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myveryownfanfiction · 1 year

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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @freddiefredfive, @writingkitten, @verysmolnerd

warnings: swearing, mention of drinking, violence (he throws a bottle)

AN: Thank you @illiana-mystery for sending me the link to this episode. He deserved more screen time for sure.

Walking into the room, I jumped when a bottle smashed into the wall. Standing frozen where I stood, I watched as the glass that had shattered on impact.

“Damn fuckers.” I looked up at the sound of Silas’ voice. He was pacing the room with his hands on his hips.

“Silas?” I asked quietly. He looked up at me before the tension left his shoulders. Slowly walking over, I ran my hand across them, trailing behind him. The smell of alcohol hit me as I did. “Are you alright?”

“Does it look like I’m alright?” He grumbled. Wrapping my arms around his neck, i leaned forward and rested my chin on his shoulder. I hummed and tilted my head against his. “Those two kids that were here last week. They lied.” Pressing a kiss to his cheek, I ghosted my nose over his jawline.

“So what they lied? You did too.” I reminded him. Silas grunted and tried to turn away from me.

“They stole the horse back. One was the preachers kid. The other was the kid of that good for nothing son of a bitch I killed.” Silas was slowly calming down but I knew he would have done that after enough drinking. “But that doesn’t matter. I can live with that. It’s that they knew about Mary and my sister in law.” I stilled in my movements and felt him tense up again.

“for a preacher he sure has a big mouth.” I mumbled. “You paying him a visit?” Silas hummed as I felt his hand engulf mine.

“Maybe.” He gently pried me away from him. “Although I do have another reason to want to visit him.” Silas drew me in front of him and smiled at me.

“and what would that reason be?” I asked, slightly unnerved by his change in mood.

“To remarry of course.” He teased as he leaned towards me. I stared at him wide eyed. “Unless you don’t want to.” His voice had gained it edge back. His eyes searched mine and I surged forward, kissing him as he stumbled trying to keep us balanced. “I take that as a yes.” Silas chuckled, gently forcing me back.

“yes Silas.” I laughed, hugged him tight. He sighed and kissed my temple.

“then let’s go have a chat with that preacher.” Silas breathed out. “I’m sure his daughter will be surprised to see me again.” He chuckled as he headed out to saddle up the horses.

#silas mccall #silas McCall x reader #Silas McCall imagine #Silas McCall fanfic #Silas McCall fanfiction #alfred molina #alfred molina imagine #alfred molina x reader #alfred molina fanfiction #alfred molina fanfic

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redlektor · 2 years

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Hellfire

Summary: The first time you formally meet Silas McCall, your husband has brought you to his boss to show you off like the object he treats you as. You knew the name, of course, having lived just outside town all your life, but somehow you hadn’t expected the dirty, grizzled brute of a cowboy standing in front of you to be the man who unofficially runs it.

A/N: I could say that he was an intriguing character that was underutilized in the episode, which wouldn’t be a lie, but I also wanted this big dirty cowboy to absolutely wreck me.

Also this is all @curbitkirby‘s fault. Go check out their stuff, it’s lovely.

18+ only

On AAO3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/40871202 or

Down in the forest With the devil in me I remember the looks on their faces Through the sycamore trees Ain't no chariots of fire Come to take me home I'm lost in the woods And I wander alone

Hellfire, hellfire Take my soul I'm waiting, waiting I'm ready to go Mothers, children Lock your doors I'm waiting I'm ready to go ~Barns Courtney, Hellfire

“Just like that, darlin’, bein’ such a good girl for me,” the big man under you--not your husband--croons as you rock your hips against the thick fingers buried in your cunt--

Until Silas, your only experience with sex was your wedding night and the few times your husband has touched you since, merely lackluster efforts to get you with child--perfunctory and painful, hardly an introduction that would predispose you to want to explore it further, yet here you are. Your intended had told you bluntly up front that he’d not be curtailing his drinking or whoring for your sake. No affection lost on either side there. Your husband had wanted the barren land of your family’s homestead, and you’d come with it. His desire for the patch of dirt which had failed to grow anything of substance for as long as you’d been alive puzzled you until a bunch of men arrived a few days after your wedding with strange machines. Black gold, your husband had called it with a condescending laugh when you asked. Your papa hadn’t stuck around to see it, running off with the substantial money he’d gotten in exchange for you and the land--enough to drink himself to death--and evidently never looking back.

