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hanjisunglover · 2 months

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002. 𝟗 𝐌𝐌 - 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

001. <- 002. -> 003.

warnings: reader here is talking about her suicide thoughts so, if this trigger you do not read it.

words count: 2k

When you were a child, people always thought that maybe you could be a heroine.

You're not sure why, it's maybe the way that you always think of another compromise between two sides, or the way that you smile even if it hurts. You, never really get it. With powers, or without, you can't imagine yourself sitting on the edge of a skyscraper, looking at the city as if it were yours. Because New York was never yours.

You get up here, but it never felt right. You like the view, but you never loved it. It's the same when you just accept your fate and your don't go over that, you adapt yourself easily - pretty much all over the places.

At university, at work, with your family, with your friends. Everywhere, you seems to adapt, and sometimes this is good enough to make you survive. Because that's how you are, jumping around in places and surviving in every situation.

Or at least that what you do.

You can't imagine yourself as a hero, and not even an antihero, or a villain if that could interest someone. You are just, you. In your easy life, that started to be all chaotic and full of too many people that try to change it.

Like Han Jisung.

You are walking down the hall, your mind all around the places because after you left from home the same morning, Minho wasn't there in front of the gate of your house. He's calling sick, but he's never sick. His immune system it's the icon of health. But you didn't asked any questions about it, you just stayed there texting back with a light pout.

[ minho 07:50am ] too early to pout like that bunny.

His text makes you chuckle lightly, he knows you so well that he pictured you pouting like a baby because he's not there with you. You don't know that Deadpool it's on top of a skyscraper, moving his legs on the edge with his phone in his hand, your figure right down the street. He knows that you're doing because he's watching you from afar, but.. you don't know that.

And that breaks minho's heart a little, cause he's so scared of telling you who he really is, that he decide to just lie for your own good, if people that are against him knows that he cares about someone that much that he cares about you - that would put you in too much danger.

As you walk inside the University Minho sigh deeply, knowing that inside there he can't actually protect you like he should. That would be too crazy, getting inside the classes just to follow you in his costume, he would have too many attentions. Even if he likes it, he likes only your attention.

Minho stops when he hear a whistle from behind, he glance as with his hand he gets ready to grab his gun from the holster, "hey hey go easy Deady," the voice behind makes him groan in annoyance, "how many times I need to tell you to not call me like that."

Spider-man walk beside him with a toast in his mouth, the mask lightly up as his blue electric costume get in the older's visual, "how many times I need to tell you that I do not care?"

Deadpool roll his eyes, his arms crossed against his chest as he notice his friend with a bag pack, "so, you go in this university?"

"good try Deady, but I gotta go," Jisung says faking his flattering with a smirk, finishing his toast and putting on his jacket, before swinging away with his cobwebs.

You're walking down the hall, your headphones on with some noisy music that could describe perfectly your morning, when you noticed that today, it's exactly six months that your father is in jail. Your mind it's blurry, you can't actually figure out why he did it. Why he started to sell drugs right in the shop, right under your nose, and you never noticed. You never noticed because his smile was always the same, and the money never increased that much to shock you, you never thought that could happened to you; to your mother and your grandmother. You barely can have a conversation with them, without your eyes to tear up or your angry to cover your gentle tone that you have with them. Something changed in you that day. It's hard to say what, to say why, it's just happened. You started to enter in your room from the window at night, almost like an inspected visitor in your own apartment, Your mother always down on the couch, a blanket over her body to rest the poor hours of break from her two jobs, your grandmother always look at the little window in the living room. She doesn't do the crosswords week anymore, and you're too tired to fight about it, you're too tired to do more of the things. You're slowly drowning.

You're too inside your mind that you don't notice that you bump into a boy, you quickly turn almost tripping in your own feet. "God are you okay?" You asks with your eyes wide open.

Jisung immediately grabs your shoulders to steady himself, and his face is flushed red from embarrassment and adrenaline from the sudden movement. "Oh no, no, it's alright." he chuckles and smiles at you. "You're quite nimble for a clumsy girl, hm?"

"am I?" You chuckles as you blush a little when his hands moves his hands away from your shoulders. His shoulders relax, and he recognized you right away. Even if he save a lot of people during his work-day, he remembers you like a sunny day. He remember your bright smile that you gave to him as he left with his cobwebs and a smile hidden by his mask. That made him feel, so alive, so happy for what he does and his little work. Is not that little, but he's not confident yet.

"yeah, yeah you looks like it." He grin lightly.

Your eyes try to catch a single sign of awkwardness, but his whole vibe it's so friendly that makes you feel like you should talk to him more than you wish, "Did we ever met before?"

Jisung shakes his head, blushing as he try so hard to not get out his big secret, he's not that good to keep them. "I don't think so, I would definitely remember a pretty girl like you."

You can hear your best friend calling you from the end of the hall, in the class that you are supposed to be, because your lesson start in exactly two minutes. "well, I'm gonna see you around..?"

"Jisung, call me Jisung," he says softly with a light smile, he moves his hand close to yours, you hold it really quick before walking away with speedy steps, "I'll see you around Jisung!"

You're sitting at the edge. Looking down at the view of the city, why everything looks and seems so small for you? New York City is one of the biggest city that you ever see, you're moving your feet against the edge of the Manhattan bridge in the middle of the night. You feel that city suffocating you, getting around your neck and squeeze it in a slow, making you suffering and desiring to just escape from there. Escape from New York, for your father, from your life.

But at the same time you feel guilty to imagining yourself taking that plane, leaving your mother, your grandmother, Minho. You can't think about your life without imagining Minho in it, you feel him so close in your bones that is the only no-suffocating emotion that you feel. His voice, his touch, makes you feel loved.

You blush at the thought of the guy, shaking your head lightly as you sigh deeply. You don't understand why you feel and what you feel about him, you never complained his attentions or his sarcastic comments. He was there for you when you dad tried to call you from the prison, he was there when your grandma got back home, he was still there after sawing your crying face from the horrible fight with your mother. He never judged you, he just grabbed the clothes on the floor in your room with a light smile and he just said "let me clean you up."

He was there. And honestly, right now you just want to go. You just want to run away, to hide, to feel your feelings and just escape from that reality that hurts more than you can imagine. A big sigh escape your lips as you look down again, the jump seems an easy escape. The only chance.

"hey blondie," a blue electric suit sits right next to you, "are you getting ready for a big jump?" You squirm surprised as she turn to the side, a Spiderman's mask shows to you.

He sounds friendly even if he's talking about something that deep to you, you feel the adrenaline through your veins just to talk about that, "I- maybe?"

His head tilts a little, you can imagine a confused face on him, even if you don't know who is actually under the mask. Could be anyone to you. "maybe? so I should stay here."

"no I think, I think you can actually go."

"do you like the view?" Spiderman murmurs as your eyes land down, on the busy streets, the people walking, the loud chaos of Manhattan. "no, I hate it."

"Jeez me too," He giggle, and that sounds makes you turn in his direction, he's still looking at you. "really? but.. 're Spiderman."

You chuckles, as his hand moves really close to your thigh, just in case you move too close to the edge to fall. "and? and Spiderman can't like the city that he's from?"

"no I mean, you protect this city." His confused voice still running around your thoughts, "protecting the city, and liking the city, are two different things for me sweetheart." You nods lightly with a chuckle, 'cause you can feel the meaning. Is the same for you, you don't like the city but you're still here; for your mother, your grandma, and maybe you're starting to accept even the fact that you want to stay for Minho too.

"can I show you something?" Spiderman talks lightly, almost like a whisper that is really hard to hear, you turn your head to him and you nod lightly confused.

Suddenly you're in his arms. Swinging around the city. You scream as you hold yourself on his body, his arm is around your waist, "Oh my god!"

"you are a natural," Jisung chuckles when he swings between the skyscrapers, his strong arm holding your waist as you try not to scream every time his webs drop you dead weight among the city lights. "this is my favourite way to see the city."

Looking down to the streets, you feels your stomach drop, the beautiful scenario shows in front of your eyes. "oddio.. Oddio!" Every time you get flustered, or even scared, you talk in Italian for stressful moments. Jisung laugh loudly when he hears your really loud screams, "what was that angel?"

His talks are right against your ear, making you blush and feels butterflies all over your stomach, you should say something but in a couple seconds of silence he puts you down right in front of the little pizza place of your parents, you can feel that he really doesn't want to let you go and his arm slowly moves away form your wait. "well I, I should go."

"Spiderman I- can I ask you a favor?"

He stops before he could move or step away from you, his eyes are over you as you can see from the movements of the mask how happy he looks, "yes?"

Your eyes are filling with needs, you want revenge. "Can you, go over Deadpool? he did.. something to me and my family. we - I need revenge for that. I want him in jail."

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dc-polls · 5 months

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"That Really Happened?!" DC Comics Tournament Entry #24

Animal Man discovers the Fourth Wall

[ID: Comic panel close up of Buddy Baker who turns towards the audience, eyes wide in shock and says, "I can see you!" /END ID]

What Happened?

After the tragic death of his family, Buddy Baker (aka Animal Man) takes peyote with a friend and has hallucinations where he finds out that his life has been repeatedly retconned into what it is today. He encounters a previously retconned version of himself who was rendered sterile after exposure to the radiation that gave him superpowers and thus couldn't have the kids that Buddy just lost. Buddy wants to know who has been causing the retcons and is told to look behind him. From a single comic panel, Buddy looks out in fear as he sees past the Fourth Wall, looking directly at the comic book reading audience.

What's pretty wild about this all is that a) his knowledge of the Fourth Wall continues far beyond this story and b) they never use it for jokey, joke Deadpool-style humor of addressing the audience. It's fully addressed as a cosmic horror story to be viewed by millions of readers and having zero control over your own life or privacy from watching eyes. He has a full-on existential crisis over this and everything. And yet he still has to go to other series like Justice League Europe and pretend that everything is still as it was.

Tournament polls will be posted after all entries are up. As always you can find all posts related to the tournament using #dc-polls-trh

#dc-polls-trh #dc comics #buddy baker #animal man

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pandagyaru · 7 months

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This isn't 2023 or whatever you just said

Deadpool x 2009 Gender neutral reader

Early 2000s au with my favorite man with a very big uh

Personality.... yeah personality lolz

Anyways my thought process is like, what if dp goes back in time on accident and needs to find out what year it is. Like 2009 or something. But he meets the prettiest little human, aka you dollies!

