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kaivenom · 1 month

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Party Animals

Summary: you were drunk on a party and doing crazy things, next morning you think you made a huge mistake, but ends up being that it was the push you needed.

Pairing: Spencer "Spider" White x reader

Warnings: drunk people

A/N: conmemoring the release of season two of this amazing show (Heartbreak High) i have the need of writting about Spider and Ant, so expect about them the next days.

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Like always, Spider was being the soul of the party, drinking, dancing, laughing and being an absolutely pain in the ass. He was going around with Ant while you were in your corner drinking. He had been giving you small glances all night, it was frustrating because he will surely get to you and be an absolute asshole.

As if he had read your mind, Spider started to get close to where you are. You can't deny that he looks really hot with the lights of the club and that look on his face. It looked almost like he was possesed while he walks towards you. His eyes didn't leave yours once he notices you watching him.

After what looked like an eternity, he laid himself on the wall next to you, he was probably drunk, just like you... maybe that's why you can't decide if you want to go and ignore him or stay here and see what happens.

"Hi." what a gentlemen you thought.

"Hi, why are you here?"

"Ant is my friend, he throws the party."

"I mean next to me, asshole, you don't quite like me."

"That's not right," he is looking at you so serious that you feel he is looking into your soul, "I may treat you a little bad but i treat everyone like that, the other thing is that you are different."

"Wow, that's your strategy to try to have sex with me?" clearly alcohol is kicking you both.

"Maybe."

"And why do you think i will be with you?"

"Nothing, but trying it's free and i know you wouldn't do it in any other situation."

His face is closer to you every second, looking to your lips with a dreamy glance. For the first time you considered kissing him, you already thought about it but know you were starting to see it as a real posibility. You both were now really close, you can almost feel Spider's heat body, he was radiating an exciting warmth.

You don't know why but started to lift your hand and touch slowly his face, he closed his eyes almost instantly, savoring every second of your touch. Suddently his hand wrapped your waist and push you fully on to his body, now your lips are brushing and your breaths start to mix together.

"Tomorrow we can forget about this," he said before smashing his lips to yours.

His lips were soft and tasted sweet, you didn't spected that at all since you two were drinking for so long. Your hands running all over each other's bodies. Suddently you were trapped between the wall and Spider's embracing body. His lips traveling all the way up and down your neck, you were thankfull that the music was drowning your sounds.

You continued like that for a bit longer, lips pressed and bodies grinding onto each other, you didn't want that to end but suddently Darren appeared on scene.

"(Y/N)!!! we have to go, Amelie got us in problems," both of you were slow at processing what Darren said, "let's go, if you go now i won't say about this."

Darren's face showed their disgust really well, but hearing those words made you restart you breain and realize your actions. You got out of Spider's grip while he was still in shock and runned with Darren. At the end you didn't know if you run because of Amelie or because of your actions.

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You spent all weekend coping with the embarrasment of what you've done and when the monday came, you decided to avoid Spider. That worked for three hours until he cornered you outside class.

"Hi."

"Hi, i need to go," this time you couldn't get away from him.

"No, we need to talk."

"You said we could forget it and i hope to do that, because we were drunk and we made mistakes."

"I don't consider it a mistake," you couldn't believe him but he was looking at you again, with those glowy eyes, "I know what i said but it was mostly to get you to kiss me but i... i can't forget about it and i don't want to do it because i dream about it a lot."

"You are saying you already thought about it?" his face was really red.

"Ye-Yeah..." he apparently doesn't know how to continue, you kissed his cheek, that was the only thing you thought of doing.

"I dreamed about it too." his face lightened up, before passing to a prideful smirk.

"So we can go out and take it where we left off."

"No, we will take it right and slow, and if we are going to start dating or something, you need to stop being a pain in the ass."

"I will do it if you give me a incentive to do it."

The bell rang and you surely know that your friends will be seeking for you, you kiss his cheek again and give him a little peck on the lips that left him static on place.

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salemontrial · 25 days

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Say whatever you want but Missy explaining Orpheus and Eurydice to Spider while he listens with genuine awe going "woag. Fr?? No shit?? Thats tragic asf waog.." is indeed peak romance and you can't do a thing to change my mind

#also the fact that missy is 100% down for pegging. love her so much.#spider the spotlight is on you next term i believe in u #do not Asshole Relapse #sasha stay BACK🤺🤺🤺🤺🤺🤺#heartbreak high #hbh #heartbreak high season 2 #missy beckett #spider white #spencer white #spider x missy #missy x spider

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moralina · 1 year

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When Spider tries to protect you

Spencer "spider" white x reader

A/n: AH this is my introduction to the heartbreak high fandom! It's not a lot, but it's something <3

he said he was trying to defend your honor

“what honor?” you had asked in a condescending tone

truth be told, said honor had been thrown out the window the moment the incest map had been discovered

“we’re not even friends, and i wasn’t asking for your protection” you rolled your eyes but smiled nonetheless

it was a timid, almost unoticible smile

but spider noticed

he just shrugged

“you’re bleeding.” you pointed to his nose “does it hurt?”

instinctively you reached your right hand to inspect the damage

and as soon as the tip of your finger touched his nose he quickly swatted your hand away

“you’re gonna make it worse.”

“well, can’t just stay with your nose like that”

“do you know first aid?”

“not exactly” you thought for a moment before finishing with “but i love hospital shows.”

the blank stare he gave you was almost comical

and you wanted to laugh

but you held it in because you had already smiled too much in spencer’s presence

“Then no.”

Let’s just say it took you long minutes of trying to convince him to let you inspect it

until you gave up and dragged him to the nurse room

when you got there she made ton of questions and you lied about all of them

You just wanted to forget what really happened

your boyfriend - and now ex - had called you a slut for cheating on him with his brother

but it wasn’t true

and you told him multiple times

multiple times

but apparently, in his opinion, the incest map was a more reliable font than you were

and when he called you that in front of all his friends on the gymnasium, just because you were chatting with spider - about some math sheet you were supposed to do with him - during his break, you wanted to cry

and spencer became extremely aware of it

apparently he was very aware of you, you just didn't know

so he did what he did

and yeah

you didn't ask for help

but you appreciated it

and he knows, even if you won't say it out loud

A/n: Thank you for the people that answered a post i did a while ago about Australian slang, but i was kinda scared of using it wrong and make it weird 😭 anyway, it'd help a lot if you guys liked and rebloged! Love you all and this dead fandom <3 (WE NEED MORE FICS)

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probably-writing-x · 4 days

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Better For You

Spencer White x Reader

Summary: You knew Spencer outside of his ‘Spider’ persona. You knew the boy he was outside of the school crowd. But when the two worlds collide, will you see him for who he actually is?

Word Count: 4.3k

Warnings: Alcohol, mentions of spiking, cursing

———

“Spencer White?” You glance up from the diary in front of you, “Starting today?”

The tall boy in front of you clears his throat, scratching the back of his neck, “Yeah, yeah, that’s me. You can call me Spider.”

You scrunch your nose at his request, “Yeah I’m not gonna do that.”

He scoffs, “Alright, and what do I call you?”

“(Y/n),” You respond, “It’s just us two today so I can show you the ropes.”

