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deepend-swimmer · 3 years

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Hmm what's something you feel like talking about that you've been thinking about lately?

oh my god why does it feels like i never had a single thought now that you've asked me that but (long post ahead be careful)

lately I've been thinking a lot about my dream house. it always changes a little bit with the years but now it's such a set image, like i have it whole planned out and it's so different from what it used to be.

so there is this house on the way to my therapist that it took me so long to notice it but it has the prettiest entrance and i simply feel in love, it was what conditioned the whole thing. every time i pass through there i have a look at it bc it just screams home to me. modern houses in brazil are all walled and usually they are all closed off to the street, but this one instead of having a big, closed gate, the walls curve towards this little entrance with an open gate (as in gates made of metal bars, that you can see through and all). then past the gate the entrance is just like a mediterranean/greek style, with the walls in white and the details in royal blue, wood and glass. on the inside you have an anteroom, that reminds me a little bit of the coat's room they have on derry girls, and that's all you can see from the inside. one day i might take a picture or attempt to draw it so yall get the picture.

but back to my dream house, inspired by that entrance. it would be a two storey, mediterranean inspired house, but really it's just a meddle of things i like.

first you would have the little anteroom, right in the middle of the width of the house. the anteroom would have this "dresser" with a mirror and little places to leave things and shoes and nothing more really, a little stool maybe. then only one archway to the living room on the right.

now structurally the house could be divided in three parts (the first floor). it's much larger on length then width and you have two equal length parts with the middle narrower bit. the middle narrower bit corresponds to the anteroom, the corridor and staircase space. to the right we have the living room, the dining room and the bathroom. to the left we only have the kitchen.

the first floor doesn't really have doors, only the front door, the bathroom door and the backyard door on the kitchen. all the other rooms are divided by big, but simple, archways.

the living room is not giant or smth but it's spacious, lots and lots of window. there is a tv but it's really not the focus of it, the couches and the space for chatting is more important. loads of pillows and maybe some plants. there are three archways: the small one (doorsized) from the anteroom, one that would be like between 2-2.5 doors for the corridor (before the staircase) and a huge one for the dining room (it would take practically the whole width of the rooms).

then the dining room is more about the width than the length, the length it's just really to comfortably fit the narrow side of a big dining table, the chairs and maybe one cupboard (but the ones that are the height of tables you know? i don't remember the word). then the width is to fit comfortably a 10 people dining table. there is one window on the right wall. two archways: the living room and the corridor, also takes almost the whole length of the room (after the staircase).

then we have the corridor. it starts right up against the wall from the anteroom that faces the entry and connects everything on the lower floor. we have the archways on the right, cut by the wall that supports the staircase and the walls from the bathroom. by the left everything is archways to the kitchen.

now the heart of the house, the kitchen. it's literally the biggest part of the house. the left side of the house does begin a little behind the middle and right section but it's all the kitchen, although the width would be equal or less than the right side. we have two archways: one to match the dining room and one that starts up with the dining room archway to the back of the house. we have 2/3 windows: 2 big ones on the length and one maybe on the front wall of the house. i realised like yesterday that i do not care for island, yh maybe it would be nice, but i would also appreciate just a big (like ginormous) wooden table that takes a lot of the mid space of the kitchen. we do have balconies all the way through with matching cupboards on the walls. the back of the room has a slide up door to the backyard.

now second floor. the staircase is practically on the middle of the house which does complicate communication between rooms so we would need a platform (?) corridor. once you get upstairs you face the master bedroom's wall and have the first door right to the right.

the first door leads to the first child room. i wanna have at least two kids so I'd have two bedrooms for my kids. both rooms are the same size, same length and same width just inverted (like room 1 has the width of room 2 length's and the length of 2's width). the first child room has the width of the dining and living room downstairs. a shared bathroom, as in the fosters style, the bathroom is in between the rooms and it has a door on each side of it leading to the bedrooms, two sinks. now this is where things start getting boujee. i want natural light everywhere and smth I've always wanted on my dream houses were balconies. each of the children's rooms have 1 balcony and 1 big window. balconies face the same way so no one feels privileged. big window faces the backyard :)

then back to the platform (?) corridor (you know those ones that have railing and all). continuing there you get to the master's bedroom door, not too far from the staircase or the first door. the master's bedroom inside I'll leave for later.

once again, continuing on the corridor, after turning the first time and going all the way up to the front exterior wall, you get the guest room. it's small, as in not big, kinda of the rest of the space you would have on the second floor. big window too. i still have to find a way to give it a bathroom that's just not the one downstairs.

