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hunchcurios · 2 years
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BEST DEATH IN PARADISE CHARACTER AWARDS! I’LL CLOSE THE VOTE ON SATURDAY! RESULTS WILL BE POSTED ON MY TWITTER ACC!!
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blvvdk3ep · 10 months
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it's been one of these days
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wisdomssdaughterr · 11 months
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forever thinking of a stranger things x spider man au
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starks-hero · 8 months
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4k followers celebration!
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Lads, I'm honestly a little speechless. I never thought I'd reach this milestone and yet here we are. Thank you so much for 4k followers!
I thought I'd do a little something to celebrate so from tomorrow the 19th till the 26th I'll be taking you all to dinner at the ritz! For the next week feel free to fill my inbox with your orders:
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> A Very Alcoholic Breakfast: ask me anything, this or that, fmk, opinions, advice, rants etc.
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> Dining at the Ritz: send a request and I'll write a letter to you from your chosen character! (who I write for) You can include specific themes if you'd like, maybe you're struggling with something in particular or maybe you just need a little pick me up. You can also let me know if you're okay with the letter being posted to the blog or if you'd rather me send it to you privately.
> Eccles Cakes for Dessert: Ask me about upcoming fics for certain characters and I'll spill some of my plans or share snippets of upcoming stories.
Thank you all so much for the support you've shown me, I can't wait to celebrate the coming week! <3
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wdillustration · 2 months
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Nothing suits better than a couple of Friends hang around at the park together... HAPPY VALENTINES' DAY!!!
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rawsmackdownnxtdivas · 7 months
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NXT Women's Breakout Tournament
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schadentekkers · 6 months
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meet cute - tasm!peter parker x reader
summary - meet cute, noun: an amusing or charming first encounter between two characters that leads to the development of a romantic relationship between them.
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“Sorry, sorry, sorry, I know I’m late” Peter opened his mouth but was quickly beaten to the task of speaking. “My meeting ran over and then Lydia called – have you heard from her? She had another fight with Tom. How those two live together will never cease to amaze me. Have you ordered yet? I think I fancy the spaghetti today”
There was a startled pause as she lifted her gaze. “You’re not Jane”
Peter gaped at the woman before him. Throughout her tirade, she’d hung her jacket across the back of her chair, unfolded her napkin and smoothed it over her lap, picked up a menu and browsed the wine options – of which there were many fine, albeit alarmingly expensive choices – all without looking at him.
Now, however, her attention was unwaveringly, unnervingly fixed on his face. His confused, perhaps understandably flustered face.
“No, no I’m not”
She half-winced, half-smiled. “Yeah, I can see that”
“Sorry” He laughed; the sound small but only a little awkward.
“Sorry? I believe I’m the one who stormed over to your table and ambushed you” Carefully, she picked the napkin from her lap, retracing the steamed folds and laying it neatly between the cutlery. “This is Jane and I’s table. I was in such a flap I didn’t even notice”
His brow lowered, but his smile remained intact. “A flap?”
“If you couldn’t tell, I’m somewhat stressed” Embarrassment warred with intrigue as she shifted in her seat, out of place but not unwelcome.
“Nah, you’re breezing through it”
She laughed, seemingly despite herself as she gathered her belongings. Peter held her gaze when she stood, maybe for a beat too long.
“Right – I should, I should go find Jane and leave you to whatever you were doing”
“I’m meeting my aunt – got some big news to share” He frowned, but her lips twitched at his ramblings.
“Well, good luck”
“Thanks” He should have let her walk away. Peter knew that. Should have let himself become an embarrassing anecdote but. But he didn’t want to. He wanted more of that smile, and laugh, and those bright eyes. “So, spaghetti’s the dish to order?”
She hummed her assent, pressing forward onto her toes before letting herself rock back onto her heels. “Goes really well – too well – with the Spanish red”
Peter winced on instinct. Her smile rushed to soothe him.
“I’ll admit, its pricey but, coincidentally, it’s also to die for, so” A huff of laughter pushed past her lips as her gaze bounced away from his, shy. “Plus, you’ve got big news to share. Surely that’s worth celebrating”
Warmth flooded his stomach at the thought of this beautiful stranger believing he deserved nice things. Pinpricks of heat pinked his checks, colouring him with flustered satisfaction.
