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[soraphic]

this is rlly self indulgent lol

Peter was a fixer,a perfectionist in some ways. he had to have solved one problem before moving onto the next,working methodically and productively through most obstacles. he was often restless after meeting you,just your being presented so many new problems he had no idea of how to fix. one being,you were a huge distraction.

"Peter!" you whined,rolling over to lay flat on your back against the bottom bunk of his rickety bed,the plaid covers jostling under your weight.

he looked up momentarily over the rim of his glasses,pencil poised as he was in the middle of writing out a particularly tricky formula for you to go off of. he was sprawled out similarly to you,horizontal to the wall with his legs dangling off the edge,propped up under his left arm,his other scribbling down numbers and letters that were bordering on painful to look at.

he flicked a curl from his eye,long over due a monthly-may-hair-cut. "yeah,baby?"

your heart tugged at his lack of frustration,albeit seeing it all upside down. he had been trying to explain this to you for hours,going over the same material until you felt like you wanted to scream. you could only imagine how he felt. yet,he never got angry or upset with you,instead wording it in an alternate way to try and help you grasp the concept. you felt like a burden.

you chewed on your lip before answering,"i'm not sure i can take any more math for today."

he snorted,dropping his pencil and letting it roll across the page,coming to a stop against your shoulder. "you wanna do something else?"

you were up in seconds,flipping yourself over and up onto your thighs,nodding - "god,yes! anything,please!"

Peter was laughing the whole time,the kind of high-pitched,boyish giggle he only ever let fly around you.

"what did you have in mind?"

he had since retrieved his pencil,swirling it between his finger tips. he gave you a once over,eyes darting to the door of his small room before licking his lips and focusing in on you once more.

"well,we are home alone.." he left it open-ended,leaving you room to shut him down.

your eyes flicked to the tightly shut door trying to envision the empty apartment outside before returning to him. "it would be a shame not to take advantage of it.."

you were slowly crawling toward him,closing the gap between the two of you until your palms were pressed to his broad chest.

"plus,we never get to spend time alone like this.." he agreed,slowly sliding the various textbooks and papers that were being crumpled under your knee to the floor.

you nodded,sliding your legs under yourself until your knees touched his waist,bringing yourself that much closer. "especially not without your cheesy star wars jokes killing the mood."

he frowned,pulling back. "wait,they don't turn you on?

you groaned,grasping him tightly by the collar of his flannel and pulling him toward you,connecting your lips to his. he was quick to give in,moving his mouth against yours as he fought to sit up higher,extending his elbow in an attempt to level with you.

you were fumbling with the buttons of his shirt,revealing the pure white tee underneath before Peter was wrestling you onto his lap,pinning you to him with an arm wrapped tightly around your middle.

"god,you're good at that." you breathed,finally pushing his blue flannel down his arms.

"-just wait until you see what i can do with my lightsaber." he used the irritated noise you let out as an opportunity to slip his tongue past your lips,silencing you and having you soon forgetting his god awful one liner.

you were rocking against him,clawing at the tufts of curls at the nape of his neck as he groaned into your open mouth.

he made quick work of stripping you,beating you by miles and a cocky smirk pulling at his lips when you guffawed at his speed and your discarded clothing draped along his nightstand.

you ground your hips down further,circling him before sliding back up to meet his waistband. the smirk quickly dropped from his face,his eyes screwing shut and lips forming a small 'o' as he fought not to throw his head back. "sucks to lose,Parker."

he shot you a lazy grin,lips parted and small pants leaving him at the way you swivelled your hips against him.

his shirt was the next thing to go,routinely followed by his pants leaving the both of you in your underwear and Peter fumbling for a condom in his bedside drawer.

you rolled your hips again impatiently,bracing a hand against his tummy when he bucked upwards and left you breathless.

the moment you saw the light bounce off the blue packet you were smothering him once more,holding his face to yours so tightly if it wasn't Peter you'd be scared of breaking him.

you shuffled backwards,pulling him from his boxers and running the tips of your fingers loosely around him a few times. "you don't want me to eat you out or something first?" he leaned back to look at you,weight balanced on one palm behind him while his other kneaded the fat of your hip.

you quickly shook your head,insisting you were ready and that 'Peter kisses were enough foreplay as is.' he obliged with little to no convincing,just as desperate to be inside you as you were.

