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quillthrillswriting · 1 day

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sooo.... anyone else ever wondered how different ATLA would have been if aang had been frozen at age 16 instead of age 12?

yeah... me too 😌 my new fanfic "the teenager in the iceberg" follows the events of the show, but with only aang aged up, while everyone else remains their canon age.

also...cmon....how funny is it to switch zuko and aang's iconic dialogue to "you're just a teenager!" "...so are you?"

enjoy the excerpt from (the upcoming) third chapter!! updates every wednesday!!

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Aang led the way through the temple, and Katara winced at every single skeleton that lined the halls of the stone pathways carved through the sacred building. Aang couldn’t look at them, didn’t let himself look at them. Katara didn’t blame him for it. She hadn’t been able to look at the handful of bodies left after every Fire Nation raid, and yet, here were the bodies of all of his people, his entire culture.

She was snapped out of her spiralling train of thought by the screech of stone against stone as Aang funnelled air through a complex looking lock system, the gears driving it creaking from disuse. Sokka and Katara flinched, but Aang stayed still.

The door opened to hundreds, if not thousands, of stone statues, gazing unflinchingly back at them.

Sokka dropped into a defensive position out of habit, as if the statues would lunge toward them at any minute, and Katara just rolled her eyes and giggled at her brother, pushing past him as she stepped towards the statues in awe. Weaving between them, she stopped at one of a woman with traditional water tribe clothing that made her heart twist with homesickness. She felt Aang standing behind her, his exposed chest through his one-shoulder robes radiating heat in a way that made her face flush with colour.

He reached up over her to brush a finger against the statue’s delicately carved hair. “She has your little…hair thingies.”

Somewhat unconsciously, she reached up to brush her own loops of hair, grazing the white bone-beads with her ring finger. “I didn’t realise the great Avatar paid attention to things like that.”

A teasing smile spread across Aang’s lips. “I think you’ll find that I’m a very attentive person.” He said the words innocently enough, but the way honey seemed to wrap around every syllable caught Katara off guard, sending warmth spreading down her spine as she momentarily forgot how to speak.

Aang grinned again, looking as though he was about to add something, before a chittery, squeaking noise echoed through the room, bouncing between statues. “What was that?” Sokka yelped, jumping away from the statue whose armour and sword he had been examining. The screech of metal against stone sounded from somewhere on Sokka’s side of the room, and both Katara and Aang quickly wove between statues to join him, all three tensing.

From between the statues, the sound got louder, and a helmet dragged between the sculptures, moving haphazardly as it scraped against the floor.

“GHOSTIE!” Sokka yelped, jumping backwards as he pointed an accusatory finger at the helmet. Katara stayed silent, visibly pale. Aang looked back at the two of them, then faced the helmet again. He stepped through those same strange airbending forms, his movement ending with the sharp expulsion of wind from his fist. The helmet blew away, clattering against the stone, revealing….

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♥ check out the two chapters of this (ongoing) fic & my ao3 here! ->

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miguelswifey04 · 10 months

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miguel has that life altering kind of sex

LMAO YEAH…im ngl idk if this was a request or a statement but regardless…i did a thing 💆🏽‍♀️

a deep moan rumbled from his throat as he enjoyed the intimate connection between you, the mixture of pleasure and nourishment filling his senses. he suckled eagerly, his touch and suckling becoming more intense, his desire to please you growing with every passing second.

"mmmm, mi amor," he murmured with urgency, his voice muffled against your breast. "you taste so delicious. i can't get enough of you." miguel continued to give attention to both of your breasts massaging them and teasing their hardened peaks. he reveled in the way your body reacted to his touch.

he then positioned himself above you, as he caged your head with his arms that were on either side of your head as he pressed a kiss on your forehead and your face. he plunged inside you feeling how tight and wet you were for him already. he loved that feeling so much of always being inside your spongy walls that enveloped his thick cock so perfectly. “this pussy was made for me.” he cooed into you ear. he began to thrust into you as he wrapped his arms under you. he sped up his moments and slowed down to tease your pussy because he loved when you clenched around him.

