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leaderwonim · 3 months

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⤻ pairing. popular!sunghoon x shy!reader (ft nishimura riki and hanni from nwjns)

⤻ genre. fluff, hints of angst, brother’s best friend to lovers trope (reader is heeseung’s sister) forbidden love kinda

⤻ synopsis. park sunghoon, the notorious playboy who just so happens to be your brother’s best friend, was off limits. heeseung had made it clear to you during your freshman year of high school, and the rule still hasn’t changed even when entering your senior year. but what lee heeseung doesn’t know won’t hurt him right?

author’s note: wrote this out of boredom after listening to seasons by wave to earth 🥹 i love that song with all my heart. riki is so unserious lmao i love him. COMMENTS & REBLOGS are always appreciated 🤞

“he’s off limits,” heeseung says as he swings by your desk, watching as you scrolled through your Instagram feed, a post of sunghoon’s passing by. “i saw you stalk him, you know.”

“i wasn’t stalking him.” you say, shooing your older brother away. “geez, have you gotten crazier since you’ve left for stanford?”

“first of all, i’m not crazy.” he flicks your forehead, deciding to be the annoying older brother he was and rummage through your things. “and i’d like to see you get into stanford yn, i really would. instead of being boy crazy with your psychotic friends.”

you roll your eyes at this, placing your phone down to look at your brother. “my friends are not psychotic. plus, your stupid rule about sunghoon started in freshman year of high school, can’t you let it go?”

“never.” heeseung steps off your bed. “i know him, yn. you don’t, you don’t know what he’s capable of.”

you blow the threat from your brother. if there’s one thing you’ve learned from living with lee heeseung your entire life was that ignoring him was easier than trying to pick a fight with him. he was stubborn as a bull.

heeseung and sunghoon became friends in the fifth grade after your family had moved, and he ignored your presence up until junior year of high school, where he ruffled your hair when you congratulated him on his graduation.

“thanks little lee,” he says, and it’s all park sunghoon has spoke to you, which hurt knowing that you’ve practically tried everything since middle school for him to acknowledge your existence.

“YN!” your mother calls from the kitchen. “oh gosh, i forgot to pack heeseung his lunch! can you drive to the university?”

your cheeks puff out, which makes riki who was currently on your phone screen, laugh.

“yah, listen to your mother lee yn,” riki snickers. “i’ll come with. i need to get out of my house anyway.”

you roll your eyes at his self invitation, hanging up as you quickly run down to grab heeseung’s lunch from your mom and your keys.

yn on top☝️

be ready in 5 nishimura, im omw

nishishi

ok.

yn on top ☝️

dry ass

“get in loser!” you call out. nishimura riki pulls his black shades down, eyebrows furrowed.

“the hell you call me?” he jokes, opening your passenger car door.

he starts to buckle his seatbelt as you drive, taking a sip from your stanley. “so why are you so excited? wait—i know why. you get to see park sunghoon in action!”

“yah!” you slap his shoulder with your free hand, turning the music a bit louder so you couldn’t hear him.

“oh don’t turn up the music because you can’t handle the truth. you just wanna see your brother’s hot best friend.”

“can you blame a girl?” you say, lips out in a pout. “maybe now that i’m 18, they’ll take me seriously.”

“nobody takes you seriously, y/n.”

“nishimura riki, you have 5 minutes to get out my car.”

turns out, nishimura riki did not get outside of your car. for a boy who was on the varsity track and swim team of your high school, he refused to walk the 3 miles that was left to go to the university.

“you almost forgot his lunch idiot,” riki laughs, handing heeseung’s lunch to you. “imagine you approach sunghoon thinking you’re all cool and then he asks why you’re here and you don’t even have your brothers lunch to defend you.”

“do you always wish death upon me?” you give him the stink eye, pulling him by his hands.

“little lee, did not expect to see you here.”

you knew that voice from anywhere, and you were almost afraid to turn around to face the owner of it.

“yah little lee, i’m talking to you.” it was park sunghoon in all his glory, his hair sitting all nice and pretty as he waits for your response.

“oh! uh—where’s heeseung?”

“ouch,” sunghoon places a hand over his chest. “i greet you and the first thing you ask is where’s your brother.”

riki cackles loudly, so loud that you want to slam his mouth shut and pretend you don’t know him.

“hi park sunghoon,” he greets, extending his hand.

although sunghoon finds the tall boy a bit of a cutie by his baby face, the way he was holding onto your hand made him already seem like a threat, so sunghoon’s expression is pursed into a poker face.

“heeseung is down at the corridor,” sunghoon says, turning back to you. “do you want me to give him that?”

you nod shyly, handing the lunch to sunghoon who smiles. “aish, the kid got into stanford and he’s still making his mom make his lunch?”

you could feel riki’s hand loosen from yours, his attention caught on two students who were currently dancing on the other side of campus.

“be right back!” he exclaims, running off to watch them.

“this jerk,” you whisper underneath your breath, smiling when you make eye contact with sunghoon again.

“he’s quite the character, isn’t he?” sunghoon questions. “who is he?”

he says that in such a bitter taste that makes your stomach flip, wondering why he was suddenly upset.

“nishimura riki, he transferred to hybe high from japan just this year. he’s really sweet but very chaotic.”

“ah,” sunghoon clicks his tongue. “is he your boyfriend?”

your words almost get caught in your throat, obviously shocked by sunghoon’s straightforward question. “what?! no!”

“oh,” he smiles. “that’s good little lee.”

“you should just call me y/n,” you groan. “little lee sounds so stupid.”

“it’s not stupid,” sunghoon says, flicking his hand. “it’s cute.”

“really?”

“like you.”

before you could even process it, riki’s already running back to the two of you, excitedly telling you about the amazing dance program stanford has to offer.

“let’s go! i have to go home and submit an application to stanford!”

sunghoon raises an eyebrow at the excited tall boy who was currently grabbing you, sending you a small wave and smirk when your eyes plead for him to rescue you.

“see you soon little lee.”

“YAH! ARE YOU AN IDIOT?”

“HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU IT WAS AN ACCIDENT?!”

you were currently scolding the japanese boy for ruining your chances with sunghoon earlier.

“it is not my fault lee yn!” he says, puffing out his chest. “plus, the dancers say there’s a party this weekend at stanford and they’ll sneak us in. we have to go, you can see sunghoon hyung again and i can see them!”

you pursed your mouth into a thin line, riki awaiting anxiously for your answer.

“let’s say i do wanna go, heeseung would never let me go to a college party, especially not with a boy like you!”

riki clasps his hand over his chest and pretends to fall over in pain on your bed. “how could you say that?! i’m a great guy. cmon yn, you can’t let your older brother dictate your entire life, you’re 18 now!”

although riki has said a million of stupid things, he was right about this. you were eighteen, and you didn’t need your older brother ruining your chances of getting a boyfriend.

“okay,” you say, watching as riki’s eyes lit up. “let’s go. who are your dancer friends?”

the weekend had came by quicker than you thought, and you waited until heeseung said his goodbyes to you so you could get dressed and do your makeup.

although you didn’t want to go overboard with the whole thing, you still wanted to impress sunghoon, because after all, there would be a bunch of prettier college girls at the party that were smarter than you in everything.

“wow.” nishimura riki’s mouth drops as he sees your dress and face. “you clean up nice lee yn!”

“thanks ri,” you ruffle his hair, which he swats away in annoyance. “let’s go, heeseung’s already there.”

“great, so are my dancer friends!”

the two of you blended in easily, riki’s height doing both of you a favor as you held hands and made your way through the crowd of dancing and drinking college students.

“little lee?” your face bumps into sunghoon’s chest, and you almost gulp when you look up at his height. “what the hell are you doing here?”

“well that’s my queue to leave!” riki chuckles nervously, throwing you a lazy thumbs up as he runs to the drink cooler.

“never will understand that kid.” sunghoon mutters under his breath. “but seriously y/n, it can be dangerous, why are you here?”

it’s the first time in forever that he’s addressed you by your first name, and you can’t help but feel giddy.

overconfident by the drinks you had pregamed with riki previously, you find yourself leaning closer to park sunghoon. “i came here for you.”

he blinks.

“here..” he states, glancing around the party. “for me?”

the confidence wore off in a second. you were now starting to get embarrassed, cursing yourself for saying such things in front of sunghoon who probably didn’t even like you.

“that’s sweet little lee,” he says, eyes crinkling. “but you could get into a lot of trouble if your brother finds you, you know? he already freaks about you enough, finding you at a party at his college at night will kill him at the spot.”

park sunghoon was right, your brother would absolutely rage if he had found out you snuck out to go to a party. in some ways, he was even more strict than your mom.

“hoonie!” the voice of a girl interrupts the both of you as she makes her way over, placing a sloppy kiss against sunghoon’s cheek. she hasn’t said anything to you and you were already starting to see red.

“oh hi! i didn’t see you there!” she extends her hand, grinning from ear to ear. “i’m hanni, president of the pi beta thi sorority!”

you notice sunghoon’s hands finding themselves around her waist. although he’s probably only doing that to stabilize her, you find yourself too jealous to speak.

“hanni, this is lee y/n, heeseung’s sister.”

“oh!” the girl gasps. “oh my gosh, i’ve heard just so much about you! you’re prettier in real life! what are you doing at a college party?”

now you can’t really keep being mad at her because she seems so genuine when she’s complimenting you.

“oh, my friend riki has dancer friends who invited us.” you say awkwardly, watching as sunghoon whispers something in hanni’s ear.

“well that’s awesome, i hope i’m gonna see you here next year!” hanni then waves her hands, parting away from sunghoon. “i’m gonna go say hi to your brother, toodles!”

you watch as she makes her way towards the outside, most likely to the pool. at least you knew where your brother was so you know how to avoid him.

“hanni is really sweet,” sunghoon says as you turn back to face him. “met her a few months ago.”

“oh really,” you say, biting the inside of your cheek. “is she your girlfriend?”

sunghoon laughs as if it’s the funniest thing in the world. “what? no—of course not. she’s just touchy when she’s drunk. she’s dating one of my frat friends, his name is yang jungwon.”

you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding, happy that sunghoon was still single. after all, hanni was a pretty and nice girl, you wouldn’t be surprised if she was able to pull him.

the two of you stand in silence for a bit, sunghoon staring into your eyes with his dazed eyes. you almost want to pull him in, close the gaps between yours and his lips.

“am i stupid?” he suddenly asks, eyes still in contact with yours.

“no, why would you say that sunghoon?”

“i still like you after all this time. even when i got to college and promised myself i’d find a girlfriend and move on, you’re always still at the back of my mind.”

his confession makes you wonder if you were hallucinating, not believing that the park sunghoon who you’ve been inlove with since childhood was currently telling you he liked you.

“i..” he doesn’t let you say anything else, choosing to lean in and kiss you instead.

it’s all great and feels magical until you’re pulled back harshly, the sound of your brother’s yelling filling your ears.

“LEE Y/N? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING AT A COLLEGE PARTY, AT NIGHT? KISSING SUNGHOON OF ALL PEOPLE? WE’RE GOING HOME!”

you want to cry in embarrassment when you realize everyone has turned their eyes to look at you, and sunghoon throws you a look of guilt and pity when he sees heeseung dragging you away.

“stop it, you’re embarrassing me.” you cry as you’re outside the party.

“me, embarrassing you?” heeseung scoffs, looking up into the sky before looking down at you. “do you know how much you’ve disappointed me tonight? first, you dress up in barely any clothes, then you sneak into a party with some japanese male exchange student, and then you KISSED MY BEST FRIEND?” you close your eyes at heeseung’s yelling, wishing for the earth to swallow you whole.

“what will i do with you?” he grumbles as he drives the two of you home. “you’re lucky mom is out of town for two days. if i drove you home like this, she would kill you. and is that fucking alcohol i smell on you lee y/n?”

you gulp, knowing full well that you probably reeked of alcohol and sunghoon’s cologne at that moment.

“i told you he was a bad influence.” heeseung says as a red light comes up, turning to you as his hands were still on the steering wheel. “he’s going to break your heart and crush it beneath his feet, and who are you gonna come crying to? me. i’ve seen it so many times before y/n, my own girl friends at college have got with sunghoon and all he’s done is crush their souls and spirits. you think you’re any different because he said a few sweet things and kissed you?”

“stop it.” you say, wiping your tears away. “you’re being mean, heeseung.”

“men like him don’t change, y/n. sure, he’s my best friend, but he’s not a good boyfriend. he’ll drop you the second he feels like you’re inconvenient.”

you let out your first sob at night as your brother pulls into your driveway. although he’s still fuming mad at you for going against all his rules, he pulls you into his chest, letting you cry it out as he rubs your back comfortingly.

“are you okay?” is the first thing nishimura riki says when he sees you at school, frowning at your bloodshot eyes. “i saw you get dragged away by heeseung hyung yesterday night. it was really loud.”

“gee, thanks.” you scowl at him, making him raise his hands in surrender.

“if it makes you feel better, sunghoon wanted to speak to you.”

your head suddenly peeks up at this, and riki almost laughs by how easily he could change your mood.

“really? even after last night?”

