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Master List of Soulmate AUs

Edit: Updated 25/October/2019

[ALL THE LINKS HERE] <- Easier reblogging

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8] [Part 9] [Part 10] [More TBA] (Full list below, these are just the posts the lists are from) 

Gosh I hope there’s no repeats… Let me know if there are, I’ll edit it. Some of these AUs are probably in an improper category, sorry.

—–START OF LIST—–

–Something Written/Drawn–

-Each others’ names on their wrist/palm/etc

-Names on both wrist, one soulmate other enemy, can’t tell which one is which

-Each other’s initials on their wrist/palm/etc

-Each others’ first words to one another

-Each others’ last words (to one another)

-Same marking on each other’s skin

- Each soulmate has one half of a quote that is important to their relationship.

-A timer for when they shall first meet

-A timer for when the other dies

-Timer counting up and stops when you’ll meet your soulmate

-Timer starts counting the moment you meet your soulmate

-Writing that says how old your soulmate will be when you meet

- Everyone is born with a unique number only they and their soulmates have. 

-Writing that says what your soulmate is most passionate about

-Your soulmate’s feelings about you is written on your body

-Your soulmates first impression/thoughts about you is written on your body

-Written on your palm is what your soulmate is thinking

- Each year imprinted on your arm, whispered in a dream, sent in a mail or whatever, is a hint to who/where is your soulmate. 

- Each day on your arm is a particular event your soulmate will face today. (Examples: Promotion, family death, new pet, meeting soulmate…)

-Every night you receive a message about a random sentence your soulmate has said that day. 

-You have a watch that says the timezone your soulmate is in

-The first drawing you see from your soulmate is tattoo-ed on your skin

-Meter of how dangerous your soulmate is

-Meter of how in danger your soulmate is

- A touch from your soulmate will leave an imprint there (like a different coloured area on your skin, or a symbol, or name)

- Ink marks (similar to tattoos) are on your body. When your soulmate is in the vicinity, it’ll slowly move, as if reaching out. When you two touch, the tattoos will connect with each other.

-Counter (maybe on your palm) that depicts how many times you pass your soulmate

-Timer of how much time you spent with your soulmate

-Timer of how much time you don’t spend with your soulmate (maybe only in effect after you meet them)

-You only get the first letter of your soulmate’s name

- The first (or last) words your soulmate speaks every day is written on your arm.

- The first sentence you say to your soulmate is written on yourself (after you say it, maybe).  

- The most important thing your soulmate says to you is written on you.

- The most important thing your soulmate says (to you?) that day will be written on you.

- The most frequent thing your soulmate says to you is written on you.

- There’s a symbol (or written words) of what weather your soulmate is experiencing right now (or going to experience later in the day).

- Your soulmate’s birthday is written on your arm.

- The last thing you were thinking about before meeting your soulmate is written on them.

-  Your thoughts about your soulmate or having a soulmate is written on their body. Over time the words accumulate, some growing smaller or fading, but never disappear.

-  Amount of time you’re with your soulmate written on you. Could be a permanent number or a number that accumulates over time.

-  Written on you is a badly worded description of how you’ll meet your soulmate (Ex. Reality: Meet in coffee shop spill drink- - > Description: “You’ll meet in a place of high energy and it’ll be hot”)

-  Soulmate marks are only visible after meeting and/or touching.

-  Every time your soulmate lies, their words are written on you.

-  All the nicknames your soulmate is called by is written on you.

-  Whenever someone describes your soulmate, those words appear in a special journal.

–Changed Vision–

-See colour for the first time when you meet, fades away when they die

-Will only see shades of your soulmate’s eye colour until you meet

-Can only see colour to places your soulmate’s been/touched

- Human beings themselves and everything they touch is monochrome, until they meet their soulmate. Then everything they touch is in colour (except for human beings who aren’t your soulmate).

-Everyone is technically “blind”. You can only see what your soulmate sees (until you meet them maybe)

-  Each genuine emotion your soulmate expresses to you adds colour to your world (Ex: yellow for happiness, blue for sorrow, red for passion, etc).

