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aliorsboxostuff · 11 months

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ANOTHER SELF INDULGENT FIC? YES. I told yall i love fangs SO MUCH AAARGHH and MIGUEL?? HAVING FANGS?? HELLOOOOOO anyhow this is just full of me simping for that beautiful, insane man. Gotta love me a dilf with fangs and claws. Anyhow enjoy this piece yall lmao. I PROMISE ILL GET TO YOUR REQUESTS

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Tags: Miguel O’hara xM!Reader, Miguel O’hara x gn!reader, Spidey!Reader, Lyla, Jessica Drew, Ben Riley, Spider Society, No Smut, Almost ig?, Fluff, He/Him prns for Reader, Reader is a sunshine, Soft!Miguel, Established relationship, This is just me simping for Miguel tbh, gotta love this man, slight sub!Miguel, Kissing, making out, HIS FANG BRO

Even after spending time with Miguel, successfully becoming his boyfriend and getting on his good side, there's the one thing you can get your mind off of; those damn fangs.

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You and Miguel have been dating for a solid 5 months now. You still remember the day you got introduced to the spider society and met him. Those dark eyes that flash red, tall and broody, sharp talons that scrape against metal, swept back hair that might as well have swept you off your feet. No literally. The first day you went to meet him you tripped on air and fell straight into his arms.

How did that manage to win his heart? Now that's the real anomaly.

One thing you can't get over and can't seem to wrap your head around is his fangs. You’ve been told by him it's used to paralyze enemies when needed, and most of the time he forgets it’s there. But in your mind, you keep replaying the times when he talked, or his rare smiles and laughs reserved for only you. How does he eat with it? Did he ever bite himself when he goes on his rants? How does he not have a lisp with how big they are?

When the sharp fangs glints and it sends shivers down your body. Curiosity and arousal clouds you whenever Miguel talks, and it’s honestly distracting at team meetings.

“Hey, you there?” He snaps his fingers in front of you as you blink away the thoughts, realizing a couple of other Spideys in the briefing looking at you with squinted eyes.

“Oh yeah- Sorry, pre-mission anxiety and all,” You tried to laugh it off, averting from Miguel's worried gaze. He knows you're capable, he knows you're strong, that's the reason why you're always with him on missions, why you're trusted with a team. But those flashing red eyes couldn't help but hesitate each time you leave the base.

Miguel continues the brief, assigning teams to universes and anomalies. He sends you off with your teams while he leads his. Each team consists of two spideys, if the anomaly is a particularly notorious villain in their respective universes, Miguel would send three. You’re standing next to Jessica, her bike parked just meters from the portal. While the others had already jumped, Miguel stayed behind while Ben jumped first into the portal. The hum of Jessica’s bike startles you and breaks your eyes from staring at Miguel, and she seems to notice.

“Go ahead, go talk to him,” She nods, a small smile on her lips before she rides off into the portal. You sigh, with your boyfriend staying behind, he seems to have the same idea.

You walk across the metal floor, Miguel standing just near his portal. “So, an easy one today, huh?”

“Yeah, me and Ben can take care of him, it’s just another Doc Oct,” He checks something on his watch, the orange hologram lighting up. You can't help but notice it gleams against his fangs.

“Alright, uhm-” You cough, alerting Miguel as he turns to you. “Be safe out there, babe,”

The way you said those last words, too small for your usual cheerfulness, makes Miguel’s brows furrow. He reaches for your hand, softly holding them. “Hey, are you okay?”

“Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine! Don't worry baby,” You smirk, patting his arm where he’s still holding your hand. “Stay safe, and come back home, okay?”

Miguel tilts his head slightly, before his lips quirks, a ghost of a smile. “You too, my love,”

And with that, Miguel turns and enters his portal, the circle closes as he disappears. You sigh, both relieved and frustrated somehow. You shook your head, trying to dissipate those thoughts, at least for the time being. Glancing at your portal, you take another breath, before running and leaping into it, another day of saving the multiverse.

—

“Okay, what's going on?” You turn to Jessica leaning on her bike, arms crossed and one brow raised. It’s the ‘Spill It’ face you’ve come to love, but also loathe when she uses it on you.

“What’s ‘what’ going on?” Jessica scoffs, tilting her head when your back is still facing her while you twip a web at the Lizard's jaw, the anomaly tied and secured, ready for transport. “Nothings going on,”

She sees you shrug as you turn around, her only response is to nod again, gauging an answer. Her eyes stare deep into you, making you gulp as you aver her sharp, questioning glare. A beat passes, your suit suddenly feels clammier than usual. You tug slightly at the part that hugs your neck, looking down at the street.

“Okay fine!” You huff, a satisfied smirk from Jessica. “I’ve been thinking about Miguel-”

“That's not new sweetie,” She snickers, making you stumble on your words.

“I’m- I know but it's not about him… I guess?”

“Go on…”

“Have you-” You huff, crossing your arms. “You’ve seen his fangs, right? Those sharp things,” You point to your own little fangs, which makes Jesicca hum.

“Hard not to,” She shrugs.

“You ever wonder how sharp they are?” You tilt your head, fully turning to Jessica. “Y’know it's pretty big, and pretty sharp, I wonder how he doesn't bite himself with it? Or how he doesn't have a lisp, or maybe he can retract them but then when he talks it’s always out so I don't know if he can do that, we’ve kissed a couple of times but I didn't feel those things-”

“Okay whoa there,” She chuckles, walking towards you. “I get it, cool fangs, you’re curious about them,”

She places her hands on your shoulders, a grin on her lips. “That's what got you all distracted today?”

“Yeah… Sorry,”

“Oh don't be kid, I get it,” She nods, before giggling. “Not ‘get it’ get it, but you're in love, and love makes curiosity and wonder, and I get that,” She pats your arms.

“Bring that up with Miguel, would’ya?” She grinned, a mischievous glint behind her goggles. You blink, realizing she has started walking back to her bike. You chuckle, a steady blush spreading on your cheeks.

“Y-yeah, I will,” You smile, shooting out webs to bring the anomaly back while Jasicca rides into the portal first.

—

Once the anomalies are stored in their cells and boxes, Miguel debriefs the others while you were making sure each anomaly is accounted for.

“I think that's all, right Lyla?” You nod to her small figure sitting on your shoulder. She looks at one of her holograms before nodding.

“Yep! All here,” Her holograms disappear as she glitches and changes to your right shoulder. She suddenly leans in, a dangerous smirk on her face. “So that's what’s up huh?”

You groan, flinching your shoulder which makes her hologram change to stand in front of you. “Lyla you know I hate it when you listen in,”

“Hey I always listen in, y’know I’m online at all times,” She snickers. “Don't worry, your secret is safe with me,”

You huff, which makes her laugh as you roll your eyes. You glance at Miguel, still talking with the other spideys, those distracting fangs just barely visible between his soft lips.

“Sooo…” Lyla floats in front of you, again. “You plannin’ on saying anything?”