“mhm.” riki stabs a fork into his mashed potatoes. “but he didn’t look so happy, so if you end up crying after, i have ice cream at my house.”

you let out a laugh at the boy’s words, silently thanking the world for giving you such an unserious best friend.

and just like riki had said earlier, park sunghoon was waiting in front of your house by the time you got home.

“hey.” he says, hands in pocket.

“hey.”

“about last night,” he seems to be looking everywhere but you. “i’m really sorry about your brother.”

“it’s fine.” you say, shrugging. “he was just being overprotective as usual.”

“yeah.” sunghoon steps closer cautiously. “i meant what i said, you know. about me liking you.”

“sunghoon, i like you too.”

he nods slowly, expression still glum. “that’s the problem though. we cant be together, y/n, you know that, right?”

“why?” you breathe out. “because you want to keep playing girls at your college?”

his eyebrows furrow deeply. “what? no? i’m just—i can’t be with you!” he steps backwards. “i’ll ruin your life, you said it yourself, i play girls at stanford. what’s to say i wont do the same to you?”

“i have known you since you were 10 sunghoon!” you say, throwing up your hands exasperated. “i know you can change for the better. i won’t let you go away this easily, not when i’ve spent my entire life loving you.”

“really?” sunghoon whispers, eyes teary. “you’ve spent your entire life loving me?”

“i have.” you walk up to sunghoon, cupping his face into your hands. “and i’ll love you for my next life if i have to.”

he laughs quietly, head tilting as he admired your face.

“little lee,” he says softly. “you really are a gem, aren’t you?”

park sunghoon being park sunghoon doesn’t let you reply to his words, instead shutting you up with a long kiss on the lips.

“wow.” you say as you pull away, making the older boy giggle. “lee heeseung is so gonna kill the both of us after the life lecture he gave me last night.”

“can’t kill me if i move away to antarctica.” sunghoon smirks, watching as your expression changes in a millisecond.

“YAH PARK SUNGHOON! YOU ARE NOT MOVING ANTARCTICA AFTER JUST CONFESSING TO ME!”

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drvmekoo · 1 year

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logged on | jeon jungkook

➳ pairing: businessman!jungkook x reader (f)

➳ genre: a little fluff, SMUTTTTT

➳ rating: 18+ (minors dni)

➳ warnings: mutual m!sterbation, dirty talk, jungkook calls the reader 'good girl' like ONCE. overall it's just really dirty and i'm sorry

➳ wc: 1.6k

➳ author's notes: this was inspired by jungkooks live a few days ago because GODDAMN he's so fucking hot.

➳ summary: you and jungkook try out facetime sex

“There’s my beautiful girl.”

The week had finally come. The week both you and Jungkook loathed every time it came around.

Conference week.

Not because of the never-ending conversations Jungkook had to endure with the most boring people on the planet. Not because of all the travelling and lugging around big bags full of new proposals for the company he had to deal with. It was a week of being completely separated from each other. One was at home, tending to the house and other domestic needs while the other was miles away, stuck in a hotel room with nothing to do but wait until the week was over.

Yeah, it absolutely sucked.

Jungkook smiled fondly as your face popped up on his screen. The hotel room he was staying in had never felt more unhomely and cold until now. “How’s it going baby? What have you been up to? Have you eaten today?”

“Hey babe,” You chuckled softly at his curious expression “Everything is ok! Haven’t been up to much since you’ve been gone, just been cleaning and tidying.” You lifted up your meal in shot of the camera for him to see “I’m also eating right now as we speak actually!”

“Ugh, I’m so glad. I was worried you’d starve without my expert chef skills in the kitchen.”

You rolled your eyes and giggled “Oh please, I don’t think toast is ‘expert chef’ material.”

“Hey!” Jungkook exclaimed “You already know that toast I made for you last week hit differently!”

“Butter on toast hits every time! It’s not anything special!”

He pulled a shocked expression. “I thought you said everything I made was special? Wow, babe low blow!” He exaggerated a shot to his chest as he grabbed it and slowly fell out of shot. “I guess, I should just go. This big red button is looking so tempting right now…”

Suddenly your snickering stopped. “Don’t you dare, Kook.”

“I’ll do it.” He teased, lifting himself up so that he was in shot again “You’ll have to wait to see this beautiful face until the end of the week!” Smiling slyly, he made his action obvious that his mouth was hovering over the ‘hang-up’ button

“Koook, please don’t! I missed you and I've been waiting all day to see you.” You pouted.

Straight away, a massive smile exploded across Jungkook’s face. “Oh princess, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you today. Like God, I wanna be with you so bad.”

“You only have two days though, right? Not too long!” You expressed “And then you can come home. You already know I’ll be waiting for you.”

Jungkook beamed through the screen. He wasn’t sure if it was just because he missed you or if it was just the lighting over on your end but he couldn't tear his eyes away from you. Even through the screen, everything he loved about you glowed. You were absolutely beautiful.

“Hello? Are you frozen? Kook, can you hear me?” You contemplated through the screen at Jungkook’s dazed expression.

“Hmm?” He was ripped out of his daydream “Oh..yeah sorry angel! I was just… looking at you. You’re so beautiful.”

You blushed and covered your face “Babe stopppp! It’s embarrassing when you say that!”

“What? I can’t tell my girl that she’s gorgeous? Try me.”

You rolled your eyes once again behind your hands.

“Princess, please move your hands. I wanna see you.” Jungkook pleaded the soft serious tone back in his voice. You removed your hands. “That’s a good girl. There she is.”

You smirked at the nickname “Well now I know what mood you’re in.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Oh don’t even try it!” you laughed lowly “I know you well enough to know that when you call me that, you’re horny.”

Now it was Jungkook’s turn to blush “I have no idea what you’re on about. I’m feeling completely normal!”

But of course. He was lying. Underneath his trousers, he was absolutely rock-hard. It had been only a few days since he left you. And here he was, craving you from miles away.

“Uh huh sure..” Suddenly an idea popped into your head. A very naughty idea.

“So…if I was to take my shirt off right now, you wouldn’t bat an eyelid right?” You smirked, slowly starting to lift your t-shirt.

Jungkook’s adam's apple bobbed as he was met with your braless figure. Your tits sat there so prettily as his cock twitched in his pants. He bent his head back and sighed “Fuck babe….what are you doing to me?”

��I have no idea what you’re talking about!” You mocked him from before. “It’s just so hot in here and I needed cool down.”

“Such a fucking tease…” Jungkook mumbled as he too started to undo the buttons of his shirt.

You grinned. The pit in your stomach grew at the sight of his lean torso, his muscles contorted as he finally opened his shirt. Already, Jungkook started to palm himself through his bottoms as you slowly removed your own sweats.

“Fuck babe, I’m so fucking hard.” He sighed as you were now left only in your underwear. Like him, you stroked your clit through the skimpy fabric, exhaling at the feeling.

Jungkook’s own breathing sped up as he finally pulled his throbbing dick out of his confined pants. “I need to cum babe…Fuck look at you. Yes, that’s right touch that pussy for me baby…imagine my fingers..”

You moaned lightly at his lewd demands, rubbing harder at the fabric at the sight of his cock now in his hands.

“Fuck, Kook... I miss you so much..”

Jungkook growled, “Oh angel you have no idea….how much I miss you….” His hand sped up around his length “The thought of your sweet mouth wrapped around me right now….mmm fuck!”

At this you slipped a finger inside your underwear, touching yourself to the moans and groans of your boyfriend. The feeling of your bare fingers emphasised the pit in your stomach and you threw your head back in pleasure.

“That’s right my girl, touch yourself for me. Imagine those are MY fingers.” Jungkook slowed down significantly on his length “Fuck baby, the sight of you right now….gonna make me cum…”

“C-cum for me babe….” you managed to get out, your own pleasure eating away at your ability to speak.

Minutes went by that were filled with the two of you moaning and grunting through each other's computer screens. Jungkook bucked his hips suddenly…”B-babe…I’m cumming…fuck!”

Ribbons of white sprouted from his cock and landed on his bare torso. Mouth held open, he continued to slowly stroke himself.

You soon followed with your own orgasm, shoots of pleasure running through your body as your fingers continued to work at your clit. You didn’t care that Jungkook was watching you ride out your orgasm. It felt too good.

After you had finally finished, Jungkook was just getting done with wiping the cum off of his tummy. “Wow babe, that was great.” He chucked the dirty tissue in the bin beside him and started to button up his shirt. “Of course, the real thing is SO much better but watching you cum like that? I wanna make that my wallpaper.”

You blushed, fishing your own shirt off the floor and putting it on. “Stop it, you know how embarrassed I get!”

“I love you.” He chuckled. “Anything you do, I’ll find so fucking hot.”

“Good!” You beamed “I’m very glad….OH FUCK.”

“What? What’s wrong?”

“My food got cold!”

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kitchenlittle · 10 months

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I want to make a little PSA and warning about future content being posted to my page very soon. I will not stand for the slander of writers who choose to write about Miles Morales due to popularity of the movies. Let me make something clear since it seems there are many fake Marvel Fans out there who know nothing about the universes. THERE ARE UNIVERSES WHERE MILES IS ALREADY AN ADULT.

Earth-8 comes to mind where Miles is LITTERALY a full grown MAN MARRIED TO GWEN STACY and they have 2 CHILDREN TOGETHER. Their names are Charlotte and Max Morales. LOOK IT UP IF YOU DONT BELIEVE.

Every universe has a differing age/look from the Miles Morales we see in the movies and know why? BECAUSE THERE IS DARN NEAR THOUSAND IF NOT INFINITE universes of Miles. SO YES. There is a universe with events just like the movie with slight differences and Miles over the age of 18. So litteraly any story about about Miles would litteraly be cannon in someway!

Just like how we can have a Adult Peter Parkers like in the movie exist at the same time as underage Peter Parkers like Tom Holland's. Or should I say," -Dr. Strange and the little nerd on Earth 199999 (AKA Tom Holland)"~Miguel O'hara. And if you were paying attention to the movies you'd know that Miles cannonly exist in live-action human form. Uncle Aaron played by musician and actor childish gamebino mentions he has a nephew who wants to protect to Spiderman. You see that same prowler Childish Gambino Uncle Aaron captured in the new movie. He was captured by Hobie Brown and locked uo as anamoly needing to be sent back to his universe. Meaning that Adult Miles can exist at the same time as kid Miles!

NOT ONLY THAT. But here is some hyprocracy I have found. THE ANIME FANDOM. The most popular characters in the anime are 15- 16. FROM Deku and Bakugou FROM MY HERO, to Luffy FROM ONEPEICE, to Sukuna/Yuji from JUJITSU KAISEN and many many more. Most main characters are highschool age. HOW IS IT? That they can age up charecter that alot of times we will never see 18 or older and write a fanfic sometimes while the charecter in the story is still 15-16 and get a away with it. But Miles Morales authors go out their way to age him up before they even write it and litteraly aren't wrong since their are universe where he is older, are weirdos and pe***. I don't see some anime writers doing that? Make it make sense?

I PERSONALLY DONT EVEN WRITE FOR FOR CHARECTERS THAT DONT HAVE A CANON ADULT VERSION OF THEM AVAILABLE FROM THE OG CREATORS IN MEDIA. Guess who fits the criteria? MILES MORALES.

A message for my unsure authors out there.

~So for all my writers not their scared to post their fics. Label it Earth-8 Miles who is a father and husband to Gwen and say it's a headcannon of what ps happend he's 18-25 before he got married if you feel that weird about it.

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Once again every charcter I write about had a cannon adult version of them made by the creators or is already an adult. I was going to keep this a secret by I've gotta protect my fellow authors especially if they are being wrongly targeted. Wanna get mad? Wanna get angry at some authors? Get mad at the ones the ones that write about you favorite anime charecters that are likely 15-16 then ask them to delete it...oh wait...you won't.. because if done that would litteraly be deleting 3/4 of the fanfiction written on this site.

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inlovewithpandora · 9 months

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- Soothing -

Pairing: Earth!42 Miles x fem!reader

Request: [ @spidersthetic ] When B has a nightmare and doesn’t plan on going back to sleep, A gets up and drags them into the living room. After they disappear into the kitchen, they come back with snacks and play a movie, planning to stay up as long as B needs to help forget. w/ Earth42! Miles Morales || You can choose what nightmare reader has but Earth42! Miles is ready to comfort her and will stay up as long as she needs to and maybe during the movie she laying on his chest and drifts to sleep when Miles hasn't heard her talk in a while, he checks and she's asleep and cute snores are coming out her mouth.

Synopsis: When you experience a nightmare and are afraid to go back to sleep Miles is right by your side, ready to comfort you in any way possible.

Content: Aged!up Miles, established relationship, Hurt w/ comfort, fluff, mentions/implications of nightmares, Miles comforting reader, cuddling, overall a cute little fic

Author’s Note: Thank you for requesting! I loved writing this, I’ve been wanting to make a bad dream type of fic for a while. I hope you enjoy and that it meets your expectations!

Word Count: 491

Glossary: princesa - princess || te amo - I love you

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Miles was sleeping in the bed next to you when the sound of small whimpers filled the room, which caused him to stir in his sleep. With sleep still prevalent in his body, it didn’t click in his mind that it was you making those noises until he felt you shifting in bed and mumbling incoherent words.