“Can’t be that hard right? Sell people tickets, serve popcorn, pour a few drinks?”

You stare at him with a black expression, evidently unimpressed.

He looks down at his feet and then back up to you, “Okay, where do I start?”

Spencer was about the same age as you, you assumed. Your boss had said he came across as ‘confident and enthusiastic’ in his interview but both of those things seemed a little uncertain now.

You’d been working at the movie theater for nearly a year now, your uncle knew the manager so you’d been a shoo in from the moment you were old enough to work. It was long hours, late days, annoying customers, but it earned you money and that was all it needed to do.

“Let’s start with popcorn.”

———

That was two months ago now. You now spent nearly every shift with Spencer. He made the long nights feel like they ended earlier. He snuck you free food, dealt with the annoying customers for you, sped around the screens quicker than you so you didn’t have to do as much cleaning. He took extra hours so he could work when you worked.

You’d learnt in that two months that he was working here after an argument with his mum where she told him he’d never worked a day in his life. He’d taken this job to prove her wrong. That was on one of your late night shifts after a midnight screening. It was just the two of you and he was evidently down, evidently in need of someone to talk to. He’d opened up to you. You’d told him that you were sorry, though you weren’t exactly sure what for. He’d laughed and told you that if his Mum saw him like this she’d tell him this wasn’t work.

He drove you home that night, same as every night. And he thanked you before you got out of the car. He didn’t tell you what for, just said ‘thank you”. He needed it more than you did.

Now, he had your number and you had his. And you texted when you weren’t at work together. He sent you songs he thought you’d like, mainly from rock bands he’d heard at a concert that weekend. You sent him films he should watch and he forced himself to watch them, giving you a running commentary with text updates every few minutes.

You spoke to him more than you spoke to your other friends. You told him things before you told them nowadays too. But you two never saw each other outside of work. Separate schools, separate lives.

“Here,” You hand him over a stack of medium cups to add to the supplies at the counter.

Spencer takes them from you, loading them up onto the pyramid of cups you’d been making. It was a quiet day.

“You know if these fall you’re picking them up,” You comment, handing him another two cups.

Spencer adds them too and steps back with his hands raised as if he’s going to catch it, “Yeah, yeah, I figured.”

You grin, both of you admiring your handiwork.

“So,” He steps back to lean against the machine behind him, “I had a question.”

“A question,” You repeat, “Mysterious.”

“I know we’re not working on Saturday. My mates are having a party at the weekend, it’s stupid really, like this graveyard thing,” He shakes his head, “I was just… would you… would you want to come?”

You frown a little, as if taken aback but not wanting to admit it, “Are you…”

“You don’t have to, it’s a stupid idea really, I don’t know why we-“

“Yeah, I’ll come,” You nod, “I’m not here, so I’ve got nothing else to do.”

He smiles, “Alright, well then it’s a date.”

“Is it?” You cock a brow, folding your arms over your chest.

“I-“ His cheeks turn a dark shade of pink, “Shut up.”

Spencer rolls his eyes and steps forward, collapsing down the pyramid of cups into stacks in front of him.

———

Spencer texts you the location and you walk there as the sun’s going down - a little later than he’d suggested so you didn’t look awkward and eager.

It’s eerie when you think of it - a clearing in a graveyard converted into a party location. There’s already a crowd building, a mismatched stack of alcohol at one side and a littering of people you didn’t recognise mingling around.

Why had you agreed to come? You didn’t know a single soul here beyond Spencer. And surely he had other friends he’d want to see? The thoughts of turning around and pretending to have never arrived start coursing through your head. Your feet come to a stop, as if you’re preparing to disappear back into the surroundings.

“There you are!”

And there he is.

Through the crowd, you spot the familiar sight of that blonde floppy hair. The way his face curls up into that signature smile. He’s holding a red solo cup in each of his hands, extending them wide as if hugging you through the air.

“Was starting to think you weren’t coming.”

“Yeah, I’m still not sure about the whole… graveyard thing.”

Spencer laughs, “Yeah you just need to drink enough so you don’t think about it.”

He hands one of the cups to you and you take a sip.

“Careful, they’re probably spiked,” A girl walks past the two of you, eying Spencer with evident disgust.

She’s got dark short hair and a brightly coloured jacket with a black dress and she looks at you as if shes worried about you.

“Fuck off Amerie,” Spencer snaps, rolling his eyes at her.

You glance up at him and back to her and she offers you a small smile like she’s trying to warn you of something. She walks off over to another group of people and Spencer turns back to you.

“What was tha-“

“Come on, I want to introduce you to some people,” He places a hand gently on the middle of your back as if guiding you through the crowd.

There’s a group of boys over the other side, shouting loudly at each other and making vulgar gestures to go alongside whatever conversation they were having.

“Oi dickheads,” Spencer calls over, “Be normal for a minute, ay?”

The boys stop and turn around, both of them looking at you and then back to their friend.

“This is (Y/n),” He looks down at you and then back to them.

“(Y/n)!” One of the boys grins widely, “We’ve heard a lot about you. You moved in by Spider right?”

“Wh-“

“This is Ant, and that’s Dusty,” Spencer gestures between the two of them before you can say anything else.

“Nice to meet you,” You smile softly, “You know Spencer from school?”

“Yeah, basically since we could walk,” Dusty smiles at you, “We can tell you all the gory details.”

“Alright, alright, I’m right here,” Spencer shakes his head, standing close enough to you that his side is against yours, his arm still placed on your back.

He’s got that way about him. The feeling that you could just melt into his connection. You couldn’t explain it, but in a crowd of people you didn’t know, you were glad he was still beside you.

———

“So how does the dunny situation work here?”

Spencer turns to you and laughs, the two of you now at the edge of the party as people had started dancing in the middle. It was dark now, and you were stood just inches closer to Spencer to make the most of his radiating warmth.

“You find a spot where nobody can see you, and you put in some squat training,” He smiles, the kind of smile that creases his eyes.

“Oh how glamorous,” You wiggle your brows, placing your cup into his hand, “I’ll be right back.”

His fingertips linger on yours as your hand pulls away from his, his eyes lingering on you for even longer as you walk away.

You trail out away from the crowd and down a small path away from any prying eyes until you bump into the sound of giggling girls just ahead of you.

“Oh shit, sorry, I was just looking for somewhere to piss,” You clear your throat.

“Hey, wait, wait, wait,” One of the girls looks over to you, “You’re the girl that Spider was with right?”

It was the girl from earlier. The one Spencer had told to fuck off.

“Yeah, I’m (Y/n),” You offer a smile.

The girl’s friend stands up and zips up her trousers, both of them walking closer to you.

“I don’t want to sound like a cunt, but just be careful with him,” The girl, Amerie says.

“Am,” The other girl hits her arm, “You’re going to scare the poor girl.”

You look at her and fold your arms around you as if shrinking away from them, evidently uncomfortable.

“He’s just…” The other girl begins, “Very outspoken. He’s not exactly the nicest guy at Hartley.”

“He’s a grade A cunt,” Amerie adds, “And you seem like way too good for him.”

“Alright, we’re gonna go before Amerie says anything worse,” The other girl confirms, “Have a good night yeah?”

