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underburningstars · 2 years

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"Part your lips open, pretty boy."

This is a prompt fill up for the 'Piercings' square of SFSummerBingo22 @starkerfestivals

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starker-sorbet · 2 months

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Barista Tony flirting with the cute college student that stops by his coffee shop each day

@starkerfestivals Extended AUpril: Coffee Shop card below

#starker #coffee date #barista tony #college student peter #SFAUpril24 #StarkerFestivalsEvents #moodboard #my moodboard

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multifariousqueer · 2 years

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I’ll do anything, Professor

a/n: Hiiiii! I’ve been meaning to post and make this for a while now so here it is! This is possibly my filthiest work lol. I hope you enjoy! <3

warnings: SMUTTTT, age gap (19 and 24), teacher!Peter x student!reader, oral(f and m receiving), yandere behavior(both parties), spanking, no protection(wrap it before you tap it), Dom!Peter x Sub!Reader, angst, toxic relationships, cursing, daddy kink, overstimulation

summary: You’re failing physics and your professor doesn’t want that to happen ;)

No matter how hard you tried, you just didn’t get it. It didn’t matter who explained it, you just couldn’t grasp physics. It was hard for no reason and completely pointless for what you wanted to become in life. All you wanted was to be a computer scientist and you couldn’t fathom how Physics fit into that. But if you wanted your degree, you had to do the class. Luckily for you and every girl and some guys, the professor was hot. He also explained everything in super great detail. You had had a crush on him since the beginning of the year and every now and again, you caught him staring at you. You always wore tight and revealing clothes the days you had physics and it never payed off(or so you thought).

It was like clockwork. You woke up at 9:00am, got a shower, put on a short skirt that was a bit short for comfort, and a crop top that accentuated your tits. You said bye to your roommate and headed out to Dunkin before heading to class. You always made sure to get there early so you can talk with Professor Parker. He enjoyed your little discussions about your other classes, the little bit you did understand about physics and your collective love for the Star Wars franchise. You started watching it for him but it quickly became your favorite series. He enjoyed talking to you and hearing what you had to say about some of the most basic stuff.

You walked in and struck up a conversation with the man:

“Hiiii Mr Parker.” you said, a bit flirtier than you'll admit.

“Hi Ms. L/n.” Peter said plainly.

You struck up a conversation over the new baristas at Dunkin messing up your refresher and before you knew it, it was 10:15am and class was about to start. You happily took your seat but not before Peter caught a glimpse of your outfit and your panties underneath. He felt himself grow hard but he ignored it.

Class had begun and you were still confused. You had managed to grip the key concepts but everything else was going over your head. You just sat and stared at your professor until you heard him call your name:

“Ms. L/n, do you know one of the four fundamental forces?”

“Uhmm, gravity?” you replied.

“Correct. The gravitational force is the fourth and final fundamental force. Good Job, Ms. L/n.” He said. If you weren’t mistaken, you heard a hint of pride in his voice.

You had smiled and went back to looking at your laptop with your notes on it.

Before long, class was almost over and Mr. Parker was giving his closing statements:

“Okay class don't forget your homework on Newton’s first law and please do your project, it’s due at 11:59 at night. And as always-” He started

“Stay Curious.” The class and you finished.

He smiled and said:

“Very good.”

Everyone got up to leave before he went up to you and asked to speak with you. You happily obliged and he showed you your grades.

“Ms. L/n, you’ve barely gotten above a C. Is everything alright?” He asked, voice dripping with concern. He pulled up a chair and you sat in it with your legs crossed.

“Yeah it’s just I’m having a hard time understanding and focusing.” You said shamefully.

“What’s drawing away your focus? And what do you need help understanding?” He asked.

“Just some stuff happening at home. I’ll find a tutor don't worry.” You said

“I don’t mean to pry but if you need to talk I’m here and I’m also a part time tutor.” He said.

“Since when?” You asked in a flirtatious way. You had never heard him talk about tutoring anybody before.

