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clowningaroundmars · 2 months

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morales twins vigilantes: getting found out pt 1

hey yall im in my fic writing era. but i am BAD at writing LMFAO i'm really not sure i'll ever write a proper fic with a plot or anything

either way, i hope yall like this lil drabble my brain came up with on a whim of the morales twins!

it's how i imagine the way their secret would be revealed after doing the whole vigilante thing together for a lil bit. it's kind of based on the hcs i had of the twins which is here, kind of a continuation of the last bullet point there actually

miles1610 is miles and miles42 is milo bc i read a couple fics with that name given to him and now it is stuck in my heart u_u

>2nd part here<

well. uh. hope u enjoy! :)

It was a fight that went slightly awry that really did them in.

No blood, no fireworks, no loud banging or explosions or anything. No one was even so badly hurt that they almost died, either.

It was simply just… a broken mask and their father unexpectedly being on patrol that fateful night that finally brought their secret out to light.

The Morales twins had been doing their vigilante thing together for only a few months now. Miles had been Spider-man for well over a year, of course, but it was after a particularly bad fight with a rhinoceros guy (what a freak…) that went semi-viral on social media that his brother Milo finally put his foot down and pulled those Prowler gloves from under his bed. He worked hard to modify the technology to better suit him, and had all of the armor and rope he needed in order to keep up with his brother all set in as little as 2 weeks.

Miles hemmed and hawed about bringing his not-super-powered brother around for the nasty fights he usually tackled alone. But he would be lying if he said that Milo’s concern didn’t put a small smile on his face in the end. Plus, it really helped out a lot when Miles needed to be somewhere quickly but still had a criminal left to take on and web up. Milo being just one text away from springing into action took a real big load off of his shoulders in ways he couldn’t even imagine.

That was about 3 months ago.

It was relatively smooth sailing until one Jefferson Davis took a night patrol under his belt without even warning the boys.

Well, Miles thought to himself in retrospect, we weren’t really around the house to catch if he did tell anyone, so.

Miles ran along a side of a building to catch up with the villain of the week. He was desperately trying to keep this super-powered baddie off of his not-so-super-powered brother, and not quite succeeding. Miles told Milo time and again not to tease any bad guys during a fight. Keep the attention off of you, bro. You do not have superpowers. I do! Is that not what Miles said? God, it’s like in one ear and out the other with this guy. Ugh.

Currently, Milo is parrying and deflecting attacks from this shocker-looking guy, a real piece of work. He still had his hi-vis vest on-- and Miles swore he even saw a name tag on it somewhere which was just hilarious, really-- but aside from his normal-looking work outfit, everything else about this dude was definitely not normal. Like the bright electricity fizzing all over his skull that just barely concealed this man’s real face, and the giant lightning bolts shooting out from his hands as he tried to fry Milo. It was a good thing Milo had enough sense to install energy-absorbing tech into those giant claws of his, or else Miles would be in real big trouble at the ER.

Miles ripped a chunk of some abandoned demolition project that never got done and swung it with all of his might in the direction of their fight, using his webs for maximum distance. It didn’t hit electro-dude but it almost hit his brother. Oops.

“Ayo, watch it!” Prowler growled, his mask distorting his voice the same way it distorted Uncle Aaron’s back when he held the mantle. He gracefully flipped out of the way and shot a grappling hook somewhere off into some scaffolding, pulling himself away from the action to let his bro fly in and give the temporarily-distracted electric-man some work.

Miles would snap back with a retort if he weren’t so busy pummeling this villain with all that he’s got. Both boys’ curfews were about an hour ago and they just knew their mom would be fuming once she got back and found out. But this needed taking care of, and neither Morales boys were willing to leave some freak of nature to take over Brooklyn and shut down all the power lines over a bedtime. Hell no.

But this needed to end now, or else good ol’ Spidey won’t be seeing the light of day for another 2 months. And by the looks of it, neither will the Prowler. Before Miles could even think to land the finishing blow on old lightning-head here though, tragedy struck.

An all-too familiar voice hollers out those dreaded words both boys hate hearing, especially in the middle of a fight.

“PDNY! Freeze! Put your hands up where we can see ‘em!”

Everyone did freeze, Milo looking particularly shocked as his head swivels around to the sight of waving flashlights and 3 burly but familiar silhouettes making their way past the far gates and advancing quickly into the fray.

Jefferson Davis’ gun appears to almost materialize out of the shadows, his face lit up in the harsh lights of his flashlight beam, sporting an intimidating, professional look. Cop mode, is what Miles and Milo called it jokingly one day as they lounged in their room, passing a bag of chips between them and having a laugh at their dad’s expense. That was before Milo took on the mantle of the Prowler. That was before this.

Miles panics slightly as he feels the man jump up underneath him, thrusting an arm into the police’s direction, ready to fire off a bolt--

Right after Milo lunges in front of the officers, ready to take the blast.

It happens in a fraction of a second. Miles didn’t even think he had enough time to open his mouth, let alone warn Jeff of the incoming danger. He figures that’s what Milo must’ve thought, too, otherwise there really was no other explanation for this stupid decision he just made.

Sparks flew, and then the thud of a body hitting the floor seemed to echo throughout the demolition site.

Shit shit shit shit shitshitshitshitshit, was Miles’ inner monologue as he finally landed the blow to the side of the baddie’s head, knocking him out successfully. He quickly webbed the man up to the floor, restraining him fully. The way I shoulda done in the first place, damnit, Miles lamented, freezing in place after the deed was done. His brain was working into overdrive to try and think of ways he could extract his now-nearly unconscious brother from this place without raising their dad’s suspicions.

Ever since Prowler joined in on Spider-man’s “adventures”, the media became even more fascinated with capturing every single moment it could of Spidey now that he had a sidekick in tow.

Headlines splashed on magazines, articles and news feeds read: “Batman and Robin! Spider-man and… the Prowler?” and “Webbed Menace Recruits Purple Sidekick, Even More of a Menace”. They haunted Miles’ every step. Milo, for his part, was mostly amused. But every now and then he would complain about being known as his brother’s sidekick, as if that was the most egregious part of having his every move recorded and uploaded for millions to see online.

