eight parts

Personal Yuri on Ice Fic Rec List

This is Part Eight. There have been Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, and Part Seven (although tumblr keeps screwing up my hyperlinks, so you probably can’t click on these, and should just check out my #fic rec tag instead).

1. Undiscovered Country

Yuuri wakes up in Victor’s room the night after the Sochi Grand Prix Final banquet. Did they sleep together? No. Instead, last night, Drunk Yuuri taunted Victor that he hadn’t earned the right to get in his pants…and spelled out exactly what Victor would have to do to get there. Now, Victor intends to do everything on that list…

2. A Side of You I Never Knew

Well, how was Victor supposed to know he was married to an absolute genius? Nobody had ever told him! Well, there’s no way he can let it go on being a secret.

3. Coming Home Again

Yuuri, given to periodic bouts of paranoia, would often wonder if Viktor is, in fact, a Russian drug lord on the loose, seeking refuge in a nondescript town in America. This would explain a manner of things: his evasiveness whenever probed about his job; the way he’d unpredictably throw out incisive, thoughtful commentary about the morning news over breakfast; his expensive tastes in shirts, watches, and wallets alike; why he’d want to stay here with Yuuri, of all places, when the contents his wardrobe alone could probably afford him a year-long stay at any condominium of his choice in the trendiest part of town. And then he goes on to discover that Viktor actually has a premium account on club penguin, and that his five penguins are named Peanut Wigglebutt, Luke skyhopper, Zing Zing, Otto Von Longdong, and Mooshoo Vegetable, and beats the idea to death in his head.

4. Living in the Maybe

Mari picks Viktor up at the airport when he returns from Moscow. Without Yuuri there to play his usual role of interpreter, they learn to communicate around their linguistic, cultural, and personal barriers.

5. Go On Ahead

Sour, grouchy Yakov didn’t understand sparkly purple skate outfits or wanting to eat your weight in sweets or having crushes on boys. But Viktor did.

6. Fear

Yuri is a good skater. He knows this. Viktor is just better. (Yakov disagrees.)

7. Sixty Impossible Things

Two weeks after his failure at Sochi, Yuuri receives a text from a mysterious number asking why the fuck he’s ignoring Viktor. So begins Yuri Plisetsky’s all out campaign to get Yuuri to fucking finally text Viktor and end his torment of watching Viktor pine, and so begins Yuuri’s descent into a wonderland of texting his idol, meeting his #1 fan(s), and slowly rebuilding his life with a little help from his friends.

8. Two Nights in Paris

Life and love: two words starting with the same letter, mutually existing for each other. One is simple, the other not. When Victor whisks Yuri away to Paris for the weekend, they might just find themselves asking which is which.

9. Katsuki “PDA Monster” Yuuri

When he kissed Yuuri for the first time, Viktor assumed that would be the end of any public romantic gestures between them. Yuuri, however, had other plans.

9. And So Viktor Met Him

At the Sochi GPF, Viktor watches Yuuri’s disastrous free skate and Chris watches Viktor. Two days and one gala banquet later, Viktor is in love and furious about it. In which personal revelations occur, the scoring system is biased, and Chris is a good friend when he isn’t a terrible friend.

11. Bare It All

Yuuri gets himself into trouble at a bar before he even gets drunk. Luckily for Yuuri, his hot neighbor and longtime crush, who Yuuri tries not to peek at while he wanders around his apartment, is also at the bar.

12. In Honour of the Lambs Led Astray

Living in a world run by money and deceit, Katsuki Yuuri is a honeypot who works under the guise of a high-class escort. For a hefty sum, he can turn an extraction of information into an assassination. Jaded to the existence of soulmates, he throws himself into his work and lets it consume him.

13. Without fear, without metaphor

Yuuri was never one to use more words than necessary. Underutilized it, even, his family and friends would remark. Still, there was a certain relief that came with easy communication. Then he started wanting to use words for more. He even ran his mouth quite a few times in the past months, much to his embarrassment. And he quietly admitted to himself that it came with the sudden barrage of Viktor Nikiforov into what he expected to be peaceful life and probable retirement in his hometown.

14. were stars to burn

How should we like it were stars to burn with a passion for us we could not return?

15. that boy is a monster

Viktor is almost thirty. It’s only a matter of time.

I wanted this list to be longer, and I also wanted to publish on the same day as the YOI Anniversary. Guess which urge won out in the end. Happy belated, Yuri on Ice!

*Take Me Away | Pt 12* Newt x reader

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Story synopsis: Reader is in a loveless marriage. Her husband is an Auror and works alongside Theseus. Newt is recently promoted to the Beast Division at The Ministry and Theseus decides to bring Newt along to a dinner at reader’s house. After a few run ins afterwards, reader and Newt slowly begin to fall in love. Reader has never found love in anyone besides her mother and soon finds it in Newt. The two begin to see one another secretly (after fighting the urges to avoid such a secret affair…) until after a year of hiding Newt is asked to travel the world and write his book. Will reader go with him and leave her life behind?

Fun Fact: I wrote out the entirety of this chapter but then made it chapter 13! I thought it would be best to end this a certain way rather begin it ;) So, I wrote this new version! Most of the angst is in the upcoming one and since I have it pretty much all written, you won’t have to wait too long for it! So, without further ado… enjoy! 

From inside your room you watched as Nathaniel let his anger out on Newt in the front yard. You pounded on the window, screaming and trying to get anyone’s attention but it was useless. The moment Nathaniel began his way back inside you felt your body stiffen in fear. Within minutes you saw the guests all leaving and apparating out of the yard. 

You waited for what seemed like forever for Nathaniel to come back to the bedroom but he never did. He kept you locked inside all night and until early afternoon the next day. 

The moment you heard his footsteps you cringed. The door opened slowly and he sauntered in finding you curled up on the bed. Your tired eyes looked up to meet his and he just stared at you. He looked a mess. He still wore his suit from the night before, only the top four buttons of his shirt were undone, his tie lose and his hair a dishelved mess. He reeked of fire whiskey and you knew he’d been drinking all night.

