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[chrlvctius]

Sarina my bae where tf are you

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[readerthatreadsss]

Requesting more dom!peter 😮‍💨🥵

𝗔/N: Your request is my command! (especially since I've been searching for more dom!Peter fics myself and have been failing so I might as well do it my damn self!) Also, yeah, it's been a damn long time lmao. I planned to finish up and release this like 4 months ago. Then a whole bunch of bad shit happened and I kinda gave up on writing for a little bit (outside of school cause I need that damn Bachelor's degree) BUT I've slowly started reading again and that bled into me opening up my drafts and finding this and spending some time with it. If you couldn't tell I had a shit ton of fun with this one...so feel free to check my newly updated Masterlist and request guidelines and send me more requests! The more I get, the more I'm gonna force myself to actually write them. (If you already sent one just know I’m working on it I promise)

𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 | 𝗧𝗮𝘀𝗺!𝗣𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗿

(heavily inspired by the song with the same title by Adele.) It came up in my shuffle and when I started listening to the lyrics it was just too perfect.

he's so fucking pretty aghhhh (gif not mine)

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: Tasm!Peter Parker x Vigilante!Fem reader

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 5.6k+ (This is my big comeback so I might as well feed yall)

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: You and Peter have been broken up for about 3 years, but when an impromptu visit to your apartment takes a turn...that may no longer be the case...

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 (𝟭𝟴+ 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗗𝗡𝗜): SMUT!, lil bit of angst at the end (ex to lovers so ofc), minimal use of y/n, P*rn-with-plot, Reader and Peter are FERAL for each other because of their powers (enhanced senses and all that), p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap your willy before you fuck her silly), a lil possessive Peter, oral (r receiving), fingering, praise kink, Peter using his webs to restrain reader (pre-consented ofc), dom!Peter, sub!Reader (bratty at first tho), pet names (sweetheart, baby, pretty girl, angel), choking, rough sex, brief spanking, other positions, creampie, etc...

The remaining sunlight of the evening bled through your wide studio apartment windows as you finished folding what was left of your newly washed laundry. The plan for the rest of the evening was simple;

Drink two bottles of wine (knowing that your enhanced metabolism would sober the effects), catch up on a few missing assignments to keep your NYU professors off your ass, then jump into your suit and go patrolling.

It was a familiar routine.

Or at least, it had been...since he left.

Your relationship with him ended during your first year of college. To say it hurt like hell would be an immense understatement.

What hurt the most was the fact that you both gave everything you had to make it work...but long distance can be a bitch.

On that warm Saturday night in May, your ex-boyfriend received a call informing him that he had been accepted into a very prestigious engineering program (with a full-ride scholarship attached) all the way in California.

You applied for the very same program, so you knew just how big of an opportunity it would be. And, in good faith, you pushed him to take the offer.

You both insisted, "we'll make it work," and "we'll video chat and text every day. It'll be fine!"

What a load of horseshit.

It took 6 months for you to both arrive at the conclusion that you couldn't juggle your individual academic loads, your nighttime hero personas, AND a long-distance relationship all at the same time. A three-hour time difference didn't help matters either.

It took a while, but you eventually moved on. You kept your grades up, went on a few dates here and there, and even managed to convince yourself that you were doing fine without him.

Until...

*knock knock knock*

Your head peeked out from the fridge to look where you heard the strong yet hesitant knocks on your front door.

Only a handful of people knew where you lived and you weren't expecting to see any of them today.

Assuming it would be a postal worker or someone along those lines, you swung open the door with a polite smile.

"Hi-"

You felt your voice die in your throat as you locked eyes with the deep brown ones you hadn't seen in three years.

"Peter," his name fell from your lips, barely audible.

"Hi, Y/N," he replied with that awkward grin you knew all too well.

His hair was shorter than the last time you saw him, but from the tight fit of his jacket, you could see that was about the only thing about him that shrunk.

You wanted to actually hit yourself in the head for actually imagining yourself doing many things to his large...meaty...biceps- NO, no, no, no get a grip! a voice of logic sounded in your mind.

You hadn't realized how long you stood there silently sizing him up until he spoke again. "Can I...uh...come in, maybe?"

"Umm...sure," you nervously answered, finally taking note of the small cardboard box he was holding.

As you stepped aside to allow him entrance into your apartment, his familiar scent invaded your sensitive senses.

"Oh God," you muttered under your breath, knowing that he heard you, yet unaware that your scent had basically the same effect on him as well.

"You alright?" he turned and asked you in concern trying to hide the tightening of his jeans with the box he brought.

You nodded way too fast, promptly putting some distance between yourself and him. He hadn't been there for longer than 5 seconds and he was already having an effect on you.

"How've you been?" he questioned you, scratching his neck and actively avoiding eye contact. Unbeknownst to you, he was currently repeating every physics law he could remember in his mind to try to quell his growing erection.

It wasn't working very well.

"I've been fine. You?" you quickly spoke, slightly out of breath.

"I-uh-I'm alright," he shook his head with a tight-lipped smile.

He soon found himself just looking at you. It wasn't a blank stare, no, it was the sort of intense look you unintentionally gave someone when trying to commit every single feature to memory as if you weren't certain when you'd get another chance to.

It was a habit of his you noticed a lot when you were dating. And just as it did back then, it sent chills running rampant down your spine. Not to mention your nipples growing obviously hard behind your large shirt with no bra to hide it.

Peter noticed it immediately and fought back a smile, which you glimpsed.

"Why are you here, Peter?" you decided to get down to business before your body betrays you any further.

The brunette let the question hang in the air for a few seconds before actually coming up with an answer. "I wanted to drop these off," he placed the small box on your kitchen counter.

Your eyes immediately narrowed. "You could have mailed it. Or you could've just dropped it at the door and then left. So why are you really here Peter?" you would have felt worse about your tone if you weren't so bothered.

Why the hell did he feel the need to suddenly show up and make you start feeling things you swore you wouldn't feel for him again?

Peter took a deep breath. "Aunt May called me last week. She's not doing too good. So, I came back to help take care of her."

You felt your stomach sink at his words. While you both dated, May grew to be like a second mother to you. You had no idea she was sick.

"Oh shit Peter-I'm so sorry," you crossed the room to engulf him in a hug, despite your initial reaction to his visit.

Peter immediately accepted your hug and found the anxiety in his body dissipating soon after. Your hugs tended to have that effect on him.

He couldn't stop himself from deeply inhaling and drawing in your hair's familiar scent when he wrapped his hands around your clothed waist.

A few seconds passed before you released each other, with you also savoring the feel of his body against you and the way how your skin lit up with goosebumps though there was a thin layer of clothing separating his hands from you.

"I was just cleaning up my old room at May's and I found some of your stuff so I figured I'd drop by and..."

You nodded in understanding and walked over to where he placed the box.

It was mostly filled with old t-shirts, tools, and gadgets from days when you would sleep over at Peter's or stop by to help each other with school projects.

"Thanks," you sent him a smile as you closed the box.

Your smile warmed Peter's heart. It was actually his second favorite thing about you, after your hugs of course. "Yeah, you're welcome," he smiled back, running his hand through his hair. It was a mess by now, but you still wanted to run your hands through it…or maybe even pull on it-

"Sorting through some of this stuff made me realize how much I...missed you," he said, his tone growing more assured.

Thankfully, you were still facing away from him, not giving him the chance to catch the pained expression that briefly crossed your face.

But you could feel him slowly approaching your frozen figure and found your body silently reacting in ways it shouldn't be, yet again. "Do you miss me?" he asked, his voice heavy.

You held back the urge to scream "Yes!" because admitting that out loud would be taking 3 steps backward.

Admitting that you missed him would be undoing all the work and tears you put into moving on from him and the hopes and dreams you had for a life with him.

Admitting that you missed him would mean giving in to the part of you that thought back to your most intimate moments with him when you touched yourself.

And admitting that you missed him would mean letting him back into the four-cornered box you had locked yourself in for the past 3 years.

But, with every step closer that he took, your resolve disappeared that much faster.

"You okay?" he called for your attention.

Your sharp intake of oxygen brought a tense silence over the room when you turned to face him and realized that he stood close enough for your lips to nearly brush his.

"Peter, I-" you tried to form words, but then you saw his lust-filled brown eyes lower to your lips.

And that was all it took for the last of your self-control to disappear.

"Damn it," you mumbled once you realized what was about to happen.

Before Peter could question your outburst, you found yourself latching onto his jacket lapels and pulling him down to meet your lips.

It took mere milliseconds for Peter to react. After all, he had been thinking about doing this since you swung open the door and looked up at him with those eyes of yours.

His large calloused hands took hold of the sides of your face as you clashed in a heap of teeth and tongue. It was desperate and feverish but it was perfect.

It was a language only you and Peter seemed to master, even now after three years apart.

Your lips moved swiftly against his, eager to taste more and more of him with each passing second. You felt him press his growing bulge flush against you, causing a pathetic whine to involuntarily tumble from your lips and a smirk to find its way onto his.

"I did miss you," you softly spoke, "but we can't do this Peter," the logical part of your brain made an appearance, though you kept peppering his lips with kisses.

As his lips moved to your neck, Peter's hands slid down to your ass where he effortlessly lifted your legs off the ground and up around his waist. The feeling of his hands against the bare skin of your thighs garnered yet another moan from you.

"You don't sound so sure angel," you felt him smirk against your heated skin.

You hadn’t heard that nickname in years yet it sent small chills down your spine for the second time that night.

A mumbled curse slipped your lips when he nipped a particular spot below your ear. That was definitely gonna leave a mark.

You soon gathered the strength to pull Peter's hungry lips away from your body, swinging your arms around his neck to hold yourself up.

"We can’t go back from this, you know that right?" you spoke, the both of you panting from the effects of the last minute.

"I don't wanna go back," Peter shook his head, "I wanna fuck you, right here, right now," his lips immediately found yours before his words could fully resonate.

This caught you by surprise which allowed Peter to slip his tongue between your lips.

As his taste continued to flood your senses, you felt yourself grow alarmingly wet.

Peter knew it too because he slowly pulled back and smirked down at you. "I could smell you from the moment I walked in here. Glad to see three years hasn't changed the way your body reacts to me, angel," he accompanied his words with a quick slap to your ass.

His slap and the familiar pet name left you a moaning mess. Just like he knew it would.

A lovely laugh left Peter's mouth before his lips met yours again.

He walked your entangled bodies over to the kitchen counter without breaking the sloppy kiss.

Peter used one hand to blindly clear the counter and place you on it, which sent your box of things flying toward the floor.

Not that either of you cared.

"Too much clothes," you were barely able to say in between kisses.

You followed up by shoving Peter's jacket off his shoulders which fell to your hardwood floors with a thud. He immediately got the message and got rid of his t-shirt as well.

A shameless whimper left your lips at the sight of his very toned muscles. You easily maneuvered Peter's body closer to you and began kissing and sucking his neck and every other available inch of skin just as you had pictured earlier, making sure to leave a few purple bruises in your wake.

“You’re killing me here baby,” Peter harshly swallowed, his eyes sliding closed as you continued to have your way with his chest.

"Wouldn't be a terrible way to die though, right?" you mumbled between lovebites and licks. You felt like an animal in heat but you just couldn't get enough of him, the occasional flex of his muscles with each slither of your tongue and his deep groans only egging you on more.

The taste of his skin alone could've made you cum easily.

But the same could be said for Peter as the feel of your tongue slithering all along his chest had him practically creaming his pants then and there.

Fucking enhanced senses, he cursed inwardly.

“Alright, ease up pretty girl,” he reluctantly grabbed your head, detaching your swollen lips from his body.

“Your turn,” he tugged at the hem of your top.

You quickly pulled off the oversized t-shirt you were wearing to reveal your bare top half to him.

He spared no time in cupping your breasts with his eager hands. "Fuck, I missed you so much," he mumbled.

"Me, or my boobs?" you jokingly raised a brow at him.

"Definitely both," he grinned, bringing his mouth down to your tits.

As his tongue made contact with the soft mounds, you loudly moaned and wrapped your fingers in his unruly tangle of hair.

He switched between nipping and sucking on your nipples, in the way he knew you liked, while his free hand pinched and squeezed the other.

"Just like that Peter fuck-" hearing his name fall from your lips drove Peter insane.

His tongue flicked your sensitive nipples harder, and his eager sucking pleased you to no end.

Peter eventually pried himself away from your supple breasts, remembering the other parts of you he wanted to worship, and brought his hands to rest on the sides of your head. Your lips connected once more in a delicate kiss.

Though you knew what lay ahead for the evening, you were both perfectly content with each other's lips at the moment, just enjoying the constant waves of pleasure from the intimate contact.

But it wasn't long before the kiss grew heated and you tried to take control. Peter, however, wasn't giving you a chance.

"I leave for three years and you think you're hot shit, huh," he smirked.

"Why don't you ask the guy I fucked on this counter last week," you retorted, knowingly riling him up.

"Don't say shit like that, it's not funny," he nearly growled as his grip on your ass grew more forceful.

You secured your grip on his hair before pressing a small kiss on the side of his lips. "Gimme a reason to shut up then," you challenged him.

“Trust me, I will,” Peter grabbed your hands from his hair and forced them to your sides. His movements were swift as he laid you flat on your counter and ripped your thong off your body.

There he is, you smiled to yourself. This is the Peter you wanted to fucking ruin you.

You felt his face ghost your drenched opening as he deeply inhaled your scent. "You smell fucking delicious baby," he praised you, his mouth actually watering at the thought of tasting you.

A genuine smile found its way onto your face but morphed into a gasp when Peter teasingly ran his tongue up your sensitive slit.

"You taste even better," he added, using his strong arms to bring your thighs closer to his head. He wanted to tease you but it was getting harder to resist the urge to dive right into your heat like a man starved.

"Holy shit," you all but screamed as he briefly nipped at your swollen clit before sucking on it to soothe the sting.