Their mother became even more suspicious of her twin sons after she watched a video of the two vigilantes stopping a runaway bus in downtown Brooklyn. They looked eerily similar in size to her own teenage boys, and even seemed to banter the same way after all of the civilians were saved and back on solid ground. The way Spider-man clapped Prowler on the shoulder… hmmm.

To say that she shared her suspicions with her husband would be an understatement. Milo and Miles somehow always managed to catch a familiar cop car slowly rolling around corners and down streets, keeping pace just behind them, watching them. Miles would always roll his eyes, knowing it was their father. Milo would be annoyed but managed to shrug and keep minding his own business, since it was very obviously their father. When confronted, Jeff would try-- and fail-- to casually brush it off as simply doing Concerned Dad things.

“Listen, you two.” Jeff started one evening after dinner. He managed to get both boys down in their room one weekend, just for “a quick talk”. His excuse was that Brooklyn was getting too dangerous lately, especially at night, and that he was “gonna keep an eye on them” as a precaution.

But neither boy missed that slight nervous shift in his stance as he delivered the news, and once their dad bade them a good night and left, they gave each other a silent look that conveyed the exact same thought they were both thinking.

They’re onto us.

Well, their parents’ fears and suspicions were definitely going to be confirmed whether the twins liked it or not.

Milo groaned on the ground, the Prowler gauntlets having taken the majority of the blast sent his way, but the mask was halfway blown off, revealing a good portion of the boy’s face underneath. He rocked in place for a moment, blinking stars and dancing lights out of his eyes for just that one moment.

“Prowler!!” Miles shouted. In his panic, he forgot to lower his voice and conceal his identity, but his feet just wouldn’t move! What the hell, Morales… get it together! His brother was just badly injured and here he was, frozen in place like a deer.

Jeff, for his part, was barking orders to his coworkers and directing them to make a sweep of the place in case any other suspects tried to make a run for it.

They both left. He finally jolted his bright beam of light onto Spider-man, simply standing there a little ways away and staring back with those unnervingly gigantic bug-eyes of his. If Jeff wasn’t in work-mode right now, he’d explode on this guy and ask about what the hell was going on here, but Officer Davis was nothing if not a consummate professional.

Plus, there were more pressing matters to attend to.

There was what seemed like a teenage boy on the ground, wearing those goddamned gauntlets that Jeff could’ve sworn he shipped off to the junkyard after Aaron’s funeral. Damnit, if this punk was running around wearing his brother’s mantle and tagging along with Spider-man just to double-cross him in the end, there was gonna be hell to pay.

Jeff didn’t know why, but he felt slightly protective of the bug-themed hero, damnit. Sue him. And those claws brought nothing but terrible memories of screaming women, dead brothers and heightened stress. He did not need this right now, fuck.

Once the boy on the ground stirred, Jeff quickly pointed his gun and flashlight beam directly onto him. “Those orders were for you, too, punk. Do not try me tonight. Freeze. Put your hands out where I can see ‘em!”

Milo froze on the ground, and then tried to twist his face away from his looming father who was only a foot or two away with the world’s brightest flashlight in his face, fuuuuck. He just knew he was gonna be feeling this headache for the next 3 days…

Tentatively, he also raised his claws in front of his face as slowly as he could, trying to cover his face even more. He propped himself up on his elbows and tried to regulate his breathing.

Having a cop for a dad was not always peachy, but it helped a lot to know exactly how an officer would react if any sudden movements were made while having a gun out, and Milo was not trying to get a bullet to the chest on top of the mother of all electric shocks as well. No thank you.

It was in this moment that Miles’ brain started working again, and he unstuck himself from the pavement to reach out to his dad.

“Offi-- ahem, ahem. Officer Davis,” he remembered to lower his tone and conceal his voice a bit as well, and continued, “what a surprise to see you here. On this, uh. This very beautiful night!”

Groan. Oh my god. Even Milo rolled his eyes a bit, trying to shuffle back.

“I said FREEZE!” Jeff roared, attention still trained on Milo.

Without glancing up, he added, “And you Spider-man. Oh, buddy you are gonna get it after I’m done with this little asshole, runnin’ around with my brother’s-- man, y’know what-- nevermind! Just stay back, okay? I got this handled.”

“But wait! Th-that’s uh. He’s not an asshole, officer, he’s my-- my sidekick! He’s the good guy!! He helped me take this guy down! And he even saved you just now!” Miles waved his hands around frantically, agitating Jeff.

Stop doing that, stupid! Milo thought to himself in a daze, still recovering from the electric blast.

“Stay back, Spider-man. I’m warning you.” Jeff growled.

Miles picked up the hint and halted his movements, giant white eyes flicking back up and down from his dad to his brother and back. He had to think of something, or else Milo would be dragged back to a holding cell and both of their identities would be out. He just couldn’t let that happen.

Biting his lip, Miles gathered some resolve and stepped forward again. “Officer Davis—”

“Not another word outta you!” Jeff swung the flashlight right back onto Miles threateningly, and then trained it back onto Milo again. “I am serious right now, Spidey. One more word outta you and I’m slappin’ the cuffs on you too, I swear to god! I got more than enough room in the back of the squad car for two freaks!”

Miles recoiled. “Freaks. Geez, is that what you think of us?”

But Jeff didn’t answer, because he was all of a sudden deathly silent.

Both of the other officers just finished their sweep of the area, and were making their way back to Jeff when he all of a sudden kneeled down, still training that gun on Prowler’s face. But his movements were slow and hesitant, as if he were performing them in a daze.

Miles’ spider senses should’ve been tingling by now, at the very least a little. Still, he stayed glued to his spot as he watched Officer Davis-- as if in slow motion-- shifting his flashlight and gun into one hand, lowering both slightly and away from Prowler’s shattered mask.