They both walk past you and you stand stuck in your spot, repeating over everything they had said. Spencer had been the nicest boy ever since you’d known him. He was thoughtful and funny and he was who you looked forward to seeing every shift. But everyone here seemed to be talking about a different boy when it came to him. To the girls, he was like the worst guy they’d known. And why had he lied to the boys about how he knew you?

“(Y/n)?”

You turn in your spot to see him stood behind you, far enough away that you can only make out his silhouette in the dark.

“You’d been a while, I was just making sure you were okay,” He speaks so softly you feel your heart skip a little.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m good,” You clear your throat, walking towards him.

“Do you want to get out of here?” Spencer offers, “I reckon the coppers will be here soon.”

“Yeah,” You smile at him lightly, “I’ll probably book an Uber-“

He holds his cup out towards you, “I’m not drinking. I’ll drive you home.”

Spencer tugs his jacket off from his shoulder and places it around yours his hand slipping down beside your arm until his hand is hovering beside yours. You interlock your hand with his and he smiles once more, like he’s relieved at the contact.

———

The drive back isn’t far, and the empty roads make it even quicker. Spencer still indicates every time he needs to, drives the limit rather than anything over, glances at you every so often to make sure you were okay in the passenger seat.

He pulls up in front of your house and shuts off the engine.

“So, will you be rushing back to a graveyard party any time soon?” He leans his head back against the headrest and turns it towards you.

“I think I’ll stick to the beach or a house party for now,” You nod, running your hands over the cold skin of your thighs.

Spencer laughs, “Yeah I-“

“Can I ask you something?” You interject, the thought practically spilling from your mind.

He frowns, nodding slightly.

“Why did the boys think I was your neighbour? Did you not tell them we worked together?”

Spencer swallows the lump in his throat, “I didn’t tell them about the job.”

You furrow your brows, “Is working at a movie theater really that bad?”

He lets out a deep breath, “It’s not that.”

There’s a stillness in the air between you. That sort of tension that he always managed to dissipate. He’s calm and yet the air seems to be full of all the nerves he could muster in your presence.

“I don’t really talk to them about anything with my Mum, or home, or anything. And I guess I figured if they knew about the job they’d start asking questions and it’s just… not something I tell people.”

“You told me.”

Spencer chuckles a little, “You’re easier to talk to.”

You smile at him and the tension in his shoulders seems to relax a little, “I guess I can pretend to be your neighbour next time.”

“Next time?” He raises his brows, “So you did like the graveyard.”

You laugh, your gaze averting to the darkness looming over your house, not a single light on.

“So, my parents are away,” You say quietly, like you’re now the one holding all of the nervous energy, “Do you want to… I mean you could…”

“Yeah.”

You laugh, unsure at what point in your time knowing him had it become so easy for Spencer to make you nervous.

———

He sits at the end of the bed whilst you get ready in the bathroom. You take off your makeup, wash your face, tie back your hair and change into your pyjamas. They were one of the cuter sets you owned - different to the normal baggy t-shirt you’d wear. But if there was ever a time to wear a nicer set, it was whilst Spencer would be the one you were sharing a bed with.

When you walk back in, he looks up from the book he had in his hands - one he’d taken from your nightstand.

“Didn’t think that would be your kind of thing,” You nod towards it, walking over to your side of the bed.

“Too many big words,” He smiles, setting it back down and shuffling backwards on the bed.

He was wearing only his t-shirt and boxers now - his other clothes folded in a pile on the chair in front of your vanity.

“Okay we’ve got a problem here,” You comment, looking down at him.

“What’s that?” He asks, swinging his legs around so that he’s sat at the side of the bed facing you, his knees bumping against your legs.

“This is my side of the bed,” You mention.

“Oh is it?” Spencer cocks a brow at you and you hum in response.

His hands reach out and gently brush the skin of your thigh, trailing upwards towards your waist as if drawing you towards him. You let him guide you, shifting until you are straddling his lap. Neither of you speak, Spencer’s hand moving around to hold your back, one remaining on your waist. Your breath catches in your throat, eyes focused on his like you’re seeking that comfort.

“Can I kiss you?” Spencer whispers, the words seeming to tumble from his lips.

You nod, swallowing the lump in your throat, “Yes.”

The corners of his mouth upturn just slightly, his eyes flicking between your eyes and your lips. And then, he closes the gap just enough. His lips press against yours, soft and cautious but somehow so certain of themselves. His hand moves to cup your jaw, drawing more of you to him as his fingertips tangle into your hair. When he pulls away, his lips curl into a smile, forehead pressing against yours.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve wanted to do that,” He whispers, as if not wanting anything else to ruin the moment.

You laugh, leaning into him, “This is still my side.”

Spencer chuckles, holding one arm tightly around his waist to shuffle you both back across the mattress. He shifts to lay you down on one side of the bed before settling down on the side beside you, his arm outstretched to pull you into his chest. You can feel his heart beating against your ear and you’re relieved for a second he is sharing in the same adrenaline that you are.

His fingertips trail up and down your arm, the most delicate touch he could muster.

“I’m sorry I lied to the boys about you,” He speaks the words quietly into the air of the room.

You tilt your head upwards just enough that you can see his face, “We already spoke about this, you don’t have to-“

“Yeah but I didn’t apologise properly and I should do,” He nods, “It shouldn’t be your problem to have to lie to them too.”

“Would it really be so bad if they knew you had a job?”

Spencer shakes his head, tucking his other arm beneath his head on the pillow, “No, it wouldn’t. I just don’t like the thought of them knowing everything that goes on at home. It’s easier to go into school and act like none of that exists.”

You lean up onto your elbows and turn to face him, reaching up a hand to run through the hair falling at the side of his forehead, “Would it not be easier if you could talk to them about it?”

He wraps an arm around your waist, his eyes flitting between each of yours, “I don’t think I’d even know what to say.”

Spencer leans up just enough to kiss you again, gentle and fleeting.

He pulls you back down to his chest and tugs the blanket up over both of you. The pair of you stay there, like that in each other’s arms, until his breath starts to even out and he falls asleep - though, even then, his arms don’t loosen from around you.

———

Spider is back at school on Monday morning. He’d spent all of Sunday with you - waking up at your house, driving you both to work, and then taking you to dinner afterwards. It was the first time he’d ever woken up and instantly wanted to text someone, sending you a quick ‘good morning’ along with his complaints for not wanting to go to school today. He felt like a child with his first crush. Though, when he thought about it, maybe this was the first proper crush he’d had. No other girl had made him feel like this. And he’d savour it for as long as he could.

“Oi dickhead, are you listening?” Dusty interrupts his thoughts, the two of them walking towards the locker room to get changed.

“No,” Spider shrugs, “Do I need to be?”

“You missed a killer end to the party man,” Dusty points out, pushing the door open to where the rest of the boys already were, “I can’t believe you left early.”

“Oh come on I think Spider had other things on his mind,” Ant points out as soon as he overhears the conversation.

“Yeah who the fuck was that chick?”

“Does it matter? Either way Spider was going to fu-“

“Cut it out,” Spider snaps, to nobody in particular, just hoping for anything that would stop the topic of conversation.