Miles rose from his side of the bed and turned to you. “y/n! y/n, baby, wake up!” Miles gently shook you, enough to wake you up, but not too harsh to startle you.

When you woke up and your eyes fluttered open, Miles could see the fright filled within them, he knew whatever you were dreaming about must have shaken you up. Miles immediately pulled you into his embrace and began to soothe you. “Shhh, it’s okay, princesa. I’m here.” He stroked your face gently and rubbed your back, hoping that this will help lessen your cries.

After a few minutes, you transitioned into a calmer state. “Do you wanna try and go back to sleep or do you wanna stay up for a little bit?” Miles wanted to help you in every way he could, so if that meant staying up a few extra hours or holding you tight in his arms until you drifted off to sleep, he would do it in an instant.

“Stay up.” You didn’t want to go back to sleep after the horrifying dream you just had, so you thought staying up would be able to take some edge off.

“Okay, c’mon.” Miles intertwined his hand with yours and led you in the living room. “You sit right here. I'm gonna go grab some snacks,” he said then walked into the pantry, grabbing a handful of your favorite snacks before plopping back down on the couch next to you.

While you enjoyed the snacks Miles provided, he began to surf through Netflix to find a movie for you both to watch. When he finally picked one, you curled up against him and placed your head on his chest to get into a comfortable position for the duration of the movie.

Thirty minutes into it, Miles seemed to be enjoying it. The humorous scenes made him laugh, the action scenes put him on the edge of his seat, and the drama-filled scenes enticed him. As he got deeper into the movie, he realized that he hasn’t heard your voice in a while.

“Princesa?” Miles leaned up gently, getting a look at your face and saw that your eyes were closed. Soon after, small snores glided through your lips which made him smile knowing that you were now able to sleep peacefully without any fear.

“Te amo,” he whispered, planting a soft kiss on your forehead, hoping that you’ll be able to have a full night's sleep without a nightmare. However, if you wouldn’t, he will be right there next to you, willing to do anything to make you feel better.

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xas24 · 6 months

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pedri being with y/ns family at an event and him just loving the way y/n interacts and talks to everyone, having santi all cuddled up next to him making him wanna start a family with her

admire you ~ pedri

summary: when watching y/n interact with her newborn niece, pedri can’t deny the feeling he gets of wanting to start his own family with her.

“¡no se dijeron nada más!” (they didn’t say anything else to each other!) santiago murmured to pedri, who sat next to him on the couch at his uncles house. the rest of the family was out in the backyard, whilst most of the kids huddled up in the living room to watch tv - pedri, weirdly, being one of them.

“that wouldve been close!” pedri replied back, the hint of a smile creeping up onto his lips.

“sííí! but i think she knows anyway, pedri. y/n was smiling at me in the car after.”

“it’s okay, she wouldn’t mind. maría is a nice girl, you’re great friends with her.” pedri said, recalling the information santi told him about his sister meeting with the girl in his class, maría, who pedri figured out is santiago’s little school crush. according to santi, y/n had seen them talking so she had walked over and said hello to maría.

pedri had laughed, loving the way santiago got so worked up and stressed over one little greeting between his sister and his crush. it was quite humorous, he was still so young and innocent and pedri couldn’t help pinching his cheek.

as if she knew they were talking about her, y/n walked into the living room in that moment. pedri, chuckling at something santiago had again worriedly whispered to him, looked up and he found himself sitting up in his seat when he saw her holding a little baby in her arms.

that must be her new niece, her cousins newborn that y/n was telling him about at home. he recalled y/n being so excited to meet her since she couldn’t see her cousin at the hospital when she gave birth.

pedri noticed the adorable smile on her rosy lips as she stared down at the bundle of blankets in her arms.

y/n briefly looked up to see her two boys sitting on one couch so she carefully made her way over. santi, watching his older sisters steps, moved to the other end of the couch so she could take a seat in the middle and he could comfortably look at the new addition to their family.

y/n sent pedri a cute smile as she sat down. pedri returned it casually, yet his heart was beating at 120 miles per hour at just the sight that he was taking in: his gorgeous girl with a beautiful little baby in her arms.

his hand came up to rest against her back and pedri and santi both leaned over y/ns shoulder to look down at the new baby girl.

“se llama adella.” (her name is adella) y/n stated, cooing down at the tiny bundle in her arms.

santi reached a hand up to softly stroke against her head, his fingers twitching as he tried to be as gentle as he could be, “es tan pequeña y bonita.” (she’s so small and pretty)

“sí, lo es.” (yes, she is)

santi retracted his hand and sent his new niece a tiny smile, “puedo cogerla?” (can i hold her?)

“have you said hello to ana yet?” y/n replied, referring to their cousin.

when santi shook his head, y/n nodded for him to go. “go greet her first, she’s been in a lot of pain these last few weeks, i think she will be very happy to see you.”

the ten year old nodded, “then can i hold her?”

when his sister nodded in response, he ran off to find his older cousin sister, leaving y/n and pedri alone in the living room - many of the other kids had ran off too. y/n turned to her boyfriend, noticing his silence only to see him staring intently at the baby.

she instantly knew the look in his eyes, the same look he stared at her with everyday, the same look he possessed when he was with santi, when he was with his family. the look of love and adoration.

y/n slowly rocked the baby in her arms, keeping her hands in a steady position as she tried to keep the newborn asleep. pedri stared at her actions, wondering how she knew what to do so well, how she was so good at this.

“what’s up?” she gently reached forward and nudged his shoulder with hers. when pedris eyes looked up to hers, his heart exploded with warmth and love and in that moment he knew all he wanted in life was her. he knew she was the one for him, to love, cherish, start a family with.

he couldn’t help when his face leaned forward and he planted a long, loving kiss on her warm cheek. he could feel her smile against his lips and he pecked the skin again.

“what was that for?” y/n sweetly smiled at him, his face so close to her she could feel his breaths intermingling with hers.

“nothing, i just love you.”

“don’t tell me you’re getting all sentimental just because i have a baby in my arms?” she joked, knowing that look all too well. she knew what a big heart he had, how much of a softie he really was at heart and she just knew his thoughts and feelings in this moment.

of course she knew, she could read him like the back of her hand, like an open book.

“of course not. that would be stupid.” he shrugged.

when she raised her brows at him is when he cracked a smile. his eyes lit up and his body crowded with heat, the warmth being displayed on his cheeks in a rosy colour.

his head fell onto her shoulder and he suddenly felt so giddy, high on serotonin, high on love. pedris brown eyes ran over the newborn in his girls arms, watching as she slightly babbled in her sleep, he observed her tiny hands with her tiny nails clustered in a fist and he couldn’t wait till it was his turn.

till this would be his baby in her hold, their baby. a symbol of their love.

“you just look so good with a baby in your arms. makes me look forward to our future.”

y/n smiled at him in awe, kissing his temple and enjoying the hand that he was smoothly rubbing up and down her back. she couldn’t wait either, for all the care and love and support that he would shower her in as she lay with her pregnant belly, swollen with their child, the way he would be so gentle with her, the way he would talk to her stomach, caress it.

he would be the best father ever, she just knew it.

but she also knew that now wasn’t the right time. their time would come eventually, and she would patiently be looking forward to it.

but right now, she savoured this look of tenderness in her boy’s eyes. the look she adored so much.

“me too. you’d be the best papi.” she playfully lifted her shoulder, making his head jump against her.

he chuckled, “you’d be the best mami.”

his hand carefully stroked against adella’s forehead. he watched as she stirred whilst his finger ran down the side of her warm little cheek and her small, button nose. pedris finger then returned to his lap and he turned his head to stare at his girl once more.

“and you’d be the most beautiful mami ever.”

#pedri gonzalez #barça #pedri #pedri barça #imagine #pedri x reader #pedri imagine

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the-cat-and-the-birdie · 8 months

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hi! i saw your post about how true the makers of atsv were to real-life brooklyn and i loved it so much that i just had to ask if you'd be willing to make a more in-depth analysis on that? i'm not from america but i adore the movie so it's very interesting to hear firsthand accounts about its authenticity from locals! ofc this is just a humble request and i completely understand if the answer is no <3

I'd LOVE to! The Spiderverse Series is honestly the most accurate movie of New York I've seen in my life - including live-action movies. I say that not just in essence but in everything. And Across the Universe takes it over the top. Like, INSANELY so.

Across The Spiderverse & It's Dedication to Cultural Accuracy [aka ATSV is so goddamn good I can tell you exactly what street Gwen and Miles went to Mumbattan from. It's that accurate.]

I'm a black, afro-latino, and a born and raised 'Brooklynite'. Despite there being thousands of movies of New York, I'd say less than 5 percent of them are in any way accurate or current. (Yellow taxi cabs are no longer a thing here really.)

But Across the Spiderverse defies that in every way - nailing it historically, culturally, and even by replicating exact locations.

Wanna see the Bodega Spot robbed? Cause it's a real, random bodega! And the building he goes into at the end - I can tell you exactly where it is, with 100% assurity. All by street signs.

In the first scene with Spot we see him standing outside on the curb, looking into the store. On the corner there is a street sign that reads Fulton St.

Fulton is an actual street in BedStuy (Bedford Stuyvesant, pronounced Bed-St-eye), literally a stone's throw from my house. And they take it further.

Although it can be hard to see, the other side to the left of it reads Nostrand Ave. Fulton and Nostrand is a very popular intersection in the neighborhood, mainly because there's a subway station for the A line located on one corner.

There's Nostrand and Fulton.

But if you turn to the other corner you see...A Bodega! Looks familar?

That's the bodega Spot robbed.

99% of the people who watch this movie will be from New York. Even less will be from BedStuy. Even less will catch the split second sign on the corner, only on screen for only a few frames.

It took me 3 watches to notice. But I noticed. And my jaw dropped. How much that means is unexplainable. I've been on that corner, and the TacoBell across the street. And so has Miles. That's insane.

It doesn't stop there.

Spot enters the store, as we pass we see a sticker for 'WIC/EBT' on the cashier's counter. I'm not sure how common this is - but WIC and EBT standards for Welfare Benefits and Food Stamps. As you cannot buy warm food with Food Stamps (sadly), lots of bodegas advertise taking EBT for the deli sandwiches.

Nice shout out to the struggling families in the communities, I love a Bodega that takes EBT.

We move towards the back of the store - In the Bodega while Spot messes with the ATM we get a wider shot, and another very insanely specific shout out.

Behind Spot is a sign showing a Beef Patty (which I'll mention in a moment) and a sun logo called 'Sunny Patty'.

This is a direct call out to a specific chain of Beef Patty shops in Brooklyn and Harlem called 'Golden Krust'.

I cannot stress how much of a niche reference this is! Golden Krusts only exist in low income neighborhoods - mainly in Brooklyn, Harlem, and the Bronx. If you're anywhere near Times Square or any place else New York shows choose to portray - you're not finding a Golden Krust.

Golden Krusts are store that is ingrained in Caribbean culture, which Brooklyn is full of - hence the adapted Jamaican flag up front. I grew up eating Golden Krust and I'd eat it more if they didn't close so goddamn early.

But it's there.

Once again, only a few pixels, only a few frames, but someone probably took 6 hours drawing that. For the 0.009% of the people who'll get the reference. Low-income, black New Yorkers - like me.

ATSV is so accurate that you can even find the exact spot in which Miles and Gwen leave through the portal.

But before I tell you where it is - I wanna talk about why it's so important.

It's important because one of the most famous Spider-man scenes in history is just plain WRONG to New Yorkers.

This scene is ENTIRELY incorrect, and I knew it even as a child.

Firstly, based on the skyscrapers everywhere, this is solidly Manhattan. The train says Bay Ridge, which is in South Brooklyn, maybe 40 minutes away by train. So I'm going to assume this is the Q or B train, running through Manhattan. Which, okay they do, but -

There are NO elevated trains in Manhattan. The Q, like every other train, only goes above ground in Brooklyn and Queens. This is very clearly Chicago.

So he couldn't be doing this. It's a simple but HUGE fuck up. Any one born in New York will notice it because Manhattan just looks wrong with elevated trains.

And it would've been fine if they just set it in Brooklyn where Bay Ridge and the elevated trains actually are.

But instead they made generic Manhattan streets - so much so I can't even tell what neighborhood they're in. Do you see how this is such a problem?

Across The Spiderverse is animated. And they still put in the effort.

I can't tell you where Peter Parker is stopping that train - it ain't Manhattan - but I CAN tell you where Miles and Gwen leave for Mumbattan.

So let's go back to where we started. We're on Fulton and Nostrand both in BedStuy.

Throughout the fight, we see Spot and Miles go through a couple streets - most notably a very popular street in the neighborhood - Broadway.

This happens twice, once while fighting Spot, and once when Miles and Gwen grab the hot dogs. They show this twice, cause this will be important for what we're trying to do.

Now this may not make any sense to you, since it's just random streets, but I'm about to tie it together.

Gwen releases the bug near an elevated train. When we see Miles and Gwen swinging, they cling to a train. Now, it's hard to tell what train this is but so far we know.

We're in Brooklyn

We're near Broadway

We're near an elevated train line

There's a station on Broadway called Broadway Junction. It serves the G line and the J,M,Z line.

