#tom holland angsty

[rrcenic]

completed piece! i had a lovely (and exhausting) weekend in disneyland with my dear cousin @cissyenthusiast010155, and the avengers campus has rekindled my 2021 passion for marvel, specifically spider man <33 so be expecting a bit more mcu art in my page! marvel and/or marvel crossover art requests appreciated :)

these are the two scenes side by side <3

[certaindreamchopshop]

I miss FFH era Spideychelle, that shit was my jam.

[max-nolastname]

jim hawkins: sorry mr silver im just not too sure if you're the right person to go to for boy advice

john silver: i'm a pirate, jimbo, of course ive had ga–[loud train noises]

[petersasteria]

You're Losing Me - T.C.

Pairing: Timothée Chalamet x fem!Reader Warning/s: angsty Words: 4,155 Note: I was inspired to write my first ever timmy fic bc of @meetmyothersouls! <3

Flashing lights of the cameras and photographers calling out your name echoed the red carpet as soon as you stepped out of the limousine. You smiled brightly, excited to be attending your first red carpet event. You’re an actress that was given her big break last year and now you’re at the premier of your first ever movie starring Tom Holland and yourself. It was fun working with Tom Holland and you’ve grown closer as filming progressed. You can finally say that he’s now one of your best friends along with his girlfriend, Zendaya.

The whole time at the movie premier itself was a blur. You treasured your first ever movie, but you were way more excited for the after party. You couldn’t wait to meet new people and make new friends while you party all night.

You quickly got changed after the premiere and went straight to the after party venue. There, you saw him. Timothée Chalamet. You’ve obviously never met him before, but you always wished to be even in the same room as him and there he was, talking to Tom and Zendaya.

Tom glanced your way and motioned you to come over. “There’s Y/N!” Tom smiled.

Timothée looked in your direction and you could’ve melted right then and there. He was so magnetic. You were so drawn to him that everything began to move in slow motion. He gave you a warm smile and when you were finally with the group, he offered his hand for you to shake and simply said, “I’m Timothée. It’s nice to finally meet you!” 

You shook his hand and blushed a little, “I’m Y/N, and it’s nice to meet you too! I’m a huge fan of yours.” 

“Really? Because, I’m a fan of yours too. The way you portray your character is amazing and it feels real, if that makes sense. There’s no doubt that you’re very talented and I’m excited to see more of your work!” Timothée said.

“T, you don’t need to be so formal around her.” Zendaya chuckled. 

“Oh, that’s alright! It’s actually pretty cute.” You giggled. Tom and Zendaya looked at each other with a knowing smile before looking back at both of you.

“Z and I will get drinks for us four. We’ll be back.” Tom said as he winked at you. You found it weird, but you shrugged it off.

“So…” you started. Timothée looked at you and asked, “Are you nervous? I don’t know, I just feel that vibe from you right now.”

“Yeah, I kind of am.” You admitted with a laugh. You sighed in relief after getting that off of your chest. Timothée laughed and said, “What are you nervous about?”

“Honestly? Seeing you made me nervous. You’re just so great and being able to stand next to you is already such an honor. You’re, like, my celebrity crush.” You told him. It surprised you how casual you were in saying all that. He was surprised to know that he was your celebrity crush.

When the after party ended, he followed you back on Instagram and asked for your number. From then on you’ve been texting non-stop. You started becoming friends and Tom was really happy for you. Turns out, he and Zendaya have been wanting to set you up with Timothée for a long time and they seized the opportunity when they found out he was invited to attend the after party.

After a year of being friends, he asked you to be his girlfriend. Of course, you said yes despite hearing many people tell you that he’s sort of a playboy. You didn’t care because the only thing that mattered was you and him. Immediately, headlines about your new relationship began to emerge. He was your first serious boyfriend and in the headlines, you were just another one of his girlfriends. It hurt that people saw you that way, but Timothée reassured you that he loves you and he’s serious about you too.

The first year of your relationship with Timothée was the best. He took you to Paris and gave you a promise ring. “I know it’s not an engagement ring and I know how much you want to get married, but I just want to give you this ring as a promise that I’ll replace it with an engagement ring someday.” He said as he blushed. His nose was pink because of the cold and he slipped the ring on your finger before giving your hand a kiss. You smiled at him and gave him a huge hug. “I can’t wait!” You exclaimed happily. You truly loved him with all your heart. You felt nothing but utter bliss.

Along with the first year of your relationship came some small struggles. Timothée got busier with movie projects left and right and you were struggling a bit in handling your new fame. You were lucky that Timothée was there for you to help you. You attended all of his movie premieres and he attended all of your important events too. Everyone loved both of you and even called you “couple goals”. You were supportive of each other and his fans were thankful for you for posting pictures of him often. Both of your fan bases grew from there. Despite the growing popularity, you and Timothée started a tradition. You and him decided that every Friday night would be your “indoor-catch up-dinner date”. You loved every second of it.

The second year of your relationship your acting started to boom. Soon, your name was as big as Timothée’s. Seeing as your relationship was very public, many directors always cast you and  Timothée alongside each other for a more real chemistry on and off screen. Your Instagram was soon full of behind the scenes photos of you and Timothée. The fans absolutely loved it. This continued on until the fourth year of your relationship. Because of the money you both earned, both of you decided to buy a house together to move into. It was you and him against the world.

Timothée entered one of the rooms and was in awe. It was empty, but the light that shone through the window made the room more beautiful. It wasn’t the master’s bedroom, but it was special. Without thinking, Timothée looked at the realtor and said, “We’ll buy it!” You looked at him like he was crazy, “We didn’t see the other houses yet.”

“I know, but this room right here is too special to pass up. The light in here is just as gorgeous as you and y’know we could make this our game room or a date night room. We could slow dance in here or play cards or work. I’m just so excited to be spending some time with you here.” He said as he lovingly looked at you.

The fifth year of your relationship started being rocky. You never thought anything of it. Timothée did bring up the idea of not accepting projects that have something to do with you and him being together. “Oh, may I ask why?” You asked, wondering why he brought it up. “Y/N, I love you, but I miss being able to work with other people. I hope you don’t take it the wrong way. I loved working with you as a couple for, like, three years. We made over six movies together and I cherish every single one of them. I just want to work with someone now.” He confessed. It hurt hearing him say that, but you knew he was right. Both of you needed to grow as actors and for that to happen, you had to work with different people. You looked at him and gave him a small smile, “Alright. I understand.”

“Thank you.”

Soon, he was casted in a lot of movies with different people and you decided to widen your range. You walked on runways, you starred in commercials, you guested on podcasts, and you starred in music videos. You were always present when Timothée had a premiere, but he started lessening his public appearances with you at your events. Everyone didn’t seem to notice. Maybe because his projects were overshadowing yours or maybe because your important events didn’t seem as important as his. You didn’t mind, though. You just longed for him to be next to you.

In your sixth year, a video of Timothée went viral when an interviewer asked about you and his smile dropped a bit and said, “Y/N’s doing great. I’m happy for all her achievements. As much as I want to talk about her, I’d like to focus on the film please. That’s what we’re all here for, anyway.”

Meanwhile, a video compilation of you talking about Timothée went viral. Many fans noted how different you two are. Many say you didn’t deserve him. Others say that you’re too clingy for Timothée’s liking. You decided to post on your Instagram story, defending Timothée.

You defended him a lot more times after that.

You got nothing in return, though.

You stared at the promise ring on your finger during your seventh year and wondered when Timothée would propose. You were experiencing the seven year itch; it’s your make it or break it year as a couple. Many fans speculated a break up after seeing Timothée do nothing. You still defended him amidst all negativity. You posted him all the time and he only posted you once on your birthday. You were growing tired, but you faced every single day with a smile on your face, hoping to trick yourself into being your usual self.

