#starter 2 for jess!

[dingdawny]

Sorry for the paragraphs of tags but... I like pokemon.... smiles insanely

Drop your headcanons for MCSM partner Pokémon here!

Reblog or comment, do whatever you like! I want to see the variation of what people think characters’ partners should be. (This definitely isn’t because I’m considering doing a Pokémon Story Mode AU…)

Jesse - Pikachu (I know it’s basic) Olivia - Tinkaton Ivor - Malamar Gabriel - Charizard or Aegislash

[lefteagleblizzard]

𝔙𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔲𝔭𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔱

Mike munroe x male reader

A request that I received from a really nice person here on tumblr: a small idea I liked for a fic if you like the idea as well. Nothing too big, just a fic about Reader and Chris being brothers and constantly nagging each other about their crushes on Ashley and Mike.

I expanded the request a bit, sorry if I went overboard with it. Hope you enjoyed it.

Tags: set before the event of the game. Male reader. He/him pronouns are used towards the reader. Chris and the reader are brothers. Some very quick shifts of pov between characters. Jealousy. Mike and Jess/ Emily are not together in this. Friends to lovers. Mike is a flirt.

Words count: 4000

Can also be found on wattpad and ao3

𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔥

𝔉𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢'𝔰 𝔞 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔪

𝔗𝔴𝔬 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔰 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯

𝔄 𝔱𝔬𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔪𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢

ℌ𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲

𝔍𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔶 𝔞𝔱 𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔴𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔐𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣𝔦𝔰𝔥 𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔥 Part 2 of it

For anyone interested, I took inspiration from this clue that you can find while playing as Chris.

The music thumps in the background, a mix of bass-heavy beats and voices blending into a dull roar. You and Chris sit at a small, round table near the back, well out of the action but with a good view of everyone mingling.

"So," Chris says, taking a long, dramatic sip. "You actually spent the whole night staring at Mike. Dude, seriously, you're lucky your eyes didn't burn a hole in the back of his head."

You scoff, leaning back in your chair with a mock sigh. "Like you're any better. When are you actually gonna talk to Ashley? She's cool, she's cute, she's well, out of your league but hey, a guy can dream.”

"Hey, I do talk to her," Chris retorts, feigning offense.

"Uh-huh," you say, raising an eyebrow. "It’s a lot if you can manage to squeak out a sentence before turning red.”

Chris chuckles, crossing his arms. "Fine. Why don't you go up to Mike and tell him what you think? 'Hey, by the way, I've been thinking about how perfect your jawline is all night!’ I'm sure that'll go over great." He did a horrible interpretation of your voice to mock you even further.

You roll your eyes, feeling your cheeks flush just a bit. "First of all, I would never phrase it like that. And second, at least I actually know things about him beyond his favorite book."

"Oh, really? Let's see who knows more about their crush. No cheating. No wimping out. Winner gets bragging rights." Chris leans forward, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"Bragging rights? How about you admit I'm objectively hotter than you when I win?" you echoed, folding your arms.

"Sure. Whatever fantasy helps you sleep at night," Chris said, grinning as he dramatically cracked his knuckles. “I'll go first since I know you're just dying to hear all the juicy Ashley knowledge."

You chuckle. "Go with your in-depth research, Sherlock."

Chris clears his throat, sitting up straighter. "Fine. For starters, her favorite color is purple."

You make a face, unimpressed. "That's it? You think knowing her favorite color makes you the expert here?"

"Let me finish, smartass. She loves thriller movies. She also has this little habit of chewing on her nails when she's nervous."

You raise an eyebrow, genuinely impressed but unwilling to give him the satisfaction. "Okay, okay, not bad. But that's kid stuff. Let me show you how it's done."

Chris rolls his eyes, clearly not expecting much. "Alright, hotshot. Give me your best Mike trivia."

You sit forward, lowering your voice like you're letting him in on a secret. You have always been good at noticing things. Maybe it was a result of growing up with Chris and when it came to Mike Munroe, your crush, the small things were more than just interesting, they were revealing.

For one, every morning, without fail, he was up before the sun. He’d go for a quick run to stay in shape. You’d always catch glimpses of him at college heading back to his room in a tank top, earbuds in, eyes focused ahead and glimpses of sweat on his forehead.

He had this tough, confident exterior. He wasn’t loud like some of the others in the group. He had a way of using humor to deflect, to keep people from getting too close. You saw it when he’d brush off any talk about specific topics.

And then there were his tastes.

He likes his coffee black. Pretends it's macho. He had a surprising amount of nostalgia in his preferences. You couldn’t forget the time you’ve talked together casually on the lodge, his face lighting up as he talked about his love for old action movies.

Chris raises an eyebrow. "Alright. Maybe you’re better equipped than me. But, let's be real, you wouldn't even know where to start."

"Better than starting with nothing," you counter. "Besides, I could charm him if I wanted to."

Chris raises an eyebrow. "What would you even say?"

You grin, leaning in like you're revealing a grand plan. "I'd just walk up and ask him about his football season. Mention that time he scored the winning touchdown. You instead are hopeless"

Chris nods, pretending to take you seriously. "Oh, sure, because that'll definitely make him swoon. Hopeless? Me?" Chris laughs, leaning back with a smirk. "At least I don't have to worry about being mistaken for a stalker."

You both burst into laughter. For all the banter, you know neither of you would really judge the other for these harmless crushes. It's what makes the night so much fun.

From across the room, you caught sight of Ashley standing awkwardly near a table stacked with half-empty snack bowls and crumpled napkins. She shifted from foot to foot, clearly trying to blend into the background.

"Hey, Romeo. This is your chance," you said, leaning closer and nudging Chris with your elbow.

Chris snapped out of his trance, his head swiveling toward Ashley. His brows furrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth tugging upward in amusement before settling back into a more thoughtful expression.

Chris groaned, dragging a hand down his face. "What am I supposed to do? Walk up and make everything even more embarrassing?"

"News flash: she knows you're a loser," but she clearly likes you anyway. Stop overthinking it. Just go talk to her. Be romantic for once. She loves that whole 'awkward and sincere' thing you've got going on."

"First of all," Chris said, pointing a finger at you, "I'm not awkward. I'm, uh, charmingly self-aware. Second, what if I say something dumb? Or worse, nothing at all? I can't just walk up to her and-"

"You're a coward," you interrupted, shaking your head in mock disappointment.

"Yep," he said, popping the "p" and lifting his cup in mock toast.

You were scanning the room until your gaze landed on Mike Munroe.

He was leaning casually against the wall, drink in hand, chatting with a girl you vaguely recognized from English class. His tuxedo fit him perfectly, tailored in all the right places, the dark fabric catching the light just enough to highlight his athletic build. The black foulard tied loosely around his neck was an elegant touch, a little different from the usual bow ties and neckties most guys wore. His hair was perfectly tousled, like he hadn't even tried but still managed to look effortlessly handsome.

You felt your chest tighten. For a moment, your imagination betrayed you, painting a picture of Mike turning toward you, smiling like he did when he told one of his dumb jokes when he got elected class president. You could almost hear his laugh, warm and inviting, as if it were just for you. But reality snapped back into focus when the girl he was talking to leaned closer.

"Mike would never look twice at me like that." You mumble more to yourself without thinking, unable to keep the disappointment from your voice.

Chris, placed a hand on your shoulder. His touch was light but reassuring. "Don't do that to yourself. You're a catch. If Mike doesn't see that, he's an idiot."