The first time you formally meet Silas McCall, your husband has brought you to his boss to show you off like the object he treats you as. You knew the name, of course, having lived just outside town all your life, but somehow you hadn’t expected the dirty, grizzled brute of a cowboy standing in front of you to be the man who unofficially runs it. He has to wipe the blood off his hands from the pig he’d been butchering to shake yours; he holds on a little too long, your hand swallowed up by his massive paw. He doesn’t even hide the way his lecherous gaze caresses you, heated and heavy, almost as substantial as a touch, sending a hot flush down your body. Growing up, you’d resented the way your parents--mainly your mother but your father too before she died and he stopped caring about anything other than where his next drink was coming from--sheltered you, forbade you from going to town without an escort. Looking up into dark eyes promising sin and sweet corruption, you wonder if they hadn’t been right in their fears after all.

--his hands are larger and more calloused than your husband’s, but he cradles your bared breasts gently, thumbs teasing your nipples until you’re begging for more--

The first time you speak with Silas without your husband present, you encounter him--or, judging by all that follows later, he finds you--at the general store on a shopping trip. After purchasing the pantry staples you’d come in for and arranging for the heavier items to be delivered directly to your house, you’d been gazing longingly at the single copy of ‘The Origin of Species’ mixed among the more popular books on offer despite knowing full well you could never buy it. As little as your husband cared for you, he adored his money, and would know if even a few cents went astray for such frivolous purposes. You loved learning despite your truncated formal education, and for all his flaws, your father had let you indulge in such purchases when you could afford to. Those days are gone, however.

A shadow falls over you, casting the books on the table in front of you in darkness. A deep, voice--gruff but not unfriendly--makes you turn toward it. “Hey darlin’.”

“Mr. McCall, good afternoon,” you manage to reply, trying not to blush with the way he looks at you with badly concealed hunger, not as lewd as men catcalling girls at the saloon but more substantial somehow.

“Call me Silas, dear, we’re practically family,” he purrs, leaning casually into your space. The spice of his cologne is undercut by sweat and the scent of horses, but you can’t say the combination is unpleasant.

You aren’t family, far from it, and decorum proscribes your doing such, but denying such a man as this would have more dire consequences than a breach in good manners. You glance at the shopkeep behind the counter, pointedly not paying the two of you any attention, then back to the tall man looming over you.

“Mr. Silas,” you compromise, trying to cling to formality.

His eyes flash nevertheless, appearing to savor his name on your lips despite the title preceding it. He nods toward the book open in front of you. “Heavy subject matter for a pretty girl like you.”

“I can read it just fine, thank you very much.” You bristle despite yourself, but he seems to like it judging by his broadening grin. The shopkeep, on the other hand, shrinks further away from the pair of you, disappearing into the back room with haste, probably trying to avoid being witness to the murder you’re setting yourself up for by wilfully provoking the most powerful man in town.

He raises his hands in mock surrender, chuckling. “Just surprised, is all. Didn’t mean any offense. Aren’t you gonna get it?”

“I--already purchased what I came for,” you stammer, bravado abandoning you.

A thick eyebrow cocks above eyes alight with knowing mischief. “Surely your husband wouldn’t begrudge you gettin’ something you like. I know I pay him enough to afford it.”

“I’m sorry, I’ve got to be going,” you stutter, trying to extricate yourself from worsening a situation you couldn’t possibly come out of unscathed. “Good day, sir.”

To your relief, he lets you go, tipping his hat to you, but the heat in the stare following your retreat isn’t gentlemanly at all. Three days later, when your husband is away on business, a courier delivers a box full of the latest scientific publications in a variety of fields, including a pristine first edition of the tome you’d been ogling in the store. There’s no note, but you know exactly who sent it regardless.