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The Complex Geometry of Islamic Design

In Islamic culture, geometry is everywhere. You can find it in mosques, madrasas, palaces and private homes. This tradition began in the 8th century CE during the early history of Islam, when craftsman took preexisting motifs from Roman and Persian cultures and developed them into new forms of visual expression. 

This period of history was a golden age of Islamic culture, during which many achievements of previous civilizations were preserved and further developed, resulting in fundamental advancements in scientific study and mathematics. Accompanying this was an increasingly sophisticated use of abstraction and complex geometry in Islamic art, from intricate floral motifs adorning carpets and textiles, to patterns of tile work that seemed to repeat infinitely, inspiring wonder and contemplation of eternal order.

 Despite the remarkable complexity of these designs, they can be created with just a compass to draw circles and a ruler to make lines within them, and from these simple tools emerges a kaleidoscope multiplicity of patterns. So how does that work? Well, everything starts with a circle. The first major decision is how will you divide it up? Most patterns split the circle into four, five or six equal sections. And each division gives rise to distinctive patterns. 

There’s an easy way to determine whether any pattern is based on fourfold, fivefold, or sixfold symmetry. Most contain stars surrounded by petal shapes. Counting the number of rays on a starburst, or the number of petals around it, tells us what category the pattern falls into. A star with six rays, or surrounded by six petals, belongs in the sixfold category. One with eight petals is part of the fourfold category, and so on. 

There’s another secret ingredient in these designs: an underlying grid. Invisible, but essential to every pattern, the grid helps determine the scale of the composition before work begins, keeps the pattern accurate, and facilitates the invention of incredible new patterns. Let’s look at an example of how these elements come together. 

We’ll start with a circle within a square, and divide it into eight equal parts. We can then draw a pair of criss-crossing lines and overlay them with another two. These lines are called construction lines, and by choosing a set of their segments, we’ll form the basis of our repeating pattern. 

Many different designs are possible from the same construction lines just by picking different segments. And the full pattern finally emerges when we create a grid with many repetitions of this one tile in a process called tessellation.

By choosing a different set of construction lines, we might have created this any of the above patterns. The possibilities are virtually endless.  

We can follow the same steps to create sixfold patterns by drawing construction lines over a circle divided into six parts, and then tessellating it, we can make something like the above.

Here’s another sixfold pattern that has appeared across the centuries and all over the Islamic world, including Marrakesh, Agra, Konya and the Alhambra. 

Fourfold patterns fit in a square grid, and sixfold patterns in a hexagonal grid. 

Fivefold patterns, however, are more challenging to tessellate because pentagons don’t neatly fill a surface, so instead of just creating a pattern in a pentagon, other shapes have to be added to make something that is repeatable, resulting in patterns that may seem confoundingly complex, but are still relatively simple to create. 

This more than 1,000-year-old tradition has wielded basic geometry to produce works that are intricate, decorative and pleasing to the eye. And these craftsman prove just how much is possible with some artistic intuition, creativity, dedication along with a great compass and ruler.

In King Lear (III:vii) there is a man who is such a minor character that Shakespeare has not given him even a name: he is merely “First Servant.” All the characters around him – Regan, Cornwall, and Edmund – have fine long-term plans. They think they know how the story is going to end, and they are quite wrong. The servant has no such delusions. He has no notion of how the play is going to go. But he understands the present scene. He sees an abomination (the blinding of old Gloucester) taking place. He will not stand it.

His sword is out and pointed at his master’s breast in a moment: then Regan stabs him dead from behind. That is his whole part: eight lines all told. But if it were real life and not a play, that is the part it would be best to have acted.

—  – C.S. Lewis, “The World’s Last Night”

hi everyone!! my name is Tyler Oakley, & i make stuff on youtube. this month, i’m launching “Chosen Family: Stories of Queer Resilience” - an eight part series on youtube.com/tyleroakley to celebrate LGBTQ+ Pride Month, where i hope to amplify disenfranchised voices/stories within the community, honor our history, & have open and honest discussions. (watch the trailer here)

to celebrate the launch, i’m doing an Answer Time here on tumblr, on Tuesday, June 6th at 3:30pm PT / 6:30pm ET!! so ask me anything here & i might answer your question!!

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Based on a post that I can’t seem to find by @incorectspnquotes.

(The book Sam is reading has the peculiar name of “Stuff”, only in Aramaic.)

Houses as Tumblr Text Posts Part Eight
  • Gryffindor: Your inability to learn handshakes is teaRING THIS GANG APART
  • Hufflepuff: My kink is people underestimating me and ending up wrong and embarrassed
  • Ravenclaw: If you can’t dazzle them with your brilliance, baffle them with your bullshit
  • Slytherin: I’m wearing all black to mourn the death of my motivation
Things that happen after the Bat-family has seen the Lego movie:

They all go see it a second time. Several of them see it a third time. Jason and Damian have each seen it five times.

Stephanie and Tim painted “Buttmobile” on the back of the Batmobile. The Batwing and the Batsub were given the same treatment. They both agreed that hand-washing every car/ all-terrain vehicle that Batman AND Bruce Wayne owned was a fair price to pay for it.

Jason and Damian will try to one-up each other with incorporating movie quotes into their daily life. Unfortunately, for everyone around them, this leads to the unironic use of phrases such as: 

“I’m blushing super hard under the mask” “No, it’s snake clowns!” and “Woohoo, I’ve been parented!”

Update: “Woohoo, I’ve been parented!” is always accompanied by a refusal to do whatever said parenting referred to.

Oracle is now referred to solely as ‘Puter. Dick falls over laughing when Bruce accidentally says it on patrol.

They memorize all the lyrics to the song at the beginning of the movie. The phrase ‘in the darkest night” will result in an eight-part harmony and impromptu dance party. Even during patrol. Especially during patrol. Double especially while fighting any number of villains. Tim can’t sing but he beat-boxes to it.

