can i just say the ending of this movie made me want to jump off a building

proof

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Prompt: Reader is the child of Tony Stark. While talking to Peter one day you discover that Flash is bullying him, and decide to take matters into your own hands by showing up to Liz Allen’s party to put an end to it. 

Requested by: n/a

Warnings: slight spoilers for Homecoming, mild swearing, bullying

Word count: 2,805

Notes: I know this isn’t the exact dialogue as in the movie but I’m just working off my memory so bare with me folks. Also this took me several day to write but I love it, even though the ending is kinda shaky but this is very long and I would enjoy you guys sent in requests! My masterlist is in my bio (it’s almost empty but that’ll change) along with a prompt list you can request off of if you want!

Originally posted by zgallagher

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Peter Parker - Confessions

i thought this was super cute and i hope you guys enjoy it!! 

warnings: kissing and  swearing

word count: 2002

requests are open:))!!

Originally posted by hardyness

sitting in science last period i was trying to keep myself from falling asleep. i could feel my eyes slowly begin to shut as my head was resting on the palm of my hand. peter nudged me as my eyes began to shut completely. i jumped slightly then kicked him under the table, mouthing a few curse words his way. i could see his body vibrating with laughter as my angry face turned to look at the board.

rinnnnnnggggg

the bell sounded and the whole classroom came to life, majority practicality running out of the class. i grabbed my things and followed peter and ned out of the class, we stopped at my locker first i began placing my things back in my locker and grabbed my back pack.

“movie night?” i asked peter a small smile forming on my face once i saw his reaction. his face lit up as a large smile was placed on his face, he nodded his head excitedly as we began making our way to his locker. along the way we lost ned in the crowd of people. peters smile was still on his face when we arrived at his locker.

i love his smile

peter looked at me for a second, his face turned a bright shade of pink and his lips began to twitch up at the ends. “what?” he questioned as he pulled his bag from his locker. “did i say something?” i played dumb with him, i was not going to admit to my best friend of 5 years that i was madly in love with him while he spent all of his time looking at liz completely oblivious to how i feel.

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Flirt (Two)

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genre:
fuckboy!jungkook, college!au, smut?, angst?
words: 3.5k
member: jungkook  (ft. taehyung)

despising jeon jungkook as he hooks up and steals your best friend away from you.

(credits to gif owner for the gif that kills all)

Originally posted by bangtanofarmys

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RESCUE ੭  JAEBUM


Contains : bestfriend!jaebum, tiny bit of violence, SMUT !

Words : + 3,7k

Group : GOT7

Member: Jaebum/Im Jae-bum

Summary : Jaebum comes to rescue you during a horrible date, and one thing leads to another.

Originally posted by daefsoul

A/N : When i posted the ‘coming up’ post for this smut, it got a lot of notes so i hope yall like it and i hope i didn’t desappoint anyone ! You can leave your feedback here !


You took a deep breath, rubbing your temples. You didn’t even know why you were still here, sitting in the uncomfortable chair. Everything was weird and you felt out of place. You were all dressed up, in a fancy dress, your makeup and hair done, thinking that your date was going to take you to a reputed restaurant, but you soon understood that the amazing place he was talking about was just an old rusty bar.

Your date was in the bathroom, leaving you in front of the bar, awkwardly playing with your empty glass.

Sure he was nice, maybe too nice ? He was treating you more like a friend than a possible love interest. Yes, he was kind of cute but all he could talk about was his ex and you couldn’t help but think that he was comparing every single one of your moves with his ex’s.

You sighed, looking around as if someone would help you, but the bar was filled with a bunch of drunk people shouting at a football match. You mentally cursed at yourself for going on this date, but your love life was way too monotone these days. On the other hand, you wished you were in your apartment simply watching a movie, where you wouldn’t embarass yourself.

Your date was taking way too long, you were contemplating leaving the bar, but you felt bad to leave the guy alone without any explanation, and you couldn’t see yourself do something like this.

But what if he was the one who ran away from the horrible date ? Escaping thanks to the back door and leaving you in the most awkward position ever.

Before you could think about it twice, a voice came from behind you.

« Y/N ? », you closed your eyes, silently hoping that the person behind you wasn’t one of your friends, or worst, someone from your class, the situation was already embarassing enough.

You turned around, only to be confronted with the questionning expression on your best friend’s face. You were releaved and anxious at the same time, Jaebum didn’t know that you were going on a date, and he always told you that he had to approve of the guy or girl before anything gets too serious.
He always said it in a joking manner but sometimes you could sense a hint of seriousness in his voice.

Also, you knew he would probably laugh right at your face.

You smiled weakly at him, turning your body to fully face him, « Hi, Jaebum. »

« What are you doing here ? », he asked, taking a wooden chair and sitting next to you, elbows on the counter. He was wearing all black, the colour contrasting with his skin.

« Hm, I-I’m on a date. », you said, carefully watching his reaction. He raised an eyebrow, taking his jacket off.

« Was it that bad ? », he asked, with a laugh. You tilted your head, adjusting your dress, silently telling him to continue talking.

« Well, obviously it went wrong. », he said, taking a sip from his beer, raising the glass to his lips, his arm bulging.

« Hm…. », you cleared your throat, « I’m actually on the date, like, right now. », you said, embarassed, biting your lower lip.

Jaebum nearly shoked on his drink, quickly wiping away a droplet falling from his lips, quietly chuckling against the back of his hand.

« What are you doing dressed like that, in a bar ? », he rapidly asked, putting his drink down.

You sighed, looking at the hallway leading to the bathrooms, before answering, « He told me he was taking to an amazing place, I thought he was taking me to a restaurant or something ! And I got all dressed up and now I’m here an- »

« But where is he ? », Jaebum asked, not letting you finish, eyes wide.

« Bathroom. », you simply answered head falling in your hands.
Jaebum chuckled, claiming you were the only one to get in those types of situation, and you could only agree.

« Do you want us to leave ? », he asked softly after taking another sip, one hand resting on your exposed knee. You really wanted to, but you just felt bad.

« Don’t feel bad if we leave, the guy probably drowned in the toilet. », he said as if he could read your mind, trying to convince you.

« Or, if you want, I can make up an excuse if he comes back in like, 5 minutes. »

You nodded, quietly watching as Jaebum finished his beer, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. You were friends with Jaebum since kindergarten and he quickly became your best friend. Growing up with his was a rollercoaster, he would always come up with ideas to get you both or one of you in trouble, and since then, saving each other’s asses was something pretty common.

He would help you get away from your strict parents, and you would help him with tacky one night stands. But also, moments with him were always memorable or calming.

Lost in your thoughts, your were brought back to reality when Jaebum cleared his throat, eyebrows furrowed, looking behind you. You straightened your back, biting your lips as your date finally came out of the hallway.

His expression was mimicking Jaebum’s as he walked straight up to you. His hand came to your shoulder, holding way to tightly, and before you could say anything, your best friend opened his mouth.

« Sorry to interrupt your date, but Y/N and I are going to leave. Something important came up. », simply said Jaebum, what an amazing excuse. The boy beside you raised his eyebrows, clearly not convinced.

« What’s so important ? Who are you ? », he asked, his hand still tightly gripping your shoulder. 

« I’m her best friend. Something in our house, we need to go, now. », Jaebum insisted, getting up from his chair.

« It’s okay I can bring her back to your house later. »

His hand was keeping you from getting up, making you even more uncomfortable. But you started to panic when you saw Jaebum’s look on his face, clearly not amused.
Over time, you learned that fucking with Jaebum was not a good idea, pushing his buttons always ended up in some bad situations.
You got up, escaping from the boy’s grip, giving him an apologetic smile.

« We’re leaving, that’s it. », harshly said Jaebum, giving you your coat. « I’ll call you later. », you promised.

And God, you wished your date was compliant, but when he grabbed your wrist, pulling hard, Jaebum heard you cry out, and he snapped. 

His own hand grabbed the boy’s arm, « Let her go. », he ordered through gritted teeth, voice low.

You pulled your wrist out of your date’s grip, massaging your skin. Holding Jaebum’s arm, you pulled a little, hoping he would get the hint and leave the bar before he could punch the guy.

Thankfully, Jaebum took his jacket, leaving the bar with you jerking him by his sleeve. The cold hair made you shiver, but you quickly brushed it of, recognizing Jaebum’s car a few steps away.

You knew Jaebum like the back of your hand, and you could feel him fuming beside you, fists clenched. It wasn’t the first time that he was ready to fight someone, you knew how to handle him, but he seemed off.

« Do you want me to drive ? », you asked softly, you tried to take his hand but he just opened the passanger door for you before making his way to the other side. 

He slammed the door shut, before starting the car. You knew he wasn’t mad at you, but you didn’t like seeing him like this. He didn’t say a word during the ride, but by the road he was taking, he was obviously taking you back to his house. Every little thing was making him lose more and more patience, sighing and drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.
The city lights highlighted his clenched jaw, and you couldn’t help but let your hand rest on Jaebum’s thigh. Your gesture was supposed to help him relaxe but it did the exact opposite, his muscle flexing.

The rest of the ride was dead silent, bubbles of anxiety were starting to rise in your stomach, something was strange about Jaebum. His behaviour was even worst, speeding to avoid red lights.

« Jaebum, slow down. », you said, worried, gripping his thigh a bit tighter as he passed a car. He just hummed, taking the last turn to his apartment.
He parked in his spot, exiting the car and slamming the door shut once again. 

You followed him silently, knowing the path to his door by heart. You inhaled, someone was probably cooking something, the smell making your mouth water.

Jaebum quickly climbed the stairs. With you following behind and the bright neon lights of the building, you noticed the fabric of his leather jacket streching between his shoulder blades, giving you an idea.

When you both finally arrived at Jaebum’s floor, he opened the door, letting you enter first. He quickly shut all the lights in the hallway of the building before closing the heavy wooden door.

Your best friend’s apartment was like a second house to you, you could probably walk blindfolded without a problem. You couldn’t count how many sleepless nights you spent here, playing games, watching movies or just enjoying each other’s presence in silence.

One of his cats gracefully walked towards you, passing between your legs, letting you pet his head before walking straight to Jaebum.

« You can check in the kitchen if there’s anything you want to eat. », he offered, squatting to pet his cat.