--he has you spread out on the kitchen table like a feast, hot mouth devouring your pussy like it’s the last meal he’s ever going to get. You chant his name like a profane prayer, fingers buried in his hair, locks greasy from his pomade but still dark and thick despite the age evident in the gray of his beard--

The first time he calls on you, it seems a coincidence that your husband is absent. His shirt is clean and he’s shaved, though the dust from his ride still clings to his black boots. He accepts your hospitable offer of tea, and you feel obliged to keep him company in the sitting room in spite of how nervous he makes you. The two of you talk for far longer than one does while waiting for someone else to get home. He asks you more questions about yourself, your family than anyone aside from your school friends have ever bothered to before, putting you at ease despite yourself. When the topic drifts to the books he’d bought you, he seems genuinely interested in your interpretation of their subject matter, and proves more knowledgeable than you’d expect from a man of his rough and violent nature. By the time he takes his leave, hours have passed with no sign of your husband. When he kisses you on the cheek, his lips linger, and you find yourself touching that spot long after he’s mounted his horse and ridden away. It tingles as if branded.

You find out he doesn’t frequent the brothels the same way your husband and his other men do. Perhaps it was because his estranged daughter works them, a fact you learned after making some discreet inquiries about town. These seeming contradictions intrigue you despite your better sense.

--he draws you back into his lap, praising you as he cajoles you into freeing his prick from his trousers, the thick shaft filling your grip a contrast of silky skin over iron--

The first time you end up in his lap, your head feels like it’s floating and your belly is warm from the whiskey he brought. Your husband never lets you drink, so it didn’t take much to hit you. The heat in your stomach is stoked to an inferno when his big hand wanders beneath your skirts, between your legs, rough whiskers tickling your neck as he nuzzles into it. The men who work your land to extract the precious black fluid buried far beneath it avert their eyes when he chooses to press you into the door jamb for a prolonged goodbye kiss before leaving; they harbor far more loyalty and fear toward him than your husband, anyway.

--the chair creaks, mixing with the filthy sounds of your joining as he bounces you effortlessly on his cock. “Love your tight little pussy,” he groans, and you tug his mouth to yours, unable to form a reply--

Your husband pays you so little attention that you didn’t think it would even cross his mind that you’d take a lover, much less that he’d be cuckolded by his much older employer, but the night the brash fool quarrels with Silas, you think you’ve been found out. As you eavesdrop, you agonize over the possibility until your husband--getting louder and louder in his pigheaded fury, whereas his boss maintains a quiet and infinitely more dangerous calm--reveals the subject of the argument to be oil money instead. When Silas leaves, however, he looks up to the window over the front door you peer out of. He can’t possibly see you there sitting in the darkened room, but you could swear his eyes meet yours through the dirty windowpane.

--he feels so good inside you, you’d never understood before why women would choose to go through the pain of childbirth even once, much less several times, but it’s almost too much--

You can’t exactly call his cock buried in you an accident--it would strain credulity to claim something that long and thick could get anywhere without significant, deliberate effort--but you hadn’t planned on it happening when you woke up this morning. It takes embarrassingly little effort on his part to coax you into it, the logical culmination of a long, careful journey of corruption that had started the day he first touched you. Silas was much better endowed than your husband, but the burning stretch feels good somehow. He’d also made you wetter than you thought possible, took his time to get you that way using his fingers and mouth in a manner thoroughly indecent that left scratches from his beard on your thighs.

Silas pistons up into you, hitting something so deep inside it hurts but has you shattering, white lightning burning through you in agonal bliss.

Mewling, you slump against his soft chest and large belly, able to do little but take what he gives you. When he finally spills inside you--swearing in a filthy litany of expletives and praises interspersed with your name--you almost feel relief until you realize what time of the month it is.

Your husband hasn’t touched you in almost half a year.

You start to panic, breath growing rapid and shallow.

“Darlin’, you’re gonna look so good with your belly all big and swoll up with my child,” he murmurs proudly, palm laid on your stomach as if he could tell his seed was already taking root. But then he sees your distress, cupping your cheek with his other hand and bringing your gaze up to meet his. “Hey, shh pretty girl. You don’t have to worry about him finding out.”

His eyes are darkly possessive, a fire burning in them worthy of the Devil himself. You shiver, out of fear, anticipation or some nebulous combination thereof, and Silas grunts, his cock twitching in your cunt, grinding himself up into your bruised, overstuffed sex as if sealing a bargain you hadn’t been aware you were making. Long arms bring you closer, locking you in place on his lap, his voice a deep growl in your ear, “You don’t have to worry about him ever again.”

