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percervall · 2 years

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Masterlist

Mar | she/her | 30s writing faq / sideblog / 1k celebration / kink bingo challenge

Players A-L

Players M-Z

Formula 1

Other fanfics

Fanfic recommendations ⇢ moving these to @percervalls-bookstore

Seasonal fics

Kisses challenge 2023

Song blurbs

Find me on AO3

©percervall 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟤. 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗂𝗅𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗌.

#Football fanfic #Football oneshot #Thiago Alcantara fanfic #Sergio ramos oneshot #gerlonso fanfic #Andy Robertson fanfic #kostas tsimikas fanfic #Xabi alonso fanfic #virgil van dijk fanfic #rodrigo de paul fanfic #leon goretzka fanfic #football masterlist #mario hermoso fanfic #mar's masterlist #f1 fanfic

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tarotwithavi · 1 year

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♂ Mars & your anger

Mars represents your action and energy. Its a firey planet and can be used to consider how you express and deal with your anger

These posts are general and won't resonate 100% because we have to consider other aspects too

This is for entertainment purpose only.

♂ Mars in Aries/1st house

The type to express their anger with their whole body. Fuming with anger is literally made for them. The type to cause a scene when angry and is very expressive of their anger. Gets very aggressive.

♂Mars in Taurus/2nd house

The type to calculate why they are feeling this emotion. Likes to wait to get the whole situation before taking any action. The type to fight for what's their. Gets annoyed when someone touches what's their.

♂Mars in Gemini/3rd house

The type to not show their anger and keep it inside them but in reality wants to leach out on you and scratch your face. Likes to mask out their emotions and forces themselves to believe they are alright.

♂Mars in Cancer/4th house

The type to cry when annoyed or angry. Probably can't argue without crying and always seeking revenge. The type to silently wish for your downfall and cuss your whole bloodline. Looks like an angry kitten.

♂Mars in leo/5th house

The type to socially humiliate you and the type to show the whole world what you did wrong. Probably becomes a big bully and like to pick on you. The type to go for your head and pull your hair.

♂Mars in virgo/6th house

The type to get defensive but also goes back and forth if they are angry or not and tries to find the roots of their anger. Probably the type to get physical in an argument. The type to give you silent treatment.

♂Mars in libra/7th house

The type to not realize that they are mad at someone. Have to decide if they wanna be angry or not. Likes to fight and then make up. Like k*ll and make up ehehe. Likes getting into arguments.

♂Mars in scorpio/8th house

Self destructive anger. The type to destroy everything that's comes in their way or is in front of them. Perfect example would be how morally gray characters express their anger. The type to emotional blackmail.

♂Mars in Sagittarius/9th house

The type to blow up all of a sudden. You won't even know what they are angry about unless they tell you what you did room. Reminds me of lines "only those who cannot express themselves intelligently would to such crude substitutions in vocabulary".

♂Mars in Capricorn/10th house

The type to destroy things when angry and prepare a PowerPoint on why they are right and what you did wrong. The type to become fierce like a stray cat. Only believes evidence. People fear their anger.

♂Mars in Aquarius/11th house

To be honest I think these people rarely get mad or when they do it's because of their friends or society? The type to start a revolt. Probably becomes so demanding and dominant that you would want to quit.

♂Mars in Pisces/12th house

The type to get angry on little things or on a completely different topic. The type to wait for the perfect time to strike and sometimes let's karma do his job. An undercover villain who plans for your whole life to collapse.

Masterlist

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truevedicastrology · 5 months

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Celestial Vocal Personas 🌌🗣️

Individuals influenced by the Sun and Mercury collaboration possess a voice that echoes confidence, firmness, and stability. Their articulation is unwavering, avoiding stutters and conveying messages with unhesitating clarity. Renowned for the authoritative touch in their voice, these communicators excel in debates and discussions, seamlessly blending longer and shorter sentences to create a burst of linguistic prowess. 💪🌟

For those under the embrace of the Moon and Mercury alliance, a nurturing and motherly timbre characterizes their speech. Their voices exude a sense of home, becoming a comforting refuge for those seeking solace. Capable of weaving words into a poetic tapestry, these individuals possess a voice that resonates with love and warmth. 🏡💖

Venturing into the realm of Venus and Mercury synergy, an enticing and charismatic voice takes center stage. Whether deepening for males or soaring in pitch for females, this enchanting vocal quality holds the power to adapt and captivate. Masters of the art of persuasion, these individuals effortlessly tailor their voices to be charming and cute, leaving a lasting impression. 😍✨

Mars and Mercury coalescence results in a voice that commands attention with its bold and loud resonance. Despite its potential to induce apprehension, this voice carries a mysterious allure, perceived as sexy and dominant. Contrary to initial impressions, it conceals a depth that draws listeners in, creating an unforgettable sonic experience. 🔊🔥

Jupiter and Mercury collaborators wield a voice that resonates loudly and deeply, coupled with a charming laugh. Embracing the role of educators, they share knowledge effortlessly, often finding success in vocally-driven ventures like podcasts. Their commanding presence and informative tone mark them as natural leaders in the realm of spoken expression. 🎓🎙️

Saturn and Mercury affiliations bring forth a deliberate, sometimes leisurely voice. Characterized by calmness and nonchalance, these individuals carefully select each word, creating a voice that exudes respect and thoughtfulness. Frequently delving into discussions on rules and adherence, their measured speech leaves a lasting impression. 🤔🗣️

Navigating the ethereal waters of Neptune and Mercury connections reveals a voice shrouded in dreaminess and otherworldly allure. Comparable to a siren's song, this enchanting voice finds its zenith in slow-paced melodies. Bestowing a gift for musical talents, these individuals weave spells with their voices, leaving audiences craving more. 🌌🎶

Uranus and Neptune collaborations manifest in a distinctly unique voice, one that stands out amidst the cacophony of conventional tones. Unconventional in word choices and sentence structures, these individuals proudly showcase a voice that defies expectations, leaving an indelible mark on the listener's memory. 🚀🤯

The fusion of Pluto and Mercury births an intimidating, seductive, and deep voice, irrespective of gender. Authoritative and potentially intimidating, this voice possesses an undeniable allure, embracing both seduction and mystery. It's a voice that lingers, leaving an indescribable, addictive imprint on those who encounter it. 💋🔮

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seungminhour · 6 months

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ MASTERLIST ࿐ྂ

꒰⚘݄꒱₊ KEY

⇢ [📱] : text messages

⇢ [🖋️] : writings

⇢ [♡] : fluff

⇢ [✗] : angst

꒰ OT8 ꒱

◞✩ couples costumes [📱] [♡] > hyung line | maknae line

◞✩ stupid pick up lines [📱] [♡] > hyung line | maknae line

◞✩ not calling them nicknames [📱] [♡] > hyung line | maknae line

◞✩ how bf!skz would hug you [🖋️] [♡]

꒰ CHAN ꒱

◞✩ texts with husband!chan [📱] [♡]

꒰ HYUNJIN ꒱

◞✩ hyunjin when you’re sick [🖋️] [♡]

꒰ HAN ꒱

◞✩ types of texts with bf!han while he’s away on tour [📱] [♡]

꒰ SEUNGMIN ꒱

◞✩ types of texts with bf!seungmin while he’s away on tour [📱] [♡]

◞✩ waking up next to seungmin [🖋️] [♡]

#mars masterlist! 🖋️📱

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f0r3v3rm0r3 · 10 months

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Bakin' with ghostie

Pairings: ghostface x afab!fem!reader

Suggestive but not real smut, I think.