–Different Abilities–

-See/hear/speak/etc for the first time when you meet 

-Being next to soulmate heals injuries

- You stop aging at a certain age, until you meet your soulmate and grow old together.

- Everyone has super powers, but when soulmates are together their powers are nullified by each other.

- Everyone has weak powers, but when soulmates are together their powers are amplified

-Have the same super power

-Soulmates have opposite powers from each other (fire and water, invisibility and high noticeability, etc)

- Teleport to each others side

- Everyone has the ability to manipulate the force of wind to an extent. The wind blows in the direction of where their soulmate is. (Maybe the wind is stronger depending on your bond)

- Everyone has powers, and when you meet your soul mate you swap powers. (Probably have to hang out with them to get pointers on your new powers)

- You can cast one portal anywhere and so does your soulmate. Your portal leads to your soulmate’s portal and vice versa.

–Sharing–

-Get the same emotions as your soulmate does (They’re sad, you’re suddenly sad) 

- Get the same injuries as your soulmate does

-When you get sick, so does your soulmate

-Soulmates share the same handwriting

-Soulmates share the same fingerprints

-You share your knowledge with your soulmate

-You share your temperature with your soulmate

- Songs sung by your soulmate is stuck in your head. 

- Whatever music that is stuck in your soulmate’s head is stuck in yours too.

-There’s a radio in everyone’s heads that they share with their soulmates, the two(?) of you can change the tunes

-Unique song imprinted in your mind that only you and your soulmate knows

-Have the same tics at the same time (verbal tics, drumming fingers, humming, etc)

-Cellphones between soulmates are in the same condition (cracked screens are in the same places)

-If you’re having a good/bad day, your soulmate will have the same amount of good/bad day. (Or alternatively, the opposite)

- There’s a small screen only visible to you that allows you to see what your soulmate is seeing (think kind of like those video games with splits screens)

- Soulmates share the same afterlife   

-Have the same heart beat

-Heartbeat morse code for soulmates name

-Soulmate’s heart beat on your wrist

-Everyone has life points/years left in their life, and people can give their soulmates their own life points/years if they’re lacking

-Whenever you lose an item (like a sock), it ends up in your soulmates’ possession somehow

-Everyone has a different sky that is shared with their soulmate (except clouds/sun/moon stay in the same position for everybody, so weather is not affected). Everyone has the ability to draw on the sky, making splash of colours or little notes for only them and their soulmate to see.

- Everyone receives a special accessory (hat, watch, necklace, bracelet, etc) that is exactly alike with their soulmate. Many people, when they meet their soulmate, like to swap theirs with the other.

- Taste the things your soulmate is eating/drinking.

- You share talents with your soulmate.

- Everything you record is sent to your soulmate.

- Everybody has some type of tablet thing that’s a shared space you and your soulmate can draw on.

- Wake up and sleep at the same time.

-  Special pens where if both soulmates are holding their special pen, they can both write/draw the same thing. (Like sharing one pen in different locations.)

-  People have a tendency to experience whatever emotions their soulmate have pent up inside them.

-  Once you hit a certain age, or once a year, you swap bodies with your soulmate.

-  Same as above, except with your soulmate’s closest friend/enemy.

-  Soulmates can swap bodies with each other any time.

-  When someone touches your soulmate, you can feel it mirrored on your skin.

-  Whatever your soulmate eats, you get a craving for it.

- You’re forced to sing whatever song your soulmate is singing, or get into a perfect duet.

–Communication–

- Telepathic link with your soulmate.

-Write something on your own skin, appears on the other’s skin as well

-Meet soulmate in dreams every night (with the ability to interact)

-Can meet soulmate any time in a shared mind space

-Before you die, you get to send one last message to your soulmate

-You can send one item to your soulmate every year (or whenever)

-You have this limited stack of sticky notes. Write whatever you want on it, and that note would magically appear somewhere in your soulmate’s line of sight during that day. 

