Nooooo!!!!!

Someone tell me it's not true 😭

Please tell me this a joke.

It can’t be, it just can’t for real

NO BECAUSE THIS BROKE ME EVEN MORE..SO HERE

#no thoughts, just Dustin and his two dads.

Raided

pairing: fezco x fem!reader

warnings: drug mentions, guns mentions, language, suggestions of sex.

summary: it was the middle of the night when y/n decided to go pee and, lucky her, saw something strange going on in the cameras.

a/n: English is NOT my first language, apologies on grammar mistakes

You were never one to believe in superstitions yet that night you couldn't help but feel strange. Like if you were hoping for something to happen or more like waiting for something to happen.

You all had just finished eating dinner and were now in the living room watching a movie. Ash was lying alone on one couch while you and fezco took over the other one, yet you couldn’t help but feel that weight and anxiety for something to come.

Fezco noticed this and he didn’t like it one bit. Your mind seemed to be somewhere else instead of being focused on the soft touches he was giving you.

“What’s that pretty head of yours thinking about?” he murmured into your hair pulling you closer to him.

SORRY IF IM SPAMMING BUT I LUV YOUR WRITING AND HOW MATERNAL THE READER IS💕💕

I am so glad and happy that you liked it that much 🤗 ✨️💕 Hope you get to stick around for more <3

How I think the Moonboys would react if you defend them:

Y/n: *kicking ass*

Steven: ….

Y/n: *covered in blood* Come on, we don’t have all day.

Steven: …

Y/n: …

Steven: Marry me.

Y/n: Steven! *blushes*

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Y/n: *kicking ass*

Marc: Hey watch out!

Y/n: *stabs creature, covered in blood*

Marc: Damn.

Y/n: ?

Marc: *wipes blood off your face* Appreciate it, doll.

~

Y/n: *kicking ass*

Jake: *panicking* PRINCESA WATCH OUT!

Y/n: *cool ass fighting poses*

Jake: Lemme-

Y/n: STAY RIGHT THERE

Jake: BUT-

Y/n: JAKE I AM HANDLING IT. *stabs creature without looking, blood splattering everywhere*

Jake: …

Y/n: …

Jake: *sheepishly* Sorry I even questioned you, mi alma.

~

Y/n: *kicking ass*

Khonshu: THATS IT LITTLE ONE! TWIST HIS HEAD! STAB HIS LEG!

Y/n: *stops and stares at Khonshu*

Khonshu: *nearly pokes y/n with beak* what?

Y/n: shush.

Khonshu: YOU DON’T SHUSH A GOD-

Y/n: *runs away to the opposite direction*

😂 <3

this is your daily reminder to write that fic! who cares if it’s a dying fandom, bring it back to life! who cares if you only have a sentence, you’ll get there don’t give up! who cares if it’s a self indulgent fic, we love to see it! who cares if it’s an overdone trope, you’re making it unique in your writing style! who cares if it takes you a month to write a fic and then you dip, you’re still writing and sharing your work and that’s what matters! who cares if you write for yourself and never post it, you’re still writing and getting your ideas down and that matters just as much as if you posted it! just keep writing, you got this <3

Bring. Them. Back. <3

The Baby Assignment [P.P]

Summary: When you and Peter begin working on an assignment for your Child Development class and Morgan overhears your discussions, she starts to think that you and Peter are actually expecting a baby, leading to a lot of confusion and a very pissed off Tony.

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: mentions of sex, mentions of pregnancy and childbirth, swearing, typos

a/n: just something nice and fluffy before the last chapter of bty comes out and crushes everyone’s souls 

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“MJ is so pissed,” Peter laughed as the two of you walked hand in hand into the penthouse of the tower, “she said Flash has already made three misogynistic remarks and eight ‘that’s what she said’ jokes.” 

“Oh god,” you chuckled, “she’s gonna kill him.” 

Peter’s phone buzzed again, “nine jokes,” he updated with a smile, texting her back a frowny face. 

“I’m just glad we got paired together,” you said as you set your backpack on the kitchen counter, “I mean imagine if you got paired with Flash… or worse, if I got paired with Flash.” You grimaced at the thought. 

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I loved Peter parker here 😂😂🤗

Fallen from Heaven, Grown on Earth

A/N - Hello everyone! Long time no see. Here is a story I wrote for @beautifulbows924​ ’s writing challenge. Thank you so much for this! <3 Before you start reading I’d like to say I’m very proud of this, even if it’s not as good as I’d like it to be. I had never written such a long story, (and finished it) and obviously not in English. As always, English is not my first language, and this had no beta reader so forgive me and please, laugh out loud if I write something that doesn’t make sense. Also, my first time writing smut, please don’t come at me.

Also, this fic turned out a bit dark near the end, I’m obviously against any type of violence. If you need help, there’s plenty of resources out there for you. You’re not alone.

 TAGS AND WARNINGS - +18, Minors DNI, eventual smut, graphic descriptions of sex, blood, mentions of self harm and suicide (they do not happen, they are only mentioned but just in case), dubius consent because DID (?), DID probably not accurate, canon-typical violence, angst, hurt/comfort, nightmares, panic attacks, sleeping disorders, jealousy, alcohol consumption, no beta, probably more warnings but I’ll update if I find more.

PAIRINGS - Steven Grant x fem!reader ; Marc Spector x fem!reader.

