is acts of service, would always without a doubt be up for anything, he'd always be there when you need help, whatever the job calls for Sej seems to be always overqualified. When you feel like the world is against you he'd remind you that it's him and you against the world, neither of you were going to be alone in this fight anymore as long as you had eachother. (Then you'd laugh and tell him how incredibly cheesy it was.)

modern!sej who loves watching films, so more often than not you two would be found at the movie theater munching on some free popcorn because the guy that works the concessionaire stand knows you guys well enough to just give you guys free food.

modern!sej who is a munch. Enough SAID.

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- Love Like You, Rebecca Sugar

I...write for pretty much anything! You can check my fandoms list through the main navigation on my intro post!

Here are the ones I'm most comfortable writing for though:

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› My Hero Academia / Boku No Hero Academia

› Jujutsu Kaisen

› Spy x Family

› Demon Slayer

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› Harry Potter

› Riordanverse (check my fandoms list to which series I've read)

› The Inheritance Games

› Keeper of the Lost Cities

› The Hunger Games

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› MCU

› Avatar the Last Airbender & Legend of Korra

› Lego Ninjago

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› Stardew Valley

› Genshin Impact

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› ⎸ Bakugou Katsuki ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Kirishima Ejirou ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Takami Keigo / Hawks ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Todoroki Touya / Dabi ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Aizawa Shouta ✩ ⎸ Hitoshi Shinsou ✩ ⎸ Todoroki Shouto ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Midoriya Izuku ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Eri ✩ ⎸ Ashido Mina ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Jirou Kyoka ✩ ⎸ Asui Tsuyu ✩ ⎸ Yaoyorozu Momo ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Usagiyama Rumi ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Gojo Satoru ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Sukuna Ryomen ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Itadori Yuji ✩ ⎸ Fushiguro Megumi ✩ ⎸ Nanami Kento ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Geto Suguru ᡣ𐭩 ⎸

› ⎸Kugisaki Nobara ✩ ⎸ Maki Zen'in ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Anya Forger ✩ ⎸ Yor Forger ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Loid Forger ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Kamado Tanjirou ✩ ⎸ Hashibira Inosuke ✩ ⎸ Agatsuma Zenitsu ✩ ⎸ Tomika Giyu ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Uzui Tengen ᡣ𐭩 ⎸

› ⎸ Kamado Nezuko ✩ ⎸ Kanroji Mitsuri ✩ ⎸

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› ⎸ Sirius Black ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Fred Weasley ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Remus Lupin ✩✿ ⎸ James Potter ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Hermione Granger ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Luna Lovegood ✩ ⎸ Ginny Weasley ✩ ⎸ Nymphadora Tonks ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Percy Jackson ✩✿ ⎸ Grover Underwood ✩ ⎸ Nico DiAngelo ✩✿ ⎸ Will Solace ✩✿ ⎸ Jason Grace ✩ ⎸ Leo Valdez ✩ ⎸ Luke Castellan ✩ ⎸ Frank Zhang ✩✿ ⎸ Carter Kane ✩✿ ⎸ Walt Stone ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Annabeth Chase ✩✿ ⎸ Piper McLean ✩ ⎸ Thalia Grace ✩ ⎸ Hazel Levesque ✩✿ ⎸ Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano ✩ ⎸ Sadie Kane ✩✿ ⎸ Zia Rashid ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Jameson Hawthorne ✩✿ ⎸ Grayson Hawthorne ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Nash Hawthorne ✩✿ ⎸ Xander Hawthorne ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Avery Kylie Grambs ✩✿ ⎸ Libby Grambs ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Keefe Sencen ✩✿ ⎸ Fitz Vacker ✩ ⎸ Dex Dizznee ✩✿ ⎸ Tam Song ✩✿ ⎸ Kesler Dizznee ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Sophie Foster ✩✿ ⎸ Biana Vacker ✩✿ ⎸ Marella Redek ✩✿ ⎸ Linh Song ✩✿ ⎸ Juline Dizznee ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Finnick Odair ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Peeta Mellark ✩✿ ⎸ Haymitch Abernathy ✩ ⎸ Coriolanus Snow ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Katniss Everdeen ✩✿ ⎸ Rue Barnette ✩ ⎸ Cressida ✩ ⎸ Lucy Gray Baird ✩✿ ⎸ Johanna Mason ✩ ⎸