- Soulmates can communicate with each other in a language only they understand.

- When concentrating, you can write out your soulmate’s thoughts.

–Changed Physical Features–

-Your eyes are your soulmate’s hair colour, changes when they dye it

-Everyone has heterochromia, one eye is your natural colour the other is your soulmate’s natural colour. Once you meet all eyes return to natural colour. 

-Your hair colour is your soulmate’s sexuality flag (remember that there can be platonic soulmates, and that sometimes you can be soulmates with someone but they’re not soulmates with you)

- Once you meet your soulmate, you grow wings like an angel. You gain one new feather each time something special happens between you two. When your soulmate dies, you lose all your feathers and can no longer fly.

–Restrictions–

- It is impossible to lie to your destined soulmate.

- Under a curse until you meet your soulmate 

- They have to say each other’s name to figure out they’re soulmates.

- Only your soulmate can kill you.

-The only voice in the world you can/can’t hear is your soulmate’s

-If you don’t find your soulmate by your #th birthday, you die

-Everyone wears a mask. You get to finally take it off when you meet the one with your identical mask, your soulmate.

-You’re stuck in a room filled with clones (with maybe slight differences) of your soulmate. You need to kill all except your soulmate or else you won’t get out/be together.

- On top of everybody’s head is the name of their soulmate. You can’t see your own. If you tell somebody their soulmate’s name, something unfortunate/death will happen to them/yourself/a soulmate.

-Your soulmate is invisible to you until you figure out a certain trigger.

- If anyone except for your soulmate says your name, you die

- Opposite of the above, if your soulmate says your name you die

-The only words you can say is your soulmates name until you meet them.

-You can’t harm your soulmate

-You can only harm your soulmate

-You have a limited number of words, and you can only recharge when you’re with your soulmate (when you use up your word count, you die)

-  Everyone has a special pen that can only have the writing erased by their soulmate.

-  Every human has a limited number of words they can say before turning mute, but to their soulmate that limit is gone and they can speak endlessly to them.

-  Opposite of above, you have a limited number of words you can say to your soulmate before turning mute (only to them?)

–Experiences/Actions–

- When you meet your soulmate, time stops for a month for everyone besides you two.

-For a month, you and your soulmates have to go through different soulmate AUs each day (ooh you can use my lists for ideas *cough cough*)

-Each year at a certain age, soulmates are paired together into some sort of battle royal thing, best OTP wins

-At the corner of your eye, you can see a blurry vision of whatever your soulmate is doing (like sitting down drinking coffee in your living room, even though they’re doing this in another area)

-Soulmates can switch lives whenever they feel like it

-When you meet your soulmate for the first time, you get a flashback/relive their entire lives

-Similar to above, except you get glimpses of their future

-Before you die, you flash through your soulmate’s entire life (what they were doing before they met you, if they’ve ever lied to you, etc

-Hidden in dreams, but never interacting, is your soulmate

-A certain time frame began to loop, and the only way for it to stop is to find your soulmate

- You will keep looping your life until you meet your soulmate.

- Legend says that if you fold 1000 paper (Cranes? Planes? Rabbits? Anything really) You can meet your soulmate.

- Everyday, you have the chance to spin a wheel that will determine an event your soul mate will face. (Some people may avoid it for bad luck, others may spin it for the slim chance of your soulmate getting a cure for their illness or something)

-There’s this special video game where your partner is your soulmate. You only get to meet if the two of you finish the game.

-At the age of sixteen, everyone goes into another world for two years, hanging out with their soulmate. Time is warped to make sure the two of you are sixteen in this world. When the two years are up, you’re sent back into the real world, with fractured memories of what happened. These foggy memories make it hard to find them again. (Numbers can be changed.) 

- The first time you touch your soulmate, you’re forced to relive their best day and/or worst day of their lives (past or future).

- Human beings die on their 25th birthday (or any number). To prevent this, they have to meet their soulmate. But only one of them can survive.