You looked up at him, grateful but unconvinced. Chris stood up, brushing imaginary lint off his jacket. "I'm getting us drinks. Let's make it through the rest of this night together, yeah?"

You nodded, watching as he made his way to the bar. You glance around, your gaze landing once more on Ashley and an idea strikes you. Chris is now far away from your position. It’s your chance to do something.

You stride over to her, flashing a friendly smile, keeping your movements casual so you wouldn't startle her. Her eyes widened slightly when she noticed you, but she relaxed as you softly took her arm.

"Hey," you said, grinning playfully as you gently guided her away from the corner.

Ashley laughed, the sound light and genuine. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice tinged with amusement but no resistance as you led her toward your table.

"Come on, you can't let Chris and I have all the fun sitting in the corner judging everyone." you replied, glancing over your shoulder with a mock-serious expression.

"That's what you two have been doing all night? Very productive." She scanned the place as you reached the table and she managed to spot Chris at the bar, meticulously mixing something with an unusual level of focus. But then her gaze shifted, catching Mike watching the two of you.

Jaw set, lips pressed into a firm line, eyes tracked the way you gently tugged Ashley along. His gaze lingered on your hand before flicking back up to your face. Lips pressed together in a faint, almost imperceptible scowl, as though something about the sight of the two of you together unsettled him. There was a slight tension in his posture, the way his shoulders seemed just a bit too stiff for someone casually enjoying a party.

Chris returned with two drinks in hand. "Okay, I've done it," he announced dramatically. "The ultimate drink. If you don't like it, I'm never speaking to you ag-" He cut himself off mid-sentence when he saw Ashley sitting at the table, smiling up at him.

"I... uh..." Chris stammered, turning an impressive shade of pink.

"You made this for me?” Ashley asked sweetly, taking the drink from his hand before he could respond. “Thank you, Mr. Bartender."

Chris blinks and he lets out a nervous laugh, giving you a quick glare as he hands the drink to Ashley.

She giggles, taking a sip and you watch as Chris visibly relaxes. They share a smile and there's a warm, unspoken understanding between them, a quiet moment that you can't help but feel a bit envious of.

The music shifts, slowing into a softer, more romantic melody. Couples move onto the dance floor, swaying together in a slow embrace. Ashley’s eyes light up as she turns to Chris, her cheeks flushed with a faint rosy tint from the slight inebriation she feels. "Come on, Chris," she says, tugging at his hand. "Want to go there for a bit?"

Chris's eyes dart to you, searching your face for reassurance, his expression almost apologetic. He's asking, without words, if you'll be okay.

You manage a smile, giving him a nod.

Chris lets out a laugh, his tension melting away as he lets Ashley pull him onto the dance floor. They disappear into the crowd, leaving you alone at the table. You watch them go, feeling a bittersweet pang in your chest as you take in the sight of them together, laughing and smiling, fitting together so effortlessly. Chris fumbling his way through the first few steps before finding his rhythm.

They looked so happy.

And you were here instead, alone at the table, your thoughts inevitably drifting back to Mike.

Chris feels his heart race as he stands on the dance floor, his hands resting lightly on Ashley's waist, her arms draped over his shoulders as they sway to the gentle rhythm of the music. Her gaze meets his every so often, a smile warm and genuine, making him feel like the only person in the room.

"I didn't know you had these moves." she teases, her eyes twinkling.

Chris chuckles, shaking his head. "Oh, trust me, I don't. I'm just doing my best not to crush your toes."

Ashley laughs, her grip tightening on his shoulders as she rolls her eyes. "You're doing just fine. I don't mind if you, you know, relax a little."

"Relax? Yeah, I can... I can do that," he says, voice faltering as he tries to ease into the rhythm, matching her movements as the song continues.

His focus wavers after a while, gaze drifting over her shoulder as he catches sight of his brother sitting across the room at one of the tables with Matt nearby.

There's something off about the way you're holding yourself. You're smiling, sure, even laughing at something Matt is saying, but Chris can tell that the smile doesn't quite reach your eyes. It's the kind of forced expression he's seen on you before, usually when you're trying to act like everything's fine when it really isn't.

Matt, on the other hand, seems entirely oblivious, leaning in a bit too close, his face lit up with that typical over-eager grin. He's almost leaning into your personal space as he chats away, looking way too thrilled to have your undivided attention, his eyes never leaving yours. The proximity feels a bit too familiar, too comfortable, with his arm casually resting on the back of your chair.

Chris feels a pang of protectiveness twist in his gut. He glances around the room, half-expecting Emily to appear and pull Matt back to the dance floor, but there's no sign of her. Instead, he spots her on the far side of the room, tipsy and laughing as she spins around with some stranger she's apparently mistaken for Matt. She's caught up in the music, oblivious to the fact that her boyfriend is practically glued to your side.

Ashley notices his distraction, her gaze softening as she studies him. "Chris?" she asks, her voice gentle, bringing him back to the moment. "Is everything okay?"

He blinks, snapping his attention back to her, guilt creeping in as he realizes he's been distracted. "Yeah, yeah, sorry," he says, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. "Just... got a lot on my mind."

Ashley smiles, tilting her head as she searches his face. "You sure? You can tell me, you know."

Chris hesitates, glancing around the room one more time. His gaze lands on Mike, who's slow-dancing with the girl in glittering dress. She's leaning against him, her head resting on his chest, but Mike's attention isn't on her.

His eyes are locked in your direction, his brow furrowed and his jaw set in a subtle scowl that's hard to miss. There's a tension in his gaze as he watches you and Matt together. There's a faint scowl tugging at his mouth, a subtle clenching of his jaw that makes it look like he's holding back the urge to step in but doesn't quite know how to act on it. His brows are drawn together and his eyes flick between you and Matt with a guarded intensity.

Chris frowns, glancing back at you. It's clear now that something is brewing beneath the surface, something he doesn't fully understand but can sense all the same. He looks down at Ashley, his expression softening as he makes up his mind.

"Hey, Ash?" he asks quietly, feeling a bit awkward but determined. "Would you mind helping me out with something real quick? I, uh... I owe someone a favor.”

You were mid-laugh at something Matt had said about his latest sports practice when a shadow loomed over the table. You looked up to find Mike standing there, holding his drink loosely in one hand and the other casually tucked in his pocket.

"Hey, Matt," Mike said, his tone light but carrying a subtle edge like he's asking for a favor he already expects to be granted. "Mind if I steal him for a bit?"

Matt's smile falters, and he glances at you, a bit reluctant, as if he doesn't quite want to let go of the moment he's carved out. "Uh... well, we were just-"

"Looks like Emily's about to make out with that guy," Mike interrupted, tilting his head toward the dance floor. "You might wanna handle that before it gets messy."

Matt whipped his head around, his face paling slightly as he spotted Emily drunkenly giggling and leaning far too close to the stranger. "Shit," he muttered, scrambling to his feet. "I'll, uh, catch you later." he says to you, giving you a quick nod before he disappears into the crowd.

"Yeah, sure," Mike said smoothly, his smirk widening as Matt hurried off. You glance back at him just in time to catch a wicked grin flash across his face as he watches Matt weave his way toward Emily.

He turns back to you and without a moment's hesitation, he slides into Matt's now-empty chair, shifting it even closer to yours with an obnoxiously loud scrap of wood against the floor. He dropped into the seat with a satisfied sigh. His arm resting along the back of your chair but soon sliding fully around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him.