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› ⎸ Bucky Barnes ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Stephen Strange ✩ ⎸ Tony Stark ᡣ𐭩✩✿ ⎸ Peter Parker ᡣ𐭩✩✿ ⎸ Steve Rogers ✩✿ ⎸ T'Challa ✩ ⎸ Peter Quill ✩ ⎸ Thor ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Natasha Romanoff ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Yelena Belova ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Kate Bishop ✩ ⎸ MJ ✩✿ ⎸ Pepper Potts ✩✿ ⎸ Shuri ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Aang ✩✿ ⎸ Zuko ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Sokka ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Iroh ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Katara ✩✿ ⎸ Toph ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Cole Brookstone ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Kai Smith ᡣ𐭩✩✿ ⎸ Zane Julien ᡣ𐭩✩✿ ⎸ Lloyd Garmadon ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Jay Walker ✩✿ ⎸

› ⎸ Nya Smith ✩✿ ⎸ Skylar Chen ✩✿ ⎸ Pixal Borg ✩✿ ⎸

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› ⎸ Sebastian ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Sam ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Alex ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Krobus ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Haley ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Leah ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Sandy ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Maru ✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Diluc Ragnvindr ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Zhongli ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸ Kaeya Alberich ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Tartaglia ᡣ𐭩✩ ⎸

› ⎸ Beidou ᡣ𐭩 ⎸ Klee ✩ ⎸

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Top 10 Ships Including POC in 10 Different Fandoms

Round 1 | Round 2 | Round 3 | Round 4

I was actually not tagged this time, but I am in desperate need of distraction from life and think about this particular tag chain a lot. SO…Round 5! In no particular order/ranking:

1) Eligia (Gia x Elijah Mikaelson) - The Originals

It’s about the chemistry! It’s about her encouraging him to take care of himself for once and have his own life and desires! It’s about him helping her adjust to a new life and re-engage with her passions! Wasted potential all around!

2) Fayanalissa (Melissa Glaser x Faye Chamberlain x Diana Meade) - The Secret Circle

Girls! Having fun! Supporting each other! The show should have let them all lean into their gayness.

3) Vandermarin (Mona Vanderwhaal x Hanna Marin) - Pretty Little Liars

I couldn’t find a single gif with all three of them so I stuck with just Mona/Hanna, which is fantastic, but imho the best iteration of them involves Spencer too. Then you get the friends-to-lovers, rivals/enemies-to-lovers, and friends-to-enemies-to-friends-to-lovers dynamics!

4) Karolsen (James Olsen x Kara Danvers) - Supergirl

Wasted potential. A whole season of great buildup and for what?? Also a great ship with Lucy thrown in the mix.

5) Forwood (Tyler Lockwood x Caroline Forbes) - The Vampire Diaries

Have I mentioned: Wasted! Potential! And buildup/development! They became everything to me and I’ll never forgive the show or Julie for how dirty they did Tyler and Forwood in the name of a certain Mikaelson sibling.

6) Arisagi (Arisu Riyōhei x Usagi Yuzuah) - Alice in Borderland

If this show and this ship taught me anything, it’ s that the little, seemingly insignificant parts of life mean everything.

7) Gwiles (Miles Morales x Gwen Staci) - Spiderverse

They’re just so CUTE. I need to rewatch these movies post haste.

8) PeterMJ/Spideychelle (Michelle Jones “MJ” x Peter Parker) - MCU Spider-Man

again, they’re so CUTE!! Still devastated about No Way Home.

9) Herongraystairs (Jem Carstairs x Tessa Gray x Will Herondale) - The Infernal Devices

No gif bc no screen adaptation yet, which is crimes. But Ot3 of all time. They all love each other so much it doesn’t even matter how it’s framed in the explicit text, they simply transcend early 2010’s monogamist-heteronormative standards. If Cassandra Clare was braver they’d be even more canon.

10) Everlark (Katniss Everdeen x Peeta Mellark) - The Hunger Games

Everlark has everything, ok? Ship of all time.

Can’t include a gif from the movies for obvious reasons, but I’m a big POC Katniss Truther. I know Suzanne doesn’t talk very explicitly in the books about race for the most part, but the Seam folk are so POC-coded. Given geography, social division & treatment, features, etc. likely of Appalachian Native American heritage.

Absolutely no pressure to play, but in case anyone else is in need of distraction I’ll tag a few people (and encourage anyone who sees this to play too, if you want!) ♥️ @welldressedllama @blairwaldcrf @doyelikehaggis @scribeoffate @letthestorieslive

*Also! Be sure to click on the names below gifs to go visit and show some love and support for the creators’ wonderful sets! :)*

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⟢ before sending anything in please make sure to check over this post and that your request follows the criteria provided below. if you are unsure about something, feel free to message and ask me.