She can practically hear the gears in your head turning, before you sigh and remove your mask, adjusting your ruffled hair. “I suggest you stay offline tonight,”

Lyla spots the blooming red that spreads across your face, at which she giggles mischievously. “Okay, whatever you say,” She shrugs before glitching to your right. “I'll just hang out with Margo then,”

“Yeah, thanks Lyla,” A grateful smile on your lips. Lyla nods before she disappears and leaves you alone.

Miguel has finally wrapped off the debrief and sent the others to do what they please since today's mission is over. The other spideys wave their farewell to you as they pass, you reply while you walk closer to your boyfriend. Jesica passes you, a sly smirk on her lips, before she pats your shoulder. You give her a small smile before nodding, and she’s on her way.

Miguel’s back is turned, busy with his monitor, wrapping up the day. His head tilts a bit, as he notices you're walking toward him. You pull one of the stray chairs to Miguel's platform and as if instincts, he sat down just as you pushed it behind him. His eyes are still scanning the monitors but he turns slightly towards you as you lean on the consoles.

“Good job out there Miguel,” You smile, glancing at the screens.

“You too, as always,” His lips quirks, one arm rests on the chair while the other swipes at the screen. “Though I have seen some things we can improve on the teams. I haven't debriefed you yet like the others, so listen to me okay?”

You nodded, crossing your arms into a more relaxed tone. “Good, so according to team three we need to-”

And that's the last thing you hear before you turn to look at Miguel, catching that sharp glint of those fangs. Around you, Miguel usually lets his guard down, his way of letting you know he trusts you. So he talks more, his hands punctuate what needs to be punctuated, and those lips move wider. In other circumstances, listening to him would be easy, but with each word he spoke, a peak of those sharp fangs caught your attention instead. Miguel continues to point out the images on the screens, occasionally asking you a question to which you responded with a ‘Uhuh’ or ‘Yeah’. That seemed to satisfy Miguel until—

“-And that's to add the upgrades on your suit, what do you think?”

“Uhuh,”

“What?” Miguel retracts, tearing his eye away from the screens. “I asked about your suit?”

A beat passes, before you blink, realizing your boyfriend was staring, and shaking yourself out of the daze. “Huh? What did you ask?”

Miguel sighs, crossing his arms. Sadly those muscles adds another point to the distraction. “Were you even listening to me?”

He stiffens, watches as you stand in front of him, one arm on the chair's headrest, completely trapping him in. Slowly, your other hand moves up, and settles on his jaw. Throughout the months of dating you, Miguel has never seen this side of you, never seen how bold you could be. Steady hands cup his jaw, your thumb gliding across his lips, before you press slightly. As if a switch is flipped, Miguel inhales sharply and parts his lips, inclining his head when you hold his chin. Your thumb moves over his lower set of fangs, before suddenly followed by your other hand, pushing his mouth open to expose his upper, sharper fangs. His eyes flashes and brows furrows slightly, surprised at the sight of your rapt expression, eyes scanning him.

There's a hint of fondness behind those usually irritated gazes as he looks at you before he sighs and opens his mouth to continue his question before you were overcome with the sudden urge to see. You lean off of the console and approach your boyfriend. “Sorry, Miguel I just have to-”

“Fascinating…” You lean closer, taking pride in the way Miguels is stunned, practically crushing the armrest under his claws. Your index pushes at his upper jaw, letting you get an eyeful of that part of Miguel you’ve been dreaming about. It reflects the blue lights in the room, your eyes widen at it. Your thumb touches its start before gliding down to the pointed end, Miguel pants lightly. How would they feel against my skin?

Your eyes roam up to the prominent blush on Miguel's cheeks, the red in his irises shakes. Slowly, you bring him closer, one hand stays on his chin while the other moves behind his head. His eyes flutter as you press your lips against his, his gasp allows you to slide your tongue inside. Carefully, you trace that sharp fang, making Miguel grunt, his hand suddenly gripped your wrist, pulling apart.

“Don't- It’s dangerous,” He says between pants, the blush coloring his beautiful complexion.

“Paralysis, right?” You smirk, fingers playing at his curled strands. Miguel shivers then swallows hard. “How about we unwind from today,”

A glint in your eyes, watching as Miguel becomes putty between your hands, his blown-out pupils staring at you in reverence. You smirk, breath ghosting against his lips when you bring him closer again.

“Show me what those fangs do, baby,”

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user-needs-new-hyperfixation · 6 months

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TGCF Season 2 Episode 4 thoughts:

Hua Cheng and Xie Lian are so endearing with their flirty little games. Somehow they encompass both the easy comfort of an old friendship and the butterfly-flustering of a new crush and I love it. (Also lmao at Lang Ying just...there while they flirt.)

Wind Master is so tall and buff and I just love how Gender he continues to be? He looks so good. Also she is the kinda girl to immediately get rid of her bra upon entering the house, relatable king.

ALASKAN BULL WORM

"your San Lang"

OKAY SO I HAVE NEVER BEEN MUCH OF A BEEFLEAF SHIPPER BUT I MIGHT BE NOW. I was NOT expecting Buff Shi Qingxuan dressed like a dancing girl carrying pouty bottom pillow princess Ming Yi. I've always interpreted Ming Yi as having broody top energy like Lan Wangji. For some reason that little bit where he's sulkily turning his heaad back and forth while Shi Qingxuan teases him just completely rewrote how I interpret the whole damn ship lmao

No lap fall. 😭 So so sad. 😭 But there's blood on Xie Lian's sleeve in the preview so we're still getting Eming accidentally hitting XL and crying about it and HC and XL being all apologetic to each other, hopefully.

#tgcf #heaven official's blessing #tgcf spoilers #heaven official's blessing spoilers #hualian

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hoodharlow · 1 year

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August'22

AN: I had a wholeass chapter including everything that happened in August but I wasn't feeling it so I made an insta au <3 also Mack is their 'ship' name lol

Warnings: rude fans and thirst traps/ comments

@'jackharlow via Instagram Stories (August 2nd)

(August 3rd)

@'mdm: my man took me to see the loml

@'jackharlow: i took you to see your WHO

->@mdm: you heard me 😌

@'kehlani: my muse 🥵

->@mdm: love of my life 🥺

@'lilnasx: my parents

@'zendaya: I can't with you 😭

@'bellahadid: pretty girl 💕

@'haileybieber: gorggg

@'jennaortega: mom and dad

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(August 6th)

@'mdm: to quote the great @'stormreid been a fan. loose; sylvia & pickupthephone >> y’all don’t know nun bout that lmao.

@'stormreid: you're so real 😌🤞🏻

@'saintclauds: you told the chat you were gonna post the video from my snapchat where you couldn't stop laughing at what he was saying

->'mdm: why are you always so keen on exposing my ass 😭😭😭

@'jackharlow: my favorite fan

-> @'mdm: who said I was a fan?

@'shloob: throwback to when jack was all broody bc miriam left

-> @'claybornharlow: ?