The warmth of his body, the faint scent of his cologne, earthy with a hint of spice, made your thoughts scattered like leaves in the wind. From this close, you could see every detail of his face: the light beard perfectly trimmed along his jaw, the sharp angle of his cheekbones, the infuriatingly perfect way his smirk tugged at one corner of his mouth. He was leaning into his persona, that cocky, playful charm cranked up to eleven and it was doing things to your brain you weren't sure you were ready to admit.

"Well, this is cozy," Mike said, his voice low and smooth. "Didn't think Matt was ever gonna leave. Guy's got some stamina for talking, huh?"

You blinked, struggling to form words. "Uh, yeah. He's chatty"

Mike chuckled, the sound warm and teasing "Chatty? That's the nicest way to put it. Bet he's been boring you to death, huh?"

"Not entirely," you said, though your voice was far too shaky to be convincing. "He's enthusiastic."

Mike raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying how flustered you were. "You're too nice, you know that? If I had to sit through more than five minutes of that guy's rambling, I'd be asleep in my chair."

You laughed, though it came out a little too breathy. "Maybe I'm just better at pretending to be interested."

"Pretending, huh?" Mike's smirk widened. "So, what about me? Are you pretending to enjoy this little moment we're having?"

Your brain short-circuited. "I... I mean, no. I-uh... you're not boring. Definitely not boring."

"Good to know," Mike said, his voice dipping slightly as he leaned in just a fraction closer. "I'd hate to think I was putting you to sleep."

"You're not," you managed to say, your face burning.

Mike grinned, clearly reveling in your flustered state. "You're cute when you're nervous, you know that?"

“I’m not nervous,” you said quickly, though your gaze flickered away from his, betraying you.

“Sure you’re not,” Mike murmured, his fingers brushing just a little too close against your shoulder, the touch lingering for a beat longer than necessary. “What were you and Matt talking about? You looked a little bored." His tone was smooth but there was a faint edge to it now, like he was testing the air.

You noticed the subtle shift in his expression. His jaw tightening just slightly, his eyes narrowing for a fraction of a second as if he didn’t quite like the idea of you and Matt sharing a private moment.

You shrugged, trying to sound casual. "Just sport stuff and his latest victory for his team. He was just being friendly,” you added, trying to sound indifferent.

You didn’t miss the slight tightening of his jaw, the way his eyes flickered just briefly toward the ground before locking onto yours again.

Mike’s lips quirked into a knowing smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Yeah, he looked real friendly.” The smirk that followed didn’t help, pulling at the corner of his mouth as if he was more amused than you thought he should be.

You raised an eyebrow, narrowing your eyes at him. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

For a moment, Mike just stared at you, his expression unreadable. “Nothing,” he said too quickly, the innocence in his voice so forced that you could almost feel the tension cracking around him. The grin stretched wider, like a challenge. “Just saying, if I didn’t know better, I’d think Matt was hitting on you.”

Your breath caught in your throat and a flush of heat spread across your cheeks. You tried to play it off, but there was no denying the way your heart stuttered in your chest. “He wasn’t,” you said quickly, your voice coming out a little more defensively than you intended.

"Either way. Figured I'd come over and I don't know... make the night more interesting for you. Prom only happens once, right? Gotta make the most of it. Besides—” His voice softens, his gaze locking onto yours with a sincerity that takes you off guard. "—I've been waiting for an excuse to spend some time with you."

You swallow, feeling the heat rise to your face as his words sink in. "You have?"

"Yeah," he murmurs, his thumb grazing your shoulder in a slow, deliberate motion. "I mean, I could've come over sooner but you were busy with your brother. Then you were with Matt and I figured, maybe it's time I got a little selfish."

The intensity in his gaze makes it hard to breathe and for a moment, all you can do is stare at him, caught between disbelief and exhilaration. "I... didn't think you noticed me like that," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper.

Mike's grin softens, his hand moving from your shoulder to gently rest on your waist, pulling you even closer. "I notice a lot more than you think," he murmurs, his voice low and husky. "Like how you always look away when you think I'm watching, or how you get that little crease in your forehead when you're trying not to smile too much."

Mike makes a silent note to himself to later thank Chris for the insights he’d shared minutes ago.

You laugh, feeling both embarrassed and overjoyed. "Okay, now you're just showing off."

He chuckles, his arm tightening around your waist as he dips his head a bit closer, his voice a soft murmur. "Can't help it. You’ve got me so close to losing it and you don’t even realize it." His fingers press gently into your side.

“Dance with me,” he murmurs, his voice low and laced with a tenderness that surprises you. There’s a quiet intensity in his eyes, a vulnerability that makes your heart race. “Let me be the happiest guy in this place tonight.”

You feel your pulse race at the invitation, your mind whirling with both excitement and uncertainty. "What about that girl you were with?" you ask, your voice quiet and hesitant, unable to stop yourself from wondering.

Mike's smirk returns, his hold on your waist tightening slightly as he leans in, his voice a soft, almost possessive murmur. "She's not you. You’re the only one I can’t get out of my head.” His voice is rough, coated in something darker.

You meet his gaze, feeling your breath hitch as you search his face, trying to process the weight of his words.

He takes his chance to lean in, his lips brushing softly against yours in a kiss that leaves your heart racing. His lips crashing into yours with a desperate urgency that leaves you reeling. His hand slides around your waist, fingers tightening as he pulls you against him. The heat of his body sears through your clothes, and his thumb traces a slow, deliberate line along your cheek, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core.

When he finally pulls back, his lips are swollen, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth, that familiar cocky edge in his eyes. His eyes burn with that familiar, dangerous gleam-a challenge, a promise. His breath is ragged, as if he's barely holding back.

"Still up for that dance? Because I've got this new boyfriend I'd really like to show off." he whispers, his voice low and teasing. His breath brushes your skin, sending a shiver down your spine. He looks at you with that trademark mischievous grin, the one that could melt anyone’s defenses.

A rush of warmth floods your chest at his words, a mixture of giddiness and disbelief. Your heart skips, caught between the sweetness of the moment and the thrill of his presence. The corners of your mouth twitch up as you meet his gaze, and though you can barely keep your composure, you nod.

Mike's grin widens and as he takes your hand, guiding you to the dance floor, you feel as if you're floating, lost in the warmth of his gaze and the excitement of being his.

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[appleblueberry-pie]

You asked Yan!Miguel requests and I shall deliver

Yan!Miguel with a spider!reader that wasn't bitten by a spider but rather was experimented on (Alchemax still doing shady stuff) and has the same superpowers as Miguel (only that their venom is deadly).

However even after surviving the tragic things their canon indicates, they're a ball of sunshine.

oh yeah. it's all coming together.

MINE, ALLLLL MINE.

Miguel was having mixed feelings. He was coming to a point where it was hard to focus on his important work. It was hard to ignore his anxiety stomachache. Hard to ignore the usual annoying people that just wouldn't leave him alone in his man cave. And it was especially hard to forget about you. It wasn't ever possible to not think about you, but he just couldn't push you to the back of his head for at least two minutes. It was hurting him. It was also hurting his technology he kept destroying(he crushed two keyboards and threw his printer).

Why can't he just figure you out? Since Jess found you in your universe and immediately gave you the green flag to help his team of spider-people, he's found out so many things about you. But every time he is given an answer about one thing, it just digs him into a deeper hole of realization that he really doesn't know you. For starters, there's no legal government information of you anywhere. He's been watching you through his monitor for at least 2 hours a day, and most of your day consists of you beating ass. Like you have no other thing to do in your life, not to mean it in an insulting way.