P.s: Your apartment is like all rooms in one, kinda like dps in the movie, except your bathroom is private, LMAO.

P.p.s: the reader is very no descriptive. Besides the fact they wear glasses!

A swirling noise fills the dark void of your open space apartment. You sit up in bed and slide your sleeping mask up on your forehead. A purple and orange hole in the abyss that is your living room. You blink the eye crusties and boogers away as you stare at it, blinking like a frog as you get used to the strange light. A red and black clad body shoots through the portal, landing on your comforter.

"WHAT THE FUCK" You shout, crawling up to your headboard. You hurry and flick on your bedside lamp to get a good look at the dead body? You don't know if the person is dead or not, but God, you didn't wanna find out. It suddenly sits up with a gasp, its head snapping towards you. It points at you.

"YOU! WHERE AM I?" The voice is masculine, so you're assuming it's a guy. I mean, you're hoping what you're assuming is right. It may be 2009, but you'd hate to misgender this stranger in your bed.

"Uh, you're in my apartment. May I ask where the fuck you came from?" You ask, leaning over and grabbing your glasses of your nightstand, slipping them on your face.

"Right, your apartment. I came from a mansion, not mine. Like a friends mansion" He explains, looking around at all your "ancient" looking belongings. "Say is it 2023?"

"Huh? 2023? No, it's 2009. Are you okay? Did you hit your head on my bed post? Like, I understand you like spawned in my apartment, but I dont think time travel is possible. doctor who" you joke, nudging your foot at him. His head whips to you.

"2009?" He asks. You nod and pull out your iPhone 3G, turning it on and showing him the date.

"Yeah. It's also 3 am. So, if you're staying, my couch pulls out into a bed. I do have to warn you, I have work at like 9 am" You tell him, getting up incase you have to pull the couch bed out. He looks over at your couch and then back at you.

"Or we could share this cozy ass bed you got yourself here." He flirts, leaning back on your bed and trying to seem seductive. You blush.

"I'll pull out the couch" you mutter, speed walking over to the couch. You bend over to grip the metal bars under the couch cushions.

"You're supposed to remove the cushions' first sugar butt" He says, standing up and walking over to you. Your face feels hot at the petname. "Its like a sleepover! All we need is movies and snacks"

"I have work, remember?" You state, picking up and throwing the couch cushions. The bed sliding out and setting itself down on the hardwood floor. He looks over at you.

"Yeah, at 9am. When did you go to bed?" He asks. You look over at him.

"Like 8pm. I was exhausted today"

"So you've had 7 hours of sleep. If we watch one movie, you'll get like 5 more hours. You'll be fine" He says, plopping his leather clad fat ass (I just had to specify that btw) on the couch bed. You think it over. You sigh.

"Fine, but we're watching catwoman. Halle Berry is gorgeous in that movie" You say, walking over to your DVD rack. You crouch down to read all the titles of movies you have. You find the movie you want and peek over your TV stand to your DVD player. You put the movie in. "Have you ever seen this movie?" You ask, walking back over to thr couch bed. Deadpool wades (HA GET IT?) over his response. The truth is he hasn't seen it in fucking forever.

"I have, but it's been a while," He answers.

"Oh yeah how long? I watched it the other day"

"About 15 years. Give or take"

"It came out 5 years ago..."

"Right right its 2009"

"Wait so you're actually from the future? Holy shit. What's life like?" You jump up and grab his shoulders.

"Technology is definitely better then what you have in this place. I'll tell ya that for free. God your phone is God awful" He jokes, smashing his hand on your face.

"Hey, that's the latest phone! I'm cool!" You shout, grabbing his wrist, trying to pull his hand off your face. He laughs. "I know we just met. But would you be able to show me what 2023 looks like?" You ask, looking into the whites of his mask.

"Uh, i don't know if it transports more then one person. But I could try." He mutters, watching the way your eyes light up.

The night ended with you falling asleep on him halfway through the movie.

LOVE YA!

#x male reader #x gn reader #x gender neutral reader #deadpool imagine #deadpool x reader #deadpool headcanon #deadpool #deadpool x male reader #deadpool x you #Spotify

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regamoth · 1 year

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A home night date with gf!Aespa (fem!reader)

⋆ Masterlist

⋆ This is only Headcanon.

⋆ Pairings: fem!reader x gf!AESPA

⋆ Note: I got 17.5/20 on my Korean exam today! Also, I'm testing Rosalia's coke flavor. It's weird, but good, kind of tastes like cotton candy, and child medicine. I'm gonna finish the can but I will not buy another one 🤧

Karina: I'm sure she'll make you watch Disney movies like Rapunzel or Frozen and you will not have a choice but to sing all the songs together. In the end, it's almost karaoke lol. Lots of fooood, mostly ice cream, noodles, and Tteokbokki. Loves doing your skincare and makeup, almost doing asmr on you. She loves relaxing you, giving you massages if you want to. Sometimes when she doesn't have enough energy to sleep late, you'll have tea and read together, if you do not want to read yourself she'll read to you, helping you fall asleep slowly. Lots of cuddling. She loves brushing your hair with her hand, paying attention to not hurt you. A date night with you is very soothing and calming.

Giselle: Bought a polaroid and takes lots of pictures, of you, of the activities you do together, the food you eat, everything. She wants to keep a lot of memories. Matching pyjamas for sure. You'll watch superhero movies like Deadpool, old spiderman, and Captain America. She prepares a good bath for both of you (with essential oils, a bath bomb, and some candles. She plays the guitar for you. She wants you to do her makeup, she thinks it's fun. You bring her her favourite coffee and she's so happy she buys you your favourite dessert. I feel like she would have tried to bake a cake or some sweets like macarons. When it's time to go to bed she takes you in her arms and falls asleep with you as her plushie.

Winter: She definitely made you dinner and dessert. Meanwhile, she sent you a list of snacks to buy. Because she loves snacks, she's an expert you can trust her. You watch 2 movies, one she chose (probably a war movie or an action movie), and one you chose. Even if she doesn't like the type of movie it is or if you guys already saw it a hundred times. You eat A LOT. Maybe no matching pyjamas but at least the same colour. She cuddles with you while watching the movies and eventually falls asleep on your lap if it's getting too late. She prepared a comfy bed that smells good so you're cozy and feeling good. She's very hugable, like a squishmallow.

Ningning: You'll obviously watch Titanic because it's her favourite movie (she might cry). Home karaokeeee. Blackpink songs all over the place. The type to twerk when her favourite song is playing. She gives you lots of kisses and back hugs. You eat pizzas and also watch Shrek, to the point where you two can redo the scenes. At 3am you watch puppies that are for adoption on the internet and imagine what it'll be like when you'll have your own. She does your makeup and skincare, and she likes taking care of you. When it's time to fall asleep, she puts her head on her chest and grabs your waist, then she falls asleep listening to your heartbeat.

#aespa #aespa winter #aespa giselle #aespa ningning #aespa karina #ning ning #aeri #kim minjeong #winter #aespa imagines #aespa wlw #aespa kpop #aespa headcanons #aespa fluff #aespa lesbian #aespa x reader #aespa x fem!reader #aespa imagine #aespaxfem!reader

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starryjeekies · 2 years

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~ Double Trouble ~

Pairing: park seonghwa x fem!reader x lee know

Genre: smut, pwp

Summary: your boyfriend, lee know, has been in a particular mood ever since kingdom ended. so he asks you if you would be down to allow a third into your bedroom activities. when he mentions seonghwa, the other ‘98 liner he made friends with on the show, you’re intrigued and don’t mind giving it a shot.

Warnings: pure smut, hard dom!leeknow, hard dom!seonghwa, aftercare, degradation (name calling), oral (fem receiving), guided masturbation, protected sex, unprotected sex (please wrap it), dacryphilia, humiliation, exhibitionism, spanking, if there’s more lmk!!

Words: 7k

A/N: hello. again. so. fun fact: lee know and seonghwa are two of my biases from ateez and stray kids. and i loved seeing them interact. so i wanted to write something that would include both of hem because they both make me weak. i’m taking requests too so feel free to message me!

You find yourself in an interesting predicament. With the grueling hours of recording your boyfriend had to go through with Kingdom, leaving you little to no time to spend with him, you expected that when you did hang out he would just want to cuddle and relax. Instead, you would start off that way but it quickly escalated in feverish passion as Minho would order you to be good for him and if you obeyed his rules, you would be greatly rewarded. And wanting to make sure he was enjoying himself, you were obedient and in turn greatly rewarded with multiple orgasms that left your thighs shaking. Even though it was only once a week, the sex left you craving more.

Now that Kingdom is finished and your boyfriend’s band won the title, he can relax for a while before having to do any more schedules. Today, you two are cuddling on your couch while watching some YouTuber you decided to put on reacting to the different stages. Your arms are wrapped around his waist while his hand rests on your thigh, holding it securely to keep you fastened to his side. You enjoy just being near him, listening to his heartbeat.

“What was your favorite stage we did?” He wonders, not taking his eyes off of the TV.

“Mm, I really liked the Deadpool stage. You all looked like you had a lot of fun on stage.” You reply, craning your neck up slightly to try and look at him.

“That was a lot of fun, there were a lot of different creative liberty moments we did.” You can tell he’s smiling by the tone of his voice. “What was your favorite Mayfly stage?”

“I would be a bad partner if I didn’t say yours.” You chuckle at his question. “But seriously, you killed it with that cover. I thoroughly enjoyed watching you and the others on stage. You seemed to work really well with everyone.”

“You think so?” He looks down at you, seeing you telling the truth. “I made some really good friends because of it.”

“Oh yeah? Like who?” You wonder, hearing him talk about Ateez or BToB before.

“Seonghwa hyung from Ateez, it was nice to meet someone else born in ‘98. We were able to bond and speak comfortably with each other.” He smiles, starting to rub your thigh lightly. “He was really kind.”

“Good, he always seemed intimidating on stage but when I saw you talking with him, it looked like you two got along well.” You say, remembering him talking to Seonghwa when the Mayfly unit were interacting together before they started planning stages.

You knew of the different groups he would be performing against, especially Ateez who seem to be up and coming with extremely talented members. You never got a chance to meet them, but watching their stages on different shows only demonstrates to you how formidable opponents they were in the Kingdom. Seonghwa stood out a lot during the show, dawning bright red hair for part of it that captured your attention a lot of the time. During their Wolf stage, he was easy to spot and showed extremely powerful moves. He looked intimidating at first with his intense facial expressions, but talking with Minho, he showed his soft demeanor.