-> @'yungskylark: jack and miriam met a long time ago and they didn't know until we were in New Zealand lmao

@'djdrama: jackie boy made it

@'haterfan: miriam could do better and the first pic proves it

->@'mdmxjack: y'all are so mean and weird for thinking you can just talk about people’s looks like that

@'russfan: mid rapper

-> @'jackfan: I know a Russ fan isn't talking lmaooo

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(August 8th) Jack wrote Backstage Passes with EST. Gee

(August 13th)

@'jackharlow: thanks for inviting the gang @'louisvillecityfc

@'jackharlow: miriam wanted me to show off her outfit

@'rudefan: why is she always there? she never lets him have fun on his own or with his friends 🙄

-> @'antimack: no literally, doesn't she have auditions to steal from hardworking people like Sydney Sweeney

-> @'mackaremyparents: the way y'all are foamimg at the mouth bc Jack's gf is spending time with him 🤡

@'mdm: damn my chichis look good

-> @'jackharlow: they look better in my mouth

-> @'lilnasx: aye cool it, we get y'all are fucking

-> @'mdm: we're not fucking, I'm a virgin 😇

-> @'jackharlow: were you doing on your knees earlier?

-> @'mdm: praying

@'katdominguez: are those my boots?

-> @'mdm: they didn't fit your lacienga boulavardez sized feet

@'winnieharlow: okay Miriam 🔥

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(August 27th) Miriam with @'tyleralvarez via Instagram Stories

(August 28)

@'jackharlow: four awards and my favorite 4x4 meal

@'mdm: what does this even mean 😭

@':theestallion: Jack can you fight? I'll send my man

@'mdm: he can't but say the word and I'm yours 🥰🥰🥰

@'mackfan: the pool picture 🥺

@'mackhominguez: does anyone know why Miriam wasn’t there?

-> @'mdmupdates: she was in ATL all week working on her new show. @'tyleralvarez posted on his story that they had night shoots last night

@'rudefan: y'all notice she wasn't at the VMAs? She was probably jealous that she wasn't going to be in the spotlight. I hate how no matter what she always gets mentioned. I want better for Jack. It's sad to see him go from this carefree guy to some guy that has to bring up his gf. It's so obvious it's PR

->@'Miriamstan: I lost brain cells trying to comprehend what this says

@'hater: mid rapper, mid girl

->@'jackfan: imagine calling Jack anr Miriam mid

@'giahunter: Miriam's 25% whiteside is showing, look at her wearing shoes in a BED

@'jackfan: damn who would have known Miriam had all that ass 🥵🥵🥵

-> @'mackshipper: everyone who can see

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Taglist: @cherryxcreme @heavyhitterheaux @carma-fanficaddict @youngharleezyxo @youngharleezy @babyharleezy @that-90s-girllll @alinaharlow @whywontyoulovemecami @meyocoko @harlowcomehome @nattinatalia @webinurcloset @gassyandsassy1 @jackharloww @awhore4moree @noescapricho-essentimiento @a-moment-captured @neon-lights-and-glitter @purecinnamonextract

#jack and miriam #jack harlow smut #jack harlow #jack harlow instagram au

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equallyshaw · 5 months

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ᴅᴀʏ ɴɪɴᴇ: ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ - ʙʀᴏᴄᴋ ʙᴏᴇꜱᴇʀ

part of holidays with equallyshaw

warnings: swearing.

word count: 2.8k+

takes place over christmas and janurary! not really christmasy but idc lmao.

ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ꜱʟɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʙᴀᴄᴋ in a tight bun, her black dress clung to her irresistible curves and her free spirit is what caught broody brock boeser's attention, on this cold snow-free evening in vancouver. abba music pounded throughout the club, as divya 'viv' screamed the lyrics with her longtime uni friends. viv had just graduated this semester after 5 long years at uni of british columbia and she was more than ecstatic to raise some hell this weekend before heading home to toronto. after her 5 years in bc, she had no reason to stay on this side of canada so she was going to head home before heading to new york- hunting for a position on wall street.

brock watched as the dark haired girl danced and spun around with her friends, and felt the hair on his very neck raise. him and viv or 'vivian' as he called her, had hooked up many, many times over the course of her time on the west coast. it never led to anything, despite her giving him false hope. despite, them being exclusive to one another during the season. and him being faithful to her during the offseason - though she didnt know.

one of her friends since freshman year was on her way back from the bar, when she spotted some of the canucks. she rolled her eyes, slipping through people to get back to her group. "you'd never guess who's here tonight!" maya boomed and the girls all looked at her before shrugging. she then turned towards viv and viv felt a wave of guilt wash over. she had really like brock as a person, and hated toying with his emotions but she had told her self and her parents had too, that she couldn't date anybody while in school. her parents were pretty strict parents, but were leniant in other ways. "good god." she hummed, throwing back a shot of tequila to which she shut her eyes quickly, as the burning sensation died down. "he really did a number on ya, huh?" ginny another girl had teased while poking her elbow, "yeah for sure." viv lied. oh, he had in the most innocent of ways. but she had done it worse, breaking his heart over and over again.

❅

it was a while later when one of her friends sasha made her ways over toward elias, which then meant the two groups were bound to converse with one another. and as luck would have it, brock and viv found themselves close to one another. in proximity ofcourse, but viv didn't dare look at him. brock made a peace offering about 30 minutes later, holding out a cup of vodka cranberry and she knew she couldn't resist the free drink. she swiped it from him giving him a small smile, giving him a small nod. "how have you need davya?" he questioned, and she almost choked as he said her full name. "uh good! just graduated so im glad to be free of this place." she mused, sipping her drink. he nodded, "well that's great, congratulations!" he said smiling widely, a genuine smile was evident. she smiled back, the one that he had seen many, many times and he felt himself blush.

"still planning on wall street?" he questioned, and she nodded. "don't you know it. its not too far from home that my parents wont need to complain, but far enough where i feel like i can be my own person and find my own way." she said shrugging. he nodded, taking it all in. he hadn't said five words to her since may, and he had been dying to talk to her since then. "i always used to say that if vancouver didn't select me, i wanted to go to new york. something about it made me feel alive. if that makes sense." he said rambling a bit, and she could tell he felt embarrassed. "oh ofcourse! i totally get that...that's why im a sucker for it." she said whispering that last part and the two of their gazes connected. viv felt her chest begin to heat up, and the return of the familiar longing for him was evident.

he moved in closer to her, "maybe ill have to come visit you vivian." he mused, words and breath heavy on her neck. she felt herself shudder with pleasure, and looked at how close their faces were to each other. she grinned before leaning in and kissing him. he wrapped his arms around her back and pulled her in closer. they pulled away after a few seconds, "would it be crazy to ask you to come back to my place? again?" he questioned and she giggled, "thought you'd never ask...take me home." she whispered, with a cunning smirk on her face.

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two days later she woke up with an arm draped across her torso and chest, as her back was pressed into the mattress. she looked over and saw brock's familiar and luscious blond locks and smiled, rubbing small circles on his arm that was draped. god, she really needed to leave she thought. she had to catch a flight to toronto..but she didn't want to leave. being with brock felt right, it felt real and felt like home. though, her toxic side would never admit that. if she didn't get home, she'd hear so much from it. especially if she missed christmas and christmas eve. she felt the bed shift a bit, before brock rested his chin on her shoulder. she looked down, as she met his longing gaze. "morning vivian." he said softly, before she leaned in and kissed him. "morning brock." she hummed.