When we see the train pass by, we get a glimpse of the model. Each train line has a slightly different variation, with some being a lot old. The one that passes is one of the newer ones.

(Once again, very accurate, as those models do run on elevated lines)

And although we can't see the letter on the train, by that alone, I can guess we're by the elevated J,M,Z lines in BedStuy - near Broadway Junction. Easy. Now we just need to know what stop we're at.

Well, they tell us that too. Finally, When Spot heads into the building we get a glimpse of the exact street he's on - Bedford.Ave

So I just threw a LOT of information at you - but look at this map of the J,M,Z line and hopefully it comes together

At the bottom along the green line - we see Bedford/Nostrand Ave. Remember, the robbery starts us off on Nostrand. Let's move up the green line. We get to a part where the green line passes the brown and orange ones - the JMZ trains.

They connect at Broadway (Officially Broadway Junction Station). We see Broadway with the hot dog vendor there.

If we move to left of Broadway we see Marcy Av. - and if we look to the left OF THAT we see a faint white line heading north.

THAT line is Bedford Ave. Where Spot enters the building.

Because we know they're in Brooklyn, and we know they passed Broadway. Plus we know they're now on Bedford by an elevated train that runs newer models.

So from those signs alone we can definitely say that Spot is on Bedford Ave. and Broadway. Next to the JMZ elevated trains, two stops from Broadway Junction in Brooklyn.

100% that's the spot (lol). That's the only place Bedford crosses an elevated train. And as a New Yorker, I got that from this photo.

Trust me when I say - we can tell.

By those short shots of street signs, we know that Miles started in BedStuy, swung north towards Broadway, then took a turn towards Bedford Ave in Williamsburg. And that's where Gwen plants the bug - and the place she returns to before going to Mumbattan.

Is that crazy? That's CRAZY. Percision accuracy that I have never seen in a movie live-action or otherwise.

All throughout the first scenes of ATSV - they are on actual streets, that are reasonably within swinging distance of each other, along actual train lines - with their stations accurately located.

That's INSANE. There was no need for that amount of detail, but they did it anyway.

There's SO many times in Spider-men movies where they'll start swinging in Queens, and then the next scene is like Upper Manhattan. They don't label the neighborhoods, but from buildings alone, I can tell what neighborhood it is.

And I'm supposed to believe Peter just swung 2 and a half boroughs in twenty minutes. I don't notice. But I NOTICE.

Here, Miles and Gwen are truly swinging accurate distances in the right amount of time. That's mental. And refreshing!

In a live action movie - they have NO excuse. Just film in the city, it's not like we're Gotham. And we give film crews huge tax breaks. In an animated movie - completely understandable. But they still said 'No, that's subpar.' and went the extra mile.

They didn't even have to show ANY street signs, they could've left it at the easter egg at the corner store.

But they didn't. Because they're telling a story about a Black kid from Brooklyn, who leaves for someplace completely unfamiliar. BedStuy is Miles' home, and they wanted to make it feel that way. So when he's not there - in the cold polish of Neuva York - you can feel it.

You can feel Miles leaving his warm, rich community when he lacks that community in the Society. In the movie and IRL, BedStuy is so full of color, with so many people doing so many things and sharing so many cultures.

And in the society, everyone is the same. There's no culture. That's dedication.

Because of a train in Spider-man 2, I was immediately taken out of the story. And because of train in ATSV, I was immediately brought in.

For once, it feels like they're swinging around a neighborhood - cause they are.

A Large Detail in ATSV:

So I talked about Trinity Church - the real church that Peter Parker was buried at in ITSV - and how accurate the team got it to the actual building.

In fact, this is the spot where Miles is standing.

Like he's standing maybe 20 feet AT most from this spot, you can see in the windows and spires at the top.

But I also wanna explain why this - and why the fact that Peter was buried there is SO important.

Trinty Church is one of the most famous historical churches in the United States. It was started by the first English settlers in New York. It's extremely famous, and extremely sentimental.

For reference - Alexander Hamilton and his family are also buried at Trinity Church, along with dozens of other important US historical figures - across centuries.

You can't just be buried in Trinity. It's a city landmark. The cemetery is full, small, and you CANNOT pay your way in. The church is extremely choosy with who they will bury there - and honestly, I don't think anyone has been buried there for maybe a century or more.

So for the city to bury Peter Parker's body in the most prominent church in all of the city, if not the country - that speaks VOLUMES.

Like I said in the last post, my father use to work at Trinity Church - and they're the whole deal. Candles burning everywhere, super quiet and devote. The church has catacombs under it, everything.

They didn't just bury him anywhere. The people of New York went out of their way to give Peter Parker the most honorable burial physically possible within the city of New York.

The highest honor for any New Yorker. One reserved only for Spider-man.

Which I think was an amazing touch. Especially since Trinity is in downtown Manhattan - so anyone could come visit and pay respects.

Other Cultural Accuracies

Before we wrap up I wanna breeze through some other cultural accuracies that appear in ATSV.

Miles stops to eat a Jamaican Beef Patty while in the Bodgea. I spoke about these earlier with the Golden Krust sign. Jamaican beef patties are these flaky pastries colored with tumeric, full of spicy meat. And they are very popular with the large Carribean community in Brooklyn - which I'm apart of :)

In the case, we see the Beef Patties labeled with red dots. But Miles seems to go for the only one without it.

I'm guessing the red dots indicate which ones are the spicy Beef Patties and which ones are the mild, and Miles grabbed the last mild one they had.

They draw it really well, especially while Miles is eating it.

"Spider-man seems more Dominican." Genuine question - did anyone laugh at this joke in your theatre?

Because all three times I went, people laughed. The first time people LOVED that joke.

NYC, especially the Bronx has a HUGE Puerto Rican AND Dominican population - many times living side by side

And there's this kinda 'beef' in the same way Yankees fans have beef with the Mets fans (NYC baseball teams)

The best way I can describe the joke is that they're two very strong, very proud Spanish cultures that are often mistaken for each other - but Puerto Ricans and Dominicans can very obviously tell each other apart. Mainly because of the Spanish they speak.

So for him and his mom to have that back and forth, it's kinda an inside joke of Puerto Ricans and Dominicans getting confused for each other - but them being able to tell the difference.

His mom says Spider-man is Puerto Rican, but Miles corrects her - without backing it up with any reason.

It's like they can just TELL.

I don't know how else to explain the joke but its a very New Yorker thing to do - discuss that out like that.

Since a lot of us are the children of immigrants - it's knee-jerk to identify with your parent country and not this one.

If you ask someone in New York 'What are you'. Many young people (me included) would say "Oh I'm *parents nationality*." In my case, I say I'm Bajan and Peruvian. Even though I was born in New York.

Miles would say he's Puerto Rican though he's never been.

So them discussing where Spider-man is 'from' even though he's obviously a New Yorker is the joke.

Like - someone on the writing team HAD to be from New York to add that in cause it's so...oddly New Yorker???

While swinging Miles and Gwen pass the B46 bus. Once again, completely accurate. The scene starts on Nostrand and Fulton. The B46 does indeed stop on Fulton St.

When they're swinging, the movie accurately shows the new World Trade Center (aka The Freedom Tower) - which is the tallest building in the picture.

Also, the bridge to the LEFT is the Brooklyn Bridge, while the tall one on the right is Manhattan Bridge. Many people don't know there's actually two bridges. (There's more but those two are the main ones)

Good on them for showing both Bridges, both accurately placed as well

Fun fact: Trains run over the Manhattan Bridge - the Q, B and a couple others (beautiful - I love it when they do) but trains do not run over the Brooklyn Bridge.

And lastly, when Miles and Spot are on Broadway, the school behind them is actually architecturally accurate for a Brooklyn school. So much so that design is iconic.

______________________ So those are most if not all of the cultural accuracies in Across the Spiderverse!

I cannot stress enough how ridiculously bang on this movie is in terms of everything.

The team put in so much work, and it paid off. To me, at least.

I don't feel like Miles is some kid from a different alternative New York. I feel like he's a real kid in MY New York. From everything down to his Jordans (don't even get me started on how much Jordan's has a CHOKEHOLD on teenagers in New York. Like...it's a status thing. Even since I was a kid, everyone wanted Jordans. Jordans or Nike Air Force 1s. So having Miles wear Jordans is my favorite thing cause yea a kid from BedStuy would think those are flyest shit ever even though they're just regular degular Jordans lol. And you KNOW Miles 42 a sneakerhead. Look at those shoes. He aint creasing those)

This movie, is chef's kiss. It tops all other New York portrays - live-action or otherwise and I stand on that.

If you read this far, thank you SO much. I love sharing New York culture (and the cultures that make it what it is to begin with) and I'm SO happy I can share this stuff and hopefully help people appreciate the movie more too!

If you learned something or have any questions, I'm all ears!

And I usually leave a photo of Hobie here as a send-off but this post hit the photo limit LMAOOOOOO

Bye.

#no proofread as usu #atsv #across the spiderverse #miles morales #gwen stacy #the spot #spiderman #spider man #spidergwen #spider gwen #atsv analysis #marvel #across the spider verse

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stardewstardropthoughts · 1 year

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helloo!! love your writing c:! could you maybe write a bit about bachelors thoughts, feelings and actions when farmer asks them to hang out together at their place after a couple of dates? (maybe nsfw??) c:

Sorry this took a moment! I didn’t go to heavy on the nsfw in this one and I did my best to keep the farmer pretty gender neutral, there is still some nsfw so minors do not interact!

The bachelors when they first spend the night and your nervous

Harvey:

This mans just as if not more nervous then you to be honest

It’s been a long time since he’s been in a bed with anyone

I mean it is a hippa violation to sleep with your patients lol

But he’s willing to bend the rules for you since the only other option would be passing you off to a doctor over 40 miles away and he doesn’t feel like you’d get adequate treatment

Shows up at your house with dinner from the saloon in hand

You have movies ready to be watched and a few select snacks set out

He changes into his pjs in the bathroom while you change in the bedroom and set the bed up all cozy

You’ve probably readjusted the pillows like nine times by the time he comes out (he was giving himself a pep talk in the mirror don’t judge him)

If he notices your nervous about sharing a bed with him he will absolutely offer to sleep on the couch, you quickly tell him that’s okay and you want to share a bed with him

Will do his best to make sure your comfortable, weather that’s entirely curled up on his lap trying to bury yourself into his skin

Or three feet apart only touching ankles

If you do in-fact make a move to get a little handsy with the good doctor he will not turn you down, thoughts of what it feels like to be with you plague his mind all the time

Wants to know what your skin feels like under his hands and how your moans sound when he’s the one bringing you to orgasm

But only if you want him too

Alex:

Dudes very ready for a sleepover, he’s bringing a football with him in the event you wanna toss it around with him

Also brings pjs and personal hygiene stuff ya know, the usual

He’s a bit nervous to stay the night since it’s a rather large step in the relationship but he’s excited nonetheless

Shows up early by like ten minutes because he overestimated how long the walk would take, he’s got long legs lol

Once he’s inside he’ll set his duffel bag down by the bed and ask where you would prefer he change

He’s cool changing in front of you but he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable

If you want privacy while you put your pjs on he’ll step into the living room and look around a bit

He’s curious about what your house is like so you will see him looking at the bookshelf when you come out

Complements your choice of pjs to make you feel more at ease (and cause he thinks theyer adorable)

Helps you make dinner, hands on your waist or wrapped around you while you stand at the stove

Will one hundred percent back off though if your not comfortable with that

After dinner and when y’all are in bed he’s noticed that your basically hanging off the bed

“You can get comfortable, I don’t bite ya know” he says with a little chuckle trying to ease the tension

Y’all end up spooning, he’s the big spoon

Wiggle your butt against his crotch please it’s fun to tease him

Will trail little kisses down your neck while feeling you up if your comfortable with it

Chances are you two don’t end up actually having sex that night but a lot of light teasing and lingering touches

Sam:

Literally the most excited person to spend the night

He would show up in the morning if you let him lol

He’s brought games, snacks, pjs, extra blankets, he’s ordering pizza

If he notices your feeling a bit shy or uncomfortable he’ll ask if there’s anything he can do to help

Will make a blanket fort in the livingroom with you to eat your pizza and snacks

Tells you a whole buncha stories about growing up and the things he enjoys doing

Gentle touches and soft smiles will eventually turn into small kisses and hushed giggles

It’s so hard to be nervous around him when he makes everything so fun

Small kisses turn to make out sessions as night falls

Your in his lap arms around his neck while his hands rest on your ass, gently grinding you down on his lap for that little bit of friction

If you want to take it further he’s more then down, but totally chill with keeping it to hot and heavy makeouts as well

Sebastian:

Mans sweating, maru’s been making fun of him all day

He shows up late on accident, apologizes profusely about it though

High key forgot his overnight bag in his rush to get out the door

Your glad he seems just as nervous as you though, it’s comforting in a sense

He helps you make dinner, he chops the veggies, he can’t cook much but he’s more then willing to learn if it means being near you

The conversation flows pretty easy which helps settle both your nerves and his

Cringes internally when he accidentally drops an egg he was handing you, you laugh though which makes him feel better

Y’all play some video games before settling in for the night and he very shyly offers up his lap as a seat

You accept, very red faced but soon enough your nerves melt away as you try to kick his ass