“Aww is Spider precious about his latest conquest?” Ant frowns, “You’ll be onto the next one by this weekend.”

“Have you ever just thought of shutting up Ant?” Spider questions, reaching down to tie the laces of his trainers, “I mean, seriously, is it so hard to think (Y/n) might just be a good person? Someone I actually like hanging out with?”

“I don’t think that’s what they’re doubting,” It’s Malakai that speaks this time.

Spider looks at him, uncertain.

“If she’s a decent person, the last guy she should be around is you.”

For a moment, he feels the silence around him. The same tightness in his chest that he got at every dinner with his Mum. The same voice in his head telling him it was impossible for him to be good.

“Well,” He clears his throat, standing up from the bench, “Good thing I don’t need to listen to you cunts.”

When he walks out onto the field, the girls are already crowded around in conversations with each other. Spider walks over, crossing towards the opposite side of the field.

“Oi Spider!”

It’s Amerie that yells after him. He turns around to see her and Harper making their way over.

“You know we told that girl from the party to stay away from you,” Amerie states strongly, offering him her most judgemental look.

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“You might be able to put on an act for her but she deserves to know how shitty you are.”

“Are you kidding?” Spider scoffs, “You don’t even know her, why’s it your place to say anything?”

“We don’t know her,” Amerie shrugs, “But we know you. And no girl deserves that.”

He glances around at the rest of the people on the field, across to where the boys have just started filtering outside too. Not a single person here thought well of him. Even the boys, his friends, they saw him as the boy that said what they wouldn’t say. He was funny to them before he was good. He was someone to laugh at before he’d ever be someone to talk to. He’d become a show piece at this school. The controversial one that said what nobody else would.

“Ever thought that I might want to be a decent guy? That if I actually liked someone it’s genuine?” Spider shrugs, swallowing the lump in his throat.

“Oh fuck off Spider, are you even capable of that?”

“Maybe.”

———

You’d been on Spider’s mind for the whole day. And, as soon as the final bell rang, all he could think of was getting to you.

It’s not a far drive, just the other side of town. But he speeds as if it’s some sort of last ditch attempt to get to you. He hadn’t thought to text, or ask where you were, or ask if you were free. He just knew he needed to get to you. And when he pulls up in front of your house, he realises this is as far as his thoughts had taken him, he wasn’t sure what that meant now.

He knocks on the door, harshly as if he’s channeling his nerves into the sound.

It’s not you on the other side. Instead, an older woman, bearing some resemblance to you in the brightness of her eyes.

“Hi, can I help you?” Her brows furrow but she smiles at him welcomingly, warmly.

“Um-“ He clears his throat, scratching the back of his neck, “I just-“

“Are you (Y/n)’s friend?”

Before he can respond, you come up behind the woman and grasp her shoulders, “I’ve got this one Mum.”

You glance to Spencer and smile, instantly relaxing the tension in his shoulders.

“It was nice to meet you,” Your Mum nods to him, turning to you and giving you some sort of knowing smile as if exchanging silent words.

You step out of the front door and pull it almost-closed behind you;

“What are you doing here Spencer?”

“You didn’t tell me what the girls said to you at the party.”

“I-“ You wrap your arms over your chest as a breeze courses past both of you, “I didn’t think it mattered.”

“Didn’t matter?” He half laughs, his shoulders dropping, “They practically told you to get as far away from me as you could.”

“Yeah. And that doesn’t mean I believed them.”

Spencer smiles at you just a little, but it falters quickly.

“Why do they hate you so much Spencer?”

He pauses, taking a deep breath as he looks at you like even the sight of you is enough to calm down all of the worry coursing through him.

“My whole life it’s just been me and my Mum. I didn’t have siblings, my Dad was never in the picture. And so I had this one person left that was meant to love me. You know? That was her job, right? She’s my Mum, she just needs to love me and we’d figure the rest out. My Mum treats me every day like I’m the worst guy on the planet. I’m a guy and she thinks that’s enough for me to be someone she should hate. To her, I’m destructive and thoughtless and I have all this potential do a world of wrong. She reminds me of that every day, with everything I do. She’s reminded me of it so much that I started to believe it. That’s the guy I am to them at school. That’s the guy they know. And I’d hate me too if I was them.”

You feel a lump forming in your throat, wanting to reach out for him and tell him everything he needed to hear. To heal all those years of hurt that sat on those young shoulders.

“I don’t want to be that guy when I’m with you.”

You feel it then. The way your heart skips a beat once more.

“I want to be better.”

Your face breaks into a small smile, an instinctive response.

“I believe you,” You practically whisper the words, “Everyone else might have a lot to say about you but I know the person that you are with me.”

You step forward towards him.

“And I don’t think that guys so bad.”

You watch as he visibly relaxes, grasping out for you as soon as you are within reach, his hands snaking around to your waist. Your hands move up to his chest, linking around the back of his neck.

“You deserve a chance to be better Spider,” You smile, reaching up onto the tips of your toes to press a kiss to his lips.

He hums against the contact, pulling away to say, “I prefer Spencer.”

You chuckle and he wraps his arms tighter around you, burying his head into the crook of your neck. He breathes in the scent of you in his arms, feeling his heart slow in your hold. He’s sure he could stay there forever. And you’re sure that you would let him.

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allthebestnamesweretaken · 1 month

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Am I the only one that was hoping Amerie and Spider would be something that was explored??? They’re obviously not going that way since they’re being paired with different people but idk, I thought there was something there

#heartbreak high netflix #heartbreak high #amerie x spider #idk they could’ve been cute #you know the trope where they start off a secret and then they fall for each other #that’s 100% them #I hope someone has written a fic or two #the more tags I make the more I’m convinced they had serious potential #put me in the writers room #amerie wadia #spencer white

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namranii · 1 month

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Spider White x Reader

warnings: spoilers for season 2!! also fem reader, since this works the most. (im watching the ep while writing lmao)

plot: basically, when Mr Voss comes back he puts bullshit in the guys heads-and Spider is affected by it a lot, so and so are you.

spiders changed. he’s went from caring about you, and constantly checking on you to ignoring you.

“women made men soft”

“spider what the hell.”

the coach is favouriting spider, mostly to make him break up with you.

you’re avoiding him, and you’re scared. scared that he’s going to start doing bad things to you.

so you break it off with him, its hard but you had to.

what’s crazy is that he didn’t care.

“i knew it, you don’t support me being a cumlord.”

you tried to take that seriously-but it was too funny. anyway.

staring at him from afar after you broke up with him because you realize that you still love him, even after all the bullshit.

but you cant right now, since Mr Voss has basically convinced him that women are trash and men need to regain their power in the world.

timeskip a few months later, you’re sitting in your room and trying to sleep when who would’ve guessed..spider walks in.

“how’d you get in here?”

“your mum let me in.”

“damn it mum.”

he sits down and looks away, but you notice he’s a bit teary eyed.

well that’s new. he’s never cried during the entirety of your relationship. he’s always been the strong man.

“spencer what’s wrong?”

now he’s sobbing

he’s hugging you and he keeps apologizing, saying that he let all the bullshit get to his head and that he really loves you.

okay now you’re both crying.

for the rest of the night he tells you everything, from how he felt to how he’s really sorry.

he falls asleep beside you as he grips your arm in his sleep.