“He was really kind then, still kind now. We’ve hung out a few times since Kingdom ended.”

“Good, I’m glad you were able to keep some friends after the show. I know Changbin still talks to Wooyoung.”

“We even ended up talking about you.”

Now your ears pique with curiosity. You sit up to look at him, wondering how the topic of you was ever brought up. “Oh?”

“Well, you are my home screen on my phone.” He chuckles, seeing your worry. “He asked who you were so I explained. Told him that you were just this pest who attaches to my hip at any given moment.”

“Oh, great, glad to know that’s where I stand.” You huff, rolling your eyes.

He laughs, pulling you in for a kiss to your temple. “No, I was being a good boyfriend and doting over you. Told him when we met, how long we’ve been together, and that you’re amazing in many ways.”

“Many ways, huh?” You tease, seeing him look at you seriously.

“Yeah, how your humor matches mine, that you constantly give me a good challenge, and you’re great between the sheets.” He winks, seeing your cheeks tint red.

“Oh shut up, you did not.” You slap his chest lightly, fully believing he would. You and Minho aren’t exactly quiet in what you two do, having been caught by the other members multiple times before. You know that he can be known as an exhibitionist at times, not shameful at all when his friends catch him.

“It was innocent at first, telling him how you’re always so good for me, how you listen to every command, and then it got to how pretty you looked all fucked out.” He smirks, watching your reaction with a slight hum in his voice.

Your body feels warm at the praise, always loving when his voice lowers and rumbles in your ear. “Didn’t realize you share such intimate details with your friends.”

“Well, only when friends are interested enough.” He says plainly.

You look between his eyes, wondering what he means. “Interested?”

He sees your curiosity and takes in the fact you don’t have a hint of worry in his voice. “I had a feeling when I met him that he would be fun to be around. It wasn’t until a few days ago when we hung out did we realize we have similar fantasies.”

The wheels start turning in your head as an ember starts fizzing in your core. “So you’re saying we should include Seonghwa in our sexual escapades?”

“I’m asking you if you’d be open to it.” His face is serious but his tone is casual, showing he’s not joking but won’t be upset if you say no. “All in all, it’s up to how comfortable you are with it. I know you haven’t met him yet, but he could come over, we could eat some dinner, and you can get a feel for him before deciding.”

“And he’s like you in that sense?”

“As far as I’m aware.”

You can’t help but feel some excitement at the aspect of having another dom in the bedroom. You’d never ask another one of the Stray Kids members as they already see too much of you and none of them would be able to dom you like Minho. A man who you have no ties to, who apparently can have a hold on you and make you submit, it entices you. “I mean, I wouldn’t be opposed to the idea. See if he can come over sometime next week and I can make dinner.”

“Really?” He can’t contain the tang of excitement as you agree. “I can send him a text to see when he’s free.”

“Good, I hope you’re right about him.” You smirk, going back to lying your head on his chest.

It didn’t take long for Seonghwa to respond, saying he’ll have the day off on Thursday so he could be over for lunch. Lee Know gives him your address and tells him to just come on in when he arrives. You started making the duruchigi while your boyfriend cleans up the living room and makes it cozy. The anticipation in your stomach bubbles as the time for him to arrive inches closer and closer.

Lee Know’s arms wrap around your waist as he hums into your neck, his body warmth enveloping you. Your light startle is quickly satiated by his touch, his hand sneaking under the waistband of your pants to rest on your hips. “Wearing lace today? Might get eager?”

“You never know, but I’m going to need you to be on your best behavior so I’m not influenced by you.” You tease, leaning back into his touch. “I’ve got to make sure I can have fun as well.”

“Okay, okay, I’ll do my best.” He smirks, leaving a light kiss on your neck. “But now that I know that, it might be hard.”

There’s a light knock at your door and you two look to see the tall man slowly peek through your door, looking at the two of you in the kitchen. “Hello,”

“Welcome! Come on in,” Minho takes his hands from your pants and pulls them up slightly, causing you to giggle. He walks over to Seonghwa, greeting him with a light hug. “Glad you could make it.”

“It wasn’t too hard to find, thankfully.” He says, taking off his shoes and jacket. As he fully stands up and your boyfriend starts leading him towards you, you notice how handsome he is in person. You’ve seen him on TV multiple times, but he’s more gorgeous in person. He’s slightly taller than Minho and his intimidating aura is gone. He’s very polite in bowing as he walks up to you, trailing Minho as they walk into the kitchen. His eyes are big and doe like and you wonder how Minho was able to figure out he’s a hard dom like him. “It’s nice to meet you, thank you for welcoming me.”

“My pleasure, I’m glad Minho was able to make more friends.” You smile, taking your attention away from the duruchigi to fully focus on him. “I’m always happy to meet them.”

“Dinner should be ready soon, if you want to take a seat at the table.” Minho suggests, grabbing down a few bowls from your cupboards to place them next to the cooked duruchigi next to the skillet.

Seonghwa turns to go to the table, leaving you to whisper in Lee Know’s ear, “I hope you’re right.”

“I know I am, just give him time.” He smirks, kissing your cheek playfully.

Once lunch has been dished out with rice and some vegetables, the three of you sit at the table and start eating. You let Minho steer the conversation so you can get to know Seonghwa, watching him open up from his shy shell little by little. It seems to help as he starts asking questions about you and your life, what you do for work and what other music you like. It feels comfortable as you completely disregard your food, interested in learning about him. One question keeps nagging you in the back of your head, how is this man a hard dom?

“Well, that was delicious as always. Thank you, my love.” Minho says, kissing your cheek as he gets up from his spot. “I have to run to the bathroom really quick and then I can help you wash the dishes.”

“No worries, babe.” You smile, grabbing his bowl. You step up to the sink, rinsing out the bowl from the leftover sauce and rice. The silence in the room is deafening but not awkward.

“Thank you for lunch, I really appreciate it.” Seonghwa stands up from his spot, pushing back his black hair while walking up to you with his bowl.

“Thank you for coming over, it’s been enlightening to get to know you.” You smile, taking his bowl from his hands. Now being alone with him, now is the best time to ask that question. “So, Seonghwa, you’re really kind and sweet and polite.”

“Oh, thank you,” He turns bashful, covering his ears for a moment.

“Which makes me wonder how you and Lee Know can share sexual interests.” You glance over at him to see his stunned look. “Come on, don’t be shy now. That’s the whole point of you being over here, is it not?”

You see him take a moment to compose himself before his doe eyes turn lidded, looking at you differently. You can feel the air shift around him as it brings a shift in you too. “Are you suggesting I can’t take control?”

“Not at all.” You quip, quick to answer. “Lee Know is teasing, demanding, and takes control of situations in normal life which is easily transferred over to our sex life. Not that I mind one bit. But someone who is so sweet and polite in normal life, I wouldn’t pick them as 100% dominant in the bedroom.”

A small smirk comes across his face, taking another step forward towards you. His head is tilted in wonder. “You see the way I am on stage?” With a nod from you, he continues, “That is the side that transfers to the bedroom.”

“Ah, I see now.” You look into his eyes, seeing that same determined look in his eyes that you see from his performances. “Now that we have that cleared up, any questions?”

His eyes scan down your body, taking in all of you for the first time. He tugs his bottom lip between his teeth before his eyes return to yours. “Are you alright being tied up?”

“Neckties or rope?” You ask back, now completely disregarding the dishes in the sink. You can feel that same familiarity of excitement as you get with Lee Know at fun suggestions to liven up the bedroom from time to time.

A groan escapes his throat as all distance is removed from you two, his body almost pressing into yours as your hips rest against the counter. His breath is hot and lightly fanning on your lips. “Favorite position?”

“Cowgirl, specifically with my hair being pulled.” You explain, your skin crawling in anticipation and heat.

“And safeword?”

“Mercy.”

The sexual tension only builds between you as he gently rests his hands on either side of you, craning his neck to whisper into your ear. “If you allow me, you’ll be under my mercy.”

You’re interrupted by the sound of footsteps as Minho comes back from the bathroom, looking at the scene unfolding in front of him. “Getting acquainted, are we?”

Seonghwa takes a half step back, not knowing how he would react to him making insinuations to his friend’s girlfriend.

You, on the other hand, can’t contain your excitement. “Minho?”

“Yes?”

“Yes.”

His eyebrows perk up, seeing you clearly disheveled at whatever conversation you had with him. He smirks, taking in your bowed head but desperate eyes. “Now?”

“Now.” You repeat, affirming that you wanted this. Your eyes meet Seonghwa’s, seeing his worry diminish. “If you’re good with now.”

A small smile makes his way to his lips, looking between your hazed eyes. “Now is good.”

“If that’s the case,” Lee Know pushes his sleeves higher up on his arms, looking at you expectantly. “Can you go to the bedroom, baby girl?”

You almost launch yourself up from the counter and start walking to your bedroom. The door opens easily as you push through, working to remove your shirt and pants quickly and discarding them in the corner near your laundry hamper. Lee Know liked it whenever you were good for him and stripped down to your underwear and presented neatly on the bed for him. Your dark purple lace matching set you were wearing was just for tonight in case you did enjoy Seonghwa and the idea of him. You’re glad it didn’t go to waste.

After a few minutes sitting on your knees with your hands perfectly placed in your lap, Minho opens the door, revealing his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows and the top four buttons on his shirt are opened, revealing his chest. Seonghwa stands behind him with the only changed feature being his buckle and pants button are undone. You wriggle in your seat lightly as to what’s to come.

“Oh, pretty baby got ready for us too.” Minho coos, slowly striding up to you and taking your chin in his hand. “How precious, and you didn’t know if you were going to enjoy this.”

“I was wrong, sir.” You respond, looking up at him. “I’m sorry.”

“That’s okay, but I’m glad you trusted me.” He places a kiss on your forehead, all too sweet for what he wants to do. He removes himself from you and goes back to Seonghwa, motioning upwards with his hand. “Stand up.”

You follow his command, standing up from the bed to face the two. Minho has a smug look on his face as usual, whereas Seonghwa is just hungry. His eyes tell how he wishes he could be able to kiss you already but patiently waits for Minho to give him permission.

“Panties off.”

Your fingers hook into the edges of the lace and pull them past your knees where you step out of them slowly, your eyes glued to your boyfriend’s. If you know his routine, you know you should get on the bed next.

“Now, I want you to give Seonghwa a show.” You called it. “I want you to show him how much you want him.”