you gripped onto his shoulders as you felt him enter me, stretching youout “oh my god…you’re so big….” you cried out in moans as you scratched his back from the feeling of him stretching your hole. “good, i’m glad. you always know how to take my cock so well mi vida.”

the scratch of your nails against his skin sent tingles of pleasure down his spine, fueling his desire to go deeper and bring you to heights of ecstasy. with each thrust, he adjusted the angle and pace, seeking to find the perfect blend of pleasure for both of you.

he gazed into your eyes, his own filled with a mixture of love and desire. "you feel incredible, mi amor. so tight and wet...you're driving me wild," he confessed, his voice filled with raw passion. "i want to make you lose control, to hear you scream my name in pleasure."

and you did, you screamed his name as he angled your hips in a way he could go even deeper. he was hitting you g-spot and as well as you a-spot (cervix). he knew how to please you properly and where to angle his cock to hit all the right spots just for you. he knows your body so well like the back of his hand.

he could feel the buildup of pleasure within both of you, the tension coiling tighter with every movement. with every thrust, he aimed to push you closer to the edge, desperate to witness your release and share in the ecstasy with you.

“mmmm, let go, mi amor," he urged, his voice filled with both encouragement and need. "let me take you to the peak of pleasure." his breath hitched as he felt his climax approaching, the pleasure building to a crescendo. "i’m close, mi amor," he gasped, his voice strained with need. "will you cum with me?" you loved whenever he asked you this…this made you push over the edge of ecstasy.

“i’m close, oh my god i’m-“ you moaned out as and your body trembled as you reached your orgasm. you squirted all over his cock and thighs. miguel’s breath caught in his throat as he witnessed your release, feeling the warm rush of your essence cascading over his cock and thighs. the sight alone sent him hurtling towards his own climax, his body trembling with pleasure.

with a final surge of intensity, he continued his thrusts, chasing his own release as he buried himself deep inside you. the pleasure washed over him like a tidal wave, consuming his senses completely.

a guttural moan escaped his lips as he found his release, his body convulsing with the force of his orgasm. his movements became erratic and desperate as he emptied himself inside you, his seed mingling with your own essence.

breathing heavily, he held you close, reveling in the aftermath of ecstasy. he buried his face into the crook of your neck, his voice filled with a mixture of satisfaction and adoration. "you’re incredible, mi amor. absolutely incredible."

as the waves of pleasure subsided, he gently lowered you back onto the bed, his touch tender and loving. he nestled beside you, pulling you close in a warm embrace, basking in the afterglow of the passionate connection you had shared.

“thank you miguel, you always know how to make me feel so good.” you were always thankful for that. he always knew how to pleasure you right and you were his utmost priority when it came to intimacy. you laid on his bare chest as you traced circles on his skin and the musculature of his abs.

“i’m always down for round two.” miguel teased you. he loved seeing your reaction after you were fucked senseless and he still had enough stamina for a couple rounds more as always. you usually go for a couple more rounds but not today. you were totally spent but satisfied.

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a/n: god i love writing smut <3

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savemeaslice · 2 years

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ao3 being down rn is like watching a bunch of bugs scramble when their log is flipped over

#ao3 #ao3 fanfic #archive of our own #fanfic #fandom #ao3 works #ao3 update #though #if im being honest i am one of those bugs too

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outoftimewriting · 1 year

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we did that with 15min of screentime and vaguely homoerotic energy, i'm proud

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sweeneydino · 1 year

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Dam rat dads. Why are they so prevalent in New York.

Dude named Donatello Don cause he just can't get enough with the crime stuff.

I'm obsessed. This is adorable. But I still need to work on my chaos gremlins in LME. Oof

Edit: I keep making more

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queerism1969 · 11 months

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#lgbtq community #lgbtq #lgbtqia #lgbt pride #lesbian #nonbinary #queer #sapphic #nonbinary lesbian #gay girls #ao3 works #ao3 stuff #ao3 kiribaku #ao3 hotwings #fanfic #fanfiction #ao3 lumity #inappropriate use of #archive of our own

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zxmickeyzx · 10 months

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Fashion

Miles has always had an interest in fashion. It was another way for him to express himself, so he took a lot of pride in his appearance. There's a reason why Ganke keeps trying to steal not only his shoes but other clothes. Miles was definitely a trendsetter when it came to looks. He also loved to help out and model for the local fashion students, and in return sometimes he got to keep original work.