then on the last turn of the corridor we have the door to the 2nd child bedroom. same scheme as the 1st. big window faces the street tho :(

back to the masters. regarding size, it's not bigger than the child rooms, it might be even a little bit smaller. we might have a en suite bathroom (i'm willing to give it up so that the guest room has a bathroom upstairs). but here is the extravaganza: an actual proper balcony. the kids' balconies don't really have a proper place to stand on, it's more about the big door-like windows and the railing so that you can support yourself out there. but the masters has an actual bacony that surrounds the whole left back corner of the house, you have the first door on the left length side mid towards end of the room and the balcony circles all the way up to the 2nd door on the middle of the back wall of the room. the balcony would have little pot plants and 100% a little table with chairs to have breakfast on.

now just the backyard, really not big, just a little green, some trees and space to enjoy the sun and put the clothes to dry, and a shed garage on the first floor to take up the space of the upper balcony.

bur really i just want my house to feel warm and bright and homey. a place that my kids, my so and everyone else that goes there would really see as a family home, full of love and care. i don't need three balconies for that

#if i finish making the plant i will show you #in a reblog maybe? but yh i will show you #thaanks for the ask really i loved talking about this #dave's dream house #ask #answered #of-spades #deaif

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182daysofimagines · 7 years

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Runaway

// A/N sorry for the constant charecter changed but i think this works?? opinions appreciated <3 //

“look now it’s about e and my career Y/N” tyler said as he got up from my sofa and walked t the kitchen with me in suit. “so your saying your career is more important than me?” i said in disbelief.

tyler stopped for a second taking bit out of the apple in his hand. the crunching of the apple the only noise in the room. “you know what if it takes you that long to think about the answer then i know how you feel.” i said my eyes starting to fill with tears as tyler shred at me with a blank expression.

“you don’t understand you’re career means nothing to you where as mine is the world it is everything i have ever dreamed of and more.” tyler said using his arms to express how big of a deal his career is.

“wait what? tyler I’m sorry but how many times has my career and my money paid for us to do nice shit, paid for you to go to wrestling school and travel the world? huh? well i can bet you’ve seen more of my wages than i have” i now stood on the other side of the breakfast bar my arms crossed and my scowl burning into tyler face.

“ok well fuck you, i thought you wanted me to live my dream” tyler spat. “do not turn this around i was not the one who decided to waste their partners money and then fucking leave them when it mattered most” my jaw clenched and i refused to let the tears spill.

“you know what forget i don’t want to share this experience with a low life like you any way” tyler spat at me again his eyes raging with anger. “GET. OUT. OF. MY. HOUSE” i screamed. “GLADLY” tyler shouted back and marched to my door slamming it behind him.

all that could be heard was my loud breathing. a stray tear rolling down my left cheek. i marched into my room and grabbed my suitcase i stuffed it with my clothes, toothbrush, shampoo, phone charger and such. i then grabbed my handbag and a note bad and pen. i wrote i quick note to my roommate, Jess, apologising saying id pay this months rent but i wouldn’t return and she could send my belongings to my friends or just bin them.

i then opened the apartment door and walked out, locking it then posting the key through the letter box before marching to my car and starting it up. i checked the rearview mirror. i was a mess, my messy bun and stained makeup complimenting tyler jumper i was wearing and his baggy shorts.

i sat for a while before driving. i drove and drove until i didn’t know where i was and decided to sleep in my car for the night.

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Tylers POV

it had been whole year since Y/N had seemed to vanish off the face of the earth. i had gone back the next morning to apologise but i was met by a sad jess who just showed me the note. she had then let me take a few of Y/Ns items and thats now all i have. a picture of her and the little stuffed bear i had gotten her when i was 16.

to be honest i blame myself for Y/Ns dissapearence but it wasn’t like i could do anything because well she said it her self, she never wants to see me again.

i was getting ready for my match back in the uk that night and i wasn’t in the right mind. “hey fucker stop drooling you fucked up its your fault she left” pete said to my smacking the back of my head. “yh Tyler we’ve got a tag match tonight you can’t be all dizzy in the head right?”trent said adjusting his moustache. i just nodded and waited for the main event .

Y/NS POV

i sat contentedly in the metal chair at the side of the ring. i had changed a lot in the past year. i now had dark hair which was almost twice the length as before. i had also started wearing less makeup and started dressing in bodysuits and ripped jeans. bit different to the skirts and dresses i wore when i was with tyler.

i swept my hair out of my face as i saw the main event was about to happen. i then readied myself for his match.