You sit on the bed and scoot back, feeling slightly embarrassed to be doing this the first time you meet him. But Lee Know knows you better than you think, so he knows you secretly enjoy being humiliated. You’re seated in the middle of your bed, looking at Seonghwa now while your legs slowly open, showing him your most vulnerable parts. After letting your middle and ring finger rest on your tongue for a moment, you gently rub against your clitoris, exposing your labias every few passes by.

“Start off slowly, darling. Can’t have you getting yourself off yet.” Minho looks on, watching as your gaze flickers between him and the new party involved. “You need to prove to Seonghwa that you’re ready for this.”

The cool air hits your entirety now, your wetness spreading all over your lower half as you go from dipping your fingers between your walls to giving your clit a few strokes before repeating the process. Your breathing starts to labor as you try to build up an orgasm, wishing to show them that you’re prepared for whatever they deal out. Slight whimpers start falling from your lips as you hear Seonghwa groan, watching you unravel yourself in front of him.

“Doesn’t she look pathetic, Seonghwa?” Minho purrs, having both of you right where he wants you. “She does what I say, even with someone she just met watching, waiting to be used.”

“She’s very pathetic and very obedient.” His voice is low and somewhat strained. “Is she ever a brat?”

“Rarely, only when she wants a punishment.” He smirks, seeing the way your hips start to flex at your built up pleasure. “But she’s being a good little slut tonight, for now.”

You can feel your coil starting to tighten, the backhanded praises doing wonders for your arousal. You can see how both men are straining against their pants now, at least half hard with watching you chase a high. Your eyes close as you can feel the delicious burn of release coming, trying to hold on as long as you can.

“Eyes open.” Minho demands, causing you to groan and open your eyes to see him. “You’re close, aren’t you?” When he receives a nod, he smiles devilishly. “Then stop.”

With a heave of your chest, you pull your hand away and can feel it ebb away, leaving your hand a mess but not near to satisfaction.

“Why don’t you let Seonghwa taste how sweet you are?” He asks, looking towards his friend with a glint in his eyes.

Seonghwa slowly steps further into the room past Minho, walking up to your outstretched hand. He grabs your wrist and lets his tongue lie flat against your fingers before gently sucking your fingers off with a groan. His eyes never leave yours except when they flutter shut for a second, taking in all of you. He pulls your fingers out of his mouth gently, watching your flushed face get more aroused.

“Delicious, isn’t she?” Minho has seated himself in the chair on the other side of the room, able to watch you both.

“Very, thankful you could share her with me.” He smirks, still holding onto your wrist.

“Why don’t you get your fill of her then?” He asks, letting him take the wheel first. “You better listen to him, darling. My orders.”

“Yes, sir.” You rasp out, watching Seonghwa as he gets up from the bed, taking off his sweater now. Underneath it, he’s toned with his abs poking out ever so slightly in the dim light of the room. He’s gorgeous, you can’t lie. Though your heart stays with Minho, he’s allowing you a taste of something else.

“Lie down, love.” He orders and you fall flat on your back, knees now bent so he can hold onto you. He grabs your hips and pulls you closer to the edge of the bed, allowing his knees to rest on the floor while your pussy is directly in front of him. He looks up at you with sultry eyes as his hands hold you open. “Don’t cum until I tell you or else you’ll get punished, understood?”

You nod, sitting up on your elbows so you can see him. “Yes, sir.”

He smiles at the title, then starts his work on you. Firstly flattening his tongue against all of you, the warmth of it causes you to gasp out before he starts to work his tongue in you, feeling every inch of you. His tongue makes great work against your walls, making sure that you feel him in every way possible. When you feel empty again, he works on your clit, making sure it gets just as much attention as the rest of you. While you squirm, he holds you down tightly to keep your legs from clamping around his head.

The little jolts that are sent through your body cause you to whimper and try to hold yourself down. You don’t want to orgasm, but god damn if he keeps up his pace swirling your clit around to sucking on it gently then diving back into your hole, he’s going to drive you insane. You can only imagine how messy it is but don’t care; he’s giving you immense pleasure without ever breaking eye contact. When you look at Lee Know, you see he’s pulled his cock out from his pants, lazily stroking himself while he watches the scene unfold. His voyeurism takes over, watching as you get tongue fucked by his friend. When his eyes meet yours, he half grins while he gently squeezes his hand around himself and causes both him and you to groan out in pleasure. “F-Fuck, Seonghwa, so good…”

He hums around your clit, making you clamp down on nothing as you try to stave off the building of your orgasm. “You’re being so good for me, you can last a little longer.”

“I-I can’t.” You breathe out, back arching up to gain more friction against his mouth. “It feels so good, I can’t hold out much longer.”

“Don’t cum.” He commands, keeping his eyes locked on you. “Or else you’ll be punished.”

Your whine is high pitched as you feel your first orgasm of the night start budding in your core, his assault on your clitoris not helping at all. You try to hold your breath to keep it from crashing over you but that only helps for a moment before the tall man sucks harshly on your clit that sends you crashing down. Your sweaty chest heaves as euphoria rushes over you, allowing you to finally come down from the tension wrapped tightly within you. Seonghwa doesn’t stop until your walls stop flexing around his tongue and the realization comes over you about what you’ve just done. Minho knows you’re not good at prolonging your orgasm, maybe he told Seonghwa that as a way to make sure you get a punishment tonight. You wouldn’t put it past him.

“Now, what did I say about not cumming, doll?” Seonghwa’s tone is too sweet for comfort, making you feel like something is coming very soon.

“I-I’m sorry, sir, you felt so good. I tried, I really did.” You swear, looking at him with pleading eyes while you start coming to.

He pulls away fully, wiping off his chin with his thumb. “On your hands and knees, facing the headboard, now.”

You push up on your elbows and turn over, fully presenting your ass to him. You keep your eyes trained on the bed, fearful of what might happen if you were to look back. You hear the man get into the nightstand and get out a condom from the stash you have, probably with the direction of Minho. After a moment of silence, you hear and feel a loud smack come across your ass, causing you to screech out and rest your forehead against the sheets. The sting from the slap lingers around the edges of where his hand hit.

Seonghwa rubs his hand across the reddening skin, soothing over the warm area. “I told you you’d be punished. No slut goes unpunished.”

“I’m sorry. I tried to-” You feel another smack come across your other cheek, your body jolting again.

“‘I’m sorry’, what?”

“I-I’m sorry, sir. You just felt so good, sir.” You whine, the sting lingering longer this time. “I couldn’t hold it any longer.”

“If you’re going to cum that easy,” He says before he lands another loud smack, your hands balling up into fists as his hand rubs the red area gently. “Then you better cum again for me before I do.”

“You can do that, right, baby?” Minho coos from his seat, watching the tears form at the corners of your eyes. He sees you nod and asks, “You feeling good, baby?”

“So good…” You whimper, relaxing slightly hearing his voice again. “I want more.”

“Oh you’ll get more, I’ll be sure to fill you up while your boyfriend watches like the whore you are.” Seonghwa says, his hands holding onto your hips tightly.

You couldn’t have prepared yourself for what came next. His tongue did little to prep you for his dick as he takes no time to slam in and bottom out against you, making you almost scream. His groan is drawn out as he holds against you firmly. After the initial shock, you can start to feel him. He doesn’t fill you how Minho does, but it still feels damn good. You can feel how easily he slides out of you, easily being coated in your cum and his spit. He quickly pushes back in again and his hips smack against your ass, now sore from the slaps. Your groan is sharp pitched as you’re knocked from your hands, your chest fully resting against the bed as Seonghwa starts his rhythm.

Your head is turned towards Minho, watching him lazily stroke himself while watching you get fucked. It’s ridiculously attractive at how lewd he is, at how this whole situation is. His dirty blond hair is pushed back with a few strands matted to his forehead with sweat. He’s looking at your face with the usual mischievous glint in his eyes. His tip is flushed bright red with precum already leaking out, using his thumb to coat the rest of his cock with it. As he’s watching you watching him, he lets out a groan that sounds just a little bit more performative than usual unless this predicament turns him on more than he originally let on. “You look so gorgeous being used like that.”

“It feels so good, so so fucking good.” You moan out, eyes squeezing shut to focus on the way your ass bounces back against the taller man rutting his hips into you. You relish the way he pulls out almost fully before slamming back in, trying to hit both his and your best spots. You can’t help but let out broken moans that only get cut off by each other as his speed picks up. “Tha-ank you for letting him fuck me, s-sir.”

“Just make sure you leave some moans for me, love.” He smirks, hissing through his teeth as he squeezes the base of his cock. “You know I love it when you sound broken.”

“Can’t promise I won’t break her.” Seonghwa grunts, then moves a hand from your hip to your pussy, pushing rough circles on your clit causing you to cry out at the harsh stimulation. “She seems easy to please.”

“Mm, she is. Baby?” Your boyfriend coos again. “What’s the most amount of times I’ve made you cum in one night?”

“S-Seven, sir.” You cry out, feeling one of your tears cascade down your face.

“Fuck, you must have been a complete wreck after that, but I bet you enjoyed it.” Seonghwa starts angling his hips downward, earning a strangled moan from you as he hits you just right over and over again. He can hear the way you start babbling into the sheets at the new angle and feel the way you clamp around him as he doesn’t stop. He breathes harder at the added pressure. “I can’t wait for the day I can see it.”

With the new angle and his hand not letting up in the slightest, you can feel your orgasm start bubbling again, The burning feeling comes back and you wish for it to grow furiously. “More, please sir, more…”

“More? You’re a greedy whore, aren’t you?” You can hear the smirk in his voice, hoping it pushes him to do more. His pace picks up as well as he starts rolling his hips every few thrusts, wanting to soak in the feeling of you. He loves to hear the sound of you moaning underneath him, feeling that sense of power he craves.

“Fuck yes, fuck yes, please, please, please…” Your broken moans come out as he brings you to your high, That coil tightens immensely while he rolls his hips into yours, your knuckles white as they grip onto the sheets. Your mind is only focused on the burn as it flourishes. “I’m gonna cum, gonna cum, fuck.”

“Cum all over my cock, baby, show me how good I make you feel.” He commands, rubbing your clit faster to ensure your orgasm is intense.

The bliss crashes over you, causing your thighs to tremble slightly as you cum all over him. Your strangled moan is music to the men’s ears, watching your body react to the pleasure. Your mind goes fuzzy for a moment, focusing on how your body feels heavy and light at the same time while your other lover of the night still pounds into you, keeping your orgasm coming. You can feel your own cum start to drip down your legs as the lewd sounds only grow louder.

