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fakeloveaskblog · 2 years

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I'm glad someone gave you some logical answers-

Thank you Logan, I appreciate that.

And Janus, I'll give you all the results, including a full video edited like a 2012 vine

And to answer your question, yes. Here's a short list:

One I found out recently, I can make tiny versions of myself. Thats been quite fun, actually

One that I think most watchers have is to travel back and forth from the void

I can talk to people telepathically

I can teleport objects

My shell is bigger on the inside

And if anyone was interested on how I can be a 'snail assassin' with no arms, I simply fill their internal organs with snail goop.

I hope this answers your question:) and again, very different depending on the watcher.

🐌🕸

(For some reason I had assumed the tiny snails haunting Oswald were like non sentient snails u had formed out of clay or something fhjf knowing theyre just tinier versions of u somehow makes it better)

"A 2012 vine of somebody having a miserable possession time sounds lovely!" Janus replied to you "You understand my taste so well darling"

Rowan leant her head back against the couch cushion and sighed "Ugh I wish I also had a void to travel through. Eventually airplanes and endless train rides between filming sites gets reaaaallly boring a- DID YOU JUST SAID TELEPATHICALLY??"

"The telepathic x-men were always my favorite ones" Logan said in what was for him a very excited tone.

Janus choked on his drink from surprise. He held his hand up as if to say something before he got this thoughtful look on his face. He took another sip from his drink and squinted before eventually saying.

"Wait. We all already knew they could do that. That's how they talk to us without anyone else hearing"

A long string of Ooooooooh came from everyone else.

"I always assumed they were just Really Really good at whispering" Patty said.

"I thought they turned small and climbed into my ear" Remus added.

"That was a very obvious answer Janny-dear" Logan moved his hand up and down his partner's arm without really thinking of it "I suppose I got so excited about the prospect of a Charles Xavier type of telepathy to think clearly"

Janus smiled slyly "Everyone's stupid sometimes. The dumbass disease gets us all eventually"

"Me? Stupid? Preposterous. The only times I say something foolish is when I willingly do it!"

Logan waved his finger around to show how serious he was which made Janus laugh.

Patty's eyes lit up like small fireworks when you said your shell was bigger on the inside. She waved her hands around and grinned.

"OH!! it's like the tardis!" She looked over to her husband knowing how much they both enjoyed Doctor Who, even if he had roped her into it "Right?!"

"Right!"

He consciously made his smile bigger than it usually was. He did that sometimes to make sure she saw he appreciated what she'd said. Their ways of showing emotion where very different after all.

Remus put his grubby gremlin hands on your shell "Can I look inside?" Before realizing it would be like asking to look inside someone's house and let go of your shell "Nevermind. You know what they say about monsters in horror movies! It's better if you don't see it so your brain can imagine the worst!"

When you explained the way you could carry out assassinations Remus somehow managed to get even more hyped. He happy stimed with his full body, flapping his arms while moving his head side to side.

"OHOHOHOHOH!!! That's so cool!!! And you could control how quickly the organs fill with goo!! You could make it a super slow agonising death!!! And it wouldn't leave any evidence!!"

He looked over to Janus with a big grin. They smiled back at him and moved their hand like they were stabbing someone. Their eyes met and they both let up into laughter like a silent joke had been said between them.

The moment suddenly stopped as Remus looked to the entrance "Hey shouldn't Remy have come back by now? Unless they're chainsmoking for the whole neighborhood"

"You're very right dear. I'm unsure if it's a good thing to leave them alone for a longer time right now with their....fragile..situation" Janus replied.

It took a second before Remus and Janus said at nearly the same time "I can go check on them!" "I'm willing to go talk to them"

They looked to each other before babbling out to each other that OH for sure the other could go talk to Remy. It didn't matter who. Yes for sure it was fine.

It was quite clear neither of them could decide who should go and none of the others thought they were close enough to Remy to go check up on them in the case something had happened.

Janus turned to you "You're usually a good decision maker. Could you- You don't happen to have any good like vibe about who should go talk to Remy?"