It's just weird, because almost all spider-people have lives outside of them being spiders. But the more he observes you, your superhero life just reminds him more and more of....himself. You didn't have the obvious genetically-enhanced spider build that usual spiders do. Which was taller and slimmer. You were for sure taller(he did his research, you sprouted by 6 inches in height), but you were more on the muscular, bigger side. And this way, you would benefit more for close combat to take down enemies, instead of almost entirely relying on your webs. Similar to how he was. Another example to further explain, is he was watching you on his monitor while you had a mission to bring another universe's Green Goblin back to their universe. He found that your webs were obviously bio-engineered. Either you made these yourself, or someone made them for you. So, you were physically more powerful than the usual spider, had bio-engineered webs, and the way you fought.....

You had chased down that Green Goblin like he killed your family. It's not an exaggeration. GG was fast, but you were faster. He took multiple jerks around corners and through narrow alleyways, flying to get away from you. But you caught him. Slammed his body into the brick wall, damaging it. He screamed bloody murder to get away from you, and you just kept hitting him. He watched as your fist collided with his face multiple times. And when you finished, he saw you basically unhinge your jaw to show your long, venom-dripping, white fangs. They showed beautifully through the video footage lighting. They had to hurt when they protruded, it had to. But you didn't seem to care about anything in that moment besides finishing off your prey. You sunk your fangs into his neck, piercing them into his flesh as deep as you could, your regular teeth almost breaking into his skin as well. GG's scream of excruciating pain faded into complete silence. Miguel watched the man go limp in you arms. Was he dead? You held him to your body as close as you could to hide your catch from anyone who could've found the both of you. It concerned him so much with how you went about finding him, he had to interrupt you by calling your watch. You seemed to snap out of whatever trance you were in and removed your teeth from the now limp villain.

"Hello?" Your sweet voice rang through his watch and he couldn't find the right words to tell you to just bring the poor guy back to base. When you did, three doctors had to help resuscitate Green Goblin. What the hell did you do? You were asked this multiple times and you just felt more and more guilty when people continued to say it to you. Miguel decided to step in and remove you from the emergency room and just told you to take a few days off. All he could say to you is you deserved it, so you took his word. He immediately turned his monitors back on when you went back home, because it wasn't the end of your continuous mysteries.

When you go home, you clean up and then disappear. This wasn't news to him. But it was confusing because the cameras couldn't catch where you possibly went, even at different angles. It was somewhere in your bathroom. You'd open the shower curtain, step into the shower, close it and then not come out for the next 5 minutes. You did this once every two weeks. Other times when you were gone for the day, he tried to find the secret room you obviously had and...nothing. He couldn't find a damn thing. The wall was solid, it didn't seem like it was hiding anything. He scanned it multiple times with different gizmos he had up his sleeve, but nothing. So, after installing a small robotic fly that he placed into your home, he got lucky and managed to slip into a room hidden behind your shower when you went in at the dead of night. The room was almost entirely dark and all you had in there was countless metal bottles of some sort of a glowing serum and you would inject it into your shoulder. Something very similar to what he does to himself. He was surprised to next week with this information. What made it worse was that right after you injected yourself, you found his fake fly. So now you know someone was watching you. He can only hope you don't find out it was him who implanted it.

But now he was sure. You were just like him. It made him as happy as it made him frustrated because you had him all figured out. You knew he used injections, that he wasn't a natural spider, you probably also knew he loved you to the moon and back. He had a soft spot for you, and it showed so much it was pathetic. You could walk into his cave and call out for him with your siren song, and he would immediately turn off everything and drift your way, sweet nicknames for you sliding off of his tongue like sugar. He only ever wanted to please you. And he felt like you knew this. But even with everything he just found out about you just today, he still seemed in the dark.

All he knew is that you were a happy-go-lucky sweet girl. He didn't know why you did the things you do. Why you inject yourself, and why you are so predatory and ruthless when you basically hunt villains down. So, he asks you.

"Miguel?" He swipes all of his holographic screens away and turns off the rest of his devices, making a 180 to fully face you as you hop onto his platform. The smell of Empanadas wafted up his nose as you give three separate containers to him. "The cafeteria guy said he had extras, so I brought as many as he would let me for you. I know you don't eat much since you're really busy." His heart swells with affection as he coos at your sincere kindness, opening one to take his first bite. "Ohhh, querida, you didn't have to."(My dear)

You watch him place the rest on his desk and he finishes chewing to talk to you. "Thank you......So.....I wanted you to see me so that I can talk to you about how you handle the anomalies in other universes, and maybe even the regular villains in your own universe." You nod understandingly and Miguel had to ignore his increasing heartbeat at your eyes staring up at him.

"I'll be honest with you, amor. When groups are out to capture an anomaly, I usually don't have to monitor them because I have other people to do that for me. But Jessica and I sent you off on your own, knowing how much we can depend on you to carefully capture the anomaly with no troubles, which I know you don't. But, still, I take precautions and monitor you every now and then to make sure if you're alright or if you need any support. But when I see you through the my screens....you are....particularly rough with them. And it's more rough than the usual spider would be." You seem to know what he was talking about and advert your gaze, messing with your suit. (Love.)

"Y/n, you almost killed Green Goblin the other day." You purse your lips and nod in agreement. "Yes, I....."

You hesitate to speak. You didn't want anyone to know about your past. Did he have to know? You guessed so, since you are a part of a really big multiverse-saving company. It was so hard to escape Alchemax when they fucking tortured you every single day for their own pleasures. That stupid serum you can't live without? You stole enough to live for the next 3 years. And that's all you really needed. You took an Alchemax worker's apartment that you found deep in their records, knowing that if you fake your emails and his work, you could live in secret. You didn't want to live on like this forever. You knew that after those three years ended, then they ended. And you would follow.

Your only hope for the rest of your life is to live in secret and to help people as much as you can before you died. The serum just makes you a little.....violent. Just the way that the scientists liked it so that you could run on it for longer than usual. So, here you are. But how are you supposed to explain that to your boss?

"......Y/n?" He softly calls your name, concern etching his face as he reaches out to touch your hand. He almost didn't want to, not knowing how you felt about it. But when his finger very lightly grazed your warm and soft palm, you blinked back to life, grabbing his hand back. A breath entered his lungs and he seemed to be reborn at your sudden advancement to his touch.

".....Yes. I do have something to tell you." His eyebrows scrunch as he nods and pulls up a random chair to sit and wait for you to talk. You told him everything. About how you are an experiment on legs, how you were from Alchemax, and that they were the people that really owned you. And you being a spider-person is just you doing as much as you can for the city you loved so dearly. How you only had three or less years to live with the serums you had hidden in your home. How you literally don't care if you die anytime before that, and you're doing your part in life that doesn't make you as useless as you thought you were.

Miguel watched you say all of this. He watched your face. He watched how you....really didn't care. You were so calm about all of these life threats that you continuously had hovering over your head. You live life every day as if it was your last. What if someone burned your house down? What if Alchemax found you?? What would happen to you then?

"I can help you. Lyla." He almost seemed to work on autopilot. "Bring me documents of the chemical makeup of my own serum for me. While you're at it, turn all of the equipment in Floor 4's laboratory on for me." All of his tech equipment were back on again as he pulled his own serum, meant for next week, out of his drawer. "Miguel...?" "Y/n, can you bring me one of your own serums? I'll be in the lab when you come back. Find me on the fourth floor. Lyla can show you the way."