Tylers POV

i got ready for my entrances with the boys. trent nodded at me as i followed him out and pete came out with is titles after me. we did our little thing and spat the water. once i looked at the crowed a girl sat there who looked so familia but i couldn’t figure it out.

the match went as planned and pete got the win for us. although through out the whole match i couldn’t keep my eyes off that girl. once we finished our little celebration i slid out the ring and walked up to the girl.

Y/NS POV

the match went well i think, well pete won. once finished though tyler approached me. “miss me?’ i said before he could speak. “Y/N?” he said in disbelief. i just nodded, “i heard you were worried about me so i thought if you saw me you’d know I’m not well dead” i said matter of factly to tyler.

“i i I’m sorry” is all tyler could muster before i laughed. “is that it? just I’m sorry, well I’m sorry tyler but this past year has been amazing and well its just proved how much i can achieve alone and-“ i got cute off when pete and trent walked up. “hey tyler come on we have t- Y/N? wow you look amazing how have you been” trent said to me. “hi guys, fine thanks, just came to show tyler what he’s been missing” i said smiling sweetly. they just nodded.

“well i best go bye boys, tyler” i said wiggling through the crowd and to my car ready to drive away for the second time.

Tylers POV

“No” is all i could say before i pushed past trent and pete and ran up the ramp. i grabbed my jacket and ran out the back door. i then saw a black car moving and instantly recognised the number plate. “Y/N stop” i shouted as i ran and place day naps on the hood forcing her to stop. all i could do was stare into her eyes. “ we need to talk” i said as she bit her lip and nodded towards the passenger side for me.

#British Strong Style #tyler bate #wwetyler #tyler #WWE #wwe superstars #nxt #WWE NXT #nxt takeover #UK championship #ukchampion #progress wrestling

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bitburgo · 7 years

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Psychedelic Chickens Are Rad

I think it’s bloody amazing how when you’re younger the world seems adamantly one way and nothing can change it. You look back at history and think ‘Jesus those old people were stupid - like how did Hitler become a thing???!’. You feel the world has been through a lot and has come out on top, like Darth Vader - but before he died (I’d say spoilers but I don’t even like Star Wars and I know what happens so if you don’t then I guess you’ve been living in a cave most of your life. Or you’ve gone outside.).

Yet you get older, get past the never ending decade they call the ‘Teens’ and realise that the world isn’t perfect. It hasn’t learnt it’s lessons. And it sure as hell isn’t in a fixed state - it’s always changing.

People you thought so much of, people that you looked up to and admired are nothing but judgemental douchebags that you don’t actually really want in your life. What once was a thriving, neighbourly, suburban Utopia suddenly becomes a gold-fish bowl of non-events and old people homes.

Everyone hates each other. And if they don’t hate each other they’re trying to sex each other (yet those two aren’t mutually exclusive). No one gives a shit about feelings, about rights, about other people. If that was the case then we’d have solved world hunger by now. We’d have peace. Everyone’d be on acid, holding hands and conversing with psychedelic chickens.

Nah. It’s seedy, this place we call ‘Earth?’. It’s about power. It’s about sexual desire. It’s about money. Almost as if everyone’s a giant baby just sitting there going ‘FEED ME’. But in order to be fed one must feed others. Thus a spiral of deception, corruption, and strategic blow-jobs begins, and one can’t get out.

The world changes colour as you grow. For me, it’s as if I expected to come out of my troubled (by ‘troubled’ I mean hormonally unstable) teens to find that, hey! I’m an adult! I can do this! The world likes me now! But no. The world just changed colour. But ironically, it became a brighter colour. It went from a dirty brown to a blinding white. I can see the world so much more clearly than I thought I ever could, but unfortunately it’s meant I can see the cracks so much easier. It’s meant I’ve seen ‘adults’ who’ve never really grown up, left wing political parties who actually don’t know the first thing going on with the working class of their country (totally 100% NOT referring to Labour at all nope not even slightly nope nope nope. And by that I mean yes I am referring to the Labour party. Ever heard of the ‘Westminster bubble’?), and I’ve seen that the people on this earth are by no means smarter and more aware than we’ve ever been. I’d explain myself more but to be fair if you can’t see it then it’s beyond me.

Sit the fluff down. Sit down and evaluate. Think about the world affairs. And I don’t mean war and global hunger. I’m talking about every day politics. I’m talking about how people treat each other, ‘normal’ people, treat each other on a day to day basis.