#alfred molina #silas mccall #roar #my fic #tw: pregnancy #nsft #tw: infidelity

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winterxisxcomingx · 1 year

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pathetic big (hot) man

#roar 2022 #alfred molina #alfred molina gifs #silas mccall #roar gifs #hot cowboy #sad big boy

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writingkitten · 1 year

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Silas McCall Spotify Playlist

On YouTube (TBR)

#Silas McCall #roar #molina-verse #Spotify #playlists

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fuckyeahalfredmolina · 1 year

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Alfredo as Silas McCall in Roar Season 1, Episode 8 “The Girl Who Loved Horses”

#alfred molina #alfredmolina #roar #tv #gifs #gifs set #the series is somewhat good #but this episode isn't the best #that laugh tho #look at the tongue

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hcartachesx · 7 months

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CALLY, 31, CST; SHE/HER. | if you’re hearing SOON YOU’LL GET BETTER BY TAYLOR SWIFT playing, you have to know KATE TJONG (SHE/HER; FEMALE) is near by! the 40 year old ELEMENTARY SCHOOL TEACHER has been in denver for, like, HER ENTIRE LIFE. they’re known to be quite SELF-LOATHING, but being NURTURING seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble KRISTIN KREUK. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those KIDS FLOCKING TO THEM, MOTHERLY VIBES, AND COVERING PAIN WITH A SMILE AND ENDLESS WORK vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the MONTBELLO DISTRICT long enough!

Trigger Warning for teen pregnancy, cancer, pediatric cancer, child death, depression, grief, & suicide

Basic Info

Full Name: Katherine Grace Tjong Nicknames: Kate, Katie Age: 40 Birthday: June 30th, 1983 Zodiac: Cancer Occupation: Elementary School Teacher (5th Grade) Schooling: University of Denver Hometown: Denver, Colorado Ethnicity: Dutch, Chinese-Indonesian, Chinese-Jamaican Languages Spoken: English, some Indonesian Gender: Cisfemale Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: Heterosexual Relationship Status: Single Living in: Montbello District

Family Info

Maternal Grandparents: Hendri and Amoy Subagyo (nee Fong) met in Indonesia as children. They grew up together and got married very young. Hendri and Amoy moved to America with the help of Hendri’s brother, Badri, who had already immigrated there. Badri got Hendri a job in a construction company and Amoy began working as a seamstress before having their daughter, Alice Subagyo. Hendri died at the age of 46 from a heart attack and Amoy moved back to Indonesia eight years ago. Paternal Grandparents: Silas and Grace Tjong (nee Peris) met after Grace’s family moved to Boulder, Colorado when she was in high school. Silas and Grace bonded over a shared history of being Chinese-Indonesian with both speaking Indonesian. They were married after college and had three children together. They still live in Boulder, though they often travel the world. Parents: Paul and Alice Tjong (nee Subagyo) met at the University of Denver, where Paul was a teaching assistant and Alice was in her third year. They got married only a year later after Alice fell pregnant, though their marriage didn’t last. When their daughter was only nine, they divorced. Paul remarried four years later and is still with his current wife, whom he retired to Florida with after being a high school history teacher for many years. Alice remarried several times and had many different jobs. She lives in Colorado Springs, but often visits her daughter in Denver. Siblings: Kate has three stepsiblings through her father’s remarriage, though they are not very close as they were nearly adults when their mother married her father. Son: Eric James Tjong, who died at the age of eight years old from cancer Pets: None

Physical Info

Hair color: Dark Brown Eye color: Hazel Height: 5’4” Tattoos: None Piercings: One in earlobes Character Inspo: Katniss Everdeen (The Hunger Games), Olivia Benson (Law & Order SVU), Haley James Scott (One Tree Hill), Ella Montgomery (Pretty Little Liars), Emma Swan (Once Upon a Time), Regina Mills (Once Upon a Time), Bobby Nash (911), Melissa McCall (Teen Wolf), Mia Jones (Degrassi), Elena Gilbert (The Vampire Diaries), Mustang (Red Rising), Elain Archeron (ACOTAR), Cami O’Connell (The Originals), Tessa Gray (The Infernal Devices)