You do not win the game, but all your moving around has distracted him because he’s trying his best to not be painfully hard against you right now

You notice the bulge pressing against your butt and decide to grind down a bit, testing the waters

That action earns you a soft groan and a pair of hands on your hips stilling your actions

“If your gonna be cheeky you had better be sure your ready for the consequences”

Shane:

Spends the whole ass day freshening up for you

Trimmed beard, brushed hair, clean clothes, the works

Shows up right on time and with a bag full of snacks and movies

He loves horror movies, and they give him an excuse to hold you close to him so it’s a win win

Both of you made pepper poppers so now you just have two dozen

He can tell your nervous, offers to help you set up the snacks on a tray on the bed, also wraps you in his sweater because you look very cute drowning in the fabric

Makes sure your alright with the choice of movies, crawls into the bed beside you and asks if it’s okay if he puts his arm around you

Loves it if you bury your face into his neck/chest/arm when something scary happens on the tv, wants you to feel like he can protect you

Will press soft kisses on the top of your head when your comfy with it, his hand smoothing up and down your arm comfortingly

“Your doing so good love, I’ll keep you safe from the monsters on tv”

Likes to praise you for sitting through the movie so well

When it comes time to lay down you’ve relaxed a bit more about sharing the bed with him so you cozy up to his side

Definitely not because your still scared from the movie, nope absolutely not

Places little kisses all over your face before pressing a deep kiss to your lips

Best of luck if you whine into the kiss because this man (with your consent) will have you pinned under him with your hands held above your head in one of his big hands, other hand palming over your crotch while making out, occasionally leaving your lips to bite at your neck

Your gonna have a lotta hickeys to cover in the morning

Elliott:

He’s thrilled when you asked if he wanted to spend the night sometime

He’s bringing an over night bag, snacks he thinks you’ll like, candles to light at dinner

He 100% brings those glow in the dark stars you stick on your wall because it’s raining outside today and he thinks you deserve to sleep under the stars

Man wants to create an atmosphere, let him have a little fun

Shows up a bit early so you’re still cooking dinner, your a bit frazzled that he’s shown up early because you wanted to have everything prepared

He apologized of course and you let him in anyway

Disappears into your room to set it up

He’s got the glow stars placed on the wall, he’s got little fake flower pettles on the bed, electric candles on the bedside tables set to dim for a nice mood

Would have brought a diffuser if he had one

Comes back out and you’ve set the table

Two plates of some very fancy looking pasta, garlic bread and wine set out

“You didn’t have to go through such trouble for me love, but it looks wonderful, thank you”

Kisses your hand

He tries to take your mind off of any anxiety by making lots of conversation and gently stroking his thumb along the top of your hand

When you get done with dinner and prepare to go to bed you’re shocked by the amount he’s managed to set up In the twenty minutes he was in your room alone

Offers you a shoulder massage to ease any lingering apprehension

Literally amazing at giving massages, he spends his whole day writing so you know those fingers are strong

They certainly come in handy for other uses as well 😉

Leaves little kisses along your neck and shoulders as he massages your skin, you let out a few breathy whines at the feeling and he’s half hard already

Thinks They’re the most wondering chores of sound he’s ever heard

As the night goes on you find yourself underneath him while he uses his hands on you showing you just how good he can bring you to orgasm

You don’t actually end up having sex that night but you do go down on him and he of-course repays the favor

#stardew fanfic #stardew valley #stardew farmer #stardew x reader #stardew headcanon #stardew marriage #stardew elliott #stardew harvey #stardew shane #stardew sam #stardew alex #stardew sebastian #sdv smut #stardew smut

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 3 months

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Hello dear Benny! I’ve been following your work for a long time, and I want to say that I’m inspired by you! I really like your works and I’m looking forward to new ones! If it’s not difficult for you, I’d like to see headcanons from you with Solomon, and M!Y/N who is the master for making magic weapons! If you don’t like this order, you don’t have to do it, I won’t be offended! **this is my first request, I’m very embarrassed.**

Solomon - Magic Blacksmith Male Reader

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0rder up! 🌾Wheat anon, you have no Idea how hard it was for me not to just skip straight to this ask because I absolutely loved the idea you gave! I hope these are up to your standards. Also sorry it took so long. —Benny🐰

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⚒ To say Solomon thought of you as nothing special at first glance would be a bit of an understatement. He truly thought you were just some poor sap that the prince of the devildom scooped up from the realm of humanity. However, he was quickly proven wrong when sensed a peculiar magic within you that he had never encountered before. Consider Solomon's interest peaked.~

⚒ Though he lives in a different building and has different classes, Solomon made it a point to corner you in the hallways of RAD more than a few times to get to the bottom of your curious magical signature. But no matter how hard he pressed or how many conversational traps he set you wouldn't budge; keeping your cards tightly to his chest. It seems that you took Lucifer's warnings very seriously.

⚒ And so the centuries-old wizard and king reluctantly let his curiosity take a back seat as he got to know you better. Met you on the way to and from RAD so the two of you could walk together, walk you to your class, have lunch with you, and offer to study with you; all the while he was drumming up conversations about your day, your likes and dislikes, morals, ambitions, etc.

⚒ Soon enough he came to develop feelings for you, though it seemed to come out of the blue in his perspective. He confessed his love for you in his usual teasing dialogue and thankfully you accepted. And well, Solomon has himself yet another boyfriend to add to the already miles-long list of lovers. It seems though, that your newly romantic relationship has loosened your lips a bit so to speak; so Solomon shoots his shot, and boy do you deliver.

⚒ A blacksmith that specializes in enchanted and magical weaponry? How intriguing. Would you be at all willing to show him a few of your works? Or perhaps you could let him see you in action? Please excuse him, Solomon is just excited is all. He's never seen magic be applied quite like this before and he wants to know all about it. Though, the ancient wizard will talk your ears off with all kinds of questions; he won't let you go until they're answered.

⚒ If you do allow him to see you in action he'll be over the moon. Watching you combine magic with iron and steel as you slave away over your anvil fills him with absolute wonder. If you're up for it, Solomon will commission you to take home a special weapon. Nothing specific, he'll give you full creative freedom and reign over decision-making; as long as it's from you he's satisfied.

⚒ Truly, Solomon often wonders how he found himself a boyfriend as talented as yourself and what he did to deserve you.

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#male reader #hunn1e bunn1e's ask box #answered asks #ask box #answered #answered anon #om #om solomon #om x reader #om x male reader #obey me #obey me solomon #obey me x reader #obey me x male reader #solomon x reader #solomon x male reader #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me! one master to rule them all!#🌾wheat anon

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yandere-kokeshi · 2 years

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Yandere Kokushibo Headcanons

Warnings: Yandere behavior, blood mention, tying up action/mentions, quiet treatment actions/mentions, human-heart/blood mention.

Author Note: I wrote this on my phone and I did not check for mistakes, please excuse me! I also wanna say towards the end gets to random headcanons as I didn’t know what else to add!!

Kokushibo is a fearful demon, only showing respect to those who deserve it and coldly admonishing those who he believes are weak or not worth his time. But, only does he show appreciation to Muzan, at times; rare-like demons and humans. However and somehow, you caught his attention, and now, you suffer the consequences of the Demon who is head over heels for you.

There’s two (2) ways of getting the Upper Moon One (1)’s attention, either you were a Hashira: an intelligent, fast, and strong one at that. A strong swordsman who wasn’t afraid to try to fight him, let alone get hurt or killed in the process of fighting him. Or, someone who was as skilled but refused to spar and was very kind towards him, even knowing who and what he was. You knew the lengths of damage that could possibly come if you decide to fight him, even declining to turn into a demon once he offered, stating that it would be useless.

Either way, he found you amusing; extremely pretty, and an odd feeling in his chest that awakened once he first interacted with you, let alone talked with you; even if it was for a few minutes. He was beyond perplexed by this, which slowly drove him to his obsession towards you.

The way he fell for you was ‘unknown’, but one thing he did know was that everything about you made his head spin. Everytime he thought of you, or saw you; he was hit with a wave of unknown nostalgia. It annoyed him greatly, though; it did interest him deeply, seeing that he felt a connection to you, almost like you two somewhat knew each other.

From there on, he would stalk you like a prey, following your every move to make sure you’re not in trouble, and to learn everything about you. Whether that was you on a mission to slay a lousy demon, or on a peaceful walk to a town; he is behind a few feet, watching you with cold eyes. Within a few weeks of interacting with him, he would know everything about you: your favorite color, food, to your preferred sleeping position and sleeping clothing; this would also include a few of your weaknesses and hobbies to try to court you once he takes you ‘home’.

Kokushibou is very possessive, due to his past; he gets very jealous of others, believing you two were meant to be together: any partners, friends, or the person you accidentally ran into are killed or eaten by him. He hates the idea of someone else touching you, let alone talking to you; he vows you two were meant to be ‘by fate’. This also includes slaying any demons that may wanna come after you, if it’s an Upper Moon, he will threaten them to leave you alone as ‘he wants to eat you first’.

As he’s been alive for centuries, he uses his clever-like abilities to plan an ‘attack’ to kidnap you to keep you to himself. He would kidnap you around a few weeks of meeting you (3-6 weeks).

Possibly, after a harsh mission and coming back to your home exhausted; he would be there, sitting and waiting for you patiently. As soon as you take out your katana, he’s already behind you; tying you up (gently) with robes and throwing you over his shoulder whilst on the way to your shared home. The home that you two ‘live in’ is an abandoned-yet stable house that is miles, miles away from any signs of humans other than heavy and clouded fog on the high hills.

His yandere tendencies are overprotective, possessive, frighteningly-patient, and unpredictable. He doesn’t force you to do anything, including talking; he knows you might be mad by the fact he took you, but he needs you to understand. The room you woke up in is simple, rather with some things you enjoy having and a bundle of your clothes, that somehow, went ‘missing’. Sadly, you do have a chain around your ankles that prevent you from leaving the room(s); only able to reach the bathroom, living room, and the window(s).

He gives you time to adjust, never forcing you to do things, and allowing you to ask questions. As a way to get closer to you emotionally and physically, he tries to do things that will make you feel appreciated or welcomed. Such as: cooking your favorite meals, ‘buying’ you expensive clothes, or showing you slight affection. He’ll even offer to rearrange anything in the house that you prefer, wanting you to be as comfortable as possible.

Despite Kokushibo’s seemingly cold personality, he’s so incredibly caring and kind towards you; no matter how much you yell or try to ‘hurt him’. He never yells or snaps at you, rather just waits patiently for when you're done crying or yelling at him.

His way of affection is awkward, but comfortable-likewise. He never, ever touches you without permission. But once you allow it or agree to his question of asking: he becomes very touch-starved, reaching for your touch like a moth flying towards a lamp. He loves putting his hands around you anywhere that is deemed ‘respectful’: arms around your waist, holding your hands, and laying on your lap while you scratch his head, maybe playing with his hair. Rarely does he seem vulnerable, especially in front of the Demon King, but around you: he tends to let himself off guard and let him live a ‘normal life’ with you.

Kokushibo ‘buys’ you a lot of things: spoiling you with things you love. Whether that’s books, makeup, clothing, or drawing supplies; he’s willing to buy anything, including a whole stack of your favorite Ramen. However, it does depend on how you behave to receive the gifts he gets for you.

While on the conversation of rules, to add more: he’s not the strictest, but he does have bylaws in place that expects you to follow. All he wants you is to act nice, not plan on leaving or hurting him; but let him love you as it’s ‘supposed’ to be. But, if you decide to break them: he’ll be very disappointed. His way of punishment is never physical, more so emotional. Whatever you do, it is always the same: quiet treatment. The scary part is that he’s excellent at staying quiet.

If you’re being physical: trying to attack him in any way possible, he won’t really do anything besides allow you to hurt him; stating that you need to let your frustrations out. He keeps thinking in the back of his mind that it’s better than hurting yourself, plus; it doesn't really matter if you attack him, he’s a demon. Though, he will get tired of it; slowly grabbing your hands to hug you while kissing your forehead, whispering on how ‘You’re safe with me, I’m sorry but I love you’.

As stated above, he’s very patient; terrifying at it. If you decide to give him the quiet treatment back, he would just sigh and wait for you to break it off; not ‘really’ bothered by it. He, of course, loves your voice but at some point, he knows you will break off this ‘tantrum’ and want some attention of sorts.

The threats you throw at him are even more useless. Much like above, he isn’t affected by it; even if you call him a ‘monster’ or ‘disgusting’. He’d just sigh and ask bluntly if you’re done with the tantrum, cause you’re acting ‘childish’.

Now, if you have the thought of leaving, let alone have a plan to escape: he’s gonna be very disappointed with you. The most ‘extreme’ he will do is completely ignore you, you’d rarely see him; even at night. The only thing you’d see from time to time is him sharpening his katana at night before disappearing through thin air. Occantionaly, after he gets fed up with you, you will see him staring at you with a weird, irritated-like look before he locks eyes with you, asking ‘Are you done? I hate ignoring you’. The way he punishes you is the way he punishes himself, he loves being in your presence and something he’s severely addicted to; it pains him to do these to you.