⟢ i will accept anything for any of the characters listed below, unless specified otherwise. italic characters are my favourite to write for and are more likely for me to post.

𝐇 𝐀 𝐒 𝐇 𝐓 𝐀 𝐆 𝐃 𝐈 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐓 𝐎 𝐑 𝐘.

⟢ — 𝐯𝐞𝐞’𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐥 .ᐟ 𝜗𝜚 my text posts !

⟢ — ❛ 𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐯𝐞𝐞. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ? ❜ answered asks !

⟢ — 𝐯𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜 .ᐟ ʚɞ my aesthetic !

⟢ — 𝐯𝐞𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 .ᐟ ᡣ𐭩 my writing !

⟢ — 𝐯𝐞𝐞’𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐲 .ᐟ ᡣ𐭩 my moodboards !

⟢ — 𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 .ᐟ nsfw twttr links !

⟢ — 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 .ᐟ ᡣ𐭩 just pretty things !

⟢ — 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐥𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨 .ᐟ ficspo !

⟢ — 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐨𝐦 .ᐟ ᡣ𐭩 rbg text posts + reminders !

⟢ — 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐱 .ᐟ ᡣ𐭩 keepsake posts !

⟢ — 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 .ᐟ moot tag games !

⟢ — 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐟𝐰 .ᐟ nsfw posts !

𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐃𝐎 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑?

⟢ stranger things ; steve harrington ⊹ robin buckley ⊹ eddie munson ⊹ steve x reader x eddie.

⟢ outer banks ; jj maybank ⊹ rafe cameron ⊹ sarah cameron.

⟢ the hunger games ; coriolanus snow ⊹ peeta mellark.

⟢ the walking dead ; daryl dixon ⊹ rick grimes ⊹ rosita espinosa.

⟢ the wizarding world ; ron weasley ⊹ draco malfoy ⊹ sebastian sallow.

⟢ miscellaneous ; astarion ancunin ⊹ joel miller ⊹ peter parker.

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄.

⟢ all requests will be in the form of blurbs.

⟢ reader inserts only (fem!reader, plus size and poc friendly)

⟢ fluff (ex : cute dates, finally saying 'i love you' )

⟢ angst (ex : break-ups, suspected cheating, fighting )

⟢ smut for certain characters ( ex : consensual, oral, handjobs, p in v, threesomes, breeding, scissoring, dom/sub, voyeurism, exhibitionism, orgasm control, warming )

⟢ tropes (ex : best friends to lovers, enemies to lovers)

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄.

⟢ certain reader inserts ( male!reader )

⟢ sensitive topics ( ex : abortion, self-harm, mental health issues, physical/mental/sexual abuse, illnesses )

⟢ smut ( non-consensual, age play, race play, sadism/masochism, bondage, incest, pedophelia, age regression, ddl, anything to do with feet )

do not PLAGIARIZE or REPOST my works. 𓂃 ✦ ﾟ.

[danceyreagan]

Sometimes I wanna read smut without degradation, daddy kink, and Dom!Sub dynamics. Its ok to write two equals having sex. Its not something I find sexy but these tropes are everywhere!

Lets have a convo, tell me what types of tropes you are tired of reading. Smut, fluff, angst? What do you like? What do you dislike?

I’ll go first

Likes:

A snarky reader. The snarkier the better.

@btsqualityy has some of my favorite work. Her readers have so much personality. None of them are the same.

@black-mcu-imagines her Peter Parker x black OC series! Is fire.

@blinder-secrets has great Peaky Blinders work.

@sceawere (I dont think they write anymore. But their masterlist is still up) for some more Peaky Blinders goodness.

Established relationship fics. (I love slowburn to but I dont have the patience always)

Social Media AU’s

@kimnjss she’s got tons. Black writer too. Currently on hiatus.

Action and fighting

@bubblyani’s batman series. Some of the most perfect writing I have ever come across. (POC writers stand up!)

@laketaj24 I love her work too for Vikings and Peaky Blinder.

@the-last-targaryens and @ashleyfanfic collaborated on the best Game of Thrones AU called Legends of Winters Peak.

I’ll read some flithy wild ass smut if the dirty talk is right. Praise Kink is a plus though.

Werewolf Au’s

@btsqualityy Assuage Series (she’s tagged twice cause she’s my ultimate fave and my friend)

@gamerwoo Seventeen series Imprinted. Yo, I dont even know what to say, they have a Stray Kids Series too if you arent into Seventeen.

Dislikes:

Polyamory it just isnt my jam.