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She sighed with annoyance at the phone ringing, her attention taken away from her baking for just a moment and instead falling onto the annoying noise. "Hello..?" She grumbled, taking her eyes away from the mixing bowl to grab the receiver. She brought it up to her head and placed it against her ear, still holding the floury spoon in the other. "Who is this..?" She asked bluntly, she was in the middle of a nice recipe after all

. "It's your favorite psycho…" The voice on the other end of the line said. The voice itself? Unbelievably attractive. Seductive. There was this dark, sinister undertone to it, the voice of a complete psychopath. And yet, despite the danger that lurked behind it… It was hard not to be drawn in… His voice was like a drug. It was like he knew that his voice had the power to manipulate others… To control

them. Just like that, his voice sent ice-cold chills down her spine..

"why hello" she said in a flirty tone back as she smiled and continued to mix the flour, "where were you this past month, young man?" she asked jokingly like a parent would to their child.

"I've been.. Busy.." He responded with a low, smug chuckle. The way he spoke was like someone who was talking down to another person as if they were lesser than him. A slight bit of disdain was mixed in with the playfulness, but it was so subtle as to not be noticeable. "What about you, my sweet angel?" He asked with a small smile, his tone turning back into something a little sweeter - but it was hard to miss the underlying threat in his words.

"i havent decided on the flavor yet..what do you like?" she asked as she cracked the eggs in.

"oh you know, uni and then home, the usual" she said as pressed the phone to her ear and used her other hand to hold the bowl, "I'm baking a cake," she said in a cheery tone.

"Oh? What kind of cake?" He asked with a small, charming smile. His voice was soft and caring now, as if the whole 'psycho with a knife' bit never even happened. He talked to her like he had always cared about her.. Like she was some princess that needed to be protected.. But you knew that it was just a big game.. What was he planning? What was his goal in being so kind right now?

"Now.." His tone returned back to that dark, menacing edge as his smile faded once more. "What are you doing?" He whispered, his voice taking on a serious, stern tone. "Anything interesting..?"

"Oh.. I'm not picky.." His voice was smooth, his charming smile coming right back. "Surprise me."" He let out a soft, seductive chuckle as soon as the words left his mouth.

she smiled as she started mixing the melted chocolate and cocoa powder into her batter, a little bit of the hot chocolate splashed to her neck and a little of her cleavage and she let out an inaudible wince because of the temperature, "nope just baking" she said smoothly as she licked off the chocolate on her collarbone with her finger.

"Oh? Just baking?" He responded, his voice dripping with an almost smug, sarcastic undertone. "Nothing else?" He asked in that same low, soft tone as before. Once again, it was hard to miss the coldness behind it.. The hint of malice there. He gave off this air like he was always playing… Always watching. "Just.. baking?" He said again, but this time with a laugh that made him sound dangerous.

she smiled that smirking smile of hers as she very slowly licked off the chocolate off her finger,

"Is it working?~" He teased, his face showing the smallest shred of that same old 'charm', but at the same time.. There was something sinister to him once more. He didn't respond at first, but then he let out that dangerous chuckle again.

"mhm maybe trying to seduce you" she said in that sickly sweet tone of hers, that slight hint of darkness leaking in at random times.

"Is that so..?" He asked with those same subtle hints of danger in his voice as he watched her. There was a coldness to him still.. But there was almost something else. A slight hint of.. What was it? He was a little hard to read.

"is it? you tell me, stranger" she said as she mixed the batter again and then set it aside and started turning on the oven as she bent down very obviously to show off her rear.

His eyes followed her as she bent down.. She had that same effect on all men.. It didn't take a psychopath to figure out that she looked beautiful in that baking outfit, and in her tight shorts. He let out an amused, subtle laugh before speaking, almost to himself.

"You're certainly looking quite appealing.." He spoke with a teasing tone, as if his voice was dripping with lust as he spoke now.

she flinched to find him in her house suddenly but then she signed and let out a giggle as she walked over and gently booped his nose, '' hi" she said sweetly as she went back to mixin the cake.

A little 'hmpf' escaped him as his nose was booped, an almost instinctual reaction. "That was incredibly cute." He commented with a small chuckle, as if to tease her, but he also seemed to enjoy it. "What are you baking anyway?" He asked, a little bit of that cold edge coming back into his voice - not enough to ruin the moment, but just enough to point to his previous mood and let her know it was still there.. Looming.

"What else can you bake, princess?" He asked, his voice holding that same soft, sweet tone. He was very good at this.. It was almost natural to him.

"cake, or would you like cupcakes? i can do both, i just feel like baking" she said with a hum as she mixed the batter.

"Surprise me..*" He said with a teasing, smoldering smile as he leaned over the counter. "Just make sure it's delicious.." He added with a subtle smirk, coming a little bit closer to her as she stood there in that 'baking outfit' of hers.

she smiled and dipped her finger in the batter and poped her finger in his mouth as she kept her eyes on his lips and only looked up when he took her finger in. she knew exactly how to get him excited.

He let out an almost satisfied groan as her finger was placed in his mouth, his eyes widening a bit at the sensation. She sure knew how to keep a man on his toes.. He was practically eating out of her hand. He enjoyed the taste of the batter as he looked up at her, a small smile still on his face.

she took her finger out and licked the remainder off, very seductively. "mm I'm still learning" she said as she went to her cupboard and got out cupcake liners and a cupcake baking tray, her backside looking adorable paired with that cute apron.

she walked back over and smiled at him innocently, a false thing to cover up how she was intentionally doing this to him, she started lining the liners on the tin. she glanced up at him ever so often, the only thing separating them is the counter.