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"fuckfuckfuck-!" you were practically wailing on top of him,one hand grasping at the metal bars of his top bunk to steady yourself while you rocked against him,pulling up and dropping down continuously with the bar as leverage.

he had kept his previous position of leaning back on his palm,his other hand rubbing at your ribs while he sucked and kissed at your perked nipple.

he suddenly jerked to a halt,one hand slapping over your mouth to muffle your noises with wide eyes.

you kept your chin tipped to the ceiling,eyes screwed tightly shut and letting your gasps and moans hit his fingers. you had assumed he was trying to assert some kind of kinky dominance by muffling your loud sounds,too far gone to realise how un-peter that was.

he was shushing you,rather aggressively,which pissed you off. you turned your head down,just about ready to turn it into a blow out before you heard a woman call from the hallway - "Peter!"

your eyes practically bulged out of your skull,as did Peter's,the two of you scrambling to get up.

you winced at how quickly you pulled off of him,a dull throb hitting between your thighs as you dived under the covers,blindly searching for any item of clothing you could shove back on.

Peter was hopping into one leg of his boxers,his voice squeaky as he yelled "uhh,coming!"

you heard the ruffle of grocery bags before May sighed,the familiar weight of her footsteps against the old floorboards getting closer until they were right outside the door.

Peter was pulling the door ajar before May even had a chance to put her hand around the knob,shoving his face into the small gap and using his broad figure to shield yours. "you need help putting the groceries away?"

she paused for a moment,eyeing him almost suspiciously and taking note of his disheveled hair. "peter,you're sweating. is everything okay?"

his cheeks burned and he coughed on his words,"yeah,(y/n)'s just sick so i was keeping the room super hot for her."

you gave a pathetic cough behind him to really seal the deal.

"oh sweetheart,are you okay?" May made an attempt to push past him but he was quick to shove her further into the hallway.

"no! you- you can't see her!"

her eyebrows furrowed.

"she's gross! like super,super gross! it's uhh.. period problems. she wouldn't want anyone other than me to see."

May scrunched her face before heartily laughing at her nephews awkwardness,though she relented. if you didn't want to see her,she wouldn't force it upon you.

you heard their floating conversation as Peter descended into the kitchen with her, 'Peter,you know even your aunt gets her period right?'

'eww gross!'

#peter parker #peter parker smut #mcu!peter x reader #mcu!peter parker #marvel mcu #tom holland #tom holland smut #𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬!₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊

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HAPPY NEW YEARSSS🎊🎊

thank u bae i totally missed this🥺🥺

#clemtalks!♡

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you're gripping peter so hard you feel woozy,the contracting muscles of his biceps rippling under your palms as you wailed -- "oh,god! pete!"

one of your legs was secured against his pistoning hip,his spidey-strength had him holding your entire body weight with one arm,tilting you slightly upwards in a way that had him fucking you so deeply you felt him in your stomach.

his other was at your waist,his flat palm nearly the size of your torso,using it to pull and twist you at an angle that satisfied you both. you often caught yourself wondering whether his sheer size,in more ways than one, was an effect of the bite or if he was just blessed by birth.

"such a pretty girl." he cooed,bringing a hand to run through your hair,lightly massaging your scalp in a way that had you purring.

he could tell by the glint in your eyes accompanied by the excessive gnawing at your lip,you needed more. he wanted you speechless. so,he lowered your ass to the bed,slightly tugging your body forward as he manoeuvred your legs securely over his shoulders,your thighs pressed tightly to his chest while he drilled into you.

the new position had you reeling,head thrashing against the pillows and a loud screech being ripped from you - "peter!"