His fashion even showed up in his everyday crime fighting side. It didn't take long for the media to catch on to his fashion looks. There were media blogs that were dedicated to catching all his styles. He couldn't take all the credit for his fashion on his Spiderman side. Most of the credit went to Kenneth Kingston. They were a student at Mile’s school who got bullied at his school for being non-binary. They met while he was patrolling the city and heard them crying after getting bullied so bad at school that day. He decided to sit down with them and talk to them. Turns out they both really loved fashion, and that was the start of their friendship. As Spiderman he would always check up on them and talk to them about fashion which led to Kenneth creating some fashion pieces for his Spidersona. At school Miles slowly became friends with them, which was a bit hard since they were a senior and their schedules were vastly different but eventually they made it work.

Miles encouraged them to apply for fashion school and even volunteered to be their model as both Spiderman and his everyday self. Kenneth eventually put two and two together and found out his identity over a model schedule mix-up. They appreciated Miles' effort in being a good friend to them and making them feel accepted. From there on Kenneth became Spiderman's personal stylist, but Miles still had a lot of say in what his suits looked like and even still made some of his own with Kenneth’s inputs. Kenneth eventually got a scholarship to his dream fashion school in the city. But they still hung out at fashion shows where Miles would model.

Currently Miles was wearing black baggy techwear cargo pants with red outlines on the pockets and red straps with buckles that ran along the pants. He also was wearing his classic red Jordans that Ganke loved to steal. He had a black Hoodie with a red line that was on top of his arm instead of inside it. The hoodie has a long turtle neck that works as a mask. Today was supposed to be his day off where he would attend the student work fashion show with Ganke later at night, but his best friend canceled on him at the last second. He wasn't supposed to be patrolling as Spiderman til later after the fashion show so he had time to kill before the fashion. So he decided to walk around the area while listening to his music, eventually he found himself walking past an alleyway filled with art when he senses a presence behind him.

“Miles?”

Miles turned behind him to see Hobie, Gwen, Pavitr, and Margo with a portal behind them in civilian clothing. Currently the alley was empty so there was no worries about anyone seeing them. Miles raises his eyebrow in confusion. He didn't know they would be coming and hasn't gotten a message from HQ about any emergency backups needed for missions.

“Hey guys, what brings you guys here?”

The Spider Gang takes a bit to respond to him, staring at his outfit and really taking it in. They don't usually see him in his element, most of the time they see him in his spiderman suit, school uniform or his jacket and jeans which he uses as a quick outfit when he is running outta time or he is rushing to get outta the house. Patitr was the first to break the silence.

“Dude! What are you wearing?!” He exclaims gesturing to his outfit.

Miles tilts his head confused with their reaction to his outfit.

“Just some streetwear. Why? Does it look bad?” Miles starts to look down on his outfit. He thought it looked okay, he even got some compliments from some people he walked by. One girl even asked where he got his hoodie from. Did he embarrass himself again?

“No! You look great!” Pativr walks closer to Miles to get a closer look at his outfit. “You have your own spider merch? It looks sick! I want my own merch”

Miles just chuckles and shakes his head.

“What brings you guys here? Do I need to come to HQ?”

There was a pause before someone responded.

“Nah Mate, we came cause we got done with a mission early and wanted to hang out with you” Hobie answered. “Pav’s right you look good.”

Miles got a bit shy and felt his cheeks heat up a bit from the complement.

“Yeah! We were just a bit surprised by your outfit, we’ve never seen you wear anything like this.” Gwen adds.

“It does look really cool!” Margo says walking closer to Miles to also get a better look at his outfit.

“Thanks, I usually like wearing things like this but I'm always in a rush and never have time to put an outfit together that I am actually proud of. I’ve been getting better at it though. I guess you guys always catch me when I’m at school or in my Spider suit.” Miles grins, he is glad that it got their stamp of approval unlike his spider suit with “bleeding armpits”.