(HES SO POOKIE I NEED A SPIDER REDEMPTION ARC NOW FOR S2)

#headcanons #spider white #hcs #🕷️#HBH #heartbreak high season 2 #fluff headcanons #x reader headcanons #amiere wadia #fyyyppp #harper hbh #heartbreak high spoilers

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luuuuucyscorner · 24 days

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𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬

This is a Spencer 'Spider' White X reader series that will include NSFW themes and bad australian slang.

it is loosely based on the spider and missy events of season 2 but is set somewhere inbetween season one and two so there will be no spoilers for the show.

y/n l/n is the new foreign student at Hartley High, when on your first day you hear your name called over the speakers and are told to make your way over to a classroom full of students. One student in particular can't keep his opinions about you to himself.

He seems to be intrigued by your attitude and finds himself needing to know more about you.

however, he cant seem to keep his thought about you at bay, and you begin to play a dangerous game of teasing.

THIS IS A 18+ SERIES, MINORS DNI (ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18) chapters with smut will be marked.

CHAPTERS ->

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three 18+

Chapter Four ON ITS WAY!

please message me if you want to be added to the tag list and my recs are open!

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loveronlineee · 1 year

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Not All Bad Part 2 (Spider x Reader)

Masterlist

Spencer “Spider” White x Reader (She/Her)

Warnings: naming sexual terms (y’know the map stuff)

Synopsis: The students of Hartley High discover a sex map in the old stairwell which causes public outrage and puts all kinds of relationships on the line. Y/N is surprised to find herself on the map connected to a certain blondie

Not proofread sorry hehe

Wanna request something? Look here!

Y/N walked into school the following Monday, not particularly excited to hang with her so called friends. Sasha and Missy hadn’t called or texted her over the weekend about ditching her at the party. Missy texted her about her class schedule for the new school year and Sasha hadn’t said anything at all.

Not surprising, just disappointing.

She decided to walk to school, not really wanting to be in a car with them right now. Dusty, Ant and Spider were in their usual morning spot near the bikes. Ant spotted her and sped over, nearly tripping over his own feet in the process.

“Y/N!” The girl stopped and blinked.

“Yeah Ant?”

“Can I see your timetable for this year?” Y/N rolled her eyes. Ant and her had always had at least one class together every year since year 7. And Ant had been copying Y/N’s homework in those classes since then.

She held out her hand.

“Show me yours.” Ant excitedly pulled out his phone and showed her a picture of his timetable. Y/N scanned then handed it back.

“Maths, English and Biology.”

“Yes!” Ant punched the air. Y/N smirked.

“Not so fast Anthony. I’m gonna start charging you this year.” Ant’s arms went limp.

“Whaaat? Y/N come on-“

“Nope. You gotta pay up or you gotta do it yourself.” He sighed.

“Okay fine.” Dusty and Spider walked over.

“You still letting Ant copy your homework?” Dusty asked, amused.

“Yes but with a little twist this year.” Y/N sung. Ant looked defeated.

“I’m gonna have to get a job now.” Spider laughed.

“Aww Y/N you chargin’ him now?” Y/N grinned. She was wondering when he was going to say something.

“Well I’ve got my eye on a new pair of shoes, so one of us better start working.” He laughed harder.

Spider seemed to be back to his usual self but with something a little different. Something only Y/N would notice.

It felt like he was noticing her more. Y/N wasn’t sure if that would make sense to anyone else but it made sense to her. The way he looked at her was different. Like he was hanging off of every word she said, awaiting the next.

It didn’t feel like he had changed because she had shown him a little affection. It felt more like he might’ve liked her before, and that little kiss on the cheek gave him the confidence that she might like him back.

Dusty put a hand on Y/N’s shoulder before quickly dropping it. Spider’s smile faltered at the action.

“We gotta go but we’ll see ya later.” Dusty started walking away, the other two following after him.

“Thanks Y/N! See ya!” Ant added.

“You better have my money Ant!” Y/N called back making Spider chuckle one last time. He looked back to see Y/N still smiling at him, wiping away the doubt Dusty’s action gave him.

“Hey girl!” Missy sung as her Sasha and Amerie skipped over. Y/N’s face dropped when she saw them.

“Hey.” She replied in an unenthusiastic tone. The girls frowned.

“What’s up?” Missy asked in confusion. Y/N frowned.

“You two ditched me at the party.” Missy blinked in surprise.

“You guys ditched Y/N?” Amerie questioned.

“What?” Missy turned to Sasha. “I thought you said she didn’t wanna come with us?” The pink haired girl stuttered, her lie caught in her throat.

“O-Oh well I didn’t actually ask her, I just assumed she wouldn’t wanna go.” Y/N sighed.

“It would’ve been nice to know that you guys left at least.” Missy stepped a little closer to her.

“I’m really sorry about that Y/N, I had no idea. It won’t happen again.” Y/N nodded and smiled but the apology was from the wrong person.

“Oi! There's a fully-gacked sеx map in the old stairwell. It's called the Incest Map!” A girl in the quad shouted. The trio looked at each other and ran with the rest of the students.

It was true.

There it was. A map of students, some with decorated names when they had a lot of connections, others small connecting to one person. A helpful guide was on the right for the meaning of each line spanning from blowie to butt fucked.

“You scissored Greta Bathgate?” Missy loudly questioned Sasha. “Before or after we broke up?”

“I don't remember.”

“You don't remember?”

“I'm pretty sure we were on a break, but...” Missy began walking away. Sasha called out to her. “Wait, Missy.”

“Nah, I need space, man.” Y/N rolled her eyes.

“Good one Sasha.” She looked back at the map, going through names.

Darren gave Ant a wristy, Jessica wanks in public, Sasha’s been with nearly every girl in her year…

Spider.

Y/N would be lying if she said she wasn’t at least a little curious of Spider’s history. She read the names connecting to his.

Fucked Suzie and Quinni, gave Eleanor a dirty thumb, Saskia gave him a suckback. And according to the little note on the side, he made sure she couldn’t walk for three days. An extra little note added that that was probably fake.

Y/N remembered Spider going around last year bragging about it. Yeah definitely fake.

One last name connected to his.

Y/N.

“Oh shit.” Y/N breathed out. She hadn’t even noticed her own name yet. Sasha pulled a disgusted face.

“Oh gross Y/N you let Spider fuck you?”

“No that’s not true!” Y/N objected. She read the other connections to her name.

Hooked up with Ca$h. Not a complete lie. They made out at a party for like 10 seconds.

Fucked Dusty. Complete lie.

Y/N could tell almost all of these were rumours. But she also knew that everyone loved rumours. She looked over to Spider and Dusty. They were still reading the map.

She watched Spider’s face drop. He blinked slowly, processing. Then he looked around for Y/N and spotted her.

She gave him a look that said Are you gonna say anything? He just looked back at her blankly, like a deer in the headlights.

“Quinni, lazy kebab.” Quinni frowned.

“That's not true. What's a lazy kebab? Spider, what's a lazy kebab?”

Spider’s head turned back to the map. Y/N continued to stare at him in frustration getting nothing in return.

An announcement came over the intercom.