"Miguel!" He pauses and looks down at you. You shake your head as a shaky smile is brought to your face. "I don't need you to do this for me. I'm fine with the way things are." Miguel scrunches his face and steps towards you. "Qué? Te estás escuchando a ti mismo? Y/n, I don't want you to die. Nobody wants you to die. Y-you need to be here, No entiendes? Do you want to be a spider for the rest of your life, violently killing people the way you were taught? You can be given a regular life. A new life, here with me! You deserve more than just....being a machine. Because you're more than just a weapon. You're human."(What? Are you hearing yourself?)(Don't you understand?)

Miguel went too far with his speech. He said too much. Every word that continued to spill out of his lips dug him into a farther hole. You were crying, but it still didn't help the fact that you now know that he probably is infatuated with you. He tries to save face by saying more, but instead, his hand reaches out to wipe the tears off of your face. It couldn't possibly be real, the way you leaned into his touch. Your wet face touched his palm and he stuttered endlessly. Fuck, he had to get out of here.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to say that to you. It was unprofessional." You shake your head and lift your face out of his hands, staring up at him with those glistening eyelashes, your beautiful shiny eyes looking up at him. "No.....I'm glad you told me that. I.....thank you." He looks away bashfully and takes a step back....another....and then another until he walks off out of the cave to go down to the laboratory.

What is he going to do about you? He loves you too much to let you continue doing this horrible job. It was killing you.

Something feels off about this, but I am going to post it anyways because it's been bothering me like a collar tight around my neck all day. Needed this badly.

[sl-ut]

even more streamer!ellie hcs

part one | part two

ellie is not at all embarrassed to admit that a large portion of her own fame was largely due to her connection to y/n

like ofc she was already fairly popular on twitch but its not like the average person who didn't watch streams would recognize her

she ends up making a new priv instagram bc she gains like 50k new followers in a month

she only has like maybe 100 followers on the new one and basically just posts random photo dumps, family photos, and especially the literal cutest and/or horrendous photos of her gf

posts a LOT on her ig stories on both accounts

her main pfp is deffffff some screenshot that she took of their happy little sim family or like their little minecraft guys standing side by side lol

ik i said before that she loves playing like the sims w her gf on stream, but she also LOVES playing roblox together

starting drama in dress to impress, causing havoc in bloxburg, making friends and enemies galore in tdi

her avatar is definitely so dumb like its probably the hamster or squirrel or like the most basic ass starter avatar with a shirt that has her gfs face on it

and her username is def like "y/nstan420" or something

when she's streaming alone she's more focused and serious (but still her silly little self) but when she's with others, esppppp if her gf is on with her, she defffff gives weston koury vibes like im actually giggling at this so hard

they both make tiktoks of each other

y/n once did the "watch my gf for me" trend and she came back to find ellie holding the phone and ranting about something so random like she was probably explaining her favourite theory about how the dinosaurs went extinct or something about planets and space idek

ellie doesn't really follow trends as often, instead just posting videos of her scaring her gf or pranking her or maybe even like mukbangs or something

loves to post fit checks before they go out to do literally anything

also likes to lipsync to dirty audios

the video always ends as she's about to get smacked upside the head

idk if i ever actually gave much backstory???? but here we go anyways lol

i think we've established that y/n is an up-and-coming actress

they met through a friend of dina's, who was a costume designer on the set of y/n's first big film

dina visited her friend on set on the last day of filming and she ended up getting an invite to the cast/crew party that night

jesse was tooooo busy to hang out with his bombshell gf ig???? so ellie got to go with her

she already knew who y/n was since she was starting to gain popularity and was immediately adopted by lesbian twitter

she was so nervous when she clocked her on the other side of the room

spent the whole night shuffling around the room to gain the courage to go talk to her

also spent all of that time trying to come off like the coolest chillest most confident masc ever like she wasn't constantly wiping the sweat from her palms lmaoooo

she finally was forced to lay on the moves when y/n came over to join in on the convo with her castmates

ellie made her laugh and vice versa

she shocked herself when she offered to grab another drink from the kitchen "for the pretty lady"

she immediately considered throwing herself off of the impossibly high deck

was even more shocked when the girl only laughed and hopped up to join her, fingers curling into her bicep

she totally wasn't flexing the whole time

dina was wandering around looking for her, way too drunk to be there much later considering that it was almost 2 am and had to work a ten hour shift tmr :(((

she didn't have much luck bc she never thought to check the upstairs guest bathroom

ellie constantly be fighting them uhaul lesbian rumours

but she actually was ready to upheave her entire life to follow y/n around the world

reposts any and all posts of her gf on her story

adds little hearts and stars and little taglines that earn her a scolding

like that one time she wore a tight-fitting corset on the red carpet that had the girls lifted to the heavens

she captioned it "i <3 my gf('s boobs)"

fights with haters in her gf's comment section

wears her gf's merch

omg the way she SCRUMPT when she saw the paparazzi pic of her girl wearing ellie's merch out on a random thursday

they hadn't even made it official yet

flirts with her gf in random comment sections lol

like y/n comments on dina's selfie and ellie is instantly replying to her

"u come here often?"

they have def been caught in compromising positions soooo many times

like by their friends, cast and crew members on set, y/n's manager, even the paps

ellie felt so boss when tmz posted a pic of her pressing her gf against the wall outside of the club they'd gone to on ellie's bday

els had her tongue down her gfs throat and both of her hands jammed up the front of her top, very clearly grasping and squeezing her breasts

they got a stern talking to from y/n's pr team but ellie actually didn't care

she def has phantom dick disorder in literally all aspects of her life

lets not forget that this version of ellie does not have experience in fighting and has not lived through an apocalypse so she's contextually less tough than normal ellie

but that doesn't stop her from mouthing off to assholes three times her size

don't get me wrong, she can hold her own and still works out on occasion, but she fr looks like a chihuahua barking at pitbulls when she gets yapping

speaking of, stoned!ellie absolutely loves when her gf be yapping

i love the dynamic of ellie doing a chat stream w her gf where ellie's got her in her lap, leaning back with droopy eyes and a dopey smile, still giving her gf all of her attention while her gf ends up being more of a "alert and yappy" stoned and is rambling about strangely philosophical topics and answering questions in chat

ellie is just sitting there just giggling and when her gf turns to her she just goes "ur so smart baby" and "u look so pretty rn"

omg omg omg i luv this pairing im never gonna stop writing them like

bonus: this is the vibe of the ck campaign i mentioned in the last part

[sureihsan]

"No fucking clue how she's managed to sneak past Santiago of all people." But Ihsan wouldn't dwell on that too long since the Analyn spy plot point had been formed before Santi was brought in as the leader of The Damned -- fourth wall armor! "Even taking out the lack of a 'resumé,' kid's got one too many questions and way too many fucking stutters and slip-ups." Not every member of The Damned had some extensive resumé, but no other member of The Damned was also so glaringly against what they did to get to the world they stood for. "'Right -- well, she's been fine for some of the more boring extortion -- drugs and all that good shit -- but Adonis has her fucking beat now." Not that he wouldn't be getting bored of just using Analyn for drugs even if Adonis didn't have her beat. "So I'm thinking it's time we make her a real member -- really show her what being a member of The Damned is, how far she might have to go for it." While Ihsan was pretty sure he'd made the idea clear enough, there was no such thing as too safe in cases such as these! "I'm thinking it might be time for her to get her hands dirty."

ezra's smile fades as ihsan explains the secret in question... but it doesn't take long before it's fully fledged again. count on him to make the world's stupidest betrayal seem like so much fun! "haven't the foggiest why she's made it this far, either. i s'pose because everyone knows it would be the worst choice in the world." she had acted suspicious at times, but even if the thought had crossed his mind... really, her? of all people in the world? it was like they wanted her to fail, or something. maybe they did. maybe this is someone's idea of sabotage. wouldn't that be something? "but i think you're absolutely right about this. we might as well have our fun before we send the rat to the trap. what'd you have in mind?"