"whatcha thinkin about?" he questioned, pressing a kiss to her shoulder before exploring along her chest and neck. she softly moaned before he was now on top of her, and she had her hands wrapped in his hair. "just how my parents would kill me if i didn't make my flight tomorrow..but i shamelessly don't want to leave." she said shrugging and not daring to look at him. "whys that?" he said coyly, beginning to pepper her with kisses. she sighed, "because then they'd have the guy that they're forcing me to marry come find me. and like i don't want that." she said as if it was nothing. his eyebrows crinkled, as he froze. "sorry for this cockblock of a conversation." she said sitting up and he quickly moved off of her, as she wrapped around the throw blanket on the chair, next to the bed.

she wrapped her self and went to grab her phone from the kitchen where'd she had left it. "what do you mean, like an arranged marriage?" he questioned as she was about to leave. "yes." was all she said before walking out and then walked back in as quickly. "i don't want to be tied down to somebody that i don't love and especially not this quick after graduation, but they don't care." she said dropping the blanket, and bent down to grab her clothes.

"thats why you never wanted to be together, like be together for real." brock said putting the words together. she nodded. "she sighed, slipping on her underwear and jeans, her long locks draping over her chest. she turned back towards him, "that's why i kept breaking your heart...and mine." she said, the latter being softer. he stood up, and walked over towards her as she threw on her faux leather jacket. "what? you've liked me this whole time? just as much as i did?" he questioned and she scoffed, "well obviously brock, why do you think I've come back for the past 5 years almost? even if it crushed me saying no and leaving, you-you drew me back in and i loved our time together, even if it meant breaking my heart each time." she exclaimed, buttoning up her jacket. she looked up at brock, once she finished.

he stood in front of her and gave her a sad smile, and she hated it. she hated this look that he did whenever she broke things off, and would say no. "i keep hurting you, why do you keep holding on to hope, huh?" she exasperated. "because i love you! cant you see that!" he said raising his voice, acting as if viv didn't feel the same way. or as if she didn't see it.

"that will never be enough, brock! never!" she said running her hands through her hair. she sniffled, "that will never be enough and has never. its never been enough to be able to call off my wedding that as far as i know is in a few months. you're never gonna be enough for me, and i -i cant do anything about it." she said through tears, watching so many emotions flash through his blue eyes. he shook his head, "you're love will never be enough for me, and my love will never be enough to set me free." she said softer, and he titled his head just a bit at that; and his face dawned a pleading look. she shook her head, "im sorry brock." she said before walking out.

❅

it was janurary 20th, and she was heading into scotiabank with her older cousin and her husband. she had been living with her cousin for the month almost, after she told her parent's she needed time away from them. she told them that she couldn't go through with the marriage, and obviously they were not too pleased with her. they berated her and believed that she was bringing shame to the family. she said she was leaving, no matter their thoughts or feelings. once she had come back from vancouver, her older cousin sought it all out of her. her cousin absolutely adored the fact, that she had been seeing brock for almost 5 years. her cousin secretly wished that the two would somehow find each other again.

the two sat down in the club seats, and watched the players just beginning to take the ice for period 1. her husband handed over two beers, and viv quickly chugged half of it. "have you spoken to him..at all?" she questioned and viv shook her head. "nope." she sighed, quickly finding brock as he took his spot on the blue line for the anthem. she stood along with the rest of the arena, and listened to the anthem but through it all, she flashed back to all the times her and brock spent together. throughout the game she could not take her eyes off of the blonde-eyed beauty, that she had come to love. god, how she missed him.

at some point during period three with the two teams tied, the arena decided they would begin a segment on the jumbotron for 'kiss cam.' and ofcourse, her and cousins husband would be shown on the camera, despite there being a seat in between them empty. the girl next to her tapped her and pointed up, viv was terrified. she shook her head, a flash of fear in her eyes. the camera still did not move, and her cousins husband put his face in his hand, not believing that this was happening. the camera then moved away, and viv sighed a sigh of relief.

the camera flashed back to viv and her cousin's husband and they shook their heads again, and ofourse the crowd was eating this all up and the teams began to watch as well. brock looked up and felt his heart drop to his stomach, this couldn't be happening he thought. he looked away at the exact moment that her cousin came back and kissed him passionately in front of the crowd. the crowd, hooting and hollering. viv's cheeks heated up when her cousin laughed, sitting down back between them. "that was fun." she mused as viv rolled her eyes.

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two hours later, with a vancouver overtime win; coming from the princess himself, viv found herself, her cousin and her husband at the soho house bar. after about an hour of being there, she saw some of the vancouver canucks waltz in. she sighed, finishing her cranberry vodka and decided to call it a night. "no im gonna get a taxi, ill see you back at the condo." she said getting up, and began her dissent towards the front. she passed the team, with brock quickly recognizing the shade of dark brown hair from anywhere. he followed her out, and saw her waiting at the pickup area.

"vivian!" she heard to the right of where she was standing and she felt tears prick her eyes, once she realized it was him. "brock we cant do this here." she said as her uber pulled up, "then take me wherever you're going." he said confidently. she looked towards the uber and the grabbed ahold of his hand pulling him with her. "are we going home?" he questioned, "ill introduce myself." he added quickly and she sighed. "no, i left home once i came back. been staying with my cousin aditi or adi and her husband." she said leaning back into the seat. he watched the tension dissipate just a bit, and then took ahold of her hand that was resting on her thigh. he pulled it closer to him and rubbed her thumb softly. she looked towards him, and saw the look he had made her swoon these past years.

"come on." she huffed, pulling him out of the uber and up towards the condo. she opened it up quickly, and walked in and opening the door wider for him. she sat down her purse on the table near the door, and watched as brock took in the condo. the condo featured so much of her culture, yet it was modern and so different from other family members' homes. especially her parents.

"you left home?" he questioned softly, and she saw that it was laced with concern. "yeah my parents told me that this guy that they had been planning for me to marry, was gonna be making an appearance soon and i said no. i told them that if they went through with this, that'd they would be losing me. that i would not go through with it. id rather lose everything i own and have if it means ill be happy or have a chance to be. i had even made calls to my best friends in vancouver but my cousin said that i can come here first. and stay as long as i needed to." she said shrugging and pulling a bottle of water from the fridge. "want one?" she questioned and he nodded, taking one from her.

"she too never went through with her arranged marriage, and she's been able create her dream life and with the husband of her dreams." she said smiling softly, "who was sitting next to you tonight?" he questioned, and she nodded. he silently cursed himself and she saw his red cheeks. she shook her head, "all good brock. seriously. you had no idea based on what our last conversation was. i would have thought the same thing." viv said trying to soften the blow.

"i have spent the past 5 years absolutely head over heals for you and i would absolutely shoot myself in the foot if i didn't even attempt to mend or not even mend, but give us a chance." she paused as brock looked over at her. a sliver of hope coursing through his veins.

"i would be a fool not to at least attempt to explore my feelings and whatever it is between us. officially, that is." she said but looked away when he didn't say anything. he was just too stunned to say a word, he couldn't believe that the girl of his dreams who is a firecracker, kind, poised and absolute breathtaking would be now saying this. that she finally had the opportunity to explore this.