“All students to the gym for assembly. All students to the gym for assembly.” Everyone groaned and headed over, taking some last minute pictures of the map.

Y/N could see Spider ahead of her in the crowd.

Is he really not gonna say anything?

She looked to her right at Amerie who looked very concerned. Y/N couldn’t remember what it said about Amerie on the map but judging by her face it was really bad.

“Hey Ams you okay?” Y/N asked.

“You seen Harper today?” Amerie asked, panicked. Y/N thought then shook her head.

“No. She text you?” Amerie shook hers.

“Huh. Weird.”

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notthebayang1 · 2 years

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use your mouth -- spencer 'spider' white

spencer white x fem!reader

summary: spider can't get it up, a solution is offered.

WARNINGS: smut, oral sex (f receiving), minors DNI

Spider hung his head, running a hand through his hair as he was perched at the end of her bed. The music softly played around them as they sat in silence. She pulled her blanket around her and shuffled down to where he sat. Hesitantly, she put her hands on his shoulders, rubbing slightly, and lightly pressing her lips on his skin.

“Are you okay?” she inquired.

“I-I’m sorry Y/N… I had a lot to drink… I-” Spider mumbled, “I guess we'll stop…”

"Stop?" she said softly, before a realization passed over her, "Ohh, I see."

Spider shrugged off her attempt at being supportive, his embarrassment pushing her away.

"You know... there are other ways of doing this," Y/N said quietly, voice just above a whisper.

A palpable silence passed over the two of them, Spider's head coming to swing in her direction. He locked eyes with her and smirked, a chuckle passing through his lips.

"I thought you said you were a virgin?" Spider teased.

"What? Like a virgin doesn't know how sex works? Has never seen any movie?" her voice was soft, but dripping with sarcasm.

"What are you suggesting?" Spider inquired.

"You have 10 fingers and a tongue, Spencer," she slithered, "You could use them."

Another silence, another stare-off, another moment of her heart beating aggressively on her chest. Maybe that was too far...

"Lay down."

Now her heart was beating for a very different reason.

Slowly, as though if she moved too quickly he'd change his mind, she scooted back on the bed, keeping the blanket draped over her as she sank back into the mattress. Spider was quiet as he got back on his knees on the bed, coming to cage her hips in with his arms. His aftershave was still tingling her nostrils as he hovered above her, eyes cascading down her exposed skin. Even though a bra and blanket covered her she felt bare.

"Tell me what you want."

Embarrassment flooded her cheeks as she looked up at the quite serious Spider.

"I want you to..." she murmured, "I want you to use your mouth."

A hesitancy crossed over his face, but was quickly replaced with soft fingers reaching to bring down her blanket. Cold air rippled over her skin, making goosebumps, as the blanket was removed from the equation. Spider wrapped his hands around her calves, moving her previously extended legs to prop up, allowing his shoulders to tuck underneath her knees and fully come down to her. Anxiety and self-consciousness pulsed through her at his closeness.

She held her breath when his head moved forwards. As he first made contact, she could feel some pleasure. Breathy moans cut through the quiet, Spider doing his best to make her feel good. At any other moment, Y/N would have felt uncomfortable giving orders or tips, but when it came to her own pleasure, she somehow found a strong voice. It truly didn't matter to her at the moment that Spider would feel inferior or emasculated.

"Slower... yeah... up a bit," she whispered, "Oh fuck... right there."

What had been semi-pleasurable the moments prior, was now sinfully hot. Her fingers kneaded into the sheets below her and her neck went stiff as she threw her head back. Spider seemed to like this physical reaction and pulled himself in closer, fingers digging deeply into her inner thighs. He had her in his grip now, there was no way she was able to shimmy or pull away.

His tongue was working stripes up and down her, softly sliding by the clit with every aching lick. The build inside her was slow as he continued this pattern. Moans were increasing with volume as he got closer and closer to the clit. It was infuriating how close he could be and not even realize. She could barely think straight, let alone see straight at the moment, and she didn't know if she could communicate. Back arching against the bed, her movement allowed his tongue to flick right on the clit, sending a wave of heat all over her.

"Please... right there," she groaned, pleading.

Whether or not he knew it was the clit he had stumbled upon, he took her pleading to heart, beginning to hone in on the bundle of nerves. His licks were replaced by sucks, the suction proving almost too much for her to handle. She was writhing, moaning, and pleading at that point, his strong hands keeping her stationed against his mouth. As she got closer and closer to her climax, his hands got deeper and deeper into her flesh, holding her still. As her upper half writhed against the bed, Spider concentrated on putting all his energy into his hands and his tongue.

"God you taste good," Spider said quietly.

"Oh god... I'm gonna..." she moaned, words failing.

"C'mon sweetheart, just a little bit more," he responded, the cockiness evident in his tone.

The build was almost over, the tingling and shaking of her orgasm taking over her body. Her head was spinning as it came crashing down over her. Her moans were caught in her throat, only strangled whimpers escaping. Spider held on to her for only a few seconds past her orgasm, causing her to wriggle out of her almost painful over-sensitivity.

"You're a jerk," she tried to chastise, but was too elated to truly be upset.

"Don't think you wanna be insulting a sex god," Spider sighed, looking as cocky as ever.

"Don't forget who told you where the clit is Spencer," Y/N retorted, emphasizing his name.

"Yeah yeah," Spider sighed, fingers continuing to massage her thighs, "So... round 2?"

"Let's see what you've got sex god."

#heartbreak high #heartbreak high reboot #heartbreak high netflix #heartbreak high 2022 #spider heartbreak high #spencer white #spider x reader #spencer white x reader #heartbreak high smut

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gothgleek · 1 month

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Spiderman!Spencer x Seamstress!Fem!Reader

Spencer finds out he’s got super powers and he’s got the brain, powers, and abilities to become a superhero. Now all he needs is a costume. That’s where you come in.

Outline for a Spiderman!Spencer fic I’m writing based this post by @reidcoffeemoon. Let me know if anyone would actually be interested in reading a full version of it. Also please like and reblog, it’s my birthday today💕💕💕

•The two of you met at a Halloween party thrown by Penelope. You are a seamstress and whenever someone complimented your costume, you would proudly ramble about of the type of fabric you used.

•Spencer was the only one who actually listened and responded with his own facts about the fabric’s history.

•You gasped and smiled, raising your left hand to your chest. “You are my new favorite person.” You declared.

•While talking, you both found out you’re from Vegas. You worked as a seamstress for a burlesque show off the strip and did cosplay part time while he was off at learning Caltech. The two of you bond over a restaurant that shut down five years ago.

•Now in DC, you worked as a seamstress for the local theater and managed a thrift store by the university he works at. Cosplay makes up most of your income but you dream of creating a lingerie line.

•The two of you agree to meet up for coffee but before that happens, Spencer gets bitten by a spider.

• Was he was bitten by a spider while investigating an unsub who killed his victims spider venoms or did he wander into the wrong room while touring a science facility?

•Derek convinces him to try out being a superhero. Derek is part of a secret superhero group (The Avengers) and would like his friend to join (once he knows Spencer can handle superhero work).

•Spencer calls you a few weeks later. “Hey, um, I wanted your opinion on something. What kind of materials do you recommend for a sort of… workout costume?”