The password to the Batcomputer was set to: IronManSux. Nobody will confess to it. 

Dick has gone around to every camera in Wayne Manor and whispered “Hello secret camera” to it.

Robin’s cape was coated in yellow glitter. Stephanie claimed innocence. Cassandra didn’t even try to hide the glitter on her hands.

“Computer, overcompensate.” Is now an official command in all auto-pilot systems. The Riddler laughed so hard he didn’t even try to stop them from dismantling his techno-bomb the first time Duke used it in battle.

Bruce Wayne is asked no fewer than nine times on National Television if there is any truth behind the rumor that he and the Dark Knight are in a relationship. 

Everyone took turns sliding across the dining room table. Alfred was not pleased.

Update: Being called Grandpa by all of them restored Alfred’s good humor.

Bruce has been called Padre seventy nine times and counting in the three days since they saw the movie. They have a bet going for who he calls “hijo” first. Most of the money is on Dick. Stephanie thinks it will be her since she makes a point of calling him Padre twelve times a day. Damian steadfastly refuses to believe it will be anyone but him.

Update: It’s Jason. He’s in a state of shock for forty minutes after Bruce ends a lecture with, “So just… stop threatening government officials hijo.”

There’s a post-it on next to the elevator up to the manor that says “to Batman’s attic.”

Joker sets up an enormous, ridiculously elaborate death trap that puts all of his previous death traps to shame. Batman is fighting his way out, but they’re all trapped and it doesn’t look like there’s any way out but then everything freezes and Joker dramatically lowers down on a moving platform and makes a big show about the whole “greatest enemy” thing and obsession and being the object of Batman’s hatred and it’s basically a summary of all the movie lines and Batman just… sighs and shakes his head because of course Joker has seen it too and what else can he really say at this point his kids are in trouble and he just looks at Joker and says “I hate you” with as much feeling as he can manage which is a struggle because he’s just so tired why couldn’t they have made a lego Flash movie???

Masterlist

Jughead Jones x Reader

Sketch

Sketch Part 2

Fort

Unrequited

Unrequited Part 2

Thunderstorm

Cabin

Second Choice

Cheater

Green Sweater

Football Game

Mr. Jealous

Drunk

Advice

Advice Part 2

Mutual

Relax

Elope

Camping

Monopoly

Study

Jujube Jones

Runaway

Drowning

Spray Paint

Fight Night

Grind

Cheerleader

Nowhere to Go

One-Sided

Love

Words

Rivalry

Favor

Camp Counselor

Concussion

Strip Poker

Shoot Me

Memories

Romeo and Juliet

Lies

Ship

Why Him?

Pajamas

Bad Things

Badass

Promise

Casual

Bad Day

Wide Awake

Important

Reunion

Watercolor

Cute

Exhibit

Marry Me

Not Soon Enough

Shot

Junior Prom

Enemies to Lovers

Half-and-Half

The Jock and the Loner

Protective

Together

Interaction

Shy

Sketches and Poems

Seal of Approval

Love on the Brain

Just Us

Magic

Surprise?

Meet the Gang

Bicker

Comfort

They’ll Pay

Directions

Archie Andrews x Reader

Two Can Play

Past Tense

Juggie’s Lil Bro

Birthday Girl

Reggie Mantle x Reader

No Catcalling Allowed

Accidental Discovery

Mine

Bet

Cheryl Blossom x Reader

Only You

Josie McCoy x Reader

Backstage Pass

Kevin Keller x Reader

Secret Admirer

Jason Blossom x Reader

Last Summer

Core Four

Coming Out (x3)

Series

Winchesters in Riverdale: Prologue, Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten (Finale)

Aesthetics (fics)

Winchesters in Riverdale

Backstage Pass

Elope

Grind

Unrequited

Cheerleader

The Jock and the Loner

Green Sweater

Only You

Aesthetics (people)

Jujube Jones

Lily Shryer (Winchester)

Jughead Jones Pt. I

Jason Blossom

Kevin Keller

Veronica Lodge

Cheryl Blossom

Betty Cooper

Young Alice Cooper

The Blossom Twins

Young Fred Andrews

Serpent!Jughead

Witch!Josie, Veronica, Cheryl, and Betty

Jughead Jones Pt. II (Pink Pastel)

Jughead Jones Pt. III (Red)

Jellybean Jones

Josie and the Pussycats

Valerie Brown

Reggie Mantle

FP Jones

Mermaid!Betty with Merman!Jughead and Jason

FP and Jughead Jones

Bright Galaxy Jughead moodboard (Pt. IV)

Serpent!Jones siblings

Plants and Pastel Archie Andrews moodboard

Serpent!Cheryl

Sapphic!Ethel

Cloudy/Ocean Jughead moodboard (Pt. V of Jughead aesthetics)

Prom Queen!Alice

Homeless!Jughead (Pt. VII of Jughead aesthetics)

Pink Pastel moodboard for Cheryl Blossom

Jughead at the Drive-In moodboard (Pt. VIII of Jughead aesthetics)

Dark green Jughead Jones moodboard (Part IX of Jughead aesthetics)

AU where Jughead Jones, Cheryl Blossom, and Sabrina Spellman are Southside Serpents

Hamlet AU with Jughead Jones (Pt. X of Jughead aesthetics)

Serpent! and Witch!Sabrina Spellman

Slytherin! and Female!Jughead

Female!Jughead

Female!Archie

Romantic Jughead moodboard (Pt. XI of Jughead aesthetics)

Serpent!Reggie

Lily Shryer (Winchester) moodboard Pt. II

Aesthetics (ships)

Jason x Polly

ArchieRonnie

Young FP Jones x Alice Cooper

Jarchie

Beronica

Cheronica

Bughead (Galaxy-themed)

Bughead (Witch/Wizard AU)