"really?" he choked out and she looked back at him. she nodded and he moved closer to her so now he was directly in front of her, and pulling a stray hair behind her ear. "pinky promise." she grinned, holding out her pinky. he looked down at it quickly, before looking back into her brown eyes.

pinky promises were their thing, it is what they said when the other was being serious. they'd come up with it after hooking up a few times her freshman year, and it stuck.

"pinky promise, b." she said and he smiled back, pulling hers and his pinky together.

they pulled away, and he wrapped his arms around her back while hers found his neck. they rested their foreheads against each others, taking in this moment together. because they didn't know how long they would go without seeing each other. well mostly viv.

but brock had other plans, "come home with me." he offered and she opened her eyes to find his already looking at her. "what?" she questioned in disbelief but also wanted him to say it again.

he smiled widely, pulling her as close as possible before speaking again. "come home with me." he stated, and she smiled softly. and not even a beat later, "take me home b." she smiled before he pulled her in for a long and deep kiss.

"oh! and can we celebrate christmas, i got you a gift.." she said pulling apart, and he grinned. "you and you're timing but yes, id love to spend christmas with you." he mused before kissing her once more.

hope you all enjoyed! pls like and reblog, if u did (:

tags: @cuttergauthier @jayda12 @toasttt11 @jackhues @dancerbailey3

#brock boeser #brock boeser blurb #vancouver canucks #nhl #hockey #nhl blurb #hockey imagine #hockey blurb #nhl imagine #equallyshaw masterlist #holidays with equallyshaw

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fan-mans · 3 months

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I FORGET IF I HAVE ASKED BUT ANY MACHO X DRAGON (or as I like to call it spin kicks) HEACANNONS?

Oooh!! I've never thought about this ship but I can try!!!

Since I hc dragon as p serious and broody while macho is just a 24/7 party, they'd take a bit to get along.

Eventually tho, dragon actually chills out and they have lots of fun together.

Dragon tries to teach Macho karate and honestly it goes well! Macho is a total natural at it!

Macho convinces dragon to get matching tattoos with him so now the both have a swag lion on their right arm

Macho keeps trying to get dragon to cut his hair, to no success lmao

They think each other's cheating is really funny and encourage it for sure

They love partying it up with mario games

Macho is trying to teach dragon to surf but while dragon is a good swimmer, he's not good with surfing so far

Dragon always buys macho jewelry for holidays and shit

They do acupuncture sessions together

They fight over blankets so much when sharing a bed lmfao

Macho flexes the fact that he's taller all the time and dragon hates it

Macho also picks his tiny ass up all the time just to bug him

They gossip about everyone else in the wvba all the time

#dragon chan #super macho man #punch out #punch out wii #super punch out #headcanons #hope you like em!!#spin kicks

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starryoak · 1 year

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The funniest possible DC Villain friendship occurred to me when I saw a panel from a comic about Killer Croc that featured him muzzled and chained up;

(Joker’s Asylum: Killer Croc #1)

I mean, it definitely makes sense considering he’s literally a crocodile man and thus has significantly enhanced bite strength, but what that lead me to was remembering that there’s actually another Batman villain that canonically is muzzled when taken into custody;

(DC Pride 2022)

The Music Meister is, obviously, also a metahuman who has to be muzzled when taken into custody, and most likely when in Arkham as well; his powers are activated by singing, so they can’t exactly let him just hypnotize whoever he wants by letting him speak whenever he wants.

I don’t know, I just find it inherently amusing to imagine that Waylon and Darius could like, be muzzle buddies, lmao. It’s pretty dark thing to bond over, but honestly, anything involving forced incarceration in Arkham is going to be pretty dark by necessity, y’know? But there’s just a level of comedy to imagining one of Batman’s campiest villains bonding with one of the more dark and broody ones, and think it’s fun to imagine them being… well, I don’t know if they would necessarily be best friends or anything (though that could be pretty great), but certainly comrades, able to commiserate on their shared humiliation from a world that fears what they were born with, although for different reasons and in different ways.

There’s also some level of me that’s always invested in how Arkham works and deals with their inmates, obviously the answer is terribly, but in what ways they’re terrible, how do they deal with metahumans, etc? How do you deal with an inmate that’s a human crocodile stronger than ten men? How to deal with a man who could crush your bones in his jaws if given the chance? How to deal with an inmate who’s got the power to control you with his voice? How to feed an inmate like that without giving him the chance to control you? That kind of thing must be hard, and I’ve got questions!

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spotty-is-slumberous · 7 months

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Spotty, may i ask for some of your HareCrow thoughts/ideas/aus? 👀

YES YES YOU MAY

Be warned: it is LONG, I kind of got carried away lmao

In the early of Hare, Kestrel, Heather, and Breeze, Crowfeather was never really… around. He still aligned himself and his loyalties with WindClan, but he would skulk along the borders, rarely would return to camp unless under specific orders, and generally just kind of acted as this almost “ghost” of WindClan’s territories, because he was so deep in his own head about what a screw up he is and how he couldn’t make and save his relationships. So these four apprentices grew up hearing about Crowfeather more than actually seeing him — including Breezepawpelt

For some reason I ALWAYS thought that Crowfeather was mentored by Tornear?? Who was also Harestar’s mentor. It turns out that Crowfeather was actually mentored by Mudclaw, but even still CrowHare are connected by their mentors being littermates, which I think is really cool. Harestar probably grew up hearing about Mudclaw a lot, especially since I also headcanon Onestar being his father, which probably made him all the more curious about Crowfeather, who was Mudclaw’s last apprentice

So Harestar has always been curious about Crowfeather. He was never especially close with any of the apprentices of his generation, which led him to feel isolated. He was also the weakest of his generation, both in terms of skill and fortitude, so he really only had the stories (and drama) of WindClan’s past and all the tales shrouding Crowfeather to keep him company and occupy his thoughts when he wasn’t riddled with anxiety

Crowfeather never really thought anything of Harestar. Ever. He wasn’t around a whole lot, anyway, and most of his attention when he was around was fixed on himself, Nightcloud, or Breezepelt. He only started to pay him attention once he was Harespring, after the war with the Dark Forest, and it was announced that he and Breezepelt trained in the Dark Forest

At which point, Harespring was the equivalent of like… 26, and Crowfeather would maybe be in his mid-40s?

