I’m currently writing a story, I’m planning for it to be a YA Fantasy (but we shall see, may turn into a new adult).
I would really love some feedback as I do want to eventually try and get a literary agent and try to publish the book.
So I guess i’m wondering, if there is anyone that would like to be a Beta reader? Unfortunately at the moment I can not afford to pay, but if you did follow me and liked my writing then I would really appreciate the help😭
hi lovelies, I’ve decided to make a new multifandom blog @khaleesiofwritings
As a multifandom blog, I will be writing for Stranger Things, Peaky Blinder, MCU, Harry Potter and Bridgerton as a start… so if you are a fan of any of those, what are you waiting for? Go make a request!
I will still be active in here, but I will gradually move to @khaleesiofwritings as I intend to write for more fandoms, so yeah. Make a request if you like, i’d be happy to write for you☀️
Well, this started as a os, but ended up being something that need a part 2... so I guess we'll see if you like it and if I should write a part 2☀️
Not a request
Peter Parker / Spiderman (TOM HOLLAND) x fem!reader
Prompt: You had few encounters with Spiderman before, almost too many to be just classified as fated encounters. In one of those many, you reveal to him a secret of yours that you never told to anyone, but one day your classmate and friend Tom happens to casually talk about your secret to you.
As you were about to leave the classroom, you found yourself shoulder to shoulder with Peter, who has been very chatty towards you in the past few days, or at least has tried to.
You both stood in front of the door waiting for the other to make a move, you tried to hold yourself from smiling at the sight of his cheeks slowly turning the same colour of a tomato “Are we can’t stay here the whole day, Peter” you said in a laugh.
“Right.” he whispered while heading out the door first, but he waited for you just to be able to walk next to you in the hallway “So, how did you find the class?” he asked you, as innocent as that question was, you almost felt triggered by the imagines of the small knife going through that frog going through your head.
You looked at him visibly disgusted, as if that was enough to answer his question “I don’t like knives, and I don’t like knives going through things, especially living beings” you spitted out.
“Oh, yeah yeah of course…” he quickly said looking at his shoes “I am sorry, I forgot about your fear of knives” the words left his mouth so quickly and so vividly that there was no way for him to come back from what he just said to you.
Your head turned to him quickly as soon as you heard him, your eyes almost out of your head and your mouth slightly open, but not quite yet ready to speak. Only recently you moved to that school and you never dared to talk about your fear of knives because that would have led to a conversation about your father and what happened to him. It was already hard being the new kid, let alone being the new kid who’s father was murdered by stabbing and on top of that, you unfortunately witnessed the whole thing at the mere age of 12. Never in a million years you were going to tell that story to your classmates, but there was Peter Parker apologising for triggering a memory that you never shared with him.
Peter’s heart started to race against time, a time that he was trying to beat in order to find an answer to a question you hadn’t asked yet How do you know? And all sorts of thoughts started to invade his mind The internet! Say you read it in an article about the murder! No… she will think you are weird for looking her up on the internet. Maybe… maybe I asked about her around! But, that just sounds like stalking… Damn it Peter! Maybe she told me, yeah she told me.
“How do you know about my fear?” you gathered all the air you had in your body in order to pronounce those words outloud.
“Oh, you… you told me, remember?” he stuttered looking away from you. Peter was never a good lie, he could swing around it and manage to not actually answer your question, but when it came to lying… he was really bad.
“I most certainly not” you said “Beside, I’m pretty sure this is the third time we have spoken and I wouldn’t have entertained a conversation about my worst fear. So, who told you or how did they find out?”
His hands were shaking at this point and his brain stopped from collaborating, he almost slipped and hit a trash can, but he was able to jump over it, which you thought was pretty impressive, but you were not about to dismiss the whole argument “You must have forgotten. How would I know if you didn’t tell me? I just thought that it would have triggered the memory of your father and make you sad so I connected the frog to your dad- wait this is not how it was suppose-”
And again your heart sank “How do you know about my father?” your mouth started to feel dry as well as your throat, you had to take a deep breath before looking at him again.
The more you thought about it, the more it didn’t make sense. You were hundred percent sure to never have entertained that conversation and even if he did read it online, you were pretty sure that the media didn’t allow enough coverage to your father’s passing for him to actually find out about it. You didn’t even manage to make any actual friends in order for you to share such a personal story… and that’s when it hit you. You did make a friend… sort of.