Timothée started bailing on your Friday night dates, often choosing to party with his friends to celebrate something that didn’t concern you. You still cooked and made the whole place look nice, though. You didn’t know why. Maybe deep down you knew that your relationship is in shambles and that you needed to convince yourself that everything’s fine. You knew many people were questioning Timothée’s love for you and in an effort to save his reputation, you took a picture of all the food you prepared and posted it on Instagram with the caption: tim may be out with his friends now, but he made sure to cook these for me before leaving. thank you, my love.

You didn’t know what hurt you most: the fact that you did that or the fact that Timothée liked the post and commented “no problem. Anything for you. Enjoy.”

You cried yourself to sleep that night. Timothée arrived home when you were silently crying. You felt the bed dip down on his side and he whispered, “Thanks for the food. I’ll eat it tomorrow.”

You made it through another year. It’s your eighth year dating Timothée and he still hasn’t made his promise come true. However, you drowned yourself in your work. So much so, that you were even busier than Timothée now. Headlines were vile, though. Timothée was out of the country filming his new movie and you attended red carpets on your own. Many people compared your relationship with Tom and Zendaya. Many people attacked you for Timothée’s lack of presence.

“Y/N! It’s so great to see you. How do you feel that Timothée is not here with you on your special day? You’ve been nominated as Best Actress in your new film, but Timothée is nowhere to be found.” The interviewer asked.

“He’s out of the country filming for his new movie, actually! I’m extremely happy for him. He’s been truly blessed.” You smiled brightly at the interviewer despite feeling sick to your stomach as you had to put up an act in front of the interviewer.

“Well, I’m sure he would make time for you. Tom Holland always finds a way to support Zendaya on the red carpet all the time. Why can’t Timothée do the same?” 

“Um,” You started. You feel so uncomfortable right now. “I don’t think you should compare my relationship with others because every relationship is different. Timothée supports me too in his own way. He’s a silent cheerleader, always has been and I accept him for it. Thank you.” You said before walking away. You wanted to cry.

After that, Timothée never even called or texted to ask if you were okay and how the event went. You entered the room you and Timothée loved and sat alone in the dark and cried. You were so tired of feeling this way, but you loved him with all your heart.

Your ninth year comes around and you find yourself glaring at Timothée almost always. You were just waiting for him to break up with you already so you could move on with your life. However, Timothée has been spending time with you a lot lately which made it hard for you to get mad at him. Even if what he’s doing is the bare minimum. He’s been taking you out on dates, he was bringing back the Friday night catch-ups, he’s posting you more on social media, and he even took a break from acting just to be with you on set. It gave the fans joy. It gave news outlets something to report about. Most of all, it gave you hope. Maybe the old him is finally back for good.

During your tenth year, a lot of people were confused. Everyone thought you’d be married with children by now. An interview of you and Timothée from ten years ago recently went viral. In the video, the interviewer asked you and Timothée where your relationship stands in ten years. Timothée, in the video, simply answered, “probably still together” with a small chuckle. You, on the other hand, excitedly said, “by then we’d most likely be married for about five years with two or three young children”. The fan who posted the short clip on Twitter captioned it with: it’s been ten years, but nothing happened at all i hope my parents are okay :(( 

Your body language has been on autopilot for a while now. In front of the cameras, you smiled brightly and laughed more, but if you looked closely, your eyes had no life. Your heart grew cold too. You were immune to any shenanigans Timothée has put you through. After years of not being in the same movie together, you and Timothée were casted as the main characters of a film by Greta Gerwig.

In the press conference, one interviewer asked you and Timothée about the video that went viral. “Yeah, we saw the video. I forgot about that to be honest.” Timothée chuckled as he looked at you with a small smile. You never looked back at him, though. You just stared at the interviewer and said, “I forgot about it too, but y’know when you’re working, you always don’t know that a few years have already gone by. One day, you’ll just realize ‘oh wow it’s been a long time!’. So, yeah.”

“Any plans on getting married soon? I mean, I think I speak for everyone when I say that everyone wants to see the Hollywood It Couple to finally tie the knot.” The interviewer added.

“I’m always ready for marriage. I think I’ve always been ready… no matter how tired I was. I think I’m just waiting to be asked.” You chuckled half-heartedly as you put down the mic on your lap and looked at Timothée, who was now looking at the interviewer. You looked at him with hope. You wanted him to defend you just once because you knew you looked like an idiot waiting for him. Thinking about it made you tear up, but you held your composure.

“You know, for me, marriage is just a piece of paper. I feel content with what I have now. Let’s see again in ten years.” Timothée joked, causing everyone to laugh with what he said going over everyone’s head. You nodded to yourself and looked away from him. You gave a big smile as everyone laughed. You were dying and he was laughing. How can he be so dense?

Vogue did a photo shoot with you and Timothée on your anniversary. They interviewed you too about having a long relationship. At that point, you were lying to yourself. Any body language expert would see that your eyes had no spark as it once had when you started dating him.

You were at the point in your relationship that you couldn’t feel him anymore. There’s only so much your heart could take. In your eleventh year, you found yourself sneaking out of your shared room to go to yours and Timothée’s favorite room. You would sit in the dark and cry at ungodly hours. You would sleep there too. Timothée never even looked for you. He just assumed you had work and left early. It happened a lot. Sometimes, when you walked out of the room, you’d smell something good coming from the kitchen. He was cooking breakfast.

“Oh, you’re here! You’re lucky I cooked a lot.” Timothée chuckled and set up a plate for you. He looked at you and it was evident that you’ve been crying. “Are you okay?” He asked.

Hearing that made you cry again. For the first time in a long time, he finally asked you that. Regardless, you nodded through your tears and wiped them away. “I’m alright. I was just reading a script that someone sent me and it just hit hard, I guess.” You answered with a teary-eyed smile before sitting down on your usual seat. You started eating the food he cooked as tears streamed down your face.

Your birthday came around and Zendaya threw you a surprise party at a club that you liked. Timothée wasn’t even there. He was working late on set. He probably forgot about your birthday. You didn’t care anymore. Your relationship is already in shambles anyway whether he knew it or not. When the party ended, it was raining hard outside. When you arrived home, there was no electricity due to the heavy rain. You didn’t go straight to your shared room with Timothée. Instead, you went to your favorite room and there was Timothée in the candle lit room with a small cake on the coffee table. He smiled at you and said, “Happy birthday, Y/N! I’m so sorry. I forgot, but I hope this makes up for it. I know it’s not perfect, but hey, today’s Friday catch-up. What a great way to celebrate your birthday, huh?”

You sat on the bean bag chair, stared at the cake, and looked at him. You were crying again. He frowned and knelt down in front of you, “What’s wrong? Do you not like the cake? We can get a new one tomorrow, I promise-”

“When are you going to stop with these promises, Timmy?” You said, your heart wrenching in pain. It was heavy, what you were feeling. You couldn’t handle it anymore.

“What do you mean? I don’t understand what you’re saying.” He said. He was lost.

“I know you don’t understand. You never did understand anything.” You cried. “It’s time to stop lying to ourselves. We haven’t been okay for so long and I feel sick to my stomach seeing you act as if we’re okay all day, everyday. I’m tired, T. I’m so tired.”

He looked at you; he really looked at you. It was then that he saw the bags under your eyes, the puffiness, the redness, and he saw the pain in your eyes take over the spark of joy. How could he be so blind? You were long gone.

“I’m tired of putting up a happy face in front of everyone. I’m tired of pretending that you’re happy for me. I’m tired of wondering how you can watch me walk the red carpets alone while you’re away in some country filming a movie. I’m tired of comparing and wishing for you to become more available to me. I’ve been supporting you since day one and you couldn’t even do the same for me.” You cried heavily.