"i know,baby,i know," wet kisses were placed against your ankle,his legs flexing as he used the muscle he had to pound into you.

there was a sudden flash of lights outside the window,blue and red pouring over the both of you,accompanied by the wail of sirens flooding the room. your head snapped to peter,knowing what that meant but still somewhat hopeful.

peter was biting down on his bottom lip,one hand splayed across your stomach as he concentrated on getting you where he needed you. he was pushing as deep as he possibly could,applying pressure to where he could feel himself slipping inside you in the hopes it would have you falling apart quicker.

there was a vibration on the nightstand,both of you audibly groaning at the contact name 'yuri watanabe',though yours ended in more of a moan.

"i need you to cum for me,baby,can you do that?" he leaned back against his heels,hitting you from an entirely different angle that had you crying out,red nails coming to scratch at his abs.

"hm?" he punctuated it with a particularly forceful thrust.

"yes! for you!" your eyes were screwed shut,mouth agape and ear splitting mewls leaving you.

"'atta girl." his thumb jutted out to rub circles at your clit,jaw clenched in deep focus.

the sounds of chaos outside were growing more prevalent,peters sense desperately dragging him to your window while he fought it off. what kind of a hero would he be if he left his girl high-and-dry to go stop some amateur bank robbery?

his movements against your clit sped up,switching from rubbing soft circles to expertly flicking the bud the way he knew you liked. he had you coming shortly after,clenching around him and almost deafening him with your squeals.

you focused on catching your breath,eyes heavy-lidded and basking in the aftermath of your orgasm. they opened to the sight of your boyfriend,mask in hand and kitted up,perched over your window sill. "wait! but- pete,you didn't finish?"

his head snapped to his phone vibrating once again on the dresser,which felt a lot more obnoxious this time,although he was thankful for the reminder. he had almost forgotten it.

he was over to your side of the room in less than 3 steps,pressing a kiss to your forehead while he snagged his phone. "i'll be just fine,baby,don't worry about it."

in a flash he was repositioned at the window once again,giving you one glance and a cheeky smile before pulling his mask over his face and diving out into the city.

the soft thwips of his web shooters grew quieter,more distant,as you eventually settled into bed,thinking of how you would repay him when he got back.

#insomniac spider man #insomniac games #peter parker blurb #tasm peter parker #peter parker smut #peter parker #mcu!peter parker #mcu!peter x reader #marvel mcu #tasm!peter x reader #tasm!peter parker #tasm spiderman #𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬!₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊

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it was nearly 4am when you were awoken by the loud thud of your boyfriend hitting the floor of your bedroom. his back was pressed just below your window sill,slipping with every struggled breath he took as he clutched his middle,trying to apply pressure to a wound.

"peter?" you knew who it was,seeing as you were face to face with the unmasked vigilante,but you approached with caution,arms extended as if to show him you could protect yourself.

he grunted,head tipping back to fall limp against the wall. the gravity of his injuries seemed to finally hit you as you surged forward,gasping "jesus,peter! where the fuck have you been?"

he bat your hands away before you could even touch him,a sigh "baby,could you just grab a medkit?" he sudden snappiness usuallly would have annoyed you,but your focus was given to more pressing things.

"i haven't got one!" you threw your arms up.

"what do you mean 'you haven't got one'!?"

"why would i just have a fuckin' medkit lying around!"

"-because your boyfriend is spider-man!" he had wasted the last of his energy raising his voice at you,slipping further down the wall and leaving a dirty smear in his trail. you could see his blood beginning to soak your carpet,your heart feeling like it was about to beat out of your chest.

"you asshole!" you would've kicked him if it weren't for his current state,instead supporting his head tightly under your arm as you gently lift him to a position that was less restricting of his airways.

you rid him of his suit,the cold immediately sending a shiver through him which had you snapping at him to 'stay fuckin' still!' while you applied pressure to the wound,the most you could do for him.

he knew your hostility was becoming a way of coping,dealing with the fact you didn't know whether the next time you saw him would be the last. he didn't blame you for it,as much as he lost his temper,but you sort of knew that. it was a kind of mutual understanding between the two of you,neither meant what they said in situations like these and it wasn't to be held against them.