Take sexism. Yh that juicy peach. Everyone talks about how the law is much better for women nowadays. On the surface it seems women have it better than ever, we are equal and can do what we like in terms of career and family goals. We no longer have to live like Victorian housewives: getting up at 6 in the morning, cooking breakfast, getting the kids ready for school, cleaning the house, washing the clothes, going to work, coming back, picking up the kids from school, cooking dinner, satisfying the husband, all whilst trying to stay attractive and youthful (I mean, who’d have a washed out looking, fat, and wrinkly wife???). Oh......wait.....actually now I’ve said it that exactly what’s expected of us today....but at least we can vote! Right??

(This post isn’t going to be about women's rights. I promise. That topic makes my blood boil so much I don’t even know where to start. So I’ll move on and take the point with me.)

The point is that what seems fabulous on the surface is actually completely the opposite underneath. Growing up in the 21st century (bar four years of the epic 90s) made me feel that I was growing up in a society pretty much without fault. I mean for god’s sake. We have IPHONES. We have INTERNET. We have GIANT TELEVISIONS. You can ORDER PIZZA FROM YOUR BED WITHOUT HAVING TO TALK TO ANOTHER HUMAN BEING. But all this technological crap only takes our focus away from the fact that the human race is still very much the same underneath. We judge. And this leads to stereotyping. This in turn leads to prejudice, then discrimination. And hate.

I always thought I was growing up in a society without those things. Political correctness paints a very nice picture. One where black and white children play together in harmony. One where homosexuals are thought of as normal people. One were people shame the generation of the late 60s for hating so much on Yoko Ono.

But then I see that a child in modern day America gets shot, basically for his colour. I see the LGBTXYZSERYFGJDNF+ community take to Tumblr and create a ‘family’ in order just to feel accepted as they don’t in the outside world. I see people shunning women for trying out ‘manly’ sports on the basis that they aren’t as physically ‘talented’ and ‘tbf you gotta be gay to wanna play it’ (stop Hannah. Don’t go off on the sexism tangent it’s NOT GOOD FOR YOU).

I haven’t got a solution. Just an observation. I don’t even know where to start in terms of ‘fixing’ anything. Credit to people who try, but it’s a lost battle from the start.

What it needs at the end of the day, is for people to open their eyes and see how they’re treating other people. Seeing that although others are different and have different ideologies, it doesn’t make them bad. It makes them unique. And ironically so many people are trying to look unique nowadays they all look the fucking same.

And it’s easy to say. ‘Treat others how you wanna be treated’. ‘Give peace a chance’. ‘Feed the hungry’. But let’s face it. A lot of us sit at home, in the warm, with food, on the internet, talking but not saying anything. We think we have it figured out (like I think I do) (but I don’t) but then if you ask most people if they’d hop on a plane to Africa to fight for the poor and desperate for the next 10 years, most people would probably say ‘Ahhh man I’d love to but I promised my dog I’d take them for a walk, and...well tbh I don’t really want to. There’s no wifi.’. So what’s the point in pretending that we care?

Once again, I can’t talk. I’m sitting here on my computer complaining and evaluating a world that I’m doing NOTHING to change. I kinda just wish there was less of a focus on oneself and more of that on other people. Less of an illusion that the world is grand and more of a willingness to stand up and say ‘THIS IS HOW I’M WRONG. THIS IS HOW I’LL CHANGE’.

Accept an alternative view once in a while. Look to the stars once in a while. Eat a Mini Egg(ReGiStEreD TRAdeMArK) once in while - for no other reason than they taste fucking fantabulous. Talk to a psychedelic chicken. They’re pretty rad. Not that I’ve met one. But I’d like to.

Once again I’m back to the point of ‘don’t be a douche, the world sucks, and by changing it you gotta change yourself first *Man in the Mirror starts to play somewhere in the distance*.’ But this is what my thoughts come back to every time I..... well... think about life tbh.

It’s an amazing place, Earth. But not the man-made parts. No no. The natural parts. The colour of the trees. The sounds of the earth and the sky. You don’t always need mind altering drugs to appreciate the beauty of this place. You just need to sit in a field, in the middle of nowhere, and be.

I feel the more people get in touch with nature, both within themselves and outside of the walls of their house, the better we will be. Yet we can’t. Cause at the end of the month rent is due. Cause you need to eat. Cause you want central heating. We can’t enjoy just being because we always owe someone something.

(Oh my god I’ve done it. I’ve turned into a fucking hippy. I never thought this day would come...................)