« I’m good, but do you want some hot chocolate ? », you asked. When Jaebum was in a bad mood, hot chocolate was always one of the ways to brighten his mood.

« No, I’m okay. I’m going to get change, you can start a movie. », he informed, making his way to his bedroom. While doing so, he took his shirt off, letting you see his back, he was so tense you could actually see it. You sighed, colapsing on the couch, but the idea you previously had while climbind the stairs come to your mind once again.

You rubbing your hands together, crossing your legs. Nora, another one of Jaebum’s cat jumped into your lap, rubbing her head in your neck.
You sat quietly, caressing the animal’s fur, the only thing breaking the silence being the cat’s mew and the tap being opened.

You heard Jaebum’s footsteps, entering the room. He was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants, the only thing on his chest being the white towel on his shoulders. He was drying his slightly wet hair, leaving them messy and thrown back.

He gave you a confused look when he saw that the tv wasn’t on, walking towards the remote control before you stopped him.

« Jaebum. », you softly called. He hummed, looking at you patting the spot in front of you. Eyebrows raised, he sat, making his cat leave your lap, he faced you.
« Turn around. », you asked, and he got it, turning around and removing his towel. Your hands immediatly went to his shoulders, massaging the muscle. You were used to give Jaebum massages, after stressful exams or intense dance practices.

A pleased sigh escaped from Jaebum’s lips, his head tilted to the side. « Your hands are cold. », he whined.

« Sorry. », you chuckled, « You’re really tense. », you added, worried.

He just hummed, acknowledging your remarc without giving a reponse. You could feel the knot under your fingers trying to easy it up.
Your digits were working up to the space where his neck and shoulders met, a moan running down his lips.

« Tell me if I’m spressing too hard. », you whispered, getting closer to his face. You noticed that his eyes were screwed shut, another quiet sigh leaving his lips.

« You’re doing amazing. », he moaned, the compliment making bubbles rise in your stomach.

You fingers worked along his shoulders and neck, and soon enough, Jaebum moved his shoulders in a circular motion, a final sigh leaving his mouth.
He ran his fingers in his hair, turning to face you.

« May I return the favour ? », he ask, a lazy smile on his face. You turned around, somehow eager to feel his fingers on your skin. 

« Wait, I have to unzip the back. », you said, quickly realizing that you were wearing a dress.

Before your hand could reach the zipper, you felt Jaebum grab the fabric of your dress, pulling the zipper down, his fingertips lightly tracing your vertical column, making you shiver.

His breath was ghosting over the skin of your shoulders, maybe it was just your imagination, but Jaebum’s breath got caught when he saw the fine black lingerie underneath your dress.

Just like yours, his fingers started working on your shoulders and neck, but when his digits worked on the spot where your date grabbed you, you couldn’t help but whine a little.

« Sorry. », he mumbled, but before you could brush it off, his lips came in contact with your skin, leaving a single, innocent kiss. You gasped, his lips were still dangerously close to your skin and without thinking, your fingers tangled in his hair.

Everything happened so quickly. One moment, your best friend was giving you a simple massage, after you gave him one to help him relax, and now he was eagerly kissing down the side of your neck, his fingers now traveling down your sides.

« Jaebum. », you sighed, the feeling of his lips was driving you crazy, he wouldn’t let them long enough on your skin for you to appreciate the feeling, leaving you craving for more.

A moan fell out of your mouth when his lips met a particular spot, he started sucking on it, leaving a purple mark. Another moan escaped from your lips, your body relaxing against his torso.

« Come here kitten. », he asked nibbling at your skin, one hand resting on your thigh.

You turned around, Jaebum’s face still burried in your neck. Rapidly, you sat on his lap, as his hands traveled down to the small of your back, pushing down the fabric of your dress.

« Jaebum. », you called. You were craving to feel his lips on yours, just the thought of it making bubbles rise in your stomach. You had kissed Jaebum once or twice, by accident or because of dare, but it obviously felt so different now.

« Jaebum. », you whined, calling him again, seeing that he wouldn’t leave your neck before marking you. Finally, he looked up, the tip of his nose tracing your jawline.
His lips ghosted over yours, the feeling disappearing as soon as it appeared. A smile made his you on his face when he heard you whine again. You decided to take matters into your own hands, grabbing his jaw before crashing your lips into Jaebum’s.

And it felt so different from every other kiss you ever had, his lips were soft but so aggressive, biting and licking.

When you darted your tongue out, it was as if Jaebum stopped containing himself. A grown came out of his lips as his hands became more adventurous, slipping his hands under your dress hanging on your hips.

You got the hint, getting up to let him take your dress off. He detached his lips from yours, breath irregular, slidding the fabric off, leaving you in your underwear.
It’s not like Jaebum never saw you in your underwear, but he never looked at you liked that, almost devouring you with his eyes cloudy with lust.

His lips went back to your collarbones, and your body instantly reacted, bucking your hips. Jaebum moaned, his hands going back to your ass, pushing your body into his.
You tried to muffle a loud moan when he took your hips in his hands, making you grind on him.

« Just like that. », he moaned, voice low, as he guided you with his hands. You could feel him against your heat, and he was hard. The only things separating you were his sweatpants and your underwear but even with those things, the pleasure was overwhelming. You didn’t know if you ever felt so sensitive, but your rapid heartbeats told you it was because of Jaebum, because it was him.

One of his hands traveled from your thigh to your knee, before he started to kiss you again. Suddently, his digits ghosted over your panties, feeling the wet spot that was starting to form, making you gasp.

You stopped moving your hips, hoping that Jaebum would finally touch you where you needed him the most.

« What is it ? », he chuckled, amused by the situation.

« Jaebum, please. », you breathed. He was playing with the hem panties, pulling at it before letting it slap back. Your head fell backwards when his fingers started to rub circles on your clit, not letting you the time to breath.

« Fuck, you look so good. », breathed Jaebum through gritted teeth. You could only moan, rolling your hips into his hand.
« So wet. »
, he noticed, finally letting two of his fingers enter your pussy.

A cry escaped from your lips, filling the silent living room. However, Jaebum didn’t move his fingers, silently watching in awe as your chest rose and fell with every irregular breath.

Finally, he started to pump his fingers up and down in a steady pace, not giving you any time. His name was falling from your lips like a prayer, begging him to go faster.

Your own hands gripped his bare shoulders, your head dropping in his neck. You tried to muffle your moans, kissing and sucking on his skin.
He groaned, his digits thrusting in a slow but deep pace.

Soon enough, your felt the familiar knot in your stomach, ready to explode. Your breath got caught in your throat, a thin layer on sweat forming on your skin.

Your body started to move alongside Jaebum’s fingers, moving up and down, trying to reach your climax. But all at once, you lost every ounce of pleasure, making you gasp. Jaebum’s hand was on your hip, preventing you from riding his fingers.
He was holding them in front of his lips, chassing your eyes before taking them in his mouth, moaning at the taste.

« Jaebum. », you whined, rolling your hips into his, feeling his hard cock underneath the soft fabric of his sweatpants.

« Fuck. », he hissed. Eyes filled with lust, he hooked his fingers in your panties. You got up on your knees, letting the boys take it off, your heart beating quicker.

Your hands went on Jaebum’s torso, letting your fingertips drag along on the soft skin, before coming in contact with the hem of his underwear.

The outline of his cock was visible underneath it, and all you wanted to do was to focus on him.

A thin layer of sweat was also noticeable on his chest, rising and falling in an uneven rhythm.

You licked your lips, pulling at his sweatpants and eagearly taking his cock in your hand. Jaebum breath stopped, before letting out a sigh. Your thumb teased his tip, pre-cum leaking from it.

« Stop. », he hissed, taking your chin between his fingers. « We can do that another time. », he breathed.

His hands went back on your ass, head dropping back in your neck, « Ride me. »

And that’s all you needed. Guiding his shaft to you entrance, you slowly started to sink on his cock.
Jaebum moaned, head thrown back on the couch. A sigh left your lips, you were still sensitive, rediscovering the pleasure that Jaebum’s fingers were providing you a few moments later, but it was even more intense.

A few locks of hair were resting on Jaebum’s closed eyes, your hand softly tugged them back, making him open his eyes.
They were dark, looking directly at you.

His hand grabbed yours, intertwining your fingers with his and giving support while you started to bounce. His arm locked in the small of your back, he was keeping you close, he needed to feel your skin as closely as possible.

Groans and moans were filling the room as both of you were chassing your highs. Jaebum couldn’t help but buck his hips, hitting a particuliar spot, making you at his hair.

A groan came out of his chest, alongside a serie of « fuck »’s as he breathed heavely.
The boy’s throat was exposed, and you could’nt resist but let your lips travel all the way until you met his bobbing Adam’s apple, sucking near it.

« Baby. », Jaebum called. You could only moan in responce, unable to form proper words. 

« Faster, please. », he begged, whining.

You never saw Jaebum like that, so vulnerable, chest rising and falling, chicks slightly red, hair messy, eyelids heavy.
You did as told, using your remaining strength to lift yourself yp and slam back down, the sound of skin against each other filling the room.
Breathy moans were heard from both of you, your legs were started to burn but you were so close, so close.

« I’m gonna cum. », you moaned, your nails dragging down his torso. A loud moan tumbled from Jaebum’s lips as your walls clenched around him. His hand sneaked between your bodies, rubbing circles on your clit, helping you reach your climax.

And when you did, the knot in your stomach finally exploding, it wash over you, your vision blurred, all you could focus on was Jaebum and his moans, more and more breathy and frequent.

He reached his high just after you, a loud and final moan coming from his lips, leaving him breathless and numb, one one his hand came to his forehead.

Your head fell on the boy’s torso, trying to catch your breath. All you could hear was his own ragged breath and the pounding of your heart, and you only smiled when you felt his heart beating as fast as yours.

Your hands were still intertwined, his lips softly kissed your knuckles, before murmuring a soft, « I love you. »

A Real Villain

Request: Could you write a one-shot where Peter finds out your boyfriend is abusive but can’t say anything because he found out while Spider-Man?

A/N: So I haven’t been in an abusive relationship before so I hope I wrote this somewhat accurately? #I also never proofread so hit me up if you find any mistakes or anything.

Warnings: Abusive Relationship

Word Count: 1854

Part 2  //  Part 3  //  Part 4 

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Once upon a time, you had a happy relationship with your boyfriend. He would kindly ask you on dates, bring you flowers when he knocked on your door, and kiss you goodnight when he dropped you off at home.