The past few weeks you had few encounters with Spiderman, a masked freaked that went around at night to save the neighbourhood and to be fair, he did save you couple of times. Somehow you always found yourself in the wrong place at the wrong time, which was not as odd in that city. But thankfully, Spiderman always led you to safety. Those small few encounters always led to silent moment sitting on the roof of some building, which he said was the safest place to be at night, which also allowed you to collect yourself from the scared of being robbed or being killed by some supernatural creature.
You now remembered that night when Spiderman save you and took you to one of his spots, you thought it was odd for him to take care of you in that way and you’d lie if you said you didn’t think he was a paedophile with the intention of assaulting you, but he never did so maybe he was trustworthy?
“Do you feel better now?” he asked you, you were still shaking still feeling that knife against your throat, all of that for a bag that only had dirty tissues and couple of gums in it.
You shook your head at him “Thank you, again, I guess” you murmured. He was laying down with his head resting on his arms, and he seemed so unfaded by the whole thing, while you… you looked like a ghost.
“It’s my job, Miss” he said “You are still shaking a lot, you must be new around here” he said in a laugh, almost hinting at the fact that it was almost the normality to get robbed in that neighbourhood.
And that’s when you told him about your fear of knives, your father and how that never truly left your mind. He stood and sat looking at you, listening to what you had to say, he somehow could understand your pain, he too had lost people, but he didn’t say anything, he just stayed quiet and you were grateful for that. His silence meant for you more than all the sorry you heard in your whole life.
And now, Peter Parker was looking at you telling you something that you only had said to one person in town, and that was Spiderman. You had to cover your mouth in clear surprise “You… You are…?”
“Huh?” he said, now speeding up, “S-sorry Y/N, I have to go now, I got class” he said while running, dodging the people who were about to run into him.
“WE ARE NOT OVER WITH THIS CONVERSATION PETER PARKER!”
I'm finally opening my requests for Marvel Universe, go have a look at my Masterlist + Info to have an idea on what I write, so you can requests. I don't have any specific rules, but do hit my inbox if you have any questions!
Here are the characters I will write for... *drum rolls*
PETER PARKER 1
PETER PARKER 2
PETER PARKER 3
TONY STARK
NATASHA ROMANOFF
YELENA BELOVA
STEVE ROGERS
BUCKY BARNES
STEPHEN STRANGE
THOR
LOKI
WANDA
EDDIE BROCK
So here you have it folks!
I can't wait to start working on mcu requests, hopefully you'll be excited as me!
Hiiiii, can I please req a fluff fic where tommy’s s/o is pinching his cheeks in a very cute manner skskskka( I read that idea in my tl and I can’t stop thinking abt it lmao) The context behind it is up to you:))It’s okay if you won’t do it but can I just say your fics are FUCKING AMAZING!!!!! Reading your works really made me feel 🥰🥰 I hope you are safe and well<33
Intoxicated Love
This come a year and a half later, but here it is! I really hope you enjoy it despite being very short and concise🥺
Ps: Safe to say my love for Tommy Shelby has never left my heart, soul and brain
Requested Scenario by anon
Thomas Shelby x you/reader
Prompt: Y/N comes home drunk and start to playfully pinch Tommy’s cheeks
Fluff
Tommy never truly thought of home as four walls and a roof over your head, his home was where his family belonged, and most recently wherever you were.
He sat down on the couch after giving his jacket to the governess, he lit up a cigarette and let it burn slowly within his lips. He let a small breath out of his mouth, while he looked his blue eyes at the ceiling wondering where you might be, usually the governess would be home already and it would be you welcoming him at the door.
And just as the thought of leaving the house and come looking for you invaded his mind, he heard the governess welcoming you back home, as well as your harmonious laugh, sounding now a little higher than usual. Tommy faced now the door waiting for you arrival “You’re home sweetheart!” you squealed at him, quickly taking your gloves off and almost falling on the ground in the process.
“Sweetheart?” he repeated, raising an eyebrow at you and how clumsily drunk you were, he turn off his cigarette reaching then towards you, grabbed your arm and made you sit on his lap “How much did you drink, mh?” he asked in a whisper while stroking your head and running his fingers through your hair.