Background

Kate was born in Denver, Colorado during the happier times of her parent’s marriage. Though those happy times did not last very long. She didn’t know a time when her parents weren’t fighting with each other, but they doted on her often. It was honestly a bit of a relief when they divorced. Kate stayed with her mom, but often visited her father. Their home was in the Lakeridge District. Her mother didn’t finish college after she fell pregnant and had a variety of odd jobs over the years. From a waitress to a substitute teacher to a daycare worker. Alice got married several times, but again, these often didn’t last. Alice seemed to want a better life than they could give her, one she felt she couldn’t achieve on her own.

While her mother’s life was a bit more chaotic, her father’s life was much calmer. He settled down with an older woman who already had kids mostly grown. They lived a quiet, happy life and are still together. They were never very rich, but Kate never felt like she was lacking for anything. Both sides of her family connected her to her Chinese-Indonesian culture, especially her mom given her status as a first generation American in her family. Her grandparents being close by helped as well and she appreciates where she comes from, though she does not speak much Indonesian. However she does often cook foods she learned from her family.

Growing up, Kate was one of those people everyone liked. Her kind nature and genuine attitude towards people drew them to her. Ask around people she graduated with and they would say she was always nice. Most didn’t know her that well, but they at least had a kind word to say about her. She was encouraged by friends to join the cheerleading team freshman year, which is how she met her first love. He was on the football team, though he was often on the bench those first few years. But during the first game when she was cheering and he was sitting on the bench, they chatted a bit and they ended up agreeing to a first date. From there, they were inseparable.

TW: Teen Pregnancy

They were the It Couple, the ones everyone talked about being together forever. You often didn’t see one without the other. As they got older, he became a football star and soon they were the ones winning homecoming king and queen, prom king and queen, all the things. They had all their firsts together and talked often about the future together. But reality quickly shifted when Kate fell pregnant just before graduation. She was terrified and wasn’t sure what to do, as well as being afraid of her family’s reaction and his. At first when she told her boyfriend, he was freaked out, but agreed to be there for her. They tried to tell their families together, but his family had always disapproved of her. They had never really accepted her and had hoped for better things for their son. He had gotten a major scholarship for football to a school out of state and wanted him to go there. They wanted Kate to get rid of the baby. Due to pressure from his family and them getting in his head, he told Kate he wasn’t ready to be a father, that he needed to go away to college and pursue his dreams. It broke her heart and they ended things.

He left and never came back, while Kate changed her plans, living with her mother and attending the University of Denver. While her mother wasn’t happy about her pregnancy, she still supported her daughter. She managed to attend some summer classes and most of the first semester so that she could take off the second semester and take care of her child. Her son was born in December and from the moment she laid eyes on him, Eric was everything to her. Since his father wanted nothing to do with him and neither did his paternal grandparents, she never told them about the baby or anything. Occasionally she saw them around town, but they never once asked about their grandchild. Kate’s parents were a huge help when it came to raising her son. They would take turns watching him while she attended university and worked. Her grandparents often came to help with him as well. And while it took a bit longer than normal, she managed to graduate university and become a teacher.

She loved children and was always good with them, so being a teacher had been her plan for years, especially thanks to her father’s influence with his own teaching career. She began teaching the first grade and absolutely loved it. Outside of her work, she fully devoted herself to her son. He was her entire life. She didn’t really date or even attempt to do anything without him. And while they struggled, they were happy together. Until Eric turned six years old and became very sick. He began having trouble eating, growing thinner and thinner, and unable to keep food down. At first, Kate thought it might be some sort of stomach bug, an ulcer, anything other than what it turned out to be.

TW: cancer, pediatric cancer, child death

After many doctor’s visits, Eric was diagnosed with pancreatoblastoma, a rare pancreatic cancer. He had tumors in his pancreas that had been growing for quite some time slowly. They began treatment quickly, starting with surgery in attempts to remove the tumors. During surgery, they found they were unable to remove some of the tumor, so he began chemotherapy. It was a long battle for two years with many ups and downs, but eventually, Eric just became too weak and the cancer too strong. He passed away at the age of eight, devastating his mother. It broke Kate to lose her son, the most important person to her. It was like she lost her entire life when he was gone.