“Shit, fuck.” Seonghwa curses before his thrusts start faltering and he soon after, cums into the condom. His hips still while fully inside of you, allowing you to milk every drop out of him. Without the sound of skin slapping against each other, everyone’s breathing becomes very apparent. The quietness in the room is only broken up by that. The black haired man slowly pulls out of you, hearing a groan of discomfort come from you. He pushes his hair back from falling in his face as he gets off the bed.

Your body feels stuck, face down ass up, as you know if you move, your legs will give out. That orgasm was intense with how high intensity his fucking was. Everything feels hot and sticky and you know in the back of your mind you’re not done yet.

A gentle touch comes to your back, rubbing softly down to your shoulder. With a small moan, you feel the weight in the bed shift again. “Baby, you’re doing so well.”

“Thank you, sir.” You mumble out, trying to push up on your elbows.

“Take it easy, doll, you still have to take me, yeah?” He reminds you, a condescending hint in his voice.

“Please, I need you, sir.” You groan out, already feeling a slight ache to your body.

“Oh you’ll take me.” He smirks, moving to sit next to you on the bed. He angles your face to look at him, taking in your dazed expression and tear stained cheeks. His lips meet yours and you melt into him, missing the feeling of intimacy. Sure, getting absolutely fucked feels fantastic, but the kissing and fondling while being fucked is better. His lips are hungry against yours, having waited to take his turn with you. “I’ve waited all night for this.”

“I’m ready, I’m ready, sir.” You promise, looking into his eyes deeply. Even if your body can’t physically hold yourself up, you’d try.

Minho helps you swing your leg over to straddle him, letting you hold onto his shoulders to get comfortable. He holds his dick at your entrance, looking up at you to see you slightly nodding at him. He chuckles at your eagerness, slightly pushing himself in so you can easily sink down on him. He drinks up your whine at him filling you up, huffing out when he’s fully inserted in you.

You always crave the way Minho feels in you, cockwarming being one of your favorite activities. He is no doubtedly made for you, down to the way his dick fits inside you and fills you completely. You sit there for a moment, eyes closed as you take in the familiar feeling before they open to see him looking at you adoringly. He has his soft moments in bed, making sure you know you’re being taken care of every step of the way. You smile at him before slowly raising your hips up to bring them crashing down again. Moans escape both of your lips as your hips connect again.

“God, you’re gorgeous like this,” He groans, watching your face screw up in pleasure as you repeat the action. “Tears streaming down, being so desperate for me, it's my favorite sight to see.”

“Fuck, Minho.” You blurt out, starting to grind down onto him as your legs can’t support your bouncing as much as you’d like them to. You crash your lips with his again as you whimper. Your mind goes blank, consumed only in pleasure as you feel all of him in you. You moan out as his lips trail down your neck and rest on your collarbone to suck a harsh circle on your skin. His left hand reaches up and grabs at your breast, twisting your nipple between his fingers while you cry out at the multiple points of stimulation.

“Look at you, pathetic, trying to get yourself off again.” He mumbles against your skin. “But you can’t even hold yourself up. Did Seonghwa fuck you that good?”

“Yes…yes he did.”

He grabs your chin and angles it to the chair where the man rests, watching the scene unfold before him. “Tell him.”

“Seonghwa, you fucked me so good. Fuck!” You sreech out, feeling another slap to your ass as you forget his title. “Seonghwa, sir, you fucked me so so so good…”

“You’re welcome, little one.” He states boldly, drinking up the sight of you sloppily riding your boyfriend.

“You’re not exempt from punishments yet, sweetheart.” He purrs, guiding your hips with his hand, dragging long strokes with you. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long.”

Lee Know starts to take control of your movements, guiding you as you grind against his cock while then assisting you in bouncing on him, taking much of the burning pain away from your legs. He knows how you like it. He knows the ins and outs of your body so well it can scare you at times. He knows how to hold off your orgasms better than you can. He knows how to make you cum within a minute if he puts his mind to it. He knows what will make you scream out his name in the most perfect way.

Your mind starts going white, only feeling the best pleasure imaginable as he works your body. Your hips may be screaming at you for being in this position, but the way he stretches your walls makes it so worth it. The way he’s able to make you unravel with just the slightest touch is the superpower only given to him.

“Tell me, who’s fucked you better?”

“You, sir.”

“Speak up so he can hear you.”

“You, Minho,” You groan, fingers flexing into his shoulders while you ride him. “You fuck me so fucking good, thank you, thank you sir.”

He uses that praise as leverage for a reward, holding your hips in his hands while he thrusts up into you. He can see the fucked out look on your face starting, your eyebrows knitted together at the new feeling. The way your jaw is slack but no sound comes out besides the first sharp gasp. He lives for this moment.

“So that’s what she looks like fucked out.” Seonghwa purrs from the other side of the room. “I need to see it up close next time.”

“Oh you will,” He smirks, continuing the pace he’s at as he feels your pussy start clenching around him. “Wouldn’t you like to get fucked by the both of us again?”

“Yes, yes, yes…” Your brain focuses on that montra before a new one forms. For a third time, you can feel your orgasm approaching again, knowing this one will completely ruin you. “‘Mma cum…’mma cum.”

“Then cum, princess.” He commands, capturing your lips in a kiss again. “Show me how dirty you really are.”

This started off as a slow burn before erupting through you. Your whine is high pitched and drawn out in his ear, full body sweating and shaking from it. The feeling doesn’t seem to subside for minutes as Lee Know continues to slam up into you. Then you feel it subside for a moment before it comes crashing down again, orgasm three and four flowing together almost as one. Your mind goes blank, consumed in the pleasure he brings you.

“Fuck, baby girl. God, fuck.” He holds onto you tightly while keeping you in place, his own cum shoots into you, covering your insides. His chest heaves as he moans through his orgasm. His eyes are focused on you, watching your body twitch with any slight movement he or you make. A light chuckle escapes his lips as his hands reach up to gently cup your face, kissing your softly and assuringly. His breathing starts to come back to normal while his thumbs caress your cheeks. “Are you with me, love?”

You mumble slightly, opening your eyes to see him warmly looking at you. You lazily smile and rest your face in his hands, feeling warmer than ever.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He says and kisses you again. He cherishes the way your soft lips melt into him, still loving and trusting of him after the wild experience. He gently lifts you up to pull out of you, causing you to groan in discomfort of him moving and leaving you. Some of his cum flows out of you and back onto his thighs. “I know, but we’ve got to get you cleaned up.”

“Here,” Seonghwa hands him a warm washcloth, already taking the liberty to help with aftercare.

“Thanks,” He smiles at the man, setting you down on the bed so you can lie back against the pillows. Minho starts his work of trying to make you less sticky, being delicate and trying not to overstimulate you.

“Do you want some tea or coffee?” The other man asks you, gently brushing your hair away from your face. When he receives a lazy nod from you, he smiles and kisses your forehead. “Okay, I’ll get that started for you.” His brown gaze is fond as he looks between you and Minho before slipping his underwear back on and heading out into the kitchen.

There’s a moment of silence between you and Minho before he speaks up, “You did so well for us today, princess. Thank you for being such a good girl.”

A light giggle comes out of you, watching him take care of you. Minho is always good with his aftercare, making sure you know you’re loved and pampered afterwards. It also sobers you up a bit, bringing you back to the real world. You feel the butterflies you always feel for him, but they feel more intense this time now that someone else has joined your intimate moments. Once he’s done and wipes off his own thighs, you make grabby hands towards him. He only laughs at you and sits next to you, grabbing your hand in his. You say, “I think this could be a regular thing.”

“Really?” He looks almost astonished at your suggestion. “You enjoyed it that much?”

You nod, rubbing your tired eyes lightly. “You were right, and it was amazing. I wouldn’t mind doing this once or twice a month.”

Minho beams, looking like he just hit the lottery. He kisses you again, sealing what you have said. “Alright then, we can plan more out once we’re all clean, okay?”

You nod, kissing him again. When you hear footsteps come walking back into the room, you see Seonghwa bringing in some green tea for you. You smile at him, taking the mug from his hands, feeling the warmth coming from it. “Thank you, Hwa.”

“My pleasure.” He chirps, sitting on the other side of you. His hand goes back to playing with your hair, causing you to hum contently. “Feeling alright?”

“Mhmm,” You agree, then glance over at Minho. You see the usual devilish glint in his eyes causing your belly to churn. “If you want to shower, I have another bathroom down the hall you can use. Then we can watch a movie or something if you’d like.”

The Ateez member looks a little taken aback by your suggestion, fully thinking you and Minho would be doing aftercare together. “If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like that.”

“We wouldn’t just be kicking you out after this,” The man laughs, seeing his ears go back to their reddish tint. “We also have to plan out next time.”

He nods, liking the sound of that. “Next time, yeah.”

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comforting an s/o who just lost their pet hcs ; deadpool

requested by ; anonymous (09/01/23)

fandom(s) ; deadpool (films) / marvel

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; deadpool / wade wilson

outline ; “could you possibly do deadpool with a reader who just lost a pet they’ve had for years? i understand if you’d rather not though! /gen”

warning(s) ; loss of a beloved pet

to get the obvious point out of the way first; comfort and being a comforting presence isn’t really wade’s strong suit

like, yes, he generally knows what to do (physical affection, words of comfort, grabbing your favourite take out and snacks, and a movie you love to watch) and will try to go through the motions — but the moment he arrives on your doorstep and is confronted with how distraught you are, he kind of just panics

food momentarily forgotten, he’ll gather you up in his arms and just sit there with you in the threshold to your home, muttering reassurances and comforts and trying to crack some jokes to make you laugh (soothed by the choked half-sigh of amusement that he gets after one particularly cheesy comment) until you’re okay to stand and he can take everything inside

it’s then that, whilst untying the stupidly stubborn knots on the bags and messily portioning out the food, that the loss actually hits him too — he’d been so focused on looking after you since he got your call that he didn’t get to process what had happened

he’d known your pet too — not as well as you, no, but they’d always been there as your relationship blossomed into the beautifully chaotic mess that it had become today — and without their presence your home (well, both of your home — he spends more than enough time there to call it as much, he thinks) feels much heavier and much emptier

he sees scattered remnants of their presence as he brings you your food and you put the movie on — whether that’s their favourite toy, the spot that was definitively theirs, or their enclosure that’s still sitting, unoccupied, where it’s always been — and it takes more effort than usual to keep up his usual energetic persona

but, somehow, he manages

for your sake and his

he prods you in the places you’re ticklish just to make you squirm and glare at him

he whispers the dumbest things he can in your ear just to make you laugh or chortle or snort — insults at the main characters, sexual jabs at the villains, animated whisper-shouts of frustration when someone does something stupid, and so on

he smothers you with affection and compliments until you’re giggling having to clamp your hands over his mouth, begging him to ‘shush’ so that you can actually focus on the film

then, once the film is over, the two of you are left to lay there in that uncomfortable silence until those inevitable few words are shared and the dam breaks once again