- If you haven’t met your soulmate but have been in the same vicinity of each other (like passing each other on a street or in the same building), that day will keep repeating until you find each other.

- Once you meet your soulmate you’re literally stuck to each other for the rest of the day.

-  After death, you become your soulmate’s guardian angel (may require going back in time, or not).

-  Every night, dream about what your soulmate is going to experience the next day.

-  Something fills up before meeting your soulmate, like a heart ink tattoo getting coloured in or a bottle filling up with liquid/sand/origami stars/etc. The moment it is full is the moment you meet your soulmate.

–Compasses–

- A red string tied around your pinky is connected to your soulmate’s pinky (when the two of you are in a certain distance)

- You can only see the string of fate when you close your eyes.

-Temperature gets hotter the nearer they are, colder when they are further away

-Each person has a spirit animal that can lead you to your soulmate

-If you send off a paper airplane, it shall reach (or move in the direction of) your soulmate.

- Counter of how many footsteps away you are from your soulmate

- Your soulmate leaves coloured footprints only visible to you

- Throwing something you love on the full moon will land on your soul mate

-You can feel a tug from wherever your soulmate is. These may either be automatic, or have stronger tugs whenever your soulmate is in distress.

- Each soulmate pair has a constellation, and the constellation that you perceive to be the brightest is pointing towards where your soulmate is.

-  Progress bar of how close you are to your soulmate.

- Herding goose that herds people to their soulmates. (No I did not make that one up and it has been written more than once apparently, even before the Untitled Goose Game.)

–Hints–

-You get a photograph of your soulmate and vice versa, somehow (Could be yearly, could be at a certain age, could be a photo of when you first met, etc)

-The voice in your head (example: your conscious) is your soulmate’s voice (by that I meant that they have the same voice, not that’s it’s your soulmate’s personality in your head– y’know, take it as you will)

- Every year, you receive a puzzle piece. The whole picture is your soulmate’s name/appearance/location/etc.

-Mysterious letter detailing to one person when they’ll meet, and another letter detailing where they’ll meet to their soulmate, but not both (Person A gets when they’ll meet, Person B gets where they’ll meet)

-Letter about details of how the meeting between soulmates go (example: “you get pushed into a lake by a guy in a duck suit and your soulmate helps you”, etc)

-Bubbles gives you a blurry glimpse into your soulmate’s world (visions of possessions, friends, family, laughter, crying, etc)

- Everyone holds a locket with their soulmate’s picture, but it can only open when certain conditions are met

- Instead of removing flower petals for “loves me, loves me not” the flower petals dictate whether you’ll meet in this lifetime (“meet me, meet me not”) and it’s forever accurate.

- Everyone has memories of their soulmate in their past life.

- Everyone receives a picture of their soulmate (at a certain age) taken the year they met. 

- There’s a point system in life. You can purchase clues as to who your soulmate is for 50 (or any number) points.

- You get to meet the parents of your children’s soulmates.

- You dream of the place of where you’ll meet your soulmate.

- The first picture you and your soulmate are in will be sent to you on a birthday (which can be tricky if it was, for example, a class photo. Or a newspaper picture of a crowd).

- Counter of how many times you’ve passed by or seen your soulmate.

-  One soulmate owns a lock and the other owns the key to that lock.

–Your Soulmate–

-If you and your soulmate possess the same item, it’ll glow

-Everyone has a special pen/marker/drawing utensil. Using it, the lines are thicker when their soulmates feel strong emotions, thinner when they’re feeling weak, run out of ink when they die, etc.

-There’s this special block of clay that represents your soulmate. It has a special colour and changes forms depending on how your soulmate is feeling.

- There’s an object that changes colour depending on what mood your soulmate is in

-Reflecting in the mirrors is the appearance of your soulmate

-Plant that represents the soulmate

-Receive piece of cloth with soulmate’s scent

-You get a notification whenever your soulmate is asleep or awake (like a real life friends list)

-Everyone gets a list of their soulmate’ worst qualities

-Everyone is born knowing their soulmate’s (future) biggest secret

-List detailing the differences between you and your soulmate

- You can sense when your soulmate is in distress

-Whenever you have a question, your soul mate has the answer.