“Is that how you really feel? I brag about you all the time to my friends whenever I see you strutting on the runway or walking on the red carpet with your castmates.” He said softly.

“That’s different, T.” You sighed heavily and stood up. “That’s different.”

“I wanted you there with me.” You sniffed.

“I am-”

“No! You’re not! You’re never here for me!” You shouted angrily as hot tears streamed down your face. “You left me to fight my own battles. You left me to fend for myself. You left me to defend you when many people said awful shit about you.”

“Who said I needed defending?” He asked, stubbornly. “No one did.”

“No one asked me to defend you, but I did it because I loved you! Don’t you get it?! I made sure to paint a good picture of you in front of everyone because I loved you!” You cried.

“I’m tired of pretending that I’m okay. I’m tired of hoping that the old Timothée I fell in love with will come back to me. I’m tired of asking myself when we’ll finally get married. I’m tired of defending you. I’m tired of proving to other people that we’re very much in love even though we haven’t had a picture in years.”

Timothée looked at you as tears streamed down his face. He was so blind to it all. He kept quiet as he listened to you.

“Prolonging this relationship is a huge mistake.” You confessed sadly. “I feel so sorry for myself because I look delusional, thinking you’ll back me up for once. Thinking maybe you’ll surprise me on the red carpet, but no. It’s always been your projects over mine.”

“Our friends are married and they have families now and I’m sick and tired of being left behind. I feel like I wasted years of my life just for this relationship to work, hoping every year that maybe things will change. I guess I never learned my lesson. I just wanted you to see me, but you never looked at me at all. I just wished you would look at me with the same passionate look you would give to the crowd. It’s hard to admit that you love them more than you love me.”

“The fucked up part is I can’t seem to hate you because I love you too much to do so. It breaks my own heart to decide not to be with you anymore.” You cried. “All these years waiting for you to just leave me is tiring. I’m leaving instead. My world revolved around you and it’s time that it stops.”

“I gave you a chance multiple times. You never did anything for me. You never said anything. You never lost anything. You never even risked one day of filming just to come see me. Your loyalty lies with your job and if it wasn’t clear to me before, it’s crystal clear for me now. I’m sorry for not being good enough.” You sobbed. You looked down at the promise ring sitting on your ring finger for the past ten years. You looked at him and walked towards him. You took off the ring, grabbed his hand and placed it on his palm. “Give it to the next girl you promise to marry. Just follow through with it this time.”

“Y/N, the only girl I want to marry is you.” Timothée cried. “I was going to propose tonight.”

Both of you sobbed as you looked at each other with very different emotions. You looked at him with tired eyes and in defeat. He looked at you with forlorn and hope; he hoped you would change his mind, but he knew deep down that you were tired of choosing him all the time. He knew you were going to choose yourself now.

“You’re so unfair, T. If you said that years ago, you knew I would’ve said yes even before you knelt down and showed me the ring. An engagement ring isn’t a band-aid for a broken mirror. If I said yes now, we’d still be broken; I’d still be broken while you’ll be out chasing the world as I’d chase after you.”

“I love you, Y/N.” Timothée cried. “I really do. I hope you know that.”

“I love you too and I’m afraid I always will, but I have to go.” You sighed heavily as you wiped your tears with your hands. Timothée pulled you in for a tight hug and you did the same.

News of your break up with Timothée was all over social media. You decided not to say anything. You were too tired of fending for your relationship on behalf of you and Timothée for years. It was his time to return the favor.

[thewriterg]

𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐘 𝐆

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 ༝༚ okie so did I exactly finish spooktober last year… no BUT I’m very hopeful this year and have experienced what works for me and what doesn’t so I’m 87% hopeful we can make it the full month っ◞‸◟ c anyway I’m doing the big three (fluff, angst, and smut) each category gets 10 days and FALL IS HERE WRITERS!

EVENT DURATION; oct. 1st - oct. 31st 2023

may include dark and triggering content ™ thewriterg

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LEVEL 1. (fluff)

DAY 01 ϟ costume participation (ghost x r x soap) DAY 02 ϟ a walk in the park (dallas winston x r) DAY 03 ϟ studying for exams (peter parker x r) DAY 04 ϟ baking festive foods (john price x r) DAY 05 ϟ pumpkin carving (pope h x r x jj maybank) DAY 06 ϟ record shopping (miles morales x r) DAY 07 ϟ pictures at a graveyard (stu x r x billy) DAY 08 ϟ saving a black cat (tate langdon x r) DAY 09 ϟ pumkin spice (tony stark x r) DAY 10 ϟ house decor (luke danes x r)

LEVEL 2. (angst)

DAY 11 ϟ relationship problems (loki x r x thor) DAY 12 ϟ saving them (johnny cage x r x kenshi) DAY 13 ϟ villian and a hero (steve rodgers x r) DAY 14 ϟ household problems (simon riley x r) DAY 15 ϟ jealousy (johnny castle x r) DAY 16 ϟ abandonment (konig x r) DAY 17 ϟ toxic relationship (peter parker x r) DAY 18 ϟ dilf problems (simon riley x r) DAY 19 ϟ comfort (dad!simon x daughter!r) DAY 20 ϟ the one left behind (neytiri x r jake sully)

LEVEL 3. (smut)

DAY 21 ϟ spanking (tom holland x r) DAY 22 ϟ sex pollen (miguel o’hara x r) DAY 23 ϟ stubborn 2 admit (sub!character x dom!r) DAY 24 ϟ somnophilia (leon kennedy x r) DAY 25 ϟ angsty sex (jj maybank x r) DAY 26 ϟ DAY 27 ϟ DAY 28 ϟ DAY 29 ϟ DAY 30 ϟ

FINAL LEVEL.

DAY 31 ϟ

[kamaluhkhan]

if it's real, if it's sweet

pairing: shuri x fem!reader

summary: you and shuri are pretty much living in domestic bliss, until a double date leads to a revelation about your relationship. your reconciliation involves you fucking shuri like no other girl has before and giving shuri the best orgasm(s) of her life (and vice versa). let's just say....the two of you live happily ever after <3

warnings: fluff, angst (reader and shuri have an argument), and smut!! mostly sub!shuri, oral (reader and shuri receiving), spitting, squirting, strap-on, tribbing...enjoy :)

song inspo: "cherry" by FLETCHER and hayley kiyoko

a/n: hello! this fic is kind of a part 2 of my first fic i'm not wanting anything (but your loving, your body, and a little bit of your brain) but not much context is needed. there is a lot of plot and smut is mostly at the end. this is set between endgame and wakanda forever. i might do a part 3 that would be very angsty, so stay tuned. also if you're wondering my fancast for harry osborn it's jonathan daviss and for peter parker it's nico hiraga (sorry tom holland!)

"fuck, shuri," you moaned as her tongue touched your folds. "we don't have time for this...."

you had class in an hour and shuri had to get to work, but the combination of the hot water hitting your skin and shuri's tongue in your cunt was something you did not want to give up just yet - even if you didn't want to admit it.

"usana," shuri scolded, looking up at you innocently, as if she wasn't the one who decided to push you against the shower wall and get on her knees in front of you. "it was your idea to shower together this morning."

"well, sorry for wanting to save water," you breathed, your grip tightening on her curls. "the planet is dying."

shuri pulled away from you once more, lips shining with your slick. "well, i didn't realize you cared so much about the environment. if that's all this is...." she got up to her feet and turned off the water. "we better get going, pretty girl."

you whined at the loss of contact and clenched your thighs together at the nickname, something that did not go unnoticed by shuri. shuri ran her tongue across her bottom lip before leaning forward to kiss you, your back pushed against the cool tile and the taste of you faint on her tongue.

hearing your alarm go off reminded you that there were other responsibilities you each had to attend to. reluctantly, the two of you dried off and made your way to your (shared) bedroom. you put on a matching bright orange boyshort / bralette combo before slipping on some jeans and an orange cropped sweater, and moving on to your makeup.

as you got ready, you watched in the mirror as shuri looked in the closet for something to wear, currently only dressed in black briefs and a sports bra. once she picked out an outfit, her eyes caught yours in the mirror.