TW: depression, suicide, grief

She fell into a deep depression after her son died, all of it crashing down on her. She took a sabbatical from work and was barely able to leave her bed or home for almost a year. Her friends and family were worried for her, especially after one found her ready to end her life to be with her son. They encouraged her to attend grief counseling and she did. It took a long time for her to get to a place where she could get out of bed, that she could be a normal person again. The pain was with her always, but she could manage it. She came back to teaching eventually, her coworkers welcoming her with open arms. At first it was hard being around the kids, realizing her own son would never reach their age, would never grow older.

Over the years, she has managed to put herself back together. She is a great teacher and still has kids coming up to her to this day, saying she was their favorite teacher. In her social life, she very much keeps to herself, still never having really been with or dated anyone since her first love. She attempted a few dates, but they never worked out.

Personality:

Kate is a very kind and empathetic person. However, she is also very shy and quiet at times. People would describe her as the girl-next-door, the one everyone likes and gets along with. After everything happened with her ex, she became more independent, more hard working to provide for her son. Once he passed away, she became even more reserved, keeping to herself more often. In recent years, she has thrown herself into all sorts of things to avoid feeling lonely and depressed. She volunteers at the theater, doing all sorts of odd jobs for Felipe, including using her old piano skills whenever needed. She is always coming up with fun things for her class, trying out new hobbies, and participating in every sort of city event she possibly could. During the summers when she isn’t teaching, she often even volunteers with the daycare center or library with children’s programs.

#kate tjong #kate intro #chq.intro

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alexyskinnerstories · 9 months

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!!Request Inbox Is Open!!

Who I Write For

Twilight

Carlisle Cullen

Esme Cullen

Alice Cullen

Jasper Hale

Emmett Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Paul Lahote

Seth Clearwater

Leah Clearwater

Aro Volturi

Caius Volturi

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Alec Volturi

Jane Volturi

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Felix Volturi

Charlie Swan

Billy Black

Tanya

Kate

Garret

Irina

Benjamin

James

Laurent

Teen Wolf

Scott McCall

Allison Argent

Stiles Stilinski

Derek Hale

Lydia Martin

Jackson Whittemore

The Nogitsune

Kira Yukimura

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Melissa McCall

Chris Argent

Peter Hale

Alan Deaton

Isaac Lahey

Boyd

Erica Reyes

Ethan and Aiden

Cora Hale

Jordan Parrish

Brett Talbot

Theo Raeken

The Umbrella Academy

Klaus Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

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Viktor Hargreeves

Luther Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves ( Sparrow & Umbrella)

Marcus Hargreeves

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Steve Rogers

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Clint Barton

Tony Stark

Thor

Bruce Banner

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Stephen Strange

T'Challa

Gamora

Peter Parker (Tom's, Andrew, Tobey)

Sam Wilson

Maria Hill

Loki

M'Baku

Agatha Harknes

Hela

Helmut Zemo

May Parker

Harry Potter

Bellatrix LeStrange

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Severus Snape

Cedric Diggory

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Ron Wesley

Remus Lupin

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Neville Longbottom

Ginny Weasley

Luna lovegood

Hagrid

Sirius Black

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Tom Riddle

Nypmhadora Tonks

Hope Mikaelson

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Milton Greasley

Jed

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Ben

Freya Mikaelson

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Klaus Mikaelson

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Hayley Marshall

Marcel Gerard

Vincent Griffith

Lucien Castle

Davina Claire

Caroline Forbes

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Katherine Pierce

Bonnie Bennett

Jeremy Gilbert

Silas

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And many more just ask if I know the fandom

#reqs open #twilight #harry potter #marvel imagine #the originals #the vampire diaries #teen wolf #and more

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hersie44 · 1 year

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Requests List

Hello! So I wanted a place to put down fandoms that I can write for. (If your fandom or character is not here, it's okay to ask if I can do it!)