-Once you’re an adult, you get kicked out of the house until you find your soulmate.

-Everyone gets little books of what people think about their soulmate (but never said out loud)

- Everyone has a device to check if the other person is their soulmate (like a light that’s red when it’s not and green when it is). It gets brighter when they’re full of life, dimmer when they get sick, and out of batteries when they’re dead.

- Literal sparks fly when you’re near your soulmate, soothing for the two of you but static shock for others.

- Your level of talent at a hobby is determined by how close you are with your soulmate.

- The outline of your shadow is your soulmate.

- You meet your soulmate the day after the worst event of your life.

- Everyone somehow owns a creature who possesses the same (general) personality as your soulmate.

- You know every number about your soulmate (Phone number, number of times they said hello, social insurance number, number of days left, etc…)

—–END OF LIST—–

Enjoy! You can use any of these without permission (but if you do tell me you’ll use one I’ll be giddy that you read this and it’ll make my day, I swear). Happy writing! :D

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YOU hate JK Rowling!

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stay warm

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ghost dog

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Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

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Some random guy: I’m asking for permission to take out your daughter

Crowley: What is this, the dark ages?

Crowley: You know what, since you asked, no, you may not. Beat me in a duel first

Y/N: *facepalms*

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bottling some more assorted things for patreon last month

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A little dumb thing that happened w/ me and a friend and I feel like would happen w/ hobie lol

Note: GN!Reader/Character, Unspecified relationship (platonic or romantic!), reader knows a martial art (BJJ (I do that :D)), reader is a spider!

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“-so they end up flying into a wall somehow and I have to dig ‘em out before trapping them in the cages!” You explained to some other spiders, using your whole body to show the situation.

Miles chuckle at the imagery. “So what? You trap ‘em with pieces of concrete?”

“How do they even crash that hard?” Gwen laughs, clutching her sides.

“Yeah! That’s what I said!” You exclaim. “Miguel was not happy but like, what can you even do!”

Hobie walked in, footsteps quiet and mouth shut for once. He had a knowing smirk on his face and a devilish glance in his eyes, hands out and ready.

You were close enough to the teens to have your guard down around them and be free to be yourself, unlike if you were at home. So you had no idea that he was behind you.

Hobie snuck up behind you, giving a quiet snicker as he looked over at Gwen and Miles. He placed a finger over his lips, signaling them to stay quiet.

As you continued to ramble about whatever it was, you shrieked as Hobie’s hands jumped and shook your shoulders, hands instinctively grabbing down and slinging him over your shoulder as you dropped down to your knees.

Miles and Gwen gasped as they snickered, knowing that it was coming.

“Hobie! Jeez dude you can’t do that!” You yelled, shaking his limp body on the floor.

“Worth it,” he weakly smiled before playing dead.

“Woah what happened here?” Peter blinked owlishly as he passed by.

“They killed Hobie after he grabbed them.” Gwen bluntly answered, a smug smile on her face.

You kneeled on the floor crying crocodile tears as you tried to revive him, Hobie laughing on the ground as he tried to push your hands away.

“And he’s alive again.” Miles smiled.

“Hobieeeeeeeee!!” You shrieked.

#hobie brown #atsv hobie #hobie x reader #hobie brown fluff #hobie brown x reader #atsv #hobie brown x gn!reader #hobie spiderverse #miles morales #miles morales x reader #gwen stacy #gwen stacy x reader

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I mean, I’ll write it cuz I wrote the original post lmao?? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

As much as I see horni shit for hobie, I really don’t think he’s well, that horni.

Add on if you’d like!!

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I believes he’s a gentle lover, one who presses chaste kisses on your hands and slips a flower or two he took from the park into your back pocket.

I believe he holds you close whenever he can, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

I believe he hand makes all your gifts just because he despises following capitalism.

I believe he’s the one that would pull you into the rain laughing as he spins you while listening to your favorite playlist.

