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artxeevee · 3 months
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I got no context other than those two were my comfort characters, lmao. Whoever they’re about to commit a crime; is anyone’s guess.
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2012! Donnie: Secret relationship revealed
→ Request: Hi! I love your tmnt posts and was wondering if you could write a one shot (no 1st pov pls) of 2012!donnie x (fem) reader in a secret relationship but getting caught kissing/(or making out) XD I think the gangs reaction would be priceless!!!!
→ A/N: It’s been quite a while since I last watched the show, so some of it may be a little bit OOC
→ Warnings: Super indulgent because I was super sick and I hated it, no beta, nothing else I believe
→ Fandom: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
→ Genre: Oneshot
→ Word Count: 473
→ Pronouns: She/ Her [though most of my 2nd person writing pieces tend to lean more ]
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You tapped your pencil against the blank answer sheet, subconsciously rubbing your runny nose on your sleeve. 
Your headache wasn't intense enough to call 'splitting' but it was bad enough to be a distraction. While you were out sick the maths teacher had covered new material while you were out, and you understood none of it.
You sniffed and reached for your glass of water, your throat was dry and itchy but almost nothing you drank helped in the long run. You rubbed your eyes and tried to turn your attention back to your work, but it was a lost cause.
You laid your head down on your desk, using your arms as a pillow.
The window opened while you were cradling your aching head. You sniffed again, which instantly caught Donnie’s attention. “What’s wrong? Did someone say something to you? Are you hurt?”
You cut off his concerned questioning with a sneeze, which made him calm down the smallest bit.
“You look terrible,” he noted. You shot him a half-hearted glare while taking a large gulp of water. “Not like that. I just- I mean you look really sick.” You would have laughed if it didn’t mean feeling nails scratching the inside of your throat. 
He was always like this, shy and a little jittery, even though you’ve been together for a few months. It’s endearing, in Donnie’s own way,
He glanced at the clock in your room, and then back at your tired figure. “Shouldn’t you already be sleeping?” 
You let out a small groan, “I guess…”
“How long have you been working?” He asked, stepping closer to your desk.
“Not that long-” you slurred and took another sip of water “-since seven I think.”
Judging by Donnie’s face, it was quite a bit past seven already. 
“You really need some sleep-”
“I know.” You snapped, then let out a sigh, noticing his hurt expression. "I know,” you repeated, softer this time, “It’s just - this homework needs to be finished for tomorrow and-"
"Tomorrow's Saturday."
"...Oh." You both let out a small chuckle and you immediately reached for your water.
Laying down on your bed, you stared up at the ceiling and let out a sigh. “I’m sorry we couldn’t do anything tonight, D.”
“It’s fine,” he responds quickly, “It’s not like you chose to get sick.” 
“See you next week?”
He gave you a quick nod before jumping out of your window and onto the roof, only to be met with all three of his brothers waiting for him.
Leo stood front and centre, his arms crossed over his plastron. “Care to explain?”
“Um, well you see, the thing is- smoke bomb!” The egg landed at their feet, exploding into a cloud of black and purple fog.
“Donnie!”
“So not cool, dude.”
“He is getting pummeled when we get home.”
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Tagging: @urfavarab[requester]
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hashtagboykisser · 11 months
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Hii can you write the hosts with an idol reader? like a popular one
HOST CLUB X READER !!
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IDOL READER !!
prompt: hosts with idol reader
requested by: anonymous
warnings: you didn’t specify whether it was poly or monogamous and if you wanted a oneshot or headcanons so I’m just gonna do headcanons :) i’m also taking this request as like one of those japanese singers so hope that’s chill!!
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TAMAKI SUOH:
tamaki thinks it’s literally the coolest thing ever
he wants to go the whole nine yards to support you!
he’ll be sure everyone goes to your concerts/events, buys your merch, etc!
he tries to be like your own personal mori senpai but he’s just too sweet XD
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HARUHI FUJIOKA:
haruhi is probably the most laidback about it
she’ll go to your stuff and support ya
but her opinion of you doesn’t change because your an idol yk?
she might feel a slight pressure becuz of crazy fans but other than that she’s chill!
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KYOYA OOTORI:
i think kyoya personally actually is really chill about it on the outside but in the inside he is kinda scattered
like he’s worried about how both of your reputations could or will get ruined by the two of you being together
ultimately he wants the best for the both of you, no matter what it is, but he wants u to know he cares
he also is really big on you getting the respect that you deserve
by that i mean he will D E S T R O Y any haters who wanna fuck with you lmfao
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TAKASHI MORINOZUKA:
definitely the most nervous about it, no doubt in my mind
similar to kyoya, but i think he’s a lot more nervous about it
he goes to all your concerts/events as a security guard fs
gets really worked up at times because he doesn’t always know how to help you with this because it’s very new to him
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HIKARU HITACHIIN:
this might be a bit surprising but he is definitely the least worried of out the boys about how people see you two
he like, has a idgaf attitude
the best believe this bitch will be jumping and screaming at your concerts
he also loves wearing your merch like everywhere
he also probably designed and modeled it with kaoru but yk
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KAORU HITACHIIN:
kaoru wants to help you in every sense of the word
he’ll advertise, design and model your merch, go to your concerts (either as a security guard or a fan), etc!
he doesn’t worry about the public eyes idea of you too much, but it’s definitely a thought in the back of his mind
i can see him begging for any kind of sneaks peeks for your upcoming works xD
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MITSKUNI HONINOZUKA:
honey (as we all probably know) isn’t as immature as he may show, he’s pretty darn smart
so i think he takes a lot of things into account when it comes to your idol career
although yes, he does love and support you and your dreams no matter what
he is also one of the boys who gets nervous a little
i think he worries a little bit about your mental state because being as popular as you are can get a bit exhausting
so he always makes sure you sleep well and have some cake :)
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hey hey
it’s hermy
sorry i haven’t posted in a bit
i’m about to update my page!
after i get my next two requests done!
so be ready becuz i’m adding more fandoms and things i’ll write!!!
-hermy<3
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romano smut hcs ; 18+
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requested by ; anonymous (17/05/23) [2/2]
fandom(s) ; hetalia
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; romano vargas / south italy
outline ; “hullo!! This is for UCN!! Don’t see much Hetalia content here so let’s change that shall we >:3 I’d like some relationship headcanons for Romano :D he’s so skrunkly and I love him so much (and also someone made a “most attractive guy in Hetalia” competition here and Romano’s beating the absolute shit out of every dude he’s up against xD) If it’s not too much to ask maybe we can have sfw + nsfw? 🥺 (I’m 21!! Sorry if that’s weird-)”
warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, public sex acts
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
he has super sexually sensitive thighs and groping/biting/kissing them is guaranteed to make him moan
very vocal in the bedroom both in the sense of talking a lot and in the context of just generally being very loud
swears a lot when he orgasms
very big on dirty talk and slips in a lot of praise — also alternates a lot between english and italian in the moment
extremely possessive and won’t even consider the thought of bringing someone else into your sex life or sharing you at all
very easy to fluster if you tease him by brushing your fingers against his cock and thighs over his clothes and whisper in his ear exactly what you need
wouldn’t send nudes but would be happy to receive them, always responding with a filthy compliment in italian
clothed grinding and thigh riding are extremely common types of foreplay with him since there are times when you’re too horny to get fully undressed and just need some quick release before the main event
he has a lot of toys that he enjoys using on you and is happy to go shopping for more if you see something you’d like to try out
big on doggy style and the concubine positions, but he’s also happy to fuck you against any sort of surface that’s closest to you at the time
his high libido means that if you let him, he’s happy to take you anywhere and everywhere
empty office/meeting rooms, any room in the house, alleyways, in the garden, in a tent or in your car, etc.