His grip on your thighs combined with the ministrations of his tongue was pure bliss.

You attempted to slip your hands in his hair once more, but found that they were suddenly held in place against your counter by two of his webs.

Your eyes briefly widened at the feel of the rough, sticky material against your wrists, not having felt it in a few years. Back then, you expressed to Peter your desire to engage in some bondage, but being the daughter of a super soldier, it was clear that no rope or wire would be able to hold you. Peter's webs became the next best choice.

"That's not fair," you pouted, though it melded into a moan as Peter continued to suck and lick between your glistening folds.

The sounds of Peter devouring you resounded through the small apartment.

"I'm close Pete," you whined, your chest heaving in arousal.

Peter decided to focus his tongue on your eager bundle of nerves while he slowly inserted two fingers into your pussy. He instantly curled the digits causing you to briefly squirm at the sudden pressure against your G-spot.

"More," you begged, and Peter delivered, adding another finger inside of you. He immediately sped up his motion inside of you, making sure his fingers gauged that spongy spot to drive you over the edge with each thrust inside of you.

“That feels so fucking good, Peter, oh my God," you loudly moaned at the feeling of his fingers inside of you, calling forth an orgasm with no warning.

You repeatedly bucked against Peter's face as you came, white-hot pleasure filling your veins. Peter locked onto your stare, still skillfully working his fingers in and out of you, loving the way you constantly clenched around his fingers.

"Jesus fucking Christ," your legs jerked when Peter dove in and drank every ounce of slick you had to give while still fucking you with his fingers.

With his face now damp of your juices, Peter looked up to meet your blissed-out eyes. "Gimme one more, angel," he placed a soft kiss on your thighs, "I know you can do it for me."

You would do anything to keep Peter's mouth between your legs.

So, you eagerly nodded in response before taking a deep breath in preparation for another onslaught.

You didn't have to wait long.

Peter’s tongue went to work on your glistening hole while his fingers fiddled with your overstimulated clit. And, within minutes, your thighs were trapping Peter's head as an even bigger orgasm rocked you again, the borderline pornographic sounds leaving your lips shooting straight to his hardened cock.

Peter seemed perfectly fine with staying between your legs all night, but you had other plans.

"Pete, I need you inside me," you begged, tears of pleasure leaking from your eyes.

He rose from beneath you and climbed up to free your hands from his webs. "I know, baby, I know," he softly replied, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips and using his hands to soothe your reddened wrists. Your own taste on his tongue flooded your senses which made you even more desperate.

Peter obliged, slipping out of his sweatpants and sliding his girth between your folds. He used one hand to hold himself up above you on the counter, and the other to slowly guide his dick into you.

You both shared a long moan as he buried himself to the hilt inside your pussy, your wetness making it way too easy.

He held still for a few seconds, waiting for you to adjust and give the all clear for him to move.

Eagerness guided your words. “Fuck me, please.”

Peter set a brutal pace, knowing you were more than capable of handling it. Satisfied cries left your chest as you dragged your nails along Peter’s back, hard enough to leave trails.

“You can take it, pretty girl, I know you can,” he groaned as he continued to pound into you, trying desperately not to blow his load with the way you were constantly clenching around him and marking his back.

You tried to reply, but all that you could form were sloppy moans and broken syllables.

“Oh look at you, drunk on my cock already?” he teased with a particularly hard slam that prodded your cervix, “I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

Pleasure-filled cries mingled with words continued to fall from your lips as Peter gently moved a few fallen strands of hair behind your ear with a hand. "-feels so fucking perfect," you muttered, your lips curved into a drunken smile.

Peter reached down and pinched one of your nipples, gaining a loud whimper from you. “I love hearing you make those pretty sounds for me baby,” his strokes grew harder and deeper.

“All for you, Pete, all for you,” you panted as he fucked into you, the delicious smell and sound of sex lingering in the air.

Peter used a hand to wrap around your throat before using the other to reach down and fiddle with your aching clit.

The combination of Peter’s dick hitting that perfect spot, his fingers massaging your clit, and the lack of air from his hand around your neck was making you dizzy and overstimulated.

You fucking loved it.

“God, I missed you,” you spoke breathlessly.

He moved closer to kiss you briefly and tenderly. “I missed you too, baby.”

No amount of time could take away his knowledge on how to please you, how to get you like this with ease, not when you were all he thought about for years on end.

Peter pressed a quick kiss to your forehead then continued to fuck you on your kitchen counter.

"I'm gonna cum again baby, right fucking there," you moaned out.

Peter's grip on your neck grew tighter. "Not yet, don't you cum until I tell you to sweetheart," he commanded you, removing his fingers from your clit.

A frustrated groan rumbled in your chest as you forced yourself to sustain your orgasm.

"Don't pout," he smirked.

And before you could realize it, Peter had pulled out of you and effortlessly flipped you onto your stomach.

A hand soon gripped your hair, yanking you up against his chest and eliciting a pitiful whine from you.

"Tell me what you want,” Peter commanded, using his free hand to strike your ass. Hard.

You whimpered again at the sting of his slap. “I need you inside me. Please,” you pleaded.

He seized your hair harsher and leaned forward for his lips to graze against your ears. “Beg.”

A small whine left your lips at his words. You were so desperate you didn’t even care how embarrassing this would be in retrospect. “I need to cum, Peter. Please baby you're the only one who can make me cum.”

Peter pressed a kiss to your neck, nearly causing you to lose your footing. And he soon complied by ramming himself back into you.

“Oh my Fuck-“ you cried before biting your lip, suddenly aware that you had neighbors.

But Peter pulled his cock from your heat, with just the tip remaining, before roughly slamming into you, his hips slamming against your ass with the motion. “Come on, lemme hear you angel.”

He repeated the action, knocking the air out of your chest, “Peter!” your hands gripped the sides of your counter with such force you were sure you felt it crack under your grasp.

Peter caught wind of this and freed your hair before using his hands to pull your hands behind your back. "You're so perfect baby," he mumbled in your ear, continuing to brutally fuck you from behind, "So fucking beautiful with my cock inside you."

"I can't hold it anymore," you cried, "I need to cum, Peter, please."

With that whiny tone and those overstimulated tears to top it off, Peter couldn't deny you any longer. "Let it all out for me sweetheart. Cum for me," he littered your shoulders with kisses.

Your eyes slammed shut as your walls contracted around his cock, pleasure shooting through you and rocking you on a seemingly cellular level. Your mouth opened in a silent moan, unable to form a sound from the satisfied tremors attacking your nerves. The intensity of your finish is one only brought on when Peter fucked you and it was damn near cosmic.

"Shit," you groaned in relief, your long-awaited climax passing.

Peter slowed his movements inside of you and released your hands. "You did so good for me angel," he pushed your hair aside and kissed your neck, trying to stave off his own orgasm for a little while longer.

Aftershocks rocked your body while Peter continued sporadically moving inside of you, yet you couldn't get enough. Your body was more than ready to keep taking whatever he dished out.

Peter didn't need to read your mind to see that, but he needed to make sure. His lips kept up their onslaught on your neck as he softly spoke, "You wanna keep going?"

"Hell yes," you panted with a grin that he couldn't fully see, "You still haven't cum yet, and my bed is still fully made."

Happy with your response, Peter gave your ass a sharp smack. "That's my girl."

He pulled out of you and turned your body to face him, smiling at the sight of your fucked out face. "Three orgasms and a handful of tears later and you're still the most beautiful girl in the world," he held you by the sides of your face.

His words left you reeling, causing a slight blush to dust your cheeks and butterflies to swirl within your stomach.

Before you could form a response, Peter leaned down to kiss you. He soon hoisted up your legs around his waist, preparing to escort you to your bed as per your own demands.

As he looked around for the bed's location, you took advantage of his momentary distraction and latched your lips onto his neck, reapplying the bruises you left there that were slowly fading already.

Peter was the happiest man on earth as he walked over to your bed, his cock prodding your soaked entrance, and your lips ravaging his neck.

He carefully sat on the edge of your bed, with you now on his lap and your legs still around him. You expected him to ease his length back into you but he slowly brought your head down to meet his intense stare.

You carefully wrapped your hands around his shoulders to keep yourself up, the silence in the room growing deafening.

You could tell from his eyes that he desperately wanted to say something, and you wondered if it was the same thing you had been considering as well.

But you were both aware of what saying those words would mean for your broken relationship and simply settled for smiles instead.

Peter brought a hand up to lay your forehead against his, allowing your breathing to momentarily sync.

"You ready for me?" he questioned you with a hand at the nape of your neck to hold your head against his.

You immediately nodded in response causing his own head to shake in time with yours. A small laugh was shared between you both as your nose continued to brush his own.

"You're adorable," you said before you could stop yourself.

That stupid full-toothed grin that you hadn't seen in a while soon spread across his beautiful face at your words, gaining another laugh from you.

"Last round?” you eventually pleaded with a smile.

"Anything for you," Peter replied, meaning it in every way. Adoration littered his stare as he slowly lowered you onto his length.

A satisfied mewl slipped your lips at the familiar feel of him.

The slow drag of his cock in and out of you, while he rocked your hips back and forth to grind on him, had your bottom lip sucked between your teeth with eyes closed and head thrown back in pleasure.

But Peter wanted to see it all. He wrapped a hand around your neck and forced you to meet his dilated eyes. “Keep your eyes on me, baby.”

His soft yet stern tone caused you to swallow back a moan as you continued to move on his girth.

He then slapped your ass with his free hand, silently urging you to move faster.

You leaned down and quickly kissed his lips before happily obliging, now beginning to bounce in his lap, chasing your next climax.

“There you go angel, just like that,” Peter’s stare never wavered.

Peter furiously fucked up into you, your moans and the constant smack of skin on skin filling the apartment.

His other hand which never left your throat now squeezed it harder. “Fuck!” You were barely able to moan out as your breasts bounced with your every move.

“Shit, you’re gripping me like a vice,” Peter groaned, his crude pace never faltering though his orgasm was closer than ever.

Your bed creaked under the onslaught of your bodies, but neither of you payed it any attention only having one goal in mind.

“One more time,” Peter planted his feet on the ground to get a better angle, "Need you to cum on my cock one more time."

But from the broken pacing of his hips to the strong furrow of his brow, you could tell he was close too. “Together?” You breathlessly suggested, grasping the nape of his neck with your hands.

Peter nodded in agreement before engulfing your chest and back with his arms, pulling you closer to his body.

Your breaths mingled, eyes focused on nothing except each other as his grip on your upper body allowed him to help you ride him even faster.

"Yes, Pete, oh my God-" pleas, curses, and moans tumbled from your lips as your skin buzzed at your incoming release.

"There you go, cum for me," Peter's voice grew strangled as his hips stuttered below you.

"Fuck," you wailed, your finish hitting you like a freight train and your pussy leaking into Peter's length.

The intense clench of your walls around him was all it took for Peter to explode with a groan, his pace faltering with that final pump.

"Holy shit baby," he panted, his cum painting your walls in spurts.

His firm hold on your body brought you collapsing on your bed together, satisfied and smiling.

And, for what felt like hours, you lay there in his arms. But of course, your thoughts began to run rampant.

Peter could damn near hear your thoughts spiraling.

"I don't regret this," he suddenly broke the silence you had elapsed into, "Do you?"

"Peter I-...I don't know," you freed yourself from his hold and sat up to look at him.

His brows furrowed at your response, hurt briefly flashing across his features.

"I loved you," you spoke, "I loved you more than anything."

"I know. I loved you too," Peter nodded with a small smile.

"And I will never blame you for leaving. Ever," you slipped a hand in his own and squeezed briefly.

"But?"

Your eyes stung with tears threatening to fall. "What happened to us, it damn near destroyed me, Peter. And it took so so long to put myself back together."

Peter swallowed harshly at your words.

"And then here you come, waltzing in here, fucking my brains out and making me feel things," you lowered your head, looking away from him.

You heard Peter move closer to you before feeling him lift your chin to face him again. His expression wasn't as disappointed as you'd expected, just confused. "Spit it out. I know you're holding something back."

"Why'd you come back here and-and do all this? Reminding me of what we had when you know you're gonna be gone again in the next few weeks?" you felt your voice shrink to a broken whisper.

Peter used his thumb to wipe away a lone tear that fell from your eye, his previously puzzled look now morphing into a smirk. There was obviously something he wasn't telling you.

You sniffled and lightly hit Peter's shoulder. "Well, now it's your turn bug face, spit out whatever you're hiding!"

You received no answer other than Peter leaning forward and pressing a deep kiss against your lips. You eagerly accepted and returned the spontaneous action but were left even more confused when he pulled away.

"That wasn't an answer," you arched a brow at Peter.

"I'm not going anywhere," he smiled.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that I'm moving back to New York, or already moved, technically," he began to explain.

Your mouth opened and closed in shock as your brain fumbled for a response and came up inconclusive.

"I'm gonna finish out the school year online and stay here to take care of Aunt May. I mean it, baby, I'm not going anywhere," he grinned, watching tears of joy fall from your eyes.

"This better not be some sick fucking joke Peter, I swear to God," you pointed a finger at him accusingly.

"Can you shut up and just come here?"

You couldn't help but laugh as you obliged and grabbed Peter's neck before pulling him in for another kiss, your face still wet from tears and a smile almost permanently etched onto your face.

You pulled away but sank into his open arms. You relished how securely he held you. "I'm so happy," you said aloud, truly meaning it for the first time in a long time, though it was only meant to be an inner thought.