But if it’s wrong to actually believe in natural beauty, and to believe there’s more to life than money and power, then tbf I don’t wanna be right. And if you’re sitting there thinking I’m talking bullshit then you’re just proving my whole point to be honest.

Thanks for listening. Next week: ‘Slander: An 87 Step Guide To Lying Your Way To The Top.’.

#psychedelic chickens #thanks for reading as always #youre great #im a hippy now apparently #not sure im ok with that #but its better than being a racist #enjoy your day #enjoy your life #see you in the next one #random ass post #take as much notice of it as you like

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xtom-darling-x17 · 1 year

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Safe In His Arms

Pairing - Jeremiah Fisher x reader

Summary - You, Belly and Taylor gets stranded by Nicole and the other group of girls naked. Jeremiah and Conrad go to take their clothes and pick them up. After, things with You and Jeremiah get heated.

Warnings - Smut 18+ (Protected sex, Oral sex - Female receiving, Praise Kink, swearing)

A/N - This is requested by @pillowcolorsstuff Hope you enjoy! Thank you for all the love and support, much appreciated! I have enjoyed writing this 🥰

Word count - 1K +

“Oh my god,” You gasp with Belly and Taylor, “I can’t believe they just left us here!” You groan.

“Also, they took our Fucking clothes, Those cunts!” Taylor scoffs, rolling her eyes.

“What the Fuck are we gonna do?” Belly questioned, “Calm down it’s going to be fine, we just need to find something to cover us up,” you say looking around.

“I’ll look for something to cover us up,” Taylor offered swimming finding something.

“While you do that I’m going to call Jeremiah,” You get your phone from the side of the lake, pressing his contact name.

Ring, ring.. “Hello, Jere we need help,” You shout down the phone, cause he clearly at a party.

“Oh my, Y/N where are you, sweetheart,” Jeremiah walking outside so he can hear you, concerned for you.

“Hang on,” You look up, “Guys where are we?” You questioned, “Shit, we don’t even know, some kind of lake,” Belly shouted, Taylor trying to find something.

“Jeremiah, I’m going to put my Snapchat location on for you to see where we are because we have no clue. And also we are naked, can you bring clothes? For me, Belly and Taylor,” You told Jeremiah, taking a deep breath trying not to panic.

“Really, your naked! ok I’ll be there and bring clothes for you guys, bye love you,” Jeremiah quickly ends the call after you say, “love you,”

You swim, where Belly and Taylor are. “I’ve got good news and Bad news,” You tell them, They look at you, “what’s the bad news?” Taylor asked.

“Well, the bad news is that it’s going to take time for Jeremiah to come but the good news is he is and with clothes for us too!” You all smile and sigh at the same time.

“It’s so fucking cold, I’m Freezing my tits off,” Belly complains, “Aren’t we all?” You sigh.

“We could at least try to, find something and walk a bit naked?” Taylor said, “I agree, it’s going to be late as it is when Jere gets here so better get our asses up,” You say, “Come on,”

“Fuck, we really doing this?” Belly grumbled more out of fear of being seen, “Yes,” you and Taylor say at the same time.

You, Belly and Taylor get out the water. Luckily there was no one about to see you.

“Look over there, a really big boat sheet!” Taylor and you pulled it off quickly, wrapping it around you, belly and her.

“Well at least this is better than nothing,” Belly said, you start walking only thing you got in your hands is your phones.

You get up this long road, “Remind me not to ever go skinny dipping again unless it’s just you guys,” You laugh enlightening the mood, “Yh same Y/N,” Belly and Taylor laughed too, shaking their heads.

🧋

Meanwhile, after Jeremiah got your call. Conrad came to him with a bag full of clothes, which was yours and the girls!

“Oh, my God, Who the fuck did that to them!” Jere scoffed as Conrad and him speed run to their cars, “It was fucking Nicole and some other pathetic girls, they are so done!” Conrad growls,

“Y/N rang me up, that’s how I knew that happened.” Jere told, Conrad nodded.

They both stepping on the gas peddle following the directions on your Snapchat location.

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Cute Curious Babies

Pairing - Peter Parker x reader

Summary - Peter and you eventually having a baby, ended up having twins. Peter showing the children how to use his web shooters.

Warnings - none just fluff

A/N - Requested by @spideysbae I hope you enjoy, Many thanks to all your Love and Support!

Word count - 1.8k+

You and Peter Parker seemly high school sweethearts falling in love, now 6 years later being both 24 years old married with 2 children at the age of 3 years.