Angel!Jarchie

Young Fred x Mary Andrews

Platonic!Jarchie

Bright Colors!Beronica

JugKev

Jarchie with Killer!Jughead x Oblivious!Archie

Serpent!Jarchie

Cherry Red Jarchie

Pastel!Jarchie

Reghead AU where Reggie is a knight and Jughead is his servant

Reggie Mantle x Jason Blossom

Jeryl Cinderella AU

Cheronica AU where Veronica is Catwoman and Cheryl is Poison Ivy

Jason Blossom x Betty Cooper

Dark!Jeryl

Adult!Jarchie

Floral Jarchie moodboard

Serpent!Beronica

Bughead AU where Jughead is Hades and Betty is Persephone

Fluffy!Jeryl

Cuddly Jarchie moodboard

Serpent!Bughead

Bughead on a road trip

Jughead/Reggie/Cheryl

Jeronica and apple picking

Archie Andrews x Cheryl Blossom

Reghead

Reggie Mantle x Cheryl Blossom

Bughead wedding

Reggie Mantle x Betty Cooper

Jeronica

Barchie

Pregnant Bughead

Bughead marriage proposal

Aesthetics (misc)

Headcanon: Jughead’s favorite movies

‘80s Diner(s)/Rockabilly ft. Jughead Jones

AU where Riverdale’s Reggie meets Archie Comics’ Reggie

AU where Betty is Harley Quinn

Moodboard for Jughead Jones based off of the song “I Wanna Be Yours” by the Arctic Monkeys (Pt. VI of Jughead aesthetics)

Moodboard based off of me

Core Four at the carnival

Archie in love

The Core Four + The Four Seasons

Headcanons

Sleeping Cheryl

Sad Archie

Romantic Veronica

Jughead Living Quarters

Houses as Tumblr Text Posts Part Eight
  • Gryffindor: Hey can you hold this for me *gives you my hand*
  • Hufflepuff: *wakes up from a nap I didn't realize I was taking*
  • Ravenclaw: *sips tea or coffee* If I don't do anything, maybe I won't mess this up more
  • Slytherin: *buy the book "How To- Make Friends Without Revealing Everything About Yourself"*
{PART 20} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; You finally learn the name of the man who destroyed everything you held so dear; while Jungkook comes to the realisation that the last memory he has of you might be happening right before his eyes.

“His heart only ever had one thought, one want - one need. Despite all, in spite of it all…all his heart ever wanted; was her”

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time) 

{Part 1} //{Part 19} {Part 20} {Part 21}

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Come Back to Me (Part One)

Fandom: Marvel
Ship: Peter Parker x Reader
Requested: No, but taken from this prompt list: “Just… come back alive, okay?”
Genre: Low-key angst??
Warnings: Spiderman Homecoming spoilers
Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten

Originally posted by j-murphy

Your best friend had raved on and on about asking his crush to the dance, and when he finally did it, you were the first he told. You pretended to be excited for him, and in a small way, you genuinely were. But when you thought of Liz slow-dancing with Peter instead of you, and him kissing her at the end of the night and not you, the excitement for him was largely overshadowed by sadness, because it would never be you. He would never have feelings for you.

So when you saw Liz walk into the Homecoming dance without Peter on her arm, your eyebrows furrowed. She walked around, greeting people everywhere around her, when she made her way to your group with Ned and Michelle. 

“Hey guys!” She said excitedly and smiled, and you forced a smile back. She was a nice girl; you couldn’t deny that. She was good for Peter.

“Hey,” you said back. “Where’s Peter? I thought he’d be with you,” you tried to keep your voice casual, but Michelle caught your eye and smirked. She knew your secret. 

“Oh, he’s in the car with my dad. He should be here soon,” she smiled again, dazzling one, before excusing herself to greet more partygoers. You turned around to face your two friends, fake smile still on your face.

“You okay?” Ned asked, a sympathetic expression on his face that you didn’t see often. He knew your secret too.

(It wasn’t much of a secret to anyone but Peter.)

“I’m okay,” you gave a real smile this time, and his eyes shifted to somewhere behind you. You stiffened, knowing your best friend was here. You turned around, seeing a panicked look on his face, but you knew that you were the only one who could tell his expression. You’d known each other for years; you knew all of his in-and-outs.

He went up to Liz and tapped her on the shoulder, and as he spoke to her, you saw his expression become guilty. You couldn’t see Liz’s because her back was turned to you, but you were sure it wasn’t pleasant. You saw him mouth ‘I’m sorry’ before sprinting through the gym doors and into the hallways of the school. 

Before you knew what you were doing, you were running after him. You abandoned your shoes after crashing through the gym doors and followed him barefoot. “Peter!” You yelled and turned another corner, but he continued to sprint farther ahead of you. After yelling his name again and turning a few more corners he stopped in front of a set of lockers and turned around to look at you.

“(Y/N), go back to the dance,” he said, the panic now even more evident on his face.

“No,” you said stubbornly. “What do you think you’re doing? You’ve been looking forward to this for so long!” 

He simply shook his head before grabbing you by the shoulders and turning you around. “You need to go. Now.”

“No!” You pushed his hands away from you. He looked at you desperately. “What is going on with you?”

He turned away again and mumbled under his breath, pacing back and forth. 

“Peter,” you said his name again, softer this time, and grabbed his hand to stop his pacing. “I’m your best friend. You can tell me anything,” you say, ignoring the feeling erupting in your chest from him squeezing your hand. 

“I know, I know,” he whispered and stayed silent for a few moments, staring down at your connected hands, before sighing, pulling away from you, and turning towards the lockers again. He bent down and pulled the bottom of the lockers, and you gasped in shock when the wall of lockers lifted up to reveal a small crevice filled with multiple things. 

Peter pulled out a ball of red and blue fabric and unrolled it, then turned around to show you it. You stared at try fabric in his hands, seeing the spider on the front and the mask with goggles falling to the side. You stared at it, and stared at it, and stared at it, before it finally clicked. You had seen this suit on the news multiple times before, clad on a mystery man you had always found so brave. 

You looked up at Peter and noticed his nervous expression matching yours. “Why do you have Spiderman’s suit, Pete?” You whispered, and you knew why he had it, you knew, but you couldn’t bring yourself to comprehend it. 