A little shiver ran down his spine as he watched her do that, and it was the first time in a long time that his predatory instincts actually kicked in. He stepped towards her slightly, his eyes running up and down her body with that same lustful, hungry look in his eyes that was always there… But this was stronger. The kind of look you'd give a particularly tasty dessert that you know you're ready to.. Devour.

"You look delicious.." He mumbled, before speaking once more in his smooth, charming voice, but there was an undertone of hunger to it now, like some kind of animal desperately waiting for its meal. It was almost.. Scary in a way. "How can I help?" He asked, his eyes still running down her body as he spoke like some kind of predator watching its prey.

she smirked when she heard his comment, "could you get the whipping cream from the fridge?" she asked sweetly as she started to pour the batter into their molds, concentrated.

He stood up, his eyes lingering a little longer than they needed to as he made his way to the fridge. He made sure to let his eyes travel up and down her body a couple more times.. He took the time to admire her curves, before he came back with the cream he had gotten for her.. He set it on the counter, almost reluctantly.

"Anything else, princess..?" He asked, his voice once more dripping with that familiar charisma of his as he leaned on the counter, one arm resting on it as his body leaned over.

"no this is good, thank you, sweetheart," she said in that smooth voice of hers as she went over to the oven and put the tray in, bending over just right, and arching her back.

His breath hitched.. Just a bit, when she bent over in that tight apron, his gaze following every motion of her like his life depended on it. He couldn't help it.. She was too good at what she did. He was always staring, but this was different.. He was staring like a starving animal. Like a man that was ready to.. Consume her.

she came back up and grabbed a bowl to start mixing the whipping cream in, he watched again, his eyes lingering more than he should be.. He was a lot of things: charming, charismatic, and dangerous.. But he was a hungry man, and he was starving for her. He continued to watch her movements, his body leaning in against the counter as he let his eyes travel over her body once more. "Need any help with that?" He asked eventually, still staring. His voice was soft and alluring once more.

"nope" she said as she started the mixer and making the whipped cream. the cream kept slattering on her apron and again on her collarbone and a little bit on her cleavage, god shes making this difficult. His eyes stayed on her, glued to her every movement. He was in her control, and he knew it.. He didn't even know how she had managed to get him to this point already. He leaned on the counter even more, that hungry look on his face now very noticeable.

"I've never had the pleasure of learning some more details about you.." He said with the faintest hint of a grin, his warm breath hitting her face as he leaned closer. "What else can I help with, angel?" He asked, his eyes roaming over her body again.

"you wanna be of use to me?" she asked, very obviously suggestive. she let out a giggle when she looked up from the cream and saw how desperate he was gettting.

There was no mistaking it now.. He was desperate for her in that moment. A desperate, hungry animal. "Tell me." He said with that same suggestive tone in his voice, leaning in as close to her as he possibly could.

"How can I prove myself the biggest help to you?"

she leaned in and put one whipped cream-covered finger on his cheek. she looked at him like she was gonna let him have her right then, "do the dishes" she said with a cheeky grin as she pulled away.

There was a small pause before he chuckled and responded, "Whatever you say, princess." He said with a flirtatious grin, his eyes lingering on her lips as if he was waiting for her to kiss him. She was truly a master at this, he couldn't help but feel both impressed and a little scared. She was the first person to make him feel this way.. This feeling, this.. Hunger was so intense for her.

"hmm..maybe im not sure..let me finish baking first" she said as she turned off the machine and walked over to the oven and took out the cupcake tray with kitchen gloves.

"Anything else?" He asked.. "Anything at all..?"

"Of course, princess. Anything for you." He said, smiling as he stepped aside and let her walk by him. He continued watching her.. Her movements, her body, the way she moved. It was like watching an artist create the most beautiful painting.. Or a model posing on a set. He was a man that appreciated beauty, after all. He appreciated it a lot.

as soon as she finished her baking and he did the dishes, he was all over her. he put her up on the counter and started kissing her like he was starved.

She let out a quiet gasp as he took her and put her up on the counter, but she didn't resist.. Not even for a single second as he kissed her. She kissed him right back, the kiss starting off sweet and soft.. But as it went on, it grew more intense, deeper.. More passionate. As if there was nothing else in the universe right now that mattered. All that mattered was the two of them.. Just the two of them. She was all he wanted.. And she wanted him, he was prying off her apron and shirt in an intense hurry.

"desperate, are we?" she teased.

The way she teased him made him laugh a bit even as he kept taking her clothes off of her.

"Do I seem desperate to you..?*" He whispered his voice low and full of need, his hand on her thigh.

"If I seem desperate it's only because I'm dying of thirst right now.. And you're the only thing that seems.. Bountiful enough to quench that burning thirst."

and fin :]

#billy loomis #billy loomis smut #dom!billy loomis #ghostface x female reader #ghostface x reader #ghostface x y/n #ghostface smut #billy loomis fanfiction #ghostface imagine #scream smut #scream x reader #fem!subby readerstu macher #stu macher smut #ghostface #ghostface scream #slasher x reader #slasher x reader smut #mar's masterlist !

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callsignspark · 10 months

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Mar[r]y Me masterlist

ongoing series

pairing: Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Mariella “M&M” Vertucci (fem!OC)

summary: A love story told through friendship, laughter, and food. Part of the Dagger, Sword & Shield universe.

warnings: 18+ minors DNI, discussion of insecurities, difficult family relationships, discussions of food and alcohol use, mentions of emotionally abusive ex-bf, mentions of pregnancy and giving birth, discussions of body image, conversations on what it’s like to be a fat woman trying to date in today’s society, eventual smut, warnings to be added - check individual chapter warnings for more details

part one | indecision cookies | recipe

part two | strawberry shortcake | recipe

part three | banana bread | recipe

part 3.5 | Panera Bread

part four | the perfect post-beach meal | recipe

part five | buffalo chicken dip | recipe

part six | pancakes | recipe

part 6.5 | drip coffee, sweet and light

part seven | pasta e piscelli | recipe

part eight | peanut butter bites | recipe

part 8.5 | McDonald’s apple pie

part 8.5.1 | snacks and SPF

part 8.5.2 | rambling and rings

part nine | roasted potatoes - coming soon

part ten | lemon coconut cake

part eleven | patriotic punch

part twelve | coffee cake muffins

one-shots

the ninth of January (smut, 18+)

Romeo, oh Romeo

surprise?

you'll be in my heart

your lap is my safe place - part i

your lap is my safe place - part ii (smut, 18+)

we’re having a baby, my baby and me

It’s Admiral Bradshaw

this has really been a good one

the life that could have been

White Christmas

If you’d like to be tagged in future parts please send an ask!