He never, ever withholds food or any necessary needs from you; no matter how much you disobey. He knows that will make it a harder time for you to get used to him and your new surroundings. However, if you do continue misbehaving, he won’t cook your favorite food, give you five (5) blankets when in reality you only need two. He will take away anything that can make you feel ‘special’ in some-sort; removing your drawing supplies, extreme clothes, or games of sorts.

If you do behave, you will be spoiled like it’s your birthday. He will grant you with any wish you want, including the most utmost things (Ex. A human heart, a bag of blood, or expensive jewelry, etc). He even allows you to go outside with him watching over you, whether that was when you asked to take a walk or go to the shops; he’ll allow it, but he states he has to watch after you, even if he's jumping from building to building, smiling as if you're having a good time. Sadly, he won’t let you buy weapons, fearing you’ll hurt yourself.

Though, if you do somehow hurt yourself, Kokushibo will be a very worried mess but is somewhat-good at hiding it; he will bandage you up, offering to kiss your injury(ies) while baby-proofing the corners, walls, and doors to make sure you don’t get hurt again.

Now, Kokushibo is very possessive and protective over you, meaning he watches you like a hawk and never lets you out of his sight. He’s somewhat-paranoid, like someone is gonna come in and take you away from him. He hates if people look at you, especially the wrong way; he’s not afraid to get extremely dirty for you and will kill anyone that eye’s you with desire, or even talks to you with slight annoyance.

From time to time, he would accidentally hurt you; it’s rare however. He tends to forget about his own strength around you, grabbing you harshly or hugging you so tightly that you need to tell him to stop squeezing you. Of course, he feels bad but sometimes he can’t help himself because you’re so darn cute.

Kokushibo is a gentleman, meaning he would never force you to turn into a demon, unless you were in a serious situation (Ex. Dying from being ill, being attacked by a demon, or having a serious injury that related to you losing a lot of blood, etc); The offer is always on the table.

Whichever you choose, whether falling for Kokushibo or continuing to hate him; he won’t let you go and never stop loving you, not until his last breath.

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love-toxin · 10 months

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SPOILERS, for those who haven't seen atsv yet

so on the whole thing where we're basically a spider person without any of the powers, it goes over the whole thing where everyone has their canon of loosing someone, but our world broke before we got to live it, BUT! Id imagine that despite all of that we'd have a reason to help miles. Because he knows his dad is going to die and when and can stop it. Obviously us basically going against miguel would, i imagine hurt him immensely, he'd be even more pissed.

Imagine trying to hold him back from chasing after miles, obviously he's much stronger than us so he accidentally moves us out of the way too hard and ends up hurting us and breaking something and doesn't notice till its too late

Also ALSO! Miguel tiddies, i wanna bite em, squeeze em 🫴 and just how feral he was BARK BARK! 🐕🐕

MMMRRHRRGGGGGHGGH........ok......but......

(cws: gn!reader, more spiderverse spoilers, blood, injuries, displaced spider-reader)

Imagine, after that whole chase and Miles managing to get away and enter another dimension, Miguel throws you into one of those baddie-capsules the society uses to send their anomalies back to their own worlds. He's so pissed he can't even look at you--you are the last person he expected to take Miles' side because you know exactly what's going to happen to him, in his mind he thinks you're not doing your job of protecting Miles because you're giving in to this ridiculous fantasy of his. You know exactly what it's like to lose everything you've ever known, just like himself, and in part because of you now Miles is going to have to go through the same thing and potentially cripple the society in the process, affecting thousands of other dimensions with those selfish actions. That's what you're supporting.

So, despite the intended purpose of the capsule, you stay trapped in the society until he can decide what to do with you whilst figuring out this whole situation. But it's when he finally finds the strength to keep himself calm enough to speak to you does he realize what he's done to you.

"What's wrong with your arm? Show me."

"I-It's fine, Miguel, it's just a little sore-"

"Show. Me. Now."

Reluctantly, especially because you still feel the way you do about Miguel and you know where he's coming from, you turn yourself towards him completely so he can see what you've been hiding since the chase--and when he sees what it is, a chill washes over him as he pinpoints the exact moment you sustained that terrible injury, claw marks running deep down your arm and barely covered by a makeshift bandage you pulled from your sleeve.

Right near the end, when he was trying so desperately not to let Miles use the dimension portal, you had run up to him and grabbed his arm to keep him from tearing the very walls of space and time apart. But in his rage, he didn't just shake you off--no, when you wouldn't give up, Miguel had slashed at you in a fit of frantic desperation and sent you tumbling back across the floor, your startled cries and winces of pain finally loosening his hold enough that the kid finally slipped through his fingers.

At the time, he could've spat venom with how angry he was, that fury directed at you when the source of it had disappeared. He never thought he would hurt you though, and it insulted him to his core when Parker had put himself and Mayday between you two as if he was at all a danger to you. He would yell, and he would swear, but he would never hurt you.

But clearly he did. The blood soaking your sleeves proves it, and so does the pallid colour of your face as you look up at him from where you sit, eyes silently pleading with him for help. Him. The man who vowed to protect you from any more hurt and, practically in the same breath, nearly killed you in a violent rage.

"I'm sorry."

When that beautiful smile blossoms across your face at those words, it only sours his spirit even more because he knows with absolute certainty that it's nothing he deserves. He's going to get you help, and help is already on its way to your holding cell, but he can't stay long enough to hear you thank him for it. No matter how much you beg him not to leave, to stay because you want to be comforted by him right now, he just can't even look in your direction and has to block out your voice as he walks away.

At some point, maybe, he might be able to hear you out. But for right now he just has to send other spiders to keep you company, ones that you know and trust, so you at least won't be alone. He knows that's a weak spot of yours despite becoming a strength for him, similar circumstances from both your worlds cultivating different results. He's just got no idea how powerful your words are, and that the longer he goes knowing you're his greatest weakness and avoiding you because of it, the more you're planting seeds of doubt into his society to turn the tables from within. Miguel loves you so much, and even if you're helping to break apart everything he's built, there's undoubtedly going to be a little voice in his heart that sings when he sees you defying him just like he defied everything to bring you here. You're going to force him to eat his own words, and if it's you leading the charge, he might just be inclined to open his mouth a little.

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #across the spiderverse #spiderman 2099 #ellie writes #seafoamfelly #anons

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spiderispunk · 1 year

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📱 phone sex with tasm!peter?

Dial Tones [p.p.]

Pairing: TASM!Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Phone Sex. Mutual Masturbation. Dirty Talk.

Summary: Peter gets a much-needed distraction after studying all night.

It starts innocently enough.

Peter’s studying in his room when he gets the text. Just two words, but the invitation in them really speaks a thousand.

You up?

A grin flits over his face. He’s grateful for the distraction, more than happy to turn his attention away from the list of equations on the page in front of him. In the last hour, they’ve begun swimming off the page at an alarming rate. A swirl of numbers, letters, symbols, each more confusing and infuriating than the last. Peter was just beginning to think he was going to chuck his book out the window if he didn’t take a break soon. An extreme reaction, maybe, but such was the effect of a 300 level biochemistry class.

So, he gladly takes the life raft you offer him.

Peter swipes the message open, and types out a one-handed reply: Yeah. Studying for Richard’s exam.

Gross. Comes the response, not 10 seconds later. And then. Need a distraction?

He chuckles. You’ve managed to read his mind from miles away.

Peter shifts in his chair, hunching over his phone. He’s not quite sure why he’s trying to hide. He lives in a single dorm, a lucky find for a freshman. Maybe old habits die hard.

Depends. What do you have in mind?

Why don’t you come over and find out?

His lips twist into a frown. It was twenty minutes past midnight, which normally wouldn’t stop him, but he had a test in less than 8 hours, and a 40 minute commute on top of that probably wouldn’t be the smartest decision.

Can’t. It’s too late.

Your loss. The message has a photo attached to it. Peter sucks in a breath when he opens it.

It’s poorly lit, almost secretive. The image of you angling the photo in the dark of your dorm room sends a bolt of electricity down his spine. A teasing shot of your shirt bunched around your hips, with your hand down the front of your sleep shorts. In the corner of the photo, the barest flash of lavender panties.

Peter’s tongue swipes over his lower lip.

Shit.

Change your mind?

I really can’t. My exam’s at 8 AM. I’d never get back on time.

My roommate’s out.

You’re really pulling out all the stops tonight, huh?

I just really miss you. Can you blame me?

Another photo. This one a clear shot of your panties hanging low on your hips.

Peter’s face warms. He scrubs a hand down his face.

Don’t you miss me? He can almost hear the seductive lilt in your voice.

The next image he receives nearly has him tugging on his shoes and hauling ass to the nearest subway station right then and there. Your panties off screen, fingers buried between your bare thighs.

Peter fumbles out a reply, grateful you can’t see how red his face is. Course I miss you honey. And after a beat. Are you touching yourself?

Yes.

And thinking of me?

Always.

“Fuck.” Peter exhales. His shorts grow uncomfortably tight. He fidgets in his seat, subconsciously palming his aching dick.

Good girl.

Wanna see?

Hell yeah.

The FaceTime alert shatters the quiet of his room, and startles Peter into action.

He answers the call, mouth dry. The phone’s camera is pointed at your pussy, giving him a perfect vantage point to watch two of your fingers swirl around your clit.

“P-Pete,” you whimper quietly.

“Ah shit, baby,” Peter whispers. His dick throbs almost painfully. “Look at you.”

You moan at his encouragement. “Couldn’t stop thinking about you. I want you so bad.”

“I see that.” Peter shoves his shorts down and spits into his palm. He wraps his fist around his dick and groans breathily.

“I’m so wet.”

And fuck he can hear it. The slick of your fingers slipping as you pleasure yourself. The little breathy whines low in his ear.

“You’re killing me, baby.” He murmurs. “I wish I could feel you.”

“Wish you were fucking me.” You reply, voice ragged. “Show me. I wanna see you jerk off.”

“Wanna see your face.”

“Count of three?” You ask, and Peter chuckles.

“Sure. One.”

“Two.”

“Three.”

The cameras flip in unison. Peter’s breath catches at the needy look in your heavy-lidded eyes. The curve of your bottom lip trapped between your teeth. You whimper, yes audibly whimper, at the curve of his dick. The pink head weeps with precum; the translucent pearls dribbling down the shaft.

“Fuck yourself with your fingers.” Peter swallows thickly. “Pretend they’re mine.”

You do what he says. He can tell because your eyes close slightly and your breath hitches. “They don’t feel as good as yours.”

“I know, baby. My hand doesn’t feel as good as you either.” It’s a poor replacement for the real thing. “I’ll make it up to you.”

God, he wanted to be with you so badly. Curse Richards and this stupid exam. He wanted to be the cause of your growing moans. Wanted to hear you pant his name in his ear. Wanted to feel you wrapped tight around him, the slide of your skin on his.

“Tomorrow, as soon as I finish my exam I’m coming over,” he promises.

“Yeah?” Your voice is barely a whisper. “To do what?”

“Gonna get my mouth on you. Make you come with my tongue.” He bites his lower lip. Just the thought makes his stomach tighten. “Then with my fingers.”

“I love your fingers.”

“I know you do, honey.” Peter smirks. “That sound good to you?”

“As long as I get to blow you after.”

Peter tightens his jaw. “Baby, you can do whatever you want.”

“Can I ride you?”

It was one of your favorite positions, so that made it one of Peter’s as well. He liked to watch you. See the way your body rolled forward with each trust. Watch the furrow of your eyebrows when you got into a rhythm that really worked for you. Watch your breasts bounce, and your body shudder as you crested that blissful peak.

“Fuck, yeah.” He tilts his head back. “Shit, I’m close.”

“Me too.”

“Gonna come for me, sweetheart?” Peter asks, a heady rasp in his voice.

“Uh huh. God.” You curse, eyes rolling back into your skull.

Peter’s hand moves a bit faster. “Nope, just me, baby. Want you to come all over your fingers, and I’ll come all over mine.”

He can barely keep hanging on anymore. The coil of warmth within him threatens to unravel.

“Ah.” You whimper as you fall apart. The sound strikes his ears like glass on stone. A beautiful tinkling.

Peter’s answering groan is broken. Guttural. The phone clatters to the floor, but he’s too far gone to care. He spills onto his hand, his thighs, his stomach. When he’s finally spent, he slumps back on the chair boneless. His hand searches aimlessly for his cellphone, fingers wrapping around it.

He’s greeted by your smiling face. “How’s that for a distraction?”

“Perfect.” He pulls his shirt off and cleans himself up.

“How much longer do you think you’ll stay up studying?”

“Another hour maybe.” He tosses the balled shirt towards his laundry basket. It lands on the floor a few inches away.

You yawn, stretching out on your bed. “Don’t stay up too late. You don’t want to oversleep and miss your exam.”

Peter knocks on the wood of his desk. “I’ll set two alarms.”

“Let me know how it goes, okay?”

“I will.” He rests his chin on his hand and grins at you. “Thanks for the photos.”

You wipe a hand over your tired eyes. “Anytime. Night, Peter.”

“G’night.” Peter ends the call, reluctant to begin studying again.

This time, the equations manage to stay on the page for much longer, and by the time Peter finally shuts his textbook for the night, he's feeling much more confident.

#peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #tasm!peter parker #peter parker #peter parker fanfic #peter parker smut #drabbles

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spidey-bie · 10 months

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I actually don't do requests but since you asked so nicely (and I also already had this in my drafts for like the longest but I never finished it.)

Hobie x Black G/N Reader

TW: Physical Touch

Hobie Brown is a proud aroace relationship anarchist who's constantly sticking a middle finger up at amatonormativity. Idc idc.

You wanna have a qpr? Try and stop him. (Don't do that he's got Spidey strength.)

If or when you start living together you both either take turns cooking or you cook together.

(Also I feel like he can't bake for anything but his food is the bomb)

If you wanna share rooms he's cool with that.

If you want separate rooms he's cool with that too.

But either way y'all definitely have a big sleepover/movie night in the living room at least once a week.

"Mate, you just had to get in the car. You'd still be alive if you just used your head."

"Bie you know they had to kill the black guy first. It's a horror movie."

You hang out in the back stage during his shows and he takes you with him to go pub hopping afterwards.

You both infodump to one another. He can go off on tangents for hours about a lot of different things. Whether it's something political or just his favorite artists.

If you're not British then he teaches you British slang so you can understand what he's saying. (In turn you teach him some AAVE and y'all mess with Miles and Gwen by using both simultaneously.)

His love language is physical touch but not in like the traditional romantic sense. He's the type to just lay his entire body weight on you while your both lounging around. Or he'll drape himself up against you if your both standing.

If you don't like the word love he finds roundabout ways to tell you that he appreciates and cares for you. Or he just shows it via his actions.

Both of you go out on weekly outings together. (they're not dates because you aren't dating)

He either takes you to really obscure places or he sneaks you into his favorite artist's shows.

Let's you steal borrow his clothes. He knows if he's missing something he just has to go looking for you.

"Is that my jumper on your bed?" "If you mean our jumper then yes."

I just know that he knows where to find the best cheap hair products. (If you don't like to steal. Lame.)

I personally feel like he doesn't do much with his own hair. He got his locs installed one day and has just never touched it ever again but after hearing you lecture on about hair health he joins you on your wash days.

"I don't see why we have to feed into the idea of black hair being neat so that we can be palatable to those in power." He was leaning face first into the kitchen sink. "True. It doesn't have to be neat to be beautiful. But it at least has to be clean and watching you scratch makes me itch. Now close your eyes so i can rinse."

Edit: I modified the last one because I didn't agree with it anymore.

A/N: The autism won't let me hyperfocus on anything aside from Hobie at the moment. It's a curse but you don't hear me complaining lol. I looked into the difference between locs, dreads, and wicks for this and now I'm contemplating growing my hair out again.

#amatonormativity can suck my dick #ace hobie is here to stay #idc #i have never seen a man so aroace shaped #ace hobie #queerplatonic relationship #hobie x black!reader #hobie x black reader #hobie brown x black!reader #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x black reader #hobie x reader #black reader #my bae [🎸]#hobie brown headcanons #aroace reader #jay and the spiders #aro hobie #cory writes

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flurry-bace · 8 months

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SO I read a bunch of Sonadow fanfictions (13) and I'm here to bless you with them! All of these fics are on Ao3, so go check them out!! Here we go:

Tides of Chaos by LightningHikaru - https://archiveofourown.org/works/29411574/chapters/72254715

Tags: Alternate Universe - Pirate, Sonic is a Naval Captain, Shadow is a Pirate Captain, Robots are not a thing, pirates of the caribbean vibes, Slow Burn, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, ghost ship - Freeform, creatures of the night, Omega is a Ghost, Aged-Up Character(s), Minor Character Death, Angst with a semi happy ending

Chapters/words: 40/40 chapters, 150K words

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Monsters Don't Live Happily Ever After by fleetways - https://archiveofourown.org/works/40786071/chapters/102197328

Tags: Beauty and the Beast Elements, Bounty Hunters, Chaos Emeralds, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Prince Sonic the Hedgehog, Shadow wears a disguise, Infinite is Called Zero (Sonic the Hedgehog), France (Country), Shadow works at a bookstore, Minor Original Character(s), Master emerald doesn’t exist, Shadow is ex GUN agent, Tags May Change, Slow Burn, Minor Violence, Fairy Tale Elements, Action & Romance, Mystery

Chapters/words: 24/? chapters, 31K words

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Shattered Realities by GoldenAla22 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/43777747/chapters/110086162

Tags: Slow Burn, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Sonadow - Freeform, Rivals, Sonic Prime Spoilers, Sonic the Hedgehog Has ADHD, alternative universe, Slow Romance, Feelings Realization, Getting Together, Canon-Typical Violence, Sonic the Hedgehog Needs a Hug, Shadow the Hedgehog Needs a Hug, they get one eventually, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Post-Episode: s01 ep8 There's No Arrgh in Team, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Sharing a Bed, Accidental Kissing

Chapters/words: 8/? chapters, 36K words

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In Which Boom Sonic Buys a Bed from Ikea by Commonseasponge - https://archiveofourown.org/works/48527758

Tags: Fluff and Humor, Fluff, Humor, No Smut, It’s not sexual like at all I just like mundane things like buying a bed, Aroacespec sonic and shadow, T for excessive use of fuck, Middle aged hedgehogs with crushes on eachother, Amy reads sonic like a book, Living Together, Roommates, Established Relationship

Chapters/words: 1/1 chapters, 1K words

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I don't wanna see you smile by kty309 - https://archiveofourown.org/works/48544186

Tags: Hurt/Comfort, shadow takes care of sonic as best he can, as in character as i could possibly do, so there’s not much explicit romance, but they are in love, trust me this is very sweet, shadow the hedgehog character study almost, Sonic the Hedgehog Has ADHD, Autistic Shadow the Hedgehog, not specified just how i see them lol

Chapters/words: 1/1 chapters, 3K words

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The Cold Season by Infinity_XOXO - https://archiveofourown.org/works/48839329/chapters/123205204

Tags: Winter, Cold Weather, hibernation, Cute, Domestic Fluff, Fluff, Sonic is so tired he can't think straight, Shadow doesn't know hedgehog biology, Tails is done with everyone, Sleepiness, Sleeping Together, Pillow & Blanket Forts, Established Relationship

Chapters/words: 5/5 chatpers, 3K words

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I’m married? Really? are you sure? by Lilwoofs - https://archiveofourown.org/works/48889399

Tags: Fluff, Silly, Funny, Weddings, (kinda-), kinda crack treated seriously but maybe not?, it’s mostly just silly, I haven’t written a fic in too long

Chapters/words: 1/1 chapters, 1K words

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stay with me by ramslum - https://archiveofourown.org/works/48805642

Tags: Fluff, Kissing, Domestic Fluff, Sleepy Cuddles, Cuddling & Snuggling, Miles "Tails" Prower and Sonic the Hedgehog are Siblings, shadow and tails get along, Hugs, Lovey-Dovey, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Literal Sleeping Together, hotpockets!, Autistic Shadow the Hedgehog, Sonic the Hedgehog Has ADHD

Chapters/words: 1/1 chapters, 3K words

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Cracking shells by "orphan_account" - https://archiveofourown.org/works/15455322

Tags: Literally one sentence mention of Knuxouge, farmer au, Sonic loves his chicks, Shadow the vet, Fluffy, Silly

Chapters/words: 1/1 chapters, 10K words

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did i really have any of that gravity?(maybe you're quicksand) by rubyillusions - https://archiveofourown.org/works/41175252

Tags: Domestic Fluff, just fluff, soft, Established Relationship, No Plot/Plotless, literally just an excuse to write werehog sonic and also have shadow call him "my dear", (this is for you twitter user s0nadow!! heart emoji), Drabble, Short & Sweet

Chapters/words: 1/1 chapters, 524 words

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the time has come again for stars by rubyillusions - https://archiveofourown.org/works/39462495

Tags: 5+1 Things, Slow Burn, (kind of), Enemies to Lovers, (also kind of), Flirting, rated t for use of the fuck word, Blood, Sonadow - Freeform, Everyone knows they are in love, (except for sonic and shadow but yknow. that would be too convenient), even eggman knows and he wants to kill them both, theyre just very deep in denial

Chapters/words: 1/1 chapters, 3K words

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we are beautiful, we are doomed by rubyillusions - https://archiveofourown.org/works/39356559

Tags: 5+1 Things, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, (not really enemies more rivals but still), Fluff, Fluff and Angst, No Smut, rated teen for swearing and a few light sex jokes, Shadow the Hedgehog Needs a Hug, probably slightly ooc but this is my first sonic fic so oh well, Flirting, Bad Flirting, Sonadow - Freeform, sonic keeps flirting with shadow and shadow gay panics, rouge just wants them to stop being idiots and kiss already, and also there's one scene where they hold hands and shadow falls deeper in love than ever before, Stargazing, Existential Crisis, yknow just your average sunday, First Kiss

Chapters/words: 1/1 chapters, 4K words

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(seep into the wounds) i've been mending by cozyqueerchaos - https://archiveofourown.org/works/44701870

Tags: Disability, Disabled Character, Mental Health Issues, Chronic Pain, Slice of Life, No Plot/Plotless, can be qpr or romantic, Past Child Abuse, Past Medical Neglect, Ableism, But also, Fluff, Team as Family

Chapters/words: 1/1 chapters, 1K words

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Hold Me Close (To Keep Away The Memories) by spittingspite - https://archiveofourown.org/works/24415819/chapters/58902865

Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Sharing a Bed, Pre-Relationship, Post-Sonic Forces, Implied/Referenced Torture, could be read as platonic, but lbr you probably won't now you've seen the relationship tag, also hi idk how to tag things, so if you want me to tag something just lmk, no beta we die like men

Chapters/words: 2/2 chapters, 6K words

Please suggest more in the tags/reblogs/replies!!

I also might add my personal thoughts on these, but for now I'll just let y'all gobble these up :)

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Laplace's angel relation to Laplace's demon

So I've been talking about laplace's demon a lot in my philosophy class and I really wanna see more analytical will wood posts so here's this...

Laplace's demon is a notion in philosophy that if there was a hypothetical demon that knew the location of every particle in the universe and the prior context of their states this information would be enough to predict any future point in time with perfect accuracy.

This has been beefed with a lot, it kinda is a big fuck you to free will and quantum physics gets odd when stuck in this, but I feel the free will aspect is the most relevant to the song. Laplace's demon would say every human action and choice is only ever the only one we could have taken due to the past context of our lives. That every thought and inspiration is essentially predetermined. Most simply this comes up in

if you were in my shoes you'd walk the same damn miles I know

And further echoed in

It’s the norm for animals, it’s the norm for chemicals

(i think the connection here is clear but if this means nothing lmk it's late)

The title itself is perhaps the most interesting to me as changing the demon to an angel has STRONG implications. As the song is largely about morality I take this as taking the physicalist concept of laplace's demon as a moral escape route in order for the narrator to escape struggling with their own morals. Any evil they may have committed would always have happened and therefore they are not responsible for it, this making the demon their saving grace,,,, their angel.

It is also worth engaging with wills actual reference to free will lyrically, though I'm not sure how to take this

The difference twixt fate and free will

Is whether you’re singing

Ooh, could you take a look at me?

Here will states a difference between fate and free will which laplace's demon would not allow. This asserts self awareness and trying to engage with your own situation allows for free will but this really doesn't fit super well with the other conclusions I've reached and I'm not confident in this so beef with me if you disagree plzzz.

#will wood #wwattw #laplace's angel #the normal album

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teecupangel · 8 months

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Desmond miles as hopes older brother! Des as hopes brother! I don't have much due to my painkillers giving me a crash and burn boost, but I can help offer what little info I do think of.

It's very clear hope has had a lady's upbringing and education, Desmond alreadly had "big brother" vibes after his time near ezio's sister and little brother so he gets soft with the pretty menace that is now his sister. He's sadly not fully aware of how bad things would get in their adult lives under Achilles, but with his time as connor he knows things went horrible enough for Achilles to take things more seriously. So he's ready, but not truly ready

Now growing up before and after the death of their bio family then adoption by the german couple who raised them, he helps set hope up to be a better person once tragedy struck once more. Not just in skill, but her morals, right from wrong and her blind loyalty with plea's and warnings falling to deaf ears.

To most he's mildly serious yet calm and laid back, easiest assassin on the homestead to get along with. Most recruits who get to train with him come out sore and tired, but full of pride with a goofy smile. (I love when desmond gets to act like a big brother, he can't help it- shays his brother, liams a brother, the other's are questionable at best)

(It alsi really got to me in shay's game that hope of all people didn't listen, she seems so smart and clever! Hell she IS smart and clever)

Wanna make it more tragic?

How about when they lost their parents they were separated due to their parents’ actions, who had been kind people but may have gotten in with the wrong crowd or might have accumulated too much debt from the wrong people.

Desmond, being the older of the two, promised to find Hope and told her to wait for him. Hope is left with nothing else to do but believe in her brother and she’s taken away to an orphanage while Desmond is left to ‘pay the debt’.

Hope is adopted and her adoptive parents love her but she still remembered the warmth of her brother’s hand on the top of her head, could still remember the kind smile he always had even when Hope annoyed him.

So she believed him.