You loved him, you really did. You knew your friends didn’t like him, but he tried his best to be friendly around them. Eventually he just stopped hanging around you when you were with your friends.

Your boyfriend, Justin (Idk this name just popped into my head), would sometimes overreact to things. He didn’t really like it when he knew you had been with your friends and were late to meet him for a date. He also didn’t really like it when you spent time alone with Peter. He didn’t really let you. You didn’t like the idea of not spending time with Peter alone, but you were still able to see him in class and at lunch.  

Justin would sometimes hit you if he was really upset. He once found out you were alone with Peter in your bedroom, and he had hit you the next time you were alone. He apologized afterwards. Justin told you that he had overreacted and promised he would never do it again.

That’s what he always said though. You truly loved him, so you always forgave him. You believed he truly loved you, so you truly believed him when he said he would never hurt you again.

Sometimes, Peter would still show up at your house late at night. You would always spend the first few minutes trying to get him to leaving, knowing Justin would be displeased with Peter’s presence in your bedroom late at night, but Peter would refuse to leave, telling you he missed his best friend and that you should break up with Justin.

You would always tell Peter that you loved Justin and that you weren’t going to break up with him. Eventually, Peter would drop the topic, knowing it would just make you angry.

The only other times you really saw Peter was at lunch. He sat across from you and Michelle. Lunch was your favourite time of day. It was really the only time you got to see all your friends.

One day, you had a late night movie date planned with Justin, Peter had come over after school to help you finish your lab report, but after the two of you had finished your work Peter ended up sticking around.

You and Peter were goofing around in your bedroom when suddenly your mom shouted up to you “Justin’s here!”

You froze.

“Peter you have to leave. Now,” you ordered.

“What?”

“Peter. Leave. Now,”

There was a knock at your bedroom door.

“Y/N?” Justin said from the other side of the door.

“Can I come in?” Justin asked.

“Just a minute! I’m getting changed. I’ll be right out,”

“Please Peter, just climb out my window or hide in my closet. Justin can’t see you here,” you whispered

Peter stared at you for a second “Does he hurt you, Y/N?”

You froze.

“Y/N, does he hurt you?” Peter repeated.

“Please, please just leave,” you begged.

Peter looked at the fear in your eyes and eventually nodded. He grabbed his backpack and headed towards your fire escape.

You watched Peter climb down the fire escape, as soon as he was far enough down, you turned towards your mirror. You smoothed down your hair and clothes, and reapplied your lipstick.

After you made Peter leave, he was skeptical as to whether you were really okay. He knew something was going on with Justin. Peter decided he would put on his suit and kindly follow you on your date. He just wanted to make sure you were safe.

You opened your bedroom door and walked out into the living room where Justin was sitting and talking to your mother.

“Oh, Y/N did Peter still here? I didn’t see him leave,” your mother said.

You didn’t dare look at Justin.

“He left hours ago. He just helped me finish my chemistry lab report and went home,” you lied.

You turned to look at Justin, you could see he was fuming on the inside.

You smiled at him, “Ready to go, babe?”

He gave your mom a small smile and then got up and placed a forceful hand on the small of your back and led your outside.

When you got outside you decided to finally speak after a completely silent walk out of the building.

“Where are you taking me tonight?” You asked

Justin was silent for a moment. You looked up at him and say his clenched jaw, and clenched fists.

“I can’t believe you had Peter over. Alone n your room of all places,”

“He was just helping me with homework, Justin. Nothing happened. Nothing ever happens,”

Justin reached down and grabbed your wrist. He tightened his grip on you and started walking faster.

“Justin, slow down, your hurting me,” you said.

Justin stopped In his tracks and dragged your around in front of him.

“Really, Y/N? This hurts?” Justin said, tightening his grip on your wrist.

“It hurts me when you see Peter behind my back. This is how I feel when you see him, knowing how much I hate it when you do,” he said, emphasizing his grip on you.

You could feel the tears welling in your eyes, and a lump forming in your throat.

“Please,” you begged.

Little did you know that Peter was indeed following you. He was sitting on the roof of your building, listening to what has happening. He knew he had to swoop in and stop Justin from hurting you.

Justin was still tightly gripping your wrist, explaining how much you had hurt him when suddenly there was a web across his mouth and Spiderman landed on the sidewalk a few meters away from you.

“You know, you really shouldn’t hit your girlfriend,”

Justin let go of your wrist and tried to pry the web off his mouth.

You backed up so your back was up against the wall of your apartment building.

“Are you alright, miss?” Spiderman asked you.

You nodded, holding your wrist in your hand.

“Listen dude, you really should leave her alone. You have no right to touch her,” Spiderman said to Justin.

Justin used all his might to pull of the web.

“She’s my girlfriend. I have every right,”

“Oh see, that’s where your wrong. Haven’t you ever heard of consent? Or, I don’t know, treating a girl right?”

“Oh fuck off, Spiderman. You don’t know anything about our relationship. You have no right to butt in like this,”

“Again with being wrong. If you plan on hurting this girl, or any girl, i’m going to intervene. Never lay your hands on her again,”

Spiderman webbed Justin’s hands together, and then webbed over his mouth again.

“You should go home, miss. I’ll take care of him,” Spiderman told you.

You nodded, and headed towards the entrance to your apartment buildings, not daring looking back.

After you left, Peter knew he couldn’t exactly take Justin to the police, knowing that he wouldn’t be arrested without a report from Y/N. So he decided to teach Justin a lesson.

He went home that night, not regretting hurting Justin. Well, he didn’t hurt him too much, but enough so Justin knew he meant business. He couldn’t sleep knowing that you were in love with that absolute ass. He knew he had to talk to you about it, but he also knew you wouldn’t open up to Peter.  

Luckily, the next day you didn’t have school and you wouldn’t have to face Justin.

You had planned on staying in bed all day. It was already the afternoon when you heard a knock at your window. You quickly turned over in bed and you were face to face with Spiderman.

You jumped out of bed and walked over to open your window.

“Can I come in?” Spiderman asked.

You nodded, moving aside to allow Spiderman to enter your bedroom.

“Did you break up with him?” He asked.

“No,”

“Why not?”

“I love him,” you said.

Spiderman took his face in his hands, and ran his hands over his head.

“Really? Y/N, he beats you. How much can you really love that?”

“How do you know my name?” You asked.

“Is that really the most important thing? Your boyfriend beats you and you stay with him. How can you love that, Y/N? How can you love someone who gets off on hurting you?”

You sat down on your bed with tears welling in your eyes.

“Get out,” you said.

“What?” Spiderman said.

“Get out!” You ordered.

Spiderman looked at you for a second, before obeying your request, and climbing into your fire escape and swinging away.

You sat on your bed crying, for what seemed like forever when you eventually picked up you phone and called Peter.

You knew you shouldn’t be seeing Peter, but he was the only one besides Spiderman who ‘knew’ about Justin hurting you.

Peter came over almost immediately when you had called.

He opened your bedroom door and saw you lying in bed crying.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?”

“I’m so stupid” you muttered, starting to cry harder.

Peter came and sat on the edge of your bed. You reached over and grabbed his hand.

“Come lay with me,”

You moved over, allowing room for Peter to slip into your bed with you.

You brought yourself closer to Peter and lied your head on his chest. Peter wrapped an arm around you and wiped away a tear.

“I can’t believe I’m so stupid,”

“You’re not stupid, Y/N,”

“Yes I am Peter! He hits me! I have bruises! If Spiderman hadn’t’ve saved me last night I’d honestly probably be dead on the road right now,” you cried.

“Please break up with him. You deserve so much more than him. You deserve someone who will love you unconditionally and who will always be there for you. Someone who will let you have friends and not hurt you when you spend time with someone other than them,”

“I don’t know how to break up with him. What if he tries to hurt me again?”

“I’ll be there for you Y/N. I’ll come with you. I’ll be right by your side the entire time,”

“Can we just lay here for a while?”

“Of course,” Peter placed a light kiss on your forehead.

You knew you would have to break up wit Justin eventually, and you knew that Peter would be there for your no matter what. You just knew you didn’t deserve Peter.

don't || stiles stilinski

word count: 4755

warnings: angst

prompt: based on 1x07 (Night School)

author’s note: i just want to thank @themadkingx for proof-reading this for me! i’ve been talking to her for a couple of days and she’s so sweet! also thank you @sarcasticallystilinski for the gif! (not my gif)

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Deep Down (Bucky x Reader)

Hello ducklings, this is my entry for @bucky-plums-barnes writing challenge. I hope you enjoy!

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Prompt: 59. “And now we don’t have to compete with each other. We can focus on making you happy.”

Warnings: some angst, mostly fluff, a few swears, self-esteem issues

Word count: 2000


It was no easy task for you to be part of something as large as the Avengers.

The work was difficult and tiring.  You hardly got any more than five or six hours of sleep every day. You were pushed to the limits of your strength, both mental and physical, all the time, often resulting in painful injuries and even snide remarks from those around you. You were trusted with secrets that were able to kill, and information that could save millions of lives or destroy them.

But it was all worth it.

It was worth it when a smile lit up the face of a small child that you had just saved from a collapsing building. It was worth it to see the gratitude etched on the face of the elderly couple that you had protected with your own body from the enemy. It was worth it to see innocent people alive thanks to you.

Of course, there were other perks too. Such as peeking on the guys at the shower and seeing all those firm, muscular butts. Or the biceps. Or luscious locks. Or how the cybernetic arm looked, glistening with water droplets, the gears whirring quietly-

Okay, so maybe you were just peeking on one guy in particular. Big deal.

You couldn’t resist, really. James Buchanan Barnes looked so good that he made you drool. Not to mention that he had the personality of a thousand stars and could charm the socks off the most grumpy person in the galaxy.

But you knew that was all a cover. You knew that he was, in reality, lost and confused. Everyone threw their expectations at him without realizing it (you were such a charmer you were always the best in sports you always enjoyed gory stories you loved pranking people everyone loved you). You could see he was trying his best, but didn’t think it was enough.

Those thoughts whirled in your head as you sat in the Avengers conference room, pretending to listen to Steve discuss illegal weapon trade. You  tried to pay attention but you’ve heard all of it before, so it wasn’t long before your mind began to wander. That’s how you ended up looking at, and thinking about, Bucky Barnes.