You taking care of your children, packing their lunch for play group as you look up seeing one of your babies on the ceiling. You gasped, still not used to seeing them sticking to things because they got their Dad’s (Peter Parker) radioactive genes.

“Hey, Babe are you ok?” Peter questioned walking through the kitchen door, he noticed one of his babies sticking on the wall again.

“I’m fine, looks like this little munchkin got themselves stuck thou,” you giggled, your other baby crawling to your feet. “Can you get her off of the ceiling Thanks,” you pick up your son.

Peter climbing up to get D/N, “it’s ok, Daddy’s got you baby,” he cradles her in his arms going back down to the ground. “I’m still not use to them having your powers,” you shake your head, moving to put the pack up in the fridge for tomorrow.

Your son giggled “Daddy, on wall with D/N,” pointing at him. “Yes, Baby,” you giggle as your baby sticks to you, gently grabbing the talcum powder to unstick him. you bring that everywhere with you because these babies of yours are very sticky!

“There sweetheart, all safe,” Peter kisses her cheek, she blowing raspberries in his face and making her hands clap giggling.

“There was a 50 percent chance rate of them getting my genes that are radioactive,” He grins, kissing your cheek. You smile ruffling his hair, “Dork,” Peter raises his eyebrow, “yeah, but your dork,” he whispers right near your ear.

“Daddy, mummy play, Play,” S/N and D/N squeals smiling, you both put them down on the floor as they crawl to their toys to the living area. “At least they got your smarts too,” you smirked, Peter brings his arms around your waist, “Your smart too, Darling,” kisses you.

“Am I?” You tease, “Yes, Baby so not dumb,” Peter teases back. “I think our Babies want us to play with them, come along Petey,” you walk sitting down, Peter nodding to follow you.

S/N and D/N are actually playing the same thing, which is rare even thou they are twins. You pick up a doll with Peter, laughing when you see a Spiderman Doll.

“What’s so funny, Mrs Parker,” You burst out laughing again, your babies look at you laughing too. “Well, Mr Parker You bought yourself a Spider-Man doll when we was 17-18,” you explained, showing him.

“Hey, it’s not a doll it’s actually an action figure,” He corrects you, taking it into his hands pouting. D/N walks to Peter, “spider-man,” she says in awe, hugging him. You giggle, as S/N comes to join the hug.

Ever since they found out their Dad is spider-man they are obsessed. Thinking it was such a cool adventure to be apart of, it was a pretty funny story. Your babies actually understood how to keep a secret, Tony Stark being a massive help out with the little ones.

🧋

Later on in the day you fed the twins in their high chairs. Peter coming through the kitchen door just after a mission with his suit on. Your babies babble “Daddy, da show show,” they point on their wrist, smiling.

They had done eating, now wanting to play. Peter took both of his children in his arms, while you go out shopping. “Show, show” They kept repeating, giggling.

Peter Sits on the sofa with them, side by side. “What do you mean? Sweethearts,” Peter asked, as they point to his suit. “Oh, do you want to know about these,” he recognises at what S/N and D/N are pointing at.

“Yes,” they throw their hands up, giggling. “Mm, well the basics are these are called web shooters, can you say Web shooters? Babies,” He smiles, encouraging them to learn new words.

“Web, shooter,” Making grabbing hands at them, “That’s good, Munchkins!” Peter praises them, they smile even more loving the attention. He takes his web shooters off, to show them how to use them.

He clips one on D/N little arm then the other on S/N arm. “To use them, you see where the little pad lock is,” he points to each one, making sure they understand, “you press that button, with your two middle fingers,” Peter wiggles his fingers, showing his babies.

“Yes, two fingers,” they nod, wiggling their little middle fingers giggling. “Your fast learners, Babies aren’t you?” Peter praises at them, “but wait, loves.” Stopping S/N pressing the button.

“You need to aim like this,” Peter stretches out his arms, “Then do this Motion with your fingers as you point your arm out.” He explains, clearly and carefully. “It’s going to feel strange at first, but you will get the hang of it,” he smiles.

“You can try, Babies,” He tells, D/N sticks her arm out aiming then shooting the web.

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Twirling Around

Pairing - Jeremiah Fisher x reader

Summary - Your a close friend to the Fisher boys, especially Jeremiah. You haven’t seen them a long while, Along the way you go to the debutante Ball. Belly seems to get jealous but not for long. You and Jeremiah connect like fireworks!