loves going down on you but prefers to have you straddle his face when he does (not a fan of kneeling)
has a shocking amount of stamina and can go for a while, but usually stops after two rounds because you need to recover
he’s about average in length but incredibly girthy
bath or pool sex would be something he’d be up for
has a slight thing for bondage but he can take it or leave it based on your preference
loves covering you in hickeys but will get super flustered if you leave any on noticeable areas on him (namely his throat)
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captain-hen · 22 days
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Sorry to bother you!!! I’ve just been seeing stuff about trapper dad/trapped theory but I’m not sure what it’s referring to if you know about it? Feel free to ignore this ask!!! have a good day
it's not a bother at all!
so, i want to start off by saying that you might be better off asking @theladyyavilee about this instead, because while i'm not sure if she was the one who originated the theory, i always associate it with her xD
my memory is a little fuzzy, but i think this theory started with 5x11, with that emergency where that couple and their child were trapped in the car with the bomb, if you remember that. fandom noticed a lot of parallels that could be drawn with buck and eddie here, particularly with the couple arguing over which one of them should save themselves and which one of them being saved would be better for their kid. thus, the trapped dads theory—which, like it says on the tin, is basically a situation where buck and eddie are trapped together, maybe in a car accident or maybe on a call. they would have to work to save each other, and they would have to seriously consider the possibility of losing the other, and perhaps even finally be forced to talk about the will of it all, and what happens if neither of them can make it home to christopher. so far, we've always gotten one of them injured while the other was on the sidelines—it would be interesting to see how it would play out if they were both trapped in the same desperate situation, with their only hope being each other.
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keikoyume · 16 days
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I’m so sorry for not talking for awhile (life hit me like a brick) but I FINALLY listened to sounds of nightmares.
And holy cats do I have thoughts about it…
It does make me wonder- is cici six? I can honestly see it either way…
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HELLO FRIEND!!! I’m happy to see you and I hope you’re good!
I’m so happy you got into Sounds Of Nightmares and that it inspires you for LN :DD
I’m not the good person for making assumptions and theories but the idea that Cici is Six got debunked by some people in the fandom, notably my friend @queen0fm0nsterz .
(Excuse my bad english):
From what I can say, the raincoat is just a reference, nothing more. Both Raincoat Girl and Six have the same coat and we know where and when Six got hers. It’d be a bit redundant and narratively odd (in my opinion) that Six (assumed Cici) gets to start in the Nowhere with her coat -> then loses it -> then finds a new one in LN2.
Still my opinion here (and that’s something I already argue for Otto NOT being the Doctor of LN2): Story wise, it doesn’t add anything to Cici or Six’s character to be the same person. It doesn’t connect any big dots or add any lore.
I like imagining Cici got willingly taken by the Ferryman partially because Otto was very clingy to her meanwhile Six is more defined by her need to escape the Nowhere (my headcanons, lol).
Finally, I believe Cici is legitimately dead by now and Otto is just chasing a ghost. It makes his character even darker and the fact he unintentionally helps the Ferryman by sending more kids to the Nowhere gives us a very ironical and tragic ending (just as every LN endings). Having Cici alive would risk to bring an ounce of hope to Otto’s character and I don’t think we’re supposed to root for him since he’s a piece of garbage xD
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ionely-galaxy · 1 year
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nicknames.
cw; ig, wholesomeness ; bad grammar ; usage of 'brat' on levi's part ; possessive ayato (tell me if there is more, lol)
abt; how they would call you, their S/O. and how he reacts to the nickname you give him. [ w/zhongli, sonny brisko, kamisato ayato, hex haywire, and levi ackerman ] (don't ask me why the fandom kinda messed up)
!; grammar can be false, im still learning ; all that has been written was only my opinion/imagination, and still have the opportunity to be inaccurate/ooc ; im taking suggestions/correction
chat; now im busy as hell. and here's my wattpad, in case something unbelievable happened there. (check it out on Saturdays, jk XD)
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-- ZHONGLI loves to call you with any endearments, but it must start with ‘my’ (‘my dearest, ‘my sweetheart’, ‘my beloved’, ‘my darling’, ‘my Y/N’ etc.). but the main nicknames would be just ‘sweetheart’.
-- he loves anything you called for him, even daddy. however, i feel like ‘Li’ is the closest one among the others. +he cant help but smile—almost blushing—when you call him that.
-- SONNY brisko (my man). i think sonny is the type of bf/hb that would ALWAYS call you ‘baby’ / ‘babe’, or simply just the shorten/cuter version of your name (sorry i dont have any example). but again, he loves to call you baby, like you are the adorable lil child for him to protect.
-- IF i’m in a relationship with sonny, i will just be calling him ‘love’ or ‘darling’. but THERE IS ANOTHER CHOICE, such as ‘sunshine’! he is really happy when hears that word come out of your mouth.
-- kamisato AYATO, is such a tease in my eyes. but calling you with a delicate endearment is his priority tho, it is for keeping a good image for you both in front of the public. an those are like ‘beloved’, ‘dearest’, and ‘love’. and ‘beloved’ is the main one (because it’s the first of the list-)
-- ‘my lord’, that’s it, no drama, no doubt, just ‘my lord’, period. he feels that he has you when you call him that, and kind of 'turned on'.
-- i have no reason or evidence for doubting HEX for your nicknames. it’s literally ‘darling’, guys. even his fan name changes to ‘sicklings’, because of how often he calls his fans ‘darlings’.
-- HAHA, MY TIME HAS COME. so for calling him, you can go by anything, he's not picky, actually, but the perfect one should be ‘hexy’, he's not mad, not happy, just fine with nicknames you gave to him.
-- LEVI ackerman! who doesnt love this man haha, levi … is suitable enough to call you ‘love’, an old-looking endearment (like him). but remember, he just calling you ‘love’ in private or with a person whom levi trust, which means calling you ‘brat’ in public to keep the image of an actual levi ackerman.
-- ‘daddy’, ngl that is what stuck in my mind when it comes to naming levi. we can change that! we can change that! ‘shorty’! because he’s short, that’s all. and one thing, he is fed up and flustered.
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Smiling Daycare AU
OKAY SMILING DAYCARE AU DETES SO YOU THE PEOPLE CAN ALSO USE IT!!! Idc what ages y’all make them but I’m making them around the same ish age for now because I am uncreative and the fandom wiki doesn’t wanna give me their ages and my internet is being dumb so I hope this posts. So they all work in a daycare and it’s fluffy and full of shenanigans. Personally I’m probably gonna write about them teaching but going off to their passions. Yes other poppy playtime characters are in this au like baby long legs and poppy going to the daycare, kissy and huggy adopting poppy, and others. I really just want the smiling critters to be happy. Yes Ik bubba isn’t drawn yet I’m sorry
More about the au under the cut!
Do not steal my art and please credit me if you use my au (or feel free to tell me about other aus like this one!!) I also do not like mob entertainment as an entity i just like the story of poppy playtime and the actual game.