You shook yourself out of your thoughts when you saw Bucky smirk and roll his eyes at you, showing that he’s equally not interested in the meeting. You grinned and made a face, propping your feet up on the table.

“-and so… are there any questions before we head off to the beach?”

You jumped and looked at Steve in confusion.

“The beach? We’re going to the beach?”

Steve gave you a funny look. “Yeah, I talked about it a few minutes ago. Were you not paying attention again?”

Blushing in embarrassment, you shook your head. Steve sighed.

During the repetition of the details, you found Bucky smirking at you again, blue eyes blinking in amusement. He shook his head, a grin gracing his lips.

In other words, this went just about as it usually did.

You were always distracted.

It was an hour before you were finally ready and packed. Slinging your beach bag over your shoulder, you started to head downstairs, but something intrigued you. Bucky’s door was ajar, like never before. Coming closer, you peeked through the opening and saw the man sitting on his bed, his head in his hands, still dressed in long clothes and nowhere near ready to go.

You knocked on the door softly, clearing your throat. Bucky looked up immediately, his wary eyes softening when he sees it’s you. He sighed deeply, looking down once again.

“Come in.”

Nodding, you walked in slowly, closing the door behind you, and sat beside the brunet. Glancing at him, you let a small, inviting smile grace your lips.

“You don’t look very excited for our little getaway…”

Bucky shrugged, bunching the hem of his shirt up and gripping it with his left arm.

“I’m not sure I’ll like it. The beach is… is a place for normal people. I will never fit in.”

Sadness swept over your eyes as you took in his words, your heart stuttering in sorrow.

“Why would you say this, Bucky?”

Bucky grunted in frustration, tearing his eyes away from his hands and looking at you. “Have you seen me? I look like something out of a horror movie! And God forbid that there would be any kids at the beach. This-” he pointed to his covered left arm, “-is terrifying. And my scars are even worse. No one would want to willingly look at me. What’s the point of me leaving the compound? I’d much rather stay. Down here, I can keep pretending I’m just a cocky asshole, the same as I was before the war. I’ve done enough harm as it is, no need to do any more by scaring people away.” He chuckled humourlessly and turned away even more. “Sorry. Forget I said any of this. You shouldn’t care, anyway. It doesn’t matter.” His back shuddered slightly.

Your breath got caught in your throat at his harsh, self-criticizing words, tears burning in your eyes. The worst thing was that you knew Bucky didn’t come up with all of this on his own. Someone had told him that, someone had made him think he was worthless.

It shattered your heart into millions of pieces.

Clearing your throat, you fought back the angry tears and moved closer to Bucky, prying his hands gently away from the material of his shirt, the fabric stretched so much that it looked to be seconds away from ripping. Kneeling in front of him, you looked into his dark, hurt and angry eyes.

Smoothing out your thumbs over the palms of his hands, you whispered, “hey. Don’t say this, Bucky. I don’t believe any of those things about you. You’re sweet, and kind, and funny. But even more so than this, you’re a good man. You think of others before you think of yourself. You wouldn’t even hesitate to give your life to protect other people.” A single tear slipped down your cheek. “And I do care. I care so fucking much about you, Bucky, that it hurts. It hurts to see you like this, it hurts to know that the man I love the most thinks he’s worthless, when in fact he’s exactly the opposite.”

You were too far gone to realize what you have just said, but Bucky reacted instantly. He jerked his hands away, his breathing ragged and his eyes wide, full of disbelief and hurt.

“W-why would you… I can’t… I don’t understand…” He tore at his hair, then went completely still as a thought came to him. “Why would you… laugh at me like this? You know how I feel about you… n-no need to shove it in my face, no need to make fun of it…”

You stared at him in shock and confusion. “What?” Soon, your eyes widened as your words came back to you. “No!”

Pushing yourself close to him, you looked him straight in the eyes. “James Buchanan Barnes, you need to stop doubting.” In a moment of confidence, you surged forward and pressed your lips to his.

Time seemed to slow down. You could feel every detail on Bucky’s lips, every small ridge and curve. Your entire body felt like it was melting, your eyes shut tight and your senses closed off to everything except Bucky.

After what seemed like hours of hesitation, you felt his arms wrap slowly around you, his lips molding perfectly into yours as he kissed you back. You felt electricity surge through your body, your mind going blank.

This was the most amazing feeling in the world.

It seemed like mere seconds before you pulled away. Your eyes searched Bucky’s, which were now soft and loving, and hopeful. You smiled, putting a hand on his cheek.

“I love you, Bucky. You’re perfect just the way you are. Your arm and your scars show that you have lived. That you’re a hero. You shouldn’t be ashamed, because you’re amazing just because you’re you.”

Bucky smiled bashfully, his cheeks a dark, rosy colour as he looked down at your hand which was still holding his. “Thank you, (Y/n)… I don’t know what I’d do without you. I love you so damn much…”

You smiled. Life was absolutely amazing, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“-and now we don’t have to compete with each other. We can focus on making you happy”, you say as you bandage Bucky’s right foot. “Not to mention that this was incredibly dumb. To think that you didn’t even wanna come here, yet here we are, with you injuring yourself because you were showing off. Amazing.”

Bucky grinned sheepishly, pushing his hair away from his eyes. “I just really wanted to show you that I’m better than you.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes playfully. “It’s just volleyball, Buck! Which you can’t even play anymore until you’re properly healed up.”

The beach was amazing. Tony had taken all of you to Lumahai Beach, Kauai, Hawaii, a cleverly secluded and completely stunning stretch of beach along the North Shore. The team had lots of fun playing in the sand, swimming and messing around, all of which had culminated in a massive game of volleyball, with Tony, Rhodey, Natasha and you on one side, then Bucky, Wanda, Clint and Vision on the other. Sam sat this one out, busying himself with taking photos of Bucky in embarrassing positions to piss him off with later.

All was well, until Bucky made it clear that he wants to compete with you. Every time you served, he’d strike the ball with such force that your team didn’t have a chance. Every time you tried to hit the ball onto the other side, he’d wait just opposite you, hitting the ball over as soon as it crossed the net.

This went on until Bucky tried showing off to you and jumped too close to one of the poles holding up the net. He miscalculated the distance and his foot smashed into the hook on the side of the pole, resulting in a large and painful cut spreading over three quarters of his foot.

This is why you were currently sitting in the shade of the tress, Bucky in a beach chair as you disinfected and bandaged up his injured foot.

Standing up once again, you fixed your black bikini top as you nodded to his foot. “All done.”

Bucky grinned and folded his arms over his bare chest, still quite shy of being seen this exposed despite your words of encouragement. “Thanks, doll. You’re an angel.”

You nodded sarcastically. “Sure. Scoot your cute ass over, I wanna sit beside you.”

Bucky cocked an eyebrow. “Why don’t you sit on my lap instead, (Y/n)?” He joked.

Smirking, you shrugged. “Why not?” Unceremoniously, you sat on his lap, crossing your legs over. You felt Bucky tense behind you and release a shaky, surprised breath.

“I… did not expect that.”

You laughed loudly and turned to him, tilting his chin up with your thumb. “Oh, you should get ready for much more to come.” When you kissed him, you could almost feel your heart jumping in a happy rhythm, even more so when Bucky kissed back with just as much passion as you.

The moment was cut short when something was dropped onto Bucky’s face. The brunet grunted, pulling away and picking up the object. It was a photograph.

A photograph of Bucky’s face when he injured himself, in fact, which closely resembled that of a terrified cat. Behind you, Sam laughed loudly in glee.

“Watch your back next time, Barnes!”

You laughed as Bucky rolled his eyes and swore under his breath.

In your eyes, Bucky was perfect just the way he was.

Ooh, baby, do you know what that’s worth?
Ooh, heaven is a place on earth


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Beauty And The Buck

Requested by: Anonymous
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Pairing: Reader x Bucky
Word Count: 1.7K
Warnings: Angst, fluff, swearing

A/N: Sorry this took so long to write and post!

“What’re you watching?” you jump as the gruff voice sounds through the dark living room. Your heart begins to race before you even turn around to confirm who was standing behind the couch. It was Bucky, you would know that voice anywhere.

Glancing over your shoulder, you give the super soldier a small smile, “Tangled,” you inform him, “I’d ask you to join but it’s almost done,” you curse yourself, watching a movie with Bucky would be a perfect way to get to know your crush better,

“It’s really good quality,” Bucky keeps his eyes locked on the huge tv, while you keep your eyes locked on him. It was dark in the lounge room, the only source of light coming from the tv, but you can see that he’s tired; bloodshot eyes and dark circles giving it away.

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The Old College Try: Part 2 (Lin/Reader college roommate!AU)

Summary: You spent the summer before your freshman year of college thinking your roommate was going to be a girl named Lin. When you get to campus, that’s not what you find.

Part Two: In which there are crayon contracts and costume parties, but definitely no jealousy.

Note: Sorry this took me so long to get out! Now that the story is completely outline, it should flow a lot faster. I’m pretty sure this is Part 2 out of 4.

You can find Part One here!

You can find Part Three here!

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Rating: T

Words: 4021

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REQUEST: What if the reader is a heartbreaker(maybe she’s famous too) and everyone is telling Sebastian that he should stay away and all that, but at the end she is just heartbroken and Sebastian is the one who heals her (too much Nicholas Spark I know) 💕

WARNINGS: angst…. and then some FLUFF

AUTHOR’S NOTE: okay look ONE i apologize for yesterday’s fic lmao i didn’t think so many of you would feel hurt. my baaaaaad. so i’m making it up with this one.

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You were intoxicating. You oozed confidence and beauty. You charmed everyone that you came into contact with, stealing their hearts and making them trip over their own words.

But Sebastian was different though. He was smooth as ice. He never once stuttered or blushed under your gaze. He held his chin up high and always had a smirk on his face when with you, his eyes challenging you every time you tried to one up him with your sassy retorts.

Pictures of the two of you were all over the Internet some time later. Your friends called and texted you, asking if you had gotten any from him. While Sebastian’s party warned him that you weren’t any good, that he should stay very far away from you.

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Walking down the hallway at school was becoming torturous. 

The words made Bill grit his teeth and become more animal than man.