I believe he makes late night runs with you for food just because you were hungry.

I believe even if it’s too hot at night, he’ll hold your hand just to be connected with you as you sleep.

I believe he’d paint his nails to match yours, a subtle touch to making your relationship known.

I believe he’d burn songs onto CDs just because they remind him of you.

I believe he’s the last one to fall asleep because he wants to know that you’ll be there for him, that you’re comfortable enough to stay with him.

I believe he loves listening to your heartbeat, knowing that you two are alive together.

I believe he throws rocks at your window so you can go on late night dates or hangouts together.

I believe he sings, not the stereotypical punk music that he sings on stage, but the softer ballads and jazz to you in the late hours.

I believe he’d share anything of his, loving the look of anything on you as long as you were comfortable and happy.

I believe he’d watch the stars with you on a random rooftop, just to say as a star shoots by to make a wish.

I believe he’s wish for the smaller moments to be continuous, because it’s the calm from the chaos he’s used to.

I believe he shares his food, letting you grab bits and pieces from his plate as you laugh about some joke he’s made.

I believe he’d show you off to his friends, as he believes you’re the most amazing person to him.

I believe he traces your freckles, moles, stretch marks, scars, anything that makes you insecure and presses kisses onto to show you that you’re loved.

I believe he shares a blanket with you while watching some random movie you’d pick out but fall asleep with some limbs entangled with one another.

I believe he hooks your pinkies together, so you’d always be touching in some way.

I believe he keeps all the trinkets and gifts you give him, either tucked away if paper, or out and about if displayable. And if he can wear it he sure as hell is going to wear it as much as possible.

I believe he knows all your favorite places, songs, and other things because it makes you happy that he remembers.

He’s a gentle guy, at heart, never just some person who doesn’t care about the little moments. Remember that.

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Okay it’s late and I had brain rot about fluffy stuff okay good night-

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mutuals im manifesting the softest and most tender august for all of you

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Look at this bread guy :D

#bread #cat bread #loaf #ng arts #my art lol #nom

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As much as I see horni shit for hobie, I really don’t think he’s well, that horni.

Add on if you’d like!!

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I believes he’s a gentle lover, one who presses chaste kisses on your hands and slips a flower or two he took from the park into your back pocket.

I believe he holds you close whenever he can, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

I believe he hand makes all your gifts just because he despises following capitalism.

I believe he’s the one that would pull you into the rain laughing as he spins you while listening to your favorite playlist.

I believe he makes late night runs with you for food just because you were hungry.

I believe even if it’s too hot at night, he’ll hold your hand just to be connected with you as you sleep.

I believe he’d paint his nails to match yours, a subtle touch to making your relationship known.

I believe he’d burn songs onto CDs just because they remind him of you.

I believe he’s the last one to fall asleep because he wants to know that you’ll be there for him, that you’re comfortable enough to stay with him.

I believe he loves listening to your heartbeat, knowing that you two are alive together.

I believe he throws rocks at your window so you can go on late night dates or hangouts together.

I believe he sings, not the stereotypical punk music that he sings on stage, but the softer ballads and jazz to you in the late hours.

I believe he’d share anything of his, loving the look of anything on you as long as you were comfortable and happy.

I believe he’d watch the stars with you on a random rooftop, just to say as a star shoots by to make a wish.

I believe he’s wish for the smaller moments to be continuous, because it’s the calm from the chaos he’s used to.

I believe he shares his food, letting you grab bits and pieces from his plate as you laugh about some joke he’s made.

I believe he’d show you off to his friends, as he believes you’re the most amazing person to him.

I believe he traces your freckles, moles, stretch marks, scars, anything that makes you insecure and presses kisses onto to show you that you’re loved.

I believe he shares a blanket with you while watching some random movie you’d pick out but fall asleep with some limbs entangled with one another.

I believe he hooks your pinkies together, so you’d always be touching in some way.