total word count: 65.7k | last updated: January 8, 2024

fic tag | main masterlist | credit for dividers here

#top gun maverick fic #top gun maverick au #top gun maverick imagine #top gun fic #top gun au #top gun imagine #bradley rooster bradshaw fic #bradley bradshaw imagine #bradley bradshaw fic #bradley rooster bradshaw x oc #bradley bradshaw x oc #rooster imagine #DSS universe #MM fic #css masterlist #mar[r]y me fic #elle writes

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plutonian-moon · 7 months

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!! MY MASTERLIST ꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ >.<

my astrology observations !! ☆

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persona charts !! ☆

my persona charts observations !! ☆

my ascendent persona chart !! ☆

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houses !! ☆

my experience with being 12th houser !! ☆

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my aspects obervations !! ☆

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riveramorylunar · 8 months

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What some of these fics will have: Kidnapping, Blackmail, Cannibalism, Gore, Manipulation, Decapitation, Dismemberment, Psychotic Behavior (only for the character though not for reader), Sadism, Stockholm Syndrome, Stalking, Possessiveness, Knife Marking, Skin Carving, Vivisepulture (Buried Alive), Drugging, Stabbing/Shooting, Murder, Massacre, Arson, Breaking In, Blood, Blood, Blood Drinking and More Blood. (I just love blood)

A/N: I suggest if you don't like this stuff don't read it cause this stuff is pretty dark. Also I'll be posting the dates when I get them finished.

2023-

Night At The Graveyard: Serial Killer Yelena Belova x Human Reader

Werewolf At Midnight: Werewolf Maria Hill x Werewolf Hunter Reader

A Vampire's Gift: Vampire Natasha Romanoff x Vampire Hunter Reader

To Defend & Protect: Police Officer Yelena Belova x Wife Reader (Requested)

Haunted Souls: Vampire Yelena Belova x Mutant Reader

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alipal97 · 1 month

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Count on Me

Mixtape Masterlist

Song: Count on Me - Bruno Mars

Summary: three times that Percy was there for you and the one time you were there for him

Warnings: Platonic!Percy x reader, crying, lots of angst, protective Percy, shitty grad speech, it's a long one, mentions of blood, Percy and reader have a sibling bond, mentions of Luke x reader relationship, happyish endjng

i. siblings by any other name

You weren't directly related to Percy Jackson, each having been claimed by a different godly parent. Your features didn't match his own, and you were most definitely more clever than he was, being a child of Athena and all, but that didn't matter. To Percy, it wasn't blood or DNA that bound the two of you together; it was the way your presence was always warm and inviting. The way you always wore a smile that lit up a room in a way that would make any child of Apollo jealous. Or even the way you were always there for him, and he would always be there for you.

Percy remembers the first time he met you. It was only his second day at Camp Half-Blood, and he had been following the camp's golden boy, Luke Castellan, around as he showed him the ins and outs of the mythical camp for special children just like him. Luke had led him to the archery range, still in search of a skill he excelled at, though Percy wasn't sure they would ever find one. He watched as Luke's eyes seemed to search for something, or rather, someone. Percy knew he had found said someone when Luke's eyes softened, and he grinned so wide it made the scar on his cheek stretch further over the apples of his cheeks.

Luke led Percy over to a young girl who was roughly the same age as his new mentor. They waited patiently and observed as she repositioned her young student so that he was facing his target, with an arrow nocked and bowstring pulled back. She crouched down to his height, whispering instructions and encouragement until he let the arrow fly, hitting the target right in the bullseye.

"I told you you could do it," you said, smiling up at the young boy before he ran off to tell his friends about his first bullseye.

Luke cleared his throat, quickly gaining your attention as you stood up with a smile so bright it was nearly blinding. Percy was quick to understand that you must have been the girlfriend Chris was hassling Luke about earlier, simply by the way the two of you were looking at each other.

"Percy, this is Y/n, one of the best archers at camp." Luke looked at you adoringly as you rolled your eyes at the statement.

You held your hand out to shake Percy's hand, which was odd to the young boy since the only person's hand he'd ever had to shake was his school headmaster's, and he was ancient, so it was strange for someone as young as you to introduce yourself in that manner.

"I think he means to say the best archer at camp." You stated proudly.

Luke just shook his head with a smile. "You children of Athena are so prideful."

Percy's head whipped back to look at you. "Athena? So your Annabeth's sister?"

You nodded. "Yeah, sorry about Annie. She can be a little-"

"Intimidating?" Percy offered hesitantly, not wanting to offend you.

You laughed, and the sound instantly made Percy relax. There was just something about you that put almost all of his worries to rest.

"I think we're going to get along great, Percy."

From that day on, Percy was practically permanently attached to your hip. Wherever you went, Percy followed, but you never really minded. You had developed a fondness for the young boy who seemed to always look to you for guidance. The two of you formed a sibling bond over the next few months, following your first introduction to each other, that went far beyond a shared parentage. It continued from there, each of you being there for each other in the times you needed each other the most.

ii. glory isn't everything

It wasn't your failed quest that had put you into a state of depression. It was the way your mother so easily cast you aside, ashamed of her once-favorite daughter. That was what it meant to be a child of Athena, and you knew that, but never had you thought, after years of making your mother proud, that she could so easily ignore you. She ignored your prayers and pleas for help during your quest, which resulted in you barely making it out alive and being permanently scarred. Your mother was embarrassed of you, and you would never again be in her favor.

You staggered back into Camp Half-Blood, your head hung in shame as blood dripped from your wound onto the gravel beneath your feet. Your friends rushed to the barrier at the top of the hill to welcome you back, but you couldn't hear their cheers over the incessant ringing in your ears that only seemed to grow louder with each step you took. The cheers immediately cut off as your knees buckled beneath you, and you dropped to the ground before them, too tired to move any further.

Luke and Percy had immediately pushed through to the front of the crowd to see you, broken and defeated, lying on the ground and making no attempt to get up. That wasn't like you. You were a fighter if they ever saw one, and it scared them to see you so resigned.

Luke picked you up, one hand beneath your legs, the other behind your shoulders, cradling you against his chest as he ran to the infirmary. Percy ran ahead to alert the children of Apollo of your arrival, gathering as many of the healers as he could, knowing you were going to need all the help you could get.

It had been days since you had returned from your failed quest, and Percy hadn't slept a wink. He wasn't allowed inside the infirmary, the healers having kicked him out after he tried to fight one of them when he had made you scream when he pressed against your injured side with too much force. Refusing to leave you completely, he sat outside the cabin day and night, waiting for the day you opened your eyes again.