Marvel:

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Bruce Banner

Thor Odinson

Yelena Belova

Carol Danvers

Peter Parker

Gamora

Nebula

Loki Lauyson

Bucky Barnes

Erik Killmonger

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Shang-Chi

Sam Wilson

Namor

Steven Grant

Marc Spector

Stephen Strange

Scott Lang

Hope Van Dyne

Teen Wolf:

Derek Hale

Scott McCall

Stiles Stilinski

Peter Hale

Allison Argent

Lydia Martin

Isaac Lahey

Jackson Whittemore

Malia Tate

Liam Dunbar

Jordan Parrish

Noah Stilinski

Chris Argent

Final Fantasy XV:

Noctis Lucis Caelum

Prompto Argentum

Gladious Amicitia

Ignis Scientia

Ardyn Izunia

Cor Leonis

Cindy Aurum

Aranea Highwind

Ravus Nox Fleuret

Nyx Ulric

Vampire Diaries:

Stefan Salvatore

Damon Salvatore

Elijah Mikaelson

Niklaus Mikaelson

Silas

Jeremy Gilbert

Elena Gilbert

Caroline Forbes

Katherine Pierce

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overlookedfile · 2 years

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Muse Kicks 3

KICKS ARE CLOSED

I think I’ve got all the stories I can reasonably manage right now. Thank you to everyone who sent requests.

Current Requests:

George Garea meets a new male lover. - Done

Ricardo/Evelyn expecting their 2nd child - Done

Diego Rivera, faithful Done

Paul using liquid courage to approach an old crush Done

Reynaud being soft & flirty with his new wife - Done

Inspector Uhl / f!magician!reader

I probably shouldn’t, since work is starting to wind up into the busy days, but I’m opening my Muse Kicks aka Asks/Prompts again. I don’t think I’m going to have time to work on my longer stuff (requires more coherence and uninterrupted time than I can spare), but I think I’ve got energy for a few one-shots. At this time, I’m willing to write for the following Molina characters (in no particular order):

Silas McCall (Roar)

Maxim Horvath (Sorcerer’s Apprentice)

Cliff (Orchids)

Otto Octavius (Spider-man)

Paul Weller (Unbreakable You)

George Garea (Love is Strange)

Ricardo Morales (L&O: LA)

Davide Rieti (The Moon and the Stars)

Boris Plots (Undertaking Betty)

Diego Rivera (Frida)

Comte de Reynaud (Chocolat)

Sir Jeremy Burtom (The Imposters)

Boris Blavasky (The Man Who Knew Too Little)

Ira Moss (Nervous Energy)

Denis Brabant (Scorpion Spring)

Stephen Arden (Species)

Jonas Nyeburn (Hideaway)

Angel (Maverick)

Satipo (Indian Jones)

Cezar (Ladyhawke)

Or, since I’m resuming work on other fandoms as well, I’m also willing to write for the following not-Molina characters:

David Rossi (Criminal Minds)

Artie Nielsen (Warehouse 13)

Murray Markowitz (Hunters)

Matt Carroll (Bad Manners)

W.W. Beauchamp (Unforgiven)

Terry Donovan (Ray Donovan)

Steve Walker (Fear)

Inspector Uhl (The Illusionist)

Chuck Rhoades (Billions)

I’ll update this post when I have reached my limit on what I feel I can manage in a reasonable amount of time.

#muse kicks #asks #prompts #alfred molina characters #not alfred molina characters

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illiana-mystery · 5 months

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Old Outlaws: McCall and Cribbens

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heythereimashley · 1 year

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Silassss

#alfred molina #silas mccall #roar

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thechaosmuses · 2 months

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Below the cut is a list of all my canon characters, from every fandom, organized by such. I figured I would go ahead and put this up, as well as an oc muse one, for my oc and canon starters so that way it's easier for y'all to see who is included without going to every separate muse list.