"what?" she asked, slipping on a white mesh top.

you smiled, swiping on some orange eyeshadow (shuri might have been the princess of wakanda, but you were the queen of coordination). even though shuri was moving in at the end of the month -- she needed to go tie up some loose ends in wakanda before coming to live in new york long term -- you loved how comfortably she already fit into your life here. you loved seeing her clothes in your closet, the lava lamp she spotted at a thrift store on the corner of the desk, the photobooth strip of the two of you at a surprise birthday party you'd thrown her last weekend (everyone had a great time and danced and drank until late....needless to say you and shuri showed up very hungover to pepper potts' baby shower the next morning). you loved how you could smell your papaya body wash on her skin. you loved waking up with her arm around your waist, how she mumbled in her sleep about calculations she needed to get done. you loved how she took the subway with you to class, how she visited you at work when you had a slow shift. the two of you had been together for a few years, but your lives had never been this intertwined.

"nothing," you finally responded, finishing with a layer of mango lip gloss on your lips. "don't forget we have that double date tonight."

shuri groaned. "do we have to?"

you didn't particularly want to have dinner with your roommate and his (somewhat) pretentious boyfriend either, but peter parker has been your best friend and partner in crime-fighting for years as well. you owed it to him to give harry osborn a chance.

"if harry's spending more time with pete, it means he'll be spending more time here, so it's probably best that we all get along," you reasoned. you walked over to where shuri was examining her outfit in the full length mirror and wrapped your arms around her waist. she leaned back into your chest, sighing. "please?" you trailed kisses down her neck for good measure.

"fine, i'll do it."

"amazing!" you planted one last kiss on the corner of her mouth before pulling away and gathering your things for class. "the dinner's at 7, but we should probably come back here to change into something nicer. maybe we can meet here and walk over together?"

shuri nodded just as another alarm went off from your phone. "how many alarms do you have?"

"too many, as necessary as they may be," you declared brightly, pressing the cancel button and kissing shuri one last time. you pulled away and she groaned, taking the opportunity to move your shirt slightly and leave bites on your exposed collarbone. you checked the time on your phone.

maybe you could spare a little more time.

the double date was at some fancy italian restaurant in the upper west side. you each ordered pasta dishes and harry ordered a bottle of red wine for the table. the wine came quickly, but given how busy the restaurant was, you anticipated your food would take longer. meanwhile, the conversation flowed naturally from awkward small talk about the weather, to current tv show obsessions (you and shuri were bingeing project runway), to work at oscorp (where you, peter, and harry were interns), and finally to college classes. that's how you found yourself ranting about the lecture in your molecular engineering class from that afternoon.

"i mean no offense to tony - loved the guy - but i know for a fact that my super smart sexy girlfriend cracked that technology years before he did," you declared. "so the fact that my professor -- this white woman, by the way -- uplifts stark tech as the beacon of the future is total bullshit."

"that is total bullshit," harry agreed. "colonizers gonna colonize, i guess."

shuri laughed, a sound you would never get tired of hearing. she had her right arm casually draped across the back of your chair as she held her glass in her left hand, taking occasional sips.

"i mean most of the avengers use nanotech now, right?" harry was directing his question at you, since to his knowledge you were the only avenger at the table, but peter seemed to have forgot that he had a secret identity.

"most of us, yeah," peter answered. you nudged his foot under the table. "ow!" he exclaimed, but once he looked at you, he realized his slip up. "most of them," he corrected, chuckling awkwardly and avoiding harry's gaze. "at least that's what i can gather from my stark internship."

it took a lot in you to not roll your eyes at the fact that peter was still using the 'stark internship' excuse, but harry seemed to buy it.

"anyways, y/n, finish your story," peter suggested.

"well, that's basically what i said in class," you explained.

"that your super smart sexy girlfriend cracked nanotechnology years before tony stark?" shuri wondered.

you shrugged. "pretty much. i also said something about colonizers, but i forget what exactly."

shuri grinned. "that's my girl," she leaned over to plant a kiss on your cheek.

a few waiters came over to bring plates full of pasta, and you all thanked them. your stomach grumbled at the delicious smell, a reminder that you had barely eating all day in between classes. you were so ready to dig in to some quality fettucine alfredo.

"you guys really are a power couple," harry pointed out, gesturing between you and shuri as you started to eat. "how long have you two been together?"

you swallowed a mouthful of pasta. "well, we met right after the avengers split up because of the sokovia accords," you started, clearing your throat. it certainly wasn't your favorite time of your life, but something good obviously did come from that time. if none of it happened, you might not have gotten together with shuri.

"steve dropped me off in wakanda -- i was freshly 18 and he was worried what would happen to me if i went back to new york. so, i stayed there for a while and that's how i met this one." you nudged shuri playfully with your elbow, and she moved a hand under the table to squeeze your upper thigh. "she showed me around, we worked in the lab together and we were friends for a while, of course, but our first non-platonic date was the night before i left wakanda. she brought be up to the top of mount bashenga, we shared a bottle of mango soju that t'challa brought back from korea and then we...." you trailed off, not wanting to necessarily go into the physical details of your first time together. "long story short, we've been girlfriends ever since."

"well, that wasn't our first official date, though," shuri said, taking a sip of her wine.

"oh?" you tilted your head, wondering if your memory was off. but, no, you were sure. it was the night before you left wakanda - it couldn't have been before and it couldn't have been later. your entire relationship had been long distance until recently.

"i visited you in the fall," shuri recounted. "you took me to magnolia bakery to get that banana pudding, we walked around central park, and then we slept together in your dorm while your roommate was at a frat party - that was when we became exclusive."

you chewed slowly, ingesting her words. "that was a few months after i left wakanda though." shuri nodded. "we were already together."

"yeah," shuri agreed. "but weren't exclusive."

"okay, you keep saying that word." at this point, you had completely forgotten your dinner and your double date. "what does that mean, though?"

"like, we were seeing other people," shuri stated casually. she was still eating her pasta, and you grabbed the fork out of her hand. "i wasn't finished with that."

"so you were sleeping with other people? while we were together?"

"well...yeah."

peter's mouth practically dropped to the floor, and harry almost choked on a piece of penne.

you, on the other hand, were silent, frozen. it shouldn't have been that big of a deal - maybe you would have agreed to do the whole friends with benefits thing - but you and shuri clearly hadn't been on the same page. you fell for her, hard and fast, but it didn't seem like she would say the same for you. and you were sure that you'd had the are we exclusive? conversation before you parted ways.

suddenly, your avengers buzzer (an addition made at the request of carol danvers - she swore by them) went off.

harry cleared his throat. "avengers business?"

"yeah," you replied, dropping shuri's fork back in her plate. you glanced at peter, who just shook his head slightly. he would have to sit this one out. "i have to go."

shuri started to call out your name, but you were already out the door.

when you got home later that night, shuri was still up, sitting in the living room with one lamp on. she hadn't changed from dinner, still wearing her patterned suit, but had unbuttoned the top even more. she looked way too good, and if you weren't currently frustrated at her, you would have suggested going to the bedroom right away.

"peter is sleeping at harry's."

"okay," you replied crisply.

you walked to your bedroom and removed your supersuit, looking for some comfortable clothes to wear. your entire body ached, your head throbbing.

"are we going to talk about it, or are you just going to shut me out?"

you groaned, way too exhausted after dealing with a flying green goblin terrorizing midtown. you didn't want to have to deal with this right now. searching through your drawers, you eventually found some sleep shorts and the i <3 wakanda t-shirt shuri had gotten you as a joke.