‘i miss them’

‘i miss them too’

and this time wade will let you cry and sob and scream your sorrows until you fall asleep, throat raw and eyes aching and cheeks wet as his ratty old hoodie gets soaked with salt and snot, and then he’ll carry you to bed

he’s not too good at the whole comfort thing, but he does his best for you because that’s what you do for the people you love

and tomorrow he’ll go and get something special for you — after all, in a school that big there’s sure to be a mutant or two that’s artsy and willing to create a sculture or portrait or something for a grieving pet-parent

maybe silver balls even knows who he can talk to about it… he’d call him in the morning

#sleepingdeath #gender neutral reader #comfort hcs #fluff hcs #marvel x reader #marvel fluff #deadpool x reader #deadpool fluff

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marice23top · 11 months

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CHAPTER 2- Hobie X Deadpool (fem ) Reader

Taglist: @feverish-dove @shslsimpette @notbluees @leothesquishy @lauryn2theelectricboogaloo

“Today is the day, the last day of my life Hobie…”

“JUST KIDDING” said the girl laying on a old couch in a small flat busting out laughing even through she was covered in blood.

“Hobo did they really think I was going to die so easily I mean have they meet I mean look at me” she say s standing up showing five bullet wounds through her body while her tall friend just laughs harshly at her saying “oh you're always full of surprises aren't mate” “of course I am Hobo”

“Why do you constantly call me Hobo, Mate “ he says looking at her while smiling all through he hates being labeled as something he lets her label him… only sometimes.

“When Gwen coming back I miss her”... She says missing her little blond friend who had been staying with the two homeless children in their universe.

“Then let's go visit her on her mission, mate” he says smirking back at her as they both got the same idea to go “help” Gwen out on her mission and maybe even visit Pavitr Universe to check on him. “Yes let's go help” she smirks back, jumping onto his back as he uses the teleportyy watch thing, to open a portal.

“You ready Mate” “always am “mate”

IN PAVITR WORLD CLOSE TO THE CHEM BUILDING

“Hobo i think something bad happened here” “ you think mate” they both tell each other hopping into Pavitr’s universe and feeling that things were different they both pop back on there mask ready to help because they have nothing better to do “let's go find him” “but where can he be” “probably there” she points to a building with a lot more whole in in and it says the chem something.

“Something always happens in a chem building for a spider person” “ that's not true” “of course it is mate lets go HOBO HOURSEY” saying that he groans and laughs at her before going into the building through the whole again having no reason to be here.

‘ I have a bad feeling about this’ ‘shut up voice here to save him’ ‘oh boy were dead’ ‘shut up.’

(Its short and i'm sorry but the next one will be longer and will follow the course of the movie then have random time for the time hobie leaves the movie)

#into the spiderverse x reader #spider-man: across the spider verse x reader #spiderverse x reader #spiderpunk x reader #hobie brown x reader #deadpool!reader

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fandomnsfw · 1 year

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Changes pt 3 - Scott McCall x Reader

Pairing: Scott x Reader

Prompt: None!~ Just came to me brahh pt 3

Warning: Scott’s in the dog house!

ENJOY!!

*****

Scott sat next to you as you began fidgeting. His hand clamped around yours as a sign of encouragement and comfort which thankfully worked. Ever was gather in the living area as they waited for Scott to start talking. He looked you in the eyes as if asking your permission and when you nod giving him the green light he turned to the pack.

“So while at Deaton’s earlier Y/N smelt something sweet. Which if you all remember she’d mentioned earlier today. When Deaton took out a pink flower she insisted that’s what she smelt but at the time couldn’t remember however when I moved she must have caught a whiff of it again so she told Deaton I smelled like the flower when I smelt the flower then smelt Y/N I said the same thing.”

“What’s that mean?” Liam asked curiously.

“If the flower was Camellia then it means they’re fated mates.” Derek commented softly with a slight smile on his face.

“That’s a thing?” Stiles questioned his hyper activeness shining through, however whenever Stiles got like this you were soon to follow.

“I know right!?” You exclaimed point a finger at Stiles as if what he’d said made the most sense.

“It’s very rare but yes. I would like to say this is something to celebrate but I think it would depend on how you two feel about it.” Derek stated calmly.

“We were shocked but seeing as we liked each other before Y/N became a werewolf we’ve come to terms with it and are quite happy.” Scott replied but you frowned.

“Not that you even asked me out.” You huffed angrily and that’s when shit went down.

“YOU DIDN’T EVEN ASK HER OUT!?” Lydia screamed causing everyone to flinch.

“Nice Scott real nice.” Erica snorted angrily.

“I kind of figured it was obvious we were dating now?” Scott muttered like he had nothing to be sorry for. Stiles and Jackson made a wincing noise that signified he’d said the wrong thing.

You stormed upstairs quickly followed by Lydia, Allison and Erica. Cory and Mason tutted before following after the girls. Scott looked at the boys clearly confused to what just happened. Derek shook his head and left the room joined by Isaac and Liam.

“Smooth bro.” Stiles snorted before joining his boyfriend.

“What the fuck just happened?” Scott asked Jackson, Ethan, Aiden and Boyd.

“No comment.” Boyd huffed before leaving the room to join the other in the kitchen.

“I knew you were a little ditzy but that’s a whole new level brother.” Aiden chuckled sarcastically before leaving with Boyd.

“Girls like being asked out Scott and the fact you didn’t ask says to her that you basically didn’t care enough to ask.” Ethan sighed sympathetically.

By this new found information Scott buried his head in the couch pillow and let out a growl. He bashed his head against the pillow until he realised he had to fix this, though he had no idea how. He figured his best bet was one of the girls but they were currently just as pissed at him. So he’d have to settle for one of the guys.

Up in your room, you were currently punching your pillow angrily. Mason and Cory came into your room and closed the door before you let out a distressed sigh. Lydia and Allison patted your back as started talking.

“Has he always been this much of an idiot!?” You exclaimed earning a snort from Allison.

“Yeah. Believe or not he’s gotten better.” Allison muttered making you scream into your pillow.

“He’ll fix it. That’s what Scott’s best at.” Lydia laughed making you huff, anger still evident on your face.

“For tonight I think we should stay in here and watch films. Tomorrow we will go therapy shopping with Derek’s credit card then when we get back we’ll see if he’s pulled his head out his ass.” You gave Erica a nod before everyone ran around the house getting everything.

You and the others cuddled up in your bed as you settled down to watch Deadpool which Lydia wasn’t too happy about but when you insisted it had Ryan Reynolds half-naked she decided she’d give it a try. Eventually Stiles joined you and was drooling just as must as Lydia when Ryan came on half naked.

For the rest of the night you enjoyed your time with your friends and eventually all fell asleep cuddled together. You woke up during the night because you felt someone move, when you opened your eyes you saw Derek picking Stiles up off the puppy pile and carrying him out bridal style.

Eventually you were left with only Cory and Mason as everyone’s partners came to collect them. Mason muttered something about being cold before he and Cory cuddled into you. Mason on one side and Cory on the other. You smiled to yourself as you quietly thanked them for not leaving.

You finally fell asleep with a smile on your face and both hands being held by your current cuddle buddies.

“Wakey Wakey!” Erica’s cheerful voice exclaimed as she burst into you room scaring you enough for you to end up on the floor. You winced and shot her a glare as Stiles came into the room.

“The others are dressed and ready we’re just waiting on you puddin’.” Stiles stated as he went through your wardrobe, picking out a pair of denim shorts and a plain white t-shirt.

“Take a shower and throw these on you’ll likely come back wearing and carrying a new wardrobe anyway so you may as well not bother dressing up. Plus Lydia said something along the lines of new haircut and make overs. I kind zoned out after that.” He added as he threw the clothes at you.

“Yes sir!” You mocked before making your way to yours and the girl’s bathroom.

Once you got to the mall Lydia dragged you and Stiles to nearest clothes store and began her mission. You and Stiles whined as she dragged you around the whole shop picking up clothes and throwing over both your arms.

By the time she stated she had everything you and Stiles had arms full of clothes. It wasn’t like you style was out of date or anything but like Erica had stated in the car, nothing completes a werewolf transformation better than a good makeover.

You tried on a the clothes the pack mates nodding and shaking their head to a few bits but as you came out the stall wearing white high waist skinnies and a maroon off the shoulder shirt that you had tucked into your jeans, you had a round of applause. You blushed at their attention but smiled anyway.

“Okay try on the other bits then we’ll go shopping for accessories! Wear that one when you’re done though.” Lydia instructed earning an eye roll from you and Stiles.

You tried on the other bits and eventually decided on the items you wanted and the ones you didn’t. After you paid Lydia dragged you to another store stating this was a better place for shoes and accessories. She picked up a thin faux gold leather choker that she insisted would be perfect for the outfit you were wearing.

Eventually after several more accessories were added to the basket she dragged you to shoes. She picked out a pair of heeled black faux leather Chelsea boots, a pair of timberland look a likes that had a chunky heel on, a pair of velvet black platforms and the last pair was a pair of chunky floral platforms.

Once paid for you stared at the shoes with a sceptical look, eventually you sat down on a nearby seat and pulled out not only the timberland look a likes but also the Chelsea boots. You looked up to see only Cory stood there which caused you to frown.

“Where’d they go?” You asked, confusion taking over your face.

“Lydia dragged Stiles and Mason to Macy’s and Erica dragged Allison to Pandora.” He explained awkwardly. It’s not like you and Cory didn’t get along it’s just you’d never really had one on one time since you were always surround by more than one person.

“Which ones do you think?” You asked sceptically.

“Well the timberland ones look comfier but I feel Lydia may shame you for wearing them with that top since it’s feminine and those shoes scream more…hard ass bitch?” Cory answered honestly making you laugh.

“Wait what colour scheme were the floral ones?” Cory muttered, as he bent down and took out the box containing the floral shoes. You quickly noted that they were a black floral pattern before he stared at the shoes then at you be for apparently coming to some sort of epiphany.