“Were you going to anything today cause we did come by to hang out. We can leave if you're busy.” Gwen rubs their arm a bit. They did come last minute and didn't want to interrupt whatever Miles had going on.

“Nah you guys are alright! I was just wasting time before the student fashion show my friend is gonna be in. Not sure if it's your scene but you guys can join me if you want. Ganke just canceled on me so I was going to go alone.”

There was a smile of relief that showed on Gwen’s face.

“I’d love to join! I have yet to see a fashion show unless you count any thats been attacked!” Pativr answers first.

“I also would love to see it!” Margo says right after.

“Me too!” Gwen finally answers.

“Sure mate, I haven't been to one in awhile. I wanna see what this place has to offer in the fashion sense.” Hobie walks up to miles and wraps his arm around his shoulders. Miles felt his cheeks heating up again at the action. He is glad you can't see red easily with his skin color.

“Great! Let's go a bit early so we can sit together!”

Miles leads the gang to where the show is being hosted. It was in the auditorium of the school Kenneth attended. Once they got to the door they saw a long line to get in. The gang except Miles look nervous that they wouldn't be able to sit together. Miles just walks past the line and goes around the corner where there didn't seem to be a line, only a person near the backdoor. The person's face lights up with recognition and opens the door for Miles and the gang which confused the gang a bit.

As soon as the door opened, they were greeted with the scene of busy fashion students and models making quick last minute edits to their designs. Most not really bothering to look at the crew. Those who did greet Miles, and Miles greeted back.

Pavitr walks close to miles and whispers to his ear.

“Dude! I didn't know you were so popular!”

Miles smiles.

“Nah man, I just come here often cause of my friend. I’m gonna say hi to them before we go find some seats. They designed my merch maybe they can for you too”

“Wait, they know?!”

“Yeah, they found out a year ago” Miles says nonchalantly.

“Dude! Why haven't we meet them yet?! We met Ganke.” Pavitr says in disbelief

“They’re just very busy with school. Fashion students work hard man” Miles answers.

Before Pavitr could respond again someone shouted Miles name.

“Miles! Thank god you're here man!!!”

A person with light brown curly hair wearing a gorgeous red turtleneck dress that reached to the ground with a flowy bottom. They wore gold dangling earrings and gold bangles on their wrists. They had a lanyard with their photo Id with a nonbinary flag sticker in the corner. They make their way to the group and grabbed miles a bit away from the group.

“You're in time! I need you and Ganke to model! I know he hates it but two of our models called out.”

“Kenneth man, you know that I will, but Ganke canceled on me. But maybe one of my friends can?” Miles gestures towards the gang.

“Oh my god! How rude of me! Are these your friends from that spider place?” Kenneth whispers the last bit.

Gwen is the first to hop on the situation quickly.

“Hi! I’m Gwen! This is Hobie, Pavitr, and Margo! It's so nice to meet you!” She gestures for a handshake and Kenneth takes it.

“Its nice to finally meet you guys in person!!! Im Kenneth, they/them pronouns. Im sorry to ask this last minute but can one of you guys model with Miles? The outfits are meant to be matching outfits.”

Before any of the spider gang responds, Hobie answers.

“I was briefly a runway model.”

The spider gang was shocked that Hobie volunteered first.

“Perfect! Jenny! We got two models!” Kenneth call out.

“Good! We can do your segment now.”

“Before we start let's get Miles' friends to the VIP seats!”

“We get VIP seats?!” Pavitr was practically jumping in the air. He was just too excited to see his first fashion show that would include his friends.

“I’ll record and send it to Peter B!” Margo smiles.

“And maybe Jess!” Gwen adds. “Miguel will probably see it too.”

Hobie seemed unbothered by that but Miles was a bit nervous because they have never seen him model before so he was a bit nervous.

“You guys are in for a treat. Miles is a great model, you see him solo, the audience loves him. Sadly its pair and last minute so it will have to be a normal walk.”