"i'm tired, shuri." you sat on the bed and started rubbing some lavender body butter on your arms and legs.

"no, you're angry," shuri countered, leaning against the doorframe and watching you go through your nightly ritual.

"can't i be both?" you got up, took off your bra, and slipped on your shorts. you turned to shuri just in time to watch her stare at your bare chest before you finally put on your t-shirt.

"look, you have nothing to be angry about. those first few months, we were keeping it casual, yeah? we were -- how do you americans call it -- friends with benefit."

the way she stated it as though she was explaining scientific theories, the way she was being so casual now like you were overreacting, sent a wave of frustration through your body.

"you can't be fucking serious right now!"

"i don't understand why this is such a big deal! it was years ago!"

you scoffed. "i thought that what we had was real from the start, okay? friends with benefits only works when there are no strings attached, and i remember us very clearly having strings attached. there's no way i would have - i don't know - been so vulnerable with you if i thought it was just sex."

"that's the friend part," shuri continued matter-of-factly. she finally walked into the room, removing her suit jacket and unbuttoning her shirt even more. before long, her top half was only covered by a black sports bra.

you scoffed. "if that's how you act with friends, then i seriously think you need to follow up with the rest of the girls you fucked at the time. how many were there, anyways?"

shuri hesitated.

"answer the question, shuri," you snapped.

"i like sex, you know that! you weren't there, so i had to find other girls to sleep with."

"yeah, i like sex, too! and normally i wouldn't judge you, but we had agreed--"

"we had not agreed ---"

"we had!

"can we agree to disagree? what's the big deal anyways?"

"well, the big deal is that while you were busy sleeping with other girls, i was in my dorm, waiting to spend all my international minutes on a call that would go to voicemail because - oh !- you were apparently busy sleeping with other girls!"

"i kept telling you to use the kimoyo beads i gave you," shuri mumbled.

"are serious right now?" you exclaimed. "i spent most of that semester waiting for you, thinking about you - and you probably couldn't have cared less! i was stressed and lonely and - yeah, i'll say it - horny, while i could have been out having fun too."

"that's not my fault," shuri scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "i doubt you missed that many opportunities."

"oh? how can you be so sure?"

"well, no one knew that you were an avenger then."

when you first started being an avenger, you were a kid. it wasn't until well after you were 18, after the accords and in a desperate plea to get steve and the others to return, that you revealed your identity to the world, press conference and all. which meant that shuri had a point: during your first semester at empire state university, no one knew that you were an avenger.

"so you're saying that girls would only fuck me if they thought i was a superhero?"

"i'm not saying that's the only reason, but it is a big one."

it took a second for the implication of her words to fully sink in. suddenly, the room felt smaller and you hated every reminder that you and shuri were building a life, here, together.

"is that why we got together in the first place? you wanted to fuck a superhero?"

shuri froze, as if she too just understood the turn your argument had taken.

"shuri. answer the fucking question. is that the reason we got together?" her silence made you claustrophobic, and, again, you were way too tired to deal with this. "i'm gonna sleep at mj's." you were about to grab your phone and keys before shuri stopped you.

"wait. baby, please wait," she pleaded. "i didn't mean -- just, let me explain, okay? please."

you looked at her, jaw tense and eyes searching yours, and you couldn't resist. you just had to hear her out. she sat on the edge of the bed, gesturing at you to join her, but you remained standing, arms crossed and waiting for an explanation.

"maybe....maybe i was intrigued by the fact you were an avenger. i thought you were so cool and badass and i wanted to know you, like really know you. and once i did, i couldn't help but fall for you. i wanted to be with you."

"yeah, you fucking other girls really reflects that."

"let me finish," shuri sighed. "when you went back to new york, i didn't think we'd last. i was scared that our time together in wakanda was just some short, passionate fling for you and you'd forget all about me. or, worse, you'd realize that you just want to be friends and i would be stuck alone, pining for you. sleeping with other people was just a protective measure, i guess."

while you were surprised by her confession, you didn't feel entirely satisfied. you did, however, finally sit on the bed next to her. "you didn't think to talk to me about any of this? to ask whether or not i was invested in our relationship?"

"i'm good with calculations, y/n, not people."

being this close to her, you couldn't help but stare at shuri: at the way her jaw looked sharper in the moonlight, her eyes darker, her lips slightly parted as she waited for you to say something.

"i guess it would have been nice to know how much you thought about me," you whispered.

shuri brings her hand up your thigh and under your shirt, stroking the skin underneath your breast with her thumb. you shuddered at the contact.

"i thought about you all the time. bast, i even called other girls by your name during sex. multiple times."

weirdly, you felt a little proud at that. "i guess i really made an impression on you," you hummed. "tell me: did any of those other girls fuck you better than me?" you asked, voice low.

shuri removed her hand from your body, shrugging. "maybe."

"shuri," you warned. "don't."

"or what?" she challenged, leaning forward, the ghost of a smirk on her lips. "are you gonna punish me? because if you want to have your way with me....i wouldn't stop you."

with that, you pushed her onto the bed. she let out a yelp when her back hit the mattress. once you were hovering over her, legs and arms on either side of her body, you did what you yearned to do as soon as you walked in earlier that night: you kissed her, passionately, deeply. you bit her lip as you pulled away.

"you really want that - for me to have my way with you?"

shuri whimpered. "yes."

"you might regret saying that, usana."

shuri loved it when you spoke xhosa, you knew that. she leaned up to capture your lips, but you had other plans.

you kissed down her jaw, her neck, her exposed chest and shoulders down to her stomach. after you fumbled with the button of her pants, shuri lifted her hips from the bed so that you could remove them. once the pants were thrown on the floor, you kissed her core through her briefs, feeling a wet spot against your lips.

quickly, you took off her briefs, being greeted by her glistening pussy. blowing onto her folds, you ran your tongue from her hole to her clit, loving how you already felt her slick coating your lips. shuri lifted her legs so they rested on your shoulders. with this angle, you gathered some of her slick and sunk two fingers into her heat.

"gods, i've barely touched you and you're already about to come," you teased, feeling her clench around your fingers. "are you going to come for me?" all you got in response was whine. with your other hand, you reached up to pinch the side of her hip. "answer me, princess."

shuri propped herself up on her elbows to look at you, just as you removed your mouth from her.

"yes!" she cried. you'd be lying if you said you didn't feel throbbing between your thighs, hearing how frantic her voice sounded - like she needed you and only you. "please, just do something."

at her request, you moved up the bed so that the two of you were face to face, one of your hands holding her chin while the other was still two fingers deep in her cunt.

with your thumb, you traced over her lips. "open." shuri obeyed you instantly, and you couldn't help but clench your thighs together - you had never seen her this desperate. you spat in her mouth, heart racing as you watched her swallow the combination of your saliva and her cum without question.

you continued fucking her with your fingers until she moaned, louder and louder as she reached her peak.

removing your fingers from her pussy, you locked eyes with her as you brought your glistening fingers to your mouth and sucked off her juices. then, you kissed the tattoo underneath her ear, whispering: "have i ever told you that you're the sweetest thing i've ever tasted?"

when shuri smiled, you couldn't help but think how gorgeous she was, how vulnerable she was underneath you, how she was yours. unfortunately, you also couldn't help but think that there was a time when you thought she was yours and yours alone, while there were other girls with her like this.

so, you decided then that you weren't quite done with her.

"you really want me to have my way with you?" you asked once more, just to be sure.

"yes. anything."

you kissed her again, this time rougher than the last. "where's that new strap you made?"

shuri gestured to the closet. you stripped down before retrieving the strap - bigger than any either of you had used on the other before - and adjusted it around your hips. when you turned back to the bed, shuri was completely naked, nipples perked against the cold air, thighs shining from her previous orgasm.