•Thankfully, you’ve been asked weirder questions throughout your career so it didn’t even phase you.

•You respond in a rambling style that would’ve confused other people, but not Spencer.

•”They’ve actually done some test work on using spider webs for body armor but the tests didn’t yield the best results but I think…”

•He listened to you talk while he designed a web slinging contraption for his wrists, occasionally throwing in a comment or two.

•He visits your thrift store a few days later to discuss his little project a little more.

•When it becomes apparent his skills aren’t as advanced as yours, you offer your services and schedule him to come to your place over the weekend.

•It’s purely friendly… but you can’t help but if some less than platonic thoughts come up while looking at certain measurements.

•Those less than platonic feelings did make you blind to some of his questions.

But if anyone asked you would say you’ve had weirder requests.

•“Would it be possible to make it bullet proof? And um… do you know how to make the fingers more um… thin but not thin?”

•The two of you kept meeting up to discuss his costume and sometimes even other things.

You never met anyone who made Russian lit or etymology sound so exciting before.

•But all things come to an end and once his costume is done you don’t see him for another few weeks. It sucks but life goes on.

You ignore the hurt in your stomach when he doesn’t respond to your text about asking about the foreign film fest at the local theater.

•Then, one night after work, you find yourself being on the wrong end of a gun by a mugger.

•Before you can handover your wallet however, a dark figure jumps down and when you open your eyes, the mugger is stuck to the wall with a sort of strange white substance.

•The figure pulls you to the top of the roof and you can finally get a good look at him.

•Spandex that shined in the same weaving pattern as the combination of rayon and viscose? Hands that were 7.49 inches long and 3.60 inches wide? The mask you spent the last two weeks creating?

•You squinted at him.

•“Spencer?!?”

•One long conversation in Spencer’s apartment later, and you’re telling him to come back so you can modify his suit to actually be made for crime fighting.

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x oc #Spencer Reid imagine #criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds fic #spider man #spiderman!spencer #mine #fanfic

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1-read-the-hobbit-in-1937 · 28 days

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This will be a fic about (character) walking in on reader having a shower and they fuck (basically)

Lmk if you want this to be a x black!fem reader, x plus size!reader or whatever you feel comfortable with. If there are no responses, I will write it in my perspective of slim white fem reader as it is what I am used to writing. But please, if you do want to request a fic that makes you feel comfortable reading, just DM me or send a request in the requests box.

#fanfiction #fanfic #theodore nott #harry potter fancast #heartbreak high #spencer white x reader #spider x reader #amerie wadia #anthony vaughn #rafe cameron #rafe outer banks #obx #jj maybank #x reader fics #x black reader #x plus size reader #x asian reader

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kaivenom · 18 days

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I just found your blog looking for Spencer white fics and yours are so good! I was wondering if you’d be willing to write something between spider and a gn reader who finds it really attractive when he speaks French (cause that scene did something to me-)

Thank you for feeding the small amount of hbh fics🙏🙏

French cuisine

Summary: you go to Spencer's house and found him cooking, you decide to help him and you discover he can speak french.

Pairing: Spencer "Spider" White x gn!reader

A/N: Sorry that this had taken so long, college is starting the final section before exams an i am going crazy. Words on cursive are the translation from french.

It was an ussual Friday, you were going to Spencer's house, see some movies and eat popcorn. When you entered the house with the keys you borrowed, a french song was playing on the background, that was strange you thought, it must be his mother. Following the song, you found Spencer in the kitchen with an apron full of flour and humming the song.

"Look what we have here, the perfect 50's housewife," you joked while you get to hugh him from behind.

"Bonjour." he asked with a smile.

"Bonjour."

"Comment allez-vous?" you didn't understand anything and that made you question things.

"Wait, don't tell me you know how to speak french?"

"Yeah, i know, but i don't have to do it everytime... it's awful when people ask me: can you say something in french? or things like that."

"But you could have told me, i am your girlfriend." you tightened your grip among his waist and made a pout.

"I don't like to brag about it, but now you know."

"Yeah, right. What you said to me before?"

"How are you?" he turned around and kissed your forehead.

"Good, you?"

"Bon." something on the form he said it, made you blush.

"I suppose that means good."

"Correct." he put a finger with fluor on your nose, painting it white.

"Can you say more to me?" you make puppy eyes and like always, he can't resist.

"Tu es très belle," your heart skipped a heartbeat, you didn't know what he said but hearing him talking in french was exciting you more every secon. "i said you are very beautiful."

"Yeah?" his hands went to your cheeks and kissed you.

"Tu es la meilleure personne du monde." his lips drain your soul with every word and every kiss in between. You are the best person in the world

"Tell me more, please."

"Je t'aime... tes lèvres... ton corps... tes sons." his kisses increased, in speed, in intensity and passion, he was starting to feel very aroused by your reaction. I love you... your lips... your body... your sounds.

"I don't know what you said but i do too." you both laughed inoccently, for a moment unaware from the steamy interaction you both were having.

"Je veux faire du sexe avec toi." a moan almost escaped your mouth, you only understood one word and that was enough.

Then you started to smell burnt but apparently Spider was so concentrated in kissing your lips and neck, that he had forgotten he was cooking and also that he had things on the pans... that now are burning.

"How do you say the kitchen is on fire?"

"La cuisine est en feu." only a second was needed before he understood your words.

You both had to run to turn off the fire and open the windows to vent the kitchen. Nothing was saved from the disaster so you decided to order some french food to honor the ocassion and finish what you both started.

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simping-ella · 1 year

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Could you please write a spencer white x reader.

Like we're y/n and spider are just talking and they fall asleep on a beanbag together and everyone sees it.

Um yes...

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Two cute beans

You never thought you'd stay overnight in school...but here you are with all the members of SLTs. Night had fallen and everyone's parents had gone home. Everyone clearly tired and ready to sleep, you had chosen a big beanbag to sleep on. After a while you noticed spider sitting on the ground and told him to join you on the beanbag, he accepted your offer and layed beside you (well half layed). You two talked for 30 minutes before your eyes got droopy. "____, your tired go to sleep" You just barely heard Spider whisper as you were in and out of consciousness, mumbling you whispered back "mmm not tired just resting eyes", You heard him chuckle quietly. After a while of silence Spider rested his head atop of yours and closed his eyes...letting sleep embrace him.

It was early morning when everyone woke up (except for you two), Anthony wanting to see his friend went to the hidden corner you two had been and stumbled across a site he thought he would never see..."holy shit, yo guys come here. Looks like someones gone soft" he whisper yells over his shoulder, taking his phone out to get blackmail. Everyone giggled and took photos of the cute scene in front of them.

Spider was laying next to you, his head atop of yours as his arm was wrapped underneath you, pulling you in closer. You on the other hand where laying against his chest, softly snoring and the occasional snuggling deeper into his shirt. It was an odd site for the class as Spider was often tough and hard shelled, it seemed he had found someone who softened him up a little.