Luke and Annabeth had come by to try to get him to sleep in his own bed or even join them in the pavilion for dinner, but he wasn't budging. His sister was almost fatally injured, and he wasn't leaving until he knew you were okay. On the third day, his eyes closed despite his efforts to stay awake. When he woke up hours later, there was a pillow under his head and a blanket covering him. Percy sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes when he noticed Luke sitting beside him, a book in his hand to keep him company.

Percy sat up in a panic. "Is y/n-"

Luke gave him a weak smile, looking just as tired as Percy felt. "I just checked on her. She's still asleep, but Lee said she's going to be okay." He set his book down before reaching off to the side and procuring a plate of food, handing it to Percy. When Percy didn't immediately reach for it, he said, "Annabeth says if you don't eat, she's going to come back and drag you back to your cabin herself."

Percy grumbled but knew Annabeth would make good on her promise so he grabbed a roll and began to take small bites.

"They still not letting you in?" Percy shook his head. "I'll see what I can do, but in the meantime, you need to go back to your cabin and get some rest. There isn't anything you can do for her right now."

"She's my sister. I'm not leaving her," Percy spoke through gritted teeth. He was tired of people trying to tell him what to do. They didn't understand how terrified he was at the moment. The one person with whom he had found a home since coming to camp had almost been lost from this world, and he refused to leave until he saw her awake and smiling at him like she always had.

"Do you understand how pissed she's going to be if she wakes up and sees you like this, Perce? She may be hurt but she'll still kick your ass." Percy's shoulders deflated, he knew Luke was right. Luke patted him on the shoulder. "I promise to come get you the second she wakes up."

Percy nodded in resignation and stomped off to his cabin, knowing that Luke would keep his promise. The second he flopped down onto his mattress, still fully clothed, his eyes shut, and he quickly fell into a deep sleep. He wasn't sure how long he had been asleep when Annabeth shook him awake, her eyes wide. He sat bolt upright and didn't wait for her to speak before he was out the door and rushing across camp to the infirmary.

Percy burst through the doors, his chest heaving as he tried to regain his breath. He stopped short when he saw Luke sitting in the chair beside your bed, holding your hand and softly whispering to you. Luke's eyes looked sad as they looked up to meet his. If it hadn't been for the gentle rise and fall of your shoulders, Percy would have thought you were dead, a thought that he quickly pushed away.

"Percy's here," he heard Luke whisper. "I'm going to let you two talk. I'll be right outside." Luke placed a chaste kiss on your forehead before coming to stand in front of him. "She's doing all right physically, but mentally—" he trailed off, the words catching in his throat. "Maybe you can get her to talk. Let me know if you need anything." And with that, he threw one last glance back at you before walking out of the infirmary.

Percy walked to your bed, hesitantly taking the seat Luke had occupied before. He noted the new scar just below your hairline that ran down past your temple and the way your eyes were suddenly void of all the life and light they used to carry. You were staring at the wall blankly just past his shoulder, not making any effort to acknowledge his presence. It truly hurt Percy to see you like this.

"Hey." He spoke softly, feeling slightly relieved when your gaze met his.

Your reply was barely a whisper, but it gave Percy hope that you, the real you, were still in there somewhere. "Hey."

"How are you feeling?" It was a foolish question, but it was the best he could think of.

"Like a huge failure."

Your reply hit Percy square in the chest. He did his best to hide it, knowing you would only feel worse if you thought you had upset him.

"You're not a failure, y/n/n."

You huffed angrily and rolled onto your back to stare at the ceiling. "You don't get it, Percy. Everything you do makes your father proud. You could breathe and Poseidon would be bragging to the other gods about how amazing his son is. It's not like that with my mo—with Athena. I've had to work so hard to gain her attention, and it was all for nothing. Athena wants her children to bring themselves glory and, therefore, bring her glory." Tears spilled from your eyes and onto the white sheets beneath you.

Percy reached out and placed a soothing hand on your shoulder. "Glory isn't all it's cracked up to be, you know? You shouldn't need to bring your mother glory just for her to be proud of you. You've survived eighteen years as a demigod; I think that should be enough. And for what it's worth, I'm proud of you, no matter what you do."

You sniffled. "Thanks, Percy."

Percy continued with a small, teasing smile. "Is adoption a thing amongst gods and demigods?"

You shook your head. "I don't know."

"Well there should be. Then maybe my dad could adopt you and he could be proud of your breathing."

That made you laugh, an actual, genuine laugh that Percy had become familiar with and grown to love. It sounded so much like his own. Percy spent the next few hours in the infirmary, getting you to laugh and then finally eat before Luke came back to check on you and send Percy back to his cabin to get more sleep.

Before he left, Percy turned to you, nudging your shoulder with his fist. "Godly adoption or not, you're my sister, y/n. I love you."

"I love you too, Perce."

iii. my mistake, not yours

It had been hours since Luke's dramatic departure from Camp Half-Blood—hours since his betrayal and hours since he had begged you to come with him. Luke had pleaded with you to join him and aid him in his war against the gods, but you had refused. You couldn't bring yourself to leave the only home you had known since you were seven, and you knew that in the end, your refusal had broken his heart just as he had broken yours.

"Come with me, y/n. Don't you want revenge against your mom?"

"I want to prove my mother wrong, but not like this, Luke. This isn't right."

You sat at the edge of the barrier that protected the camp from the outside world, staring at the very spot Luke had used Backbiter to escape. The sun had risen a long time ago, but you still remained, your mind and heart trying to come to terms with everything that had happened. Luke had betrayed you, his friends, and had tried to kill your brother. It was unforgivable, but yet you wished he would return.

Footsteps alerted you to someone creeping up behind you, and you instantly stood, completely on guard with your sword raised until you spotted Percy, his hands raised to show he meant no harm. Not that you ever thought the young boy would ever hurt you.

"It's just me." He said as he stepped closer, taking the empty seat on the fallen log beside you. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

His words made the tears you had been holding back flow freely down your cheeks. You covered your mouth with your palm, trying to muffle the sobs that broke their way past your lips. Percy said nothing as he wrapped his arms around you and allowed you to cry on his shoulder. He knew what Luke meant to you and how much his betrayal was currently devastating you. As much as he hated to say it, he too missed Luke and wished he would return, if only for your sake.

"I'm so sorry, y/n. I should've known, I should've done something rather than-"

You sniffled and wiped away the tears that trailed paths down your red cheeks. "Stop. It wasn't your fault; none of this is your fault. I don't even know if it's really Luke's fault. Everything that happened with his mother over the last few years truly broke him, and Kronos found a way to use it against him. He can be very persuasive, especially if the person he's trying to exploit is already vulnerable."