As his other hand reached out, Milo flinched, but he didn’t need to. Jeff simply carded his calloused fingers over his hair, his braid on the one side of his head, in reverence. Milo couldn’t breathe. He was too scared to speak.

And then everyone’s blood ran cold at the same time.

Jeff saw the beads of Milo’s favorite basketball team colors, ones that he was excited to get again at the barber shop last weekend, simply hanging there tied to the ends of the Prowler’s braid, sitting limply in his hand. Milo’s blood ran cold once he realized exactly what it was that his own father was looking at. He didn’t need to reveal his face whatsoever when his now-exposed hair told the whole story anyways.

Miles’ spider senses finally kicked up once Jeff looked up slowly, an absolutely ruined expression rippling across his worn-out features as he really gave Spider-man a good, hard look, eyes playing over what little he could see of the vigilante in the darkness of night.

For a split second, no one said anything.

Even electro-head seemed to be silent as he came to and tried to sneakily rip the webs off of him. No dice. He finally turned his attention to the trio not too far away and opened his mouth.

“Hey, what the hell is this, some family reunion or something? Let me outta here, man! Goddamn, what a fuckin’ punch, man… shit…”

Everyone startled at the same time, turning their attention to the villain. Damn, almost forgot about him.

The other officers finally arrived to surround the other angles behind Spider-man, one of them even kneeling down beside electric-- whatever, the villain of the week-- and started cutting him out of the sticky ropes to put him in cuffs.

“Don’t even think about it,” one of them grunted once they got to his hands and saw a tingle of electricity surging through fingertips. “We got dampeners in my squad car if you try anything cute, got it?”

Jeff slowly holstered his gun, keeping the flashlight trained on the Prowler, unable to tear his eyes from this boy lying on the ground at his feet.

“Davis…? You good?” This was the officer who wasn’t busy wrangling sticky webs off of the baddie. He had his flashlight and gun trained on said baddie of course, but his head was swiveled to look at his captain.

Jeff swallowed hard and nodded slowly, a weirdly mechanical kind of movement.

“…Okay. Hey, Spidey. Thanks for this, I guess,” said the officer, keeping his concerned gaze trained on Jeff, shrugging a shoulder. “Too bad about your friend though. Hope he’ll be fine.”

It took Miles a second to recognize that iconic mustache, and then it dawned on him that it was his dad’s faithful friend and his own sidekick, Officer Gutierrez. How ironic, Miles thought ruefully.

He turned back to his dad, who was now helping Prowler up from the ground and steadying him against his side.

“What’re we doing with these two?” Gutierrez asks, because someone has to.

Jeff startles, as if he was just asleep and happened to wake up. “Uhh, about...?”

Gutierrez gave him a look. “The mask guy under your arm. And, uh. This guy,” he points his chin towards VOTW (villain of the week) as he’s being hauled up forcibly by the other officer, now in giant sturdy cuffs binding his arms together.

“The… that guy. Electric man. Just… just put those dampeners on his hands and take him down to HQ. They’ll probably just ship him off to the Raft. Let me know when you guys get there, of course. I’ll uhm. I think I’m gonna be taking my break right now.”

“You taking the mask-man all by yourself, then, captain?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I will. It’s… something personal to me, to be seeing these claws on this boy. I’m sorry. I think I might explain later but right now, we gotta get that guy behind some kinda bars. Please, Gutierrez.”

Gutierrez gives him an unreadable expression, and Jeff shoots an apologetic look back.

Finally, his partner gives a small nod and turns back to the task at hand. Miles breathes out a sigh of relief.

But it was a breath too soon.

“Spider-man. Prowler. The both of you. My car. Now.”

#mine #spiderverse #miles morales #miles g morales #listen idk what's getting into me either tbh i'm just......#like this is it i guess LMFAO #i hope it's not TERRIBLE but yeah these are my brain blasts i have occasionally #i was makin dinner one night when this occurred to me #bc i was really thinking about miles and milo just teaming up and doing the whole vigilante thing.... thinkin abt how cute that would be!#but then my brain was like “ok and so when do the parents finally find out tho. cuz they're DEFINITELY gonna find out lmfao”#and an image of milo's broken mask and jeff doing his cop thing popped into my mind #btw i know that prowler miles has his braids out n everything in earth-42 #but in this particular instance he needs to keep them under wraps so their parents dont watch the news and put 2 n 2 together #so yeah #broken mask= hair fallin out. oops #oh yeah pt 2 is in the works so that should be up soon too #anyways thx 4 reading ♡ :)

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solarisgod · 2 days

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Honestly, i'm so happy to have this blog be originally a solo for Micah before it turned into a multimuse for the Starwake System. There's just something so beautiful and emotional about writing a project involving an OSDDID character ( especially that of a protagonist ) who finds and eventually accepts that this is not just their own life that they exist in and maintain with, but this life also belongs to everyone else who is part of the system since the beginning to the recent, as the narrative soon emphasizes that the story is no longer just about one person but all of the system. When " this is my story " becomes " this is our story. " When " this is my life " becomes " this is our life ". When " I am all alone " becomes " we have never been alone ". The change of the blog's muse status deeply reflects on that theme is incredible to me and it always warm my heart getting to see this blog show how far the Starwake System have come together.