Humiliation/degradation kink. Again, Im not like, judging people. Ive read it enough to know why its appealing it just is everywhere now I’m over it.

Daddy kink. (I was molested by my father. Daddy kink horrifies me. I cannot, I just cannot) its in like everything. Its hard to get away from it.

Angel/Demon xHuman!reader.

Soft readers. Again, I read it. But then I get mad at the reader for not defending themselves. (I said it before Im confrontational)

Bad boy/Good Girl dynamics. Lets flip that. Why not have a female Burnout fall in love with a nerd or shy male character?

I dont hate all Dom/sub dynamics. I guess again this comes from it being everywhere that its a little worn out. But its a hard no for bondage/sex slaves type of thing.

Share your likes/Dislikes with me. Boost up your faves and share them with the people.

[z0mbieb0ybyersblog]

request rules!

HOW TO REQUEST

— requests can be sent through my inbox! aka the button on my profile that says request

— state the character, romantic or platonic, the format of the request, and what you want with it

— do you have any specifics for the reader? male, female, blonde, poc, etc?

— PLEASE ACTUALLY SPECIFY WHAT YOU WANT WITH YOUR REQUEST!! ITS VERY HARD FOT ME TO WRITE SOMETHING THAT JUST SAYS "___ x reader (blank)" WITH NO FURTHER EXPLANATION! GIVE ME A PLOT IDEA! And if you want include a prompt you want in it!

WHAT I WILL WRITE:

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male, female, and gender neutral reader

or no reader, I do ships too!!

alternative universe: soulmates, coffee shop, roommates, royal, bookstore, fake relationship, coworkers, neighbors, flower shop, library, bodyguard, modern era, band/rockstar, celebrity, mermaid, pirate, teachers (you can also mix them in your request, like asking for bookstore and coffee shop au! if that makes sense)

Headcanons, one-shots, drabble, imagine, etc.

poly relationships, whether it be character x reader x character or character x character x character 

angst

fluff

smut

omega verse

WHAT I WONT WRITE:

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illegal ships (incest or underage)

dark or yandere

abuse

abortion

pregnancy

someone having cancer

rape/sexual assault

canonically gay characters with fem identifying readers/characters, same thing with canonically lesbian characters with masc identifying readers/characters (platonically is fine, romantically isnt)

character list

bolded means they’re my favorite characters to write!

DOCTOR WHO

Nine, Ten, Eleventh, Thirteen, Rose Tyler, Martha Jones, Jack Harkness, Donna Noble

RED, WHITE, & ROYAL BLUE

Alex Claremont-Diaz, Henry, June Claremont-Diaz, Nora Holleran, Bea

TED LASSO

Ted Lasso, Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent, Keeley Jones, Rebecca Welton

STRANGER THINGS

Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson

THE OUTSIDERS

Ponyboy Curtis, Johnny Cade, Sodapop Curtis, Darry Curtis, Steve Randall, Twobit Matthews, Dallas Winston

MARVEL

Matt Murdock, Peter Parker (Tobey, Andrew, Tom), Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, Loki, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff

[more to be added]

911 FOX

Evan Buckley, Eddie Diaz, Maddie Buckley, Howie Han

STAR WARS

Luke Skywalker, Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

[more to be added]

HARRY POTTER

— golden trio era

Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom, Cedric Diggory, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Oliver Wood, Draco Malfoy

— marauders era

Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Evans, Pandora Lovegood, Regulus Black, Dorcas Meadows, Marlene McKinnon, Barty Crouch Jr, Evan Roiser, Alice Fortescue, Mary MacDonald, Narcissa Black

[If you want one of these characters, like Remus for example to be older like during the Harry Potter movies let me know!]

— legacy era

Sebastian Sallow, Amit Thakkar, Poppy Sweeting, Natsai Onai, Garreth Weasley, Ominis Gaunt

[aesthetixhoe]

Hoe's request rules!