Even then, Crowfeather didn’t pay a whole lot of attention to him — until Harespring became deputy over him, and he was incensed. Started trying to figure it out in his head, why he hadn’t been picked, since he was arguably less of a traitor than Harespring. And Harespring, for all his faults and soft spoken nature, was not oblivious; he saw the conflict within “WindClan’s Dark Ghost”, steeled himself, and approached him

Their relationship during that point, with them getting to know one another, was very rocky. It was mostly Harespring approaching, Crowfeather being broody and only responding with short, clipped sentences to any of the younger tom’s questions, Harespring getting anxious, and then one of them leaving. But Harespring always dug in his heels and returned to his side, using it not only as an exercise to build up his own confidence and resolve, but also to finally get close to the cat he’d always heard so much about. Crowfeather was like a celebrity in his eyes… Or, perhaps more accurately, a cryptid

Mothman Crowfeather

Meanwhile Crowfeather was mostly annoyed… but also touched by Harespring’s persistence. Harespring displayed Feathertail’s kind, open heart, and Leafpool’s patience and stubbornness: two qualities that he had found himself to love in others, but were so scarcely offered to him. It was why he ever found himself infatuated with those two in the first place; he never loved either of them (that knowledge alone haunts him), but he was drawn by their soft, kind qualities that no one had ever shown him beforehand. And despite Harespring’s skittish nature, Crowfeather found himself drawn to him for those traits… as well as the fact that they both had pasts that they weren’t proud of and would rather forget

When Harespring became Harestar, this time, Crowfeather hadn’t been expecting the deputy position to be handed to him. There were several other qualified cats in the Clan that he, himself, would have chosen as Harestar’s first deputy to help build up his confidence and self-assurance, and when he was picked, Crowfeather (alongside most of WindClan) was stunned.

He confronted him about it later, barging into the leader’s den where Harestar looked so small, and so alone. Harestar merely sat and listened for a long time, quiet as Crowfeather ranted, and Crowfeather was struck by the sensation that he hated Harestar’s silence and missed the sound of his voice. When he finally did speak, it was only to say: “I chose you because I trust you. It’s… probably not true, but I like to think I know you better than much of WindClan… Maybe better than anyone in the Clans. You have your dark regrets, but those only serve to encourage you to do better. You have things that haunt you, but so do I. So… I just want to make it clear that I think that we can move on from those things. Both of us. … Maybe, even together.”

That was the moment that Crowfeather realized that he was forming feelings for his leader.

On Crowfeather’s end, there was a lot of confusion, and even some guilt and fear around his feelings. All of those that he held dear in his life died, left him, or seemed to be “cursed” due to him. He didn’t want that for Harestar, who was still so young and with so much promise as he continued to grow into a cat and leader that WindClan (and Crowfeather himself) could be proud of. He wanted Harestar to remain who he was: that stubborn, patient, sweet cat whose eyes always seemed to linger where they shouldn’t, if only for a heartbeat or two.

Meanwhile, Harestar had… kind of always had feelings for Crowfeather. Not necessarily romantic ones, at first, but he had always felt drawn to him, wanted to listen to him, was in awe of how so much weighed down his shoulders, yet didn’t restrict him from keeping his head as high as he dared to raise it under the attention and judgement of so many. He respected him, envied him, even, maybe even idolized him a little just for the fact that he had made so many mistakes but still could move past them.

From then on, they continued to grow closer.

It was very slow, very gradual. Neither of them were exactly willing to sit down and analyze their own feelings, so they just… Didn’t, and kept going about their days. By day, leading together, growing together, and by night, talking together, and resting together. They learned to laugh together and feel a sort of easy softness, a lack of pressure, that neither had ever felt with anyone beforehand.

I don’t know how, but I really like to think that they became “official” mates, like… On accident hsjdhfn,, Or like, they were the LAST ones to call each other “mate”, meanwhile the rest of their Clan watched them sneak around and giggle together and make crappy jokes and were like: “yep, there go our leader and deputy, they’re Very gay”. Maybe the two never even use the word “mate” to describe one another, they’re just… in love, and it’s gentle and slow and with no pressure or expectation. They just… exist with one another.

They just are.

#these are literally just some like. random thoughts off the top of my head about harecrow #nothing definitive #Just Thoughts #for my bnha fans:#their relationship is almost like endhawks #this was v messy hsjdjfj #I’m so tired #bUT I THINK I LOVE CROWHARE #THEYRE MY BLORBOS #crowfeather #harespring #harestar #crowhare

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angelmichelangelo · 8 months

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Have we ever seen mikey and leo fight? (On any version)

the only “fight” i can really think of is the ‘you got served’ episode of rise but that’s not really a fight-fight more of a brotherly teasing, pig-tail mask-tail pulling so i wouldn’t really count it since it was just for the sillies

leo seems to have a lot of patience reserved just for mikey. 2012 comes to mind where of course leo is butting heads a LOT with raph but also has a few blow ups with donnie too (telling donnie to work harder with the retro mutagen, them arguing about leaving New York, them fighting over whether donnie should kill a mob boss lmao) but even when mikey makes mistakes or annoys him, i don’t think leo ever really snaps at him like he might to with the others

same with 2003 leo. he was broody and distant and was really struggling with his ptsd and his trauma and yet he still made time to train mikey and help him when he asked (and maybe it was a bit of unintentional trauma loading on his part when he told mikey that if he fails he fails the family but that’s another conversation for another day)

i think out of all the brothers leo fights with mikey the least. even raph makes a point in 2012 that leo is always sticking up for mikey against the others — which is just very adorable to think that whenever mikey gets into squabbles with raph or donnie, mikey will immediately go to leo to hide behind because he just knows he most likely has his back :’)

i think that’s why they’re one of my favourite duos! leo loves his baby brother a whole lot and mikey looks up to him so much !!

#there might be some instances in the comics in which they butt heads more #like when mikey literally runs away from home but in the shows i cant think of any times they argue #ask

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i didn't wanna make that text post go on forever so CAN WE PLEASE just imagine pedro in something like this??? being all broody and loving longingly because maybe the love of his life is all unattainable for whatever reason and it's ANGSTY AND!!!!!!!

listen, i'm a slut for period pieces and i always have been and i've been wanting this for a LONG TIME excuse me lmao

ERIN!!!! You’re so fucking right and you should SAY it. He would KILL it in these fits! I need him in something Bridgerton-esque so fucking bad. I need the bodice-ripping and frantic kissing in stolen moments!!!!

He has the charm, the flair, the loving and longing stares from those fucking eyes. The declarations of forbidden love in the howling rain from THIS MAN??????

#let’s get together and write it. lmao #ugh fr #pedro pascal

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salvatoraes · 1 month

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knowing your partner can potentially make writing together a lot easier.

– BASICS.

✧ NAME: rissa / riss, if we're close. ✧ PRONOUNS: she + her. ✧ SEXUALITY: bi - sexual! ✧ TAKEN OR SINGLE: single. ( interested in someone though heh <3 )

– THREE FACTS.

✧ i have freckles on my face & my shoulders / arms but ... i have an extra rogue freckle above my top lip, kind of like cindy crawford. my mom used to call me her cause of it. ✧ i've been wearing the same ring on my right hand every day since 2017, my mom gave it to me & it says faith on it. ✧ i've never been out of the east coast, i'd love to visit california though.

– EXPERIENCE.

✧ HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): god ... about 13 years. that's actually pretty crazy, holy shit. ✧ PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: tumblr, aim ( rip aim </3 ) , twitter & discord. ✧ BEST EXPERIENCE: i've met most of my closest friends on this hellsite, even a couple in person ! one of my very best friends i started hang out with in person i met in 2017, shoutout to you lele, come back to indie bitch. i love my group of besties i met here, sobs.

– MUSE PREFERENCES.