Oh, Stan Uris, isn’t he beautiful? 

I’d love to ask him out!

He smiled at me in chem and I nearly fainted! 


It was the boys that pissed him off the most.

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camboys a.u. pt 2 

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on cam was their play time, but their most intimate moments were for their eyes only. tyler and josh were laying on the couch, watching movies and just enjoying each other’s company on their free day. josh was sitting up and tyler was laying on his side with his head in josh’s lap. josh was barely focused on ‘dumb and dumber’, too distracted by how adorably sleepy and angelic tyler looked. he was falling asleep from josh rubbing his back. josh grinned, because when he stopped, tyler squirmed as if to say please don’t stop

“what is it, baby?” josh asked knowingly. josh’s hand was now resting on tyler’s shoulder, thumb rubbing in slow little circles. tyler let out an impatient sigh, then turned his head to bite at josh’s thigh through his sweats. 

“hey! use your words, you’re not a puppy.” josh laughed, pushing tyler’s head away playfully. if he were honest, the biting caused his dick to jump. he’s been doing so well for the past hour, ignoring how tyler’s head was in such close proximity to it. 

“yes i am” tyler said matter-of-factly. he rolled onto his back to make eyes at josh, putting his hands up like paws and panting with his tongue sticking out. josh snorted and ruffled tyler’s hair. his other hand was resting on tyler’s stomach over his loose tank. 

“you know my weaknesses” josh confessed, and tyler giggled, biting his lip. josh continued rubbing tyler’s stomach and paid attention to the movie again. tyler hummed happily, closing his eyes and basking in the sensations of josh’s touch. josh would accidentally go under his shirt to feel bare skin, or rub lower until his fingers grazed the hem of tyler’s briefs, getting more soft whimpers out of tyler. 

“tyler, that’s distracting. is there something you want to say?” josh asked. tyler grabbed josh’s hand and guided it under his briefs, encouraging josh to wrap his hand around his already hard cock. 

“can you rub me here, daddy?” tyler asked while gazing into josh’s eyes, a small smirk on his lips. he licked them when josh’s hand began moving. 

“ohh! so that’s what you wanted” josh teased, gripping more firmly. tyler squeaked as josh thumbed at his tip, finding it to be very wet. tyler moaned, rolling his hips up as josh pumped him. josh stopped and tyler fought back a whine. 

“what do daddies do to little boys who don’t wait??” josh asked, his fingers gently stroking tyler’s cheek as a sharp contrast to his firm tone. josh wanted to kiss the pretty, desperate look right off tyler’s face. 

“they get spanked” tyler answered softly after a brief silence, then chewed on his bottom lip as josh’s intense eyes stared into his. tyler knew he’d have to count at least 10, and they’d get harder each time until tyler would be crying. josh wouldn’t let him rut against his thigh, so it almost always ended in a ruined orgasm and a red, sore ass. 

“that’s right” josh replied. he continued by shoving tyler’s briefs down far enough to pull his pretty, flushed cock out. 

josh wordlessly brought his fingers to tyler’s mouth. tyler gathered spit for josh to scoop off his tongue, then josh pumped tyler’s cock in his hand, building up a pace. tyler let out filthy moans, adding to the wet, slick sounds as the warmth in his gut built. he tried to relax, but it was only getting more intense. the sleepiness lowered his self control and he felt about ready to tip over. 

“mmh…so good, daddy” tyler said between moans. tyler’s voice was getting to josh, making him ache. he palmed himself, then pulled tyler’s shirt up to his neck and began stroking up and down tyler’s stomach and chest. 

“oohh…fuck!” tyler nearly screamed. josh could tell he was close by the way his hot little body writhed and hips twitched, threatening to betray josh’s orders. josh sped up his hand movements, beating him off in every sense. 

“cl-close, so fucking close….ahh” tyler barely managed to get out. josh watched the way tyler’s eyes squeezed shut, and the way his tongue slid over his lips. he loved to see him fall apart, so he kept jerking him and started teasing his exposed nipples. he knew tyler was sensitive, and the combination had tyler literally shaking and gasping for breaths. 

“JOSH josh, please” tyler begged, sounding so needy. josh couldn’t help a low chuckle. 

“who?” josh asked, continuing to stroke his cock up and down but at a slower pace. tyler was leaking copious amounts of precum, making the slide easier and the sounds more wet. 

“da…ddy mmmmm” tyler mumbled incoherently, but josh caught it and smiled. 

“go ahead, baby boy. cum all over yourself, right in front of me” josh encouraged, voice low and husky. he continued purposefully teasing his nipples, and tyler keened high before spilling over josh’s fist, taking deep breaths and moaning from unspeakable amounts of pleasure. most of it sprayed up his chest and stomach, but josh was able to milk a few more thick drops. 

“you made such a naughty mess, ty” josh teased, before dipping his finger in tyler’s cum. tyler stared, mesmerized at how josh licked it off his finger. tyler ran his fingers through some, tasting himself for josh, then rubbing the rest of it in. 

“thank you” tyler practically purred, and josh smiled, affectionately running his non-cummy fingers through tyler’s hair. 

“no problem. i love taking care of my pet” josh teased. tyler nodded in agreement, then rolled onto his stomach and shifted to his knees to french kiss josh. tyler always loved tasting himself mixed with the taste of josh’s mouth. he wanted to focus his attention on pleasuring josh, so he hovered his delicate fingers over the tent in his sweats. he lightly started teasing the head of his cock, gripping it more firmly through the cloth. 

“mmmph” josh moaned into tyler’s mouth, causing ty to smile against his lips. 

“my turn to take care of you, daddy” tyler said seductively. josh didn’t hesitate placing his hand on the back of tyler’s head when he pulled out josh’s achingly hard cock. he pressed soft, open-mouthed kisses to the tip and kept josh on edge, licking up his shaft and swirling his tongue around the head. he flicked his tongue underneath before taking the first few inches in his mouth, sucking while working his hand on the rest. josh laid his head back and kept his hand on tyler’s head as his entire cock was engulfed by tyler’s mouth. tyler made the prettiest gagging sounds before pulling off with a ‘pop’ and looking up at josh’s expression. he continued pumping josh in his hand while checking out the rest of his daddy’s gorgeous body. josh noticed tyler starting to push his shirt up, so he quickly got rid of it for him. tyler kissed from his naval and down his happy trail, then across his v-line. josh bucked his hips up, sliding his cock along tyler’s cheek and tyler got the hint, latching onto his cock again and sucking. josh groaned, caught off guard by tyler’s aggression. 

“baby, i’m gonna cum” josh warned, but tyler just kept going like the little cum-slut he was. he tilted his head and gazed up at josh with wide eyes, taking in his “getting sucked off” look. josh almost lost it at the site of tyler’s shiny, pink lips stretched around his cock, and the outline of his cock gliding under tyler’s hollowed out cheeks. tyler gripped the base with one hand while gently rubbing his balls with the other, and that’s when josh lost it. tyler licked at the head while stroking his cock as it spurted white, hot stripes of cum onto his tongue and he swallowed. he laughed softly as his daddy mumbled incoherent curses, all because of him. 

“still sleepy, angel? let’s get you to bed” josh said, petting the side of tyler’s as he was back to falling asleep again, except this time over josh’s naked spent cock. josh gently lifted his head to stand up and just took his pants and briefs off. he pulled tyler’s briefs off before lifting and carrying him to bed. tyler unconsciously wrapped his arms around josh’s neck. josh laid him in bed and slid under the covers close to him, then fell asleep. 

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i’ll pay 500 to see sexy little brunette tied up and made to cum

josh and tyler looked at each other in disbelief when they read that. that would be the biggest tip of the night and they’d only started 20 minutes ago. some nights were slow and some were like that, though. they had kissed, stripped down to their briefs, and flashed cocks a few times, but this was a big request. tyler thought it over, imagining in his head what it’d be like and couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. he quickly typed a response. 

pay first 
ok, here it is
500
oh, and blindfold him too please

tyler almost choked when he seen the last request. if he were blindfolded, he would not only be forced to an orgasm, he wouldn’t be able to look at josh or see how it was coming. it sounded exciting, but also scary, so tyler requested 50 more for the blindfolding since it was something not agreed to before. the person must have really wanted it, because he paid quickly with no questions asked. so josh grabbed a few thick, silk ropes and a blindfold from one of tyler’s drawers for “kinky” stuff and got to work. he decided tying both tyler’s wrists together above his head to the headboard would be sufficient. but he wanted tyler’s legs separated, so he pulled his briefs completely off and had him lay down so he could tie his ankles to separate bed posts. he looked at his handiwork with adoration before adding the final element that would leave tyler vulnerable: the blindfold. josh concluded that tyler looked like a work of art, all tanned skin, black tattoos, and black silk forcing his legs apart and engorged cock on full display. the blindfold covering his eyes drew attention to his mussed brown hair, supple pink lips, and neck made for biting and licking. 

josh brought the webcam over to focus on each part, from his hands and wrists to his feet. “showing our viewers how pretty and slutty you are, and all for me” josh said to tyler. tyler blushed and got a chill from josh’s tone. josh focused the webcam lower and lower, as if giving a tour of his lover’s body, but teased the viewers by skipping a closeup of tyler’s pretty cock. tyler was starting to feel cold and wary that josh would wait too long to touch him. but just as he started thinking that, he felt fingers lightly stroking up his cock before a warm hand gripped him. josh was finally showing the viewer’s his lover’s cock before he got started on teasing him. josh set the webcam down facing from the side, and next tyler felt a warm, wet mouth sucking the head of his cock. he threw his head back, crying out at the sensation of josh’s tongue teasing his slit before licking up his shaft. as fast as it began, he let tyler’s aching cock flop back against his stomach. 

“j-josh, what the hell man” tyler panted, amazed at how desperate he felt to just be touched again. he wanted, no, needed to cum after that. josh went to get the flavored lube tyler had in the drawer, but tyler had no idea that’s what he was doing until he felt a hand on his cock again. 

“ohhhh my god, yes” tyler moaned, pulling at his restraints and squirming as josh began moving his hand. tyler heard a cap pop open, then felt something kind of cold and wet being generously poured over the head of his dick and sliding down the shaft. tyler shivered, squirming more in anticipation because he knew it was lube by how slick it felt. 