The Vampire Diaries

Freya Celeste Mikaelson Elijah Daniel Mikaelson Niklaus Ryder Mikaelson Kolton Nathaniel Mikaelson Henrik Alexander Mikaelson Hope Andrea Mikaelson Malachai Silas Parker Olivia Mae Parker Silas Xavier Salvatore Damon Luca Salvatore Stefan Lance Salvatore Jeremiah Steven Gilbert Katherine Maria Pierce Qetsiyah Zione Bennett Bonnie Sheila Bennett Marcel Leon Gerard Hayley Jane Marshall Elizabeth Anne Forbes Josette Olivia Saltzman Ryan Nicholas Clarke Landon Maxwell Kirby Aurora Violet De Martel Aiden Matthew Lawrence Tyler James Lockwood Alexia Rae Branson Sebastian Killian Jones Milton Gabriel Greasley Benjamin James Kenson Lorenzo James St. John Vincent Keith Griffith Sean Kieran O'Connell Lucien Maverick Castle TEST MUSES Dorian Lee Williams Sophie Danielle Deveraux Monique Marie Deveraux Evangeline Amaya Sinclair Inadu Tayen Labonair Rafael Alexander Waithe Finch Taylor Tarrayo Cleo Ada Sowande Penelope Eden Park Jade Ivy Young

Containment

Jake Holden Riley Katie Selene Frank Jana Christine Mayfield Teresa Violet Keaton

Teen Wolf

Mieczyslaw Noah Stilinski Scott Gregorio McCall Christopher Henry Argent Allison Artemis Argent Lydia Sophia Martin Jackson William Whittemore Derek Samuel Hale Cora Avery Hale Camden Matthew Lahey Isaac Michael Lahey Vernon Dallas Boyd Danny Keahu Mahealani Malia Elizabeth Tate Kira Jade Yukimura Theodore Christian Raeken Jordan Tyler Parrish Aiden Jacob Steiner Mason Cade Hewitt Brett Lee Talbot Garrett Cole Williams Nolan Andrew Holloway Bobby Adam Finstock Marin Sophia Morrell Braeden Valerie Bardot Deucalion Damien Hemming

Supernatural

Dean Michael Winchester Castiel James Novak Claire Grace Novak Jack Kellan Kline Gadreel Dustin Ward Rowena Jane MacLeod Fergus Roderick MacLeod Belphegor

DC Comics

Bartholomew Henry Allen Nora Francine West-Allen Bart Joseph West-Allen Sara Caitlin Lance Dionysus Arbios Kara Aileen Danvers Winslow Jordan Schott Jr. Clark Joseph Kent Mon-El Lar Gand Querl Dox Music Meister Harleen Frances Quinzel Pamela Lillian Isley

Marvel

Joaquin Miguel Torres Peter Django Maximoff Pietro Django Maximoff Wanda Marya Maximoff James Buchanan Barnes (pre-serum and super soldier) Steven Grant Rogers (pre-serum and super soldier) Michelle Julia Jones-Watson Peter Benjamin Parker Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy Peter Benjamin Parker Jonathan Spencer Storm Kate Bishop Natalia Alianovna Romanova Yelena Fyodorovna Belova Brunnhilde Valkyrie Loki Laufeyson Stephanie Grace Rogers (genderbent steve) Jamie Belladonna Barnes (genderbent bucky) Samantha Trinity Wilson (genderbent sam) Theodosia Audra Odinsdottir (genderbent thor) Lady Loki Laufeyson (genderbent loki)

Stranger Things

Jonathan Ross Byers Nancy Diana Wheeler Steven Michael Harrington Robin Rae Buckley Edward Joseph Munson Argyle Eduardo Diaz Jane Eleanor Hopper Dustin Jace Henderson Lucas Charles Sinclair Maxine Elizabeth Mayfield

Misc

Nicholas Sean Miller Winston Saint-Marie Schmidt Reagan Marie Lucas Leonardo Winston Hamato Michelangelo Chandler Hamato Samuel Nicholas Drake King Benjamin Florian

9-1-1

Athena Grant Howard Han Henrietta Wilson Maddison Juliet Buckley Evan Jones Buckley Edmundo Anthony Diaz

Book Babes

Major Jay Kitahara Lieutenant Lorelai Cathwell Sergeant Major Alary Johann Corporal Erik Mendel Devin Nesta Archeron Elain Archeron Feyre Archeron Rhysand Darling Azriel Cassian Amren Morrigan Gwyneth Berdara Eris Sargon Vanserra Lucien Vanserra Helion Luciano Meridian Tamlin Avri Desrosiers Thesan Addae Koitla Viviane Anera Agnarrson

#[the chaos muses;]#[canon muses]#[canon muse list]

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