#🐌🕸#vine video of oswald getting absolutely wacked is such a funny mental image #sanders sides

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cityshope · 2 years

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oh to stare into peter's big brown doe eyes while they crinkle at the edges bc he's smiling so big....

#large image /#🕸 . ❜ ⇢ 𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚁𝙴𝚆 𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙵𝙸𝙴𝙻𝙳 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙱𝙾𝚃 . / ooc.

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frogchiro · 10 months

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I might just be literally insane but this is a thought thats plagued me for days, hear me out:

König's dick is so big and heavy even when he's totally hard it doesn't stand up all the way against his lower belly or anything it still kinda hangs down. It'd drip on your face while you're sitting under him and he has a huge thing for letting it rest on your face while you're running your tongue over the under side or kissing all over his balls <333 he 100% has a pic of you somewhere with his cock resting on your face covering half of it lmao

- 🕷🕸

NONNIE THIS IS NOT INSANE AT ALL IT'S TOO FUCKING HOTTT

König is just so fucking big all over :(( his huge body, big and well developed muscles, those strong, broad meaty hips and a layer of fat over his body creates the perfect image of masculinity, maturity and strength and his cock is just the same♡

It's just to heavy :(( thick and long, the multiple veins standing out beautifully, uncut with an extra sensitive tip and huge heavy balls coated with a layer of fine ginger hair, usually hanging low and full and fat especially after a longer mission where he was pent up all the time with no time off to jerk off to the one candid photo of you he carries with him :((

He definitely gets off on the sheer size difference between you two, it literally doesn't matter what size you are, he'll still tower over you and use his big burly body to his advantage. Loves when you suck him off, your small mouth obviously can't take him all in and the tears in your eyes combined with the wet shine of your lips making him growl and his cock twitch with impatience :((

Will make you suck at his heavy balls and will lay his heavy cock on your face and take a picture 'to remember'. You can whine all you want but with your mouth full of his balls you can only do so much besides watching as König smirks and takes another pic while commenting how his dick is literally covering half your face♡

#kin speaks #asks #interactions #cod mw x reader #cod x reader #konig x reader #könig x reader #könig cod #🕷🕸 anon

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katsukiizmoon · 7 months

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╰┈➤ ꒰🕸🍒 ┊IN THE CAR WASH | Katsuki Bakugou꒱

『♡』 18+, F!reader, handjob, blowjob, mild overstimulation, cum eating, established relationship, you put a finger in his ass 『♡』 aaah this was supposed to be a drabble in tumblr mobile but ended up being a little under 2k. Happy kinktober lmao. -> I was listening to this

The car vibrates, music playing low in the background. Your hand under his as he rubs his thumb over your knuckles. You hum and chew your bottom lip. Cool air blasts through the AC and onto you, he makes a turn and slows down to stop for a red light.

You hit skip on a song and Katsuki frowns a little, turning his head to the side and sticking his tongue out at you. Studs in his ears glisten and his skin glows with the presence of the sunlight.The cycle has a while to go with another two sides set to turn green before yours. A thick hand squeezes your palm as the large man to your left taps his foot to the beat. His lips move slightly as he mimics the words near silently, merely hushed.

Taking in the image in front of you, you sigh. The black compression shirt highlights every muscle he has. Perked nipples press against the fabric as if they’re begging to be put on display. Your eyes trail down his body for a moment, tongue flicking out to wet pretty lips. Something thick like honey starts to settle in your veins and slowly it begins to cloud your thoughts.

You bring his hand up to your lips, kissing the back of it and setting it down near the gear shift. He doesn’t pay any mind to it, too preoccupied with watching traffic and listening to music. Nimble fingers slowly reach toward his thigh to slide over the fabric there.

Katsuki’s tapping stops. His mind halts momentarily, carmine eyes glancing down, before he taps to the rhythm again. A horn blares in the distance and the AC is no match for the way his body is beginning to heat. The faint smell of caramel seeps into your senses and sets you on fire. It makes you bold, whispers little things to you.