✧ FEMALE OR MALE: i love writing both but for some reason i'm better with males, maybe being in stef's mindset for so long helped that lmao. ✧ FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: i don't write smut often but it is fun to do ( which is usually only on discord these days ) fluff makes me happy & feel all warm & soft. but angst is probably my favorite. i love me some drama & pain, & since stefan is my main muse it's very easy to get angsty stuff lol. ✧ PLOTS OR MEMES: i'm gonna say plots, only because i tend to hoard my memes & get easily overwhelmed with how many are in my inbox heh. but when i do answer memes, i love it ! ✧ LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: i'd say medium replies, a couple paragraphs. short is nice & easy, can boost my motivation to want to write more. long is cool when i have the motivation but sometimes longer ones get me overwhelmed so they take me longer to reply to but i still like them. ✧ BEST TIME TO WRITE: usually evening or night, like when i should be asleep lmao. motivation for me always comes at weird times. ✧ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): i'm kind of like stefan but not too much, he's too melancholy & broody for me but some of his attributes match my own. & for muses on my multi, i do have a few i feel like i relate to ... josie <3 peeta a lil bit, tara maclay, starfire & probably more i just can't think of.

TAGGED BY: stole it from @maimedaffair <3 TAGGING: @forbaes , @persefs , @chth0nia , @malka-lisitsa , @ofblackskies , @lupaeus , @feylived , @hellsurvivr , @agedrot , @fuckedhorror , @saintshe , @snnynatural , @greedaeye , @hollowvictory , @seerfawn , @heartsbreaking , @bu11seye & you, reading this !

#v. stefan's juice box speaking，out of character.#v. these are always fun，dash games.#long post /

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noirapocalypto · 4 months

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Here's something fun I thought of. Since you relate a bit of Embry with Hangman, which wrestler do you associate with your other cyberpunk OCs with? 👀

Oh my god, mi rey, I love this question so much KUJHDSGLJKS okay, sit tight, because I'm gonna likely ramble. I'm gonna go off of AEW wrestlers since that's the show I keep up with weekly djkfghlsd

Salem is my boy that has the most wrestler inspos, because he's my special boy and I look for him in everything. His is more detailed because I feel I gotta explain why I picked each one for him. 😅

Fighting Style: Jon Moxley. Salem likes to fight and he gets brutal when he wants to. He's not a stranger to bleeding, and has a similar bloodlust like Mox that gives him that rush during his fights. He also has that swagger to him, that cocky 'I'm going to enjoy this' aura when he knows he's about to throw down. In my wrestling!AU (literally just a concept and a reason to assign my OC's wrestlers lmao), Salem would likely be a deathmatch wrestler with strong leanings to grappling and 'dirty fighting', such as biting and scratching.

Personality: Eddie Kingston and Hook. So hear me out, because I know that's two polar opposites, kinda. Salem has Eddie's confrontational personality, where if you start shit with him, you best back it up. He will call someone out and he will get up in someone's face. He's not afraid to challenge someone, especially when he feels disrespected or is pissed off enough. He also has Hook's broody, quiet demeanor though, most of the time when he's not getting his buttons pushed. He's always has a resting bitch face where he looks angry or annoyed--but it's part of his allure 🤭

Aesthetics/Presentation: I'll always use House of Black as aesthetic inspo for Salem--particularly Brody King. I like Brody's wrestling attire, especially during his entrance. With the hood and the ski mask and the thick ass chain. I think Salem leans more with that look. But also bringing Hook up again, because Salem's a plain black hoodie guy as well.

Putting the rest under a Read More 🖤

Paolo and Paola, are a mix of various tag teams. These two are a duo that are inseparable and are a package deal, so it makes sense to base them off of a few tag teams (which are my fav). However, the team that I associate them the most are The Young Bucks, because of course.

A pair of siblings that pretty much go out of their way to be obnoxious as possible while remaining loyal to their group (like they are with Kenny and with each other). They're doofy, they're not afraid to look silly and dumb, in fact they lean into it with all the dumb shit they like getting up to. The twins would likely be heels because it's so fun for them to be chaotic gremlins.

And here's a bonus one, an extra for Paolo because I've really latched onto Daniel Garcia, and I see a lot of DG in him. I kinda even associate his voice and the way he speaks with Paolo, I imagine my boy sounding like him.

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Judah is interesting because he's not exactly a fighter in his canon story, BUT he will when he needs to/has to. He's arrogant and so, so full of himself. He's rich, he's handsome, he's better than you--you know there I'm going with this. 😎Judah is MJF, though and through.

Like MJF (pre-face turn), Judah doesn't fight unless he has to. He prefers to run his mouth most of the time and weasel his way out of situations his shit talking gets him into. He'll hire people if he needs to. He has zero problem throwing people under the bus to get ahead and knows how to twist and manipulate things to benefit him. But when he does actually decide to act, he's actually skilled af. He's just more of a talker. Charisma is more his style.

However, in recent development...Judah has also had a little face turn of his own. In my story, he softens up considerably when my others manage to befriend him. He might still be a scumbag, but he's their scumbag. 🖤

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I'm going to include Embry anyways, because I love him and his wrestler association. So obvs, I'm going with Hangman Adam Page for my sunshine boy.

Embry is just a really good guy, very likeable and it's not hard to rally behind him. Of course, he still has some of his not-so-wholesome traits (Hangman's entire storyline of feeling inadequate and the more brutal side of him that comes out in certain feuds/matches). Embry contains multitudes, and sometimes they so even if he tries to hide it.

Plus, there's the whole aesthetics with the blond hair and the southern, cowboy vibes. Even more so with the mustache and beard 🥴Which Embry eventually grows out at some point in his story.

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Renato is the one where I have the most trouble with and don't really have one assigned for him because he's still my most underdeveloped OC. I did like Andrade a lot and often associate him with Renato--looks and aesthetics wise. I wish I had more of an answer for him 😭He's just extremely illusive, but he's slowly coming into his own.

#tw flashing #ᴏᴄ ⋆┊ꜱᴠʟᴇᴍ #ᴏᴄ ⋆┊ᴇᴍʙʀʏ ᴇʟʟɪꜱ ᴋɴɪɢʜᴛ #ᴏᴄ ⋆┊ᴘᴀᴏʟᴏ ᴠᴇʟᴀsǫᴜᴇᴢ #ᴏᴄ ⋆┊ᴘᴀᴏʟᴀ ᴠᴇʟᴀsǫᴜᴇᴢ #ᴏᴄ ⋆┊ᴊᴜᴅᴀʜ ᴅᴜʙᴏɪꜱ #ᴏᴄ ⋆┊ʀᴇɴᴀᴛᴏ ᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴀ

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congrats on reaching 500 followers 💕😄 i’m so happy for you babes ! i absolutely love the way you write these characters you never fail to fill them with life :D so for your 500 party, how about some tremendously tooth rotting fluff with frank castle......maybe winning you something at a local fair 🏃‍♀️this rotates through my brain daily LORD ssjkssjsj - 🌖 anon

hello to you my sweet, very first emoji anon!!! i feel incredibly honoured to have reached this point in my tumblr journey lmao. thank you so much for your kind words, i really needed them today <3

i hope you enjoy my love!