Peter kissed your forehead and looked down to meet your eyes, "I'll never stop making you happy, Y/N."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

#tasm peter parker #peter parker #peter parker smut #peter parker x reader #tasm!peter smut #tasm!spiderman x you #tasm!peter x y/n #andrew!peter x reader #andrew garfield #marvel smut #smut #oneshot #welcome back #tasm!peter parker smut

[starsainzjr]

Old Money pt. 2

Pairing: Carlos Sainz x show jumper!reader Faceclaim: Jessica Springsteen

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yourusername Bahrain

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yourusername First half of the week completed! So proud of @/carlossainz55 for bringing home P1. Now it's my turn 😉

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carlossainz55 All because of my good luck charm! Can't wait to be with you this week

yourusername Te amo ❤️

scuderiaferrari Make sure you bring that cornicello for luck!

yourusername Putting it in my jacket pocket as we speak

charles_leclerc Yn Carlos almost left without me tell him that's not fair

yourusername He says he's sorry and he'll give you the window seat on the flight to Jeddah charles_leclerc All is forgiven

usajumping Carry that energy into this week!

blackfireproofs AHA YES THE POWER COUPLE RETURNS

parispodium I have been looking forward to this for longer than I am willing to admit

carlossainz55 Doha

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carlossainz55 My love! So excited to have been able to watch @/yourusername take the top step this week. Two more trophies to add to the shelf

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yourusername We're gonna need a bigger shelf

landonorris That's such a flex. Don't spare us lowlings yourusername One day you'll get a shelf too landonorris You know what carlossainz55 Easy, you two

charles_leclerc I never knew these could be so stressful

carlossainz55 I thought you were gonna chew through your own lip parispodium Oh hun, welcome to the world of competitive show jumping

scuderiaferrari If you come back into the garage smelling like a stable one more time, Carlos

yourusername Jeddah

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yourusername Managed to catch him off guard 🥰 Another great weekend @/carlossainz55! I love you so much

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carlossainz55 Always manage to do better when I know I have you watching me

yourusername And you always manage to give me a good show

charles_leclerc What do I have to do to get you over to my side of the garage

yourusername Muffins. Chocolate chip muffins. Specifically made by your mother. charles_leclerc Deal.

scuderiaferrari Royal Couple of Maranello. Calling it right now

chiliconcarlos So like. To what Gods do we sacrifice to in order to get boyfriends like Carlos...

parispodium IDK but when you find out let us know

landonorris Okay, yes, Charles' mom's muffins are actually the best things ever but what do I have to give you in order to get you in the McLaren garage...

yourusername Wear Ferrari red

yourusername Melbourne

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yourusername His face when I asked if we could do a shoey after his win will never get old

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carlossainz55 In my defense, it came out of the blue

yourusername It was a valid question!

danielricciardo Are we doing shoeys? I'm on my way

landonorris Wait for me I got little legs! yourusername I cannot believe I'm seeing this rn

parispodium God, they are. Goals.

blackfireproofs Yn's ability to bring the entire grid together will never not amaze me

scuderiaferrari We're gonna need you in the garage every weekend. We don't make the rules

carlossainz55 I support this message

carlossainz55 Miami Beach

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carlossainz55 Nothing quite like being the date of the winner

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yourusername My loudest cheerleader

carlossainz55 It helps if you always have something to cheer for

teamkpf @/yourusername Are you gonna leave some wins for the rest of us this season?

yourusername Only if you're nice to me

scuderiaferrari @/usajumping Are we gonna have to work out a custody agreement with these two?

usajumping I think we're rapidly approaching that line, yes

blackfireproofs The way that Ferrari is liking all her posts too

parispodium I'm new to F1, does Ferrari do the Red Bull thing of having a load of different athletes across a bunch of different sports? blackfireproofs They don't that I know of but they should start. Yn would be such a grab if they could get her name to their brand officially

yourusername Madrid

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yourusername A little downtime never hurt anybody

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carlossainz55 Rest and recharge, ready to win again

yourusername Gotta fill up that new shelf one way or another

landonorris Why wasn't I invited

carlossainz55 You wanted to come on the romantic weekend? landonorris ...yes yourusername Invest in some earplugs

blackfireproofs They are the blueprint I swear

chiliwilicarlos I'm absolutely feral for them. One of these days I'm going to go off the edge and not come back

carlossainz55 Emilia-Romagna

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carlossainz55 Nothing quite beats eating freshly made pasta across from the love of your life

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yourusername Crazy, it seems like we had the same night

carlossainz55 Almost like you were my date or something. Weird

landonorris Unfair. You heard how much I was craving pasta and now you do this to me

carlossainz55 When you finally find a girlfriend then you can come on the pasta dates yourusername Oh we have a few more years of peace then landonorris Yn you're so nice to me

blackfireproofs I will never recover from them

yourusername Maranello

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yourusername 👀

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scuderiaferrari

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scuderiaferrari We are thrilled to announce our new partnership with @/yourusername! Please welcome Yn Yln to the Ferrari athlete family!

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yourusername So thrilled to start this journey! Thank you thank you!

carlossainz55 My girl 🥰

charles_leclerc Another teammate to annoy! Best Christmas ever

yourusername Slightly less thrilled carlossainz55 It's August...

parispodium This was spoken into existence

yourusername Milan

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yourusername First event as a Ferrari athlete! Could not have had a better date either 😉

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scuderiaferrari Brought a certain glow to the red carpet!

carlossainz55 You're a much better date than Charles, mi amor

charles_leclerc I take offense to that. Deep, deep offense yourusername It's okay Charles, you're always welcome as the third wheel landonorris I thought I was third wheel

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#f1 fanfic #f1 social media au #f1 x reader #f1 x you #social media au #carlos sainz social media au #carlos sainz x you #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz fanfic #f1 imagine

[heyiwrotesomethings]

DEMON SLAYER CUZ YESSSSSSSS.

shinobu x female reader

I wanna kick uzuis ass again soooooooo

Uzui is being a dick to everyone because he is in a mood and make fun of shinobu (u find the reason nth comes to mind rn) and the reader having an awful day herself kicks his ass and brings him to his wives "next time that disgrace you call a husband insults my soon to be wife again I'm gonna cut his tongue of and shove it so far up his ass it will come out of his mouth again 🙃

have a good day ladies oh and do keep him a check or I will 🙂 byeeeee"

gl finishing all of those rqst

Bad Morning

Shinobu Kochou x She/Her Reader

A/N: I don’t know what’s up with me, but this threat was a bit too descriptive for me and since this is like, at least the third time we’re beating Uzui up, this one is kind of lackluster, apologies! Hopefully I still got the message across lol. Hope you still like it! Word Count: ~1,220

Uzui Tengen woke up on the wrong side of the bed earlier that morning. Which was to say Suma had accidentally pushed Makio out of bed, which in turn lead to Makio dragging her out of said bed by the ankles in retaliation. Tengen tried his best to ignore them and focus on Hinatsuru’s cute mumblings as she turned to lay on her other side, but Makio’s growls and Suma’s cries made it downright impossible.

“Could you two keep it down, goddamnit! Why does this have to happen every morning?!”

“Maybe we should invest in a bigger bed.” Hinatsuru murmured, pressing a pillow over her head.

“Or we just make Suma sleep on the floor. She kicked me last night too and I have the bruise to prove it!” Makio pulled up the hem of her sleepware to show the bruise her thigh was sporting and Suma wailed.

“I’m sorry! Let me kiss it better! Don’t make me sleep on the floor Makio, please!”

“Nobody is sleeping on the floor!” Tengen groaned. “I’ll get a bigger bed, okay? Can I just get one more hour of sleep—“

“Caw!” Nijimaru came in through the window with flapping wings and rattling beads. A damn fine, flamboyant bird if Tengen did say so himself, but he couldn’t think of anyone he’d rather see less at the moment. “You’ll be late for the meeting if you stay in bed any longer, Uzui!”

“Damn it all, that’s today?” Tengen shot out of bed, jamming his toe against the bedside table. He cursed and limped his way to the bathroom, now even more pissed because he would have to skip his morning skin care routine if he was going to make it to Oyakata-sama’s mansion in time.

He barely had enough time to bathe and put on his makeup before heading out the door. No time to even eat breakfast. At least Suma ran him some toast at the door and jumped up to give him a quick peck on the cheek. It certainly made up for the rude awakening at least, sweet girl.

Still, all the toast and kisses in the world couldn’t make him shake off the sour mood he was in. His morning routine was sacred. When his routine was disturbed, it honestly felt like his whole day was ruined.

People have bad days. It’s normal to maybe ask for a little space, to tell people you aren’t really feeling yourself, but the moment you use your bad morning as an excuse to be shitty to other people, then expect your day to get much, much worse.

“Iguro, come on man. Can you get your scrawny ass outta my way? Shouldn’t you be sitting like a broody tree’d raccoon by now?”

“We’re talking, walk around. It’s a fucking garden.” Sanemi was quick to shoot back as Obanai glared.

“Nobody can make anything easy today, can they?” Tengen sighed loudly, bumping into Sanemi as he walked past the two fuming men.

He rested in his usual spot, hoping to maybe get a little bit more sleep in before the Master arrived. However, Mitsuri was talking up a storm with Shinobu and (Y/n) and the excitement in her voice as she spoke made it hard for Tengen to relax.

“She made me dango for helping me get her cat out of the tree! Isn’t that great? It was really good too! And then—!”

“Gods, Kanroji,” Tengen groaned, “would it kill you to take a page out of Tomioka’s book and be quite for once?”

“Hey! What the hell is your problem?” (Y/n) scowled.

“Just because you woke up on the wrong side of the bed, it doesn’t give you license to make everyone else around you feel miserable as well.” Shinobu chimed in, she put a reassuring hand on Mitsuri’s shoulder while she gave Tengen a disapproving look.

“I’m gonna kill that bastard.” Obanai growled, Kaburamaru hissed in agreement.

“Perhaps you should take a page out of Tomioka-san’s book and butt out of conversations that have nothing to do with you, hm? Contrary to what your ego may tell you, the world does not revolve around you.” Shinobu added for good measure.

“Big words for somebody so small. I could crush you like a grape between my fingers.”

“Uzui, my friend! You should stop talking before you say something you’ll really regret!” Rengoku advised.

“So disgruntled,” Shinobu tisked pityingly, “Given how out of sorts you are this morning, I doubt you could even brush me with those meaty, perpetually sweaty hands.

Tengen took a deep breath through clenched teeth, but (Y/n) spoke up before him, her voice low, warning,

“Uzui-san, I’d listen to Rengoku-san if I were you. Act like an adult and let it go. With any luck, the meeting will be over in an hour and you can sleep the rest of the day away.”

“Tch,“ Tengen sneered, “how about this, you tell your little, and I do mean shrimpy, puny, girlfriend to zip it, and then I will too.”

“I am not her keeper.” (Y/n) said through gritted teeth.

“Well if she can’t keep her mouth shut, why should I?!”

“Ah, my deepest apologies, Uzui-san,” Shinobu began, not looking very sorry at all, “(Y/n) and I had a rather late night in the lab ourselves. My mistake for trying to hold you to the same standards we hold ourselves to.”

Tengen was seeing red. He wanted to wipe that perfect little smile right off of Shinobu’s face and before he could think better of it, he had thought of something to say that would hit her where it would hurt.

“Wipe that fake-ass smile off your face, little Kanae wannabe. You want to imitate her so bad, start by acting like less of a bitch maybe.”

Well, that sure made the smile fall from Shinobu’s lips. Her expression became impassive, an eerie blankness, but no one took the time to really notice because (Y/n) was already leaping to her feet, kicking up pebbles that scattered over Tengen’s thighs as she got closer.

“The fuck did you just say?!” Sanemi growled, his head snapping towards Uzui.

“Uzui-san, I know you can be abrasive, but that kind of talk is unacceptable.” Gyomei spoke up for the first time that day and that was how Tengen knew he might have really fucked up.

“Okay, okay, you are a fucking dead man now! I don’t give a damn about you not getting your beauty sleep, you wanna play nasty, we’ll play nasty alright!”

(Y/n) knew Shinobu could take care of herself, but she also knew that Uzui had hit a nerve. Like Shinobu had said, they had a tough night, tougher than Uzui’s, she imagined. She had been helping Shinobu with her latest experiment on her journey to find a poison that could end an Upper Moon.

Despite all of the promising research, the experiment had fallen flat, or well, more accurately caused a small explosion that (Y/n) and Shinobu spent the next three hours cleaning up after. Thankfully they had been wearing the proper gear during the whole ordeal, but they still smelt overwhelmingly of wisteria.

(Y/n) got close enough to Uzui that he could smell it on her and the potency stung his nose. She grabbed him by the collar of his uniform and he engulfed her wrist with his hand—

“Oyakata-sama is coming!” Mitsuri squealed, noticing two of the Master’s children leading him around the building. It must have been one of his good days and he decided to take a stroll.

“I’m not done with you.” (Y/n) hissed, letting go of Uzui’s uniform with a shove before quickly dropping to the ground.

“You’re like a yappy little dog,” he sneered, “All I gotta say is, ‘boo!’ and you’ll be shaking in your sandals.”

“The first thing I’m gonna do is cut out your own tongue and feed it to you, asshole.”

Tengen grit his teeth together. The Master was much too close now to continue trading vulgarities.

Tengen started out the meeting boiling hot, but listening to the Master speak had its usual calming affects and before Tengen knew it, he was in a relaxed, meditative state. It was the closest thing to sleep one could have while awake. It was like magic. The Master bid them all farewell and Tengen inhaled deeply, then released a relaxed exhaled, tension leaving his shoulders. He felt so much better—

(Y/n)’s fist came sailing at him with all the force of a mantis shrimp and she decked him, making direct contact with his temple.

“Alright Uzui, how about you and me go for a little stroll?” (Y/n) grunted, heaving the hulking man to his feet was no simple task, especially now that he was having a hard time standing up himself after that vision spotting hit. She turned to look back at Shinobu with adoration and concern, “Would you like to come along, dear?”

“I suppose.” Shinobu shrugged before rising to her feet as well. Truthfully, she didn’t want to have to look at Uzui for another minute, but if (Y/n) accidentally killed him, that would be one less Hashira and they were already spread thin enough as it was.