“Put these on and wait here.” Cory muttered as he ran off into the same store and you had just come from.

Cory looked around and then spotted what he was looking for. He’d seen it earlier and thought it would look nice but knew better than to interrupt Lydia when she was on a roll. He grabbed it and ran to the check out quickly paying for it.

When you saw Cory run back out with a grin you raised an eyebrow at him. He handed you a bag which you took politely. However when you opened it you shot him a grin. In the bag sat a leather lace choker with a simple diamond shaped gem hanging off it which had a slight hollo tint to it.

You put the choker on and gave him the biggest grin and thumbs up causing him to chuckle. Just as you stood up and offered to go for a coffee Mason, Lydia and Stiles appeared. When she stared at the outfit she pursed her lips with a scowl before pointing at you. You didn’t wanna get Cory in trouble so you kept silent but Cory soon raised his hand guiltily.

“You are my new best friend.” She stated before drag Cory off who looked like he would rather the ground swallow him.

The rest of the trip was eventful but fun. After Lydia paid with Derek’s card to get your hair trimmed and styled. She also paid with Derek’s card to get your makeup done. Your eyes had been done in a natural smokey eye, while your lips were a similar maroon to your top and to add to it you had natural but thick looking false eyelashes, which you still weren’t used to. You may like to get your nails done but makeup had never been something you bothered with, but strangely you quite liked the feeling it gave you.

You walked into the pack house followed by the others who were all carrying at least one shopping bag. You walked straight to the kitchen not bothering to look who was there, as you placed your shopping bags near the kitchen door.

“Jail bait.” Peter’s voice commented causing you to look up and see the Sheriff, Peter, Chris and Melissa all stood staring at you with wide eyes.

“Gross Peter.” Derek commented but chose not to even look at you.

“Holy shit! What did she do to your face?” Aiden screamed as he entered the kitchen. Before you could think about your actions you lifted your leg at full speed and kicked him straight in the balls causing every man in the house to groan.

“You know when a woman comes home looking dolled up and new you’re supposed to compliment them not ask them what happened to their face.” You snarled angrily as you sipped on your Starbucks.

“I somehow have no sympathy for you.” Lydia commented as she came into the kitchen, stepping over her groaning boyfriend on the floor.

“Your my gi-girlfriend shouldn’t you kick her ass or something?” Aiden coughed out making Lydia raise one perfectly shaped brow.

“One I honestly don’t think I’d win in a fight with her and two you just insulted my hours of hard work. You’re lucky I didn’t kick you while you were down.” The sheriff and Melissa were currently trying to hold back there laughter as Ethan entered the kitchen only to drag his brother out by the collar of his t-shirt, clearly saving him from his own mouth.

“I swear it’s like the men in this house have no common sense.” You muttered angrily only to have Scott popped his head round the corner.

“Did you call me?” Scott muttered with a dopey grin as he came into the room. His eyes wandered over you and his smile only got dopier as he opened his arms out as if he was about to hug you.

“Aww you look s-”

“Do you wanna see first-hand what just happened to Aiden?” You growled making him back away slowly and hide behind Derek.

“I’d like to be a protective mother and tell you not to threaten my son but I have a feeling he deserves it.” Melissa snorted making Chris wince but smartly kept his mouth closed.

You finally glanced at the Sheriff with a wide grin who returned the smile happily. You jogged over and threw your arms around him who hugged you tightly.

“How’s things Papa Stilinski?” You chuckled as you pulled away from the hug.

“Good kiddo how’s things with your Mom?” He asked softly, as he patted your hair affectionately.

As much as you denied Stiles was like an older brother the fact of the matter was he kind of was. Not long after you’d joined the pack you had some problems with your Mom and ended up staying with the Stilinski’s, in that time you’d come to think of the Sheriff as a father. Which he was happy about because he’d always wanted a daughter too. Stiles was jealous at first but eventually you all grew closer and it became like a weird little family.

The afternoon continued like this, conversations flowed between the pack and the parents. Everything was cheerful and fun but amidst it all Scott was talking to Chris and the Sheriff about how he should go about fixing his mess.

Had it been quieter in the Hale house, you’d of heard the subtle whisper of Scott as he and his trusted father figures planned the best way to fix his error, however since everyone was chatting away you remained oblivious.

Part 2 <- -> Part 4

#scott mccall #scott mccall series #series #part 3 #teen wolf #tw #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf fluff #fluff #scott mccall x reader #scott mccall x you #scott x you #scott x reader #reader insert #reader #wolf!reader

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fool-who-dreams · 2 years

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little dirt-ball of happiness

summary:

Inspired by @yourallihave 's request!!

i dont know if you’re doing requests but if u do can i please req a peter parker x wilson! avenger! reader (deadpool)? except reader is only similar to their dad bcs of how good they are at killing people but they’re pretty awkward and shy so all the avengers freak out when they find out they’re deadpool’s kid through an interaction on the field? PLEASE have their weapon be a huge scythe 🤍🤍 feel free to experiment with this bcs i have no super clear idea,, thank you!!

“Hey!” You heard a cheery voice call right behind you. You closed your locker trying not to let your books fall to the ground before tuning around.

“Oh, hey” You replied, surprised by the presence of the cute, curly-haired boy in your chemistry class.

“y/n, right?” He asked scratching the back of his neck, his eyes fixated on the ground.

“yes.” You muttered as your cheeks heated up. You've had a crush on that boy since the beginning of the school year; he was your “permanent crush”, that one person that you’ll always like and that your mind always goes back to, even though you’ve rarely even spoken to the boy. “What can I do for you Peter?”

“Oh you know my name. That’s- that’s good. That is reaaally good.” He mumbled, mostly to himself. “Can I- do you- how- how are you?” He stumbled over his words a few times. If you weren’t blinded by the fact that Peter Parked was talking to you, you’d think the scene was almost painful to watch. “I heard you had the flu last week so you weren’t in class, but since you’re here now I assume you feel better, don't you? Do you- are you better?”

“I’m better, yes, I guess. Thanks for asking.” You chuckle. You felt confused and amused by the situation.

“I just-“ He paused before taking a deep breath. “So, when you were not here we were assigned projects in couples in chemistry class. It’s due in a few weeks, I figured we should start working on it, since you’re better and the flu is go-”

“Wo-wo-wo wait. So…we’re partners?” You asked, trying not to sound too enthusiastic (which you were) and also trying to keep your eyes from lighting up.

“Yeah, wait- haven’t I mentioned that?” He blushed from embarrassment for not having said the one thing he came here to tell you.

“No, but I figured.” You chuckled.

“So, should we start working on it like, maybe…after school?” His voice went lower in volume by the end of the question.

“Yeah, absolutely. Sure.” You replied, a little too soon.

“Great!” The biggest smile appeared on his face at your answer. “How about tomorrow? At mine?”

“Sounds good. See you tomorrow.” You waved as you turned around, starting to walk towards your class. You knew you wouldn’t have been able to hold your smile in for much longer, so you let it blossom the moment you turned your back on the boy.

Little did you know, so did he.

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“Morning old scumbag” You greeted your father, sipping your morning tea.

“Good morning to you, too, my little bundle of joy” Wade replied with a big smile painted on his face.

“I won’t be home for lunch today.” You informed. “I’ve got to work on a group project, we wanna get it over with as soon as possible.” “Alright. What kind of project is it? Maybe I can he-“ “Chemistry. Science. Maths. Whatever stuff you suck at.”

“Well, good thing it’s a group project then, because we both know you got that from me.” He sweet tone trying to take the focus off the passive-aggressive insult. It was your relationship. You loved each other very much, and that was just your weird, twisted way of showing it. If you’d ever be seen in public together you’d both probably get taken, or at least questioned, by authorities. And the sole thought of that made the two of you laugh every time.

Truth is, your father rarely left home as a civilian, he always did in his “superhero” costume. And you never were allowed to go out and fight, so you only ever left as y/n Wilson.

“C’mon, it’s late. I’m driving you.” Wade declared in a decisive tone as he grabbed the car keys and walked to the door.

“What- I can get the bus dad, thanks.”

“Why? What do you have to hide? Or even better, WHO?”

“Nobody! I just-“

“You have a boyfriend.”

“I don’t!”

He gasped. “You have a girlfriend!”

“I’m not dating anyone!”

“You sound rather defensive for a teenager who doesn’t have a-”

“OKAY BYE DAD, I’ll see you later.” You said, quickly getting your coat and walking towards the door.

“You’re ashamed of me, aren’t you?” His face fell a little to the (wrong) realization, which made your heart fall a little, too.

“That’s absolutely not it! I just- none of the other kids is driven to school, and I-“

“No, it’s fine, I understand. Who would want to be seen with a monster like me? You better go or you’ll miss the bus.”

You sighed, annoyed. “Fine. You can drive me.”

“YES!” He clapped his hands, opening the door. “Works like a charm every single time!”

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“There we are. Have a nice day and break up with whomever you’re dating because you’re under the age of 70, which is the right age to start dating.” He said in one breath with a mocking smile plastered on his face. He kissed your forehead before you opened the door.

“I’ll see you later.” You rolled your eyes playfully at your father. You started walking towards the school entrance.

“Hey y/n!” You heard Peter’s voice call.

“Hey, Pete!”

“So, are we still on for today?”

“Yeah, totally.” You smiled warmly, the same warmth that spread from you stomach to your face every time he talked to you. Your conversation was interrupted by your ringtone, so you quickly excused yourself to walk away and answer.

“What now, dad?" “Who is that?!”

“That who?” “The boy you’re talking to! I said no boyfriend, and you reassured me that-“

“Is that why you insisted on driving me this time?” You whisper-yelled on the phone, making sure Peter couldn’t hear this embarrassing conversation (little did you know, his spidey senses made it so that his hearing was way above average).

“Of course! Why would I do that then?”

“I don’t know, because New York is dangerous?”

“Oh no, I don’t worry about that. Isn’t your school Spider-guy’s territory? I like that guy, he has a nice costume.”

“Are you saying I cannot take care of myself?”

“Oh please, you could save the Avengers and their mothers from an alien-zombie apocalypse, and you know it damn well!”

“Ow, don’t make me blush now.” You giggled.

“Break up with him.”

“I can’t, because we are not together!” You said one last time before hanging up.

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“So, you’re saying that you’ve never seen Star Wars?!” Peter widened his eyes, making you giggle at his reaction.

“Never.”