[empathiie]

off into the renaissance era we go! hi everyone, this is a hwevent18 starter call! a list of my characters (and their jobs) will be under the cut, and i will be doing four starters per character. please request as many as you'd like, there's no limit otherwise!

alicia clark 🐉 assassin. (2/4) daken, nick clark.

alys rivers 🐉 astrologer. (0/4)

annie january 🐉 tavern owner. (2/4) dominic toretto, kimiko miyashiro.

arya stark 🐉 thief. (1/4) jorah mormont.

bella swan 🐉 artist. (4/4) angel, victoria sutherland, samantha fraser, astrid deetz.

beth greene 🐉 baker. (2/4) claire hargreeves, martha hatter.

bigby wolf 🐉 gravedigger. (2/4) death, benson roche.

caius volturi 🐉 noble. (4/4) aro volturi, sulpicia volturi, phoenix volturi, chelsea volturi.

cassandra goth 🐉 plague doctor. (1/4) soren palpatine.

dexter morgan 🐉 assassin. (1/4) debra morgan.

ellie williams 🐉 graverobber. (4/4) nick clark, nettles, astrid hofferson, jeremiah fisher.

enid 🐉 messenger. (1/4) carl grimes.

gwayne hightower 🐉 knight. (4/4) robin hood, hercules, helaena targaryen, catherine of aragon.

jesse custer 🐉 blacksmith. (0/4)

lee harker 🐉 bard. (1/4) miguel rivera.

lyanna mormont 🐉 knight. (0/4)

madeleine eparvier 🐉 dressmaker. (1/4) evie grimhilde.

rey palpatine 🐉 innkeeper. (0/4)

rhaenyra targaryen 🐉 knight. (2/4) harwin strong, dain aetos.

will graham 🐉 carpenter. (2/4) abe, finnick odair.

[unknownmelodies]

Slasher band au headcanons! (noone asked for but im hyperfixiating on this au since it came out-)

the whole au explained is basically the slashers make traumas into songs then into victims, they are still crazy like shit, but HEY a step better then what they originally are.

I hc that some of the slashers still have some of their slasher self's hobbies like RZ! mickey does himself some masks, Asa taking care of incects and pin them aswell, and Jesse doing video camera work, to keep themselves sane at times

Brahms once taught Lenz how to play chess and he's pretty good for a starter, too good beacuse he's making brahms lose 3rd time in a row not understanding Billy is eating the chess pieces when Brahms isn't looking

With letting out their emotions with songs, many of the slashers let go of hard times with these, and or its a good way for them to cope, then.. in the other way. (works like magic for Michael)

Peepaw! michael was once a rockstar aswell but retired as time passed, that was the same period Michael and Mickey had began their band. They both took big inspo from peepaw, asking him questions with interactions with fans, music etc etc

Mickey had joined the Haddonfield Maniacs after noticing how great Michael is feeling with letting his emotions out on stage, especially after the many thins that happened to him. with a relateable situation he had once been in, he wanted to join the band to know how it feels.

Asa and Jesse live together in a garden house, to have the dogs have some place to run around and have fun, Asa cares about his dogs safety aswell, hes a kind of guy that always says he doesnt love his dogs that much. But if he hears one small whimper coming from outside he's rushing with a highly professional medkit and babying them to sleep and talking in a slight high pitch voice to them.

Billy hates anykind of music that has the word 'pop' in it , meanwhile Stu listens to all kinds of music with 'pop' in it, and annoys Billy with it by blasting it on full volume everytime. and then he live streams Billy chasing him

speaking of that Billy and Stu, mainly Stu is pretty famous on youtube for accepting all kinds of challenges his comment sections are giving him or some trendy demon summoning shit? hes already got the candles, book, and a camera to record it

Jesse teases Asa about their height diffrence, (over 20cm diffrence) and Asa teases Jesse about their age diffrence (its just 1 or 2 years..)

Lester LOVES and i mean LOVES spicy food, he would be throwing all kinds of spices to an already devils offered like food, as Bo and Vincent are slowly backing up watching in disbelief

[ogdencollegerp]

THE WINTER BREAK TRIP

Thanks to THE SOCIAL BUTTERFLY's genoristy and continuing presence at the center of all social circles, all students who were close to THE GOLDEN GIRL (or at least appeared to be and maybe some mistakes) have been invited out to the Hamptons. It's the offseason - so whilst many people are jetting off to ski resorts or warm islands, the beaches are deserted, quiet, and covered in snow.

Perfect to celebrate the end of a year - and most importantly, honor Greer's life, of course.

See below the cut for the roommates everyone will have while on the trip !!!

IC DATE: DECEMBER 26TH - JANUARY 2ND

OOC DATE: AUGUST 25TH - ....TBD

PLEASE NOTE: Current threads do not have to be paused for the duration of the event, but any starters (both open and closed) should take place during winter break. Please note there will be further plot/date markers from the main throughout the event, as IC it is taking place across a week. As always, feel free to DM the main with any questions or concerns !!!

BEDROOM 1:

Robin Morgan

Charlie Fletcher

Henrietta Astor

Sassa Fiske

BEDROOM 2:

Freddie Kolbeck

Milo Navarro

Cara Morrison

Logan Iyande

BEDROOM 3:

Monty Richler

Ollie Inoue

Minnie Lee

Lola Rhodes

BEDROOM 4:

Edward Morrison

Genevieve Upton-Crane

Mari Zuko

Natalia Vega

BEDROOM 5:

Nathaniel Shaw

Jesse Hart

Silja Spence

Anya Saetang

BEDROOM 6:

Parker Walsh

Rhiannon Falla

Jacqui Velazquez

[bropunzeling]

🎤 jess YOU are the gm of the seattle k.raken!!! who is your number one re-signing priority, your number one free agent target, and what are any other internal moves that you would make? also what are some of your favorite things, narratively or otherwise, about the k.raken as a (comparatively) fresh brand new organization??

this presumes so much more knowledge of the team-building/gm side of the game than i actually have lmfao and also rip bUT priority numero uno is sign matty to a deal with sufficient term/$ that we have a foot in the door to later get him forever. he wants to be patrice bergeron and i want him to do that at cpa for always. free agent target - i do not know who is going into free agency lmfao BUT.... we need scoring. we really need scoring!!!!!! it killed us last year. so if we could have one like really really good guy whose only job is shoot the fucking puck that would be gr8 4 me. internal moves that are not SMART but are important to ME: (1) call up shane and ryker to the big boys table on a permanent basis (but only after they have w*n the c*lder c*p) (2) sign yamo for another couple years and make disco dan use him (hometown boy!!!! i love that we have the one guy from spokane!!!!) (3) with all the love in my heart for gru and his east side cowboy manner, it might be time for joey to be starter fr fr.

*caveat that all of these opinions are no more thought through than whatever some guy watching the game in pike/pine at that place with 100+ beer taps could come up with.

fave things: idk i love that it's becoming an organization that a lot of guys really like being part of!!!! the vibes in the room seem REALLY stellar and tight even we suck so fucking bad. i like that we're a team where people want to stay and be a part of things!!! and that even though we had such an awful first season there's glimmers of hope for the future. this could be their year! - forever mantra of the seattle sports fan

finally: give ebs the c. this is not a request

[devilsmenu]

Here I'm doing a starter/plotting call for my muses for the mini event, currently capping at 5 per muse, also if you want a specific plotting hit me on Discord and we can discuss some plots!