“You ain't seen nothing, me and Miles have chemistry” Hobie grins looking down at Miles. Miles couldn't look him directly in the eye, a bit nervous about the situation.

“I look forward to it, but enough talking, Jenny have someone take Miles' friends to the VIP. We need to get you guys ready.”

The gang went their separate ways. Kenneth started getting Miles ready. Miles has some new black cargo shorts with oversized pockets and black straps. He had an oversized short sleeved black t-shirt with gray flannel long sleeves under the shirt. He had on chunky black and white converse. It's definitely a different aesthetic that miles didn't usually wear but could get behind. Miles glanced at Hobies outfit. As usual he looked amazing.

Hobie has on long black cross earrings. His free locks were tied up, he still had all his piercings on. Kenneth said it really added to his look. Hobie had on a smaller but still loose fitting t-shirt except it was cut short with a wide belt with his high waisted black cargo pants with also grayish straps. He had white long sleeve under shirt and wore gray combat boots. Miles didn't realize how long he was staring at Hobie, but Hobie did and gave Miles a smirk. It caused Miles to have a mini panic.

Hobie was really cool to Miles, and he never forgot how much Hobie helped him out during the incident before the chase, and how he helped Miles after the whole thing with spot happened. Hobie was just a good friend and Miles just really appreciated him. He didn't like like Hobie that way.

That may be a lie, but he can deny it.

The fashion show was starting soon, Miles and Hobie only had to sub in for one part luckily. It was the matching outfits section which could be seen as couples or as best friends wearing them. Miles assumed they would be doing the best friends version. He was a bit nervous since this would be his first time subbing as a duo, when it's just him he can do different tricks to please the audience but he doesn't know what to do with Hobie on stage.

Hobie could sense Miles being nervous.

“Don't worry about a thing, you’ll be great out there. Just walk how you usually do and leave everything on the stage.” Hobie smiles. “Just do you Miles and I’ll do me”

It was a nice thing for him to say which made him a little less nervous. He just needs to keep reminding himself to leave it all on the stage.

After what felt like eternity, it was their turn to walk on the stage. Behind the side curtains of the stage Hobie and Miles were on opposite sides. Miles on the right and Hobie on the left. Miles looks at Hobie and sees him mouthing the word breathe.

And that's what he does. ‘Leave it all on the stage Miles. You can do this!”

The last duo returned backstage and now it was their turn. As soon as the lights hit his face he got into his groove of doing the walk and showing out Kenneth's outfit. He wasn't sure what Hobie was doing, but Miles focused on the audience. It was all good til he felt Hobie’s hand pulled him and twirled him close to him .

Miles was startled at first. He finally took a look at Hobie who just smiled and winked at him. Miles wasn't really sure what was going on but at that moment he just fully let go. Hobie and were now waltzing the stage, switching sides and twirling each other around. Miles couldn't help but smile brightly. He was having fun dancing with Hobie.

When they get to the front of the stage Hobie takes the opportunity to dip Miles with his right hand holding Miles waist from the back and his left hand holding Miles right leg from underneath the knee.

Hobbies eyes look into his eyes without breaking contact. For a second it was just him and Hobie. He wanted the moment to last longer.

Hobie then brings Miles close to him, letting his right leg down and slowly taking his right hand into his left without letting go of his waist with his other hand. After a couple of seconds Hobie twirls to the left side and holds up their hands for a bow which Miles follows.

Thinking that the moment was over Miles was about to walk down the stage back to the changing rooms, but Hobie had other plans.

He dragged Miles and jumped off the stage and ran through and out the auditorium. Ofc Hobie wouldn't finish the actual runway. He wondered if they ruined the runway but at that moment he didn't care. It felt exhilarating.

Hobie was laughing and smiling and Miles couldn't help but join him. After a bit Hobie stops running at an alleyway, not really knowing where he was. Miles is catching his breath for a bit and looks up at him still holding his hand. Hobie smirks.

“Fun wasn't it?”

“...Yeah it was fun” Miles answers. “But I think we should head back before Kenneth comes for us for running away with their designs.”

Hobie shrugs.

“It will be fine, we are giving them more publicity.”