But Katsuki? His mind races and goes over every possibility on the planet of what you have planned. It settles on something innocent. You’re just wanting to rest your hand there, he thinks.

He is wrong.

Your fingers trail little circles over dark fabric in repetition, while moving closer to his inner thigh. The music changes and you feel the need to wet your lips again. Katsuki begins to get cotton mouth but he swallows spit down to soothe it.

Don’t blame me, love made me crazy, if it doesn’t you ain’t doing it right.

Katsuki thanks his lucky stars that the light turns green with a fuzzy mind. The bottom of his shoe presses on the pedal and the car begins to speed up. He tries not to think too much about your movements. But he his only a man, who’s slowly being put into a trance.

Lord save me, my drug is my baby. I’ll be using for the rest of my life.

He swallows again and presses a button on the steering wheel, murmuring lowly to the slowed down song. The blonde beside you seems to be unaffected in your eyes. That just won’t do. He feels your fingers move upwards toward his clothed cock that’s beginning to chub in his pants and lets out a deep sigh. It goes on like that for a while, you brush your palm over him a couple times and feign innocence. And he just keeps driving, seeming unaffected despite your best efforts.

You glance over at him, his jaw is set and eyes narrow. Tension makes the air thick like the hardening length beneath his belt. You look back at the road, then lean to the side and begin unbuckling his belt. That makes him freeze. His body feels like it’s on fire.

God knows he’s at your mercy. Forced to drive while you’re toying with him, playing him like a fucking fiddle. He doesn’t even remember where he’s supposed to be going anymore, at some point he just kept driving without thinking. He lets out a slow breath to settle himself when you unzip his pants.

“Babe.” Katsuki grits, only to hear an innocent hmm? Sound in return.

He’s going to start leaking soon, cock straining against his boxers. And your start palming lightly at it like the little minx you are. He spots a massive car wash that appears vacant out of the corner of his eye and flicks on the blinker.

Your hand’s started rubbing and palming at him through his boxers. The head of his cock smears precum on the inside of them, body covered in a thin sheen of sweat. His hand shakes while turning the AC on full blast, desperate for something to cool him off. Glancing at the mirror, he merges over a few lanes and turns into the car wash.

When the car pulls in, you remove your hand and blink a little. Katsuki wordlessly grabs his wallet from the center console and shoves his card in, picking the most expensive and extensive wash he can.

“I thought we were going home..” Your brows furrow, looking around a little.

“Nope.” He pops the “p” and pulls in before putting the car in park and unbuckling his seat belt. His seat slides back a little to give him some leg room. Large sprayers begin to cover the car in foam and soap. The loud scrubbers going to work.

Katsuki tugs at the waistband of his boxers, setting his cock free. It springs up toward his tummy while slick substance dribbles from the tip of it. He gives it a little stroke as his head falls back, teeth digging into his plush bottom lip. His eyes are half lidded when he looks at you and grunts.

“Get the fuck over here and suck.” He reaches a hand under the side of his seat and leans the seat back a little more. You nod and unbuckle the seatbelt.

Your fingers wrap around him and stroke in a wringing motion. His cock twitches in your hand and he pants. Heat spreads all over both of your bodies and the car wash is so loud you can only hear eachother. His breaths come out in short pants like he’s catching it.

“Fuck, yeah, like that pretty.” His tanned jaw drops a little when your tongue lays flat against the head.

You lap at the precum like it’s your favorite thing on the earth to taste. His fingers thread through your hair, tugging at the roots and pushing your head down. Katsuki resists every urge to buck up into your mouth the best he can despite the coil tightly winding in his tummy. But you’re doing so good.

Sucking him like a champ, slurping and making a mess. Spit dribbles down toward his balls but soaks into the waistband of his boxers. And then you’re sinking down and humming, hand reaching down. He grabs at the side of the car door and braces himself. He can’t keep quiet, letting out long strings of groans and moans. The praise makes your pussy soak through your panties and you think about rubbing your clit for relief.