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I'm sorry this isn't better, im still practicing a bit

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harrisonarchive · 1 year

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George Harrison and John Lennon at the special Magical Mystery Tour screening party they hosted for the Area Secretaries of the Official Beatles Fan Club (including Freda Kelly) and other friends (such as Spencer Davis). The event - during which The Beatles At Shea Stadium was also screened - was held at the Hanover Banqueting Rooms in London on 17 December 1967. Photos: Gotta Have Rock and Roll Auctions; Freda Kelly; The Beatles Book.

“'I had a soft spot for all of them,’ [Freda Kelly] says diplomatically.” - The Toronto Star, 28 April 2013

Ryan White, director [of Good Ol’ Freda]: “George is Freda’s favorite Beatle too. She would never admit it, but from years of being around her, that’s what I think. [Freda laughs and shrugs, but her lips are sealed] - “SXSQ interview: Former Beatles Secretary Freda Kelly Finally Speaks,” Film School Rejects, 26 March 2013

George Harrison: "Nobody else has said anything yet about our fan club secretaries, Anne Collingham and Bettina Rose, not to mention Freda Kelly in Liverpool.” [The Beatles shouting] “Good ol’ Freda!” George: “So on behalf of us all, I’d just like to say a great, big thank you to Anne, Bettina and Freda for all the hard work they’ve done and we just hope we can go on pleasing you for a long time.” - The Beatles Christmas Record, 1963 (x)

“Oh, there were quite a few, and they’re all fun for different things. The How I Won the War premiere after party was quite fun because, God, I was so drunk. I was 22, and because it was a premiere, I was all dolled up and thought I was the bee’s knees. I didn’t have any ballroom gowns, so Mo Cox, Ringo’s wife, lent me a beautiful evening dress, and Elsie [Ringo’s mom] lent me a mink fur. They dolled me up! I’m not very good with makeup, so I bought false eyelashes and put them on. You always forget, and I’m always rubbing my eyes, so I’m dancing with George, and he’s oiled up more than I am, and he’s holding me up and says, ‘You’ve got a spider on your face!’ And I go, ‘What are you talking about? Oh, it’s me eyelash!’ [laughs]” - Freda Kelly (in response to the question, “What was the wildest, most fun night out with the Beatles?”), The Daily Beast, March 14, 2013

#George Harrison #John Lennon #quote #quotes about George #quotes by George #the beatles #freda kelly #George and John #fan recollections #fan recollections: 1960s #Magical Mystery Tour #Harrison style #1960s #1967 #fits queue like a glove

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Why Heartbreak High Season 2 Feels Different

I was ranting about this in the tags of another post lmao so I think I just wanna make my own post. I really didn’t know how I felt about season 2, especially once I got half way through, so I’m just gonna kinda organize random thoughts here.

Commentary

Lowkey everything falls under this I can’t even lie. My thing is, I can’t fully tell you what HBH2 was trying to say; it might be because it just wasn’t what I was expecting. Season one commented on race relations and sexual trauma and friendship. Season two kind of did that, but it just wasn’t as focused. I hate to say it, but too many things were going on and the cast is just decently big? Malakai’s sexual exploration felt lacklustre, Amerie x Malakai felt lacklustre, Ant x Harper felt lacklustre, Ant’s WHOLE CHARACTER feels lacklustre, Sasha’s performative activism felt lacklustre and like… a performance, Spider… I’ll get into that in a second, the whole election process kinda felt lacklustre (mostly because of the characterization involved), we lost Harper and Amerie’s friendship along the way a little bit with the way we hardly got to address the real issues within it; all the social commentary that came with all of these things fell kind of flat. I won’t say EVERYTHING was bad — because even if we kinda hit restart and redid Ca$h x Darren, I felt like that went solid enough… except for Ca$h’s sexuality conversation centralizing Darren and BACKTRACKING the conversations we’ve already had — but it definitely could’ve been better in my opinion. Just some, NOT ALL, of the commentary this season just felt shallow/ surface level. Everything didn’t make a perfect circle or tie/ work together the way they did in season one.

2. Square One

I don’t know if it’s just me, but I feel like a lot of the things HBH2 was trying to do was just done better in HBH1. The discussions around sexuality and masculinity and trauma and betterment were all done pretty well from what I can remember of season 1, but then we get to season two and… nothing’s really changed? I get it, they’re teenagers; but also, what am I here for if we’re just restarting and kind of doing it worse? This also ties in with the lack of focus. Season 2’s discussions felt worse because there just wasn’t enough focus, not enough time spent on each thing. Season 2 didn’t really build on season 1. I felt like it was just kinda doing its own thing besides Harper’s trauma because that carried on pretty well. Like we spend hardly ANY TIME in SLT class and that’s where all the magic happens. I kinda mentioned this above, but omg Darren x Ca$h… what happened? Their story was pretty good, but Darren ending up with the Puriteens… they’re too smart. I feel like season 2 kinda undermines the intelligence of the characters. Going from the “you’re my too much” scene to what happened in season two just felt… ????

3. Spider

First of all, it will always be SCREW SPIDER!!! SCREW YOU SPENCER!!!! I hope I don’t have to explain why. With Spider… it just TOOK TOO LONG! We knew what he was like in season one, why did we have to redo this whole thing and TIKTOKIFY IT TOO!? We didn’t need the extra thing with Missy. No offense to that storyline, but if we spent all of that time we did with Spider and Missy with Spider and his mom instead and then realizing his feelings for Missy (which imo came out of nowhere) OR he thinks back on his feelings for Amerie… it would’ve been so much better. TikTok is mentioned like twice, and yet the whole masculinity storyline is basically based off of it. Coach I Forgot His Name was just saying the same thing over and over again, it wasn’t building and the indoctrination process wasn’t that evident. I guess the superficiality could’ve been a point, but Spider is smart. Instead of the whole “just one joke ruins a life,” I wish they were daring enough to actually sprinkle some white supremacist and potentially Nazi (I don’t know the political landscape of Australia so take this with a grain of salt) ideologies in there until it became so extreme that Spider realizes what the hell is going on. Spider’s mom being a TERF is one thing (that we don’t even have time to dive into because the show gives us one damn scene), but we don’t really get to see how that settles in him. How he’ll never be able to please his mother or be who she wants him to be. Idk if I’m making sense lmao. Making Coach a joke character was also a mistake.

4. Rowan

I THOUGHT HIM AND MALAKAI WERE SO CUTE :((((((( My thing is that he was just brought in too early. He could’ve been a major season three character and season two could’ve been spent wrapping up all of season one storylines. Rowan just interrupted everything. He’s incredibly interesting, but with all the things we needed to get done/ wrap up, we didn’t even get as much time as we could’ve with him either. We don’t even get to see what his family life is like or his dynamics with his parents. Because of this, what we would expect to be commentary on mental illness just… kind of isn’t there. And it also takes away from Amerie, and the overall school community (!!!!), being held accountable for/ addressing their bully tendencies. Like as soon as we think “huh everything is fine and good and perfect” after wrapping up season one storylines, the show could’ve spun us around and made us see that there was still a ton of work to do.

That might be it. Maybe there’s some more, but I think this is generally my thoughts. HBH2 was very entertaining and fun and I’ll never get tired of Australian culture, but it still felt different.

#Heartbreak high #heartbreak high s2 #heartbreak high spoilers #heartbreak high netflix #Shayled fr #OK IM DONE YAPPING NOW

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