I believe he keeps all the trinkets and gifts you give him, either tucked away if paper, or out and about if displayable. And if he can wear it he sure as hell is going to wear it as much as possible.

I believe he knows all your favorite places, songs, and other things because it makes you happy that he remembers.

He’s a gentle guy, at heart, never just some person who doesn’t care about the little moments. Remember that.

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Okay it’s late and I had brain rot about fluffy stuff okay good night-

#hobie brown x reader #hobie brown #hobie brown fluff #atsv hobie #atsv x reader #hobie brainrot #hobie x reader #hobie x gn!reader

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“You’re our only hope.” 🥊

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hii i love your work!

i was wondering if you could write a sensitive fem!reader x Miguel O’Hara x Peter B smut? peter is like a soft dom and miguel is a hard dom?

miguel of course says something a little to mean while fucking her from behind, and she starts to cry and peter is all like “miguel, you made her cry”

thank you 🙏🏼

OMG anon you don't know what this did to me

you just provoked my new addiction : i want to write so much more miguel x reader x peter now i'm OBSESSED (also tumblr was kinda bugging while i tried doing this post so i hope things will be alright fdvfbsef - and this is not proofread :D)

summary : miguel made you cry because he was mean as you were eiffel towered by him and Peter B.

content warnings : SMUT (18+) minors dni, hard dom!miguel o'hara, soft dom!peter b. parker, reader being eiffel towered (i'm french and feeling very patriotic on this one🥖), miguel being a bit too mean, overstimulation, pnv sex, sodomy, no use of Y/N word count : 1,2k

tag list : @fandom-ash

You whimpered once more, your whole body feeling electric and tired at the same time as you sank down shakily. Miguel was behind you, his warm breath landing on your ear as you felt his torso bulge against your back. Peter was facing you, kissing your shoulder as your breasts pressed against his chest.

You couldn't tell the time any more, whether it had been an hour or more that they were fucking you without stopping. Many orgasms had been reached, and your body was floating in this cloud of overstimulation. You were exhausted, at the end of your rope, with barely enough energy to lift your body and sink on both of their dicks buried in you.

Needing to regain your strength and rest both your thighs and your whole body, which had been in orgasmic succession, you rested for a moment, not moving as their two cocks stayed all warm in you.

"Did I say you could stop?" Miguel grunted against your back, his teeth grazing your skin as his hand rested on your thighs and squeezed your flesh between his massive fingers.

You let out a moan, your head falling back to rest in the crook of Miguel's neck.

"I can't," you breathed shakily, "it's too much."

You could feel the electricity coursing through your thighs, your body on fire, absolutely exhausted by the effort that had been required of you from the start.

"Come on sweetheart," Peter encouraged, caressing your cheek as he waited for you to continue. "You can do this."

You inhaled harshly, pressing down on your trembling thighs to rise again and continue. The knot forming in your body stretched from your lower stomach to the small of your back. The overload of sensation was heightening your sensitivity to the limit, both physically and mentally.

Your legs were tired, trying to bury yourself properly on them. One of your hands had found its place on Peter's shoulder, the other holding Miguel's thigh and allowing you to hold on better as you went back and forth.

"Is that the best you can do?" Miguel grumbled against your ear, both your faces covered in a light sheen of sweat.

One of his hands went to your hip, digging his fingers into your skin as he pushed even deeper and you let out a moan. The fatigue was getting hard to handle, all the sensations mixed together, their breaths, their voices, their words...

"If you can't do it right, I'll find someone who can".

This sentence stung you in the chest. All you were doing was trying to do your best for them, to make them feel good and have your share in it too. Were you really that incapable? Were you so incompetent that you didn't do anything for them? Were you really that useless?

"Watch your mouth," Peter warned, not necessarily condoning the crude words his partner had just uttered.

But it was too late, your heart clenched, your throat constricted as a ball formed in it. Your eyes burned, you would have preferred not to cry, but your nose stung so much in your abstinence that you ended up breaking. When the tears came, you lowered your head against Peter's shoulder, and they flowed hard and committed.