“God, take it. Suck my cock, yeah, yeah, shit.”

That’s all it takes to spur you on. You press a finger near his taint and watch his face scrunch. The car smells like his sweat and those stupid air refresher clips in the vents, leather seats becoming slippery from your fun. Your lips pop off him wetly and you look up to him with such pretty, doey eyes, that he almost cums then. His forearm veins peek out to play as the car door gets squeezed in a death grip. Your lips wrap around the head of his cock and you suck. Hard. Simultaneously you press the finger past the ring of muscle and up to a knuckle. Your hand strokes what you can’t fit in your mouth, trying to focus.

And just like that the band snaps. Euphoria wracks his body and he fucks up into your mouth, head thrown back as he sings expletives and spills. It seeps from your lips, despite you trying to swallow it all down, but you use a tongue to swipe it up.

“Oh god, god-” He whimpers out while riding out the high.

Katsuki feels like his entire body is strung high for a moment. His chest heaves and his fingers shake when you pull your mouth off him and give him a quick kiss.Your pussy is soaked and your clit throbs like it has a heartbeat of it own. Sweat has built at the back of his neck and his nipples stay perked. You glance at the lights in the carwash and see there’s still four other things left. Something about scent and bug shield— you don’t know, there’s suds of different colors all over the windows.

You swipe a thumb over his nipple while keeping a finger still in his ass. He whimpers at that and presses his lips into a thin line, gripping your arm so hard it might bruise if he squeezes any tighter. But you persist and stroke his cock with fever.

“I can’t, oh, god baby I can’t it’s-” Katsuki whines out and shakes. His voice goes up in pitch for a moment while desperately trying to hang on to his sanity. You tighten your fingers around him and start pressing the finger inside him upwards.

His body spasms then goes completely still. Katsuki’s entire body is tight on a string, the only thing keeping him on this god forsaken earth being your pretty hands. Heaven wraps him up in a blanket and makes his chest wrack. Carmine eyes roll back, the hand that was once gripping your forearm now dragging nails down it. Your pussy clenches around nothing and the breath is knocked out of you in awe.

Hot white ropes spill all over your hand. You quickly move the finger out of his asshole and instead use it to anchor you on the seat while you suck the cum off of his cock. It twitches in your hand and mouth with sensitivity. You’re addicted to him, is reactions, his cum— like they’re a drug.

Lust clouds your mind heavier than it possibly ever has when you look into his half lidded eyes. He’s swallowing your pretty little soul whole and making it a home, making it his. Cum dribbles off the corner of your lip and Katsuki leans forward to lick it off for you.

His breathing slows and he tosses his head back with a breathy laugh. The car begins to be rinsed and you reach into the console for emergency wipes and toss one on his softening member. He cleans up with a wince and wipes some from your neck while you focus on your hands getting clean.

“We should come here more.” Katsuki suggests wit a cheeky grin, brow raised and pants now buttoned again.

“Absolutely. For now.. Let’s get home before I make you pay for another round and eat me out.” You buckle your seatbelt and roll your eyes with a snicker.

You look at him with a fire in your eyes and puffy lips. You grab his hand and kiss his knuckles again, this time linking your fingers together before he pulls out of the car wash and heads home.

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sensesdialed · 11 months

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me when

#yeah #sorry im obsessed with this image. will be using it for everything now LHDFVHB #🕸 ❝ i have nothing left… except spider man ❞ → ooc