You lost your self in his gaze for a split of a second, you imperceptibly shook your head and said “John challenged him, it isn’t about how much I drank, it is about proving a point!”
Despite not making much of a sense in that moment, Tommy smiled and nodded at you “Why were you with John?” was his only question now.
“Are you jealous Mr Shelby?” you asked showing him one of your best smile and he caved him, reciprocating it.
He was not jealous, well he was, but not of John. Though that cheeky smile you were giving him made him flustered and he was not about to turn your confident self down “So what if I am love?” he whispered getting slightly closer at your, shamingly looking at those lips of yours.
You felt your heart dropping straight to your stomach and intoxicated as you were you couldn’t help but let out a giggle, reaching to his cheeks and started to jokingly pinching them, soft and rosy “You are so sweet!”
Tommy closed his eyes, certainly this was not where he saw the situation moving forward to, but he slowly reached to your hands and moved them away from his cheeks, kissing both of them “I think it’s time for you to go to sleep love”
“Will you sleep with me?” you bluntly asked.
“Where else would I sleep Y/N?”
“Can I play with your cheeks?”
At that request, Tommy looked annoyed, but quickly looked away and said “Only if I can play with yours”
I have been absent for a while, but have decided to revive this blog and furthermore... I have decided to write about Marvel characters, woohoo!
I will soon update my rules and master list, as well as letting you know for which marvel character I intend to write about, for now just know that this is officially a Peaky Blinders, Harry Potter and Marvel writing blog.
In the mean time do let me know which Marvel character would you want me to write about, I will definitely take it in consideration!
The idea out of this is doing a based scenario on what the song is talking about, just make a request with the name of the song, whether it’s a character x character or character x reader and the mood (how you want it to turn into, fluff? Angst? Smut?) Also I would be really happy if some of them are for HP🥺
Hello! Its me again! What about prompt #32 and Blaise Zabini? :)
A thousand years later...
I humbly apologise for doing this requested just now... better late than never I guess! In case you don't remember the prompt was "I could punch you in the face". I really hope you like it, enjoy!
(Also be merciful I haven't written anything in two years)
You stormed into the Slytherin common room and there he was, which his usual grin on his face and his know-it-all look, Blaise was sitting on the black leathered couch reading some sort of book and that alone made you think that he was up to no good.
“You!” you screamed at him while standing up to him.
Blaise briefly glared at you before locking his eyes on the pages of his book again “Yes Y/N, it is indeed I” and in that moment you felt your blood rushing straight to your head, you grabbed his book and held it against your chest – as it would have been a crime to throw it on the floor – Blaise sighed and quickly rubbed his hand on his cheek before looking at you “What is the problem now?”
You looked at him shocked, almost holding a laugh at how clueless he was acting, knowing exactly what he did “Do not act dumb with me Zabini, you know exactly what the problem is.”
“Did you gain weight?” he jokingly said while laughing at you, so you hit him on the head with the book.
“You idiot, you told Fred Weasley we are dating!”
His sarcastic and entertained grin suddenly disappeared, he sat straight on the couch now glancing at you “And so, what is your point?” he asked, almost annoyed at your reaction
“The problem you old dirt dusted goblin, is that we are most certainly not dating and that he wanted to invite me to the Yule ball, but now he is going with some Ravenclaw twat because of what you said to him!” you spitted out in one breath, clearly irritated.
Blaise took a deep breath and stood up, grabbed his book and winked at you “From my perspective, I did you a favour sugar” then he took a step towards you “Don’t tell me you would have actually consider taking upon his offer to the Yule ball?”
“And how is that any of your business Zabini?”
“You’d ruin the Slytherin name, so it is my business”
You let out a desperate scream “I could punch you in the face!” you screamed at him.
And that’s when he took another step towards you and bluntly murmured “Or you could stop acting foolish and let me take you to the Yule ball” he said making your cheeks instantly blush for some reason “The whole school thinks that we are dating, might as well try and see if it works no?”
You raised at eyebrow at his “Why does the whole school think that we are dating?”
“Because I told them so”
“I’m going to seriously punch you in the face”
“Wear green, it’s definitely your colour”
“Fine” you said, guess going to the ball with Blaise would not be such a tragedy after all.