She believed him and kept on waiting for him.

Then her adoptive father was killed and she and her adoptive mother were thrown out of their own home.

It’s during the time she tried to steal for medicine to save her ailing adoptive mother that he finally found her.

It’s a bittersweet reunion as she had waited for this moment for so long but she had imagined their reunion to be a sweet one. Where he would appear on their doorsteps and would embrace her tightly…

Where her adoptive parents would welcome him to their home, her adoptive mother cooking for him and her adoptive father teaching him their family business…

Not in this dank alleyway with his hand gripping her arm tightly, the surprise clear in his eyes.

Like he didn’t expect to see her here.

Like this had all been a coincidence.

She had half a mind to push him and run away.

To ask why he had taken so long to find her…

Yet…

“Patricia?”

Just one word.

A name she had not heard for a long time.

Spoken in a much deeper voice than she had grown up hearing.

Spoken with such…

Hope.

Her body moved before she could stop herself.

His hands held her like they’ve always had.

His embrace was just as warm as she remembered…

Unorganized Notes:

With Desmond’s help, Hope’s adoptive mother didn’t die.

Desmond had been ‘paying’ their parents debt for years by singlehandedly destroying their group. It took some time as they were all scums who had enough money to pay for decent security and Desmond had no allies or informants of his own so he had to do all the information gathering on his own (aka: the Altaïr way)

During this time, Desmond had also amassed a… following as some of the people he took out had really had sidegigs.

So, yeah, while Hope had been growing up in a safe loving home, Desmond had been ‘unintentionally’ creating his own small gang.

Hope joins the gang, of course, and it’s actually less of a gang and more of a lite Brotherhood that focused more on information gathering and causing distractions for Desmond.

Desmond isn't Desmond's biological name but the name he went with while doing his 'sidegigs'. Only Hope and Desmond know each other's biological names and they only use it when they're alone.

Desmond actually didn’t want to train Hope to be an Assassin like him because he will always see her as his that little kid who would cry for her brother whenever she tripped. Then he realized how his feelings were the same as the ones Ezio had felt about Claudia and knew that he can’t stop her. All he can do is guide her and make sure she grew up to be strong enough.

Hope's first Assassination mission was to hunt down the men who used to be her adoptive father's business partners.

So when Achilles finally finds them, they’re pretty much Assassins by their own rights and he had heard rumors of them and the immense network they held in the colonies. That was what Achilles was after.

Desmond has no reason not to join Achilles. He only heard a bit from Ratonhnhaké:ton’s memories of what happened and Achilles had been cagey, after all, only saying that the Colonial Brotherhood fell into a Templar ‘trap’.

But… Desmond has no reason to see Achilles as a mentor as well so he acts more like an unofficial Assassin (which always left a bitter taste in his mouth), it’s a small price to pay to retain his freedom from the constraints of having to listen to Achilles’ orders.

Desmond usually just visits once in a while and every Assassin in the homestead are immediately swarming him, wanting to learn from him and ask for his advice. He’s friendly to everyone and acts like a big brother to them (especially as Achilles’ recruits are usually younger than Desmond).

Hope and Shay have a more rivalry-type relationship because Desmond told Hope that Shay had potential which Hope took as a declaration of war for her brother’s attention. Shay thinks Hope is just a very… ‘aggressive’ woman.

Liam thinks Shay is dumb for not realizing that Hope only acts like that to him. Everyone has heard of Hope, Desmond’s sister and first apprentice. Among their group, she’s one of the few to actually be on the same level as an Assassin and she’s as cunning and smart as one can get. She’s also usually nice and polite and her treatment of Shay makes Liam mistakes it as… Hope having feelings for Shay!

Desmond knows Hope is acting out because she has abandonment issues but, at the same time, her rivalry with Shay was helping the two of them grow so… he’s not going to do anything other than remind Hope that she’s his own and only sister and nothing will ever change that.

Desmond is close to Achilles’ apprentices and acts like a secondary mentor + older brother to them all. Since he’s older than them (physically and thanks to the Bleeding Effect + his reincarnation bs), he tends to treat them as young ‘kids’.

Up to you if Desmond’s presence have an effect and saves Achilles’ wife and son.

#so hope wasn’t her biological name #but we have no info of what her first name was #so I just went with the name of her voice actress #basically desmond hijacked canon!hope’s original task #and made his own information guild #he didn’t join with the colonial assassins for now #because of one reason: haytham kenway #ngl #hope will probably end up as ratonhnhaké:ton’s ‘sister’ at this point XD #assassin's creed #desmond miles #hope jensen #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed

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hi!!! it’s not very original but i’ve a request for a steve, rivals to lovers kind of scenario dhahdhs the idea of him constantly being shown up by a cool mc when he canonically cannot win fights is fucking funny to me

❝rival coworkers to lovers with steve harrington❞

pairing: steve harrington x coworker!gn!reader. cw: fluff, rivals to lovers, coworkers, workplace romance, steve is steveing. words: 1.9k.

I just think it would be SO funny if steve started a feud with you for employee of the month

it starts when steve realizes he needs a second source of income when his sweet ride starts breaking down on him and his parents decide that now is the right time to teach him some personal responsibility

robin as his best friend Obviously would find places to apply with him but between graduating and entering her hot lesbian summer era, she’s just gotta pat him on the cheek and wish him luck

there aren’t a lot of great options in hawkins, and since the mall got destroyed, he’s gotta scour smaller shops for places to work

but try as he might, his world-renowned Harrington Charm isn’t enough to land him a position (or at least not one that’ll pay for the repairs he needs on his car before he’s 30)

and it’s just as he’s starting to give up, spirit almost completely broken, that a lady in a boutique flags him down for how easy he is on the eyes

talking to him for like five minutes gives her all the reason she needs to practically shove an application into his hands for the new sales position at the boutique

the boutique for… clothes. women’s clothing. women’s underclothing

it’s a lingerie shop

it serves the ladies of hawkins and steve has to ask why he got hired instead of someone like. nancy or something

and all he gets back is “a compliment from a looker like yourself goes a long way in business, sweetheart”

and I mean. between folding stacks of lingerie and ringing up every hottie within a 10 mile radius… how could he resist :)

his main job is standing around and offering uncertain customers that little nudge to hand over the money

“that color is stunning, but you blondes can pull off anything. oh, you’re actually a natural brunette? I could’ve sworn with the way the light hits you… maybe you’re just this radiant all the time?”

“you really don’t wanna get that top? listen, I know the cut is a little *makes vague gestures* out of your comfort zone, but take it from a guy… it’ll drive your husband wild”

“oh, please diane. it’s your retirement! get a trip to the bahamas, drink a sex on the beach, treat yourself to something nice and get that set. you know you want to~”

god he’s INSUFFERABLY good at it

he’s just so personable and always knows just how much to push it

he’s also got a surprisingly good eye for fashion

he knows what colors suit warm and cool tones, what kind of cup style is most comfortable, how to pick flattering clothes for every body type

whenever robin visits and sees him in action she gets all starry-eyed at all the hot mamas that STEVE of all people gets to hang around

her poor gay heart is overwhelmed

she even begs him to get her a job at the store, any job at all. she’d mop walls and change doorknobs if it meant she could scope out cute ladies for a few hours a week

but steve wouldn’t let her work there anyway, even if it did mean he’d make employee of the month by default

he probably would be employee of the month by now too… if it wasn’t for you

you, who was in his graduating class and would have given a speech for valedictorian if you hadn’t gotten caught in a senior prank two weeks before the ceremony

you, who has been working at the store an entire year longer than he has

you, who could secure any sale without even trying

you, who, despite welcoming him with open arms on his first day, reminiscing about hawkins high even though you two had never had a full conversation a day in your lives, had this strange look in your eyes that steve just couldn’t shake

it was always there, teetering beneath your fluttering eyelashes as you did inventory

as you tidied the dressing rooms

as you lingered at the register, fingers tapping out an unnerving rhythm while you followed him around on the floor with your gaze

it took him his first shared shift with you to realize exactly what it was

"I don’t know, diane,” you’d whisper, slithering between the two of them with that knowing look on your face, “steve’s right about everything except the color; it won’t be nearly as sexy on you as the teal one. sex on the beach should be colorful, no? I mean the drink, of course. what do you think?”

and just like that, you swoop diane right off her feet and steal his entire sale within less than a minute

because you’re evil. you’re the devil. you’re employee of the month.

and goddamn it, steve harrington doesn’t have a lot going on for himself right now but being employee of the month at lace and vice™️ NEEDS to be one of them

and robin thinks this is the funniest shit she’s ever heard. she also suggests you two should just suck it up and suck face to get it over with

steve: I would NEVER suck their face. if and I said IF... I were ever going to do that—which I wouldn’t!—it would only be to take their breath away... in a murderous way, I mean. not like in a “I like them” way. cause I don’t. I don’t like them.

robin: I Know What You Are O.o

it sounds pathetic when he’s working a shift with her at family video because why wouldn’t it. it’s just another minimum wage job. no one their age would care this much. SHOULD care this much

steve usually wouldn’t care at all

he’s never cared about being a model employee at family video. hell, he didn’t even care about it at scoops ahoy

but every time you give him that smug little look, he cares just that little bit more

he sounds insane every time he tries to explain it to robin (and god forbid dustin when he dares to ask why steve looks so mopey all the time) but it’s like you’re deliberately targeting his ego. you know he preens like a peacock in a talent show every time someone falls for his charm

so the fact that his best bet, the one that got him this job in the first place, is under threat from you has his pretty little feathers all ruffled

after a few weeks of staying silent, he tries befriending you to see if that might help, turning his weapon on you

he calls you pet names that would make any one else in hawkins weak in the knees, holds the door for you when he times you coming in for your shift just right, turns that signature Harrington Charm up to 11

but you give him this knowing smile and throw it right back at him

(which, not gonna lie, it’s been a while since someone has made him blush like this and it’s really killing his reputation)

he then tries to ignore you, but the way you deliberately intercept his sales makes it damn near impossible

you’re always right around the corner, always hovering nearby

even when you’re not there, he feels like you are

in his head, making him nervous, thinking every voice with the same pitch might be yours

robin had taken to saying your name on their shared shifts just so that he’d fuck up whatever he was doing for shits and giggles

he even tried going against you head-to-head, but without fail, you beat him every single time

and if he didn’t think it was actually kinda hot he’d be way more pissed than he actually is

eventually, the tension grows so thick that steve thinks he might actually boil himself alive from the inside out

he’s seething with rage! inconsolable! hell hath no fury like a steven scorned-

and then the sweet young lady clutching a bralette to her chest for dear life between the two of you whispers, barely audibly, “do you guys need a minute?”

steve had completely forgotten he was supposed to be making a sale because you’d swooped in with your stupid pretty eyes and your stupid sultry voice and your stupid little grin and made him look like a whiny, blubbering fool. he was still red in the face with the mirror staring back at him

so he does what he should’ve done months ago. he grabs you by the arm and drags you to the break room for a “chat”

“alright, WHAT is your goddamn problem with me? I’ve tried to be nice to you, I’ve tried to give you your space… clearly you have some agenda against me, so what is it? was it my friends? we were assholes in high school, sure, but I’ve changed! I left that crowd years ago. and I’m sorry if I swept in and tried to steal your thunder, but I need this job to get out of this town one day and I’d really appreciate it if you’d just tell me what the deal is”

and for the first time in all the time he’s known you, you actually look… shocked. confused, even, “are… sorry, did I get the signals mixed up? were we not flirting with each other this whole time?”

steve… uh… well

he doesn’t know what to do with that

you look completely sincere

what the fuck

he would’ve said “no” but he’s so embarrassed that he starts to question himself

had he been flirting with you this whole time? more importantly, had you been flirting with him this whole time? was it some unconscious crush masking itself as envy? had he been so focused on your perceived villainy that he hadn’t considered, for even a moment, that you weren’t playing along?

he kinda blabbers a bit, struggling to voice his predicament, “well, I… I mean I thought that you hated me”

you blink, “where in the world did you get that idea?”

“you just seemed like you liked bullying me. stealing my customers and stuff. looking all… smug”

you kind of deflate and it’s unfortunately quite adorable now that steve isn’t blinded by senseless hatred anymore. your frown is the first time he’s seen you look so dejected, “I just thought... I mean, I used to see you flirting the same way with robin at scoops ahoy so I thought that maybe you liked that, you know? since you had a massive crush on her”

“it wasn’t that big of a crush-”

“and then she turned you down so i thought that maybe I might have a chance-”

“she didn’t turn me down, there was a- we mutually turned each other down-”

“but I don’t hate you, steve, honest. I really, really like you actually. I didn’t mean to freak you out”

and then you hold out your hand, the most timid he’s ever seen you do anything, as you ask for a truce

his hand meets yours in a gentle grasp

but all he can think to ask is “I don’t have a type, do I?”

you giggle, “what, people who are completely out of your league?”

had you made that same joke a week ago, steve Might have even been a little upset

but as he slowly processes your confession, his burned ego is immediately soothed

I mean, it was one thing to be bullied by you because you didn’t like him

it was a whole other thing if you actually did have feelings for him

mans isn’t above a little humiliation

“I resent that, but also you... definitely fit the bill, so you might be onto something”

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