Miles shakes his head.

“You're amazing, you know that?”

“Nah, but you are though, but you're right we should head back soon”

Miles looks at their hands, and Hobie looks down as well.They both look at each other in silence for a bit.

Then Hobie lifts Miles' hand to his mouth.

“Or maybe we should stay here till the show ends?”

Miles smiles, his cheeks hurting from his smile.

“I’d like that”

#punkflower #atsv miles #miles morales fanfiction #across the spiderverse fanfiction #gwen stacy #hobie spiderverse #hobie x miles #miles x hobie #atsv fanfiction #ao3 works #not edited #I was on a roll and threw this up #will revise later #beginner writer #Fashionista! Miles AU #flowerpunk #spiderpunk

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adhd-chaos-queen · 11 months

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pretty sure someone has done this before, but it is true, so why not...

#ao3 suff #ao3 supremacy #ao3 #ao3 works #ao3 memes #archive of our own #ao3 fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfic meme

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strangelypenned · 10 months

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I could be using the time ao3 being down is providing me with to get things done. I could be writing and doing laundry. Instead I’m scouring tumblr and Twitter to be satiated.

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#eddie munson #steddie #fanfic #fanfiction #steve harrington #stranger things #ao3 works #ao3 fanfic #ao3 update #ao3 #ao3 writer #steve x eddie #ao3 funny

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arsonandanxiety · 10 months

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Yall know what's fucking sick.The fact that the Miles Morales/Miguel O'Hara HAS MORE WORKS IN IT THAN MILES SHIPPED WITH ANY OF THE TEENS (it has been confirmed that hobie is a child stfu). NOT TO FUCKJNG MENTION THE FACT THAT HIS MOST POPULAR SHIP IS FUCKING HIM AND PETER PARKER, AND SECOND IS HIM AND PETER B. WTF. I am a multishipper. I need more chaiflower, chaipunkflower, punkflower, ghostchaipunkflower, ghostpunkflower, all of it. Step it the fuck up.

Sincerely, your anarchist

#across the spiderverse #ao3 author #ao3 fanfic #ao3 update #ao3 works #ao3 writer #hobie brown #miles morales #miles x hobie #punkflower #chaiflower #pavitr prabhakar #miles x pavitr #miles x gwen #miles x miguel #anti proshitter #atsv

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miguelswifey04 · 10 months

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ミ★ miguel o’hara likes you for awhile now and he can’t help himself around you. he comes to terms with his feelings for and he’ll make it known that he likes you. it is up to you if you’ll accept his feelings or reject him!

✧🜚 miguel o’hara tries to save you from you falling off a building from your demise as you were knocked unconscious by an anomaly. you quite literally pulled a gwen stacy on him.the mission goes south…will he be able to save you? it is up to you

𖨆𒊹︎ miguel o’hara is a very famous basketball player who plays for the webber’s for nueva york! you’re in a secret relationship with him as he keeps you away from the spotlight. you’re fed up with being kept as a secret so you talk to him about making the relationship exclusive. will he listen to you or not?

ఌꨄ miguel o’hara is a rich geneticist who works for alchemax and also a sugar daddy. he’s a billionaire so he’s loaded with $$$, and you’re just a broke college student desperate for money. miguel wants to spoil the perfect sugar baby as he’s very wealthy yet lonely. you come across his profile and both miguel and you click. you both decide to meet each other at a restaurant in NYC. what will happen next? will he make you his sugar baby?

☹︎㋛ miguel o’hara and you just lost your precious daughter, gabriella. miguel became cold and bitter even angrier and you became a recluse, a homebody. your marriage may be in thin ice…both of you heartbroken over the lost of your daughter. will miguel be able to open up to you or not?

🜸🜚 miguel o’hara is a famous actor where the whole world has his eyes on him. he’s an a-list celebrity and well you are an aspiring and upcoming actor. you debuted in your first ever movie with miguel o’hara. you’re his co-star. luckily to you, the movie did numbers and made you become quite famous. the lines of acting and reality blur, and you and him seem to actually fall for each other! what happens next? who makes the move first?