Hi there! I love getting requests, but since I've gotten a specific one recently, I figured I should set up some rules/things I won't write for. This will likely be expanding, so check in before requests :)

Who I write (pink means current fav)

Jack Champion

Ethan Landry

Spencer Reid

Draco Malfoy

Peter Parker (All)

Xavier Thorpe

Matthew Gray Gubler

Gwen Stacy

Steve Harrington

Gar Logan

Barry Allen

Dick Grayson

Charles Xavier

Pietro Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff

Natasha Romanoff

Dave Lizewski

Killer Frost

Charlie Slimecicle

Coriolanus Snow

Character traits/experiences/actions I won't write:

Conrad Fisher

explicit poc reader (i write my x reader's to be race-less, but as a white woman i don't feel comfortable writing for poc specific)

explicit male reader (i include the pronouns i use, but i am a woman, so i don't feel comfortable writing an amab reader)

self harm (i will write for ed's)

pregnancy

parent reader

Relationships I won't write:

teacher x student

age gap

boss x worker

poly/open relationships

cheating

step-cest

NSFW things I will not write:

The previously mentioned relationships

skat

piss kinks

rape

forced pregnancy

[yonniebonnie]

Okay I might actually start writing now, but I think I’ll start off with head cannons for right now because I’m not 100% confident in my writing skills. I know I’m not absolute shit when it comes to writing, but I have noticed that I tend to repeat certain words so I’ll have to work on that 😭

Characters that I might write for:

Peter Maximoff (obviously)

Maybe other characters from the X-men series

Tate Langdon

Luke Cooper (there’s not a lot of fics for him and I’d like to change that 😏)

Jennifer Check

Stu Macher

Charlie Walker

Mickey Altieri

Ethan Landry

Amber Freeman

Jill Roberts

Literally any Ghostface other than Richie, Nancy Loomis, and detective Bailey💀

Also open to writing for other scream characters like Tatum, Dewey, or Sam

Peter Parker (whichever one)

Conner DBH

The Maze Runner characters

Every Wednesday character except for Xavier (sorry, don’t feel comfortable writing for Percy Hynes White 🤷🏾‍♀️)

Stanley Barber (y’all still remember IANOWT?)

And that’s basically it for right now. Also Peter, Tate, and Luke are the only Evan Peters characters I’ll be writing for just for right now because I haven’t finished the other seasons of American Horror Story yet, but maybe in the future I’d probably be interested in writing for characters like Kit Walker or Kyle Spencer. There’s other characters that I wouldn’t mind trying to write for that I haven’t mentioned, but just ask and I’ll give you an answer.

I can write:

Any gendered readers: female readers, gender neutral readers, and male reader

Nsfw: don’t be afraid to request suggestive stuff. I don’t mind writing kinky stuff, but not too kinky like the piss kink or daddy kink bc it personally makes me uncomfortable (however, I’ll allow mommy kinks).

Kinks: Needed a section to put what kinks I allow. I will write for breeding kinks, breath play, bondage, pain kink, knife play, blood kink, dom/sub, degradation, BDSM; whatever, just ask.

Sfw: I’ll write fluff, hurt comfort, angst, any tropes, just whatever. I’m fine with platonic fics.

Semi Dark fics: I like Scream and American Horror Story, so you know there’s going to be some dark fics. I don’t mind prompts where the characters are possessive or obsessive (but not abusive). I also don’t mind writing for Yandere characters.

Poc reader inserts: I’m black, so I’d love writing stuff for black readers as well.

Fandoms: X-men, Wednesday, Scream, Spiderman verse, The Maze Runner series, Detroit Become Human, The Umbrella Academy (that’s it for rn)

I won’t write:

Celebrities/Real People: As much as I find their character’s attractive, I don’t feel comfortable writing for the actor/actress themself. I don’t know them personally, so I don’t feel any interest in writing anything for them.

Guy x male reader smut: it’s not bc of homophobia, it’s simply just because I don’t feel comfortable writing gay smut. As a woman, I just don’t want to make people think I’m sexualizing gay men. The most I’ll do is write suggestive stuff, but I won’t write full on smut.

OC inserts: I strictly write for reader inserts. I won’t be writing anything specifically for one reader.

Shipping: I don’t write for character x character. Nothing against them, I just only have an interest for reader inserts.

Smut for teenage characters: I’m 18, so I will not be writing smut for characters under 18, especially if they are portrayed by literal teenagers. However, for characters like on Wednesday where the characters are portrayed by adults in their 20s and even 30s, if you want smut for them it should be fine as long as they’re aged up to be 18.

These: non-con, step-cest/incest, r4pe themes, drugging, somnophilia, age regression, ddlg, piss kink (squirting’s fine), huge age gaps, race play, pedophilia, etc. Once again, if you’re not sure what kinks I’ll write for, feel free to ask

Traumatic stuff: I will not write things like abuse victim, rape victim, or self harm victim prompts. I will write angst, but I won’t write anything too depressing. I came here for a good time, let me be happy and delusional in peace 😪

Songfics: So random, but I hate when fics have lyrics within them. They confuse me too much and I also find them kind of cringey. I absolutely despise songfics, I’m so sorry babes 😭