Muses that probably won't be attending: Ally Liddell, Astoria Greengrass, Abby Sciuto, Alison Blaire, Buttercup Utonium, Francis Barton, Harriet Hook, Heiya Akane, Irene Adler, Jamie, Kono Kalakaua, Li Lonnie, Lorna Dane, Noah Foster, Peni Parker, Jeon Pildo, Romeo Montague, Sally, Satana Hellstrom, Kim Sun and Tony Wyzek.

Chad Charming | Aware | Date with Blossom Utonium (1/5) Blossom

Chad decided to be there with Blossom and have fun with her. Open to small chat and drinking buddies.

Outfit for the gala.

Chris Hartley | Aware | Blind date with Annie James (2/5) - Emily Davis, Jess, Annie

He would be the type to walk the museums just to see the dinos and the technology exhibition. Would love to dance, chat with friends or new friends and having fun in general.

Outfit for the gala.

Choi Junwoong | Aware | Blind date with Clara Oswald (2/5) - Clara Oswald, Sakura

He'll probably be strolling around the museum, taking some walk and drink and eating.

Outfit for the gala.

Daken | Aware | Blind date with Minako Aiko (4/5) - Logan, King, Adrien, Dawn

He'll be at the bar, not wanting to be too much social and maybe walking around the museum.

Outfit for the gala.

Felicia Hardy | Aware | Blind date with Jem Carstairs (4/5) - Peter Parker, Tadashi, Alani, Kagome

Probably would be drinking, eating and taking a look at the jewelry exhibition to see what fits her oops.

Outfit for the gala.

Jihyo Kim | Aware | Blind date with Scarlett Thomas (3/5) - Cho Chang, Robin Buckley, Wei Wuxian

Jihyo loves a good party so she'll be doing everything at once lol. Just having fun in general.

Outfit for the gala.

Lee Hongjo | Unaware | Blind date with Andrew Deluca (1/5) Ellie

Hongjo will definitely have fun, walking around the museum, dancing, drinking, eating, trying to make new friends.

Outfit for the gala.

Rafael Lightwood-Bane | Aware | Blind date with Adeline Witherdale (2/5) - Max Lightwood Bane, Victoria

Rafe is there to get some booze, free food and maybe dancing. He'll also take a look at the exhibitions.

Outfit for the gala.

Romeo Montague | Aware | Date with Juliet Capulet (1/5) Jester

Romeo would probably wander around Smithsonian because he loves everything related to history, he's a big fan of museums and want to have a nice ball with the love of his life. Open to a conversation, bar talk and dancing.

Outfit for the gala.

Sally Ragdoll | Aware | Date with Jack Skeleton (2/5) Parker, Jane

Sally would probably be tired, especially because she had a lotof work doing the dresses for the ball but she can't say no to Jack. She'll be on her own, probably just drinking, eating and resting outside or wandering around.

Outfit for the gala.

Urumi Akamaki | Aware | Blind date with Princess Aurora (1/5) Xiao Chiye

Urumi don't mind the exhibitions though so she would probably be filming some content at the event and also enjoying some booze and making small talk.

Outfit for the gala.

[grievedifferent]

kingdom hearts 358/2 days (1.5 remix, 2013) sentence starters. accepting !! // * @fairmuses

❝ this is such a great spot . . . how’d you find it ?? ❞ for Josh from either of my until dawn muses or the quarry! (i chose jess!)

❝ heh, pretty romantic, right? ❞ he queries. ❝ it's totally isolated ... mostly. so, we're basically all alone. ❞ his face becomes somber for a moment, indicating he's (essentially) just joking.

❝ i, uh, used to come out here a lot. with my dad. we used to practice lines. it was one of the only places i could get my first scripts right. i used to get way too nervous on set. so ... he would take me out here to clear my head. with the mountain being so close, we have a lot of access to the forests. sometimes, he'd bring his fishing gear out here, just by the river there, ❞ he says, pointing out to a clearing where the rocks create a junction to stand on, ❝ and he'd hook up a line while he'd have me run my parts. it was cool, y'know. we used to do that all the time. ❞ then he stopped acting —— in movies, at least. he's kept up a pretty consistent part as josh washington, movie mogul's prodigal son pretty well on the public front. privately? it's been a disaster.

ah, but jess doesn't need to know that. in fact, this is probably one of the first times they've actually been alone together. group activities have always been their thing. he moves to put a mischievous arm around her shoulder, motivating her to mind him to get a better view.

❝ see? all summer long, the salmon just flood the river. heh, my dad used to catch so much fish that we'd have to give it away to the neighbors. ❞

he laughs for a moment, remembering something only he can see between the two of them, and then sighs. he releases his temporary hold on her, shifting to cross his arms in new observance of her figure.

❝ maybe you and i could come down here sometime during the summer, eh? maybe do a little skinny dipping? when the fish aren't biting?? ❞

[pupzophrenic]

Heres my little roleplay ad then,

Im Jesse or Pupzo! (he/they)

im 17, looking for 17+ roleplay partners. temporary arrangement or long term! (or just mutuals with common interests)

Im also open to join in with existing groups if a certain character is wanted!

- i highly prefer to do MxM fandom ships, but i can also do fandom x oc. **I also do no ship!! I am very open to just general stories and platonic or familial relationships!!**

- I like to do more than one rp at a time usually, at least 2 or more but 1 is completely fine

- i can be semi-lit to novella depending on the detail, but i try to match my partner (heck Im a writer, I can do it all)

- I do have a few ocs and characters that i prefer to be and i do have my own examples. I would let you know who i play best and provide example and such

- I have plenty of plot and starter ideas of course

- I like lore and detail, and i need replies to be 5+ sentences. I am dyslexic, and apologize in advance if something gets confused by me >_<

- A bit of an extra request but I would also appreciate if we could have a friendship outside the roleplay as well, casual conversation even… I like mutuals

(anything else you may have questions about please ask in my DMs, they are open:) )

Fandoms Im most interested in:

- DC (mostly Batman and the Justice League characters and their families)

- TMNT (about any media)

- Marvel (mostly Avengers and Xmen, but I also LOVE Moonight, Venom and Spiderman, my Marvel knowledge is a lot more surface level than DC) (I have also recently seen Deadpool and Wolverine and would love to do a rp between the two)

- Supernatural (im just starting season 4, but im bingeing!!!)

- Sonic The Hedgehog

- Hannibal (specifically NBC Hannibal)

- Madness Combat

- Ultrakill

- Final Fantasy (depending on the game)

- Red Dead Redemption

- TWD (ive only finished up until season 9 and seen a bit of the Daryl Dixon show. I dont plan to watch further than season 9 or look into the other spin offs)

- Splatoon (IM BEGGING)

- Cookie Run (I only play Kingdom!)

- Hades (Supergiant games)

- Lego Monkie Kid and Lego Ninjago

- God of War

- TF2 (fair warning I tend to take a more serious tone with the characters lol)

- Cult of the Lamb

- Breaking Bad

Ive got some miscellaneous ones too‼️

DMs open for further talk!

(As a side note I prefer to rp on Discord, but Tumblr dms is also welcome!)

[cindersfireplace]

Robaire's Dilemma Part 2

*Later after dinner*

Taeyoung: The pizza was good.

Aaron T: I told you this restaurant was great!