"turn around," you instructed. "on your knees."

again, shuri complied. you knelt behind her on the bed, grasping her hips. you looked down at her cunt, already dripping, and she gasped when she felt you spit onto her hole. without further ado, you thrusted forward.

you both moaned when you started to enter her. shuri invented a strap that allowed both the wearer and the receiver to feel pleasure; hell, you could even feel her walls clench around you, how deep you were inside her. technology was a beautiful thing.

"you okay, baby?" you asked once you were halfway inside her.

"yes," she breathed. she turned her head as much as she could towards you. "keep going."

once you were fully inside her, strap nestled in her warm cunt, your thighs met her ass. you slipped out slightly, only to thrust back in, over and over, until shuri was a moaning mess beneath you. her body started to shake and she almost collapsed onto her elbows, so you reached one hand to her neck and lifted her up so that your nipples brushed against her back.

"more," she moaned, reaching an arm back to help guide your hips forward, faster.

you kissed the back of her neck, trailing your hand down from her neck to pinch one of her nipples. you moved your other hand to her clit, rubbing the nub in tight circles and gathering as much slick as you could. you then took those same fingers and shoved them into her mouth, allowing her to taste her sweetness.

you almost came right then and there, watching how she truly let you have your way with her body. "i never knew you were such a slut," you taunted. you took your fingers out of her mouth so shuri could respond, instead grasping her neck once more, applying just the slightest pressure you knew drove her crazy.

"only for you," she groaned.

after a particularly hard thrust, shuri came, bursting all over the sheets. she collapsed forward on the bed, breathing hard.

"did you just...." the wet stains on the purple silk sheets were enough evidence. shuri just squirted.

shuri laughed, breathlessly. "fuck. i've never done that before."

you took off the strap and turned her over. her skin glistened with sweat and her curls were stuck to her forehead, but shuri would never not be beautiful.

"one more time for me, okay, pretty girl? i want to feel you against me," you whispered. "i want to watch you fall apart, knowing that i'm the one who makes you feel this good."

shuri nodded, allowing you to adjust your positions so that your cunts were touching. both of you were so worked up, you from watching shuri fall apart twice and shuri from, well, her two previous orgasms, that it didn't take long for you to feel her gush against you, and vice versa.

strings of cum connected you as you removed your body from hers. for a few seconds, you both lay on your backs, staring up at the ceiling and trying to catch your breath.

"i'm sorry," shuri finally said. she shifted her body to lay on her side, facing you. "i almost messed this up but --"

"it's fine," you said, turning your head towards her. "it was a misunderstanding."

"i just...." shuri sighs, voice trembling slightly. "i just want to assure you that i would never want to do anything to hurt you. what we have is more real that anything i ever had with any other girl. you were right, it has been like that from the start, even if i almost messed it up."

you used your thumb to wipe away a tear from shuri's cheek. "are you crying because i gave you the best orgasm of your life?"

despite being in tears, shuri laughed. "i'm crying because i love you."

"i love you too, shuri," you assured her, your finger tracing the tattoo on the side of her arm. "also we should probably take a shower before sleeping."

shuri hummed. "you and your showers." the two of you laughed, remembering this morning. "before that, i have something for you...." she got up and grabbed a paper bag on the floor, handing it to you.

one eyebrow raised, you opened the bag and pulled out a bottle of lychee soju. your expression softened. "it was lychee soju," you mused, looking between the bottle and shuri.

"see, i do remember!" shuri grinned. she slipped on her underwear and your sleep shirt before running to the kitchen to grab some mugs. shuri poured the drink into them and handed you one.

as you sipped the bittersweet liquid, you couldn't help but think: you and shuri. this was real.

[medievalandfantasymelee]

THE HOT MEDIEVAL & FANTASY MEN MELEE

QUALIFYING ROUND: 49th Tilt

“The Mute”, Pilgrimage (2017)

VS.

Arn Magnusson, Arn: The Knight Templar {Arn: Tempelriddaren} (2007)

Propaganda

“The Mute”, Pilgrimage (2017)

Portrayed by: Jon Bernthal

The man's shoulders, have you seen them? I love this character and this weird little movie (affectionate.) I think it's challenging to describe the character because -- while he's sensitively and interestingly acted -- he doesn't speak (except perhaps once.) Nor do his brothers within the monastic community where he lives know about his pre-monastic past. This is, I think, a plot point. But the extent to which this matters is slightly ambiguous. I read him as a man who has lost one sort of faith and found another. Certainly he is a man doing (self-imposed?) penance. The ways in which his mutism is related to his past are also ambiguous. But he is observant and thoughtful and adorably protective of the novice Diarmuid (Tom Holland.)

Arn Magnusson, Arn: The Knight Templar {Arn: Tempelriddaren} (2007)

Portrayed by: Joakim Nätterqvist

“We all love a good angsty hero. Arn was raised in a monastery, trained to be a knight, helped Knut I take the throne, was separated from his love and their baby through political lies and nonsense, went to fight in the Crusades (where he gains the respect of Saladin…)”

Additional Propaganda Under the Cut

Additional Propaganda

For The Mute:

For Arn Magnusson:

[mynameisvarian]

( MNIV ) MyNameIsVarian's Masterpost!

You must have randomly stumbled upon my account dear traveller, maybe stay awhile if you'd like!

Pronouns

They/Them (Preferred if you just addressed me as a guy) ╰⁠(⁠*⁠´⁠︶⁠`⁠*⁠)⁠╯

What Fandoms am I in?

Well, I'm in a lot of Fandoms! I love watching animated series that are pretty angsty haha- here's the list of my favorite 2023-2024 fandoms:

Wordgirl - Camp Camp - Tangled the Series - Randy Cunningham 9th grade ninja - Adventure Time - Nimona - Spiderman (Tom Holland Movies) and a whole lot more!

Things I dislike.

Proshippers, Max//vid Shippers and literally everything that's inappropriate for a minor to have to witness

Please do not interact with me if you support these.

Current favorite Characters!

Every Camp Camp Character.

What apps do I generally use to make art?

Well, I used to primarily use this really buggy app on my iPad called "Sketch Tree" but started to use "Flipaclip" ever since I moved to using my phone.

I also draw traditionally on paper to make realistic looking stuff

Looking for my AUs? Here's the list!

Wordgirl

• The Boxleitners AU

Adventure Time

• 2nd Mushroom War AU

• Alternative Descent AU

• Ice(d) Simon AU

• Travesty in place of Insanity AU

• Split to a Ditch AU

That's Not My Neighbor

• D.D.D Francis AU

Camp Camp

• Camp Woodscouts AU

• Wolfie Lives! AU

• Slow Redemption Dadniel AU

• Get WereDavid'd AU

• Video Game AU

• Zombie Apocalypse Dadvid AU

• The Replacement AU

Ships I enjoy!

Simon Petrikov x Betty Grof - Petrigrof

Professor Venomous x Lord Boxman

David x Gwen - Gwenvid

David x Daniel - Danvid (Redeemed or Not, Depends)

David x Jasper - Jaspvid

Favorite Fanfiction Tropes (⁠っ⁠.⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)⁠っ

• Found Family

• Angst

• Fluff

• Villain Redemption

• Parent and Adopted Child Wholesomeness

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I'm sorry if I'm not that active in posting, I'm still drawing Camp Camp related stuff every now and then but don't really finish to a point where I genuinely want to post it and also, School keeps giving me projects that are super hard ;-;

[screamingknight]

Just watched all of Us with Tom Hollander and Tom Taylor and omg it’s so sweet 😭

Tom Taylor as the angsty teen artist that is scared of being a disappointment to his father 😭😭😭

Definitely cried way too many times watching it.