The remaining Hashira, that cared enough to, watched on as (Y/n) pulled Tengen away from the mansion by his ear, very thankful they weren’t in his shoes at that moment.

Tengen shuffled down the path, bending with (Y/n)’s sharp pushes and pulls while the two women discussed what they should eat for lunch. Sadistic beings…

Though it was hard for his eyes to focus because of that sharp punch to his temple, he soon recognized the scenery and realized (Y/n) was taking him home, to what end, he was afraid to find out.

“Good afternoon, ladies.” He heard (Y/n)’s muffled voice through the ringing in his ears.

“Oh gods, what did he do this time?” Makio groaned.

“(Y/n)-san, I don’t know what he did, but please, be a little more gentle with him.” Hinatsuru requested hesitantly.

She was hesitant because she knew her husband had a track record of saying or doing stupid things. Even Suma, the most sympathetic of the bunch, could agree that sometimes getting slapped around a little bit was warranted when it came to their husband’s unfiltered words and uncouth actions.

“Don’t worry, I caught him off guard with the first punch, so I didn’t go any further. I probably nearly fractured his skull since he didn’t think to defend himself at all, don’t you think so, Shinobu?”

“Oh yes, given how he’s been wobbling, and that he threw up in the bushes on the way here, it’s safe to say he would have been in real trouble if you had decided to keep going.”

Makio, Hina and Suma paled, quickly taking possession of their loopy husband when (Y/n) offered him to them. It was difficult to keep all that muscle up right, so they could only imagine just how furious (Y/n) was to have been able to basically drag him all the way home.

“The next time your disgraceful, woefully un-flamboyant husband says or does anything that hurts my fiancée, intentionally or not, he may not make it back to you in one piece. Understand?”

“Yes, we’ll talk to him. I’m sorry.” Hinatsuru hung her head low.

“You have nothing to apologize for, but when your husband snaps out of it, you might suggest he start looking for ways to atone because I’m not quite so sure I could hold myself back if I see him again too soon. That single punch was not satisfying at all.”

“We’ll work on it.” Makio swore.

“We promise! Please don’t kill him!” Suma sobbed.

“I won’t kill him, too much paperwork.” (Y/n) promised, then after a pause added, “Well, I wouldn’t kill him on purpose anyway.”

“Here,” Shinobu stepped up to the three horrified looking wives and handed Hinatsuru a small paper bag, “I suspect he has a concussion. I have provided all instructions and materials needed to give him proper treatment.”

“Thank you…” the three answered in unison.

Shinobu gave them a short nod of acknowledgment before linking back up with (Y/n). The two strolled off like nothing had happened, smiling and gazing lovingly into each other’s eyes as they disappeared over the hill.

“We need that new bed stat!” Suma said with an exhausted sigh as the trio dragged Tengen into the house.

“I think our dumbass husband needs a personality check more.” Makio grunted.

#demon slayer oneshots #kny oneshots #demon slayer x reader #kny x reader #shinobu x reader #shinobu kocho x reader #shinobu kochou x reader #requests #anonymous

[elli3luvs]

sitting on my lunch break as a barista rn kicking my feet and giggling at ur ellie coffeeshop au. requesting a oneshot where ellie & reader are coworkers at a coffeeshop/bookstore or whatever and they have a crush on each other !! love ur writing <3

a/n: AHH I LOVE THISS i want to be coworkers with ellie <;/3 and I'm so glad you are liking the coffee shop fic!! it makes me so happy to see you guys enjoying it so much haha

cw: AWKWARD ELLIE, like so awkward i love her, mr. beast mention LMFAOO

wc: 800

you needed to be working. if your manager ever happened to look at the cameras, you would be reprimanded for sure. but, you couldn't help it.

you sat behind the register peering around a bookshelf to look at the coffee shop in a snug corner. the bookstore you worked at wasn't huge but when the local coffee shop proposed opening a small area in your store, your manager happily agreed.

it was small enough to only need 1-2 workers a day. today just happened to have 1 person working.

ellie.

a smile crept on your lips as you thought of her name. she was the main barista at the small coffee shop, maybe even the manager? you didn't deal with the shop much but all you knew that was when ellie worked, you couldn't help but stare. she was kind enough to bring you a cup of coffee some days. when you were crazy busy and there were no tasks at the shop she even jumped in to help you with customers.

you would always tell her you were fine but she would wave you off, ringing up customers as if she originally worked at the bookstore.

she snuck into your heart with her small acts of kindness.

you tear your eyes away from her to scan the small store, seeing if any customers were in. to your surprise (and benefit) there wasn't.

it was time.

you hop off the small stool you were seated on and made your way over to ellie.

"slow day, huh?" you shove your hands in your apron as you approach her.

she laughs, nodding her head, "yes it is! feels like the shift is never gonna end. i don't think i've seen more than 4 people today." her sleeves were rolled up to reveal her forearm tattoo as she washed some spare dishes. that damn forearm tattoo always got you blushing.

you look out the window, "i thought since school was out today some kids would stop by."

ellie clicks her tongue, "kids don't read anymore. they are all about their ipads and... what's, what's that one youtuber called?"

you look back at her and shrug, "i have no clue. i don't keep up, too old." she looks like she's racking her brain to find the answer.

"mr. beast? i think that's who the kids are into. or is it someone else?" ellie was wondering out loud, scrubbing her last cup. you furrow your brows at the name.

you have never even heard of him before.

"i don't know him," ellie hums in acknowledgment, shaking her hands free from the water, "maybe we will get busy soon. only have about 2 hours before we close up."

ellie wipes her hands on a towel before leaning against the counter, eyes locking on yours, "maybe. we don't usually have many customers before we close, though." she looks in between you and the floor like something is bothering her.

"that's true." you finish out the conversation, settling in a sort of awkward silence. her eyes were darting back and forth while her bottom lip was tugged between her teeth, "well, i'll go tidy up my side of the store. bye bye!"

even if you wanted to sit and talk to ellie all day, you couldn't just completely abandon your job. you go to turn around but her saying 'wait!' pauses you in your tracks. you look at her with curious eyes.

"are you, uh, doin' anything tonight?" her hand rubs the back of her neck as she peers at you with a look in her eyes you can't quite place.

this was perfect.

you never thought ellie would be the one to initiate so this was a pleasant surprise. she always seemed sort of reserved so you figured you would have to be the one to shoot your shot.

you clasp your hands in front of you, a smile forming, "no, i'm actually free tonight."

ellie lets out a small breath of relief, "wanna go to the arcade? play some mortal kombat? if... if that's what your into, of course. we could definitely play something els-"

"that's perfect, ellie," she smiles at your reassurance, "meet you at the back doors after we get through closing?"

she gives a thumbs up, cringing slightly at her action, "sounds perfect!"

you wanted to tease her for her awkwardness but you couldn't do that to her. not yet at least.

maybe one day.

#ellie williams imagine #ellie williams x you #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams

[spideycatt]

Hair Day || M.M x BlackBoho!Reader

Oneshot

Synopsis:

You do Miles' hair, to say he's tenderheaded is an understatement... (can be read as 1610 or 42 Miles)

Word Count: 1.4K

Song Recs: Dangerous // Meek Mill, Trust // Brent Faiyaz, 2AM // SZA, My Boo // Usher

Warnings: Fem Reader, Reader has a potty mouth (use of the word nigga like 3 times), use of aave (mainly reader, some miles), smoking dojaaaa, shot-gunning, reader has locs, banter, suggestive jokes (Miles is a jokester y'all), reader is black (cuz some of y'all can't read), no spanish bc I'm rusty with it rn :(

I think that's it lol. lmk if I missed something!!

[not proofread]

"I was in love with you when we were younger, you were myyyy, my boo." You sang and nodded your head to the beat of "My Boo," playing off your speaker, bracelets dangling together as you got all your hair products together. Miles texted you a couple of hours ago asking if you could wash and braid his hair for him since his mom was at work. That leaves you here now, on the floor, searching for your mousse under your bathroom sink.

"You know, seeing you like this is funny.."

You jumped and hit your head on the cabinet (ouchie) as you heard your boyfriend's voice suddenly behind you. Whipping your head around to glare at the tall boy, quick to fuss at him. "Bro, who told you you could just pop up whenever you wanted without texting first?"

"Uhm, first of all, I'm not your bro," He said, pulling you off the ground. "And I did text baby, but it seems like you were away from the phone." He finishes as he tries to put a small peck to your lips, but you move your head to the side. "Damn, baby. It's like that now?"

"Nigga don't play with me. You fucking made me hit my head, so yeah, it's like that," you answer like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "How'd you even get in?" you wondered aloud, quickly getting your answer as you glanced at your now open window. "Oh."

"Yeah, oh. You should start locking that."

"As if that shit would stop you."

"You got me there." He chuckled, looking at you walk to change the song on your phone. 2 AM by SZA starts playing. "Whatya looking for anyway?" your boyfriend questions you. "Mousse, you said you wanted braids, right?" You reply, looking at him over your shoulder as he nods. "Gimme a sec. I'm gonna go ask my mom if she has some," you uttered before leaving the room. Miles took a second to take in your room; it's been a while since he's been in here since you both have been busy with school and work. He missed the smell of your incense burning and the after-smell of the weed you almost always smoked before he got there. You snap him out of his trance as you walk back into the room with the mousse you'd been searching for.

"Aight lil' nigga get in the bathroom," You pat him on the shoulder. "Shirt off, too."

"Oh?" he smirked.

"Miles."

"Right."

You made quick work of setting the towel on the floor and another on the edge of the tub, having a feeling he was gonna wet everything up. "Okie-dokie on your butt." You say as you stand over him, removing your wrist jewelry and putting your locs up in a bun. He looks up at you with a weird smug look on his face. "Y'know, you standing over me like that reminds me of-"

"Don't een finish that sentence." You cut him off with a pointed look.

"Right."

"C'mon baby, lean your head back, and scoot down a lil bit. You know you tall." You guide him while turning on the faucet.

"You're really pretty.." he whispered, looking up at you getting the shampoo and conditioner. You chuckled while kicking off your long skirt to reveal shorts underneath, "Thanks, Miles."

Squirting shampoo on your hands, you lean over to massage it into Miles' scalp thoroughly, moving onto the ends once you finished soaping up his roots. You move one hand to fix your shirt, not doubting that your cleavage is all in your boyfriend's face. Not that he would complain.

It seems like you might've tugged your hand away from Miles' hair too quickly, making him hiss with a slight wince.

"Mami, at least try to be gentle." He whined loudly, bringing his hands up to latch onto your thigh.

"Boy, if you don't get ya ass off me while I'm trying to finish this! Stop being a baby, and it's not my fault you're so damn tender-headed."

"Rude..."

You rinse out his hair a little gentler this time, getting the wide tooth comb out to detangle his hair.

"Aight, just gotta detangle and condition it, and we'll be done!" You smiled and leaned down to peck his cheek. "Be good. This might hurt. If you start screaming and hollering, imma pop you."

And boy, did he get popped—a lot.

"Miles, calm down. This is the last section!" You laughed, tears coming down your face as you watched your boyfriend act like a little kid getting their hair done for the first time. He glared at you as a singular tear started to roll down his cheek. He wiped it quickly, though.

You finally finish conditioning the last section of your boyfriend's hair and start to towel dry it, kissing all over his face as an apology for 'hurting' him.

You both make quick work of drying his hair and moisturizing it, now sitting on your bed to have a quick smoke break. "You feeling better now, baby?" You ask Miles, guiding the blunt to your mouth with your beaded joint holder and inhaling, blowing the smoke in his face while he still pouted at you.

"You got some heavy ass hands."

"Keep playin', and Ima put these 'heavy ass hands' on you." You argue as you see him eyeing the blunt in your hand.

"You want some?"

"Mhm."

You smile as you take a hit and grab his jaw, pulling him into a sweet kiss and exhaling the smoke into his mouth. He smiles, sighing into the kiss. You put the blunt down on the ashtray sitting on top of your bedside table, stretching your arms as you spoke. "Aight, c'mon, big boy, I got somewhere to be later."

He eyed you as he put a pillow on the ground to sit on, obviously wanting to say something but deciding to bite his tongue. You try to move fast, sectioning his hair into four parts gently.

Dangerous by Meek Mill plays as you finish up his second to last braid, nodding your head to the song as you mumble the lyrics. "And when I'm in it, you be maxin' on a million... And when I hit it back to back, you make me still cum," you notice Miles smirking to himself in the floor-length mirror as you finish up his last braid.

"Miles. Don't even."

"I wasn't even gonna say anything!"

"I see that damn smirk. You ain't slick." You argue as you pop his shoulder lightly with the comb. "C'mon, get up. I gotta get dressed."

"Where you even going?" He questioned you, scratching his ass as he stood up and stretched.

"First of all, ew. Gross. Act like you got some damn sense while you at my house." You roll your eyes, walking to your drawer to grab your swimsuit and cover-up. "Me and my girls are going to have a drink at the beach."

"Any boys going?" He interrogated, walking over to see what you pulled out. "You not wearing that, right?"

"Uhmm, only one guy, [friend's name]'s boyfriend. And yes, I'm wearing this. I'm not finna argue with you about it either."

He pouted. "But-"

"But nothing, Miles, it's a beach. I'm gonna wear a bathing suit." you cut him off, walking over to him as you take your top off. "I know how to take care of myself. Now go somewhere, boy."

It was clear he wanted to argue about it more but decided against it. "Alright.. take some good pics for me, ok, ma? I'mma head out. Text me when you get back home. Love ya." He said, placing a loving kiss on your lips before stepping out your window. "And lock the window before you leave!"

"I will. Bye, baby." You shook your head, shutting the window and locking it after watching Miles step off your fire escape onto the pavement below, walking away as he turned around and blew you a kiss. Of course, you blew a kiss back.

And damn, did your back and arms hurt after all that.

And the kid didn't even say thank you.

#miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles morales x black reader #earth 42 miles #spiderman #a #bohostyle #across the spiderverse #songfic #oneshot #fluff #earth 42 miles x black reader #iheartnabi! #first fic #fanfic #fanfiction

[demonsocialworker]

After Midnight - Eddie Munson

A/N: college has been kicking my ass i should be going to sleep rn but whatever ig

female xreader/smut/set in season 5

Smut warning: unprotected sex, orgasm denial, begging

TWs: unprotected sex, kinda stalkerish

You stared at Eddie all day. In the halls, at lunch, and during the one class you had with him. Your best friend Melinda was getting tired of you watching him all day, "Oh my god, you're totally a stalker!" she said. She had caught you staring at him for the fourth time during lunch that day. "No, I'm not! I just think he's cute that's all." Melinda rolled her eyes as soon as the sentence got out of your mouth, "You're right. You think he's the cutest guy in the whole school but instead of asking him out, you decided to watch him all day. Definitely not stalkerish at all." She stood up and started to go bus her tray, then turned back around to face you, "What are you gonna start looking through his windows at night too?" After that last comment, she walked off to her next class. You sat at the lunch table thinking about what she said, it wouldn't be the craziest thing to do right? No. No! Absolutely not. You tried your hardest to push the thought out of your head and just get through the rest of the school day, knowing you wouldn't see him anymore after lunch.

The rest of the day crawled by, but eventually, the final bell rang. You walked out of school to find Melinda waiting for you outside. "So I have an article to write for the school paper, I have to turn it in tomorrow. Can you help me write it?" You thought for a minute before answering, "Sorry Mel, I actually have to study for that chem test we have next week." Melinda looked disappointed, "Damn okay, see you tomorrow." She waved goodbye as she walked off, and you started walking toward your house. You could've waited to study for the test, chemistry is one of your best subjects. You wondered why you lied, you've never lied to Melinda before. But as that thought slowly crept back into your head, you realized why.

Why were you here? In the trailer park after midnight, looking for Eddie's van to figure out which trailer was his? You spent the whole evening trying to talk yourself out of it, but after a while, you gave up. You snuck out of your bedroom window, still in your pajamas, and walked all the way to the trailer park. Now you were asking yourself if you should turn back around and go home, but you knew you wouldn't. You were halfway through the trailer park when you saw Eddie's van, parked in front of his trailer. There were lights on inside, now you really couldn't stop yourself, and you walked closer to the trailer. You walked closer to a window that had light coming through it, it was closer to the back of the trailer. As you got closer you saw a shadow walk into the room. You knew you could've stopped, turned around, and walked back home with nobody ever knowing you were here, but you didn't. As the shadow lay down on what you assumed was a bed, you got closer. You were right beside the window now, you decided to peek through the curtains, to see if the shadow was really him. You inched closer, trying to find a good angle to look through the curtains, then you finally saw him.

Eddie was laying on his bed. You stared at him for what felt like forever until you heard a soft creaking noise. You looked around you, thinking maybe someone was outside, and worrying that they saw you. You didn't see anyone so you turned back to Eddie, and thought it looked like he was shaking, then you realized where the creaking was coming from. It was Eddie's bed. You stared through the window watching Eddie jerk off, you were frozen. Now you finally wanted to go home and pretend this never happened, but when you turned and started to walk off you heard a, "What the FUCK", come from the window.

You turned back toward the window, Eddie had jumped out of his bed and was hurriedly pulling his pants on, and he was staring at you. The only thought you had now was to run, but Eddie had the same idea. You could hear him running through the trailer, but you were frozen again. When he crashed through the front door your feet finally started to work and you took off running as fast as you could, but it wasn't fast enough. You felt a hand grab the back of your tank top, "Y/N!" You didn't want to turn around to face him, so you put your head down and looked at the ground. "Y/N." Eddie breathed out, still out of breath from running. "Y/N look at me." You slowly turned around, but you kept your eyes on the ground. "Y/N? Dude, what the fu- get in the house." Eddie pulled you toward the trailer, still holding onto your tank top. He pushed you through the front door and closed it behind him. He stared at you, "Well?" You still hadn't looked up but could feel him staring at you. "Are you even gonna fucking look at me?" He reached his hand out to your face, and put two fingers under your chin, lifting your head up and forcing you to look at him. You felt tears welling up in your eyes as you met his gaze. "What. Were. You. Doing?" You opened your mouth to speak, but couldn't. "Were you watching me?" You nodded. "Why?" You tried to look at the floor again, but he forced your head back up. "I- I don't know. Mel joked about it and then I couldn't get it out of my head and-". "You really think I'll believe it was a fucking joke?" He looked away and scoffed, "Okay then. Let's go joke around then." He pulled his hand away from your chin and grabbed the back of your tank top again. He started pulling you towards his room.

"Eddie I'm sorry I really am-". "Sorry for a joke? Sit down." He pushed you onto the bed and stood in front of you. He unzipped his pants and pulled them off. "Eddie, what are you doing?" He pulled his boxers down, and his cock sprang out. "What? It's funny right?" He sat across from you on the bed and started stroking his cock. Your eyes were fixated on his dick, so he lifted your head up with his fingers again, "Uh-uh, keep looking at me." You started to feel the heat growing between your legs and squeezed your thighs together. Eddie's eyes moved down to your thighs then back up to your eyes. "Is this what you wanted to see baby?" You nodded your head. Eddie's hand moved from your chin to the hem of your tank top, "Why don't you take this off for me?" You pulled your tank top off and threw it onto the floor, leaving your breasts exposed. Eddie ran his hand over them, before pinching one of your nipples between his thumb and index finger. You tried to fight back a moan but Eddie noticed, "Let me hear you baby." You finally let out the moan you were holding in as Eddie used his other hand to pull at the waistband of your shorts. He let go of your nipple and moved his hand up to your throat. "Take these shorts off for me too." You reached down to your shorts and started to pull them off as Eddie helped you, leaving you in nothing but your panties. Eddie moved his eyes up and down your body, drinking in the image of you. "Jesus..." he mumbled. He used the hand around your throat to pull you onto his lap, and moved both of his hands down your body to your hips.

He moved his eyes from your body up to your eyes, he took one hand off of your hip and tangled it into your hair. He pulled your head toward his, closing the space between you with a kiss. It started out gently, but soon turned aggressive when you decided to give into the feeling that had been growing between your legs since he pulled you into his room. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled yourself even closer to his body. Eddie tightened the grip he had on your hips, returning the kiss. He pulled away and flipped you onto your back, he ripped off your panties and threw them onto the floor. He positioned himself between your legs and looked back up into your eyes, "Are you ready?" You nodded yes, and without warning, he slammed his hips into yours. You cried out, even though you had seen his cock minutes before you still weren't prepared for just how big he was. "Shhhh, it's okay" he cooed at you. He was still for a moment, letting you adjust to his size. When you felt like your walls adjusted you looked up at him in want, and he started to thrust into you. His thrusts were fast and aggressive, and you found yourself grabbing onto his arms to ground yourself. Eddie groaned your name, "Shit, you feel so good." You moaned back in response, closing your eyes and reveling in how good he was making you feel. Eddie began thrusting deeper, hitting your cervix and making you moan louder than you had before. "Oh, you like that huh?" You opened your eyes again, "F-fuck yes right there Eddie, please" you begged as you wrapped your legs around him. He smirked as he started abusing your cervix, hitting it with every thrust. "S-shit Eddie I'm close" you managed to say between moans. "Not yet baby, hold it in for me." You tried to do as he said, but as the minutes passed it was getting harder and harder. "Eddie please, I can't-", he thrust straight into your cervix before you could finish your sentence. "You're gonna hold it in until I say so. Okay?" But you knew you couldn't keep holding back, "Please Eddie I really can't, please let me cum." He smirked as he started to unwrap your legs from around him and put them in the air, "Oh you want to cum so bad you're gonna beg for it hm?" You felt your face heat up at the thought of begging Eddie. "Please let me cum Eddie, I can't hold it back. I'll do anything if you let me cum." After hearing you beg Eddie's thrusts started getting faster and sloppier, and you knew he was close. "Fuck- fuck cum for me, baby." You finally released your pent-up orgasm, as Eddie pulled out of you and shot his cum onto your stomach. "Holy shit", Eddie panted out after he finished. He laid down beside you and put his arm under your head for you to lie on. "So... Hell of a joke right?" you said as you looked up to see Eddie's face. A grin broke out across his face, "Hellll of a joke." he said, as he planted a kiss onto the top of your head. You started thinking about how stupid you thought you were as you stood outside Eddie's window earlier. Eddie's soft snoring snapped you out of your train of thought. You smiled and cuddled into his chest, his arm moved farther around you and pulled you closer to him. You listened to his snoring and replayed what had just happened until you finally drifted off.

#stranger things fandom #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things smut #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #eddie st4 #eddie munson smut #eddie x y/n #eddie x reader #eddie x you #stranger things eddie #stranger things x reader #stranger things x y/n

[stargirlfics]

Alrighty, once again I humbly come to you with more self indulgence because I just heard the LOUDEST cracks of thunder right now and my whole house SHOOK and well, yeah, you know 😩😭 Your Joel ones I reread and they bring me such comfort every time, I'm reading them again now 😭🥹💕

Alright, being up in Wayne Tower, if it rains or storms, it's gonna be scary especially with the windows and being up high and yeah 😵‍💫

Could I ask for some headcanons for early established relationship with Alfred comforting you during a storm?

He went to bed before you, but as soon as you heard the rain and saw the lightning flash, you race to join him under the safety of the covers as the thunder cracks. You try not to wake him as your arms try to fit around his torso while he sleeps. You're tucked right up against him like he's a shield, but you're eyes are just open, wide awake, occasionally glancing over to the window whether or not you can see out of it. You're trying not to tremble and trying your best to still your restless limbs, but you can't help it. Mumbling soft and embarrassed apologies to Alfred if he wakes.

You haven't mentioned anything like this to him before, being too embarrassed about it and worried he would think you were being silly and overreacting.

Thank you so much 😭��� Please take your time! I just wrote this while it was on my mind while I try to catch my breath rn 😩😵‍💫

Aww friend I’m so happy I could bring you some comfort, I still remember and go back to the Joel ask you sent me, it’s one of my favorite hurt/comfort blurbs! 💓💓💓

Oh and of course! It’s the way I had some thoughts of Alfred being really sweet and caring during a bad storm floating around my brain this morning, we synced up lol no but I really love this! 🥺 he would make you feel so safe I just know it!

I have a headcanon that Alfred definitely sleeps soundly but also isn’t hard to wake, he’s spent so many years having to be attuned to his surroundings and keep alert and then with Bruce, ready to answer a midnight call if he should need his help

He’s a little harder to accidentally wake when it’s raining or storming out, I feel like he’s fond of that kind of weather but when it’s you, then, tucking yourself against him and whispering out apologies he knows something is off by the slight waver in your voice and then he notices you tremble with every lightning flash or boom of thunder

The way his first thought would be to cup your face, gently prompting you to look at him, and when you apologize again, embarrassed and worried he’s gonna laugh at you for being scared, he hushes you sweetly, sitting up a little to cradle you

“Please don’t apologize, my darling. There’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’re safe with me.”

He does it so easily, moving so his body blocks the window, till you can only see and feel him around you and it makes you cling to him, already feeling a little better hearing him reassure you

“Easy, love. You’re doing so well! I’m right here, nothing can get you here, I promise.”

“How about I read to you for a bit hm? I think that will help while we wait out this storm, I know we didn’t get to finish the chapter we were on before dinner.”

It’s not even a second thought for him, he’s already reaching for the book on his nightstand, hushing you sweetly when you tell him you don’t want to mess with his sleep, you were just a little scared and the admission makes you want to hide your face but he won’t let you, telling you that he’s happy to do this for you

Please I’m so soft! Alfred kissing your forehead softly and whispering to you that you’re safe, that he has you and won’t let anything happen as the storm continues, you jump or shiver every now and then but less as the sound of his voice reading aloud to you kinda takes over everything else, it being all you can focus on because he’s so captivating to listen too!

He keeps you tucked against him, still making sure you’re not bothered by the window or what you can or can’t see and he makes a mental note to draw the curtains shut tighter when you calm down a little more, he just wants to focus on you and making sure you feel okay first 🥺💕 it’s making me so soft to think about!

Know this wasn’t much but I hope it brings a smile to your beautiful face! I adored indulging in this thought, Alfred is the best!

#he’d just be so concerned and thoughtful I know it! #alfred pennyworth headcanons #alfred pennyworth x reader #alfred pennyworth fluff #alfred pennyworth imagine #the batman!alfred pennyworth #alfred pennyworth

[rurulyywrites]

☁️🍋A Birthday Massage|Epel Felmier X M!reader|

Pairings: Epel Felmier X M!reader

Plot: (pretty self explanatory. Birthday sex with a bottom Epel)

After a very... Questioning? Appearance of Y/n,he decides to give Epel a massage to ease out his current birthday stress due to Vil. With extra service.

Requested by: Two_faced_bish

"Epel X male reader (and make Epel the bottom"

Unsure if you wanted a lemon but I gave you one since you said "make Epel the bottom" and I assumed it was a lemon. If not them tell me and I shall humbly oblige

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Yes this will suck

And also yes my power is out as well.

Wonderful

Btw just me or why does my plot sound like something outta a Brazzers video... For people who don't know Brazzers,istg don't look it up. They're in Phub and that's all the information you'll get outta me.

And pretty PRETTY late bday special for Epel as welll

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3rd person POV

I absolutely HATE being babied.

"So! Epel,happy birthday! What'd you like for your birthday? We could throw a party for you, a big one!"

Vil said,clearly super enthusiastic about my birthday

Rook and Vil were in Epel's room,trying to do his makeup and dress him up.

Keyword;trying

He didn't really want an all expense paid huge birthday party. He just wanted to be with his boyfriend,Y/n.