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ohbo-ohno · 6 months

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Bo, I have not known peace since you posted that one little snippet about Mental Patient!Johnny not being believed when he says that Nurse!Ghost keeps visiting him at night. Because I can’t help but imagine both of them as nurses and Reader as the patient. They treat you so good, giving you better food and warmer blankets then the others. They even take you outside in the garden. It’s not too much to ask for you to help them out, is it? :( they come into your room, sandwiching you between them. Johnny’s stroking your hair and Ghost’s hands are on your hips. At first they say you only have to use your hands if you want to. But using your hands turns to them wanting to hump your ass or fuck thighs ands tits which turns to a “just the tip, love. Promise. It’ll feel good for you too.” Which turns to them having to shove your face into a pillow as they fuck you so hard your crappy bed turns wobbly from here on out. And they tell you they deserved that after all they do for you. That they take such good care of you. One day they’ll take even better care of you, when you’re home with them. - 🕸

i forgot about that!!! it was based on a horror/thriller i watched once about this woman who gets checked into a mental hospital because she's convinced her ex-boyfriend is stalking her and it's derailing her entire life. but once she's checked in, she becomes convinced that one of the orderlies is her stalker. it had a pretty scary ending, but for the life of me i can't remember what it was called :( someone please let me know if it sounds familiar i want to watch it again lol

cw for noncon (drugged sex) below the cut

anyways!!!! i think a ghoap x reader version of that would have patient!reader, nurse!soap, and guard!ghost. with one of them an nurse and one a guard, they can restrict her so much more :/

this is what happens in the movie (i think?) but i looove the idea of soap slipping reader an extra pill every night, so she's nice and still when they visit her every night. mixes together an extra element of psychological horror - are the nurse and guard actually sneaking into your room every night, or are you hallucinating/having sleep paralysis?

im partial to security guard ghost because i just KNOW that man is glued to you and you only on those cameras. there could be a murder happening somewhere else, and he doesn't even notice because he's watching you eat lunch. deranged man

love love love the image of johnny using you to get off - like, he'll wrap your limp fist around himself and fuck that until he comes :( licks his own come off of you and then kisses you, shoves it all into your mouth with his tongue because sharing is caring <3

ghost gets in trouble for being too rough with patients because he's so defensive of you. someone looks at you wrong and he's shoving them to the ground, threatening them with his baton. god forbid another person even touches you. makes you really really cautious and scared of people touching you, so you shy away from everyone. works perfectly with his fantasy

#🕸 anon #asks and answers #ghoap x reader #bo writes

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jasmines-library · 6 months

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Sweet Creature

WHUMPTOBER DAY 23. Prompt: Nightmares.

Fandom: Supernatural (Cas)

Summary: When Dean is a Demon, he does something unexpected to you. Since then, you have become withdrawn, refusing to sleep in fear of the images that plague your mind. When you eventually give in and suffer a nightmare, Cas is there to help.

Warnings: Demon Dean, nightmares, minor injuries.

Word count: 1.3k

Note: I thought Cas deserved some lovin

MASTERLIST ⛤ WHUMPTOBER WORKS

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You tossed and turned in your bed. The night had been restless ever since you laid your head down on the pillow. You hadn’t sleep well in a while; your sleep was plagued by nightmares every time your closed your eyes. Every time you blinked, you saw his face. The face of a man you thought would never hurt you. But you were wrong.

Dean hadn’t been himself lately. He was distant. And when he actually took the courtesy to speak to you, he was cruel and didn’t think twice about what he spat from his mouth. At first, you tried to dismiss it off as a side effect of becoming a demon, every time he spoke he would flash you those black eyes. You didn’t mind though; it was a reminder of the fact that Dean wasn’t Dean. But soon he realised that too, and he used it to his own twisted advantage. Slowly, he stopped trying to scare you with those dark orbs and instead resorted to looking at you with his green irises. That was what scared you the most.

As time passed, you often found yourself feeling guilty for wishing that Dean had never returned from his outings with Crowley. In a way it was worse having him settled into the bunker and having to anticipate his next move that worrying about where he was or if he was even alive. He was considerate of sorts, at first. He kept his distance. But then he grew bored and words became physical.

Dean had chased you down the hallway of the bunker as you and Sam slunk around, trying to put the place on lockdown. When the red light illuminated the hallways, Dean only grinned and adjusted his grip on the hammer. It wasn’t long after that that he found you trying to sneak back to the dungeon to meet Sam. He had taken you by surprise by grabbing your hair from behind and yanking you back. You had screamed, desperately to try and draw Sam’s attention, but he clamped his hand firmly over your mouth to silence you.