“And if the big news is bad?” He needed to stop talking. To let her walk away. But he really like the brightness in her eyes, the dip of her chin as she settled under his gaze.
“Then you definitely need it to aid your woes” Peter laughed, enamoured already, and begging himself not to be. “And, y’know, if you drink enough of it, you’ll forget the crazy woman who hijacked your evening”
“Not crazy”
“No?”
“Nah, just having a flap” Her laugh was high, catching in her chest. The fabric of her jacket bunched beneath her fingers as they twisted into the fabric meanly, pulling it further over the cradle of her arm.
“I’ll have to take your word for it –“
“Peter,” he supplied quickly, eyes following the dip in her smile, the creases it sketched around her eyes. Her smile lines were pushing him firmly over the edge, his heart stuttering a happy rhythm in his chest.
Shy under his appraisal, an embarrassed huff shifted the hair around her face. A spark of courage sent her gaze back to his. “Hi”
A quiet snort of laughter disrupted his response. The pink of his cheeks spread to his ears. Thank god May was late. “Hi”
The call of her name pulled her attention away, a glance cast over her shoulder. Peter found himself adrift without the shy quirk of her smile, the soft lilt of her voice.
“I should probably head over –”
“Would you – sorry” He winced at the interruption, far too out of practice for what he was about to attempt. “How would you feel about assisting a novice, such as myself, in their exploration of a menu you appear to be an expert of?”
Her teeth pressed into the plush swell of her bottom lip. A new surge of warmth flooded his cheeks.
“Well, given that you’re obviously in desperate need of guidance,” Laughing at her own performance, she inched closer to the table. “I could take pity of you, give you a proper tour of the menu. Friday work for you?”
“Friday’s good”
“Great”
“Great,” Peter parroted her happily, a giddiness bubbling in his chest.
The call of her name was louder this time, impatient, if a little bemused. Her eyes widened dramatically, embarrassed but bright with joy as she scribbled onto a scrap of paper before sliding it across the table. A messy loop of numbers below her name and not one but two kisses. He flushed with pleasured. Not quite sure why this pretty girl kept offering him such bright smiles and her number but equally unwilling to question it.
Spinning on her heel a touch too quickly, she rushed into the path of a waiter, close to toppling the burden of plates in his arms. A ramble of stumbled apologies tumbled from her lips, her smile turning to a grimace as she risked a glance over her shoulder at Peter.
Unable to contain the bubble of laughter in his chest, Peter mouthed “A flap”, his hands fluttering in front of him in a ridiculous imitation that pushed the apples of her cheeks back into a happy smile.
“What in god’s name are you doing?”
Hands falling to the table with a thud that was a little too loud to cover easily, Peter met May’s eye with a grin that was far too wide and buoyant to be explained away.
He was really, really looking forward to Friday.
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themistymountainscold · 10 months
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spiderdads reminds me so much of ouizzy
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moriartyyouwhore · 2 years
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good morning to the icons that headcanon Peter Parker as autistic, the borderline deities that know Dean Winchester is trans, the stars who use he/they for Izzy Hands, and absolutely no one else 💕
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Stede and Ed are a fem 4 fem couple and that fact drives Izzy insane
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Parker Winston
For @gashface #ts4SHINE: A SIMS 4 MODELING COMPETITION
🪦🐈‍⬛🦇🕷🖤💣🌑🏴‍☠️
This is Parker. He's genderfluid, but prefers he/him and sometimes they/them. He grew up in a small, very religious town where being queer and loud weren't acceptable things. Being both, he decided to head for Seattle when he was old enough. He's an artist, and has dabbled in anything creative he can get his hands on, from drag to tattooing to graffiti, he's done it all! Self expression is the most important thing in the world to him and he shows that in his style, his art, and his hair dye. And though he likes to cling to his heavy grunge and emo styles, he's never met a color he didn't like, or a pattern he wasn't willing to serve with all his heart. "If I had to describe myself, it would be if like Barbie was in The Crow instead of Brandon Lee." - Parker
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jamoche · 6 months
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One of the rules of Leverage is you never see Parker enter a room. She's just there, mysteriously.
Now consider how many times someone walks into a cabin on the Revenge and Izzy is just there, mysteriously.
