May 3, 2020
fuck! you a pussy ass bitch!!!! fuck you!!! yo mamma AND yo kids!!!!!!
oh my god are we about to kiss rn???
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fuck! you a pussy ass bitch!!!! fuck you!!! yo mamma AND yo kids!!!!!!
oh my god are we about to kiss rn???
Hii ive been dead for a while now im back and I dont know what happened with incomplete I see its still on chap 3 so have you cancelled it or sumthin or do we just wait 🥺👉👈
hi! thank u for the ask :)
i’m not really writing for the internet that much anymore, i kinda just use the blog to reblog things that i like. every once in a while i might post a one shot but i don’t have any plans to pick up incomplete again. i’m sorry!! :( i hope you’re doing well! 💙
blurb for peter parker inspired by needy by ariana grande!
yesyesyesyesyesyesy!!! come through w these ari song prompts
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Peter’s fingers are soft against yours and through the muddled state of your brain you try to focus on the feeling on the feeling of him.
He’s hunched over a pile of books with coffee stained pages and symbols for questions you couldn’t understand if you tried. His hair is mussed, the strands curling over his forehead and a warmth spreads in your chest at the sight of it. At the sight of him.
You squeeze his hand, pulling on his arm to grab his attention. He glances at you briefly, shooting you a sweet smile but it isn’t enough to satiate your sudden urge to be nearer to him.
“Pete,” you whine.
He looks at you again, longer this time and smiles again. “Y/N,” he says in the same tone. You narrow your eyes playfully. He’s tired, the circles under his eyes giving away far more than he’d surely prefer but he’d never admit it to you. “Gotta study.”
“The exam is in a week, Peter,” you tilt your head to the side and he’s staring at you again, something soft flickering in his eyes. You open your arms. “Cuddle?”
He laughs, throwing his head back. His curls bounce with the movement, mesmerizing you like magic. He leans back in his chair, watching you for a moment before shaking his head and stretching his own arms wide.
You grin, not wasting another moment before jumping onto his laugh and wrapping around his body like a vice. You draw a low ‘oof’ from his lips but it’s followed by a breathy laugh and a tight squeeze as his arms come down around your waist.
You press your nose into the skin of his shoulder and breathe him in.
“You’re so needy,” he whispers in your ear. You snort.
“Don’t act like you don’t like being needed.”
His breath rustles your hair and warms your skin. You shiver and press closer to him. “I’m not,” you can hear the smile in his voice. “I love it.”
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do you have a mcu related unpopular opinion ?
idk if it’s unpopular but it might be a tad controversial
listen i thought endgame was great but the i think that steve/tony’s endings were fucking dumb cause steve’s entire character arc was about saving bucky like literally every movie he’s in. he even became a fugitive for that guy and then he doesn’t hesitate to go back in time to be with this lady he kissed once in 1945 at the first given opportunity, leaving his best friend who is still traumatized to be in this whole new world alone i’m sorry i call bullshit
and tony WELL he had a kid and he literally said ‘i don’t wanna die trying’ and for people saying he was proving steve wrong in Avengers 1 when he said that tony wasn’t one to self sacrifice... like im sorry but did tony not literally sacrifice himself every movie after that including avengers 1 im just saying his death was unnecessary and he deserved better so thats how i feel
also a little salty that nat wasn’t at the female hero team up but you can’t have everything so i’m putting that to rest
idk if its unpopular but uh that was my tedtalk i said what i said (no hate tho like i respect everyone’s opinion this was just mine love love love)
sanna’s 2k celebration
📘 dont you go and become someone you're not. And CONGRATS ON 2K i love you 3000
THANK YOU ILY 3000 (i’m doing peter x reader since you didn’t specify <3 )
📘: blurb
You were the first person Peter told when he became Spider-Man.
You knew something had changed, he’d been acting different- skipping classes and forgetting plans that you’d made together weeks before- so when he told you, you were shocked that he was the city’s renowned vigilante, but you weren’t surprised he had a secret he’d been keeping.
Things changed again after that, first for better but eventually for worse and you realized very soon that being a hero was starting to get to Peter’s head.
His confidence was turning to arrogance before your very eyes. If you didn’t set him straight... who would?
Three sharp knocks echo through your room, and you start at the abruptness of them.
Peter is perched outside of your window, his mask clasped in a fist. His hair is messy and damp and curling across your forehead and though there are bags underneath his eyes, he’s wearing an infectious grin. You nod your head and he slides the windowpane open.
“Hey,” he breathes, dropping onto your carpeted floor with a dull thud.
“Hi,” you turn on your desk chair and cock your head. “You’re late, I thought we were gonna watch movies.”
The happy expression he was wearing slips from his face too easily, and suddenly he’s looking nervous and guilty and he’s scratching the back of his neck- something you learned long ago that he only does when he has something to confess. You steel yourself for the inevitable disappointment.