“Get out.” He shoved you jokingly, trying to stay serious, but failing.

“Hey! You’ve never been to the Avengers Museum!”

“Those things are on two separate levels of importance, and Star Wars comes first. Star Wars always comes first!”

You giggled.

“This ice cream is good, isn’t it?” You asked, racing against the blinding sun to avoid wasting your food. “Thanks again, by the way. It was really nice of you to offer.” Saying this took all your strength

“It’s my pleasure. Glad you enjoy it.” His cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink, which made you smile softly.

As you were talking, Peter stopped abruptly in the middle of the sidewalk. “Hey, Pere, is everything okay?” You asked, worried.

“Yeah, it’s just…I thought I’d seen something.” He dismisses, still looking rather confused and cautious.

“Are you sure? If it’s a bad moment we can reschedule for anoth-“

“RUN!” Peter interrupted you.

The two of you started running, as fast and far as possible. Peter was rather impressed by the resistance and constancy of your running: you looked like you could easily keep up with him, and he was a superhero. This made him feel relieved, though, because it meant that you were going to be fine and safe. Although, he knew you’d be safe because he had made a promise to himself to keep you safe (and happy) the day he had seen you smile for the first time. He couldn’t bear a day without seeing that spark in his eyes, which had soon grown to be the light to his own eyes.

Pete found it funny how he would always realize his feelings or have his deepest thoughts right these moments, when he knew there was nothing he could do about it, nothing but fight; fight to see the light another day, so that he could make it right. And with you, he wanted nothing more.

To be exact, he realized all this the second he saw you laying on the floor, hopeless and scared. Your foot had gotten caught in the menace that was about to frighten the whole city: creatures started arising from the ground. The closest definition for these alien monsters — or what the Avengers later on simplified the species as — was just “zombies”.

“Y/N! Are you alright?” Peter screamed, running back to you the second he realized he wasn’t holding your hand anymore.

“Not really” You joked.

“Oh my- it’s A HAND, your ankle got caught IN A HAND! God, I swear we’ll fix this, You’ll be free in no time, just-“ Peter started to panic as he tried to use his strength to set you free, but it didn’t seem to be working.

“Pete, why don’t you go find someone who could help, you’re pretty fast.”

“I won’t leav-“

“PETER THE REST OF HIS ARM JUST STUCK OUT OF THE GROUND” You shouted. “Please, find someone!” You begged him.

He looked deep in your eyes, then he nodded with determination and sprinted away.

“Oh sweetie, those nails…” You looked at the hand that was gripping your leg. “Let me fix that for you.” You commented as your hand reached the little pen in your pocket. The second you pressed the little button underneath it, it immediately revealed your loyal and beloved scythe. Before you knew it you were free from the strong grip, and an alien arm was laying on the floor.

You started running in the direction Peter had gone in. He had started running just a minute ago: he was fast but he couldn’t be too far.

Little did you know, Spiderman arrived as you left. He worried not seeing you there, but his curiosity won over his worry when he saw the arm detached from the rest of the body in the same spot you were trapped soon before. He knew you were free from that danger, but he didn’t know how many more traps were lying around.

“Hey Cap, there’s one of those alien zombie things here, but this one has a sense of fashion; in fact, this one’s wearing spandex.”

“Mr Stark!”

“C’mon Spidey, the big guys are waiting for us.”

As you were running you saw Iron-Man himself fly just above your head, closely followed by a web-shooting Spiderman! They were so fast, but you knew you could reach them. You could have been a hero after all.

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“I wouldn’t…mind…a hand over h-here” Spider-man said between breaths as he fought for his life, and for the life of his city.

“Yeah, I gotta agree with the kid on this one.” Sam replied through the earpiece everyone was wearing as he jolted in the air, trying to fight off as many bad guys as possible.

“I wouldn’t mind a vacation.” Nat said as her feet landed on the ground after kicking people in the air for over thirty minutes.

“And I guess he wouldn’t mind an ambulance.” Clint chuckled to himself as another one of his arrows landed perfectly in a bad guy’s leg.

Iron Man’s hands were shooting lasers all around while the turbo from his feet was able to keep him detached from the ground. “Hey Cap, how many asses are you beating per minute? Because I think I’m winning this one.” Tony’s metallic voice joked.

“Oh, shut up and fight.” A heavily-breathing Captain America scolded him, dismissing the matter as he kept on throwing his shimmering shield at whomever dared to cross him.

“There- are- too many” Peter said in between pantings.

“Hold on kid” Tony replied, also having a hard time, just like everyone else on the team.

Breathing heavily, you finally reached the flying heroes you had seen passing over your head a few minutes before.

“That’s amazing, they really look like they could use some help!” You squealed. “I probably shouldn’t sound so happy about it…”

You clicked your pen again and the scythe revealed itself again. “Here goes nothing” You mumbled before running towards the heroes. You started reaping the enemies like wheat. You freed the closest hero to you, Nat, then together you worked your way towards the others.

You were agile although you were never allowed to use your weapon. Whenever you’d open your pen, you father would get a notice and you knew he’d get to you in no time. Unless the car had no gas, in which case he’d take a bit longer.

“And who would that be?” Cap asked, astonished. “Tony, you have to stop recruiting 14 year-olds.”

“Hey! This one’s not mine! Kid, do you know her?”

“First of all, I’m almost 16! And secondly, just because we might remotely look the same age doesn’t mean we know each oth- HEY, BUT THAT’S Y/N!”

“Really? That is the sweet, shy, innocent y/n you never stop blabbering about in the lab?”

“Yes!”

“The same y/n that you are so afraid doesn’t and never will like you back ever and ever and ever until the end of times?” A mocking Tony asked with a smirk.

“So you do listen when I speak!”

“No son, we cannot hide when you blubber. There’s a really big difference.”

As you freed the heroes, you talked to yourself. “I cannot believe I am saving Tony Stark from the zombies!”

“Alright, but don’t make this a habit” Tony replied as you helped him.

“Hey, you don’t make it a habit!”

“I like this one.” Cap giggled.

“Have you seen a boy that’s roughly my age around here? He has with brown hair and hazel eyes, his name is Peter Parker and I can’t find him anywhere!” You asked between a hit and a kick.

“Mh, the name does ring a bell…” Tony smirked underneath his suit.

“I have!” Peter exclaimed.

“REALLY?! Where? Is he okay?”

“Yea, he- he’s great. You must be y/n, he was worried about you.”

“He asked about me?” That made your heart melt. Your sweet tone contrasted your determined and powerful hits.

“Seems like there might be some chemistry between you and this boy… What’s the deal?” Nat exclaimed, wiping her hands from the dirt that the arising zombies had polluted the breathing air with. Everyone exhaled: apparently the city was out of danger, as one could deduce from the thousands of motionless, disgusting zombie-like frames laying all over the streets.

A voice interrupted you right when you were about to speak. “The deal is that whomever this boy may be, he has to stay at least six foot away from you.”

“Dad!” You exclaimed, running towards him.

"Another man of spiders?" Thor asked, confused.

“Hi little dirt-ball of happiness” He hugged you. “Wait, what’s on your face? Is that a scratch?! Are you hurt? Alright, you lot are supposed to keep our people safe, but instead you hurt my daughter, how could you! Why am I even paying taxes if you all don’t even do your job appropriately?” He shouted without taking his eves off of your slightly scratched forehead.

“Dad, I’m okay.” You giggled.

“Yeah, and that’s not exactly how that works.” Clint stepped in.

“What do you-“ Wade looked in the direction of the voice and abruptly stopped talking. His eyes widened and he looked at you, then at the Avengers, going back and forth a few times. “Holy sh- are you guys the real deal? Are those the real Avengers? My daughter saved the Avengers?!”

“Yep. What’s up with spandex?” Tony mocked.

“Hey! This is not spandex, it’s actually a tailor-made imported Italian material!”

“We really need to thank you for your help y/n.” Cap’s voice emerged from the back of the group of superheroes. He smiled as he looked down to you, his hand proudly gripping on your shoulder.

“I- It’s my pleasure. I mean, not you lot getting attacked by zombies, that’s not a pleasure at all, but me saving you, that was a pleasure. Not that you needing to be saved it’s a pleasure, I- I should stop talking.” You blushed, embarrassed.

“Now it’s more like it” Tony’s visor revealed his face, and he smirked at Spiderman. “We’ve gotta go now, but thank you, kid.” Tony smiled at you.

“WAIT” Wade shouted, catching everyone’s attention. “I am dying to see your compound, please PLEASE, can I?”

After begging the heroes for a full 5 minutes, they agreed to let your father visit. You decided you’d rather go home and get some well deserved rest.

“Hey underoos, will you be a gentleman and make sure our savior y/n gets home safely?” One by one the Avengers thanked you and left. Everyone but Spiderman.

“Do you mind?” Spiderman asked shyly. “I mean, it’s the least I can do after everything you’ve done for me- FOR US, today.”

“Not at all.” You giggled. “Hey, can I ask you a question?” You asked after gently refusing the option of being swung home.

“Sure, what’s up?”

“Did Peter really ask about me?”

“Oh yea, he seemed really worried, too. He said he came back for you but you weren’t there anymore.” “Are you sure he’s fine now?”

“Oh yea! Definitely. He seemed like a smart guy, I’m sure he’s okay.”

“I just wanna stop by his house real quick to see if-“ “NO! I mean- I’m sure he’s- he’s fine. Maybe he is in shock and needs to rest. You seem to really care.”

“I do. I do more than I care to admit, actually. But I don’t wanna bore the amazing marvelous Spiderman with my love life.”

“LOVE? ARE YOU- ahem, are you in love with this Peter guy?”

“Oh well” you blushed, realizing you said one too many words. “I- I might be…alright, fine, I am. But he doesn’t like me back I’m pretty sure, so there’s no point in even telling him.”

“OH, I BEG TO DIFFER” Spiderman laughed nervously. “Y/n, he likes you back. Trust me. I didn’t wanna tell you but we’re actually good friends and he talks about you all the times. How your smile lights up the room the second you walk in; how even in the darkest days you manage to make him feel loved and cared for; how you’ve never seen Star Wars, but are willing to fix your faults.”

You giggled and blushed at the same time.

“Trust me” He smiled from underneath his mask as he took your hands in his. “He does.”

“I am so sorry Spidey, but I have to go.” You smiled and thankfully squeezed his hands before running away. You quickly turned around to thank the red and blue superhero again but, in the blink of an eye, he was gone.

You then kept running in the direction of Peter’s house.

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