So Doug has a cane bc of the game and I really wanted them to be diverse and show off a bunch of stuff people should love about themselves. I am open and willing to hear ideas to make it better but also also LET HIM LET THE KIDS PUT STICKERS ON HIS CANE!! Of course where he says they can.
Dogday = Doug Day
Catnap = Caton Nap
Craftycorn = Cadence Corne
Pickypiggy = Peggy Picky
Kickinchicken = Kevin Kickin
BobbyBearhug = Bobby Bears
Hoppyhopscotch= Hoppy skotch
Bubbabubaphant = Berry Bluphant
Caton and Doug are both assistants then actual teachers (idk what a daycare worker is called so) because they’re the youngest two. Crafty teaches the 6 year olds, and loves it. Bobby takes care of the infants, and Hoppy is just as energetic as her band of 2-3 year olds. The 4 year olds are taken care of by Peggy, who lets them have any snack they want. Kevin usually wears a partial track suit but my little sister wants him to be a cop lmao idk where to put him XD. Berry is so smart I think he’d be the oldest and he is the principal? Idk what to call who’s in charge also I’m sorry.
For now the ages are
Caton: 20
Doug: 21
Kevin: 24
Hoppy: 24
(No kev and hops arent twins just the same year b days)
Cadence: 25
Bobby: 26
Peggy: 27
Berry: 30
THERES MORE TO COME I JUST HAVENT MADE MORE YET!!!
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lavenderr-starrs · 2 months
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I’m sorry to my mutuals who are watching me like disappear for a week or a month and then reappear reblog stuff and post stuff from fandoms you’ve probably don’t even know about (A lot shit on my plate that’s been burning me out lmao! I’m fine though just been busy dw!! It’s nothing bad I promise even though it probably sounds like smth bad XD)
but I’m gonna make this post before I literally lose my marbles
It’s about twisted wonderland and Madoka magica so strap in fellas this is gonna be hella targeted to probably me and me alone and maybe like one other person
Anyways HEAVY AND I MEAN HEAVY SPOILERS FOR BOTH FRANCHISES and A REALLY LONG RAMBLE UNDER THE CUT LMAO
So don’t click keep reading if you havent finished or started either (ESPECIALLY MADOKA MAGICA, Trust me the show and movies are so good walking into blind I’d kill a man to watch it blindly again) also warning for potentially shit grammar incoming lol
First things first-
HOW HAVE I NOT SEEN SOMEONE NOTICE THE SIMILARITY BETWEEN OVERBLOTS AND WITCHES?
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The similarities is the over-use of magic and negative energy polluting the energy source they use to performing these magical abilities turning them into abominations that go on a rampage and effecting the lives of those around them.
The difference though is that for witches, it’s specifically middle school girls who become witches and them becoming witches have the chances of causing world ending atrocities- and in the world of puella magi most Natural disasters are due to the fact a witch is the cause of those disasters and only incubators and other unsuspecting naive magical girl know of
Whereas in twisted wonderland *So far* we’ve only seen Teen high school boys overblot and that didn’t(Besides chapter 6 and 7) have any world ending consequences in my opinion
Says alot huh? XD
Anyways that’s a point I wanna get to another time
You know what I’d love to see? a reader-insert or just a yuu from puella magi in the world of twisted wonderland!
Now this is when I start getting real self-indulgent with this XD but I wanna see like a Homura!Yuu! :)
basically a reader-insert who takes the role of Homura Akemi, right?
And the entirety of the first anime happens and Madoka goes from a 14 year old girl who made a wish to save a cat from dying by unknowingly trading her soul to become a magical girl as an energy source to a higher being
to end up becoming an omnipotent concept that saves magical girls when their gems over pollute and are about to become witches
But instead of the Rebellion Arc happening and Homura!Yuu becoming a witch and demon and all that pizazz! let’s say they “try” to keep going and just Bans themselves from going back in time again and trying to go forward for Madokamis sake and deals with those weird wraith things in the new universe
and maybe a little cherry on top they try to learn and expand the magic abilities Yuus other magical girl friends had.
Later on we move to let’s say, 17 Year old Homura!Yuu, and guess what? You’ve been isekaid bestie have fun!
During the prologue introduction, when Homura!Yuu wakes up into the coffin grim doesn’t get a moment to even open the coffin as you just kick it open ready to transform believing this is some form of a witches labyrinth and are ready to jump into a bunch of conclusions
Now, in comes a poor unsuspecting Grimm
And the first thing Homura!Yuu does upon notice of him? The same thing Homura did to Bebe in rebellion-
just one Quick grasp onto his neck and just instantly slamming him into the nearest wall before he could even say a word. Questions being shot left and right over this potential Witch-like being or a being that seems to be similar combination of a witches Familiar+ Kyubey. A thought you do not like the sound of.
Grim is quite fairly, terrified out of his mind (I’m sorry my son) But! Lucky for him in comes the headmaster to witness this display of aggression! And school hasn’t even begun yet! The nerve!
Now this can go from here in Multiple ways, but for now, how id see it going is Crowley using his whip to tie up Homura!Yuu and just yoinks up a scared grim similar to what Mami did in rebellion
you’re only reaction to this is “Ah shit, here we go again.”
Now I can see Crowley ends up kicking Grim away still since you’ll obviously deny any association with him and just questions Crowley like there’s no tomorrow and just like in canon those questions fall on deaf ears! Lol
Crowley believes that coming to night raven college has frazzled your young hormonal teenage mind into acting so aggressive and since he’s such a kind and generous headmaster does not hold you accountable for it, isn’t he so wonderful c:
Homura!Yuu ends up quietly playing along to whatever the hell is going on to get a better and proper assessment on the situation you’ve been put in. So everything continues on as normal while the students of NRC give you a strange look until it’s finally your turn to approach the mirror.
How I’d see the mirror react to a Homura!Yuu is once you give it your name, I feel like he’d go “their soul is..Missing?..” Because as you know your soul has been turned into your soul gem and the mirror has no knowledge of this so you’re not gonna be assigned any dorm, sorry not sorry c:
This, understandable, freaks everybody out.
This is when Canon plays out a usual in the story for the prologue with the headmaster taking you to Ramshackle and you’re Re-encounter with Grim.
When you do encounter grim again you transform again and start to chase after him to continue where you left off back in the mirror chamber. This leads to Homura!Yuu discovering grim to be innocent in your arrival here and just simply… wants to be able to grow stronger.. hmm why do you feel like you’ve heard that before
Upon Grim proving his innocence and quite frankly become official scared of Homura!Yuu in comes the ghosts to scare him some more! They watch you chase him down and wanted to join in on the fun.
Mind you, you aka Homura!Yuu are still on guard and still transformed so you obviously attack the ghost with grim ending believing you attacked them for his protection! You didn’t, but if it makes up for scaring the piss outta him sure 👍 well go with that.
Now we continue with canon from here with Crowley calling you a beast tamer and hiring you as a janitor yadda yadda, but Grim ends up referring to you as his Bodyguard instead of henchman in this one! Which if Homura!Yuu was going to be honest, Grim was 1,000 percent a bigger improvement then kyubey.