"Still," Percy argued, "if—"

"If what, Percy?" you countered, refusing to let him blame himself for anything. "If I hadn't loved him and trusted him myself? This is my mistake, Percy, not yours. And now we're all paying for it."

Percy hesitated for a moment, trying to find any way to not let you bring the blame to yourself, but he decided to let it go. He knew that it was no one's fault but Kronos and the gods. Perhaps if the gods paid a bit more mind to their children this would've never happened. Still, the gods were determined to use their children like pawns in a twisted game of chess.

"I don't blame you," he finally said, offering you a small smile. "I blame the gods."

You smiled at that and bumped your shoulder against his. "Careful, you're beginning to sound like Luke."

"Well, I do agree with him. Don't you?"

You thought for a moment, not about whether you agreed with him or not—because you knew you did—but rather whether he was going about it the right way.

You nodded. "I do. I just think there are better ways to go about it than waging a war against them."

"Like?" Percy asked with a raised brow.

"I'm not sure yet," you shrugged. "But I'm sure we'll come up with something, together."

Percy smiled. "Together," he agreed. "You know, I don't think Luke is a lost cause. I think we'll get him back, but I'll need you to do it."

"Me? Why me?"

"Because despite what you logical children of Athena may think," he stated with a smirk, mirth twinkling in his blue eyes, "love is a very powerful thing and despite everything that's happened, I know that Luke loves you more than anything."

More tears pricked in your eyes and you nodded in agreement rather than using your words, not trusting that words could break past the lump that had formed in your throat.

You swallowed hard, and when you could finally form words, you turned to your brother—by any other name—and said, "So I can count on you to save the day, then?"

"Save the day? I'm not so sure, but count on me? Always."

iv. i am the keeper of wisdom

Graduation was supposed to be a major milestone for you. It was to mark the end of your adolescent life as you went on to explore bigger and better things. It was going to be a celebration of all the years you had survived, and you would finally have something to show for it. After all, not many demigods made it to this stage in life, and you would have thought that it would make your father proud. You thought that maybe, for once in your life, he would show up, but he never did.

He wasn't there to clap along and cheer amongst the other proud parents as your eyes scanned the large crowd, finding his reserved seat empty. You knew better than to hope, but it wasn't all that surprising as you took your place amongst the sea of identical caps and gowns.

Part of you also hoped that Luke would show up, eyes searching for that familiar mop of dark curls and pink, scarred cheek. The two of you had always promised that if you lived this long, you would make it to each other's graduation. It was a nice thought, but you knew it was impossible with Kronos currently inhabiting his body.

"And now we'll hear a speech from this year's class Valedictorian, Y/n Y/L/N."

The round of applause from the crowd and the subtle nudge from your classmate broke you out of your reverie. You stood on shaky legs, sweaty hands gripping the note cards in your hands as if they were your only lifeline. You took your place behind the podium with a shaky breath after shaking your headmaster's hand.

"Good morning, fellow classmates and graduates of 2022. I would first like to express my gratitude for the honor of delivering this speech to the next generation of great minds before we embark on our journeys into the real world."

There was a round of applause before you continued. You smiled but couldn't bring yourself to look up from your notes. You were a child of Athena, which meant you were inherently clever but not necessarily brave. You cleared your throat, which suddenly felt dry, and continued.

"I would like to share something that my own mother—" you choked a bit on the word and had to swallow it down quickly. "My mother used to say to my siblings and me, 'War is not won with strength, but with strategy and wisdom. Knowledge is power, and you are the keeper of wisdom. Through wisdom, victory is earned.' As a child I wasn't sure exactly what she meant, but now I think I know."

You drew in a shaky breath before allowing your eyes to finally rake over the crowd. In all honesty, you didn't think you would have had the courage to continue had it not been for the familiar ocean-blue eyes and sandy-blonde curls that immediately caught your attention. Percy was seated in the very front row with Annabeth and Grover on either side of him, each of them sitting in the seats reserved for your family. They looked up at you with proud smiles that gave you enough courage to finish your speech with your eyes on the crowd.

"Knowledge is the greatest power we have against any force that dares to overcome us, and that is what we have gained here today. Our amazing teachers have spent the last few years of our adolescent lives preparing us with all the knowledge we will need to set us forth on our journey as members of society. Of course, they could not have prepared us for everything, but that is the greatest thing about knowledge: it is never ending."

Applause was given, diplomas were handed out, and caps were thrown in the air as your fellow classmates hugged and waved their final goodbyes. You personally thought it was a bit dramatic, given that most of them would end up in the same college and eventually the same dead-end jobs. You were a bit jealous that that particular future was lost to you.

You shouldered your way through the crowd until you caught sight of your friends waiting for you on the outskirts of the dispersed crowd. When you were close enough, you flung your arms around each of them in turn, saving Percy for last. You wrapped your arms around him tightly, having to stretch a bit since he had grown quite a bit since the last time you saw him.

"Thank you for coming." You mumbled into his shoulder.

Percy pulled back with a smile. "Did you really think I would miss my own sister's graduation? Nice speech by the way."

You rolled your eyes, but before you could reply, you caught sight of someone who made your heart race and your breath catch in your throat.

Percy's gaze followed yours and he stiffened a bit before turning back to you. "I can make him leave if you want."

You shook your head. As angry as you were with Luke, you were secretly elated that he kept his promise that you had made as kids. "Just give me a minute to talk to him."

You hesitantly made your way over to Luke, stopping a short distance away. He looked different than you remembered. Gone were his boyish looks, his once soft demeanor now replaced by something colder and more sophisticated—except for the eyes. Luke was still looking at you as if you personally hung the moon and the stars in the sky. It was impossible to hate him when he was looking at you like that.

"What are you doing here?" Your words came out softer than you had intended.

Luke shrugged. "Keeping my promise to my girl."

You scoffed at that. "You've broken far more important promises, Luke. Try again."

Luke ran a hand through his dark, messy curls that had grown longer over the last year. "I know. I'm so sorry, baby." He reached for your hand, but you were quick to pull away.

Tears stung your eyes, threatening to spill over and you could feel Percy's presence close behind you as you fought to swallow the lump in your throat.

"You don't get to call me that. Not anymore."

"Y/n, please—" Luke took another step forward, and you took another step back, right into Percy, who wrapped a protective arm around your shoulders.

"I think you should go, Luke," Percy said, fixing Luke with an icy glare.

The friendship he had once found with Luke was now gone. Percy didn't care about Luke's war with the gods or the fact that he had once tried to kill him. None of that mattered in Percy's mind. What mattered was that Luke had hurt his sister time and time again, and that was unforgivable.