“You know why, (Y/N),” he sighed and looked down at the wrinkled fabric in his hands. 

“I need to hear you say it,” your voice was still quiet, and you looked down at the suit again. 

“I’m Spiderman,” Peter finally said, and your resolve crumbled. Tears flooded your eyes and your vision became blurry, and a few tears fell down your cheeks.  You weren’t sure why you were crying. You didn’t know if it was the betrayal of him not telling you, or the fear of him getting hurt, or something else entirely. But the tears continued to fall. 

“(Y/N),” he sighed again, and pulled you into a hug. “It’s okay. Why are you crying?”

“I don’t know,” you sobbed and laughed and cried, and Peter hugged you and rubbed your back until you could compose yourself. You pulled back from him after a few minutes and wiped your face with your hands, sure you looked like a mess. “But why are you leaving now?”

He sighed for what seemed like the millionth time in the last few minutes. “You know the guy that I’ve been fighting? All the news channels have been talking about it. Or, who Spiderman has been fighting.”

You nodded. “That bird dude?” Peter laughed, a real smile on his face that made you smile too.

“Yeah, yeah, the bird dude.” He chuckled and looked down at his feet before beginning to back away. “I gotta go. He’s gonna steal from Mr. Stark’s plane, and I need to stop him.”

“But why now,” you stressed, taking steps closer to him. “It’s our Homecoming.”

“He’s Liz’s dad,” he said, not actually answering the question, and you gasped.

“Liz’s dad?” Peter nodded. “Does she know?” He shook his head, backing away again.

“I really have to go, (Y/N),” he said, and went to turn around. 

“Wait!” You grabbed his hand again, and he looked at you expectantly. “I, um,” you wanted to tell him, you needed to tell him before it was too late. But you didn’t want to burden him before he went to risk his life. So instead of telling him what you desperately wanted to, you pulled him into a hug. 

He breathed deeply, resting his chin on top of your head as you listened to his heartbeat under your ear. You pulled back the slightest bit to look him in the eyes. “Just… come back alive, okay?” 

He smiled lightly and moved his hands from your back to your hands. “I always do.” He squeezed them once and let go, grabbing the suit from where he dropped it on the floor and running away from you. You sniffed loudly as he turned a corner, disappearing from your vision, and the sound echoed through the empty hallways. 

You began to walk back to the dance, wiping at your face again and collecting your discarded shoes to make yourself presentable. And as you made your way through the school by yourself, you thought, Good luck, Spiderman.

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This is my first Peter piece that I’ve written in a while, so I hope everyone liked it! Feedback is always welcome! Requests for Tom Holland and Peter Parker imagines are open, so feel free to send one in! 

~e

MASTERLIST

Requests:

Chubby!Reader x Credence

Credence tries to surprise you for your birthday.

You coax Credence to dance and end up grinding with him.

Credence beats himself up for a mistake, and it ends up with a kiss. 

Credence has to take a bath but needs help from fem reader, which leads to sex.

You catch him masturbating to thoughts of you, and he gets embarrassed. Smut.

You walk in on Credence singing.

Credence protects you from abusive parents and shows you how he’ll protect you. Smut.

Human!Obscurus!Reader x Credence (Part One) (Part Two)

Reader has intimacy issues too, so he meets her halfway. (Part One.) (Part Two coming soon)

Credence wants to give Reader the love and attention he never got.

You get jealous of someone flirting with Credence, leading you to confront your feelings.

You are part of the 1920s movement in which women began wearing pants, and you’re not very feminine in the traditional sense. When you develop a crush on Credence, you enlist Queenie’s help.

Credence is confronted with his past again when he discovers Reader is pregnant.

Clearly annoyed Reader worries Credence, who thinks it’s his fault. Reader must reassure him that it’s not him.

Credence discovers Reader’s self-harm scars.

Credence notices how much smaller Reader’s hands are compared to his and feels defensive.

Credence makes Reader feel better about her small breasts.

Credence and Reader adopt a dog from the shelter.

Credence and Reader take a bath to relax, but Credence’s mind wanders. Smut.

Credence cums from simple touches, even though they aren’t sexual.

You try to teach Credence how to bake, but it is a Disaster.

Credence loses control of his obscurus, hurting Reader, and has to comfort her.

Credence has grown comfortable with touching Reader but accidentally turns her on in public.

Reader asks Credence to show them the muggle world, and he tries his best.

Reader praises Credence to give him assurance, but it gets smutty.

Shy Male!Reader and Credence in which only Queenie knows that they like each other and sets them up.

Credence fingers Reader.

The morning after you have sex with Credence.

Credence goes out alone with you for the first time and learns that sometimes you have to trust the moment–and the person. Set to Adele’s “Make You Feel My Love”

Playing Truth or Dare with the gang, where your crush on Credence is revealed (by Queenie) (fluff)

Credence and Reader cuddle and are generally affectionate all the time, so people think they’re together even though it’s all totally platonic.

Credence comes home from working at the bakery to find you with another boy and gets jealous–feelings are confronted.

Credence notices you in the bakery every morning and offers for you to have breakfast with himself, Queenie, and Jacob because he feels he understands you.

You and Credence celebrate your one year anniversary and decide to be intimate for the first time. Fluff ensues.

Reader has acne/acne scarring and low self-esteem, and Credence helps them feel better about it.

Credence is going to leave you because he thinks you deserve more, and after a lot of tears and explanations, he has to decide if he’s going to stay.

You have to give Credence a massage to work out muscle aches after his obscurus bursts out again, which ends in a kiss.

You have a bad day at work, and Credence wants to take care of you in the ways that you have taken care of him.

Credence has a bad day and falls into old mindsets in the bathtub before you come home and try to reassure him.

Credence is jealous of you because you get flirted with a lot.

Credence has a bad night. You forget your glasses. Comforting and fluff ensue.

Credence is unsure of how to be a father, but one night, he finds he can do it and that he has a family.