I totally wanna make a side writing blog and make more stuff like this if it gathers the attention of others lol, I already have it made I just need to edit it along with my other side account where I used to post art until I took them down due to tumblrs Ai update lol
Once I’m done fixing up those two I’ll make a master post with the users of all three of my blogs and my ao3 too lol
Anyways thanks for reading my weird ass ramble :) I have so many ideas I wanna talk about for this and so many story scenarios that probably no one’s gonna be interested in XDD
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lost-girl-2021 · 8 months
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I need another fem Spider chapter please. That's so (I don't know what to call it exactly) "refreshing"? Fem Spider is such a rare topic in this fandom and an interesting topic for me, every time I see work with it I go crazy
Here's not a chapter, but I did write something with fem Spider in the canon universe, so here's that to tide you over XD.
Spider had always been an outsider. It didn’t matter if she was around humans or Na’vi, around the young or old. It didn’t matter, because her father was a monster. It didn’t matter, because although Spider couldn’t remember either of her parents, she was a reminder of all the bad they did.
Jake had said it once. He didn’t mean for her to hear it, probably. She’d gotten in a fight with Kiri, over a wooden Ikran that got broken when they were playing. It ended with Kiri pulling her hair and Spider pinching her arm, at which point the adults stepped in and seperated them. Neytiri had punished Kiri while Jake took Spider back to base camp early. She was six or seven, maybe, still too young to visit the Omaticaya without an adult accompanying her.
“You can’t fight with the others.” He told her as they flew, one arm wrapped around her front so she wouldn’t fall off. “They’re bigger than you and sometimes they don’t realize their own strength.”
The lecture wasn’t anything new. Spider was always and would always be the weakest link. Lo’ak was two years younger than her and even he was bigger than her already. She ‘hmphed’ a response, brow furrowing in annoyance.
Jake sighed. “How about I make you a brand-new toy? I’m sure it’ll be much better than Neteyem’s hand-me-downs, huh?”
She crossed her arms in front of her, digging her elbow into Jake’s arm. “I liked that one.”
It wasn’t really about the toy Ikran— if it was, then her mood would’ve been easily changed by a ride on a real Ikran, which can actually fly and take her with. It was about the fight, how Kiri got to stay at camp and Spider had to go back to the stupid lab and the extra-stupid scientists. There were only, like, two other kids there and they were both way younger than her. And they all thought she was weird. Norm would make her put on shoes and too many layers when she got back, Max would probably try to make her do more schoolwork. She hated the lab.
“You can come back in two days, okay?” Jake offered, seeming to sense her mood. “I’ll even come pick you up, so you don’t have to wait for the slow-pokes. How does that sound?”
“Two days?” She whined, turning to glare up at Jake. He was looking forward, too high up for her to be seen, so she tugged sharply on his hair.
“Hey, it’s not— “ He cut himself off as he finally peered down at her, eyes suddenly widening. She wondered if he saw something down below, behind her. But, no, he was staring at her like he’d never seen her before.
“Jake?” She asked, features morphing from angry to scared.
He seemingly snapped out of it as his Ikran jerked below him, startling him back from whatever had happened. Spider, as emotional as most six-maybe-seven year olds were, was already starting to cry, startled from whatever had come over the man.
“Are y— you mad at me?” She mumbled, tears starting to drip down her cheeks. “Are you gonna— are you gonna tell everyone I— I— I can’t go back to the forest?”
A big hand reached up, as if to brush away tears. Unable to breech the mask, Jake settled for pulling her closer, trusting his steed to keep them steady.
“No, I’m not mad.” He assured, cupping the back of her head with one hand. “It’s okay, I’m sorry, it’s okay.”
By the time they landed, Spider had mostly stopped crying. Jake carried the girl inside, peeling off the mask and setting her down once they’d been through the airlock. Max was waiting near the door, frowning at the tear tracks on the girl’s face. Eclipse was still hours away, meaning everyone expected Spider to be gone for hours to come.
“Is everything alright?” He asked, scanning the little human for injuries.
“I— “ Spider cut herself off, feeling like she was about to start crying again. Instead, she justs shook her head, running towards her room.
She ended up crying in bed for another few minutes until she felt better, sure that Jake was already gone by the time she got back up. But, she’d been wrong.
She hated the feel of the shoes trapping her toes, making her always quiet footsteps loud as she crept towards the lab. She hated socks and dresses and most of all, shoes. But, she also hated when people were angry at her and she really wanted to ask Max for a hug. And some food, ‘cause she hadn’t gotten lunch yet and she was too short to reach the rehydrator buttons.
As she neared the lab door, she heard voices echoing into the hallways. The door was always closed to the lab, but she must’ve left it open on accident when she’d ran away.
“I feel like such an asshole.” That was Jake’s voice.
“What even happened out there, man?” Max asked, voice quiet. “Spider barely even cried when she broke her arm.”
“She furrowed her brow and I swear, it was like I was staring at Him again.” Jake groaned. “The next thing I know, she’s crying and it’s her again. But, I . . . “
“Quaritch is dead. And Spider is nothing like— “
“I know that, Max. But, I just . . . it’s just hard, sometimes.”
Max sighed. “It’s hard for all of us. I mean, every day she looks more and more like . . . like both of them.” Spider had snuck back into her room before she could hear anything more. But, the words had stuck with her. It was the first time she’d heard anyone talk about her like that, but it wasn’t the last.
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spnfic85 · 11 months
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Off Limits Ch. 4
Warnings: Language, fluff (?) (define... fluff), Personal Body Image Struggles, smut, unprotected sex
Author's Note: Ah yes... that place where I'm supposed to apologize for my failure to ever commit to anything in a timely manner... 🥲
(*goblin screeching in the background "Well, I REFUSE!!" *)
No- Actually- My bad guys. I fuckin suck and I had writer's block/the big sad to all hell.
As always, this is not beta read, forgive my typos pls. I love you all!
Please Please PLEASE send me ideas to write... Shoot it by me, and if I feel like I have a confident enough grasp on the lore/history, I'll give it a shot! (A girl also knows how to research fandoms yaknow xD)
Pairing(s): 
Sam Winchester x Plus-Sized Female Reader 
Dean Winchester x Plus-Sized Female Reader
Words: 2.8k
Summary: WHAT HAVE WE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR???? Thank you writer's block for finally allowing Y/N to climb that big ole giant we all like to call Sammy 🥰
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~ There was an obvious need simmering under his stare, the man standing before you both was promising something you couldn’t even say you were sure you could keep up with, but the hammering in your chest and the butterflies in your stomach both told you that you were ready and willing to take it on. ~
Sam excused himself while you were flushed crimson, allowing Dean some time for a bit more aftercare and the shower you both found yourself tangled in just an hour later. By the time you left your bedroom, you smelled of Dean’s alpine body wash mixed with your favorite Bath and Bodyworks spray while crimson love bites bloomed across your throat and shoulder. Dean’s mission had been to obscure the ugly fingerprints left behind, while making a bold and clear statement upon your later return to the bar.
You liked the way yours and Dean’s scents seemed to marry into one, and bit your lip wondering what you’d smell like after a morning like that with Sammy… You flitted down the back staircase, your dishes in tow, and turned directly into the solid tower of a man you were wondering about.
Sammy moved quickly, catching the tray and contents while maneuvering to catch you up against the pantry door. You gasped in surprise before flushing red again, “I- I’m so sorry! I wasn’t paying attention; did I break anything?” You worried and reached for the tray in Sammy’s hands. He only moved the tray to one hand while the other ghosted over your hip.