"you can't keep doing this,peter." a sniffle,one that had you choking on your words. he felt his heart tug,or maybe it was just beginning to slow.

"i know.." it was barely audible,but you caught it. he was already healing,you just prayed it would be fast enough to stop him from bleeding out on your bedroom floor.

he felt the first droplet before he saw it,your shoulders beginning to shake as you were racked with sobs. "you're a real dick,you know that?"

"i do." he was carefully swirling a strand of your hair around his finger,feeling it was best to agree with you,let you vent it out.

"-and you're lucky to have me!"

"i am. not many people would have stuck around this long." your breath was steadying,as was his,the two of you were recovering.

there was silence for what felt like about a minute,him quietly studying you while you watched his wound close,something that never failed to amaze you.

"just- don't die. not in that stupid suit."

a laugh,"'wasn't planning on it."

"i'm serious,pete." you were suddenly cold,furiously tucking an uncooperative piece of hair behind your ear.

he took over for you,gently curling it between his fingers in a way that made it stay put,letting them linger just a moment longer.

you werent completely aware,but he wasnt joking. he meant it,he had no plans of dying while you were still breathing.

#peter parker blurb #peter parker #peter parker smut #tasm peter parker #tasm!peter x reader #tasm!peter parker #mcu!peter x reader #mcu!peter parker #insomniac games #insomniac spider man #spiderman smut #spiderman

[soraphic]

.. 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 ♱

D.A.M. — fetty wap

" an' you is so damn fine,

i'm so damn glad you're mine ! "

♱ ONE - SHOTS.

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♱ DRABBLES.

tell me — p. parker;slight nsfw.

first time — p. parker; slight nsfw.

wounded — p.parker; fluff.

cut short — p.parker; nsfw.

♱ HEADCANONS.

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♱ BLURBS.

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♱ MISC.

001. twtlinks!

[soraphic]

i haven't proofread this one yall be kind:(

the night air was stickily humid,the kind of weather that warranted open windows and skimpy night dresses. the kind that lured a certain spider back into your home,breaking many personal vows to just leave you alone. you had kept the room empty,dark,only dimly lit by the reflective light of the moon casting shadows through the lace curtains you'd left open - an invitation to his presence. it was a way of making him comfortable,even with the colourful chrome shielding his identity,the darkness just made him feel that bit more safe.

your thin sheets had been thrown to the side,only barely tickling your ankles as you watched him. your dark hair strewn over your shoulder,lipstick smudged and the spaghetti straps of your teasingly thin,black nightdress falling over your shoulders.

he breathed deeply,lips parting against the mesh of his suit as you ghosted yours over his. you were used to the retroreflective eyes of his suit,you almost felt as if you could see through them now. like you could see into him,past his physical appearance underneath the mask.

you ran a finger teasingly under the edge of the mask,bunching it around your fingers as you lifted it slightly. his breathing was steady,fingers gripping at your plush hips as you straddled him,giving you unadulterated control over him. you left it to rest just over his nose,revealing his almost paper-thin lips to you,pouted and swollen. you ran a thumb over the dip of his cupids bow,unusually defined. you rubbed gently at the almost lack of stubble decorating his top lip,biting back a smile at how new york city's spider-man was a boyish youth who could barely grow facial hair. your fingers were curled around his jaw,the deep red of your nails mixing with the ghostly pale of his skin,a perfect match to his costume. "what do you look like?" it was almost a whisper,your eyes trained on the big,white of his suit as if you could make contact with him that way.

he breathed deeply,"you know i can't,it wouldn't be--"

"no," you cut him off,leaning to press a wet kiss to the piece of fabric just above his cheekbone,"i don't want you to show me. just tell me."

he was dumbfounded for a moment,wetting his lips as he stared at you. what difference would a description make? after-all,you still wouldn't actually know.

"tell me,spider." you cooed,running your lips along his cheek,"what is it? big,brown eyes?" you moved to press a kiss to the tip of his nose,"a piercing blue?",another kiss to his eyebrow,"green?" you made contact with his eyes,pulling back slightly as if to ask him to answer you.