#[ excuse me for being emo tonight but :< I love the Starwake System so much they're everything and more to me ]#[ I remember being so excited and nervous making this big change of the blog and interactions because ]#[ to be honest while I really wanted to give this space for everyone else in the system ]#[ when they also deserve to be given love and attention and care ]#[ I was also afraid to do it from the negative treatments having Starwake's DID be more openly known ]#[ to the community that isn't so accepting of OSDDID writers and characters at most - at least that's the case to us given our exps ]#[ as well as I was worried that the other main Starwakers - especially Phobos - wouldn't be as well loved like Micah but ]#[ our circle here is so supportive of and interactive with the other Starwakers than just Micah ]#[ and it makes me ext. happy and thankful ]#[ anyways thank you everyone so much once more for being so kind to the Starwake System and the OSDDID folks ;w; ]#[ it's always so most appreciated ♡ ]

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ladyseidr · 4 months

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and what if i finally decided on a fc for anna / mrs. em.ily. what then. ( do you love her )

#☽—— ⸢ my edit ⸥#˖ ♡ 𝒻𝒸. » heart aching ( anna emily )#f n a f /#me: hasn't written her because i hadn't decided on an fc #also me: i should add her as a full muse now ( i won't yet i promise lmaooo )#i've literally written out her muse bio and everything tho in notion lmao #she's a manager in a bookstore and she's from a town in arizona right near the border of utah #her parents are chinese immigrants and she has two sisters she adores #she wants to own her own business one day and is super supportive of henry's work while they're together #like she's so down to brainstorm with him ( & william if he's willing lmao ) and is def smart when it comes to business stuff #( and not in a cutting corners way either. glances at both my henry and william. )#and she's a very good mom to charlie as well as a good aunt-like figure to the af.ton kids #love love love the idea of her and mrs. af.ton as best friends even once they've both divorced the Disasters #but i think she gets bad vibes from william like. . . not immediately but earlier than most. she's friendly but it's minimal y'know lmao #but obv she doesn't guess what he's /actually/ up to. just thinks he's a dick ( valid )

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wishi-selfships · 14 days

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work on chainsaw man si (gabi) lore so I can post it and have people enjoy the work I've tirelessly slaved over for ~2 years ❌️

make another gabi variant 🥰✅️✅️✅️✅️

anyway gabi variant whose a reality traveller like wishi. she travels the same way wishi does (through portals but sometimes they kinda just phase in and out bc it's funny) except she's also able to dream-walk through realities.

(no super real visual differences between her and the usual csm gabi's. she just doesn't have the abnormal traits (ahoge, eye rings, and the line down her spine. though i'm contemplating letting her keep the ahoge bc it's cute. visual difference is because this gabi never needed wishi to give her powers, she kinda just spawned in with them 🙇🏽‍♀️)

she has a silly "meet-cute" kind of thing w/ denji after accidentally going into his dream while she slept normally. they meet each other more often in his dreams and they start falling in love w/ one another; denji thinks she's literally his dream girl (but also in a metaphorical sense because she is, in a way, his dream girl) while gabi knows the truth and just doesn't correct him. 🔽🔽

they do end up meeting irl after gabi actually travels to his reality while trying to escape something else. she kinda just gets spit out via portal into his kitchen in the middle of breakfast lowkey and denji goes "omg it's my dream gf !!! whaght is she doing in my kitchen ..." and she goes "...." cause she hit her head on the counter so she's outta there @-@

ermm other stuff happen I guesssss but that's unimportant !!! the real importance is the fact that they're actually together now in REAL life !!!! no need for gabi to hijack his dreams to see his cute ass face when she can kiss it in the waking world 😋✌🏽!!!

tho they still do sleep 2gether 100%. they gotta !!! but this time they actually get to rest because they know they'll see each other in the waking world 🫶🏽

(queued post bc it is like 6:21 am rn and I'm not gonna wake up early enough to post at a good time T□T)

#gets on my hands and knees #pls they are occupying my brain SO BAD plspls ask questions about them i wanna answer badly. devastatingly even #selfship #self ship #yumejoshi #yumeship #selfshipping #denji #denji csm #giggles and kicks my feet #yeaghh.. self indulgent ♡♡#really this is just one of the many ''easy'' aus i have for GabiDen. everything is okay and they're happy together with minimal drama #bc i think denji deserves to have his whole family AND the best gf he could have AND happiness #(yes that does mean nayuta exists. dont ask what happened w/ makima i dont have an answer leave me alone)#⛓️🪚 denji hayakawa [romantic f/o]#tbh i have been thinking of changing the way i tag my ships. idk the emojis arent hitting anymore. i gotta hit em with a #♡_denji hayakawa [rom.]#♡_gabixdenji [ship]#or uhh #♡_gabiden [ship]#see because DenGabi doesn't hit. all the other cool kids ships have Denji's name last #unfortunately gabiden looks alot like ga-biden and that irks me soso bad #ah. well. we'll figure it out eventually

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lonepower · 7 months

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@cannibalisticskittles I'm soooooo happy you noticed her nails asdf I had to use BLENDER (aka the Worst™ modeling software in Existence) to get them to work so I'm very very gratified that you noticed tbh (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

don't ask me where she gets her Ye Olde French Tips done when france doesn't even exist in this setting. i'm here to look cute and commit atrocities not MAKE SENSE

#i'm still in my heart a 3DS Max 2013 girlie. it's 10 years out of date and incompatible with Everything but it made ellen shepard for me s #o How can i abandon it...#i Was using the githyanki body for her but there was a neck seam. and the modded gith body that didn't have a seam also didn't have claws #so i had to mash the two together and it took HOURS of horrible misrigged monstrosities to figure out #the things i will do for custom pcs... i am Very Terrible at modeling #she also has dalyria's lil shark teeth now!!! they're not usually visible though bc as mentioned she NEVER smiles #(she sharpens them with a whetstone. it's why she never questioned astarion's whole deal bc on the surface it looks exactly the same as h #er whole deal lmao)#ANYWAY THANK YOU ♡#cannibalisticskittles #replies

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lyxchen · 10 months

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I am going feral while listening to Imogen, Obviously right now!!! Like girl, Imogen I Love you but you're so deep in denial!! "If i was queer I'd be into her" babygirl you ARE into her!!! You have a massive fucking crush!!!! You are not appropriating queer culture by Having A Crush On A Girl!!!!!! Because you Are Queer♡♡♡♡♡

#also this is not at all supposed to be something against imogen's friends i oove them all so much #but #they have got to Stop being like 'haha you're our token straight friend' 'this is actually really inapropriate to say as a straight girl'#like #i know that they can't know her inner struggles #but if they had maybe stopped for a second when she said she'd kiss a girl and been like 'that's a little gay of you i support you'#then she might have figured herself out more quickly #you can't just assume that she already knows everything about herself and stuff like that obviously made her very insecure about her #sexuality #like she doesn't even try to think that maybe Just Maybe she's not that straight #because she's been told by Everyone that she is definetly straight #idk as somebody who also gets insecure very quickly if my friends tell me something i did wrong i can very much relate to her #i just wanna give her a hug #and again i know this is not her friend's fault they're just trying to educate her on things you probably shouldn't say as a straight girl #but imogen really doesn't seem to be the type of person to act gay just for attention like some girls do #so i do find it a bit strange that her friends do think of her like that sometimes #anyways i Looove imogen and also tessa is like really hot and i'd have a crush on her too so go get your girl imogen♡#lea's random thoughts #i'm about halfway through the audiobook please don't spoiler me thank youu

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prismaticutie · 1 year

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Everyone LOOK AT MY NEW PINS...

