Dec 29, 2024
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Christ.
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I've seen worse...
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Christ.
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🎨COMMISSIONED PIECE 🎨 —— Been meaning to share this for a bit! This was a commission back in September from the wonderful. @mandytrekkie, featuring a wholesome post-adventure moment between Steven and mandytrekkie’s Spidersona OC Percy! Something I’d love to share here is the sketch process! The sketch phase of any project is probably the toughest for me. It lays out a roadmap of where I need to go, shows me what does and doesn’t work, and lets me play with ideas I hadn’t even considered. It’s a tough stage but the most critical for me. Super happy having been a part of this! I’m always grateful for the commissions, they’re always a joy! 🫶 Commissions OPEN | Ko-Fi | Instagram | X
I wasted so much time on you.
-Spector
CONFLICT || short askbox prompts to initiate conflict
"Which part was a waste?" The god vanished the moment Marc blinked, reappearing behind him, always behind him. Predictable to a comical degree, over the years they'd worked together-- Khonshu always loved to appear out of sight, too close. Making Marc have to turn around and look. "All the work we've done? The murderers, traffickers, thieves? The travelers saved? Or was it the times you disobeyed me? Was it the time spent grappling with the idiot after you swore he would not interfere?"
Khonshu's eyes showed no emotion, yet there was a sense he was glaring, a deep bitterness in his tone. "What about now? What are you wasting your time on now, Marc Spector?"
It's okay! XD How about instead the Reader finds out just how good a kisser Ryan is with their own picky challenge?
Word Count: 349
“And it’s the pocky challenge!” Trevor shouted after seeing where the wheel of vengeance landed. “We already had Michael and Gavin go,” he tapped his finger to his lips as he looked around the room, “So we’ll have Ryan and Y/N!”
“What now?” You looked up from your phone but someone was already pulling you out of your beanbag chair. Ryan had already shuffled up in front of one of the cameras. As you were shoved next to him you quietly asked, “I’m a little late to the party, what is the pocky challenge?”
Ryan smiled softly as he held up the pocky stick he was holding, “Ever seen Lady and the Tramp?”
“Oh. Oh,” You looked from the snack to Ryan as you started to blush, realizing that you were about to kiss.
Ryan leaned down and whispered into your ear so only you could hear, “If you’re not comfortable with this that’s okay.”
You smiled sweetly at his concern, “I’ll be okay.”
“Alright. Whenever you’re ready,” Ryan placed the end of the pocky stick in his mouth and angled himself a little to make up for the height difference between the two of you. He placed a hand on your back to help steady you as you took the other end of the pocky stick in your mouth.
You both moved up the stick, eating a little at a time until your lips met. Your first instinct was to move away because you weren’t sure how Ryan felt about the whole situation but his hand pulled you closer as his head tilted to give you a proper kiss.
Your heart pounded as your hands went into his hair. The only reason the two of you parted was the alarm went off for another spin.
You bit your lip, still in a daze as you looked at Ryan. He just shot you a wink before walking over to help with the next wheel spin. You had a feeling that wasn’t the end of it but you’d have to wait until the two of you were off camera.
What's your favorite sushi? 💫
There’s a restaurant called Wasabi here in New Orleans and there’s a specialty roll there called the French Quarter roll. It’s tuna, salmon, yellow tail and snow crab fried, topped with lettuce, snow crab and spicy mayo and it is delicious!
I want sushi now lol
send me "what's your favorite.." asks 💫
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Hi, welcome to the RT Writing Community!! Can I ask for something cute and fluffy with Jeremy? Thank you!
Moving In
Prompt: So I was prompted by the lovely mandytrekkie and so it is her that you have to thank for this.
Pairing: Jeremy x reader
Warnings: Nada mate, this is totes clean
A/N: So I know this prompt has probably been sitting in my inbox for like ever and it has literally been like 2 months since I last updated but I’ve been swamped with school work and also a bad case of writer block but now I’m back and ready to kick ass with a hopefully cute ass Jeremy prompt. Also I know Jeremy’s hair isn’t blue anymore but I really do like blue haired Jeremy.