“I’m okay, are you?? You’re not hurt, are you?” He asked intently, eyes flickering to your lips and back to your eyes, “You gotta be more careful Princess…” he murmured softly. Your heart galloped at the endearment, and you bit your lip as you felt your entire body react to this man. What was it the Winchesters held over you? Were they gods?!?
“I will.” You squeaked out. Sam smiled slightly then, seeming to be pleased with your reply, before moving his hand to your face and dipping his head down to ghost his lips across yours. Having him so close had memories of the night prior flooding your mind, his bergamot and spice scent engulfing you. You licked your lips, only hesitating a millisecond, before you stood up just a bit more on your tip toes and pressed your lips to his.
The groan that rumbled through his chest told you all you needed to know. Sam has been holding back… giving you space… You heard the tray clatter a bit as Sam pushed it on the sideboard in the hall before framing your face with both hands and deepening the kiss.
His teeth nibbled at your bottom lip, tongue teasing and asking for more. Your sigh was almost breathed in by him, as he pressed you against the pantry door and took from you what was his. Your fingers laced up along the nape of his neck before you mewled into his mouth as Sammy ground his hips into you before breaking from your lips but staying close.
“Why is it so hard to think around you…?” He asked curiously, “Princess, I haven’t slept I’ve been thinking so much about you… I was so scared you were going to be gone today…” His ability to be vulnerable with you was always something you adored in Sammy, and now- those puppy dog eyes broke your heart.
“I’d never just up and leave… I just needed some time to think…” You murmured, “It helped having Dean fill in the blanks though.” You smiled and he chuckled,
“I’m sure he filled in a lot for you.” He grinned wickedly and kissed your forehead when you smacked his arm. “No really- Dean’s always been better about feelings and… words. I should have just been honest with you last night before ever moving to the bedroom… I’m sorry Y/N…”
You ran your fingers through Sam’s hair, tucking it behind his ear and smiling, “Thank you for apologizing, it was so confusing last night…” You admitted quietly, “I felt like the butt of a bad joke honestly…” Sam’s face dropped a bit and he looked ashamed,
“I could never make you feel like that… You will and always will be my Princess… Spoiled, but a princess none the less.” He winked and kissed you once more on the lips gently before stepping back to let you balance on your own feet again.
Sammy was helpful with dishes and prepping lunch, his hands only wandering in passing, lips grazing your bare shoulder as he unnecessarily reached over you to put away things. The man was teasing you to no end, but the prodding member that grazed your bottom when he leaned up against you assured that the torment was not one-sided. You wriggled your hips against him and smiled back at the soft hiss that came from his lips.
“Be careful baby… I wanna make our first time together special, but I’m not partial to bending you over on the kitchen island right here…” He smirked at you when you bit your lip and flushed red hot. The crimson climbed down your throat and bloomed across your breasts and shoulders. Sammy chuckled at your reaction before stepping back some when he twitched needily against you.
After lunch, you found yourself with nothing to do, Dean elbows deep in some junker car Bobby kept on the side of the house, and Sammy busy in the back yard tackling whatever moved in under the deck. You eyed both men from your spot under the corner of the deck itself and decided both tasks were above your pay-grade. There was no way you were going to accidentally break something in that old thing, and there was an even lesser possibility you were crawling under this deck to whatever momma possum was soon to choose Sammy as the enemy.
You decided to go back in the house, grabbing your Bluetooth speaker, a bucket with rags and cleaners, and the broom and mop, before heading up to the top floor. The boys both knew your routine: start at the top of the house and work your way down. You knew the bathrooms needed attention, along with the additional spare bedroom upstairs. It was dusty, and there was no guessing if it would ever be needed, but your allergies were going to never forgive you if Dean turned that furnace on in a couple more weeks and that space hadn’t been dusted in time.
All too soon, you found yourself singing along to your playlist of choice and cleaning room to room. By the time you found your way through the guest room and your room, you heard Sam holler Dean’s name and the thuds of a very large man stuck under a deck with a very angry animal. You sighed and looked out the hall window down to the back yard.
Dean was sprinting across the yard to where Sam’s feet were hanging out the side of the deck kicking. He cursed, grabbed Sam’s feet, and yanked him free. Sammy’s hair was a mess, and you could tell from here he would need the first aid kit when he came in. You chuckled and sighed to yourself softly and gathered up your cleaning stuff and placing it in front of Dean’s bedroom door in the hall before stopping to grab said first aid kit under the bathroom sink and heading back downstairs.
You heard Dean laugh and mention calling Animal Control, while Sam admitted defeat, his voice trailing to the hall leading to his own bedroom. You padded down the stairs, smiling at a busy Dean on hold while his eyes crinkled at the sight of you with the kit. You pointed to Sam’s room, and he nodded, understanding what you were saying, before you continued. Sam had the master bed and bath (it was the only one large enough to fit his massive bed set, the BFG he was) and when you stepped in his bedroom, you could hear the shower running. The bathroom door was left open, and a clear silhouette of a very naked and wet Sam could be seen through the frosty glass of the shower door. Your mouth went dry as you realized, again, how amazingly stunning this man was, before clearing your throat to announce your arrival and knocking on the open bathroom door.
“Hey- it’s just me…” You called out, smiling weakly at Sam when he peeked over the glass door, “I thought you might have a bite or two you needed taken care of when you’re done.” You grinned a bit and Sam chuckled and shook his head.
“That momma possum was not messing around.” He laughed, “Thank you, Princess… I’m almost done, wait for me?” He asked. You nodded before finding your voice,
“Y-yeah, I can wait.” You answered awkwardly. There was something about Sammy that always turned you back into some fumbling schoolgirl with a crush and it was agonizing. Although Sam seemed to enjoy it, you wished you carried more alluring poise rather than fumbling cuteness…
“Where were you off to? I realized you weren’t in the back when I got out.” He spoke up, dragging you from your thoughts.
“Oh- I was cleaning upstairs. There’s no way I was helping with wild animals.” You teased back at him.
“Ah yes, Vampires are no problem, but Y/N draws the line at the territorial neighborhood possum.” His brow quirked and he laughed at your reaction. You scoffed and feigned offense before sitting back on the sink counter,
“Well, clearly my choice to not engage was much the wise.” You said loftily and stuck your nose in the air. The shower cut off and your head whipped back to Sam. The involuntary reaction you had to him standing there, naked, in front of you was sinful. Sam smirked and grabbed the towel hanging next to him and let you stare as he dried in front of you.
“Come here, Princess.” He commanded softly.
It was as if you had no control of yourself, as you hopped off the counter and walked directly towards him. You weren’t feeling out of control, but the rush of euphoria you got at his satisfied smirk made you desperate for him to command you again.
“You listen so well…” He smiled and dropped his towel to hold your plush hips. “Do you like to listen?” He asked, his voice a murmur for only the two of you to hear. You nodded, eye contact never breaking, “Words, baby girl.” He coaxed gently.
“Y-yes…” you shy and bite your lip. He smiled and dipped his head down to kiss you deeply, hands moving across your hips and up under your tank top.
“Can I take this off?” you nodded again at him, “Words baby…” he teased and nuzzled your neck, dripping water from his hair down your shoulder.