Your yells were muffled by his hand, so any hopes of calling Sam were useless. So you were left with the only other option: try to fight your way out. You reared your head back and slammed it into Deans. He faltered and loosened his grip allowing you to escape, but Dean was much bigger than you and fuelled up with his demonic abilities. He grabbed the hem of your flannel and slammed you into the wall. You cried out, blood trickling from a cut in your pounding head as he leaned his body weight against you, wrapping his hands tightly around your neck and cutting off your air supply. He smirked as your squirmed in his grip, body begging for air as black dots edged your vision. The air came rushing back to you when Cas arrived, countering his demonic strength with his angelic grace and ripping him off of you and holding him back.

Since then you had barely left you room. And it hadn’t gone unnoticed by the three boys who were so used to hearing the lilt of your voice ringing throughout the hall. It scared them that you were so withdrawn.

It shamed you that you couldn’t bare to look at Dean. You knew that really it wasn’t his fault, but every time you caught sight of him all you could feel were his hands wrapped tightly and squeezing around your neck. Hands that were usually so tender towards you.

You hardly slept because when you did you were plagued with nightmares. Your mind flooded with thoughts about Dean. What if you hadn’t found the cure? What if Sam and Cas hadn’t gotten to you in time? What is he had succeeded? What then?

You had tried to put off sleeping, but it had finally gotten to the point where you bags were so dark that they were the most prominent feature of your face and you were so tired that not even coffee would keep you awake. So, reluctantly you had clambered into the the soft mattress and tried to drift off to sleep. But, as expected you were met with the image of Dean prowling towards you.

When Cas pushed open the door to your room with a creak, you were tossing and turning. Your face was contorted with fear and a thin sheen of sweat had broken out across your forehead, sticking stands of your hair to your forehead. The angel had sensed your discomfort and could have sworn that he ever hear a strangled prayer of his name called out from somewhere in the haze of your sleep.

He reached towards you and laid a hand on your shoulder to shake you awake.

“Y/n?”

Dean was gaining on you. You had tried to out run him, twist down the corridors and dart into rooms but he knew the bunker like the back of hand and he was hot on your tail every time you thought you had snuck away.

You flung open the door and rushed inside searching for another way out, but you had hit a dead end. And then the door slammed shut behind you. Your breathing began to come in sporadic bursts as Dean prowled towards you, his eyes as black as a starless sky.

“Stay away from me.” You held your hands out in front of you as he crept forwards grinning manically from ear to ear.

Dean just laughed and stepped closer. When he was metres away, you surged forwards to try and get around him but he planted a hand firmly on your shoulder.

You screamed as you sat up abruptly, frantically trying to brush the hand away from you. Cas quickly removed it from your shoulder as if he had been burned. He had been startled by your sudden movement.

Your gaze darted frantically around the room as you hyperventilated, unable to separate the cruel creations of your mind from what was real.

“Shh.” Cas hushed, “you’re okay, y/n. It was just a dream.”

Cas’s voice seemed to ground you. Your breathing slowed and your body relaxed slightly into his arms as he massaged circled into your skin, but you never allowed your guard to drop fully.

“It’s okay y/n. You are here and Dean has been cured. No one’s going to hurt you.”

“Cas…” your face was stained with sticky tears.

“I’m here y/n.”

You sniffled. “Sorry.”

He frowned. “Why are you sorry?”

“I’m being childish.”

Cas shook his head firmly, wiping away the hairs from your face and tucking them behind your ear. “Some of the things you’ve seen…I couldn’t begin to understand how those have affected you. You are so, so strong y/n.”

“It’s just…I feel so stupid.”

“Oh, Y/N…”

He brought you close to his chest, wrapping you up in his arms to soothe you. You’re listened to the way his heart thumped in his chest and felt the rhythm of his chest rise and fall. It scrubbed away at some of that nausea that had bubbled up in your stomach.