It was moments like this that made you wish that you hadn’t chosen to move halfway across the city into a fourth story apartment the same week you broke up with your boyfriend. Especially considering the elevator in your new building was broken. You had just completed your second trip up the four flights of stairs to your new apartment when you heard a voice behind you ask, “So you’re my new neighbour then?”
Behind you was a short but muscular man with blue hair who you assumed must be one of the people that you would soon be calling your neighbours. He was cute and you couldn’t help but hope that in the forthcoming months you would get to know him better. “Yeah, I’ve just moved in here” You explained.
That earned a little chuckle from him, “oh believe me I know,” he chuckled, “I’ve lived her for a while, I think I would’ve known if someone as beautiful as you already lived here. I’m Jeremy by the way, I live across the hall.”
“Y/N” You replied disinterestedly having not really registered his last comment as you were too busy mentally preparing yourself for the next trip up and down those four damned flights of stairs to your car to get the next set of boxes.
As you turned and headed down the hall to the stairs to get more boxes you heard Jeremy clear his throat and turned your head to look at him, “Do you need any help with bringing your stuff up the stairs?” Jeremy questioned, “You know since the elevator is out of use and all?”
A small nod from you was enough for Jeremy to start skipping ahead of you toward the stairs causing a small smile to form on your face, especially when he turned around when he reached the stairs calling out, “well Y/N you coming or not?” with on arm outstretched towards you and a childlike grin on his face.
And so despite having to spend the next four hours climbing up and down four flights of stairs and unpacking all of your belongings, Jeremy found a way to simultaneously make your day fun with all of his ridiculous puns and corny jokes and also cause you to fall head over heels for him even though you had only met him earlier that day.
22 with Chris?
“(Y/n), I’m sure that I’ll appreciate whatever this ‘surprise’ is…” Chris speaks loudly from the hallway and you can almost hear the air quotes. “But are you almost ready?” “Almost!” You shout back to him from your bedroom. You look yourself over in the mirror, adding the last few touches. The two of you had recently talked about bringing role plays into the bedroom. Naturally, with Chris being such a huge Lord of the Rings fan, you planned to surprise him by dressing as a character from the series. “Well take your time, sweetie,” he says, calmly, through the door. You can tell he’s more impatient than he’s letting off, so you decide to put him out of his misery. Taking one last glance in the mirror, you get yourself into a sitting position. Your legs tucked underneath you. “Alright, Chris! You can come in!” As soon as the words leave your mouth, the door swings open to reveal a grinning Chris. There was no doubting what he was thinking. He pauses in the doorway, opening his mouth to speak. “Wow… You really went all out, huh?” The grin drops from his face and his eyebrows come together in confusion. “You, uh…” He rubs the back of his neck and gestures towards your clothing. “What are you, exactly?” When he asks this, a smirk plays at your lips. You pull your feet out from under you to reveal a pair of hairy hobbit feet. “I’m obviously a hobbit!” You laugh out, watching his face go from confused to amused in only a few seconds. “I can’t believe you stole my idea!” He quickly rushes over to his side of the bed and opens the bedside drawer. He pulls out a pair of hobbit feet that look just like the ones you’re wearing. You both burst out into laughter, meeting in the middle of the room. “You’re unbelievable,” he grins, wrapping his arms around your waist. He attempts to speak in a serious tone. “Now, allow me to put my one ring into your mount doom.” He cracks a smile, breaking character, and pulls you into a kiss. You can’t help but to giggle against his lips, mumbling. “Oh Frodo!”
Secret Agent Spider
GIVE MY MUSE A PET NAME AND SEE HOW THEY REACT
never call me that again | meh | idk how to feel about it | i'm ok with it | i like it | i love it | please call me that all the time
That's just dumb.