#reachingforaspark

[sluttyhenley]

#growth

[drmellking]

NEXT for the ask game

NEXT — the next line. meaning i will finish the sentence I’m on and write a new one, which you’ll get.

You can't have him, Eddie thinks. Bring him back, you can't have him.

send me writing asks💌

[hotshotsxyz]

👀

TWO you're such a fave ty for indulging me. so THIS ONE. I have been working on it since the week after 4x14, and I'm still not does with it but I fully intend to finish it eventually. It is affectionately entitled Cursed Time Loop

WARNING - this is a little gory, and technically includes MCD, but like in the time loop way where it's not permanent

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“How’s he doing?” Carla asks him at the door, shutting it carefully behind her so Chris doesn’t overhear.

Buck swallows. “He’s out of surgery. Hasn’t woken up yet, but the doctors are optimistic.”

Carla lets out a sigh of relief. “I’m glad to hear it. And how are you doing?”

Buck shakes his head. “I can’t- I-”

Carla grabs his hand and strokes it soothingly. “It’s okay, baby, you don’t have to.”

“I just need to see Christopher,” he says finally. He blinks back the tears that gather against his lashes.

In a way, this conversation is easier than the one he remembers. This time around, he already knows Eddie’s out of surgery and breathing on his own. Christopher’s upset, but Buck… he holds it together. He’s proud of himself for that.

The next two days go exactly as he remembers it, right up until he gets the call from Ana. He dives for his phone, but it’s too late, and a moment later he’s back where it all began.

Buck dives at Eddie, trying to knock him out of the sniper’s sights. Maybe the universe is giving him a chance to prevent it all from happening in the first place. It doesn’t work, though, and instead of blood, Buck’s splattered with brain matter. He doesn’t even get the chance to scream before the loop begins again.

This time, the shock paralyzes him. He watches Eddie go down, feels himself hit the ground as well, and watches Eddie’s eyes flutter closed. Distantly, he hears screaming. It takes a moment to realize it’s his own. Mehta is on top of him, holding him down, as if he knows that Buck won’t stay on the ground for long.

“Eddie! Eddie!” Buck shouts. He twists and writhes, trying to get out from beneath Mehta, but the Captain has him pinned.

With a roar, Buck shoves Mehta off. He doesn’t bother with the firetruck, this time. He crawls to Eddie as fast as he can. Not fast enough. A bullet rips through Buck’s shoulder, the same one as Eddie’s.

We match, he thinks hysterically. He collapses on Eddie’s chest and sobs.

“I’m sorry,” he gasps, “I’m sorry, Eddie.”

The fifth loop is another short one.

[hoediaz]

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thank you!!

The way Buck fits into Eddie’s life is big, loud, all-consuming — it’s his name on a legal document and under Eddie’s emergency contact and in a folder at Christopher’s school — but it’s also quiet.

It’s Eddie stopping for coffee on the way to work and picking up a donut because Buck said he was craving one the other day. It’s Buck snort-laughing over something Eddie’s said and then pausing to type it into a note on his phone. It’s Buck and Eddie making plans to see some new drama in theatres that Buck will love and Eddie will probably nap through, barely needing to say anything at all as they watch Chimney wrestle a cat out of a tree.

send me a 🌹 for a wip snippet <3

[ambivalentmarvel]

I'm kidding, keep your [redacted] secrets, what's your Ned fic about?

AND because you are so lovely! have another snippet from the ned fic!

It’s instinctual, the way two of his fingers on one hand point while two more and his thumb on the other extend and begin to circle, but there’s nothing natural about the circle the sparks form, that becomes a portal, that becomes a direct line of sight to a stout, stern-looking man whose eyes blow wide at the sight of MJ and Ned on top of Midtown’s roof.

[whumphoarder]

G and H for the asks please <2

G: Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?

I almost always write linearly. The few times that I don’t, I hate past me

H: How would you describe your style?

Dialogue heavy. Minimal description. Whump Lite™.

Ask game

[mamahanu]

I wanna know about "But I'm Not Spider-Man!" What was your fave bit to write? How do you imagine the scenarios after all that went down? WHY WAS MY FAVE HAPPY SO CIVIL TO PETER AFTER HE QUIT?

Ha! Well friend, I'm happy to tell you. :-)

But I'm not Spider-Man! was fun for me. My favorite part to write was Peter reacting to Toomes and the gun. It was really interesting to get into the mindset of how terrifying that would be for Peter if he had no super powers, especially considering we all know how Ben died. I liked putting that anxiousness on a page.

The scenarios after: well, Miles is Spidey in my head for this, and he's been tracking Toomes. There's a confrontation where Toomes keeps calling him Pedro, and Miles is like, "excuse me?" Happy and gang are on extra high alert because of what Peter told them, so they noticed the plane go of course right away, and used whatever crazy tech Tony has in his back pocket to safely land it. Anyway. Toomes never finds out who Spider-Man is, it gets out that it's Peter, and Tony has to arrange a press conference with both Peter and Spider-Man present. No one is happy about this.

As for Happy, well, I imagine May would have picked up Peter from the tower a few times... ;-)

Thanks!

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[awhiskeyriver]

Last Line Tag

Thanks for the tag @wendywobbles @reachingforaspark and @lollercakesff :)

Rules: post the last line you have written and tag as many people as there are words in that line.

My Line: “The sweetest of nights.”

I know this is lame, but since I haven’t been on tumblr much today and am not sure who has/hasn’t been tagged, anyone feel free to jump in and participate! :)