“Why don’t you try to get some more sleep?” He murmured into your hair. “You must be exhausted.”

You hesitated for a moment, reluctant to close your eyes again.

“Stay with me?”

“Of course.”

He swung his legs onto the bed before wrapping the two of you up in the sheets with your head still resting against his chest. He ran his hands through your hair as you curled up against him.

“Sweet dreams, y/n.”

As your eyes drifted closed to the steady thrum of Cas’ heartbeat your mind calmed and all lingering thoughts left your mind, and you fell into the first undisturbed sleep you had had in days.

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<- DAY 22 ⛤ DAY 24 ->

Taglist:

@deans-spinster-witch

@senjoritanana

@amaryllis23

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hespidere · 9 months

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last words ,

left to right : peter parker of earth-1048 , peter b. parker of earth-616 , peter parker of earth-65 , and peter parker of earth-1610

#e65 being “why are you doing this?” when he knew spider woman was gwen. owie #* 🕸 ─────────── peter parker.#* 🕸 ─────────── image.#pete of 161 ever te self sacrificial bastard . hate him #also “i never got to tell them” could be for mj or miles depending on the point in the timeline which ! sucks !

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plutonianeris · 1 year

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ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀᴅ: accepting where people see you as the villain ⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓

this is a general reading & for entertainment purposes only, take what resonates and leave what doesn't. scroll through the images & choose based on your inner guidance and gut feeling. 🖤

♱☾pile one☽

sometimes it feels like you can never win because one way or another, theres always someone criticizing you. People are nervous around you and its not necessarily anything you do. I got a lot of scorpio and plutonian energy in my cards/ the oracles. People in your daily life make you seem like the villain because either 1) you don't share too much of you and they are craving for access or 2) you are equally as suspicious of them. Regardless, people can be kind of intimidated of you (but never publically admit it, more like hide it behind shady comments). lol the lyrics of the song playing right now in the background "make everyone hate me if that makes you feel better, your girl talks shit about me just to feel better" as you keep climbing up in your career/ reputation youre going to feel like a lot of more people are judging you. Accept that you cant control that. And if it makes you feel any better, it is envy/ hate but its to hide some jealousy and even some admiration as well.

♡‧₊˚🕸 TIP JAR ‹𝟹 ∙ 🕷

♱☾pile two☽

I heard "theres just no way in hell that this is all on me" the people you live with/ family (and in your hometown) could see you as the villain in those moments you are trying to express your emotions. You could get called being too "emotional" I heard "crybaby" or maybe even being called a hothead & impulsive when you try to talk to your loved ones about how you feel. You could be known for having a short temper or being very emotional (like the type to cry after seeing someone in pain or reading a sad news article). In reality, people close to you can get irritated with how emotionally intelligent you are. When you're angry/ upset about something your'e always determined to do something about it, and you start off by allowing yourself to feel your feelings. Accept that some people dont want to make room for you needs/ emotions. But then know when its time to refuse to give people more access to your energy and make sure you are meeting ur own needs. I just heard "I am worth more than these poor experiences you are trying to give to me"

♡‧₊˚🕸 TIP JAR ‹𝟹 ∙ 🕷

♱☾pile three☽

you could find that people in your neighborhood, apartment complex, or even the school you go to tend to turn you into the villain on the forms you communicate/ ask questions/ express yourself intellectual point of view. If you have siblings you could find that you get into frequent fights or bicker a lot. Youre eager to learn new things and that could throw other people off as you rush past them, ready to know more about the world. this pile reminds me of a curious child lol touching the "dont touch" sign. Out of all the piles this one feels more playful. Its like people suck their teeth and roll their eyes but youre so resilient. you bounce back in a way that feels so efortless that they dont stay too mad. its like even the people that see you as "the villian" at times are still secretly rooting for you? idk lol this pile was weird but also kind of endearing. Again, it reminds me of the way a child falls and quickly gets back up. Even if people judge you, you know that you have to keep it pushing. I just heard "in 5 years... shit, in 5 weeks none of this bs is gonna matter"