“Since my favorite student told me she needs help.” He replied. You felt both honored and a bit turned on at his response.

You chuckled but before you could say anything he said: “Meet me here at 10:30 tomorrow.” You knew he only had classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays so it would just be you two.

“Yes, sir.” You said with a smirk.

Peter felt his pants tighten a bit and his cheeks heat up. He felt guilty because he wanted to help you but at the same time, he wanted to fuck the shit out of you. The age gap felt weird to him but lets face it, his best friend is dating a 18 year old so it is what it is. He knew he couldn’t take much more of your teasing so he hatched a plan.

The next day

The day started as any other did except, you were ecstatic to be alone with your favorite teacher-turned-tutor. You put on perfume, curled your hair and even put on a bit of makeup. Your outfit was the perfect mix of slutty yet subtle. Your skirt was short and your top showed so much of your cleavage it was basically a bra. You sported knee high socks with forces to match. You grabbed your stuff and headed to his class.

The second you got there his eyes traveled to your face then your tits. He felt his dick grow harder and harder with each step you took. You smiled and said:

“Ready to learn professor.”

“Sit” He smirked.

Things were going well until he put his hand on your thigh. You smiled knowing that your outfit was working. You would be in his bed in no time. You exposed your neck by flipping your hair and sending the subtle scent of your perfume his way. It was driving him crazy. You felt your arousal grow in your panties and your nipples grow hard. He could smell your pheromones and he could only imagine how good you would feel around him.

It was a game of truce. He would raise his hand higher as you would tease him. You knew you two wouldn’t last long so while he was talking you decided to be bold.

You were giving your two cents and leaning closer and closer to him. He was leaning as you were leaning; his brain going berserk over you sharing the same desires as him and before you knew it, your lips had met. He grabbed your chin and migrated to grabbing your jaw in his hand. Your delicate hands holding his face. He pulled you up with him and placed you on his desk.

“Are you sure about this Professor?” you breathed

“Yes. Are you?” he breathed

“Yea.” you moaned

The conversation was quick. He began rubbing your clothed cunt while simultaneously, grabbing your tits and kissing you. You let out a whimper which prompted him to kiss down your body and pull down your panties. You gripped the table for dear life as he began to lick a stripe up your cunt. You let out a moan and gripped his hair. He slid a finger into your dripping wet hole and said:

“I’ve been dreaming of this pussy for months.” Before kissing and sucking your clit.

“I’ve been dreaming of you daddy. Fucking me so good and cumming in me.” You moaned.

“mmmmm so kinky.” he smirked before slipping a second finger into you.

You felt close to your edge. The pleasure causing your cunt to tighten around him:

“Don’t cum yet princess.” He said

“Please sir! I’ll do anything to cum.” you said desperately,

That the straw that broke the camel’s back. He knew he had you wrapped around his not-so-little finger then. He had you exactly where he wanted you.

“Anything?” He asked with a twisted smirk on his face.

“Anything.” you whined.

“Get on your knees.” He instructed.

You did as you were told and watched as he pulled down his pants and revealed his cock:

“Mmmmm you're so fucking big.” you said dreamily.

“Watch your mouth princess.” He said in a dangerous tone.

“Yes sir.” You said.

You flicked your tongue over the tip of his cock and ran a finger up his length. He let out the hottest whimper you had ever heard. You took what you could fit in your mouth and throat, and wrapped your hand around the rest. Your mouth and hand both bobbed up and down taking him as far as you could go. He moaned and pushed your head down as you bobbed. You felt the precum leak out of his tip and removed your hand to take more in. His balls hit your face as he slammed himself in and out of your mouth. To him, you looked absolutely gorgeous taking him like that. Your mouth covered in spit and precum as he thrusted into your face. Pretty soon his movement stilled and he gripped your head at his base; letting you know he came. He removed himself from your throat to reveal your tongue smothered in him. You gave him doe eyes before swallowing his cum. He smiled at you and said:

“Good girl. you earned your reward.”