"I don't really like big stuff--" "oh the bigger the better! I'll go set--" "Vil.. please? Can you just leave me alone?" Epel asked,catching the two off guard.

"For my birthday? I'll decide on what I'll do and i-it'll take a while." Epel said as Vil sighed "Can I at least finish your makeup?" Vil asked

"Roi de possion,we should let him be" Rook said as he slowly dragged Vil out of the purple haired's room,closing the door behind him.

Epel sighed and stood up to remove the thick makeup on his face before plopping down,face first, on his bed. Shouting against the mattress.

"Does anyone want to leave the tower, Rapunzel?"

Suddenly,a familiar voice spoke to him. A voice he always loved.

"Y-Y/n?!"

"Sup Epel" he said with a smirk as he leans on the window frame

"What are you-?! Why are you there?!" Epel said as he stood up and walked slowly towards Y/n. "We all know Vil wants a huge party for you. And I, the best boyfriend in like- all of Twisted Wonderland,want to take all that stress outta your shoulders with a good ol' massage" Y/n said smiling childishly and doing jazz hands. "Why..? Well you did explain" "Oh I'm the best" "yes, you are" "Anyways when are you gonna let me in? Trey, Cater and ADeuce are dying rn" Y/n asks plainly "Oh sure-- WAIT WHO'S DYING?!"

"US!!!" Cater, Trey and ADeuce shout all together "Oh crap! Hurry and get in!"

Epel said as Y/n nods "thanks boys,could not have done it without y'all"

Y/n said as he's fully inside of Epel's room,looking down to see Trey standing on a leader with Cater on his shoulders and Ace on his shoulders and Deuce on his shoulders.

"Glad... Its..  over..." Cater said in between pants "Please do not eat anymore,Ace" Cater whispers

"The tarts were good and you can't lie!"

"SHUT UP! How are we gonna get down here?!" Trey shouts as a wave of realization hits them.

"Ok Deuce is jumping off. We're going down, top to bottom"

Ace said as he throws Deuce away and so did Cater to him. Until they were all on the ground "THANKS GUYS!"

"FUCK YOU /NO PROBLEM #BESTIE/GLAD IT WAS OVER WITH /SEE YOU,Y/N SENPAI"

They said as they left "Ha! They're absolutely adorable and totally didn't hate me" Y/n said with a chuckle as Epel sighs at his childishness.

"Just your entrance to here already got a whole year's worth of stress from Vil away" Epel said as Y/n smiles warmly at his as he kisses his forehead. "Happy birthday,apple pie" Y/n said as Epel hugs him.

"I just wanna be with you right now" Y/n whispered as he ran his hand through Epel's hair. "A little massage?" "Yes please.."

Epel said as he broke out of Y/n's hug. Y/n left to close the window and grab some scented oil when he suddenly heard clothes drop on the floor.

He turned to see Epel,just in his boxers. "I uh.. I thought you prefer massages with clothes?"

Y/n asks nervously as he looks away to hide his blush. "I only did that cuz I thought it'd make you uncomfortable. I didn't wanna step in too fast since we just dated about 2 months ago"

he said as he chuckled and laid down on his stomach on his bed,waiting for you to massage him.

"Well then,I guess so" Y/n says as he nervously approached him and poured some scented oil on his hand before rubbing it in Epel's back and massaging him starting from his nape.

To Y/n,this was a normal stress relieving day for Epel.

But to Epel..

He wanted his stress to be relieved.

In some other way.

"Ahn~ mhm..~ there~" Epel starts moaning while Y/n massaged him. He shrugs it off and kept massaging. But the moans didn't stop and it kept making Y/n hard and harder to maintain to relieve Epel. Till he started moaning Y/n's name.

"Oh you like that?"

Y/n said still massaging him,Epel wanted it so bad.

"Y-yes~!"

That's all he needs

Y/n stopped massaging and flipped Epel to be laying on his back. "Hard,I see." Y/n said as he had one of his hands on one side of Epel's head. While the other? Exploring.

Y/n starts to grind his palm against Epel's clothed hard on,making Epel moan again. "I know you want to feel relieved. Away from all that stress that Vil's been giving you. Just how relieved do you want?"

Y/n said in a dominating yet mysterious voice,Epel knows he has something yet he was too focused on the sensation he feels down there. "Ah~! I wanna feel so fucking good~!"

Epel said as he goes crosseyed from the pleasure he's feeling yet unable to ejaculate.

"Well then,relax and let me do all the work" Y/n said as he leans in and kisses Epel while slowly and teasingly removing Epel's boxers.

One his boxers are fully removed,Y/n broke from the kiss and lightly stroked Epel's cock. Making him moan I'm the process. He was enjoying this. They were both enjoying this.

The two kept getting cock-blocked by Rook and Vil almost all the time ever since it's been 3 weeks before Epel's birthday. Now's the time they'd get to have fun.

Y/n stopped teasing and held Epel's base,making him gasp at the touch but soon eased. Y/n slowly starts pumping his cock as Epel moaned in rhythm of the pumps. Gradually getting faster as Epel moans louder.

"Ahn~!! D-Don't! .. ah~ stop... I'm close~"

Epel moans as Y/n smirked as he starts to pump slow. Irritating the birthday boy.

"I just said don't stop! I was close! Its my birthday!"

"Oh,I know. We can't let you finish like that. So why not get on all fours and I'll finish you with my dick penetrating your little hole."

Turns out, Epel ate his words.

Epel turned bright red as he gets in position. His ass out and ready for Y/n.

He giggled and took his pants down and them his boxers. Too lacy enough to fully take them off.

"Ready?" Y/n said,grabbing his cock and rubbing it against Epel's hole

"nghh~ please~ just shove it in!"

Epel moans as Y/n smirks and shoved his cock into Epel's hole. Making him moan so loud that Y/n was worried that Vil and the other students might've heard it. It was 3 pm on a Sunday after all.

"Shh.. don't want Vil barging in that door now,do we? The walls don't seem to be thick enough to not let that moan pass through"

Y/n reminds him as he thrusts into Epel

"ahnn~! I don't c-care~! Just fuck my brains off!"

"As you wish"

And with that,you picked up the pace and force of your thrusts. Till all that you hear were skin hitting,your dick going in and out of Epel's wet hole, and of course. Epel's moans of pleasure.

He couldn't get used to your pace and force but that's what he likes.

"IM CLOSE!!"

Epel shouts as you thrust in harder and faster. "M-Me.. too.~! Fuck you're so tight!"

"D-Don't fucking stop!"

And with that,Epel came. Hard. He was panting and panting as soon as the knot came untied.

You,on the other hand, didn't stop.

You're not going to unless you see a puddle of cum on his bed and his mind completely forgot about making the hard choice of saying a yes to an unwanted big birthday party.

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It is 3:38 am when I finished this and I have school. Its a Monday when I publish this in my 2 accounts (Wattpad and Tumblr).

Did I sleep? HA.

Did I sleep? No.

#disney #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #wattpad #twst fanfic #twst headcanons #twst mc #writers on tumblr #anime #diasomnia #epel x reader #twisted wonderland epel #epel headcanons #epel x mc #epel felmier #epel smut #disney twst #twst smut #twst epel

[roseofdarkness0]

Just snippets and random incorrect quotes that been stuck in my head and I had to take them out Sooooooo enjoy? I will have small snippet explain au as a context clue bc I'm not that evil yet.

Edit: Forgot to link it earlier but Poly Ship Au incorrect quotes Au

Married au: Gov and Cali are secretly married and no one knows but them.

~•~

Cali: I want a divorce

Gov: And I want those meetings to not derail into chaos but here we are

Utah: the only one who heard them and questioning his life rn

~•~

Cali: Have you seen our marriage certificate I nee-WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!

Gov: currently setting the certificate on fire GOOD LUCK RETURNING ME WITHOUT A RECEIPT

Cali: YOU SETTING THE LAWN ON FIRE YOU IDIOT

Utah, who just wanted to go out to his car:

Utah: shuffles back inside

~•~

Gov: casually taking four stairs at a time

Cali: falling behind, taking two stairs at a time Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fu-

~•~

after their old rings either get lost or damaged

Cali: I made this wedding band for you.

Gov: You know, I’m not really a jewelry person.

Cali: You don’t have to wear it...

Gov: No, I’m gonna wear it forever. Back off.

~•~

Cali: If you don't stop talking, I'm going to jump out of that window.

Gov: ...We're on the ground floor.

Cali: I know but I want a dramatic exit.

Utah, who just wanted to finish the meeting with gov and go to his wife:

~•~

Cali: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!

Gov: How can you still say that?

Cali: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

~•~

After Penn and Virginia accidentally find the two making out in gov office

Cali: Are you mad?

Gov: No.

Cali: So sharpening your knives at 3 in the morning is just a hobby?

~•~

Cali: You saved me! Why?

Gov: People would think I murdered you if I didn't.

~•~

Gov: holds a gun out to Cali

Cali: I-I don't believe in guns.

Gov: Well, trust me, they're very real. Now take it.

~•~

Gov: Who hurt you?

Cali: snorting What, do you want a list?

Gov: ...Yes, actually.

~•~

Second a meeting with all the states finishes

Cali: I’m going to hell.

Gov: Probably.

Cali: I'll pick you up?

Gov: nodding Carpool.

States: ????????

Utah: I fReAkinG KnEw IT

~•~

Nevada blinked and watched with increasingly worried expression as Utah muttered to himself, staring at the wall in his office that was covered with scribbled on pages, some photos and a lot of red string.

"Utah??? You good there?"

"Whole week!"

"...w-whole week what?" Nevada flinched as dishevelled and frankly crazy looking Utah turned towards him, pinning him to the spot with just his crazied gaze alone.

"I had to suffer through two of them setting lawns on fire, flirting right in front of me instead of finishing the meetings and Gov mysteriously coming back covered in red substance back to the statehouse in the middle of the night. Heck!!!! WE ALL HEARD THEM FLIRT AN HOUR AGO IN THE MEETING ROOM!" Utah turned back to his conspiracy wall, shaking with what seemed to be explosive cocktail of tiredness and anger "AND YET EVERYONE DISMISSED IT?!"

"W-well to be fair it's hard to imagine-"

"PENNSYLVANIA AND VIRGINIA WERE COMPLAINING ABOUT THEM MAKING OUT JUST FEW DAYS AGO"

"They could have been joking?"

"WHY THE F U C K WOULD THEY JOKE ABOUT THAT?!" Utah look ready to commit murder and Nevada didn't really want to give him ideas on who to murder considering there was only two of them in the room right now.

"Right, you may be right but look at it that way, you are sleep deprived and twitchy enough your wife would replace you wit-" he stopped the joke seeing Utah eyelids twitch violently"-nevermind, point is how about I drive you back to your houses you can relax and nap there instead of being stuck here going a bit cray cray?"

Utah seemed to be considering Nevada offer for a bit before stiffly nodding. Without another word he shoved most of his stuff into his bag and approached Nevada jerkily nodding at him to lead the way.

Cheering oh the inside for the small victory. Nevada confidently strolled out of Utah office just to stop in his track and blink rapidly at

"California? What the fuck are you wearing?"

"Hm? Oh this old thing? I thought the red dress may go well with those shoes and because it's a dinner I matched it with that fancy-"

"Not what I meant-but good pairing, I would have went with different eyeliner but it does work for you-I meant more like why?"

"Oh that's easy, diner with husband"

Nevada didn't need to turn around to be able to know that Utah looks 5 seconds away from either murder or complete break down.

"Uh huh like husband as in friend and their husband or?"

".. I mean like my husband, I haven't spent half my salary on making our rings for nothing you know?"

Nevada blinked as he finally spotted the wedding ring adoring California finger. Before he could question California or himself further there was loud honk coming from outside.

"That must be Gov! I see you two tomorrow!" California winked and went off downstairs, not one to miss the drama Nevada dragged poor Utah after him with one hand whilst in the other he brandished his phone just in time to film Florida do a spit take at Texas face who didn't even acknowledge the scalding coffee as he seemed to have several personal revelations about himself at once.

Louisiana was halfway through drinking to avoid responsibility but choked on his daiquiri when the door opened to reveal handsomely dressed Gov who just looked unimpressed by the chaos happening in front of him. He looked ready to reprimand them but was successfully distracted by California planting a kiss on his cheek which seemed to set of another round of chocked noises, wheezes and rapid slams to the back.

"Cmon we have reservation to get to and I'm not wasting the hours I spend putting the outfit together" Cali tugged on Gov tie to get him back outside.

"If we miss it I will pull few strings-"

"Nope, no string pulling cmon off we go, bye guys!" with a quick wink and a wave California managed to drag Gov outside and towards the car.

"...."

". . ."

Louisiana coughs again, clearing his throat and wincing at the daiquiri he had wasted, patting Florida when he came over and buried his flaming red face into Louisiana shoulder.

Utah just looked very smug and vindicated. Without another word he went to his car to finally get back to his home.

#ben brainard #wttt utah #wttt incorrect quotes #wttt louisiana #wttt florida #wttt gov #wttt california #wttt texas #wttt nevada #wttt #welcome to the table #Not mentioned cause I wasn't sure how to put it in: DC and NY coming back from shopping trip and being greeted by the three having crisis #whilst Nevada cackles in the background about something #Meanwhile Gov and Cali gush about the reaction they got from the three and planning how to #shock/seduce them more #why yrs I don't know how to write accents how did u guess?

[eddiemsbitch]

ik you’re going through your requests rn but i was wondering if you could write another das eddie fic where he has everyone over for a dnd campaign and like athena is supposed to be asleep but she wakes up and eddie just lets her sit on his lap so she can go back to sleep or something idk

how did you know what I was doing 0.0 but I just can't turn down dad! Eddie and I've been excited about writing another story about him

Game night with the guest of honor - Eddie x Reader

Summary: After a few weeks of Eddie staying at your house, Athena, your 3 year old finally convinced you to let Eddie watch her at his trailer, plus you had work while he had a dnd campaign, and volunteered.