"brown,the first one."

you hummed at this,continuing to trail your lips toward his ear,wrapping them around the shell over his mask. "my favourite."

your declaration had him almost hopeful. "what about your hair?"

"it's also brown," he started,moving his head to try and chase your lips again,growing bored of you suckling at his clothed ear. "i guess you could say curly."

you pressed a chaste kiss to his lips,just to satiate him for the moment. "just my type,bug."

he let a breathy chuckle pass,one that had your ears pricking and your eyes flicking up to his face,not that you could really see his expression,anyway.

"you got any freaky birthmarks?"

"no." he sounded almost offended at the question.

"scars?"

"not any that you haven't already seen."

you hooked a leg around his waist,teasingly slow as you curled inwards,pulling him toward you. you leaned back on your elbows,making a complete show of the movement and showcasing your accentuated cleavage to him,the straps of your thin nightgown dangerously low.

"easy." he warns,conscious of the blaring city that needed to be patrolled just outside your window.

"what? afraid you might overstay your welcome?" the smirk you wore was sickly,it rattled peter so much he felt like his bones were overheating,pushing any kind of feelings beyond pure,animalistic attraction down before he even had chance to indulge.

"'thought i was always welcome,baby." he said it like a statement,leaning down to slot his body above yours. his right palm was flat beside your head,the dip in the bed causing your body to lay slightly lop-sided,your hip popping just enough to brush perfectly into the palm of his left hand,giving the flesh a soft squeeze.

you dodged his kisses,leaving him to press wet dots to your jawline as he whined beneath you. "don't you have a neighbourhood to be saving?"

"-not when i have a beautiful lady right here who needs my help." he was quick,running a clothed finger through your slick to emphasise his point.

#peter parker blurb #peter parker smut #peter parker #spiderman #spiderman smut #tasm peter parker #tasm!peter x reader #tasm!peter parker #marvel mcu #tom holland #tom holland smut #frat!peter #frat!peter parker #𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬!₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ #not too sure abt this one

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she will destroy you

synopsis: peter offers for you to take out your bad mood on him when you’re stressed. when he throws some taunting in the mix, the end result isn’t pretty. but it’s certainly fucking hot.

pairing: peter parker x reader (aged up obvs)

warnings: smut (18+), sub!peter and dom!reader, degrading, choking kink, oral sex (f receiving), light hitting

genres: friends to lovers, enemies to lovers energy honestly, kinda pwp, filthy filthy smut but i’m very proud of it oops

wc: 3k+

a/n: things going through my head while writing this– sub!peter, begging, this specific scene of kirsten dunst choking out that guy (the whole thing i saw on tiktok but i cannot find that rn), choking, listening to dreampop (hence the cocteau twins reference in the title), things that have been said to me irl during some ~steamy~ situations. i’m not usually into sub stuff but peter’s literally a fucking baby. i couldn’t resist. also huge inspo from @subspider​ <3

Your eyes are fixed on Peter’s arms. And legs. And jaw. And the slight array of freckles dotting his nose that aren’t that visible unless you’re up close, or if you’ve memorized him like the back of your hand. You sigh and revert your attention back to your phone, mindlessly scrolling through Instagram and rolling your eyes at acquaintances from high school. Memes. Dogs. Flash being an idiot. More useless memes. In a bored and irritated huff, you toss your phone to the floor next to you.

“What’s wrong?” Peter furrows his brows at you. You’re in his room, supposed to be studying, but your anxiety has manifested into a strange, unexplainable anger, and your leg currently cannot stop bouncing.

“Nothing, just had a shit day,” you mumble, burying your knees into your chest at you stare at your art history textbook. God, you were sick to death of memorizing arbitrary facts about dead white men.

“Wanna take out your frustration?”

You raise an eyebrow. Your eyes scan his body up and down, sizing him up. “And what does that entail?”

“I’ve got all this super strength,” Peter shrugs, tossing his notebook to the floor. “Punch me in the face if you want. Get all that adrenaline out.”