#I love them I love them I love them I love them I love them #They're blind boxes so you can't guarantee which ones you get #I wasn't gonna buy them at first but then I saw SUNDROP AND MOONDROP #And I was like I HAVE TO.#So I did :3 #And I got lucky! The series has 6 pins and after buying 5 boxes we got 4 unique ones!#We got a double of Chica but that's okay bc she's a cutely ♡#I got some hot cash (yes I got these at Hot Topic) so I'm gonna buy more...once my hot cash can be used...#Also apparently everything in the store was buy one get one 30% off? So we paid less for the pins to begin with!#Yippee!#REALLY unknown fact abt me is that I collect enamel pins. I like them a lot they are everything to me okay...?#I get most of mine from Hot Topic which sucks but I just don't know anywhere else to get enamel pins #Lumi talks #<- new tag. I might use it more I might not. Who knows...?

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heartbeetz · 2 years

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Thinking about people having a crush on me irl is so weird / off-putting nobody is allowed to like me without my permission. And yet I based Chiffon and Terri's whole thing around exactly that.

#I love thinking about chiffon and terri's pre-relationship stuff ooughh it's so funnn #they looooove me they love me so much :3 #terri being completely oblivious to chiffon not even trying to hide the fact that they're head over heels....#coming into fleurescence every day just to flirt and make small talk and get flustered whenever terri does basically anything #leaving little notes (both anonymous and signed) and offering to make him new outfits or take him out for lunch or drinks...#and terri is internally just like ''this is another customer and a fellow business owner'' and thinks nothing of it at all #until chiffon finds out he's with swatch already and comes in to fleurescence like #''I'm sorry for coming onto you like that I didn't know you were in a relationship already I'm sorry oougjhvdbg ;0;''#and then it all hits terri like a truck instantly #after piecing everything together he realizes he maybe also kinda likes chiffon back #and he's like. ''actually. how about I take you up on one of your offers finally?''#(bc he's openly polyam and it's completely normalized in that universe)#and then gay people real ♡#roz posts #s: lights in the dark #♡: 🌐👗💵#romantic tag

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cashmoneyyysstuff · 2 months

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chocolate confession ♡

fem reader, part 2 for the ring pop proposal miniseries since yall were asking for it ! fem reader, soft n worried katsu, white day chocolates, katsu n reader r in highschool (ignore the no dorms blehh :P) in this one, this also reeks of my ocxcanon ship msorry yall lolololol, i dont think there are any warnings, but lemme know if i missed sum else !

the first person who realizes katsuki is trying to confess to you is his mom because he hasn't left the kitchen since he'd banished everyone from coming in as soon as the sun peeked through the curtains.

the older woman had no idea what the sounds of pots and pans clanging, mixed with not-so-quiet cursing meant, at first. but she figured it out quickly, call it mother's intuition, or the fact that she checked her calendar and realized tomorrow was white day.

mitsuki knew her son was going to confess to you when he came back from school with a cutely wrapped box of chocolates. her katsuki was still rowdy—if not rowdier and even less approachable than he was as a chubby cheeked little boy, so she guessed by the blush and barely suppressed smile on his face that—

"ouuu, got yourself some chocolates ? aren't you a heartthrob.." she teased "who'd you get those from ?"

katsuki scoffed at his mothers teasing. he rolled his eyes, but they wouldn't—or rather couldn't stray far away from the wrapped sweet treats. he runs his thumb over the ribbon tied in front.

"..yn gave 'em to me." he huffs proudly.

as she guessed, they came from you. of course.

katsuki is still—if not even more protective over everything that involves you, practically growling at his mom's not so sneaky attempts at trying to sneak a chocolate when he had opened the box "yn made 'em for me, so no touchin'." he snarled, stomping over to his room and ignoring his mom's knowing smirk when he made his way up the stairs.

this memory brings her back to now when she suddenly hears..nothing. absolute silence in contrast to all the ruckus from only a few seconds ago. and then the door creaks open just a bit and mitsuki sees her son's head peek out from the corner. she looks up from her magazine to raise a brow in question and the blond boy glares, jolting his head to the side in a silent plea for her to come over.

she saunters to the door, knowing smirk growing wider the more her son's grumpy face comes into view. she gets a peek of her kitchen through the small crack her son allowed her to see. she had to admit, though rowdy, katsuki was anything but messy. even though the dishes piled up, she knew he'd clean them up soon enough. she looks down at him and he avoids eye contact.

"can i come into my kitchen now ?" she smirks. katsuki scoffs at his feet. he grumbles something unintelligible before side stepping and telling her to 'just come in already.'

the woman is greeted with a batch of freshly made chocolates, which she assumes are one's you like if she knew how enamoured her katsuki was with you.

"ouu, who are these for, hm ?" she teased, but if he knew her son well enough she knew that these—

"sh-shut up !" katsuki snapped, cheeks turning red and eyes drifting around the room "you know who.." he challenges. mitsuki smirks wider, crossing her arms.

as she guessed, they're for you.

"okay.." she humors him, shifting her weight to her other leg " and what do you need me to do here ?"

katsuki inhales shortly to himself. he picks up one of the chocolates, not from your tray because those were for you and no one else, but from another tray she hadn't noticed of sloppier batches.