It takes some convincing to get Credence to believe you really love him. He is just very befuddled, and it’s pretty cute.

A private moment between Credence and his significant other, who is incredibly talkative and bubbly, quite the opposite of a very reserved Credence.

Headcanons:

Tall!Reader x Credence

Things Credence would say in bed

Credence’s boggart

Short!Reader x Credence

Mutual Pining

Sleep Talking!Credence

Credence with kids

First time Credence cums inside you

Protective!Credence

Praise Kink!Credence (xxx)

Giving Credence a head massage

How Credence’s lips would feel

Modern!Credence (in which i misread and just did modern!Credence and not modern!Credence x Reader, sleep is good, folks)

Credence seeing Reader in lingerie for the first time

Dancing with Credence

Credence walks in on you getting off

Credence with Reader who wears really large clothing because of insecurity

Credence x Traditionally Masculine!Reader

Credence giving a blowjob for the first time

Credence giving Fem!Reader oral for the first time

Credence reacting to his first erection and masturbating for the first time

Chubby!Credence (xxx) (xxx)

Sharing a bed for practical reasons, of course

When Credence cries

Credence getting his first blowjob

Chubby!Reader x Credence

High School!Credence

Rescuing Credence from some bullies on the street

Dominant!Credence (xxx)

Credence getting a lap dance

Mommy Kink!Credence (xxx) (xxx) (xxx)

Praise Kink!Credence

Menstruating!Reader x Credence

Ethnically Jewish!Credence

Slightly Shorter!Reader x Credence

Jealous!Credence

Depressed!Reader x Credence

Genderfluid!Credence

Credence x Reader with Big Thighs

Taking a bath with Credence

Cuddly Sleeper!Credence

Credence x Reader with Stretch Marks

Sick!Credence // Credence x Sick!Friends

Credence x Theatre!Reader

Credence x Disabled!Reader

Credence x Blunt!Reader

Credence x Reader With Bad Lungs/Sleep Apnea

Credence x Reader Who Cries a Lot

Drunk!Credence

Stores that Modern!Credence would like

Credence x Drug Addict!Reader

Movies Modern!Credence would like

What it’s like when each of you have nightmares

Kissing Credence under the mistletoe (sort of)

Credence caring for Reader after surgery.

Credence, Reader, and Credence’s scars

Credence x Reader with ADHD (done by @ ilovecredencebarebone)

Peaceful Protest with Credence

Ace!Credence with Ace!Reader

Credence x Reader who always sings

Genderfluid!Credence

Credence x Reader with anxiety

Not celebrating Valentine’s Day with Credence

Credence being happy for you when you get accepted to college

Making out with Credence

Shy!Credence expressing his feelings

Credence’s healing process

Lying in bed with Credence

Credence x Reader going through dissociation

Credence x Musician!Reader

Credence with a Reader who listens to heavy metal

Credence x Reader with dark brown eyes

Credence loving your art–your subject is often him, of course.

Original Stories:

Kind Eyes, Kind Smiles, Kind Understanding (Completed):
Part One || Part Two || Part Three || Part Four || Part Five || Part Six || Part Seven || Part Eight || Part Nine || Part 10 || Part Eleven || Part Twelve || Part Thirteen || Part Fourteen

Tattoo AU (Ongoing):
Part One || Part Two || Part Three || Part Four || Part Five

One Shot to Song “Alone” by Lund:
(Which you can find here)

Fanfiction - A Lifetime of Her (Part VII)

Part VII – “You bleed just to know you’re alive”

Twenty-eight

Why do sirens cry in blue and red?

Are they calling for help, for the crushing urgency, the need to rob time of time itself? Or are they warning us to look away, to prepare ourselves because tragedy is upon us – we might as well be next?

Even after many years, I’d recall their grieving sound. The way my hands pressed upon Claire’s belly, blocking the exit of her life with my palms. The screams around me, senseless, enhancing my growing despair. How her eyes never left mine – daring me to stay with her, to keep death at bay.

The paramedics came. They could have taken from seconds to a lifetime to reach us – I wouldn’t be able to say. Time skipped and jumped, a leaf on the fury of wind, fragile at the thought of flying.

“I need you to step aside, sir.” A small man told me with assertiveness, trying to dislodge me from my position, kneeled next to Claire on the ground. His gloved hands were already evaluating her pulse, placing an oxygen mask on her face.

“I will not leave her side!” I growled, ferocious. He gave me a serious look, but didn’t make any further attempts to take me away from her, certain I would strike and maim any man foolish enough to try. He was right.

They quickly bandaged her abdomen with a pile of snow white compresses, held tight against her body by a bandage skilfully applied. Claire tried not to moan, but I could see her pain in every ragged breath, in the sweat that dripped from her brow.

The ambulance flew across the roads of Edinburgh, transporting us to the closest trauma centre. The driver had opened his mouth – about to object my presence – but was shortly discouraged by my menacing glance and a shook of head from the short paramedic.

“Hold on.” I repeated to Claire, like a mantra, holding her band – being almost thrown to the opposite side of the ambulance as the vehicle raced to the hospital, jumping on speed bumps and sliding on the curves like a car in hot pursuit. “Dinna die on me, mo nighean donn. I won’t let ye, do ye hear me?”

“I’m… not… too keen…. on the idea… either.” She puffed haltingly, making a weak attempt of a smile, which almost broke my heart.

“Woman of thirty, victim of an armed robbery, gunshot wound to the upper right quadrant with no exit wound – she’s losing blood fast.” The paramedic announced, as they erupted through the emergency doors, a team standing by to receive them. “Glasgow fifteen, she has been responsive during transport. Her blood pressure kept dropping, the saline is wide open but ineffective fluid challenge.” He informed to a man with brown hair and olive eyes, who nodded in acquiescence, leading the gurney carrying Claire to a trauma room as I followed closely.

“Denzel.” Claire whispered to the young surgeon, as he started to unpack her abdomen to access her injuries. “Is that you?” He looked at her face, surprised at hearing his name, and his eyes opened in shock.