"Hey what's that," he said, feeling beads running down his skin that he knew wasn't sweat.

You didn't dare look at them, your hips still moving, your shame and discouragement oppressing your chest.

"Look at me," he asked softly as his hand came to rest on your cheek.

You looked up, your eyes unable to find his. But he placed his index finger like a hook under your chin to raise it, and your wet eyes met his.

"Oh no," he said, mouth half open, "bunny, are you crying?"

You immediately felt Miguel tense up, his hand suddenly much softer against your skin.

"What?" he asked, gently sliding his hand over your jaw in the hope of turning you towards him and seeing your face.

But you pulled away from his touch and buried your face in Peter's shoulder, not feeling strong enough to face Miguel's gaze.

"Miguel, you made her cry," Peter said, stroking your hair gently as Miguel's mouth fell open in surprise.

He hadn't realised the impact words like that could have on you, especially in this context. You had been so good to them, and you still were, their absolute dream. You were perfection itself, and Miguel would obviously never want to replace you with anyone else.

"Muñeca..." he murmured against your back as he came to kiss you tenderly, his hand caressing your hip.

Your tears were still flowing, your back shaking with little jolts of heartache and pleasure.

"Mírame," he asked gently, kissing the back of your neck.

You breathed in, lifting your wet cheeks from Peter's shoulder and turning to meet Miguel's face.

His eyes instantly became pained, pained to have been the one to cause this state. He would never, ever wish for anyone but you. He caressed your cheek, kissing the corner of your eyes and licking your wet skin.

"Please forgive me, amor," he whispered against your skin, "you know I never meant these words, right?"

Your chin trembled and Peter put his hand on your other cheek to wipe it clean.

"You're the only one we want," Miguel assured you, his eyes fixed on yours. "You're the most perfect thing that ever happened to us, and we would never want anybody else than you."

You sniffled, the sweet words he gave you pressing into your heart like a comforting balm. You loved them both so dearly, and it felt good to know that they did too.

"How are you feeling right now?" Peter asked, kissing your cheek softly.

You breathed in, still feeling the exhaustion weighing on your thighs and body.

"Like everything's too much," you managed to whisper, sniffing and swallowing.

"Do you think you can come just once more for us, nena?" Miguel asked, kissing your shoulder gently and stroking your thigh with his thumb.

The knot in your stomach was still tight, and it was almost painful not to get any relief from it.

"Mhm," you nodded as you pushed on your thighs again to raise them up.

Miguel's hands both came to grip your hip to guide you, helping you to sink and rise much more easily and sparing you a little pain in your thighs.

"You're so good for us," Peter breathed, kissing the crook of your neck lovingly, "you're doing such a good job, taking us like that."

Miguel kept pace with your hips, neither urging you on nor slowing you down. Both their warm breaths landed on your skin, whispering sweet, soft words that softened your heart and enveloped it in adoration.

Your moans began to multiply, vibrating in your throat a little more as you finally approached orgasm.

"Come for us, muñeca" encouraged Miguel.

And you came, your whole body shaking as if a bolt of lightning had struck your core and spread seismic waves of pleasure throughout its entirety.

You let your head rest against Miguel's chest, and he kissed your forehead gently.

"I knew you could do it," he whispered.

"You're our angel," Peter confirmed as he kissed your cheek.

[nekoglasses]

… ☆ miguel ohara. definitely not a vampire. watch the claws.

i’ve given up too much to stop now.

now playing: the lost soul down, NBSPLV

small fics:

dedication - miguel may be dedicated to his work, but he doesn’t forget about you. fem!reader. nsfw.

multi-part

the price of the name - reader has had a hard life, and now she’s an orphan. but then she meets someone who’s just as lonely as she is, and everything changes. platonic!. fem!reader.

pt i: fate

pt ii: star girl

pt iii: i’m not her

pt iv: void

[nekoglasses]

WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS????????!!!!!!!!!

I JUST WANT TO TALK TO MY SILLY LITTLE CHARACTERS :(((((((

#character.ai