WORD COUNT - 25k (yes I know, I started writing a one-shot and this happened)

SUMMARY - The arrangement was to become friends with Steven Grant, that was what you’d promised to your lifelong best friend, Marc Spector; but things quickly get out of hand.

 FALLEN FROM HEAVEN, GROWN ON EARTH

This? This is a work of art

me at the start of the episode: ohohoh, i’ve got it figured out! of course! the scale isn’t balanced because jake’s heart is missing! indeed! they just need to talk it through, discover jake and bam! problem solved! [i start twirling my hair and kicking my feet in the air, giggling]

me at the end of the episode: wha t the fuckv. w hat. the fuck what th. e fuck wh. a t the fu ck what the FUCK w. ha t. the fUC k wha

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 | 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭-𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫

( gif credits to @paper-n-ashes​ )

no because look at the gif,,,,episode 5 has destroyed my heart and soul completely, i’m still not over it (i never will) steven grant stans how are we, huh? 😭😭

anyway, english is not my mother tongue, so forgive the intrusion of possible grammatical errors, hope you like it!

“You can’t just hide things from me anymore, Marc!” You exclaimed once you entered the small hotel room, Marc was walking in front of you, his back to you, as usual. “This isn’t how it works and you know it.”

He clicked his tongue, turning on his heels to direct an incredulous, almost bitter expression at you.

Since two days Marc had been completely unbearable, you had sensed it when you felt all the tension that had formed in his back, in the short and dry answers he gave you, the scoldings he yelled at you when you made even the slightest mistake during a fight, like when you had inadvertently allowed one of Harrow’s guys to bury his blade right in the center of your abdomen, a wound that, just seconds later was healed by the Battle Suit provided by Khonshu, so you had not given it so much importance, contrary to Marc, who started shouting like crazy that you should be more careful and not to be so impulsive, you had simply rolled your eyes at his hysterical reaction, but you had not said anything, not wanting to start an argument, since you understood that he was really on the verge of a nervous breakdown, because, of course, on the one hand you were in fucking Egypt, on the other hand he had lost the Scarab and as a wonderful bonus, it was already almost imminent that Harrow would resurrect Ammit any day now.

During fights you remained calm, you always thought before you struck, you were known for that, you knew how to read your opponent’s moves perfectly, what they would do and where they would strike and of course, your dearest God watched over your safety and well being, even after all the years you had been his avatar, one of his two avatars, to be more specific. He had grown fond of you and it was quite hard for you to admit, but there was a special bond between the two of you, you were loyal and he was empathetic with you, almost overprotective. Khonshu trusted you, even more than Marc, but that was a secret that no one but him knew.

“This?” Marc raised his index finger and pointed to the space between you and him, snorting humorlessly. “There is no this, (Y/N). There’s nothing between us.” Your mouth immediately snapped shut at his words, leaving you immobile at your stance, not wanting to get any closer to him now, your chest tightened at his words, but, you stood strong anyway, striving not to show yourself vulnerable in front of him. So, you steeled your heart and prepared to listen to whatever came from between his lips, as venomous as ever, knowing that there was no turning back, you had already pushed him to the limit of his emotional overload.  “Are you seriously so stupid to believe that you’re here for any reason other than because Khonshu made the terrible mistake of choosing you as his other avatar? You think you’re that important?”

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Can we all just agree that Steven is definitely one of the most amazingly beautiful human beings...or alter🥰

let’s talk about the fact Marc and Steven were never really on good terms and were actually at each other’s throats most of the time, but the first second they reunited they immediately rushed in for a big, desperate hug and were just so relieved they found each other again like they were best friends who hadn’t seen each other in ages, because even if they always fought, they knew they could trust each other while their lives were in danger. this scene was so wholesome.

Me giving myself therapy in the bathroom at 3am

POKER

Steven Grant x Reader x Marc Spector

word count: 3.7k

genre: angst, dark-ish themes, fluff, suggestive themes

warnings: implied smut, angst, mentions of stalking, everyone just being a mess, especially marc, obsessive behavior

summary: Your relationship with Steven is constantly strained by the presence of Marc's disdain for you.

author’s note: I tried to be careful to be conscious of the presence of DID on this property, but if I wrote anything that is offensive or ignorant, please please please let me know.

The restaurant’s staff did a poor job at masking that they were sending you looks of pity every so often. Much like you, they were wondering when you were going to give up and shamefully admit that you had been stood up. You twiddled with your freshly polished fingers and checked your phone often as you nibbled on cold appetizers. It kept you busy since you had already tried calling thirteen times. Yet, it took the tenth couple eyeing you with concern on their way out for the embarrassment to finally make a bed under your skin. You ordered the first thing you could pronounce, and afterward, left the restaurant gripping your to-go plate as you looked at your phone one last time.

This experience wasn’t new, but you were already tired of having to find a restaurant that hadn’t seen what you looked like when you were in denial. It’s not like Steven didn’t want to come. It was the fact that he and Marc’s schedule clashed, and you were always at the receiving end of Marc’s negligence—you considered it forgetfulness to give him the benefit of the doubt.

Just You and Me

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Synopsis: Peter stays with you when you get hurt during a battle with the Green Goblin. Written by a lover of Les mis, teen wolf, and phoebe bridgers

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no way home spoilers below the cut

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My heart? Shattered