Warnings - Slight Angst, but rather minor, Smut 18+ (Protected sex, Oral sex - Female receiving, Praise kink, Swearing)

A/N - This has been requested (sorry it won’t let me tag them) but their name is @t-t-070609 Hope you enjoy! Thank you to all your love and support 🥰

Word count - 1K +

Another Summer, away from the Fishers or so you thought? Your family decided to take some changes this year, actually renting a home in cousins.

It’s only gets better for you because you can spend time with Jeremiah and Conrad, but mostly Jeremiah. Your excited because you haven’t seen them in so long as you Moved away a few years back.

“Hey, look there is a car pulling up on our drive way..” Conrad, explained to Jere. They go outside to see, who it is.

“Omg, It’s Y/N,” Jeremiah screams, as you step out the car walking to him. He picks you up spinning you around.

“Alright, alright! I know your excited but I’m fucking dizzy,” You squeal, hugging him back.

“Hi, Conrad!” You hug, him “At least someone, is normal,” you tease, squinting eyes at Jeremiah.

“Hi,” Conrad smiled, he is shy and quiet where as Jeremiah is the opposite mostly.

“Hey, at least I give better hugs,” Jere defends, taking your hand.

“Yh, sure,” you tease back, smirking.

“What are you doing in Cousins? We have not seen you in like forever, we missed you so much!” Jere asked you, your in their house.

Your mum said hi to the boys as she walks to the other mums.

“I’m here for the summer,” you clapped, excited, “And I’ve missed you both so much too!,”

“I’ve always wanted you to be here,” Jere smiled, “so room tour?”

“Yes room tour,” You laugh, standing up.

Conrad eventually talking with you and Jeremiah as you walk around the house.

Even though you been away from the Fisher boys for sometime they acted like you never left them. Especially, instant connection with Jeremiah. You still liked Conrad but everyone could definitely tell there is a connection between you and Jeremiah.

“How’s it been away, you been enjoying your new home?” Jere question, jumping up the stairs.

“Not too bad, of course 10x better if I never left but I’m glad I’m getting the opportunity to see you,” You smiled, Jeremiah taking your hand to guide you in his bedroom.

“This my bedroom,” He smiles, “If we go down the hall there other bedrooms and the bathroom,”

“You show me, your bedroom first,” You wink, teasing. You and Jeremiah always had this flirty/banter side together, no matter what!

“Yes, you know me Petal,” Jere winked back teasing you too. Expect something was different about it this summer, it wasn’t the same.

“Come on, let’s go downstairs! Looks like Conrad beat us to it,” Jeremiah laughed, running down with you following.

🧋

You had fun with Jeremiah and Conrad, deciding it was time to go home until tomorrow.

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396 notes - Posted July 20, 2022

Could you make a Peter parker one where the reader stays over at his house and there maybe best friends or they just started dating and when they sleep peter gets like a b*ner. And the reader wakes up feeling peter and hearing his noises that she tells him in the morning abt it and he gets embarrassed but she tries to tell him it’s fine xx

Waking up to you

Pairing - Peter Parker x Reader

Summary - You and Peter has just started dating, you sleep together for the first time. When you wake up you hear and feel Him.

Warnings - slight teasing, embarrassment but fluffy

A/N - Thank you for your request, hope you enjoy! Much appreciated love and support. 🥰

Peter Parker, bitten by a spider.. it’s icon to be honest. Even though he got rock, hard abs he hasn’t had many relationships.

You being you, sweet and innocent. You just need to explore more into the depth of the world.

When you meet a cute, nerdy guy who stumbles over his words. You didn’t expect to go out with him, but now just 2 months later that’s where you are in life.

“Peter, come sleep baby,” You kiss his cheek as you rub his hand, “I know you and I are suckles for studying but even I think that’s a bit too much,” you giggle.

“Mm, I agree babe,” Peter closes his laptop and books as he rubs his eyes, yawning.

“Pjs, I don’t forget to brush your teeth,” You call out as Peter walks out going to the bathroom as he grins at you.

You already did that and got into bed but you thought you would encourage Peter, to do the same as it’s been way past hours.

“Baby,” Peter mumbles, sleepy as he slides into his bed with you. “Yes baby boy,” You stroke his hair, comforting him as he hums.

“Love you,” he whispers after kissing your lips, he closes his eyes.

“Love you too, Petey night,” You whisper back, drifting off yourself into dream land.

“Mm, night,” Peter smiles, snuggling further into your chest.

You are new at being around a guy, especially that’s he’s your boyfriend.

You wake up to the sun shining through as it peaks out through the gap of the curtain. You look down seeing Peter still asleep as he shuffled onto you, mumbling sounds.