“ready to cum, baby boy?” josh asked, caressing under the head of tyler’s cock with the pad of his thumb and spreading the lube more evenly over his cock.

“fuuuuck, yes please hurry” tyler groaned, bucking his hips. josh chuckled before lowering his head to take him in as much as he could. he relaxed his throat, taking him deeper until his nose was pressed to tyler’s trimmed pubes. tyler’s breath caught in his throat until josh started bobbing his head up and down. by then, tyler took a huge gasp of air and could not control the needy moans that slipped past his lips. he was so far gone, he kept tugging at his wrist restraints forgetting they were tied. he wanted to grab josh’s hair, scratch his shoulders, anything, but he settled for balling his hands into fists and curling his toes. josh was squeezing his hips so tight and making little grunts and growls, sending vibrations straight through tyler’s dick. he kept squirming against josh’s harsh grip, and trying to thrust into his mouth. 

“you taste so good, sweetie, like coconut with a hint of sea salt” josh slurred with his lips pressed to the head of his cock. tyler huffed out a laugh, pulling at his restraints again in an attempt to hit him. 

“fucking just make me cum already, keep going” tyler begged. josh licked under his shaft several times just to tease him. when tyler twitched at the sensitive spot under the head, josh focused longer there, keeping tyler on edge until it drove him crazy. he grinned up at his boy, all flushed and pretty, unable to move or see. tyler knew his bratty mouth earned him this torture, but he was so close to cumming. he didn’t want it to be like this, though. he wanted a satisfying, deep orgasm. 

“hmmm, isn’t that a shame? it seems my baby boy forgot what to call me” josh mocked, flicking his tongue at random parts of tyler’s dick, then directing his focus to worshiping his hipbones and thighs with his mouth. 

“i’m so sorry daddy, please lemme cum” tyler said sweetly after a moment to catch his breath. josh chuckled darkly in response, letting his hand go to work again. 

“is my boy going to spurt like a fountain in front of me and all our horny viewers?” josh asked, noticing tyler starting to squirm and get worked up again. he added a bit of tongue action around the slit, causing tyler to almost sob from overstimulation. more pre-cum leaked out, adding to the fruity tasting lube. josh cupped tyler’s balls gently, unlike the way he was brutally pumping tyler in his hand. he felt his dick pulse before long ropes of cum were shooting straight up and landing on his tanned stomach. josh milked more into his mouth as he always did, placing his mouth over and getting every last drop with his tongue. he checked the messages to see any requests, pupils blown and lips shiny. tyler just laid there, panting and completely satisfied. 

show your pits
ballgag that brat
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
ur so good att hat
pound him
lick it up
still hard bro?
damn just got here
did i miss the cumshot?
yep
show feet pleeease

“yes, i’m still hard. please, no demands without tipping” josh said out loud, rolling his eyes. he was slightly annoyed from having to say it so much, but it was playful. it seemed to work because someone tipped generously with a very specific request. 

fuck tied up brunette with legs up, P.O.V. show creampie closeup please

josh smiled and bit his lip sexily. “looks like our night will be ending shortly, i’m ready to bust from all those dirty moans and that cumshot, baby” josh whispered in tyler’s ear. he tugged at his earlobe with his teeth and kissed a spot on his neck, and ty sighed in response. he was very sensitive and had no idea what was in store for his tight ass. 

do you want the blindfold?
no, no blindfold. wanna see his pretty eyes as he’s getting fucked

josh almost came at the sound of that. he loved staring into his boy’s pretty eyes as he fucked him relentlessly and came inside him. 

ok

even though tyler came, the fun was just getting started for josh. he started by taking off tyler’s blindfold and telling him the request. 

“you know the safe word if it becomes too much, right baby?” josh asked to make sure. tyler nodded, and josh kissed him on the lips before continuing to untie tyler’s ankles. josh took his briefs off, cock springing out and tyler’s mouth watered at the sight as always. josh grabbed the webcam and carried it with him before kneeling between tyler’s legs. then he grabbed the lube off the bed before squirting a good amount on his right middle and ring finger. 

“spread your legs for me” josh said, and tyler lifted his legs and spread them, bent at the knees so josh could have easier access to his hole. josh pointed the webcam close to the action before rubbing soothingly over tyler’s rim. he twisted and burrowed the first finger in to the knuckle, thrusting in and out before adding the second finger. tyler watched josh with hooded eyes, little moans and breaths exiting his pretty mouth. 

“you like it when daddy opens you up, princess?” josh asked, smiling when he caught tyler’s eyes. tyler licked his lips, groaning and pushing down against josh’s fingers. this wasn’t requested, but josh added it for his own pleasure. he hovered his mouth over tyler’s hole and breathed on it, then let his tongue tease around his entrance. tyler moaned, and josh continued thrusting his fingers in and out, scissoring him open and getting his hole messy with lots of saliva. 

“i think you’re ready” josh said before yanking his fingers out and lining his cock up to tyler’s prepared hole, balancing himself holding onto tyler’s knee. he thrust in and tyler arched his back, letting out the most delicious moan as he entered him slowly. josh fucked into tyler, setting a rhythmic pace. he kept the P.O.V. view as the requester wanted, clearly showing from about tyler’s belly button to where josh’s cock was thrusting in and out. he panned up from about tyler’s chest to his face, and he looked like the sluttiest porn star with his hair all messy, brows furrowed, eyes hooded, and lips parted into a perfect ‘o’. if you had no idea, you could just tell he was being fucked good and deep by his expression and the way he was being jostled back and forth. he was staring into the camera, whimpering and panting helplessly as he was being fucked through his oversensitivity. he watched his daddy’s hips and ab muscles work as they pounded into him. 

“h-hurts, daddy, but feels so good” tyler said, squinting his eyes and cringing every so often. his face would go from one of pleasure, to one of pain from one moment to the next, but josh kept going through it. as he was ready to cum from tyler’s hole clamping around him, josh panned down to show his dick going in and out. tyler moaned as he felt his daddy thrust one final time, grinding his hips into his ass as he filled him to the brim with warmth. the next moment, josh was slipping his soft cock out and showing the “cream pie” as requested. basically, josh’s pearly white cum oozing out of tyler’s pulsating hole, squeezing more out. tyler was pretty much wrecked and done for the night. 

thanks guys, g2g, til next time

josh typed before logging out. they got cleaned up, and josh gave tyler the proper after care. he gave him a soothing bath, gave him a snack, then they cuddled on the couch watching a movie. tyler fell asleep quickly on top of josh with his ear against his chest, listening to josh’s heartbeat. they were in deep.

Half Asgardian pt.2!

A/N: Ummm holy shit you guys. You guys are the best. I loved all the good feed back I got from part one. Honestly I wasn’t expecting to get as many notes as it did.Like literally I had a smile on my face all day because holy fuck over 250+ notes in less than a day.Also OMFG close to 100 followers? Should I do something special? Do you guys want anything??? I know its just 100, but like I am so appreciative of you guys and your love that I kinda wanna do something? All of you are so nice and I love writing for you guys! Here is part 2 my lovelies!!!!

Warnings: Fluff, possible angst, cursing

Word Count: 6.5k+

I woke up in my bed and my head was foggy. My body felt dull. I literally had to roll out of bed because my limbs were not working normally and I hit the floor with a thud.

“uggggggggghhhhhhh.”

“What was that? Are you ok?” Tony came rushing into the room.

“I’m good. I’m just on the floor contemplating my life’s decisions.” I said rolling over to where I could see him.

“What were you thinking?Having Thor send lightening through you?”

“I thought maybe……. I had super abilities that were dormant. I don’t know what I was thinking I just wanted to be special like the rest of the Avengers.”

“Y/n are my daughter you’re already more special then all of them. You already have super abilities. Look at how smart you are? Look what you can create and what you did create for Rhodey. I didn’t know you did it til I asked him about it. I don’t have super powers. I’m just smart.”

“You have a suit.”

“That I built because I’m smart.”

“So does that mean I can build a suit?” 

“Hell no. You are a small child. You aren’t going to be fighting anyone and if you do, I will know about it and I will ground you.” 

“Awwww you’re no fun.” I told him.

“Heyy! I am the definition of fun.”

“Surrrreeee…”

“Come on kiddo get up Steve is going on a breakfast run.” He said helping me up.

We walked out of the room and were ambushed by the rest of the Avengers.

“Is she alright?”

“Does she need anything?”

“What does she want for breakfast?”

“Guys I’m ok really.” I told them rubbing my eyes of sleep.

“Alright you guys disperse. Y/n you should tell Steve what you want so he can go get it.”

“Honestly Steve anything you can find that’s sugary. Donuts, pastries, anything.”

Everyone started to lounge around and started to watch the T.V. I went to get some ice tea from the fridge when I heard thumps. I turned around and Peter knocked me over in a hug so we both lay flat on the floor. “Peter!”

“Sorry!” He muffled getting up a little but still hugging me.

“It wasn’t like I was going to die Peter.”

“No, but you scared me. You got struck by lightening for Thor’s sake.”

I giggled then hugged him tighter. “Don’t worry about it I’m ok.”


Time skip:About a week later.

“Pepper did you hear that?” I asked her. We stayed silent. There was another rumble.

“Y/n….. we need to move…” She whispered quietly and we both stood up from the couch.

“Mr.Stark has asked that you two move to a safer location as quickly as possible.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. said rather loud and there was another rumble. Pepper and I ran out of my room and peaked into the main room. Coast was clear. We walked out and Pepper ran to grab the gun that was under the island in the kitchen and the door busted down. I froze. 

It was a group of guys with big machine guns. The one in front had a buzz cut and sunglasses and lowered his machine gun to my level.

“Hello.” He said smiling.The machine gun rang off and I screamed as loud as I could and was ready to feel bullets tear through my body. 

The feeling never came. I had closed my eyes and opened them only when the noise stopped. The bullets were right in front of me. As in front of my face in front of me.

“What the fuck?” The guy said and I ran grabbing Pepper from the kitchen and dragged her downstairs to where we could find a car.

“WHAT WAS THAT?” Pepper asked as we ran down the stairs and up to one of Tony’s cars.

“I don’t know. Here give me the gun.” I told her as she got into the driver’s seat. 

“Do you even know how to fire one of those things?” She asked pulling out of the parking spot as those guys came downstairs firing their guns. 

“Drive” I told her popping my head out of the sun roof and shot one of them in the stomach.