“Yes, you may.” You squeaked out and gasped as Sammy moved his fingers up your bare skin, nibbling at your throat, before stepping back and pulling your top off carefully. His eyes roved over your body, making you shy more and blush for him.
Sam continued to carefully take off each piece of clothing while his fingers and lips worshiped your skin, never breaking contact for longer than was needed to undress you. Once you were in nothing but your panties, Sammy led you to his bedroom, flipping the bathroom light back off. The blackout drapes were pulled tightly over the windows in his room, leaving an almost intimate silence from the rest of the world around the pair of you two. You pulled Sam back to your lips as you dragged him into his bed, thighs wide to pull him closer as your fingers laced again in his hair.  
Sam was eager and easily framed your body as he held himself over you, nibbling and kissing every inch of skin his lips could find while he never stopped gently rutting against your covered core. Everything about this man felt huge against you, and it was all you could do to not climax from friction alone.
You moaned softly when Sam took his attention to your breasts and easily took a nipple in his mouth, his large hand cupping the supple soft excess as your hips tilted up towards his.
“Please…” you begged, pulling his attention back to your face, eyes locking with yours, “Please Sammy…”
Sam groaned and crashed his lips into yours while his hand moved down your hips and gripped the band to your panties. He only broke his touch to sit back and pull them down your legs and stare down at you hungrily only a moment before crawling back up to your lips and finding them with his.
“Anything you don’t like, anything hurts, you tell me. You tell me and I promise to stop immediately.” He murmured gently, making sure you understand that you can stop this at any point.
“Yes sir…” You tease and you watch his gaze darken with need.
“Princess, be careful.” He groaned while his hand moved between the two of you and teased your wet folds with his thumb, “Look how wet you are for me…” he murmured, more to himself than to you. As he lined himself up to your core, he watched you carefully as he slowly pressed his girth into you.
Your eyes widened at the sheer size, and you moan softly as Sam’s thumb finds its way back to your bud, drawing small circles as he worked his way into you, brows scrunched in concentration.
Where you thought you’d be sore, your body only openly accepted him. He groaned again as he worked the final length into you, your core warm and tight around him.
 “Fuck princess, fuck…” Sam cursed and kissed you softly before carefully pulling his length out and swiftly impaling you again. The moan that escaped from your lips was pure bliss to Sam’s ears. You clung to Sam’s shoulders as he continued to tease you while he carried slow, methodical thrusts into you.
“Please Sammy…” You moaned again, pressing your hips up against him, “Please…”
“Please what, baby? Tell me what you need.” He coaxed, his hips never stuttering, even while your walls fluttered as your climax ebbed closer and closer.
You moaned in frustration, him stopping you from making him move any faster, “Please fuck me hard… I want to cum so bad, please Sammy…” You begged and mewled as your legs shook while his thumb pressed down more on your sensitive bud and rolled the wet mess.
“Sound so sexy begging for my cock, Princess…” He moaned praise as his hips thrust deeper, the pace slowly picking up to match his thumb. His hair hung damp along his face, draping the world around you both as his eyes roved over your body, watching you swallow his girth so well.
You felt the tell-tale pressure in your belly of a climax finally coming to fruition, back arching as your walls clenched down on him as wave over wave washed through your body. Sam groaned loudly and moved the hand teasing you, to pull your leg up, hooking your foot on his shoulder and picking up the pace to fuck himself into you, hard.
You were a babbling mess, clinging to the sheets around your head, as Sam panted, lost in this moment with you. “So fuckin’ beautiful,” he groaned while looking down upon the mess he’d made of you under him and grabbed the headboard for leverage, “Shit- Princess tell me where...” He muttered urgently.
“Wherever you want Sammy,” you panted and moaned, enjoying the angle he hit your spot. Sam cursed softly and pulled out the last millisecond, covering your mound in his cum. You watched with a pleased look on your face and wiggled your hips back up when you saw the look on his face fighting pressing his still hard member into the mess.
Sam kissed you deeply, ignoring the fact that he could continue if he wanted, choosing to pay attention to you instead. His kisses littered down your throat, darkening marks from Dean as he went, before stopping and looking down over you.
“Never in my life did I think I’d get to see you like this.” He murmured bemused.
“Naked and well fucked?” You teased with a wink.
He chuckled at you and shook his head, “That, yes, but so much more… I never thought I’d get to see you like this because of me.” He admitted.
This tore your heart. Both boys denied themselves something so simple, and for what? Your dignity? Your internal voice scoffed to itself. No... This man before you and his brother would never feel that way again… Not if you had anything to do about it.
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violivs · 2 months
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NMTDaily: VOX POPS
- Hi all! I’m going to be rewatching along with TCWs NMTDaily and making posts about each episode, or as many as I can (I might miss some, but I hope not!)
- I want to start by saying thank you again to The Candle Wasters for making my favorite thing. Just, the amount of joy and creative fulfillment and friendship and delight I’ve gotten from this show and this fandom is still unmatched. Thank you so much for making it and sharing it. The love and care and skill with which NMTD was made still shines through and I’m still so awed by it. I think I was probably somewhat overdramatic about my reactions to Lolilo in places where you, TCW, could see, on my main blog, and you didn’t deserve that. I really hope I didn’t send you any aggressive asks about it, or make you uncomfortable in any way. I’m a little afraid I did, but I don’t know for sure. If I did, I apologize. I’m older and more mature now, I promise. I hope you’re all doing so very well now!
- I didn’t realize until today that Project I: VOX POPS was posted first, before any other video in the series. I didn’t start watching NMTD until right around the time Benedick’s first Q&A video was posted, so I binged the first chunk of episodes around that time. It will be interesting to watch them at a slower pace this time!
- I am immediately overwhelmed with warm fuzzies at seeing these characters again. They’re such babies! I love them!
- I never made a post about this, but Ben’s first line being about how he shares a (differently spelled) name with a Pope is both a great first line for him on a character level since he starts as kind of a cocky overconfident asshole (a cover for his soft sensitive insides) AND it’s evidence for my theory that he’s probably Catholic, but lapsed/non-practicing/maybe agnostic or atheist solely because I WILL keep projecting parts of me onto this character, it’s just what I do at this point. Other evidence: he has a confirmation name. We don’t get his full name til Lolilo, but still. And he’s partly Scottish, which can account for the fact that English people usually are not Catholic.
- “you need to imitate an eagle, that’ll scare them away!” That’s Ben’s second line and first bird reference! Already! Wow.
- The favorite band question! Mumford and Sons! Fife and the Drums! Sheep Dog and Wolf! The LORE! The REFERENCES! We’re already off to the races.
- “I don’t need chat-up lines” Beatrice I love you , and you have no idea what’s coming.
- I forgot about Beatrice’s Favorite T-Shirts Ranking System lol
- Extremely funny that Ben says bananas are his favorite food and then he goes on to become synonymous with mangoes instead. Sorry, buddy, you will always be Mango Skin Boy to us. xD
- I forgot how delightful Dogberry and Verges are in this episode
- “that you would leave me” oh Meg. Oh honey. Oh no.
- I’ve seen nine seasons of Doctor Who and only five episodes of Game of Thrones since 2014. Sorry Bea, I side with Ben on this one. And I’ve seen one season of Community. I’m slowly hacking away at the list of media referenced in nmtd that I need to watch!