“Claire!” He touched her face in greeting, as nurses hurried around, preparing trays and drugs that might be necessary. “Dear God! What happened?”

“Do ye know her?” I asked, grabbing her hand in spite of a nurse’s protest, prepared to shoo me away from the secluded room.

“Of course.” He looked at me with concern in his calm eyes, as he started to palpate her belly. Claire hissed in pain and he pursed his worried lips. “I met Claire during medical school in Boston and was very pleased when she decided to return to Scotland and be a resident here, as I am. You really shouldn’t be here, sir.”

“Please…” Claire pleaded, closing her eyes for a second and licking her chapped lips. “Let Jamie stay…just a while longer.”

“Alright.” Denzel Hunter patted her hand in reassurance. “As long as he doesn’t faint on me.”

“How… bad… is it, Denny?” She asked, her eyes more unfocused and glassy. “I’m…fairly…sure…it went through…my liver.”

“And I’m sure you’re right - brilliant even in this situation, my dear. I’ll ask Doctor Myers to come in to operate.” Denny smiled, skilfully inserting a catheter on her jugular vein.

“I’ll be dead…before…he gets here.” Claire said sheepishly, raising her brow. Her face was hazardously pale, her whiskey eyes shining even brighter, her orbs dilated from pain and blood loss. “It has…to be you. I trust…you.”

Denny nodded, solemn, checking her pupils with a small flashlight, as she suddenly became unconscious – the monitors around them going crazy with alarms. “She’s bleeding out! Let’s move people, hang that saline wide open and two units of blood on the rapid infuser!” He commanded, concentrated in the wound’s trajectory. “Do you know her blood type, by any chance?”

I didn’t know her blood type – never had the chance to ask her, that information amongst a million other precious details of her that I knew nothing about. I didn’t know her birthday, even though I knew the position she slept in. I didn’t know her favourite dish – even if I was aware she preferred sneakers than high heels. I almost choked at the realization of the lifetime of things I could be robbed of, so devastatingly – left wondering, forever, because the time we had been offered hadn’t been enough. Knowing how much I loved her – and yet knowing so little of the one I loved.

“I dinna ken.” I admitted, gripping my fists, fighting the urge to curl into a ball and weep on the floor, stained with her blood.

“That’s alright.” Denzel assured me, throwing away compresses soaked in blood. “Let’s go with O-negative! I need a blood gas test as soon as possible and someone call the OR, let them know we’re coming! I want to be doing the first cut in less than five minutes!”

“Is she going to be alright?” I fearfully asked him, reluctantly letting go of her hand as a nurse took blood from her wrist with a fine syringe.

“She’s going into shock from the blood loss.” He explained in a steady voice. “I need to repair the damage right away, before she’s too unstable to endure the procedure. We’ll take her away now.”

I approached her, feeling numb as if my own blood had been turned to ice in my veins. I kissed her forehead, my lips hot against her perspired skin.

“Don’t leave me, Claire. This time I’ll beg.” I whispered in a broken voice. “Don’t leave me.”

****

I roamed the strikingly white corridors, incapable of sitting any longer in the waiting room outside the OR, where other husbands, daughters and mothers gathered, hope and fear lurking inside their eyes.

I came upon the small chapel, whispering of shelter and tranquillity in the half-light. I sat on the wooden bench, my hands entwined in prayer – I was ready to surrender to His will well enough, but was intent on offering a bargain.

“Lord, ye gave her to me.” I whispered, my eyes fixed on the cross where he had been martyr, symbol of the most loyal of loves. “I canna make sense of it in any other way. When my need was greatest ye set her upon my path so she could heal my soul. All along I was meant for her.” A warm tear streamed down my check, too raw to be contained. “And I intend to love her well the rest of my days – to care for her and make a home of her heart. I shall repay the gifts bestowed upon me by loving her to the best of my abilities. So I ask ye now – dinna take her away.”

I clenched my teeth, fighting against the sobs that threaten to wreck my body. “For if ye ever loved, ye know this – there’s this place inside me that only exists as long as she walks the earth. Once she’s gone, the part of me that lived in her light – the best, the one that makes me myself and no one else - will die with her.” My voice was unhinged, resounding in the naked walls, pulsing as the chambers of His heart. “I’m none so brave as I was before, ken?” I added very softly. “Not brave enough to live without her anymore.”

I heard footsteps approaching the door – I didn’t bother to clean away the tear tracks on my cheeks. I didn’t turn either – I knew who had come to bring me news.

“Does she live?” I asked aloud – the hint of pain, of shaped glass an inch away from shattering, creeped into my voice.

“She lives.” Denzel Hunter sat next to me, sighing in tiredness as his bones found comfort in transient rest. “It was touch and go for a while, but I was able to retrieve the bullet and repair the vessels – she lost a bit of her liver, but it will regenerate itself with time.” His outline was sharp, softness mixed with edges, akin to a bust of an angel descending from grace to speak of hope to the lost crowd. “It will be a slow recovery – but she lives.”

“Thank ye.” I closed my eyes and bent my head, my body shaking from supressed grief, as I let go of the leash I had been using to keep myself together. “Thank ye.” I repeated. I didn’t know if I was thanking Denzel Hunter or God – but to me, in that moment, they were one and the same.

He squeezed my shoulder in silent acknowledgment and left me alone – to cry for joy and gratitude, for my heart had been saved.

****

I sat by her side as soon as she went to a room in recovery. I jumped each time a monitor bleeped, startled to the point of panic – but she slept peacefully, her lips still hauntingly pale.

I knew sleep wouldn’t touch me – my task was to watch over her. To guard her. To will her back to me.

I marvelled with each heartbeat – found terror in the infinitesimal space between each and every one of them. I talked to her in the Gaidhlig, the language of my dreams, in which I could best tell her all my heart. I brushed her hand with inquiring fingers, learning the lines of her to make sure they were still the same. I kissed her lips softly, remembering the promise of her laugh.