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[soraphic]

lil parker blurb cause i've been mia !!

his kisses were messy and uncoordinated,all teeth and no tongue,driven on pure desperation overriding the bashfulness that came with the inexperience. he was haphazardly pulling at your sweats,turning the pockets inside out,in an attempt to display his desire. you huffed slightly,following the general direction of the hands pawing at your waist and moving to straddle his lap,which had him letting out a whine swallowed by another kiss. you began rocking against him,too bored to taunt and make him beg. he brought his arms around your waist,fingers dipping into the arch of your back as he almost bear hugged you into position. this had you finally pulling back,sitting back on your heels against him and using your spread arms to create just enough distance between the two of you to speak while his lips pathetically chased yours.

"this the first time you hooked up with a girl,parker?" you quirked a brow at him,almost teasingly.

a deep blush spread across his freckled cheeks,the tips of his ears turning a deep red as he gawked at you. "what- no!.. plenty of times! too many to even count!" there was an uncertain waver in his voice,pitch cracking on the last word as if to question you on whether or not he was being believable.

you leaned in closer,taking a fistful of his hair and using it as leverage to pull his head back to rest over the edge of the couch,his lips parting with a small whimper as he gazed up at you like you hung the stars in the sky,full of submission. "i think we're far past the point of you having to lie to me to look cool,peter."

the usage of his name had him reeling,he felt like his eyes were rolling into the back of his head with the way his cock twitched in his jeans. "how'd you know i was lying?" he asked meekly,almost afraid of how humiliating the answer would be.

you snorted,completely unattractive yet music to his ears,"you were as hard as a rock the second you walked in here."

he was sure he felt the colour drain from his face,senses gone haywire as he stared back at you,mortified.

"'s okay,i'm flattered,really." you cooed,brushing a hand through the disheveled curls gracing his forehead. his eyes fluttered closed,soaking in the feeling,allowing you to sneak up and press your lips against his once more.

#*𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒!🧁.ೃ࿐ #𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬!₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ #men called peter #peter parker #peter parker smut #peter parker blurb #blurb #mcu #marvel mcu

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#peter parker #peter parker smut #spiderman #spiderman smut #marvel #marvel mcu

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u think i am joking but this is genuinely how i look while writing: “god, you’re so fucking wet” and “such a good girl” for the hundreth time in my miserable existence

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where are the pathetic whiney crying submissive peeta fanfics at????? 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

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i wanna kiss all over his face and stroke his hair and tell him he's my good boy

#peeta mellark #peter parker #men called peter #the hunger games peeta #the hunger games #spiderman #peter parker smut #peeta mellark smut #marvel #clemtalks!♡

[soraphic]

i'm sick of these thugs where's a submissive man that i can baby🥺🥺

#clemtalks!♡ #peter parker smut #peter parker #peeta mellark smut #peeta mellark #clapton davis

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'i want peeta to dom me so bad' that boy is 5,6 wit mommy issues he ain't dominating no one...

#need to call him my special boy while i tell him how smart my baby is #peeta mellark #the hunger games peeta #peeta mellark smut #clemtalks!♡ #*𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒!🧁.ೃ࿐

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connie is an ass man. he loves back shots.

#clemtalks!♡ #*𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒!🧁.ೃ࿐ #plug!connie #attack on titan #plug!connie smut #connie springer #plug!eren

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runaway is soooooo plug!connie i will die on this hill

#never was much of a romantic i could never take the intimacy #and i know i did damage cus the look in ur eyes is killing me😭😭😭 #i guess you are at an advantage cuz you could blame me for everything😭😭😭😭😭😭 #and ion know how imma manage if one day u jus up and leave😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #YOU BEEN PUTTIN UP WIT MY SHIT JUS WAY TOO LONG😭😭😭ITS SO HKM #clemtalks!♡ #plug!connie #attack on titan

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i love your connie fics they're so gooooooood 😭 im excited to read more of your stuff ! :)

thank u so much bae! i'm rlly trying hard to get some connie shit out but life kicking my ass rn😩

#clemtalks!♡ #i also forget to check my inbox so sorry if u sent this ages ago