“Right, about that,” he pads forward, his eyes pleading. “Some guys invited me to this party and I-”
You scoff and the rest of his words are left unspoken. His face contorts into irritation.
“What was that?” he asks.
“Nothing, Peter,” you say, unable to keep the disappointment from your voice as you turn your back to him. “Enjoy your party.”
You expect to hear his retreating footsteps, and though you want to turn to him again and scream at him to stop changing, you don’t want to argue with him either. But sometimes, life demands it.
“Obviously something’s up,” he says after another moment of silence, when you glance over your shoulder he’s carding a hand through his hair in frustration. “If you don’t tell me, I can’t fix it.”
“Okay fine,” you swivel your chair around, and it squeaks beneath your weight. “You’re changing.”
“What?” his face contorts and his cheek start to stain a light pink. “No I’m not-”
“Yes you are,” you snap, angry for reasons you can’t understand. “You don’t like parties Peter. You like dumpster diving and old movies and legos and nerdy t-shirts.”
His brows furrow and he swallows hard. “People change.”
“No they don’t,” you say. “Not this much.”
“How would you know?” he says, standing straighter. His fists clench around the material of his suit.
“Because I know you,” The air is hot and stiff around you and you’re afraid you’ll suffocate before you say what you need to. “So don’t you go and become someone you’re not, Peter. Don’t you dare.”
He blinks at you. Once. Twice. And then sighs deeply through his nose.
“I’ve gotta go,” he mumbles, backing away from you. “We’ll talk later.”
You shake your head. “Of course we will,” Your throat is dry and scratchy but your eyes become wet with unshed tears. “Enjoy the party, Pete.”
And then he’s gone. You wonder if Peter was ever really here to begin with.
2k celebration
sannaaaa congratulations on the 2k!! baby you deserve it! 💗 can i have the 📘 for the 2k celebration thingy with the blurb “You wanna know what I’m thinking?” “Not really, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me” with tom 🧡
thank you may!!! <3
📘 : blurb
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Tom’s arm is draped across your shoulder, and his hip bumps against yours softly with each new step you take. His brown eyes are trained on the dark grey pavement under his feet; and though you try not to, you can’t help but stare at him.
You’re watching him watch the street. You hope he doesn’t mind.
The sky above you is almost clear, save for a few scattered puffs of white and the air is warm and sticky, wrapping around you like a cloak. In all honesty, it’s far too hot to walk so close to each other and it’s far far too hot to walk slotted into Tom’s side, but his arm is a heavy comfort and you’ll take a few drops of sweat if it means you can just be near him for a little while.
“H isn’t coming tonight, by the way,” he says suddenly, his fingers reaching out to tug on a lock of your hair. He turns his head to look at you, lips pursed before he raises his free hand and pushes his glasses farther up his nose.
You swat at his fingers until he lets them fall back down your shoulder. “Is that so?”
“Yeah,” he kicks a stray pebble out of his way and it scitters off of the sidewalk and onto the street, narrowly missing the tire of a passing car. “And I don’t really feel like going out.”
Your brows furrow and you turn your hand to glance at him, purposefully this time. “It’s your first real weekend off in weeks.”
“Exactly, I want to relax, watch a movie, maybe go to sleep on time for once.” he sighs through his nose and his fingers run across your collarbone. It tickles, only barely but you shove away from him anyways, a laugh bubbling from your lips.
“Stop that,” you whine, but he grins and pulls you into his side again.
“You wanna know what I’m thinking?” he asks.
You wrap an arm around his waist as his own returns to your shoulders and cast your eyes to the sky. “Not really, but I’m sure you’re going to tell me.”
“I’m thinking,” he continues, paying your quip no heed. “We order takeout and have a marathon. You still haven’t seen Star Wars, have you love?”
You tilt your head to the ground, a smile pulling at your lips. “No I have not.”
“It’s settled then,” he slows his pace to press a fleeting kiss to your temple. “A night in, it is.”
2k celebration
Am I the only one feeling kind of bad for Tom being taken pictures of and them being posted which was fated to lead to dating rumors when it seems like he was just out on the town (well, Hyde Park I guess), trying to have some fun with a good friend/whatever they are? I mean, I know he's a celebrity and he's probably used to it and was aware that would happen, but still...
i definitely feel bad for tom, of course part if it comes with the job but he’s still a person and it feels a bit like invading his privacy.
maybe he just met that girl we literally don’t know and it’s none of our business, i’m just nervous for the people that are prosecuting him based on things we don’t even know.
i’ve said it already but he’s only 23 years old, he needs to be able to do what he wants without the world getting angry at him.
You untalented greasy swine. I hate you. Your writing is not the good. It is very much bad. Die. Bitch. Ass. Cunt.