“WHERE DID YO-HOW DID LEARN HOW TO FIRE A GUN?” Pepper asked as she drove frantically out of the building.

“I wanted to be a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent remember?” I told her sitting back down in my seat and put on the seat belt. “Put your seat belt on.”

The guys from the building pulled up next to us.

“Where do you think you ladies are going?”

“FUck.” I said and pulled the lever on Pepper’s chair that made her recline backwards as I ducked. Glass shattered and fell over us and the car started to swerve.

“Trade me seats.”

“What are you doing you don’t know how to drive?!” She told me as I crawled over and she traded seats.

“Um I know now isn’t the best time to tell you, but I sometimes take the cars out in the middle of the night.” I said and floored the gas and started to weave in and out of the cars on the street.

Pepper held onto the seat as I sped up.

I looked and saw that we had lost them.

“So where do you wanna go?” I asked her.

“Are you sure we lost them?”She asked.

“Ladies, Mr. Stark has requested that each of you put these radios in your ear.” F.R.I.D.A.Y said and a compartment popped open with little ear pieces.

“Sup Dad?” I asked driving.

“Hi you guys still have bad guys on you’re tail. Pepper you need to lose them.”

“Oh I’m not driving your daughter is.”

“Who taught you how to drive?More importantly Pepper why are you letting her drive?”

“She says she takes it out during the night?”

“How? She’d have to get past me? Ok not the point those guys are still on your tail.”

“Well than why don’t you guys get them off our tail? Why are they after us anyway?”

“We don’t know.”

“You guys are amazing.” I told him. The thugs pulled up next to us again and started to bump us scratching the car. The traffic came to a complete stop and we both rear ended the cars in front of us.

“Pepper where is the gun?” I asked and she went down to grab it from the floor when the glass on my window shattered. The door opened and I was dragged out kicking and screaming. I was thrown on the ground and the thug that grabbed me was now aiming a gun at me. There was a gun shot, but it wasn’t him who fired, it was Pepper.

“Are you ok?” Pepper asked getting out of the car.

“Yea I’m ok.” 

We started to jog away from our car and tried avoiding getting hit by the other people trying to leave as well. All hell was breaking loose.

We were almost at the edge of the bridge when i felt myself being lifted off the ground. I saw the ground get smaller and Pepper yelling.

My heart pounded harder as we got higher up. All of a sudden I was dropped onto concrete again.I stood on top of the Brooklyn Bridge.The air was colder up here. 

“We’re up pretty high. I wouldn’t suggest looking down.” I turn around and someone with a suit similar to Iron-man’s and War Machine.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Nobody of importance.” He held up his hand and tried to blast me. I jumped and moved my arms to block my body. A force appeared in front of me shielding me. There was a searing hot pain through my hands. I held them close to my body and black marks appeared on my skin. What the hell. I heard the charge of his suit for another blast.

“Dude you and your guys have seriously pissed me off tonight.” I said running towards him and kicked his legs out from underneath him. I quickly looked for a way into the suit. He started to move and I jumped onto him. There had to be someway to get in. Even on dad’s suit there is a way to get in from the outside. He tried to fly, but I grabbed the neck of the suit and pulled him down before he got very far. 

“Stop moving so I can fuck up your suit.” I told him as he started to swing at me.

My hands seared with pain again as I dodged a hit and only to be put in a choke hold.

“Now you little brat.Time to end this.” There was a crack and his body went slack behind me. I turned around and the suit laid there not moving.

“Dude are you dead or unconscious?”

“WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT???” Rhodey asked/yelled over the radio.

“What? Are you guys ok? I’m on top of the bridge and kind need help down.”

“That big lightening strike was you?” 

“Lightening? I didn’t see anything? Can one of you guys come get me please?” There was no reply. Did I really just take him out with lightening? WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON? WHY ARE THERE SCORCH MARKS ON MY HANDS??? I just wanted to have a movie night with Pepper, but nooooo. Stupid ass trash can had to go and start shit. I sat down and started to look at the suit the guy was wearing again.

There was a whizzing noise and one of the guys from earlier had a jet pack on and was now in front of me.

“Y/n don’t move. One of us is coming to get you.” Tony said in the little radio in my ear. I looked around for a sign of any of the Avengers with no luck and the main thug was in front of me with his knife out and ready.

“Where are you gonna go little girl?” He asked walking towards me and I looked over the side of the bridge.

“Seriously? I just took down you’re boss and you’re threatening me? Just how stupid are you?” I asked.

“Very.” He said running towards me.

“Guys….?!” The thug tackled me. I reached out for something to grab to prevent me from falling and ended up having my arm scrape against whatever I hit. Soon we were both falling off the top of the bridge. I heard screaming and wasn’t sure if it was my own or the people on the bridge. I flipped him over so he would take full impact of landing in the water.

The cold rushed over me and stung my skin. It was so dark I couldn’t tell which way was the surface and which way was down until I felt the water pressure get heavy. Something was around my leg dragging me down. I kicked and punched until I was able to resurface.

“Fu…..ck-k.” I started to shiver. I didn’t see any of the Avengers so I started swimming to what appeared to be the closest land mass. I was swimming for a good 10 minutes before I felt myself being dragged from the water and into the air. 

“Gotchya. Why didn’t you answer your radio?”

“You guys weren’t even talking. Half the time when I said something there was no reply!” I said as Peter pulled me onto the bridge with his web. He helped me over the railing on the bridge and I could barely stand normal with how cold it was.

“Come on we need to go back to the tower and get you fixed up.” He said wrapping and arm around me and I put my arms around his neck as we swung off of the bridge.

I gripped onto Peter tightly. “P-Pleas-se d-don’t dr..op me.” I closed my eyes shivering as the cold air hit my already cold body. My whole body tensed everytime Peter swung to a different building.

“Hey I won’t drop you. You’re safe.” We soon landed at the tower and Peter rushed me inside. His arm never left my body and I was stumbling over my feet. I hit the button on the elevator to where we were staying. I looked down and drops of blood were pooling at my feet. Great.

“We can get you a change of clothes and then to the medical bay a few floors down.” Peter said when the elevator door opened. He tried leading me to my room, but I pulled him to the kitchen and grabbed the medical kit. I noticed a pair of Nat’s gloves on the counter and pulled them on.

“What are you doing?” He asked looking worried and frantic.

“Just…. watch.” I told him taking my little invention out of the kit. I shook the bottle and sprayed it where I was bleeding. I winced at the pain but the blood started to clot then heal.

“Whoa. What is that?”

“L-little inv-vent..ion of m-mine.” I told him shivering “I-I need a h-hot show-wer.” I said trying to walk past him, but he wrapped his arms around me.

“W-what…?”

“You can’t switch temperatures that fast or your body will go into shock.” He told me and his body heat felt good so I hugged him tighter.

“Is she ok Peter?” I heard over the little radio.

“Yea she just needs to rest.”

“Is anyone else hurt?” I asked

“Nat got a bullet that grazed her leg and Sam probably has a broken rib now. We’re coming home.”

“If I’m not awake to do it then take the spray that’s on the island and put on Nat’s leg and in Sam’s mouth.” I told them.

“How are you feeling?” Peter asked resting his head on mine.

“Better. I’m still soaked tho.”

“Well go take a shower and get something warm on then come back out here.” He told me slowly releasing me from the hug. I was upset that his warmth left me, but I went to go take a hot shower and returned to the main room where the Avengers had reappeared and Peter had set up a movie with blankets and pillows.

“Is this the new spray you were working on?” Tony asked.

“Yea. It fixes broken bones, stops bleeding, cleans up the wound, etc. It just doesn’t do super big stuff like a broken neck or a chunk of body missing.” I told him as Nat sprayed her leg and it healed up.

“Nuh uh. Nope. I’m not spraying some mysterious in me.” Sam said holding his ribs. I walked over to him and took the spray.

“Hey Nat….” I said and she pinched his neck making him scream and I sprayed the bottle inside his mouth.

He started coughing “THAT’S NASTY!!!”

“But do you feel better?” I asked.

“Yea. Taste like someone tried to cook trash.” I giggled. 

“You’re ok right? No head injuries, no anything right?” Tony asked putting his hands on my shoulders checking for any sign of injury.

“Nope.”

“You wanna explain what happened???” He asked.

“Tomorrow? I wanna hang out with Peter…..”

“Y/n….”

“Dadddddd…….”

He sighed. “Don’t stay up too late. You’ve had a long day and we’re going to have a long day tomorrow. We gotta keep your face out of the papers so you can keep going to school.” He said hugging me goodnight. The Avengers disperesed and I sat down in the nest Peter set up.

“Waaaaiittt I made hot chocolate. Its still in the microwave.” He stood up and I sprawled out over the couch taking up all the room.

“Ok I’m ba- hey! Move over y/n/n.” I sat up and he handed me the hot chocolate.

“So what movie are we watching? Star Wars?” I asked him.

“Possibly…..” He said with a grin on his face.

We finished our hot chocolate and we were half way through the movie when I started to feel sleepy. My legs were tangled with Peter’s and we had our arms around each other at this point. Peter started playing with my hair and it wasn’t long before I fell asleep.

Y/n.

I looked around and there was no one around. Where was I? I walked around in the big building. The architecture was so intricate and beautiful. I looked out the window and there was a big city. I kept wandering through the rooms and stumbled across a metal cage with an strange animal inside.

“Stay with someone at all times. You hear me? They’re waiting for you to be alone.” It was mom’s voice.

I shot up accidentally waking Peter up.

“Is everything ok?” He asked.

“Yea. I’ll be back.”

“No where are you going what’s wrong?” He asked pulling me back to his chest.

“Peter I promise I’m ok. I just got to check on something?”

“Y/n.” I looked up and saw Wanda.

“Stay here. I’ll be back in a little bit. Go back to sleep.” I said easing myself off of him. I walked over to Wanda and she took my arm and led me to the elevator.

“You woke me up.” She finally said.

“I was sleeping how did I wake you up?”

“You’re thoughts were very loud. It was like you were screaming.”

“Is that why you’re up here?” I asked her as the elevator door opened and we walked to her room.

“What was that place? In your dream?”

“I don’t know.”

“Was that your mother’s voice? The Asgardian?”

“Yes. That dream….. it was strange.”