Jesse: Thanks for the recommendation T. Now who wants to help me clean up the table?

*Taeyoung and Aaron T look at each other then stare at Jesse silently*

Jesse: You could at least pretend to volunteer.

Robaire: I'll help you Jesse 😊

Jesse: No, not you Robaire. I'm pretty sure you have something to do already *jerks his head in Aaron Z’s direction*

Aaron Z: I can help out. On another note, do any of you know what happened to my basketball? I was using on the court downstairs, but now I can't find it.

*Everybody shakes their head including Robaire which Jesse glares at him for*

Aaron Z: That's weird, maybe I'll check the hotel lost and found. Oh right I almost forgot before we leave the table I have to get something.

*Aaron Z walks into the other room returning with a cake*

Aaron T: Oooooh don't mind if I do.

Aaron Z *slaps hand* it's not for you T.

Taeyoung: What about me?

Aaron Z: No Tae not you either maybe next time, and not Jesse either…it's for Robaire.

Taeyoung, Jesse, and Aaron T: ROBAIRE!?!?

Robaire: Me!?

Aaron Z: Well yeah. I know how busy you've been recently with the band and I wanted to show my appreciation. I know we don't always (or ever) see eye to eye but we wouldn't be doing this whole band thing without you so here you go *holds out the cake*

Robaire: Aww man that's so sweet of….wait… I know what you're trying to do.

Aaron Z: What?

Jesse: Yeah Robaire, what?

Robaire: You're trying to get back at me and instead of just yelling like you usually do you crafted this very beautifully made pastry to poison me because you're mad I accidentally got your favorite autographed basketball flattened by a car! What did you put in here huh? Charcoal? Laxatives? Cyanide?

Aaron Z: …you did what?

Robaire: Y-you didn't know?

Aaron Z: ROBAIRE! 😡😡😡

Robaire: Alright then this is awkward…can I at least get a 10 second head start?

Aaron Z: 5

Robaire: but-

Aaron Z: 4

3

2

Robaire: *Starts running away* Please don't hurt my face, it's my money maker!

Aaron Z: 1!

*Races after him*

*The next day*

*Jesse find Aaron Z eating a plate of pancakes*

Jesse: I'm really sorry about your ball Z I'm sure we can get it fixed.

Aaron Z: Hmmm…oh I know.

Jesse: I know it was one of a kind.

Aaron Z: Oh I wouldn't say that…

Jesse: I know it means a lot to y- wait what do you mean?

Aaron Z: That wasn't my autographed ball, it was one I bought from the sports store down the street. I keep my favorite one in my room at all times

Jesse: Then why did you get so mad at Robaire?

Aaron Z: Just to teach him a lesson.

I knew he did it. I just needed to guilt him into confessing.

Jesse: So you made Robaire panic for no reason?

Aaron Z: Oh not no reason look at it this way now he learned not to touch anybody (namely my) stuff without asking, and it worked.

Jesse: How so?

Aaron Z: It at least worked in making my life easier. For starters he made me this plate of pancakes, and he agreed to help me with all the band's choreography if I agreed to stop chasing him.

Jesse: Z that plan is downright diabolical.

Aaron Z: It worked, didn't it?

*Jesse's staring off into space*

Aaron Z: Yo Jess.

Jesse: Sorry I was just wondering what stuff I own that’s easily breakable.

[kittywriites]

SOOOO i'm a face shipping slut and that's just something i've come to accept about myself so... WITH THAT IN MIND, I threw together some plots i need for some of my babies based purely on me liking these faces together. if you have any of these faces and feel like throwing them at me, give this post a like and i may just throw up a starter xoxo ;;

–Thora (n.atalia d.yer) needs a J.oe K.eery in some sort of plot where he's a normal, smalltown type dude just trying to navigate dating a member of American royalty. Bonus points for sneaking around if she's supposed to be publicly dating some co-star or something. —Alternatively, Thora also needs weird little C.harlie H.eaton who's like, obsessed with her, mb unhealthily whO KNOWS.

–Jesse (j.oseph q.uinn) needs a G.race V.an D.ien in a completely unoriginal plot that will help me live out my Hellcheer dreams. She's the town princess dating the town prick, && starts sneaking around with Jesse as an escape that turns into a whole lot more. Smutty. Fluffy. Angsty. Gimme.

–River (m.ason g.ooding) needs a M.elissa B.arrera as his former baby sitter that he used to have a crush on, running into him now that he's all grown up and just folding for all those new muscles, kthx.

–Lincoln (j.acob e.lordi) needs a S.ydney S.weeney that he is...not v nice to fkgjdf. Probably keeps her around in secret as some dirty little sidepiece while he poses for the paparazzi with some wholesome director's daughter or something.

–Wendy (j.enna o.rtega) needs a M.ason G.ooding in literally ANY plot idc, best friend's older brother, stepsiblings, friend's boyfriend, IDK, just throw him at her so he can throw her bratty lil ass around THANKYEW.

–Dex (d.acre m.ontgomery) needs a N.atalia D.yer bc HEAR ME OUT, I want the vibes from ST season 2, where her jock boyfriend and this hot new guy are in a constant pissing match, BUUUUT throw in the idea of hot new guy seducing her behind jock boyfriend's back and just being smug and dirty and insufferable about it.

[empathiie]

hi everyone, a lot of my babes need some things going for them, so this is a starter call for some new (and old!) characters.

alicia clark (0/6):

alys rivers (1/6): jeremy gilbert.

arya stark (1/6): drogon.

bella swan (2/6): wyatt lykensen, sailor serpeni.

beth greene (0/6):

bigby wolf (0/6):

caius volturi (2/6): aro volturi, phoenix volturi.

cassandra goth (1/6): evie grimhilde.

ellie williams (1/6): nettles.

gwayne hightower (2/6): daeron targaryen, helaena targaryen.

hannah washington (2/6): samantha fraser, sion palpatine.

jesse custer (5/6): gregory house, hua cheng, satana, klaus, doom.

lee harker (1/6): astarion.

madeleine eparvier (4/6): dru, daniel molloy, lucy, jade.

rey palpatine (2/6): jacen solo, sol.

rhaenyra targaryen (1/6): dreamfyre.

will graham (1/6): trafalgar law.

[strawbrryrush]

post event starter call ! it'll be 4 per, and limit 2 per mun! reply with what you want and i'll try to be effective at throwing them out.

elena gilbert ( aware) 4/4 hope, katherine,bonnie,eddie

eric northman ( aware ) 4/4 dru, faye. carmella and stiles

genya safin ( aware ) 1/4 zoya

hannah washington ( aware ) 4/4 sam, josh,emily,jess, cornelia

homura akemi ( aware ) 1/4 madoka

jesse pinkman ( aware ) 2/4 elliot, laura

jinx ( aware ) 3/4 silco, sq, tatum

lettie hatter ( aware ) 0/4

nami ( aware ) 0/4

richard gecko ( aware ) 0/4

ashley graham ( unaware ) 1/4 claire

draculaura ( aware ) 1/4 ahk

belle ( aware ) 1/4 apollo

tifa lockhart ( aware ) 1/4 aerith

march 7th ( unaware ) 0/4

lip gallagher ( aware ) 0/4

hitori gotoh ( aware ) 0/4

sam puckett ( aware ) 2/4 max b, freddie

veronica sawyer ( aware ) 2/4 heather, lorveth

mona vanderwaal ( aware ) 3/4 blair, aria , noel

marcel lyptus ( aware ) 2/4 loki, rowena