♡‧₊˚🕸 TIP JAR ‹𝟹 ∙ 🕷

♱☾pile four☽

people you get into close relationships with (friends, but especially lovers or even your crushes) can make you the villain for your "eccentricity." this pile gave off big Aquarius energty (it reminds me of those with aspects between venus and uranus). lol like your beauty and ways of being are very unique or quirky. honestly, those qualities (your forms of dress, taste in music, the weird things you say, random facts u know) are actually what makes people interested in you and start crushing on you. but then at the same time they judge you for not conforming to societal norms. It's like "I think you are unique and brave, but god cant you just be normal sometimes?" thats annoying! My advice to you is don't EVER let people treat you as if spending time with you was a burden and don't let people pick and choose when to hang out with you. watch out for when you have big groups of friends, you could find that 1 or 2 could be hating behind your back. You always stand out in the crowd and sometimes that leaves insecure people with a sour taste in their mouth. You could be someone that has a different religion/ ethnicity/ background in comparison from the rest of your peers (whether it be at school or work). lol alien superstar is playing in the background rn "don't ever waste your time trying to compete with me... no one else in this world can think like me'

♡‧₊˚🕸 TIP JAR ‹𝟹 ∙ 🕷

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makooo0stuff · 11 months

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hi there! i saw that requests were open so i thought i’d make one!

do you think you can write some peter b parker x fem reader? i just had a really cute idea where she finds out he’d been taking mayday to work and scolds him for it

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Of course Anon! I love absolutely love Peter to bits!!

Pairing: Peter B Parker x Wife! Reader

Fandom: Across the Spiderverse

CW: Pet names ( Honey x2) Slight intimidation

A/N: You're a little shorter than Pete (probably around the same height as MJ or a little shorter.)

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A little spider.. 🕷🕸

Ever since Peter had come back into your life things had been nothing but perfect; The two of you had remarried and had your daughter Mayday, She was almost the spitting image of her father. And very similar in behavior as well.

You had spent your day attending to your day to day buisness, after you checked up on several emails and finished some documents you went to check on Mayday. It had been strange she hadn't woke up crying or babbling.

You headed towards her nursery to check to see if you baby girl was still asleep. "Mayday...." You hummed out in a soft loving voice. You flicked on the lamp; it illuminated a soft orange yellow on the grey painted walls as you walked over to the crib. You leaned over and smiled,

But the crib was empty, her blankets were out of place as if she had gotten up and left herself, You panicked and looked at the window seeing it was still closed and locked, you quickly went to find your phone and call Peter. You unlocked your phone and called him quickly; pressing the phone screen to your ear as you heard it ring. "C'mon Pete you really need to pick up right now..!" You whisper yelled under your breath, It continued to ring until it went to voicemail. You continued to call but received no response from your husband. You tossed your phone on the bed and pinched your temples.

You were worried sick about Mayday; No idea where she was and if she was with Peter safe. You heard a whirring come from your living room and things started to move. You hurried out to the living room to see your husband with your daughter in her baby carrier on his chest step through the brightly colored portal.

"Pete.., Where have you been." You muttered out partially glaring at him as you picked up Mayday; seeing her make little grabbing motions towards you. You held Mayday in your arms brushing her curls out of her face as she cooed and giggled at you. "Hey honey.., I uh.. I took Mayday with me to work! I figured it'd be less work for you to take care of her!" Peter spoke nervously, you could see him smile nervously.

"Peter, listen to me very carefully honey." You paused speaking sweetly to him; before looking up at him. "Do not ever take Mayday with you to work ever again. Got it?" You said giving him a smile. Peter nodded slowly; although you didn't have any powers you scared the absolute life out of him, but regardless he loved you dearly and you loved him.

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Hey this is my first req on here and my first time writing a fic on here! hope you enjoyed this! :)

#peter b parker x reader #peter b parker #astv #spiderman astv #peter b parker x you #makooo0stuff #makooo0stuff writes

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