check out my 500 sleepover!

fluff headcanons | going to the local fair with frank

a date at the local fair is an annual tradition for you and frank. it started off before you two had started dating, when had just begun to start seeing each other. it was your idea; to take the tall, broody, dark-gazed man to the carnival, to see a different side of him, to see him finally let loose.

to your surprise (and relief!) he said yes, and well, the rest is history!

as our resident marksman, frank castle demolishes any type of shooting game. it gets to the point where the carnival attendants have to tell him to move on, because he's won you so many stuffed animals of all shapes and sizes you look like a walking petting zoo.

frank jumps at any opportunity to win you anything, but he especially loves it when you touch his arm gently, a gesture for him to step back, while you take over and return the favour. you struggle in your stance a little, aiming for those little ducks way in the back, so frank comes up behind you, hands gliding over yours to adjust your grip. he brushes your hair, tucking it behind your ear, before whispering. "you ready, darlin'?"

the flurry of butterflies deep within you are already in motion, but the way his voice is low and husky in your ear... mentally, you've fallen to your knees.

frank looks so proud of you as you win him something little. it's a keychain, a dastardly piece of plastic, but it's one of those where you can slot in a tiny picture, so you have some sort of memento with you at all times. frank chuckles as he pulls out his wallet and his keys, effortlessly sliding the keychain on, digging through the bills to find his favourite picture of you; one he carries with him always. it's a cropped picture of the two of you at your first carnival, smiling in the photobooth, cotton candy in hand.

the next thing you want to try is the face painting. frank grumbles a little, knowing you're dragging him by the hand because you want him to get something with you, but he sits in the chair, reluctantly, letting you pick whatever you want. he rolls his eyes at the pink butterfly on the side of his face, loud and brazen on his cheek, little viney tendrils of face-framing paint curling up his cheekbones. he smiles anyway; he would do anything for you.

seeing frank go through a haunted house is something you'd like to cherish for the rest of your days. frank 'the punisher' castle, who's over six feet tall, muscly as all hell, being absolutely fucking terrified. he doesn't hold back on the curses flying from his mouth, but he reels in every single instinct he has not to hit at whatever the fuck jumps out at him. he holds you close to him after, looking you in the eyes.

"i'm never fuckin' doin' that again."

last but not least, as you're getting ready to leave the fair, something catches your eye, and you begin to steer frank in the opposite direction, trying to distract him with whatever lies ahead. he knows something is up, so tenses his body, trying to figure out what's up.

in his defiance, his eyes meet something in the background, ears getting a hold of that obnoxiously cheery music, the flashing lights pulsating much too strongly.

it's a merry-go-round.

for as long as you've been together, and for as long as you've gone to the local fair, you've tried your hardest to avoid that attraction, knowing full well of its significance in frank's life.

you watch intently as his nostrils flare and jaw tenses, suddenly gripped by a stark reminder of his past.

but he doesn't say anything. just grabs a hold of you, bringing your face into his shirt, hand stroking the back of your head. you feel his lips press into the crown of your head, the whirl of emotions he's experiencing conveyed in one simple gesture.

he pulls away, the expression on his face forlorn, but you see the ghost of a smile dance across his lips. his fingers interlace in yours, and his grip on your hand tightens as you see him reminiscing... reflecting on that fateful day.

he begins to walk, but in the direction of the merry-go-round.

you're a little confused, and you jerk his arm, stopping him in his tracks. "frank, we don't have to go there. we can go anywhere but there."

he shakes his head, letting out the tiniest of laughs. "i wanna go, sweetheart. s'that okay with you?"

"okay with me? of course frank, i'm just worried about you."

"nah baby," he chuckles, "don't worry about me, okay? this'll be good. for me, for us." he kisses your cheek. "s'time to make some new memories, alright?"

he looks up at the sky, vast expanse of twinkling stars beautiful as they reflect in his irises.

then, he looks at you, and then a little past your shoulder, as if to stare at his family, at maria, lisa and frank jr. with misty eyes, his gaze meets yours again. "new memories, with you."

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Hi!! It's @early20sfailingplenty here to ask if you'd pleaseeee elaborate on your tag "bo is the softest sinclair" ??? I can't stop thinking about it and I wanna askkkk because I'm super curious hasdfghjkl you don't have to if you don't want to!!!🥺🥺🥺

Thanks for this ask, sweets! Also this got waaaay longer than expected. 😅

So in reference to my tags on Bo in this post. Many fanon works paint Bo as the dangerous, aggressive, toxic Sinclair. And while he's a sick bastard (cause like they all are for murdering people for years lmao) after a bunch of rewatches of House of Wax (2005) I don't know where that interpretation comes from.

I read so many fanfics prior to even watching the movie and so I was full on board with Vinny as the uwu soft twin train. Lester has never appealed to me in any way shape or form, but fanfics generally portray him as the really sweet kinda neglected and forgotten brother.

Through my massive hyper fixation in the movie and doing all those rewatches for ridiculous analysis that no one asked for I observed Lester being pretty lecherous with Carly. Both when at the carrion pit when she was changing her shirt and also while they were in the truck (if memory serves.) I also don't find Les attractive, even ignoring his lack of personal hygiene so like there's maybe some of my bias there. Not caring to read more into him cause of the initial creep factor and that he doesn't get much air time. I do appreciate his carving artistry though!

In Vinny I saw waaaay more sadistic and predatory nature than Bo. Also he's officially the more dangerous Sinclair since Bo couldn't even manage to kill Carly and Nick with a freakin shotgun at close range 😂 smdh

I think I've highlighted in other posts some of these instances but please feel free to send another ask for me to talk about them again! I miss talkin about these boys.

Anywho, outside Bo's outburst at Vinny in the kitchen, he doesn't show that much anger and such. And even then he had a crossbow bolt in his shoulder and had been outwitted by their victims like 3 times at that point. (again he's so bad at his 'job' 😂) Vinny straight up ignores that outburst anyway and Bo immediately starts soothing the situation. Apologizing and trying to reconnect through talkin bout the family legacy.

I'll also say that for almost half the movie Bo is in 'actor' mode. Puttin on the charm to manipulate the group. I was honestly surprised how long he kept it up even when Carly had locked him outta the truck. And while it could be seen as some fucked up sexual and power fantasy thing, after duck taping Carly to the chair he shhhhs her all gentle and keeps his voice soft. Even when gluing her mouth shut.

I also have the hc that Bo is hella susceptible to anyone showing him kindness--usually a trait that people ascribe to Vinny in fanon-- because he was the neglected and abused son. Like fair to say they all are violent (they are murders of many people) but I feel like he's always characterized as this extra broody, mean/grumpy alcoholic, which when I watch the movie he's not really any of that.

So yeah, while I do love the grumpy broody Bo trait, I think he's real touch/attention/love starved and would be hella fuckin soft with someone he loves. I've headcannoned that he doesn't like being that way around his brothers but I think that's fanon too now that I'm typing this all out.

Much of this could be considered conjecture cause they spent way too much time on the college kids when they should've just focused on the brothers and Paige then being the final girl (still bitter) but yep. That's why I think he's a softy. 🥰

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