- love it will not betray you, dismay or enslave you, it will set you free! ❤️
- Balthazar plays every instrument, of course.
- Bea must not have an ear for music if she hated that question enough to force Ursula on-camera so she doesn’t have to answer it… Unless Ursula asked her something else she didn’t want to answer! Lol
- Ben makes me cringe so hard a couple times this episode. And yet I still love him. To be fair, that’s just every Benedick at the start of Much Ado, though. The cringy lines are completely in character.
- I decided to save the full story of how I discovered NMTD for whenever the NMTDaily email for Ben’s first Q&A episode goes out, because then it will actually be ten years almost to the day since I started watching. But I’m so impatient and excited to tell the story!
- It’s amazing how back then, these kids were my contemporaries and the Lizzie Bennet Diaries cast felt impossibly old compared to me. Now the NMTD kids are babies and I’m older than Lizzie Bennet! Trippy. It sure has been a nice ten years.
Until the next one! Happy NMTD Day, fellow flamangoes!
💖🥭🦩
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emeraldstorms · 1 year
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Hi! I'm pretty new to the DD fandom. I saw your post about Matt making up Mike. But people talk about him like he is real? Is this fanon? Is Mike made up or not? I feel kind of stupid to ask because everyone else seems to know what's going on lmao
Please, don’t feel stupid for not knowing 6 decades of comic books by heart.
I’ll try my best to summarize the “Tale of Mike Murdock” as far as my recollection of things allows. I’m sorry I can’t keep it super short because sometimes I need to point out how silly Matt is. Like, I love him, but what a dumbass. 
(DD fans feel free to correct me if I misremember something).
Okay, here it comes(dialogue paraphrased lol)
Not to sound like J. Jonah Jameson, but… this is all Spiderman’s fault. 
In the beginning, Spidey and DD had a rivalry going on. While both acknowledged that they were on the same side, they weren’t exactly fans of one another.
Spidey finds out Matt is DD. Of course, he isn’t gonna out him, but he also apparently can’t just do nothing, but has to let Matt know he knows. So he writes Matt a letter, basically saying “I know you’re DD, but your secret is safe with me” and sends said letter not to Matt’s house or something. No, he mails it to the law firm “Nelson and Murdock”.
In a not so surprising turn of events, Karen Page opens the letter. You know, managing her bosses’ mail as secretaries do. She reads it and tells Foggy about it. Foggy and Karen confront Matt.
Matt is then like “haha, stupid Spiderman! Confused me with my… um… twin brother Mike!”. He says this not only to Karen. No, he also says it to Foggy, who is his best friend since law school, has been to Matt’s childhood home and to his Dad's funeral without seeing hide or hair of a twin brother. 
So Foggy says, “You don’t have a twin brother.” 
Matt says, “Do too! He’s just a loner and also Daredevil.”
Karen and Foggy remain skeptical. But Matt has the advantage that his friends don’t know about his super senses yet. So when a man, looking like Matt but interacting with the world like a sighted person, appears, they do buy it. (It’s a 1960s comic book after all).
For a while Matt juggles his three identities, but at one point it becomes too much (especially the Matt-Karen-Mike triangle getting out of hand). So he fakes DD’s and thus Mike’s death. Then he’s like “Very sad. But my brother trained a successor to be DD in case of his death.” So he can go on being Daredevil, but no longer having to play Mike as well. And that was that for a while.
Anyway, since Matt is not only a dumbass but also a dork, he had a dossier about Mike. For reasons, the dossier got in the hands of Reader, a blind inhuman who has an ability called “Literary Manifestation” aka what he reads (in braille) becomes real. This works three times between two resting phases (with kind regards to DnD xD). So he reads the dossier about Mike and Mike manifests. For emergency cases, Reader has a braille note on his belt, spelling “erase”, but Mike senses the danger and flees before Reader can use the note.
Mike then kidnaps Foggy to get Matt to meet and talk to him. Afterwards, Matt feels it would be wrong to “kill” Mike and lets him go. 
Mike becomes a criminal - I’m not sure if because Matt created him as a “roguelike character” or because he has no other choice with not having any papers. So he joins a group of burglars at one point whose leader has a Norn stone. The burglars use it to open doors, make walls disappear etc, but Mike steals it and uses it to change reality.
So far he is real only for himself, but he changes the world so people remember him, his mother, his brother, childhood friends etc.
TLDR: Mike was just a fake identity of Matt, but now he is real because of inhuman power and a norn stone 
I hope this helps and you’re a bit less confused. <3
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Can I just ramble a little because I got so excited finding your blog! (All those notifications of someone liking your posts are probably all from me, sorry)
Anyway! I was very excited because this fandom is rife with Zu.tara and I don’t ship that! I just want my little corner to sit in where there’s no shipping wars or ridiculously bad takes on characters (I’m so demanding I know, how could I ever expect something so impossible from the internet). This is from someone who likes Zuko btw, he’s a good character and his redemption arc is one of the best done redemption stories ever I think.
I just don’t understand why it’s so popular. There’s nothing wrong with people wanting to ship these characters, it’s just they find a way to bring it into everything! Oh, here’s a cute post about Appa and Momo? Not anymore! Boom, ZK shippers crawling over the reblogs to scream about Aang! Oh, you like this fan art of Toph and Aang hugging after the wars over? Nuh-uh, now you gotta deal with the shippers in the notes! Type in literally any character and the first result will always be something about that damned ship! The ship itself I don’t have (much) of a problem with, it’s the fandom that annoy me!
But then I found your blog which is a relief! There are still a few of us on tumblr with some sanity left lol. I don’t know, I just struggle to get behind ZK, especially because in the ATLA universe, 16 (Zukos age) is considered marrying age and Katara is obviously younger than that (it’s also why I don’t skip KA, they both need a little time to grow some more and 12 is too young for dating imo). That’s not the only reason I don’t ship it, mind, but it does play a part. People will hate on Kat.aang and say the age gap is too much but then turn around a ship the guy who hunted Katara and her family for nearly three seasons and be like “this age gap is fine”
I’m probably not making much sense sorry I just needed a rant
Hey, rants about being annoyed at zutarians are always welcomed here. Even some zutara shippers do it, why shouldn't you? XD
I will say that I don't agree that 14 or even 12 is "too young" to start dating. It's literally around the time kids are in the middle of, or about to finish, puberty. It is THE age range most people start having crushes, kisses, and yes, relationships. It's not gonna be the same as romance between two older teens/young adults, but it's perfectly normal and happens literally every day.