Warnings: Fluffiness, just a warning I have never been able to play dnd because of my pea sized brain so i'm sorry for any mistakes about the game.

Rushing through the house you tried to gather your and Athena's things, you were twenty minutes late to work and Athena was not cooperating in any way. "Please! I just need you to put your shoes on, Honey! I'm late late and if mommy doesn't have a job she can't buy you toys!" You whimpered trying to reason with the screaming toddler "I want Eddie! I want my Eddie!" She screamed repeatedly kicking rapidly anytime you came close to her "Sweetheart, we told you Eddie will be back after his game, it's really important to him and his friend's are counting on him, he'll be there to pick you up from Max's, you like Max remember?" You explained sitting in the hallway starting to tear up, she had been like this since Eddie left, you sympathized her because the poor girl just wanted her friend back. Jumping up when the landline rung loudly, wiping your face quickly before you answered "Hey Sweetheart..I called to che- Is that Athena crying?" Eddie asked quickly asked hearing your daughter's wails "Yes..but I promised I've got it under control..Max Mayfield is gonna watch her while I'm at work..She knows if it gets too much you're right next door" You explained "I'm about to bring her over there now..Just have fun at your Campaign okay? I'm rooting for you boys" You smiled leaning against the wall "o..okay..I will baby you know I always do..Can I talk to her before you go?.." He asked, and just for a split second you thought you heard his voice crack, handing the phone to your toddler she put it up to her ear sniffling "H-he'yo?" She lisped wiping her face holding your leg as you took your opportunity to put her socks and shoes on her "Hello pretty girl, It's Eddie..why are you bein such a punk for mommy huh?" He asked glancing outside of his window noticing Dustin and Mike getting off their bikes heading towards his door. "I-I want you to come home" Athena whimpered making your heart melt "I will once I get this game done okay? Remember I told you about the story of the seven guys who went on that awesome adventure? We gotta figure out how the story ends tonight" Eddie explained hearing Athena's small gasp "They have to win, Ebbie!" She yelled into the phone, you could hear Eddie's chuckle through the phone "I'll make sure to tell them they have to win for you sweetheart" Eddie smiled "You gotta help mommy though, she's gotta get you to a babysitter okay? I love you so so much" Eddie said softly trying to reason with her without upsetting her "....okaaay" She sighed "I lobe you too, Ebbie!" Athena yelled as Eddie ended the call to let the two freshman in.

Once Athena got to Max's she was fine for about..maybe an hour and a half before it finally hit her that her mom had left, tears welled up in her eyes as she stood in the middle of Max's living room staring at the door "M-Mommy" her small voice whimpered looking around, her movements getting more frantic thinking maybe it was just hide and seek and you were just hiding very well. "Hey honey, Mommy had to go to work but I'm here...we can..watch tv or..have a dance party..go outside and feed the doggy?" Max listed off, Athena sniffled nodding a bit "Doggy?" She asked, Max smiled in victory picking Athena up swiftly carrying her outside towards the fence smiling at the small dog who barked loudly. Athena was interested and played with the small dog for about ten minutes before she had noticed Eddie's van parked across the parking lot, in a quick second Athena had taken off, Max not far behind, panicking that Eddie would be upset and tell you about having Athena outside this late at night. Eddie was inside watching the group huddle together discussing what exactly they should do next "You know, there is no shame in running" Eddie teased smirking at them, loud rapid knocks on the door made his head snap towards the direction of the front door, confused on who the hell was knocking on his door like that, then as soon as he started walking towards the door the thought of Athena at Max's crossed his mind and he rushed to the door faster throwing open the door looking at the crying toddler on his doorstep. He quickly picked her up looking around for Max, seeing her not long after Athena running up to the door "I-I'm sorry! I-I was trying to show her the dog a-and she saw your van a-and I know Dustin had said something about a campaign tonight" Max rambled, on the verge of tears herself thinking Eddie was going to start yelling about how she was irresponsible and should've kept a better eye on the small child "Hun it's alright...I'm not mad, i've got drinks and snacks in here if you wanna come hang out for a bit?..We're not quite finished with our game but I've got a tv and shit?" Eddie offered giving Max a small side hug rubbing her shoulder slightly as an attempt to assure the teenager it was alright. Max agreed following Eddie inside who carried Athena towards his living room to introduce her to the guys. "Everybody, this is Y/n's daughter, Athena, she's gonna hang out here for a bit so let's try and keep the yelling to a minimum" Eddie explained, Athena clung onto Eddie looking at the others sitting in the room "Ebbie is my daddy" She smiled pointing towards the curly haired man that was holding her "Are you actually?" Dustin asked his eyes widening towards his friend shocked at the information the toddler had just let out "Not biologically, but I mean...I'm dating her mom and Athena and I are like two peas in pod" Eddie explained, Dustin gasping and waving excitedly towards the redhead sitting on Eddie's couch.

Taking in Athena's exhausted state he glanced at the boys "Listen, give me five and I'll be back, She's obviously tired and I want her to have enough sleep" Eddie explained taking Athena to his bedroom laying her down laying next to her, within three minutes of laying in the dark Athena was fast asleep cuddled into Eddie's blankets.

You got off work around nine-thirty and made it to Eddie's by nine-forty five, tired and just wanting to go to bed with your daughter and boyfriend. Walking through the door you saw the sweetest scene you possibly could, Eddie was on his chair holding a fast asleep Athena in his arms, his voice was soft, deep and quiet "You all go deeper into the dark cavern..You are stopped in your tracks by Vecna himself, his thousands of bats swarming your group, do you charge and fight?..or do you flee?" Eddie said dramatically reading off the game card glancing at you smiling, rushing over while the group huddled to decide their last decision of the game. "Hey sweetheart, sorry I'm late, the battle lasted longer than anticipated but the boys are fighting strong" Eddie explained pecking your lips swaying Athena in his arms slightly "When did she come over?" You asked motioning to a passed out Max on the couch and towards Athena "Athena noticed my van and found me..fell asleep around.. eight?.. woke back up and helped me narrate some of the campaign then fell back asleep about nine" Eddie explained to you "Max just stuck around because she felt horrible about ‘disturbing’ our game” he added on watching you nod and slowly start to wake Max up “hey hun..you’re good to go home..I’ll walk you over..I appreciate you so much for watching her, I owe you one” you said as she sat up starting to put her shoes back on, Max hummed In acknowledgement and followed you out the door and towards her trailer.

Eddie walked over to the table holding Athena who started to toss and turn in his arms again, her eyes opening and looking around taking in her surroundings. She sat up in his arms blinking the tiredness out of her eyes as she saw the others surrounding the table “we’re gonna fight.” Dustin said looking at Eddie and Erica, their newest member of Hellfire. By the time you got back to the trailer everybody inside was cheering loudly and hugging each other, you raised your eyebrows walking through the door smiling as they danced around Athena “Y/n! She’s gotta come every campaign!” Dustin cheered happily hugging Athena, Eddie walking up to you pecking your lips “what…happened?..while I was gone?..” you asked giggling “Athena rolled the wining dice” Eddie whispered filling you in hugging you from behind, you smiled brightly “I’m so happy for you guys, Eddie” Your voice came out as a whisper, holding Eddie’s arms as he swayed “I think we should live together” he whispered to you after a moment, holding his breath as he waited for your reply “Okay..I..I like that idea..and I don’t think Athena would oppose either” you chuckled watching the three year old giggle and jump around with the others not really understanding why they were all so happy about her throwing the weird shape, normally you’d lecture her about throwing things.

Honestly eddie and Dustin are the best most chaotic friendship :’) as always lmk what you think

#eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson #eddie x reader stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader

[itsevanffs]

How do you feel the environment your character(s) grew up in shaped them as a human? How does the environment they’re in now shape them currently?

The quiet moments in a relationship are sometimes just as important are the verbal ones; describe an important moment where the characters in your story shared a quiet moment (like sitting together while reading, watching tv with one another, bumping elbows in the kitchen in the morning as they make coffee, etc), and tell us why you consider it so important.

If you had to direct a scene from your fic, what would you choose? Why? What would it look like? What techniques would you use to convey certain emotions? What would the set look like?

What are your main character(s)’ motivations? What do you consider their main drivers?

could you please answer with tom riddle and harry potter in mind? thank you!! since i'm aware i flooded you with 4 questions in one ask lollplease take your time answering. or like answer one question at a time or something. hope youre well :)

;v; it's been years. I am so sorry. I really had to gather my thoughts for this one but I think I have it now! I'm just gonna work off canon for the first one since you didn't specify a certain fic, though I think you meant ITD.

1 & 2) I'm just gonna answer for Blorbo #1 here to keep it brief: I think Tom/Vee's childhood circumstances were SO formative for him. I think his hatred of muggles really came from living through being on the other end of human greed for basically his entire life pre-adulthood. Orphanages aren't fun places to stay, and definitely not in post WW1 Britain - you often had to do manual labour even as a young child, and the giant global economic recession (thanks, America) right around his birth was... something indeed. He was probably very used to fighting for his basic needs day in and day out, and was deeply dependent on the goodwill of random strangers. I think this also formed his desire to have everything, to have power over everything: growing up so poor and helpless, literally, does something to you. There was no space for empathy in a place like that.

And I think through canon the rush of being on the other side, of having made it - I think that really got to his head, and he became reckless, stopped thinking things through. I get it, tbh: getting out of survival mode is one of the most beautiful and liberating things to experience, but it's hard not to go ham with it. Eventually this caused his own downfall. Which is a shame. I think they should have kissed

(I am ignoring the whole love potion thing so hard rn you have no idea. Girl (dumbledore) idk where you came up with that but you are so wrong. You can't even get high via dick unless you try super hard, why would love potions affect sperm. Anyway, cough)

3) ITD doesn't really have any quiet moments? Like, not truly quiet. Harry is pretty much always on edge around Tom, and if he isn't, he's well and truly distracted by something else. Tom doesn't quite experience those moments as quiet, either - he's very focused on Harry pretty much all the time. This lack of quietness in itself is very important to show their dynamic, which is one of constant vigilance both ways. The abuser, always trying to find fault with their victim, and the victim, always trying to avoid fault.

4) From ITD, definitely the coronation scene. The lighting would come from the giant windows behind the throne, casting Tom into near-darkness except for the glittering, larger-than-life crown on his head. The chandeliers would provide only a vague sense of depth and form to his face and features, leaving his eyes shadowed for the red of his irises to jump out. The lighting would not be warm or inviting, but stark and harsh, leaving cold shadows instead of warm ones, contrary to what you'd expect with candlelight. It would feel wrong, to see that man sitting there like that. He would be out of place - an intruder. Next to him, pushed into the background and practically fading away into the light with their near-white outfits, would be Harry and Lily; insignificant in the face of this new, budding darkness.

I think that'd be pretty neat ^^

5) Tom in ITD wants to have everything; especially the things he can't have. Harry, of course, is at the top of that list.

Harry's a teen. He's 16 - he doesn't quite know what he wants. He has an idea; he wants to get married, maybe, have a big and loving family, and be to his spouse and kids what James was to him and Lily. He wants to live a long, healthy life, take care of those who need his care, and have the least stressful time he can manage while doing all that.

Again, I apologise deeply for the delay. My brain was just... yeah. I hope this answer is somewhat satisfactory!

#in the dark (hamlet fic) #ask game #tomarry #harry potter #tomarrymort #tom riddle #(because of the meta)

[mister-dxctxr]

       Why is writing verses so difficult ?? 

#{∞}~☆~[out of sorcery;ooc] #//me? Getting off my ass and writing my 616 verses?? #//more likely than you think #//they're gonna be three of my fav arcs #//but the problems is they're too complicated ahahahahah #//and I bet I'm not gonna use them but oh well #//also imma figure something out for IW and end game #//rn my thought process jumped out the window XD

[lukaa-aa]

Romantical

pairing: peter parker x stark!reader (this is my favorite trope lol)

summary: just a take out date and drinking champagne out of hydroflasks

warnings: a decent amount of fluff, alcohol

A/N: sorry if this seems rushed, i wrote it between two class periods and im super tired :,)

You: hey

You: do you wanna come over rn

You: my dad isnt home

You: but steve is so be careful lol

Peter: yes

Peter: ill be there

You: can you bring some takeout with you

You: ill take care of drinks lol

Peter: bet, ily

You: ilyt

You jumped up out of your bed and unlocked your balcony door, allowing easy access for Peter when he got there. You left your room and took the elevator down to the kitchen. You took two small hydroflasks from the bottle cabinent and grabbed a bottle of your dad's expensive champagne. He wouldn't notice if one was missing, right?

It took a minute to fill up both bottles, but you took then up to your room without the caps on them in order to not pop them too loud. You set them on your desk and waited for Peter to arrive. You later heard a knocking on your window, seeing Peter in his suit with a bag in his hand.

You ran to open the balcony door and let him in.

"Hey baby," he said, setting the bag down and taking off his mask.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him inti a passionate kiss, which he gladly reciprocated by wrapping his arms around your waist. You two pulled away after a minute, a large smile on your face.

"Someone's happy," He said, noticing your large smile and slightly flushed face.

"I may have had a few sips of champagne before you got here," You genstured towards the half empty hydroflask.

"Where'd you get champange from?" He asked, pulling away from you to investigate what you'd brought.

"I stole it from my dad's collection, it was pretty cheap for how much alcohol was in it, its pretty strong," You changed your LED lights to purple and turned on your spotify playlist for some background noise.

"I can tell, you look a little wasted already," He set his backpack down on the floor and took out a pair of clothes. "I'm gonna go change, I'll be back in a second."