And as the moon rose outside, I watched the circuit of air inside her lungs, the tiny movements of flesh and bone, adjusting to the challenging rhythms of life. I watched her breathe again and again, until she opened her eyes to look at me – and I discovered that I too could breathe again.  

Masterlist - Updated 08/03/17

Hamilton

Alexander Hamilton // One Shots

1. Cheap Pants -  College AU

Alexander Hamilton // Series

1. Lunchtime (Part One / Part Two) - “Are you wearing my pants?”

Hercules Mulligan // One Shots

1. Loud Mouth - Hercules has a soft side

2. Changes - “Friends with benefits. Oh, wait. I like you” 

3. Non-Negotiable - “Accidental waving” 

Lafayette // One Shots

1. Love Sick - “Can I kiss you?”

2. Late Night - Coming home drunk

3. Fresh Snow - Snow War

Lafayette // Series

1. Jeopardy (Part One / Part Two) - Friends to maybe something more.

George Washington // One Shots

1. Unreadable - “Wanna bet?” 

Philip Hamilton // One Shots

1. Yo-Yo - Soulmate AU

Philip Hamilton // Series

1. Legacy (Part One / Part Two / Part Three) - “So maybe you’re a fool, headfirst in love / with ink beneath your fingernails. ”

John Laurens // One Shots

1. Overdue - “You’re overdue for this book and I really want it.” 


In the Heights

Usnavi de la Vega // One Shots

1. Smooth Operator - “How long have you been standing there?”

2. Breaks - “I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”

3. Throne - “Do it. I dare you.”

4. Home - Reader is new to Washington Heights


RPF (Real Person Fics)

Okieriete Onaodowan // One Shots

1. My Favorite Cousin - Reader is Anthony’s cousin

2. Peace - Reader owns a bakery/Lin sets them up.

Alex Lacamoire // One Shots

1. Second Date - Lin sets them up.

2. Grand Tour Alex admits he’s never been to San Francisco before, you give him a grand tour.

Lin-Manuel Miranda // One Shots

1. Manhattan - “The one night stand I had is actually my boss.” 

2. Sisterly Love - “I told my family I was in a relationship/fake boyfriend”

3. A Man’s Opinion - “I’m helping you pick out an outfit for your date tonight and I’m totally in love with you.”

4. Slytherin - Reader is an understudy for Eliza

5. Mixtape - Reader is a single mom

6. What’s Next? - Oak plays matchmaker

7. 5 Things - You frequently have one night stands with Lin

8. First Dance - Lin and Reader meet early on in their careers

9. One Cream, Five Sugars - Lin spills coffee on the reader

10. Green, Green Dress - Based off of Green, Green Dress from tick, tick…boom!

11. Embarrassed - Lin is a fan of the Reader

12. Settled - Lin and Reader were college roommates/he invites her to the Tony’s

13. Tell the Kids - Reader is Lin’s assistant on Mary Poppins.

14. Armani Suit Reader is a part of an auction for a date with her.

15. Rehearsals - Reader is the choreographer for Marry Poppins and Lin needs extra help.

16. Drunk HistoryDrunk! Lin confesses something to the reader.

17. Secret Santa - Lin is Reader’s Secret Santa.

18. Christmas Without You - Christmas Eve with Lin

19. First Date - Lin and Reader are set up on a blind date.

20. Cool - Reader is a famous singer that sings a Hamilton song at her concert.

21. Mother Knows BestThe Oscars’ luncheon breeds a new relationship for Lin.

22. One Time… Lin is an upbeat theater camp counselor. Reader is anything but.

23. Side A - Based off of ‘Love is a Mix Tape’ by Rob Sheffield.

24. Parallel Lines Who Meet - Loosely based off of Stephen Sondheim’s Comapny.

25. BacheloretteYou’re starting to question your place in life when you find out your best friend is engaged.

26. Need A RideAnything seems possible in the front seat of your beat up Chevy.

27. We’ll Have TonightNew York City is your own weekend mistress.

28. EverythingProm night with your best friend is the perfect night for Lin to get something off his chest.

29. Love on the Brain - You and Lin toe the line between best friends and soulmates.

30. Rinse and Repeat - A regular customer catches your interest.

31. Hour by Hour A late night attempt to buy pot leaves you with the strange roommate of your dealer.

32. Work In ProgressNo matter how much he liked to deny it, sometimes Lin had his doubts.

Lin-Manuel Miranda // Series

1. Backstage / Wedding Plans / Through the Years / Red Lights - Reader is a celebrity and goes to see Hamilton.

2. Impress Me (Part One / Part Two) - Reader conducts an interview with Lin and is also babysitting.

3. Impact (Part One / Part Two) - Reader is married but is in love with Lin.

4. Still Hurting / Rewind - Reader was recently cheated on and has to go on as Eliza.

5. Tells Your Story (Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five) - Reader is asked to be a part of the Hamilton Mixtape

6. Snapshots (Part One / Part Two) - Lin and Reader both miss their subway.

7. Only Us (Part One / Part Two) - Reader owns a bookstore Lin often frequents.

8. Bound to Happen (Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight / Part Nine / Part Ten / Part Eleven) - The chronicles of being Lin’s assistant to maybe something more.

9. Beyond the Sunrise, a collab with @alexanderhamllton (Prologue / Chapter 1 / Chapter 2) - Mixed up orders leads to a new and unexpected person in your life.

Daveed Diggs // One Shots

1. First Sight - Rafa sets them up

Daveed Diggs // Series

1. Street Cred / Noted - “You’re a celebrity I admire but you’re flirting with me?”

Anthony Ramos // One Shots

1. Stars in the Sky - “I’m in love with you, this could ruin everything.”

Jasmine Cephas Jones // One Shots

1. New YorkLoosely based off of ‘San Junipero’ from Black Mirror.

Bruise Masterlist

Originally posted by chanhyun

He wasn’t yours, and you weren’t his, but that couldn’t stop your heart from believing otherwise.

Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Five / Part Six / Part Seven / Part Eight /


This contains mature content, so please read with caution if that’s not for you.