[drifting-pieces-blog-blog]

Besides Werewolf by Night and the characters presented in the show, who else would you be interested in seeing MK system meet up with? Any other MCU characters?

Boy Howdy.

So…. Of course I want him to meet up with Jack Russel. They could be BFF.

Who do I want the MK system to meet up with otherwise?

If we're talking already established MCU characters:

Dare Devil - They have such a complicated relationship. And there's so much room for shenanigans and silly situations. Angsty Catholic Boy meets Angsty Jewish boy is always an A+++ in my book.

Not to mention Highly Observant Steven catching on right away that the blind man has more going on than it seems.

FRANK CASTLE - Oh man. Jon Bernthal and Oscar Isaac on the same screen? I don't think I'd survive. Marc and Frank talking war crimes shop? Family trauma? Vengeance???

Not to mention the whole issue with Khonshu in the comics being jealous of Frank and trying to get Marc to be more like Frank.

Circling around to bigger MCU lines….

See, I want Mk to interact with Spider-Man, but not Tom Holland Spider-Man.

MK and Spider-Man have always had a nice relationship, but it's an older Spider-Man, not a little wide eyed naive kid Spider-Man. He needs to be snappy and witty and on his game Spider-Man. Like almost Andrew Garfield Spider-Man but not quite. He has to fill in the silence from the non-communicative Moon Knight side of things.

DeadPool. Almost. That's a rough one because Moon Knight at full angry vengeance mode plays so well with Deadpool. But that's more comics MK and not quiet MCU MK if that makes sense? (Though Steven might hold up with his snark).

The Hulk has potential. But I also don't see any of them getting along with Bruce well enough.

Bro-Thor might be a wholesome interaction. I could see emotional kind Thor making friends with Steven easily. Not to mention Steven could geek out about mythology to him.

I don't think Ironman would work well. Honestly, Moon Knight and Ironman have never gone well together in my books.

Captain America in THEORY has always been a nice one for quick interactions. (Steven Grant may or maynot be a fictive of Steven Grant Rogers, but that's a differnet story from the comics), but Captain America and Marc have never gotten along at all.

It's hard to imagine Marc (marc in particular) mingling with the other MCU characters because they have all been done as quick witted chatty guys with egos and Marc in MCU is so socially awkward.

Put him and Bucky in a room and you just got two silent broody men standing on opposite sides of the room with Bucky staring intently and Marc not picking up social cues and doing his best to maintain eye contact till one of them breaks. You would need Steven or another outside force to bridge the gap and try to connect, but then you have Marc being overly protective of Steven and fighting his overall impulse to not let anyone know about his mental health issues and forcing front to keep Steven out of it.

But this takes me back around to characters that are already soft, quiet, friendly, and who also suffer from misunderstandings and issues: Jack Russel. The ultimate friend and buddy to MK system. With his sweet smile and desire to please and make people happy. He'd be soft with Steven, chatty for Marc (to cover so Marc doesn't have to talk), and a great Spanish drinking pal with Jake.

And Ted. I think Ted would love Steven.

Elsa Bloodstone? She's already met one man with a dual side and complicated story. She'd take one look at Marc and heavily sigh and accept that she seems to just attract problems.

NOW: Who do I want to see them interact with that are NOT already in the MCU?

Task Master. Hear me out - He's a villain that can make the rounds in ALL MCU shows/movies. He has a photographic memory and can instantly learn and mimic any fighting style. And in the comics, he loathes the day that he learned Moon Knight's style and wishes he could forget it.

The Sentry. If they could introduce the Sentry and get him RIGHT I'd be so happy. He is the direct opposite of Moon Knight on so many levels.

I'm trying not to ramble here because I could go on and on about why I think some characters would and would not team up well with MCU MK....

But let me pose this to you, which was not part of your original question:

WHAT ABOUT LAYLA?

Can you imagine protective Layla with MK meeting up with the MCU cast? I want to see her character evolve and I imagine she's latched onto Steven and taken up Marc's position of "This delightful piece of marshmallow fluff must be protected at all cost".

I think if anyone tried to give them trouble or pointed out the issue of Marc and Steven switching in front of them she'd be in their face so fast.

"What's that? You can't trust him because he's too unpredictable? How about I unpredictable your face?" That girl is a spit fire.

But I think she and Elsa would get along well.

Anyways, I have a wish list but I also have anxieties depending on the writer. Historically Moon Knight has not done well in groups and tends to get labeled "that schitzo lunatic" that just stands in the background a lot. Which would be a shame to do to Oscar Isaac and doubtful that they would be able to do to him. But so many MCU characters have been written With intense egos...

Who do you want to see them interact with? Anyone I forgot? Anyone that you think would actually be able to make friends with them?

[ao3feed-irondadspiderson]

The Perils of Realizing Your Boss is Also Your Dad

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61598746 by SpaceEle Peter finds out Tony is his biological dad and goes through it. It's rough and messy but they get there in the end :) This was a secret santa story so I tried to fit all of my recipients tropes in here. Only after I hit 50k words did I realize they requested fluff but did not include angst O.o It's not super angsty and there's a happy ending so I hope you still like it! Words: 39133, Chapters: 3/4, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel, Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Ned Leeds, Aunt May Parker (Marvel), Michelle Jones (Marvel), Pepper Potts, Flash Thompson Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Aunt May Parker & Peter Parker, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Pepper Potts/Tony Stark, Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Peter Parker, Aunt May Parker & Peter Parker & Tony Stark Additional Tags: oh boy, im so bad at tagging, uh, Field Trip, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Fluff, Peter Parker is Tony Stark's Biological Child, Identity Reveal, Superheroes, Irondad, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Tony Stark Has a Heart, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker is a Mess, profanity O.o, im a big girl i can curse, look imma do it, FUCK, hehehehe, no beta we die like Gwen Stacy, or like aunt may, or like tony stark, or like Peter's identity, i wanted to beta this so bad but i literally dont have time so here it is, Disabled Peter Parker, Peter is "The Kid" read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/61598746

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

A Not So Planned One Way Trip To... Where Was This Again?

by UncannyJaguar Peter Parker gets his ass yeeted across not the multi-verse but to a whole different world after Strange left out a very important detail he was supposed to tell Peter. Is Peter upset? No. Is he angry? No. He's just so damn confused as to where the fuck he ended up.   OOOORRRRR! Peter Parker meets the Justice League in the most confusing and down right headache-inducing way possible. Words: 1343, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: DC Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Peter Parker, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Dr. Strange, J'onn J'onzz, Barry Allen, Diana Prince, John Stewart, Arthur Curry, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Duke Thomas, Barbara Gordon Relationships: Peter Parker & The JL, Peter Parker & Parker Luck Additional Tags: Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Peter Parker Gets multiple Hugs, First time posting a fic, Don't know proper tags sooooo yeah, idea from tiktok, No Smut or weird shit you degenerate fucks, Yes I'm talking about you if that offended you, Bruce trying to adopt another angsty orphan via https://ift.tt/iOh5cl0

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Sunday, July 28th

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Ann's Audition by eevol76vamp (Anne Steele & Ann the Regali Demon from Spike: Asylum, Darrow, G)

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Meow, Ch. 13 by CheekyKitten (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

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Voulez Vous? Ch. 4 by Maxine Eden (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

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Mysteries of the Unexplained, Ch. 4 by Willow25 (Buffy/Spike, R)

Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May, Ch. 4 by cawthraven (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

There Is a Season, Ch. 4 by Inevitablethief (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

Free to a Good Home, Ch. 4 by though_you_try (Buffy/Spike, R)

It's Good Branding! Ch. 4 by Amina (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Better Than Revenge, Ch. 4 by BewitchedXx (Buffy/Spike, R)

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Not A Secret to Keep, Ch. 4 by DeamonQueen (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

What She Deserves, Ch. 4 by flootzavut (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

Never Bet Against the Slayer, Ch. 4 by JayeMaru (Buffy/Spike, PG-13)

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Some lovely glorious nothing I did see... Ch. 4 by fortes775 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17)

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Your Mistake

Peter Parker {Tom Holland} x f!reader {kinda, more angsty}, Peter Parker {Andrew Garfield} x f!reader

NWH spoilers -> it’s been a long time since I’ve seen this movie so it won’t be super movie accurate and stuff sorry guys

summary - Peter Parker and you used to be best friends, until he left you for a girlfriend. But what happened when another Peter Parker is thrown into the mix?