You had assumed your rewarded would be an A or B on your next test but it was something even better.

He pulled you up and turned you around. He bent you over like you were nothing and smacked your ass.

“I should've fucked you a long time ago if I knew you’d be so good.” he said.

You moaned at the stinging sensation as he did it again. He kissed where he had marked you and inserted himself inside of you. You moaned at the wonderful new sensation and at how amazing he felt inside of you. He was right: you two should've fucked a long time ago.

He began slow at first, bending over with you to kiss your shoulder blade and thrusting into you while snaking a hand around to your clit,.

“You're such a good girl for daddy, princess.” he said deeply

“Thank you sir.” you replied

He stood up straight and began to fuck you. His dick felt so amazing and his hand felt just as good. Your eyes rilled back in your head as he pounded into you. The sound of your collective moans and skin slapping together filled the auditorium sized room. You felt his other hand grab your wrists and hold them together as his pace increased. Your moans and whimpered were getting louder as your wave of pleasure came crashing in like a tide. You felt yourself tighten around him which caused his pace to become sloppier and sloppier. You convulsed at the stimulation and came around him. It didn’t take long for him to finish in you as well. Your collective moans slowed as you came down. He pulled you around to him and kissed you sloppily:

“Let’s do this again, yea?” He breathed.

“Of course.” You winked.

You limped out of the room with your stuff in shaking arms. Making sure to sway your ass just a bit.

When you got back to your dorm, you went to change when you realized your panties were gone.

When Peter saw you had left your panties, he debated trying to find you and give them back but he decided to leave them in his desk drawer and give them a sniff whenever he missed you.

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frizzle-mcshizzle · 23 days

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📖: If you had to remove one book from the series, which would you choose?

ive talked about this before but Unraveled.

it's such an obvious cash grab, if you're writing a long series you cannot switch POV ten books in and write a .5 book that's not how it's supposed to work. its bad writing. she's obviously stretching out the series to make money, it feels like it's gonna be a plotless book with maybe one or two plot points that really don't need to be in a separate book. I genuinely feel like she's actually gone down in the target age. because originally while said 8 to 12, the first book had children being kidnapped and tortured and addressed grief and adoption in like a genuine heartfelt way. it felt more like a book for 12-14yos. with what being posted about unraveled it really feels like a book for middle schoolers which I understand is the official target age of the series but it wasn't always like that, a good children's book can be enjoyed by adults, and kotlc is no longer like that.

on top of that the series has been going down in quality since nightfall. she had a chance to save it with Stellarlune, because everyone was cutting her slack for having babies. but it just got worse. The thing is she's a genuinely good writer you can see that in the first four books which is why I'm so disappointed in where the series is going.

#I really would rather her take three years to write the next book #instead of just pumping out books every single year #you know?#I need you to understand I genuinely enjoy kids media #so this isn't just like a I'm a college student now and I'm not in the target age #i was watching a peter rabbit show for 5yos at 12 because i enjoyed it #I was watching Wild Kratts at 14 #Target ages don't matter to me #it's the quality of the media #and keeper has been going down in quality #it will always have a special place in my heart but I will not be buying the next book #kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #thanks for the ask!

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skyward-floored · 7 months

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the person driving around with the sombrero was probably Peter Pan-Cho III

PETER COME BACK!!! YOU LOST YOUR SOMBRERO PETER!!!! PETER COME— oh. never mind. it got run over.

#hope he likes berets #rambles from the floor #that’s so funny though maybe it was #...it was probably actually some of the dumb college students but I much prefer the idea of it being Peter Pan Cho III

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milimeters-morales · 1 year

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Gwen, juggling beakers: ladies LOVE chemicals

Miles, about to drink a “potion”: it’s true. i’m ladies and i take chemicals all the time

Peter B: get out of my class how did you even find where i worked

#the two new students at college that are too short and baby faced to be college students just killed the chemistry professor #he’s fine but they killed him #gwen stacy #spidergwen #ghost spider #miles morales #spiderman #spider man #peter b parker

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yes-i-am-happyaspie · 7 months

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WIP Wednesday

Collab w/ @waitingondaisies !