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annab-nana · 2 years
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very fitting as i could barely see the prompts bcs i’m crying over heartstopper but '' need a shoulder to cry on? '' with peter pls 🙏
omg i still need to watch/read that!!
warnings: silk!reader, proofread once, slightly suggestive (mentions of a sexual connection)
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you sat on the roof's edge, suited feet dangling over as you stared at the ground. your life had changed drastically in the last year. one stupid field strip. one stupid spider. one stupid peter parker. you didn't ask for this life, but you felt too guilty when you sat at home because as peter said to tony stark once, "and then the bad things happen, they happen because of you."
“not much action for you either?” you heard peter ask when he landed behind you on the rooftop after swinging in. the simple shake of your head and slump of your shoulders answered his question as he walked over to sit next to you.
you were nearly quiet all of the time in the last year peter had truly known you. before the fateful spider bite, your laughter could be heard from the opposite end of the hallway. you used to be so carefree and jubilant, but now, you were in your head constantly and silent most of the time.
it was nice to have peter who knew what it was like, but at the very beginning, that wasn’t the case. with the bite came disruptions in both of your hormones to the point where you couldn’t be near each other without the desperate painful need to jump each other’s bones. thankfully though, bruce had concocted a serum of sorts to abate that so you could be near him and behave yourself.
“what’s going on in that head of yours?” peter inquired before watching you lean back to look directly up at the sky.
“too much,” you muttered with a sigh while peter copied your actions to lay beside you. his red and blue suit was a stark contrast to your white and black one.
he figured you didn’t want to talk when you didn’t elaborate so his eyes moved from you to the sky. it was then that you spoke again.
“friends suck.”
that threw him for a loop. as far as he knew, you didn’t talk to your friends often for what he assumed was to protect them. again, he waited for elaboration on your part for a moment before he opened his mouth to ask for it, only for you to beat him to it.
“i found out that charlie was dared to make me fall in love with him and then break up with me so that’s why he was always flirting with me which doesn’t bother me too bad since were weren’t even that close. what really gets me is that madison, someone i considered to be a close friend, was the one to put my feelings on the line and dared him to do it because she thought i said that i liked him when i really said marley from sixth period.”
“so i dropped them a while ago but i miss them, you know? like i missing having people to talk to and hang out with. i miss having someone that i felt comfortable enough to talk to about anything and everything or whenever i need-“ you cut yourself off when you felt yourself getting emotional over the topic, knowing peter could feel it too. banner’s serum may have dulled the sexual urge between you both but you could still feel each other. it was like you were connected forever due to that spider.
“need a shoulder to cry on?” he spoke up, finishing up your sentence but also offering to be there for you. you didn’t even nod to answer his question. you just took off your mask hastily so you could breathe better—no one could see you up here anyway—and hid your face in his shoulder. you let out everything that had been bothering you over the past year from your shitty friends to your life being turned upside down arachnid-style.
peter could feel it all. his chest hurt not only because your pain that sat there, but because he sympathized and hurt for you as well. he’d be lying if he said his own eyes didn’t get misty as he consoled you.
you’d also be lying if you said it didn’t feel incredibly nice to be in peter’s arms. the trail his hand followed as he rubbed up and down your back was comforting but also made you feel hot. his soft low hums were gentle and made you realize you really liked the sound of his voice. you felt his throat vibrating against your skin through the thin lycra of his suit. you’d been complaining about crappy friends when you had the best person in the world in front of you.
“peter?” you called, voice broken and breaking peter’s heart even further.
“yeah?” he hummed as he looked down at your sad eyes.
“thank you.” your voice sounded so sweet, soft, and innocent and he loved every bit of it.
“of course,” he started with a grin you couldn’t see but could feel, “what are friends for?”
hearing him call himself your friend filled your chest with a pleasant warmth you were sure he was feeling as well. you felt that warmth heat up further when you smiled at him, unsure if that extra heat was from yourself or him.
you dropped your head back down to rest in the junction where his shoulder and neck met and made yourself comfortable there. charlie, madison, and any of your other friends didn’t matter because you had peter and he was more than you could ever need or want.
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wdillustration · 7 months
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A recent sketch that I've made before the end of September, just a few characters lying down reading tons of books of their own interests... Hope u like this!!!
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rawsmackdownnxtdivas · 7 months
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NXT Women's Breakout Tournament competitors:NXT 10/3/23
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