Sounds that sounds like he’s actually moaning, you thought. You could feel something against your thigh, looking down as the covers have been half on you both.

You see Peter’s hard on, your eyes widen not use to sleeping with a guy. Feeling strange that you saw a bulge with his pants on.

Until you see Peter’s face pouting in his sleep like a baby against your chest, you calm down not thinking much about it.

You cuddle Peter more, getting comfy as you need to stretch out.

A few minutes later, “Mm, Y/N,” Peter scrunches his eyes up, slightly opened mouth rubbing against you lightly.

You wasn’t uncomfortable per say, you just didn’t know what to do.

Peter finally woke up stirring as he opens his eyes to, “Good, morning baby,” You kiss his forehead.

“Mm, morning, Darling,” Peter smiles, leaning in to kiss you sweetly, on the lips.

“You know, um.. I’ve got something to tell you,” You can’t help but let out a giggle, going to tell what you have just saw.

“What is it?” Peter questions, curious.

“You know you got a boner, and you was moaning my name plus rubbing up against me,” You breathed out, feeling much better.

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536 notes - Posted October 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Over flowing

Pairing - Jeremiah Fisher x reader

Summary - You come to cousins as usual, doing your ritual every summer on the first day. Later comes with frisky moments that you and Jeremiah adore.

Warnings - Smut 18+ (Praise kink, Oral sex)

A/N - Prompt request (it won’t let me tag them, sorry) I hope you enjoy it! Thank you for all your love and support, I really appreciate it 🥰

“Wait are you wearing my clothes?”

“Come sit on my lap, Darling,”

Word count - 1.4K

Your POV…

Jeremiah is the sweetest boy, I could ever imagine having in my life.

I suddenly, felt two strong arms wrapped around me picking me up as I arrived getting out the car.

“Ah, Jeremiah!” I shout, startled. “Hey, pretty girl relax,” he grinned playfully, I calmed down until I hear “We are just going for a swim.” He picked me up running to the pool with me laughing.

Conrad and Steven had Belly, dumping her into the pool too. Now Belly and I was both in the pool smirking to one another, both knowing that Conrad and Jeremiah would help us get out.

They did at the same time too, which is perfect! We gave each other a knowing look as we grabbed our boys hand flipping them into the pool.

“Oh, my” We laughed, “God,” Belly finishing the sentence. We high fived each other as our boyfriends come to the surface, smirking back. Me and Belly try to scramble but it was no use, we was giggling as they got our waists pulling us back under playfully.

Look like Jere and Conrad had the same idea as they both pulled us under the water for a kiss. We all popped our heads up laughing way too hard at each other’s expressions.

Steven just looking at the whole bizarre conundrum going on gob smacked.

We got out the pool, Jere wraps a towel round my body such a gentleman as Conrad dose the same for Belly. I go into the kitchen, all wet.

“Oh, my,” Susannah puts her hands to her mouth, “The girls really got you this time.” She laughs, smiling while talking to Laurel.

Laurel wasn’t surprised seeing that your all wet bar from Steven, she shakes her head continuing to talk to Susannah.

“First one to get dress wins!” Jeremiah screams through the house, rushing up the stairs. You run right behind him leaving Belly and Conrad talking.

You laugh as you throw yourself into his bed. “Hey, your wet missy!” Jere pretending to be mad but breaking into a smile. He dives into the bed, “with out me,” he winks.

“I thought you said get dry,” you climbed out to get some clothes before he could say anything. You waved, going into the bathroom.

Jeremiah got dressed himself, way quicker than you. Now waiting on his bed for you, strolling through his phone.

I come out of the bathroom all fresh and clean and climbing into Jere’s bed. He puts his phone down looking at me smiling.

“Wait, are you wearing my clothes?” He smirked, running his hands against the sides of my waist gently. I giggle as he grips on to me more, pulling me into his lap.

“Is that why you rushed into the bathroom?” Jere nozzles his head into my shoulder, I’m giggling over the feel of him tickling me.

“Yes,” I smile cuddling my body into his more, “I did because they are so comfortable.” I sigh in. Content, Jere peppers kisses all over my neck and shoulders.

“Mmm, you look Adorable Babe.” He states, twirling a piece of my hair into his fingers. “Just want to eat you all up,” He pretends to eat me, I lightly scream giggling.

Jeremiah sits up to peep through the door, seeing that no one is around. He closes the door and locks it grinning.

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562 notes - Posted July 8, 2022

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