Warnings: swearing

A/N PLEASE READ : you are in Hollands Spider-Man universe to begin, and Garfield is the other main spider man in this story 😏. also, MJ is a jerk in this series. I love her in the films, but in this series she’s an asshole so just so you know. Reader is not a minor, and Andrew Garfield’s Peter is aged down a bit

“Listen y/n, MJ just isn’t comfortable with you being my friend. She says it’s like you like me or something.” The two of you were at your house playing board games, but he had been getting texts and calls from MJ the entire time. He had been constantly canceling plans with you or just full on ditching you for her for the entire two months they had been dating, but it had been getting extra bad recently.

he was constantly using his secret life as Spider-Man as an excuse to ditch you too, he had told you about him being Spider man soon after it happened because you two trusted each other so much. He would tell you he had patrol duty, but then you would find him with MJ at an ice cream shop, and plenty of other times similar things had happened. “What do you mean? MJ just can’t handle you having a girl best friend. You wouldn’t actually stop being friends with me for her right? We’ve been friends for over 10 years, Peter” you said, almost teasingly, because you knew Peter and you would never stop being friends. You two had been through everything together, you had grown up together, nothing could tear you two apart, right?

wrong.

“Listen y/n, I’m sorry but MJ is my girlfriend and I really don’t want to mess this up. Plus, you have been kind of clingy around me lately.” He said, not meeting your eyes.

“You’re kidding right?” You said, voice shaking slightly and your expression in disbelief

“I wish things could be different, but this is how it has to be right now. you understand, right?” he said to you shit. That really hurt. your best friend of over 10 years, truly the only friend you had ever let get this close to you, was leaving you without hesitation for his girlfriend of two months.

“What the fuck Peter!” You yelled, “no I don’t fucking understand, we’ve been friends for over a decade and you are just throwing that away for some girl you’ve known for two months?” “I really like her y/n! I’m not going to fuck this up just because you like me or some shit!” He yelled at you. “Get the fuck out of my house Peter.” You said, your tone dropping. Rage was dripping from your voice, and Peter had never seen you this angry. “Go be with MJ, I know that’s where you wanted to be today anyways”

“y/n-“ he started, but you cut him off

“I’m done hearing excuses. You’re the one that just ended this friendship, so get out of my house.” You expected more of a fight from him, but he just stood up and walked away. He left, and didn’t even turn back. You went up to your room and watched through the window until you saw his car pulling away. You collapsed against the wall, sobbing. How could he do that to you? You thought that the two of you were going to be best friends forever, and you had even had a crush on him since elementary school, but after he started dating MJ you did everything in your power to suppress it for his happiness. You felt utterly betrayed.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

It had been a two weeks since the incident. He was avoiding you everywhere. In the classes you two had together, you tried to be sat as far away as possible, not talking to you unless absolutely necessary. Anytime you saw him in the halls he was always with MJ and ignored you. This was awful. Peter had always been there for you whenever you needed him, but this time he was the root cause of your overwhelming emotions. You had finally arrived home, exhausted from the mental strain of school. You plopped down on your bed and pulled out the book you had been reading. It was a thriller.

‘She crept towards the corner prepared to fight the creatures at any turn. She fully turned the corner to see-‘

SLAM

Your head snapped up, looking towards the direction the sound came from. It came from the small fire escape balcony just outside your bedroom window. You slowly stood up to get closer, not seeing anything in the window. You slowly approached the window, when suddenly a head popped up and looked at you through it. “AH!!” You screamed. Peter? You were looking at spiderman through the glass. You noticed something off, this couldn’t be Peter. The suit was different. Then who was this person? You were pulled from your thoughts by a knock on the window remembering that the imposter spider man was still there. You carefully opened up the window just wide enough to talk through. “Who are you?” You demanded

“I’m Spider Man, but this isn’t- I’m not from here. Something weird happened.” He tried explaining. His voice was deeper than peters too. “What do you mean you’re not from here? I know you’re not spider man. I know spider man, and you are not him” you said.

“Please you have to help I don’t know what’s going on- I’m Peter Parker-“ you didn’t give him a chance to finish. “You’re Peter- your name is Peter Parker? Prove it.” You said, slightly panicking at this weird parallel. He reached into his spider suit and pulled out a wallet, showing you his id which clearly stated ‘Peter Parker’. “well shit. Come in I guess . . “ you said hesitantly as you opened the window. Not-Peter Peter climbed in awkwardly. “I’m y/n.” You said to break the silence.

“y/n?” He said, gazing up at you. “That was the name of my childhood best friend. She moved away in 3rd grade though.”

“So you’re . . Peter Parker. We have a Peter Parker here too. He is- was my best friend” you corrected yourself quickly. “what happened? Did you move away?” He asked.

“No, he- it doesn’t matter actually.” You said, looking away. “You can tell me” he stated, but your weren’t going to tell him anything. You tried to change the subject

“Now that we are inside, you can take off the mask.” You said, curious if he looked like your Peter. He hesitantly reached up and removed his mask, revealing his face to you.

He only looked to be a year or two older than you, with beautiful brown eyes that left you stunned. His brown hair was slightly disheveled from the mask, but it still looked perfect. You blushed, not looking at his eyes again.

“You should probably change out of that.” You stated, happy to turn away from the attractive man to grab some clothes for him. Peter - Peter had left some of his clothes at your house from sleepovers and game nights. After your falling out he never came back for them. You grabbed a pair of underwear, a shirt, and shorts and handed them to not peter - peter. ”Here, these should work, they were Peter - peters clothes.” You told him

He laughed, “Peter -Peter?” Your face flushed at his comment, slightly embarrassed you had said that out loud. “You can call me . . . I don’t know. We’ll think of something.” “Tel me when I can turn around.” You said, facing the wall. Just a few seconds later he gave you the clear, and you turned around to find him completely shirtless. Your first instinct was to cover your eyes, but then you saw sparks in the corner of your eyes. It was a portal opening, facing directly at Peter. You quickly ran over and pushed the boy out of the portals way, onto your bed. The portal fully opened and you were looking at none other than Ned and MJ. “y/n! You’re not Peter.” Ned said.

“Why would it show us you if we were looking for Peter?” MJ questioned you aggressively. “What even is this?” You said, confused as to what the hell was going on. MJ walker over to the portal, probably looking for her boyfriend. You tried to stop her, telling her he wasn’t here but she looked through anyways only to see Peter. But not her Peter. She saw a man laying half naked on your bed with disheveled hair, looking between her and you.

“Who the fuck is that?”

[madman479r]

Imagine how much of a menace Tom's spider man will be with the venom symbiote

You've heard of Bully Maguire

Angsty Andrew

Now get ready for Hooligan Holland

[allywthsr]

what are your planned projects? Writing wise

Uhhhh so many!!

Reader playing Lando a song from her new album (singer!reader)

Lando taking reader on a hotlap

Lando Insta AUs

Lando advent calendar

Lando and you trying a TikTok trend

Royal!Charles series masterlist!

Harry and Y/N meeting

Harry and Y/N on a wedding

Angsty Tom Holland

a Mason Mount one I have in my inbox

They all have at least 50 words and some are almost finished! Let me know what you wanna read first