ミ★ hobie brown as your boyfriend! you’re the only non-spider person who knows about his secret, him being spider punk.

✫彡 pavitr prabhakar had saved you from a building collapsing on top of you and ever since then you and him have stayed connected. after awhile that friendship blossomed into a relationship where now you and him are dating.

ミ★ miles morales and you are childhood besties! you both share everything together even your silly little secrets. you both attend the same high school together, but one day you go to visit him at his dorm room. you knocked waiting for him to open up but you didn’t hear anything so you opened the door…unbeknownst to you-you find out he’s spider-man?!?! how will he react?? how will you react?!

✫彡 spider-man noir is a private investigator and well a spider-man. you’re his personal assistant who assists him in all his cases and missions during the 1930s. his goal is to fight the bad guys and the n*zis. will you get even closer to him over time or not??

ミ★ the spot had taken you hostage taking you to god knows where!? he may look like a fool but don’t underestimate him. he’s a super villain and sadistic in a way. he torments you and such. you try your best to escape him, as your mission failed. what will you do? what will he do to you? will you be able to evade him and defeat him once and for all??

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a/n: i take requests <3 much love 💗

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writing-desk-rae · 9 months

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a oneshot is the most dangerous thing any writer can post all it takes is one comment and suddenly your 5 multichapter works into a series with no end in sight like this wasn't the plan how did I get here

#ao3 #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #fanfic #ao3 writer #ao3 works #tumblr writers #fanfiction writers #oneshot #it was suposed to be a oneshot not a universe

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gender-luster · 2 years

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the cycle continues :)

#fanfiction #ao3 #writeblr #ao3 works #ao3 writer #fanfic #fanfic writing #writers on tumblr #fanfic tropes #fanfic meme

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hpnewgen · 10 months

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⚠️Hey, so this may be very (VERY) urgent:⚠️

So, I don’t normally do this, but something urgent came up, and I really need y’all to read this. There’s a TL;DR at the bottom of this post, but I strongly advise reading this post all the way through to gain more context on the situation at hand.

I don’t know all the details, but there’s this act floating around in the US called the “Kid’s Online Safety Act” - or KOSA , if you will. Here’s a description of it:

In summary, this law, if put in place, would aim to wipe out sites that could provide youth with life-saving resources, or even mention topics related to the LGBTQIA+ community and suicide prevention.

Now, obviously this is only a thing in America, so you’d think it wouldn’t affect the rest of the world, right?

Well, not exactly.

So you know how fandom sites such as Tumblr, AO3 and Wattpad provide an escape for many people across the world who are going through hard times (to put it simply)? I don’t mean to scare anyone, but if this law passes, these sites may be negatively affected globally.

Here’s a TikTok I found by a creator known as omarsbigsister that explains it better. It’s mainly about AO3 but Tumblr and Wattpad are mentioned too:

We all know why fandom is so important. Many people, as I’ve mentioned, use sites such as the ones previously listed to escape the troubles of their everyday life. In addition, fanfiction sites in particular provide creative outlets for writers across the globe. This law could possibly destroy this form of escapism and a creative outlet.

I’ve linked a link tree found in the above TikTok creator’s link tree at the bottom of this post. Please sign them regardless of where you’re from.

Also, y’all know I usually don’t ask for clicks, but interacting with this post in some way or even making a post of your own like this to spread the word would also be of great help!

We have to stop KOSA from being passed. The lives of America’s youth and future of fandom depend on it.

Thanks in advance!

- hpnewgen

TL;DR: KOSA is putting the lives of American youth and the future of fandom as a whole at risk and we need to act now.

Edit: Since this post is still getting engagement (thank you all for the support!), I should mention that I made a second KOSA post highlighting how dangerous the bill is outside of fandom-related things. I highly suggest checking that one out, since the info provided is very important! It’s the second-latest post on this blog excluding the pinned post. Thanks!

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mr-moonbeanies · 5 months

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with all my six of crows brain rot and the hunger games trending, it won't get out of my head...