Luke's eyes shifted to you, softly sniffling with your face buried in the young boy's shoulder, and his shoulders deflated. It had never been his intention to hurt you or put you in harm's way, but unfortunately, the Titan god didn't care who Luke had to hurt to get his way. With a sad nod, he unsheathed Backbiter before opening a portal and disappeared.

You only cried harder at Luke's departure, and Percy wrapped his arms around you tighter, silently vowing that no matter what he took, he would get back the Luke that you once knew—even if it meant his own life.

v. i've got you, brother

You hadn't been sure about college, claiming to your friends that you didn't even know what you wanted to major in. In reality, you just didn't want to be that far from Percy. The war Luke had started was simmering just beneath the surface, and it was only a matter of time before chaos erupted. You knew that when that day came, Percy would need you.

So you argued with him back and forth about college until he eventually won, promising that he wouldn't hesitate to call if and when he needed you. That day came a bit sooner than Percy had hoped and when it came down to it, he hesitated. Of course he wanted his sister by his side, knowing that if it hadn't been for you he wouldn't have made it this far, but the Oracle had said 'the battle will not be won without loss'. What if you were the loss she was referring to? He couldn't risk it.

Of course, Percy should have known Clarisse would call you instead, the traitor. He wishes he could say he was surprised to find you stomping across the battlefield towards him but he really wasn't. Nor was he surprised when you smacked him over the head, yelling at him for breaking his promise.

"Ow!" he shouted, his hands held up to protect his face. "Ouch! Y/N, stop it! I'm sorry, alright?"

"You know," you smack his chest, "for the bravest hero of our age," smack, "or whatever bullshit they're calling you these days," smack, smack, "you truly are just a fucking coward." Smack. You eventually stop hitting him, much to Clarisse's disappointment, and take a step back.

"Why wouldn't you call me?" you asked in a much softer tone that had Percy finally lowering his hands. You took the opportunity to give him one last smack, for good measure.

Percy winced. "Yeah, I deserved that. Look, Y/N-" He sent a pleading look in Annabeth's direction, who just raised her brows and shook her head as if to say 'I told you so'. And she had. Annabeth had told him you would be angry, but he didn't listen.

You took a step forward, grabbing him by his armor and tugged so you were face-to-face. Percy had the good sense to look scared, and he should be. You were not a force to be reckoned with.

"No, listen, Percy Jackson. We're in this together. We've been there for each other since the day we met, and now, all of a sudden, when you need me the most, you don't call? What the hell is that about?"

You let go of his armor, and Percy deflated at the look of pure hurt swimming in your eyes. The last thing he would ever want to do is make you feel as if he didn't need you, but the stakes were too high with this one. If he lost you, his best friend, his sister, he had no idea what he would do.

Percy sighed and ran a hand through his curls. "The oracle said 'the battle will not be won without loss'." You raised your brows, arms crossed over your chest waiting for him to continue. "What if that loss is you? I can't lose you and you're the only one I know I can count on to keep things going in my absence."

Your angry demeanor faltered, and you reached out to pull the young boy into a bone-crushing hug. "You won't lose me, and I refuse to lose you. Either we both come out of this, or neither of us does. Got it?" You felt Percy nod against your shoulder. "Good. Now," you pulled away and ruffled his curls, much to his chagrin, "what's the plan?"

The Oracle had been correct in her prophecy, but it wasn't the loss that either you or Percy had anticipated. Together, you had defeated Kronos's army and even Kronos himself, but unfortunately, that meant you had lost Luke as well. Percy had fought to find another way, but in the end, you knew there wasn't one. Luke had fought through long enough to say his goodbyes before Kronos took over once more and Percy ended it once and for all.

You were sat on a pile of rubble, watching as the Apollo kids tended to the wounded, waving them off when they came to check on you. You promised to get checked when you returned to camp and they left you alone to sit with your sorrow. Of course you had been happy that everyone was safe, but your heart hurt for Luke.

"Hey," Percy said softly as he took a seat beside you, setting Riptide off to the side. Your eyes fixed on the weapon that had ended Luke's life. "Are you okay?" he asked as he transformed the sword back into a pen and shoved it into his pocket out of view.

You gave him a tight smile and nodded tiredly. "I will be. Until then, I've always got you to count on."

Percy smiled and wrapped his uninjured arm around you, allowing you to rest your head on his shoulder. "Always."

Kind of drifted off there at the end but I've been working on this for days and wasn't sure how to end it. Also sorry for the crappy graduation speech. I write fanfics not speeches.

#imagines #luke castellan #writing #luke x reader #fanfic #masterlist #percy jackon and the olympians #angst with a happy ending #platonic #percy jackson #bruno mars

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loversj0y · 11 months

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'tis the damn season - masterlist

you decide to visit home from uni in london for winter break, and you end up reconnecting with your best friend in more ways than one

pairing: cc!wilbur soot x gn!reader

fluff and angst (quite a lot of angst in fact)

trigger warnings: reader's mother is abusive (not physically) and father is emotionally absent. this will be talked about in extensive detail. panic attacks, alcohol, some suggestive themes, and a lot of anxiety.

taglist: @shubblelive / @superioritycomplexes / @your-shifting-gurl (send an ask/dm me if you want to be added)

word count: 33.7k

chapters

we could call it even -----------------------------(word count: 6.3k)

you could call me babe for the weekend -------(word count: 9.6k)

the road not taken looks real good now --------(word count: 11.1k)

now im missing your smile ----------------------(word count: 6.6k)

prefer ao3? here is the ao3 link

entire fic is roughly inspired by 'tis the damn season by taylor swift (i definitely recommend giving it a listen as i reference the song heavily throughout as well as several other taylor swift songs)

other songs that influenced my writings: champagne problems - taylor swift // dancing with our hands tied - taylor swift // illicit affairs - taylor swift // the 1 - taylor swift // we are beautiful, we are doomed - los campesinos! // KMD - american poetry club // perfume - lovejoy // dress - taylor swift

#wilbur soot #wilbur soot x reader #mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #mar writes #wilbur x reader #tis the damn season #mcyt x you #wilbur soot fanfiction #mcyt wilbur #mcyt wilbur soot #masterlist #mcytumblr #mcytblr

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pallastrology · 1 year

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☀️ sun vs. moon series 🌙

aries, taurus, gemini, cancer, leo, virgo, libra, scorpio, sagittarius, capricorn, aquarius, pisces

🌟 venus vs. mars series 💥

aries, taurus, gemini, cancer, leo, virgo, libra, scorpio, sagittarius, capricorn, aquarius, pisces