"try this." is all he says. handing her a little piece of deformed chocolate and she plops it into her mouth. she takes the time to let the sweet treat melt on her tongue before letting out a pleased hum. katsuki straightens up and his eyes shine and brighten the slightest bit.

"mhm, these are good." she acknowledged "but why don't i get one of the pretty ones ?" she teases. her katsuki all but scoffs in her face, simply stating that "these are for yn, not you."

and mitsuki realizes. he must've been working for hours trying to make these chocolates perfect for you, she guessed. her heart warms and her eyes soften at her son's adoration for you.

"but the one you gave me is good too, why can't you just give her one of those ?" at that, katsuki shoots her an incredulous look, like she had just told him something utterly unimaginable.

"i can't go around givin' her shitty chocolates ! 'specially not if i.." he trails off suddenly, grumbling with balled fists. he wipes at his cheek to try and wipe off his embarrassment. mitsuki feels her smile practically reach her ears. she's too good at this.

"if you what ?" she sings, leaning towards her son. he grumbles.

"if i—stop looking at me like that ! s'creepy so knock it off !" the blond snapped, face and ears a bright shade of pink and mitsuki can't help but bark out a loud laugh at her son's flustered state, her laugh drowns out the low growl he makes. she decides to spare him after a good giggle.

"okay, okay. i get it." she reassures. because she does, of course she does. but she sees something is wrong with the way her son seems satisfied for only a second before he's chewing at his lower lip and the way he wipes his hands against his pants. she knows her katsuki is extremely hard to handle. he could be quite the brat, but also extremely stubborn (she thinks she might know where he got that from.) so asking him simply what was wrong was out of the question. so she decides to coax him into it.

"you gonna give them to her tomorrow ?" he nods, hiding his eyes with his bangs.

"they're good. so i'm gonna give 'em to her tomorrow." her son nods at his mumbled pep talk, but the tension between his brows doesn't let up and after a moment, he sighs grumpily.

"what if i, like, fuck it up..?" mitsuki's eyes soften at her son's insecurities showing despite himself.

"how would you do that ? all you gotta do is hand them over." she asks softly. katsuki huffs.

"it's not that simple," he retorts "what if i make it weird ? what if i make things between us weird an' she doesn't wanna be with me anymore..." the sad tone of voice and the angry little puppy dog eyes make mitsuki melt, despite growing up a lot. despite being quippy and rowdy and a major brat, her katsuki will always be her little boy tugging at the bag of sweet ring pops he'd begged her to buy at the grocery store. her little boy who smiled a bright determined smile as the bag crinkled in his hand following his proud stomps to the car back home, ready for tomorrow.

a surprised throaty noise escapes katsuki when his mom places a hand in his hair, running her fingers through it. he makes a displeased noise, again, but doesn't try to stop her. mitsuki does realize her son is trying to confess to you with these chocolates, but she's a woman too and she knows you, she's known you since you were small and she knows how much you care about her son. she knows from the way katsuki kept the chocolates to himself, the barely supressed giddiness in all of his actions and the way he took his time enjoying every bite she knows and realizes that these chocolates were most definitely just for him.

and she guessed maybe you were trying to tell him something too.

she knew her katsuki had absolutely nothing to worry about, because you carried you empty ring pop container around with you in your bag and proudly explained it was 'your husband katsu' that gave it to you with a giggle. because you'd kiss his cheek without worrying about the ooh's and the kissy noises, only her son's cherry red cheeks but proud smile. because you'd giggle and laugh when he still called you his wife well into elementary school, and because you still smile so wide at the mention of his little ring pop proposal. and so, she smiled. startling katsuki by rubbing his hair fast like an almost noogie. he growls at the sudden shift, gripping his mother's arm and pulling away with a scowl, rubbing and trying to fix his hair. "the hell are you doin', hag ?!" her son seethed, and all she can do is smile.

"you got nothin' to worry about, katsuki." she says sincerely, the boy's arms drop and altough his barely there pout remains he tries to act tough, raising a brow at her "how do you know that ?"

"call it mother's intuition." her smile widens at his scoff and rolled eyes, he's better at it now and she laughs. " why do you wanna give these to her ?" she urges. he thinks for a moment, before his cheeks burn red again but his eyes go soft and warm and so much more enamoured with you than he was all those years ago in the car.

"cus..i like her.." he confesses "an' i don't want anybody else to do it before me." he finishes bitterly.

he's always been protective of you. any other boy you were paired up with or sat next to when the class seating order changed was considered public enemy number one for a while. of course, you had him on a leash, always being able to soothe him by saying that he was your number one best friend. and that was more than enough for him to throw smart glares and snarky smirks, grabbing your hand and dragging you off somewhere to show you something cool. something he knew you'd find cool because he prided himself in knowing exactly what you liked more than the other boys. your favorite ice cream, flowers, and chocolate flavor.

and mitsuki smiles. "right, you like her. so you can't let that scare you off, can you ?" mitsuki feels her heart soaring with pride, albeit with a little amusement when her son scoffs in response "course not. i ain't scared of shit." he states, she decides to ignore the irony of his statement for now.

"of course," she nods "and just between us, i think she likes you, too. i dunno how she does but.." katsuki's eyes widen like she'd just told him something ridiculous, completely ignoring her jab at him. she has to hold back a harsh laugh at how oblivious her son could be.

"that's just my guess though !" she shrugs nonchalantly "but there's only one way to find out if i'm right.."

after a beat, katsuki nods to himself with a grunt, grabbing the tray of chocolates and putting it in the fridge, ready for tomorrow, and wordlessly rolling up his sleeves and starting the dishes, as mitsuki guessed, and she smiles. she pets her son's head again briefly, ignoring his dissaproving grumbles, before giving him a pat on the back and wishing him good luck.

the next day, katsuki walks over to her, sat on the couch, immediately after coming back from school, with a proud smirk and gleaming red cheeks. and mitsuki knew she had nothing to worry about as she grins back.