...the crows in the hunger games

so i've written a really freaking long fanfic about it. introducing…sleep till death (ao3)

kaz brekker: leader of the dregs in district 12 and brother to one of the many victims of the hunger games. inej ghafa: a girl doing her best to care for her little brother in district 11 after their parents mysterious disappearance, no matter the cost.

jesper fahey: a secret grisha in district 11, forced to be entered for the games to keep his powers hidden.

nina zenik: a grisha rebel from district 8 who volunteered to save the life of another.

matthias helvar: member of the druskelle in district 2, training to be a peacekeeper, determined to slaughter any grisha who dares to try and win the games.

wylan van eck: the disappointment of a victor family from district 1, reaped by the influence of his father and expected to never return home.

may the odds be ever in their favor.

no mourners, no funerals.

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quillthrillswriting · 25 days

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i think that by far, the most common zutara trope i've seen is zuko freeing katara from her unhappy marriage with the clingy, unappreciative aang.

i've always felt that that aang would genuinely worship the ground katara walked on and be exceedingly kind and respectful, and so i've always thought that this trope would make a lot more sense flipped, with aang in the position of being katara's safe space after zukko reverts back to his angry, sullen, lashing out persona that he was before uncle iroh & the gaang's involvement.

this fic is the result of me having the thought "might f around and write a kataang fic that flips the usual zutara trope of "zuko helps katara escape a failing relationship with aang" 😳"

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Zuko was all alone, heading an entire empire and facilitating the transition of his nation from a war-bringer to a force for peace. At first, she told herself that it was only because he had needed help that she chose to stay with him, but that wasn’t being entirely honest. After that play on Ember Island, all of the scenes where the two of them were in love had opened Katara’s eyes to the possibility, and try as she might, she couldn’t shut them again. And Zuko, after all that he’d sacrificed to help them, after redeeming himself in her eyes, even fighting alongside her, he had seemed like her best chance at home.

So she had stayed with him.

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Zuko proposed, after just six months, but Katara thought little of the brief timeline. When you know, you know, right? He had given her his mother’s ring, and had her dress in Fire Nation colours for the ceremony. She had been under the impression that the wedding would be a welding of cultures, and so she had spent weeks painstakingly carving a traditional water tribe proposal necklace.

When she had presented it to him, Zuko had only said that a Fire Lord couldn’t be seen wearing another nation’s��trinkets . She had quietly dabbed away her tears when he wasn’t looking.

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The moon rose and set six more nights before Katara rose with it, slipping outside of the castle during the changing of the guard, draped in traditional water tribe colours for the first night in years. Before anyone had seen her, she had made it, slipping between Fire Nation homes almost silently. She only paused to pull clothes and a cloth head covering from a clothesline, silently apologizing to whatever family she had just stolen from. She tucked a couple of coins and a piece of gold jewellery into one of the pockets of the pants still on the clothesline, an attempt at making amends for her crime, then blended into the night again.

She hadn’t stopped moving until she’d finally found a small forest, then she’d made herself a bed of moss and curled up as if she was a child back on the tundra, pretending to be a sleeping snow fox alongside Sokka.

She missed her brother. She missed her home.

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She knew where she would go once the cargo ship reached the land. The last location Aang had been in was the Western Air temple. So that was where she would go. If she needed to, to find Aang, she’d scour every inch of the mainland. She knew he would do the same for her. Which begged the question- why hadn’t he come to her when he began to feel that something was off?

It was that question that Katara started with, as she settled into a comfortable position on Aang’s woven rug, a cup of hot tea curling steam around her body that she absent-mindedly bent into shapes around her.

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Aang sighed, looking away. “Katara, I hate to give you more reasons to feel distressed, but in case you hadn’t remembered, you told me to stay away. Told me my “juvenile crush” was ridiculous and made you uncomfortable. I felt awful, and so, I backed off. I kept sending letters every couple months, trying to make sure you were okay, but you told me you were too busy, and I respected that.”

Katara’s tone was unsettlingly neutral when she responded. “...What?”

Aang titled his head, confused. “You said, in your letters, that-”

She responded in that same tone. “What letters , Aang?”

♥ the rest of the (completed) fic can be found here!! ->

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