As Tony arrived on the scene he noticed two things. Number one, the electric hellhounds were far more destructive than he’d anticipated. And number two, he wasn’t the only non-civilian in the area. Spider-man was already swinging around, attempting to sweet talk the robot dogs into behaving.

He flew up to the friendly neighborhood nuisance and flipped up his face plate. “Have a little trouble there, Spidey?” he asked. “Need a clicker? A whistle? A few bolts to toss out as treats?”

“Do you think that would work?” Spider-Man asked, his voice pitched upward in a juvenile combination of excitement and an annoying amount of optimism.

“Absolutely not,” Tony scoffed. He spotted a dog chewing through a lamp post and proceeded to blast it to smithereens. He could hear Spidey make a wounded noise beside him and rolled his eyes.

“Dude! You don’t have to kill them!” Spider-Man shouted. “It’s not their fault they’re evil! Blame the owner, not the dog!”

“They’re not real dogs!” Tony strained.

#wip wednesday #collab #waitingondaisies #body swap au #college student peter parker #peter parker #tony stark #spider-man #iron man #marvel

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madmanwonder · 20 days

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Ask

College Science Teacher

What does Gwen plan on doing to get Mr. Parker to become hers?

"Wearing my 'combat' outfit." Gwen replied as she looked at her 'combat' outfit that will knock the soul out of Mr.Parker with a cunning smile.

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starker-sorbet · 1 year

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When, during a lecture, students noticed a ring on Professor Stark's hand naturally the campus gossip mill started churning. The mechanical engineering professor had always been incredibly private and quite sharp with people who asked questions about his home life, which was a world away from his friendly nature when talking about anything to do with his class or anything else a student needed help with. This obviously made everyone even more interested as to the man's private life. But to no avail, nobody knew anything about him other than what pertained to his class. Until now. It was just a simple gold ring but to those who wanted to know more about the man (not just the students were interested as several of Stark's fellow professors had bets on the man's home life) it was so much more. It was a thread for them to follow, a lead to their much desired answers. But most importantly it was a link. A link to the new biochemistry professor. Someone who, while no one had seen him interact much with Professor Stark on campus, wore an incredibly similar ring. A matching ring even. Could it be that the most mysterious professor on campus was married to another professor? Nobody quite knew but it was an intriguing thought. One that if true would be an incredible addition to the discord server dedicated to unraveling the mystery of Professor Stark. All they needed now was more evidence. The hunt was on.

@tstarksbingospectacular fill : O1 - College au bingo card below

#tstarksbingospectacular #starker #peter parker is over 18 here #college au #married starker #yes tony and peter are married and have been for a while #and yes tony knows about the discord server #why after so many years being secretive does he wear his wedding ring #simple his husband finally got a job at the college he works at and they thought it would be funny #mess with the student a bit #and the staff #just generally be little shits together and fan the flames of conspiracy #moodboard #my moodboard

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aesthetic-solar-space · 1 year

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Sirius Black and Minerva McGonagall Headcanons

Don’t think about how Sirius didn’t have a mother until he was eleven. Don’t think about how only a few years after the potters took him in he lost the first mother he’d ever known. Don’t think about how Minerva loved Sirius more than anything. How Sirius was her son and always would be. Don’t think about how Sirius went into her office one afternoon, looking at a mirror image of the eleven year old she had met all those years ago even as he stood in front of her at 15 or so, how he came out to her with so much fear. How she kept him in her office that day until dinner just making sure he knew he was always loved. Don’t think about how Minerva lost that boy twice; once to false imprisonment and again to death. Don’t think about how she never EVER believed Sirius would do anything to the potters, how that was the one day that Albus had ever feared for his life against her. How she outlived her son, and all of his family. How when she saw Harry Potter from time to time it wasn’t James Potter or Lily Evans she saw in the man. No, it was Sirius Orion Black. Her son.