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luveline · 7 months

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spencer one shot where he’s angry at somebody else [bc he so does look so kissable when he’s angry >:(] maybe someone at one of the precincts they’re working at said something rude about r and he defends u and maybe he gets a lil kiss <3

im thinking “this is calm and it’s doctor” vibes bc that scene does things to me 😭

ty for requesting ♡ fem, 1.1k

cw for sexual harassment

"Jesus," Spencer says, rushing to stand behind you as you bend over.

"Mm?" you hum. You're fishing for your dropped change unsuccessfully by the precinct vending machines. "They have your chips, did you see?"

"Your pants are ripped," Spencer says, hand ghosting your thigh.

"What?" you ask, shooting up. You turn on the spot to hide, hand leaping back. You feel at the seam. "Where?"

"Top of your thigh."

"Shit, really? Can you see my–"

"Yeah," he says, meeting your wide eyes while you locate the rip. "How did you do that?" He laughs.

"Don't laugh!" you demand, though you're giggling as you do, hand covering your thigh and the bottom of your butt inefficiently.

"Do you want my jacket?"

"Don't cover it up, toots."

You and Spencer both blink. There's a crowd of grinning beat cops by the door of the cafeteria who've obviously witnessed your misdemeanour. "Toots?" Spencer asks.

"Sorry, boys, that's the end of the show," you say with a grin. Not because you particularly enjoy having been oggled, but it's always been like this. Men will always make weird comments to you, and you've learned to play nice until they're out of your jurisdiction.

"Turn back around," one says bravely, though you aren't sure which one.

Spencer stands in front of you subtly. "Do you know that thirty eight percent of women experience sexual harassment in the workplace?" he asks, quick but measured. "Thirty eight percent, but I'm sure a much smaller number of those women are federal agents, and a smaller number again have the capacity to break your arm. I've seen her give serial killers radial fractures. I've seen her do worse."

"We were just messing around," one says.

"No need to get defensive," says another. "Don't get mad, boy."

"I am defensive, but I'm not mad."

His tone attracts the attention of a precinct sergeant who barks at them to stop messing around and get back to work. "Were they bothering you?" he asks after they've filtered out with their heads down.

"No," you say swiftly. "Everything's fine."

Spencer frowns, worse when the sergeant leaves, turning to you to take your hand. A few weeks ago at a company picnic, when the sun was high and your spirits comparatively lower, you'd apologised to him for flirting. You love to flirt and especially with him, puppy eyed Spencer with his head of brown hair and his big brain, but some of the team suggested you were taking it too far. You apologised, but Spencer didn't really get what you were saying sorry for and took your hand to lead you out of the sun. He protects you.

"You okay?" he asks.

"I'm fine."

"You sure?" His voice fries.

"I'm sure," you say. His hand is an interesting thing on yours. He has long, long fingers that seem to possess their own willpower, moving even as they're sewn through yours. "I don't know what to do about my pants."

Spencer's eyebrows pinch together. "Well, I'll take care of that. I'll find you something. I can't believe those as–"

"Oh," you interrupt, taking your hand back in want of a better thing to hold, his cheek a mix of soft and scratchy against your palm. "You're still mad."

"I'm not mad," he insists, though eventually he relents, "Alright, I'm angry that they'd think it was okay to objectify you."

"What else?" you ask, letting your voice drop in pitch, the sound smooth as angora silk.

"I'm thinking about if I hadn't been here."

"I can protect myself," you murmur, endeared by the heat in his gaze. "You said it yourself, handsome. Radial fractures."

"You shouldn't have to."

"We both already know that," you say, the side of your hand slipping down his cheek reverently. He squints gently, his lashes dark triangles, his irises a browned sugar. His jaw clenches under your touch. "You're handsome."

"Right now?" he asks dryly.

"Are you handsome right now?"

"Are you really flirting with me right now?"

"Why wouldn't I be?" You draw a line under his ear whisper soft to curl a longer strand of his hair around the tip. "You look hot when you're winning."

"What did I win?" he asks, like he doesn't want to know.

You grin at him, stickying. "Would you like an itemised list?" you ask, rising on tiptoes to speak into the shell of his ear. "What do you think you deserve, handsome? For such a fearless defence?"

He's not immune to your whims, but he is used to them, planting his hands on your shoulders to ease you back on sure footing. "I don't want anything. I'll always defend you."

"Can I give you a small token of my gratitude, at least?"

His pinking cheeks practically emanate heat. "We don't have time for this," he says regretfully, "I still have to find you a coverup."

"Just a small token," you say.

He hums and haws. "Alright. Okay, whatever you want."

"You sure?"

He nods once, his jaw working with something unsaid. You touch his neck, fingertips trailing along the underside of his jaw until you're sure it's what he wants before you brace your hands behind his head and press a chaste kiss to his cheek, close enough that the corner of his lips align with yours but don't overlap. His neck is hot in your hands, his hair soft, his breath hooking as you lift your lips just a touch and your nose digs into his cheek. "Thank you, Spencer," you whisper.

He pulls you closer.

You shudder as his hand presses into the small of your back, wondering what it is he wants to do. His fingers spread. Your thoughts turn to white noise. Like he can sense it, he breathes out and steps away, but any sense of urgency is gone.

"As much as I might tease, I really do need some pants," you say. "I'm not very interested in anyone else seeing my panties today."

He rushes off to find you something and you press the backs of your fingers to your cheeks, feeling the heat there with a resigned embarrassment. He has no idea how much power he has over you, in his stony anger and his eager reception. The phantom of his hand warms your back until he returns, his sweater in hand. "Sorry, this is it."

"If you want me to wear your clothes, just say so."

"Hotch is pretty pissed at us."

"Ah," you sigh, tying his sweater around your waist, "another day in paradise, baby."

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♡ Aphrodisiac ♡

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Come here rude boy, can you get it up?

Come here rude boy, is you big enough?