#pallastrology #sun vs moon #venus vs mars #astrology #astrology blog #masterlist

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percervall · 11 months

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Fic titles playlist

HYYTS - SOS

Roo Panes - I Just Love You

Plàsi - Sorrow

Harry Styles - Daydreaming

First Aid Kit - The Last One

Allman Brown - Sweetest Thing

Take That - Give You My Love

Gatlin - What If I Love You

Taylor Swift - Wildest Dreams (Taylor's Version)

Mumford & Sons - Rose Of Sharon

SAILR - Sleep

First Aid Kit - Boys Of Summer

Harry Styles - Watermelon Sugar

Taylor Swift - Peace

Novo Amor - Repeat Until Death

Hozier - Dinner & Diatribes

Taylor Swift - Cruel Summer

First Aid Kit - Angel

Taylor Swift - Daylight

Taylor Swift - Call It What You Want

RHODES - The Love I Give

Lady Gaga - Poker Face

Maggie Rogers - On + Off

SYML - Wildfire

Arctic Monkeys - She Looks Like Fun

#mar's masterlist #fanfic playlist #football fanfic #f1 fanfic

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tarotwithavi · 1 year

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Mercury and your voice 🗣️

Sun-Mercury people have a very confident , firm and stable voice. They do not shutter easily and can talk without hesitation. These people can also be famous for their voice or the way they talk. Sometimes can give an authoritative voice. Probably great at arguments or debates.

Moon-Mercury people have a very nurturing, feminine, motherly voice. They make you feel like home and probably often come to them for comfort. They just know what to say to make you feel safe and comfortable. Can also make someone poetic. These people Have a lovely voice .

Venus-Mercury people have a very attractive and charismatic voice. It can give deep voice to male and high pitched voice to females. These people can also change their voice to their liking. These people just know what to say to make people like them. Cute voice. Probably has a rich vocabulary.

Mars-Mercury people tend to have loud voice. These people tend to have a voice that can sort of scare people and the way they talk can make think that their mad or in a bad mood however that is not the truth. Their voice can be considered sexy haha. Very dominating voice.

Jupiter-Mercury people tend to have a loud and deep voice. In my observation their laugh is cute too. Also these people are always teaching things and like to share knowledge. Mostly teachers have this placement or someone at a higher post. These people can even earn through their voice. Like by starting their own podcast or Something.

Saturn-Mercury people tend to have a slow sometimes lazy voice. They have a very calm and nonchalant way of talking . Sometimes they can't get out right words out. Gives a very respectful voice. They calculate their words before talking. Can make someone always talk about rules and how you should always follow them

Neptune-Mercury people tend to have a dreamy, otherworldly type of voice. Their voice is just like a siren. Their voice is extremely attractive when they sing slow paced songs. They can enchant people with their voice. Can also give talents for music. Kind of voice that keeps you wanting for more.

Uranus-Neptune people tend to have a very unique voice . There's just something about their voice that screams different . Their voice stands out from the crowd. Voice so unique you'll recognize it from thousands of people. May also use unique words or the words that are not used normally.

Pluto-Mercury people tend to have an intimidating, seductive and deep voice. Even in woman. They voice seems very authoritative and can intimidat others as well. Though their voice is intimidating it's also seductive and sexy. Kind of voice that'll make you get addicted.

Masterlist

#mercury aspects #mercury astrology #sun in houses #moon aspects #sun aspects #jupiter #sun astrology #neptune aspects #uranus aspects #mars aspects #venus aspects #zodiac #western astrology #astro masterlist #pluto astrology #tarot and astrology #pick a card #pick a picture

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zensations35 · 1 year

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Marvel Masterlist

So, I comm'd the amazing @hachiibun and he generously drew me a pic of my current catastrophe Loki, and it's just the CUTEST MOST BESTEST pic, yall. LOOK AT THAT NOSE SCRONCH!!! UNFFF

So I figured, (with Hachii's permission) it'd be a great opportunity to put my masterlist up for all of my Loki/Marvel content. I have small one-shot stories, and a big, convoluted time travel story involving all of the avengers. See the stories below or on my AO3 ACCOUNT HERE!!

Cleaning Up Asgard: TVA AU Loki goes to Asgard to fix a timeline mistake. He runs into Thor who finds out he's sick and demands to help him out.

Viral Paradox: A variant is trying to steal the mind stone, so Loki is sent back in time to Ultron era to not only stop it, but also figure out the source of an Asgardian virus making its way through the Avengers team.

Viral Paradox p1

Viral Paradox p2

Viral Paradox p3

Viral Paradox p4

Viral Paradox p5

Viral Paradox p6

A Familiar Rapport: Natasha is sick but she doesn't want anyone finding out. That doesn't work out for her though. 🎵This fic is paired with an audiobook.🎵

Main Cast Snz Headcanons

Marvel Swearing Headcanons

More to come later??

**PLEASE DO NOT REBLOG TO NON KINK BLOGS**

#snz #lo/ki #mcu loki #snz art #snzfic #masterlist #highly rec hachiibun's work #it's amazing yall #I can't stop looking at this pic #what a champion #I know I've been posting my fics like every day #I just had to get them out there #so I could post this beauty #I love his hood fluff #and the HAIR SFDKJG #the lil hand wobble #like HE JUST CANT HELP HIMSELF #RRRRGHHHHH #mar/vel

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rinamars · 8 months

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⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡masterlist ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆

for the erwin smith girlies:

so terrified by nothing (on ao3) ⇨ [EXPLICIT starting from chapter 12] erwin x fem!reader, university au, friends to lovers, slow burn, soft erwin... the whole shebang

(stbn playlists on spotify: vol. 1, vol. 2)

moving to a new city to further your studies comes with many perks: lots of things to learn, a newfound sense of independence, and six people you can begin to consider your home away from home. and when, among those six, a pair of gentle blue eyes—and the man they belong to—start to carve their way into your heart, you feel like you can add the thrill of loving and being loved to that list of novelties.

↳ a snippet from chapter 10

↳ a snippet from chapter 18 [EXPLICIT]

in thrall (here or on ao3) ⇨ [EXPLICIT] erwin x fem!reader, marley!erwin. this is filth no one asked me to write

all the men in the military simply died to get their hands on what belonged to commander smith, to no one’s surprise. they lusted after his power, his money, and the beautiful woman he always had in tow.

↳ her eyes were wild (here or on ao3) ⇨ [EXPLICIT] a prequel to in thrall. also something no one asked me to write

i have a breeding kink. here's a drabble. ⇨ [EXPLICIT]