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requested by ; anonymous (17/05/23) [1/2]
fandom(s) ; hetalia
fandom masterlist(s) ; here
character(s) ; romano vargas
outline ; “hullo!! This is for UCN!! Don’t see much Hetalia content here so let’s change that shall we >:3 I’d like some relationship headcanons for Romano :D he’s so skrunkly and I love him so much (and also someone made a “most attractive guy in Hetalia” competition here and Romano’s beating the absolute shit out of every dude he’s up against xD) If it’s not too much to ask maybe we can have sfw + nsfw? 🥺 (I’m 21!! Sorry if that’s weird-)”
warning(s) ; none, just fluff!
he’s incredibly protective of you and isn’t afraid to cuss anyone out that gets too close to you
he also tries to fight them but he isn’t the best fighter and usually ends up coming out of the scuffle with more bruises and cuts than he went in with
appreciates the calm domestic aspects of your relationship, even if he won’t verbally admit it
but you can tell by the way he hums whilst making you both a home cooked meal, or the way he relaxes when you cuddle up on the settee after a long day
not big on pda by any means, at most interlocking elbows with you or placing a hand on the small of your back
though he is incredibly affectionate in private and has no qualms with cuddling, kissing, complimenting or making out with you at home
despite outward appearances, he’s incredibly patient with you and he’s an excellent teacher — especially if you want to learn to cook some of the local foods from his home or if you want to learn his native language
his favourite pet names for you are: ‘vita mia’ and ‘cuore mio’
he’ll turn bright red if you kiss him on the cheek in public or if you use any italian pet names for him
he doesn’t talk about you much with others because he’s incredibly protective of you — the only exceptions being with women (usually to brag about you) or his brother feliciano (because he knows he’ll get bugged to hell and back if he doesn’t)
he will go absolutely ballistic if spain or germany go anywhere near you
loves seeing you in his clothes and will intentionally leave his white button ups around the house in the hopes of you ‘stealing’ them
will research your current interests independently to ask you about them — vehemently denying doing so if you ask him about it
prefers to be the big spoon when you cuddle and won’t fall asleep until he’s sure that you’ve drifted off
will only say he loves you in italian because he gets too flustered by the idea of saying it in english as he worries about others hearing him be soft
when you first met he was extremely flirty and extremely good at flustering you — this almost stops once you’ve become an established couple, but his flirty nature never really goes away
he takes lots of pictures of you but the only pictures of himself that he has are ones of the both of you — he doesn’t hate having his picture taken, though, he just doesn’t think about doing it much
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chubs-deuce · 7 days
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Hi, fellow writer/artist here! This is about your recent post about struggling with your writing, and I found that I had a lot to say and I didn’t want to clog up the comment section, I hope it’s alright that I sent it this way, and if its too long or not helpful, my apologies XD
My number one tip: there are no rules! Writing is fun time! It’s kids finger painting with words! Its emotions! It’s characters we love, and stories our hearts or brains or some other parts of us wanna tell! Always lean into what sounds the most fun when you’re stuck! Even if you never use it! <3
In my experience, some writing is better than no writing when you feel like it's not good. Sometimes to get out of being stuck I find it best to just keep typing, even if it stops making sense, or i hit enter twice and start rattling off a new scene or a different story entirely! Sometimes I will literally just type ‘why does writing feel so hard. This feeelsss dumb blah blah blahblahblah fuuuuuck fuuuuuuuuuuuck why do I feel so stuck -’ And so on until eventually my brain thinks of something else haha – literally just a brain dump. Type any random word that comes to mind. Sometimes I just open a clean document and go at it with this, you can always copy paste anything remotely relevant that may come out of it somewhere else later.
The rewrite loop is a hard one, I find that when I'm stuck in that space, sometimes taking a step back and just literally making a bullet point list of the scenes and/or what I want to accomplish really helps! Recently I also started going through and highlighting certain passages or concepts in the document that are poignant to the themes or vibes of the story/ that I wanna circle back around to in some way. Its been helping me keep things a bit more consistent in terms of emotion, and has helped a lot with ‘scene-block’. Bc instead of being like ‘uhhhh okay what now?’ I can always look back through the highlights and see what needs to be carried through more – or it can spark a new idea from thinking over how to get to that specific point you want to reach!
Sometimes when writing feels too daunting to me I’ll literally just tell myself “that’s okay. You don’t have to write. You can do literally anything else.” And sometimes just that, the verbal removal of the pressure, can loosen things up – especially if I do want to be writing. But sometimes, you really just do need a break from it. Picking up another hobby to fill writing time when I’m burnt out really helps me out!
I’ve taken months away from all sorts of writing projects before (both fan work and personal) bc there was just a block. And it sucks. I’m really sorry you’ve been dealing with this, it’s such a frustrating experience.
Honestly, sometimes writing can help you work through something IRL, but other times I find that sometimes the writing has to wait until I’ve hit a certain milestone personally. There’s a project of mine I pick up maybe once a year. Maybe. Because it just can’t have what I need it to until I sort some of those personal things out in my own life.
I’ve also noticed how much your Charlastor Fankid AU has taken off (Love Dawn btw), and you expressed recently how you’ve been feeling overwhelmed by the amount of asks/etc with the executive dysfunction of it all (same btw) (I’m also the person from the comment on that - hi lol). I wouldn’t be surprised if some of those pressure-feelings you’ve expressed have bled over into your other WIPs, pls be kind to yourself <3
Think how long people waited for Hazbin content from Viv, or any other number of indie-origin fandoms. When people love an idea or a style or any other number of things, the people it resonates with are happy to give the person or people behind it time. You can tell when someone enjoys making things. When something is made with that passionate spark. I want you to know that your posts really do have that. I can tell how much love you have to give through your work. People who like your stuff aren’t going to disappear if you need to take a minute to breathe, you know? I know the world we live in, and the faux-perfection of the internet can make us creatives feel like we need to be machines, but it’s not true. We’re people. And other decent folks will be happy to respect that!
Creativity and how we express it is very personal, and everyone’s process is different, so I can only really speak from my own perspective here, but you’re doing great. Your work is amazing, and I hope your writer’s block clears up soon!
I hope this message doesn’t come off weird in any way, with this massive message out of ‘nowhere’, my heart just really went out to you on this from one writer and artist to another. I also sent this as an ask bc for some reason sending a DM this long felt weird given that we haven't really spoken before.
Good luck with everything! Always here if you need another creative person to complain to or chat with LOL
- Lizzie
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sobbing, this actually made me so (positively) emotional man-
Thank you so so so much for taking the time to type all this out and reach out like this, it honestly means the world from me, especially since your ask here really is oozing with empathy and care in ways that surprisingly hit me in the feels pretty good???
I'm sorry I didn't respond to this sooner but I kind of couldn't muster the energy to give it the kind of response it deserves that wasn't just senseless keysmashing sdkjhsdkjfh
what's wack about my particular kind of writer's block is that I'm more than happy to ramble on and on about Dawn and my ideas for her story in asks etc, but to make a coherent story of it feels like an undoable feat somehow?
I've always had a knack for piecing together a plot out of thin air or based on next to nothing to go off of, but it's actually putting it into a consumable format that I always, ALWAYS get hung up on, and it bothers me to no end :'3
Your reassuring words genuinely really help a lot in soothing my fears of, well, I guess irrelevancy?
I do ultimately write for myself, but I can't help but feel like there's a ticking clock in the back of my brain that tells me I need to make something consumable before the "fad" around Dawn especially passes and most people that would've cared about a fic about her have already moved on, if that makes sense?
It's a stupid amount of pressure to put on myself and maybe even sounds kind of arrogant, but I do thrive off of seeing people react to and think out loud about things I'm passionate about - it's a connection, a communication of sorts, something I'll never not desperately crave.
I've been having so much fun with Dawn and the story surrounding her and I couldn't be happier that people are so engaging with what I put out in turn! So much so that a part of me dreads seeing when that will come to an end ^^"
I'll keep trying though, and keep doing what I love <3
Again, thank you so much for taking the time to reach out like this, a lot of this is something I definitely needed to hear and words can't express how much I sincerely appreciate it ;w;
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