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- Venus in the 10H is a very powerful placement, Venus gives you the power to attract influential people in your life

- Jupiter aspecting Sun natives have very beautiful smiles,😄 their smile will always look good

- Lilith aspecting Mars, men think they have the power to dominante you, girl wake up, slap and snatch. Show them, Did Lilith let herself to be submissive to Adam?? OF COURSE NAUR.

- If you have Virgo/Mercury in the 8H you can analyse your partner body parts, that person who admires you from afar

- Lilith In Cancer or Lilith at 4°, 16° 28° degrees can be good at controlling other people emotions and feelings, you can have strong ancestors/ancestry

- Aries/Scorpio or Capricorn in the 3rd house are not afraid to call someone out when its needed

- Sirene (1009) in the 6H can effortlessly be seductive, is because that's what they do on a daily basis

- Sirene (1009) in the 9H natives, people perceive you as being very seductive because of your ethnicity/country, your exotic aura allures them

- When you have Saturn in the 7H people see you as an ideal partner if you match with their standards

- Saturn in the 8H natives can be shy during their first sex act, you need a partner who can let your fears to go away

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Tonight, I'ma let it be fire

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- Dejanira (157) in the 8H or in Scorpio attract powerful people but be careful these people can also be good manipulators

- Dejanira in the 8H tends also to be very vindictive, if she finds herself being mistreated she'll do the same

- Pisces Venus and Venus in the 12H native are always hoping they'll met that person who will make them complete

- Scorpio Moon in a Juno Persona chart can indicate the couple may love physical touch or that sex is very neddy in a relationship/marriage

- Lilith in the 7H in your ascendant persona chart indicate other people perceive your relationships as misterious

- Pluto in the 1H natives, people can perceive you as a "bad" person without knowing your full story

- What I love about Moon in the 9H natives is that they're always in touch with the divinity/source/universe even their ancestors

- Venus in Sagittarius or Venus in the 9H (Venus in 9°, 21°) can indicate people who are in love with their culture/country/traditions

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Do you like it boy? I wa-wa-want

What you wa-wa-want

Give it to me baby, like boom, boom, boom

What I wa-wa-want is what you wa-wa-want

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- Venus in Aquarius/11H or Venus at 11°, 23° degrees falls in love with everything that might seem "new" for them, it's making them excited

- Mars in the 7H in the Juno Persona Chart can indicate intensity in marriage/relationship but also jealousy

- Lilith conjuncting Saturn natives, Lilith finds herself being very restrictive and closed here, that's why she may act rebellious lots of times

- Lilith in the 10H or in Capricorn, people can perceive you as a sex symbol. The same if you have Aphrodite in the same house and sign

- Having Venus and Mars in the same house can make you magnetic and sexual, you tend to send other people this energy

- Mars and Jupiter in the same house can boost your confidence, energy and sexual drive

- Sun and Moon in the same house can make you very sensitive and kind to others but on the other hand you can absorb energy fast

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Babe, if I don't feel it I ain't faking no

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- Neptune aspecting the ascendant natives have a shocking beauty type. People can stare at them for hours

- Mercury and Pluto in the same house can boost your knowledge, they're always thinking deep into subjects

- Earth Sun Water Moon can hide their feelings so well, people don't know if they're truly speaking the truth about their feelings or not

- Saturn and Jupiter in the same house gives daddy vibes but in the sense of the discipline. They're always the most respectful people in the room

- Moon conjunct Lilith can tell when they are being lied or manipulated and is a very smart move

- Asteroid Eva (164) aspecting the Sun, the native has an enchanting feminine aura (both genders). Their beauty is so delicate

- Asteroid Hera (103) aspecting the Midheaven can give authority over relationships, you know people getting mad because you're in a relationship with someone

- Medusa (149) in Leo/5TH house people always get jealous over your personality and the way you act, overall for being yourself

- Medusa (149) in Libra or 7H can make other people jealous because of their relationships, I'm not kidding I have my Medusa in the 7H and I remember there were people who wanted to destroy one specific ex-relationship of mine because they were jealous 😭😭(traumatic)

- You need to worry less when you have Moon in Virgo or Moon in the 6H because whatever happens that's it. You cannot change it

- Let's talk about how Erato(62) in Gemini (my placement😨) will make you extremely confused about your talents, is like you have 100 ideas and you have to divide them one per one

- Sun in the 7H house natives are lucky in a way because their whole attention will be put into finding that one (right) person

- 7H house ruler in the 9H can bring a spouse from a different religion/ethnicity/culture

- Moon in the 3rd house natives think with their hearts before making any important decision

- Saturn in the 1H together with Capricorn and Aquarius Risings can have sensitive skin (Saturn rules the 1H for these)

- Uranus aspecting the Midheaven can make you confused about your career/job path, everything can happen suddenly in with those aspects

- Uranus aspecting Sun natives can act weird when they don't like someone, they're also very intuitive and that can be sign

- Juno/Venus in the 12H can make you dream or (hallucinate) about your lovers/partners/crush

- Juno in the 6th or Juno in Virgo can get a partner who may prioritize health over everything. But in the same time hardworking and disciplined

- Venus in Taurus/Venus in the 2H (Venus at 2°, 14°, 26°) natives love to get spoiled, they're all about "spoil me and I'll do the same". They may be spoiled but also generous!!

- When you have Taurus in the 4H or Venus in the 4H your HOME is the place you'll find the most comfortable

- Saturn Retrograde (in the 6H) can indicate someone who didn't paid much attention to their responsibilities and orders in a past life

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Love me

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- Libra Moons/Moon in the 7H can have the gift of compromise, not always about finding peace but patience in a relationship (Moon at 7°, 19°)

- Aries Moons/Moon in the 1st are the loudest in the room, you know they are bold the moment they come to you (Moon at 1°, 13°, 25°)

- Aquarius Moons/Moon in the 11H are not always able to tell how they feel out loud and that's okay because they need time to figure out what they truly feel (Moon at 11°, 23°)

♥️ 🌹 New post for y'all, enjoy 🌹 ♥️

Is he a rude boy or just an Aries Rising? I'd let him to be the captain anyway❗❗❗

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