You modded as he entered your bathroom and shut the door behind him. You started taking the food out of the bag and making a little set up on the floor in front of the balcony door, putting a blanket on the floor to sit on. You put your food and your bottle in front of you, and making a spot for Peter with his food and bottle. He exited the bathroom after a minute, noticing your little setup.

He sat down next to you and you smiled at him, as you two began to eat in a comfortable silence.

"Did you try the champange yet?" You asked him.

"Mm, hang on," He said, setting down the container and swallowing the food he had in his mouth. He took a sip of the fizzy liquid in the bottle, and made a slight face. Once he swallowed it, the look on his face told you that he liked it.

"It's good, isn't it? Shocking for what it is, honestly," You said, taking a sip out of yours.

By the end of the night, you two were red-faced and sap happy, cuddling in bed under a bunch of blankets.

"I love you," You said to him while running your fingers over a small scar on his shoulder.

"I love you too," He said, half asleep. He pulled you closer to him.

"And you smell good," You sniffed his neck.

"A little weird to start of with but I'm not gonna question it," He flinched a little when he felt your nose sniff his neck.

You licked the spot you were previously sniffing, making Peter pull back and look at you with an amused look on his face.

"What? I wanted you see if you tasted as good as you smelled," You said, sending you into a giggle fest.

Peter rolled his eyes and pulled you back in. "You're so lucky my alcohol tolerance is better than yours."

You eventually giggled yourself into a deep sleep. Peter passed put a little after you did, forgetting to turn off any lights or music.

This made Pepper assume you were awake after she got home, so she knocked and entered your room. She saw you and Peter cuddled up together on the bed, and she smiled. She turned off your lights and music and promised not to tell your dad about the empty bottle of alcohol in the kitchen.

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A/N: ty for all the likes on my last post, ill be making a masterlist once i write a few more oneshots

~Luka <3

#peter parker oneshot #peter parker #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker imagine #peter parker x stark!reader #peter parker x reader #peter parker fluff

[leossmoonn]

ok you having a besties like relationship with damon where you're literally like jake and gina or dwight and pam and one day he finds you making out with stefan and then you're forced to reveal how you've been in a relationship with stefan for like a whole year so he's angry at first but then he's like "listen up brother, if you ever hurt her or break her heart i will literally kill you and btw i'm very happy for you guys <3"

THE REFERENCES TO MY FAV SITCOMS 😭😭

You and Stefan were able to hide your relationship pretty well. Until like the last few months when you two were really comfortable with each other and touchy. You two tried your best, but Damon noticed you acting kind of weird

You would always blow off plans with him, reply to his texts like days after, and you just never talked to him a lot. Now ofc Damon wasn’t like crying over this, but he was genuinely worried bc even tho he’s an asshole he can sometimes be nice and you mean a lot to him!

After you haven’t replied to his texts for more than 48 hours he decides to put matters into his own hands. He breaks into your house (bc what else would he do?) and is absolutely horrified as he sees you making out with Stefan. You both are half naked and on your bed.

“This is what you’ve been doing for 48 hours?!?” Damon exclaims.

The way you want to jump out the window rn. You jump away from stefan and pull a blanket over you. “Damon what the hell? You ever heard of knocking?”

“Um, no, since I thought you were dead!” Damon points to his phone.

You feel so bad. “I’m so sorry. I lost track of time and forgot to reply.”

“Yeah, because you’ve been busy fucking faces with him? Seriously, y/n, I thought yoh would have better taste.”

“Look who’s talking,” Stefan rolls his eyes. “Okay you two stop fighting. It hasn’t even been 5 minutes,” you say. You throw on Stefan’s shirt and get up out of the bed, dragging Damon out of your room.

“I cannot believe you!” Damon exclaims. “And I cannot believe you? Breaking into my house and —”

“That’s the least of your problems, trust me. How could you not tell me you were with my brother?”

“Because it wasn’t important!”

“Bullshit! It is important.”

“Well I knew you wouldn’t approve.”

“Um who says I don’t approve?”

“You’re reaction right now, dummy,” you frown. Damon sighs and takes a few moments to collect his thoughts (wow who thought he could do this lmao). “Look, im not mad that you two are dating. I’m mad that you didn’t tell me. I thought we were friends.”

“We are, Damon. I’m sorry. I thought it would be too complicated because you’re my bff and Stefan is the love of my life, and you’re dating his ex.”

“I guess that it complicated. But, everything is complicated with us. Did you really not think I would approve?”

“Kind of.” You say. “Well, I do,” damon says. You’re like 😁😁 “really?”

“Of course. You’re happy right?” Damon asks. “Very much,” you nod.

“Alright. I Guess that’s all that matters,” Damon sighs. He walks back into your bedroom and looks at Stefan. “If you ever hurt her I will kill you. I will find a white oak stake and shove it so far up your -”

“Damon!” You exclaim. “Really classy,” stefan rolls his eyes.

Damon is like 😁 “jk. Love you guys. But I love y/n more. Have fun! Use protection!” Damon then exits the room, leaving you and Stefan very much not in the mood to makeout anymore.

Stefan is like “did that just happen?” You giggle. “Yep. It was time he knew.”

“Now he’s gonna blab.”

“And what’s so bad about everyone knowing. Now I don’t have to cover my hickies.”

Stefan is like 😏😏 “i like the sound of that.”

#stefan concepts #stefan salvatore x reader

[bbyheedeungie]

The Lost Girl | Peter Pan! Ni-Ki AU

Pairings: ni-ki x reader

Genre: angst, fluff, fantasy

Warnings: Mentions of depression and anxiety. Please read with caution. And if you're ever going through smtn rn, you can always talk to me :)

"Take my hand, we'll fly off to somewhere you will never have to face your problems ever again." The strange boy offers, his eyes glinting with mischief. And without any hesitation, you entrust him with your life as you jumped off your window and into his arms, joining him in his flight back to Neverland.

———

Life sure does sucks sometimes, well— most of the time. After your parents' divorce, you were left in your mother's custody due to your father's infidelity. Don't get it wrong, you loved both of your parents dearly despite their flaws. But loving them separately, it takes a lot of time to get used to. And with your failing grades and getting diagnosed with anxiety, you conclude that life is indeed a bitch.

Tonight was one of those nights. Helpless nights where you're curled up in the corner of your room, contemplating if your life was even still worth living. The emptiness inside you felt like a black hole, consuming you from the inside until you can't breathe.

You wanted to reach out to someone, anyone.

Please, help me. You felt like drowning, mind clouded with so much darkness.

So dark, please get me out of here.

But then a spark of light danced in front of your eyes, you thought you were seeing things. You blinked once, twice, thrice, all the while keeping your eyes trained on the tiny light's movement as it circled around your room and then finally, landing on the palm of the boy who stood by your windowpane.

Your heart leaped from your chest, quickly standing up from your crouched position.

"Who are you?" You demanded, but in a hushed tone.

"You're tired of living, aren't you?" he asks you back. His lips curling upwards just enough to become a smirk.

"So what if I am? Are you gonna murder me?" You spat, but actually fearing for your life for once.

"Oh no, no. I can't murder you, you're going to be my new playmate." He says, now striding towards you.

"We're too old to play. Stop fooling around and tell me what you want from me." You said, gritting your teeth. You were trying to be tough, but the boy seems to be seeing through your facade as he leans down to your height and taps on your nose lightly.

"Cute. I'm definitely going to keep you." He mumbles to himself, smiling wickedly.

At this point, you were unsure if you were delusional or just dreaming. Either way, everything felt so real. From his touch, to the many emotions he was making you feel. Fear, confusion, curiosity.

The blonde boy pulls away, suddenly walking towards the window. Everything was happening so fast, next thing you knew he'd jumped off.

"Wait, no!" You panicked, immediately running towards the window and looking down to where he was supposed to have fallen. Cold, crisp air enveloped you, making you shiver.

He wasn't there, you panicked until you looked in front of you where the boy floated in mid air.

"You're.." You trailed off in disbelief. I have got to be dreaming.

"Live a little, Y/N. You'll see, it's not so bad." He says, moving closer to you. You stood there frozen, unable to comprehend what is happening.

"How do you know my—" He cut you off by offering his hand. Was he actually asking you to jump off the freaking window? Your apartment was at the 4th floor of the building. But if this is just a dream, then why not ride along right? But there was also the thought that maybe this is it, maybe he's the voice in my head coaxing me to finally take my own life.

"Take my hand, we'll fly off to somewhere you will never have to face your problems ever again. We call it the Neverland." The strange boy offers, his eyes glinting with mischief.

"But how do I do that? How to I fly?" You ask him, still unsure.

"Just think happy thoughts and have faith in yourself. You can do it, I believe in you." He smiles warmly, and your heart fluttered, actually feeling reassured. But there's still one more thing.

"Uhh, hate to break it to you, but having happy thoughts isn't really my forte, depression and all." You say hopelessly. He shooked his head.

"Just because you're not happy now, doesn't mean you were never happy at all. Come on, there must be something you have somewhere, a happy memory." He coaxes you. You think of that time when your parents' would surprise you with breakfast in bed for your birthday every year until last year when they separated. They'd sing you a happy birthday, and they'd envelope you with their warmth as they hugged you. You'd laugh together and joke around.

"Close your eyes, keep on remembering that memory, and just believe." With a deep intake of breath, your knees buckled in fear yet you do as he says and without any hesitation, you entrust him with your life as you jumped off your window and into his arms, joining him in his flight back to Neverland.

"That's it, you're doing it sweetheart. You can open your eyes now." Your eyes fluttered open, bewildered by the sight of city lights so far down below. The boy has released you from his arms, now only holding you by the hand as he leads you. Your flimsy night gown did nothing much to shield you from the chilly air, making you shudder.

"Magical isn't it?" He says, looking down below as well before capturing your eyes with his. Your heart thumped in your chest, blood rushing to your cheeks as you looked away.

He looked ethereal, with the wind in his blonde hair and the moonlight making his skin appear translucent. He was magical himself.

"I never got name, yet you know mine." You stated, and he shot you another one of his mischievous grins.

"My name? They call me Ni-Ki." He says simply. You furrowed your eyebrows.

"Who calls you tha—"

"Hang on tight!" The boy shouts in excitement. Suddenly the direction of the wind changed, but you couldn't pinpoint it. Around you, the night sky and the lights below had morphed into an abstract of colors.

"What's happening?" You screamed.

"We're entering Neverland!" He replied.

Your flight became turbulent, as if stuck in a whirlwind as the colors became more and more vivid until finally engulfing you whole. You shut your eyes, kinda believing this is where you die. Yet once you opened them again, you were met by the sun shining brightly upon an island down below.

"Welcome, milady. I hope you enjoy your stay here." Ni-Ki let go of your hand briefly just to bow courteously in a joking manner. You snorted, laughing heartily then eyes widening at the sound you just made. It's been so long since you've last heard your own laughter. The boy seemed to be aware of this, with the proud smile on his face yet he said nothing.

"Come on, I'll introduce you to the others." He led you down to the shore, guiding you as you land gently on the warm sand. From there on, you walk towards the jungle. You would've mistaken this place as another country back in your world if only there weren't pixies flying around. You stare at them in awe as the gorgeous little creatures waved at you.

My dream just keeps getting weirder and weirder. You think to yourself, still not fully convinced that this is real.

In the middle of the jungle, there is a clearing where a snug little cabin stood. The both of you stopped at your tracks.

"Lost boys, assemble!" Ni-ki suddenly shouted, making you flinch slightly. Out of nowhere, boys came out from all directions.

Two of them jumped off a tree, one crawled out of the bush, one simply just walked out of the cabin with another boy following behind with his mouth stuffed and you lost track of the others as all of them tackled Ni-ki into the ground.

"Ni-ki! How was your trip?" They asked.

"I was gonna get to that." He said, pushing the boys off him and getting up.

"Everyone, this is Y/N. She's going to be a lost boy." He announces, and the boys made sounds of protests.

"But she's a girl!" One of them whined.

"A lost girl, then. So be nice to her." Ni-ki shrugs.

"This is Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Jungwon, and Sunoo." Ni-ki introduces. You spoke a soft hello as they gathered around the two of you.

"I wonder why Ni-ki chose you." Jay says, examining your features. You blink at him in confusion.

"Is she just like us?" Asks Jungwon.

"Sure is." Ni-ki confirms, and suddenly you were engulfed in a group hug.

"I'm so sorry." Jungwon says, patting you on the back.

"There there, you'll be happier here with us!" Jake exclaims. You wanted to ask what they meant, but decided against it.

"So how old are you guys?" You asked instead, and they laughed at this.

"Don't ask, we don't know either." Jake says jokingly.

"Who needs to keep count when we're not going to age anyway?" Sunoo says, munching on a piece of bread. You were about to answer when Ni-ki butted in.

"Guys, guys, mind if I borrow Y/N for a while? Just to show her around." The boys look at him teasingly.

"Okay, show Y/N around then." Sunghoon says with a smirk, implying something else.

"You just want her all to yourself." Jungwon says, sticking his tongue out childishly in which Ni-ki replied in the same manner.

Once the two of you are far enough from the rowdy group of boys, Ni-ki decided to break the silence.

"Sorry about them, you'll get used to them soon enough though." He says, scratching the back of his neck. You chuckled.

"I like them." You confessed and his face lit up at this.

"Really? I mean, they are like my family but I do admit they are very chaotic." He rolls his eyes, the smile never leaving his lips.

"They're great people, this whole experience has been wonderful, Ni-ki. Thank you." You say truthfully. Ni-ki stops to face you, stepping closer.

"If that is so, then you want to stay here right?" He asks hopefully, taking your hand in his.

"In here, you don't have to be sad anymore. We can go on many adventures, we'll just play around and never have to worry about anything. Don't you want that, Y/N? Don't you want to be a lost girl?" He continued.

"I don't know, Ni-ki." You say, conflicted as emotions stirred inside you.

"Please, won't you stay with me? If not, just say the word and I can take you back if you really wish to." Ni-ki says, leaving the decision up to you.

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