“Do me a favor and do as it says, I mean by not being alone. Especially after last night. What happened last night with the lightening strike?”

I pulled off the gloves that I had kept on over night. The marks were still there and she gasped when she saw them.

“Does it hurt?” She asked taking my hands in hers.

“No, but when they were forming it burned like hell. No one else knows yet.”

“Maybe you should talk to Thor about it. It could be about your heritage.”

“Do you know if he’s up?”

“No, but I’m sure he wont mind if you wake him.” She said and walked with me down the hall. 

“What are you doing up this early kiddo?” I turned around and hid my hands behind my back.

“I was just talking with Wanda. Why aren’t you in bed?”

“Why are you acting suspicious and hiding your hands behind your back?”

“Why are you asking so many questions?”

“Why are you avoiding my questions with questions?”

“Didn’t you know that you’re suppose to answer a question with a question?” I asked.

“Ok quit with the bullshit what’s going on?”

“We’re going to see Thor about what happened last night.” Wanda said and Tony started to walk with us, but I still kept my hands out of sight. I left the gloves in Wanda’s room.

Thor woke when we entered the room.

“Hey Thor, you know how you said being in a dangerous situation would possibly wake up dormant powers?”

“Yes Lady y/n. Is this about last night?”

“Yes and by any chance can you explain why I got searing pain in my hands as these marks showed up last night?” I asked showing him my hands. Thor stood up and walked over.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this last night?” Tony asked.

“I forgot. I was too busy being cold.”

“You’ve got your mark Lady y/n! You yielded lightening just like I can. I have much to teach you.”

“Thor I didn’t just do lightening. I was able to create shields. Each time it looked like it was a different matter.”

Thor’s brow furrowed. “Maybe you don’t have the same gifts as me, but something similar?”

“I looked back over last night’s footage from the news. I dont think it was lightening.It didn’t come from the sky. It came from her. Sparked from your body.”

“Mr.Stark. Multiple news centers are requesting a meeting about last night.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. said.

“I’ll see what I can do to keep last night’s events a secret. We still don’t know who those people were or how they were able to break into the tower.”

“It probably wasn’t that hard since I was able to walk in without a question when I first showed up here.” I said.

“Rhodey can handle the press and say it was a military thing or some shit like that.” Tony said.

“We will practice today with your powers and see exactly what you can do.” Thor said.

“But for now you should probably go back to sleep because Peter is starting to worry and its 2 in the morning.” Wanda said

I went back to the main room and apologized to Peter for worrying him and we went back to sleep.


Time skip: A few days.

Thor and I had trained and figured out that my powers that I had acquired were able to create things or manipulate the atoms around me per say. I could create metals out of thin air. The night on the bridge I was able to create electricity by manipulating the atoms. I practiced daily with Thor when I wasn’t at school and stayed up late into the night thinking of things that I could create and an idea about Peter came to me. Dad found me the next morning slumped over on my work desk.

“Kiddo you’re going to be late for school.” He said nudging me.

“School!” I said waking up and rushed to get ready.


Later that day

I sat next to Peter in Chem as the rest of the class entered. Ned sat on the opposite side of Peter. 

“Look at all the geeks are paired up.” Flash said.

“Come on Flash you can think of a better insult than that.. or can you?” I asked as he sat down in front of us.

“Settle down class. Get to work on the lab that is written on the board.”

Ned got up and grabbed goggles, Peter got up to grab the chemicals, and I started to set up the lab and the write up. I got the equation and all the math written down. All of a sudden liquid was all over the write up.

“Oops. Mrs.Jones we have an acid spill!” Flash said smirking.

“That was on purpose Flash.” Peter said.

“No I tripped.”

“Just do another lab write up while there is still time.”Mrs.Jones said while cleaning up the mess. I did as she said and we all finished the lab. Mrs.Jones checked to make sure we had done the lab correct then told us to get rid of the chemicals in the waste bin she had at the front of the classroom then she walked away.

I took our finished lab chemicals and poured it into Flash’s backpack. Ned and Peter’s jaw dropped. 

“HEY!”

“Oh Oh my gosh I’m so sorry I was getting up and I accidentally bumped the chemicals and they just spilled…. I’m sorry here let me help you clean it up.” I said louder than necessary to get the Mrs.Jones’ attention.

“No it’s ok Y/n I’ll clean it up. This backpack has to be disposed of. It looks like everything in it got eaten up by the acid.”

“WHaT? My english essay was in there.”

“Ooo you mean the one that had to be hand-written, at least 5 pages long and double sided with correct citations for Mrs. Harp’s class? That sucks dude. I would give you mine, but she knows my handwriting from yours.” I told him.

“Just tell Mrs.Harp that acid got on to it.” Mrs.Jones said.

Flash groaned. I faked pity. The bell rang and everyone turned in their write up.

“ That was beautiful y/n. I wish I had a photo of Flash’s face when you did that.” Ned said laughing.

“HEY STARK WANNA BE!” Flash yelled coming up to us. All of a sudden I was up against the locker and Flash towered over me.

“You may have gotten a good hit in once, but that won’t happen again.” He said grabbing the collar of my jacket.

“Let her go Flash.” Peter said. Flash didn’t move.

“Come on Flash… Hit me. I dare you too. But look around at who is watching. If you start the fight I will end it with you a mess on the floor.” I told him looking him straight in the eye daring him to do it. He backed down.

“You’re not worth my time.” He said walking away and the crowd dispersed.

“You scare me sometimes.” Ned told me.

“Why?”

“Because he had you pinned against the locker and you looked him in the eye unwavering. It was like a movie.” I giggled.

“Well I don’t think he’ll be messing with us anymore.” I told him.

“Hey Y/n why are you always wearing those gloves now? I get its cold outside, but we’re inside.”

“She just likes to wear them.” Peter said quickly jumping in.

“Ok ok.”

“Ned you’re still the guy in the chair right?”

“Yep.”

“Y/n shhhh.” Peter said ducking his head lower.

“Nobody is gonna know what we are talking about. Plus we’re geeks remember?”

“She has a point Peter.” Ned said.

“Do you wanna come to the tower?” I asked him.

Ned’s eyes widened. “Seriously?”

“Yes I’m serious. You can’t play with my dad’s stuff though. However I will let you test and mess with my inventions.”

“YES! Do I get to meet the Avengers?”

“Only if you run into one of them. They most likely wont be on the floor that we are on.”

“This is so awesome.” Ned said walking ahead of us to lunch. 

“You really trust Ned with that equipment?” Peter asked

“Yea and I need him there because he is going to help me with my surprise for you.” I smiled.

“What? What surprise?”

“It wouldn’t be a surprise if I told you now would it?”

“No, but normally surprises aren’t even mentioned they kind of just happen so now by the law of surprises you now have to tell me.” He said.

“Nope.” I told him and he grabbed my hand pleading with puppy dog eyes. “No don’t do that to me Peter. Honestly you can wait a few hours.” I told him and pulled him along to sit down next to Ned and I sat across from them.

“What’s wrong Peter?”

“Y/n told me she has a surprise for me and now won’t tell me what it is. She said you have to help her with it.”

“Y/n you know by the law of surprises he is right. Knowing that a surprise is going to happen doesn’t make it a surprise.” Ned said and Peter gave me the ‘I-told-you-so’ look. I rolled my eyes.

Happy came to pick us up and Ned was amazed. 

“Why do they call you Happy?” Ned asked sitting between Peter and I. Ned kept asking questions the whole ride with Peter and I trying not to laugh.

When we arrived we went straight up to my room and dropped our backpacks down. 

“SO do i get to know now?” Peter asked since it was obviously eating away at him.

“Ned you want anything to eat?”

“Y/n tell the poor man.”

“Ok ok…” I giggled “I’m in charge of adding stuff to you’re suit and making it better.”

Peter’s face lit up. “You’re joking.” He told me.

“Nope. I have a list of things that I’m writing programs for and getting put into the suit.”

“Y/n you’re the best! What are you putting in it?” He asked hugging me.

“Well I have a few things, but I was going to have the guy in the chair tell me what he thinks you need.” I said and Ned squealed.

“CAN YOU PUT LASERS IN IT?” Ned asked.

“I probably could. Come on we can go to my lab and check it out. You guys wanna order pizza?”

“ Yea F.R.I.D.A.Y. can you order 2 extra large pizzas, one half cheese and half meat lover and the other half New York style and half pepperoni.” Peter said.

“Yes, Mr.Parker.”

“Thanks F.R.I.D.A.Y.” I said.

“You’re welcome Ms.Stark.” 

We entered the lab and both looked in amazement. None of them had been in here before. Ned walked over to my whiteboard which had my ideas for Peter’s suit.

“Y/n this is impossible. There isn’t a metal or material that is thin,bendable or strong enough to be bullet proof.” Ned said and Peter walked over to the board.

“Well Ned that would be where you are wrong. Because wherever there is a will there is a way. So…..” I pushed the whiteboard out of the way to reveal a sheet of metal I had created.

“What is this?” Peter asked going to touch it and he bent it back and forth. I took off my gloves.

“Its strange isn’t it? You think with its atomic number it would be really heavy and stiff right?” 

“Y/n what happened to your hands?” Ned asked and Peter’s head whipped around to me

“You mean you made this?” he asked.

“Yea.”

“Hello? Am I talking to a deaf person?” Ned asked.

“Ned I’m only half human. My mom came from the same place as Thor.”

“WHAT WAS IT LIKE THERE?”

“I was born here Ned. I’ve never been. These marks on my hands are from my powers no longer being dormant?”

“But you just started wearing gloves recently.”

“Yea they came out when there was a dangerous situation.”

“What dangerous situation have you been in?”

“The attack on the Brooklyn Bridge.”

“They said that was a rogue military thing.”

I laughed. “Uncle Rhodey needs to use his imagination more. No it wasn’t. We still didn’t know who those people were. Anyways did you want to check to see for yourself if this material is good enough for our boy? Choose a weapon.” I said walking over to a wall and pulling out a big shelf.

“Whoa.”

“You to Peter. You’re the one who is going to be wearing it.”

“You never told me what it’s atomic number is.” Peter said grabbing a gun that had some of the most powerful bullets ever made by man in it. Ned settled on a knife and I grabbed a grenade.

“Whoa whoa whoa… what are you doing with that?” Peter asked.

“Peter I’ve already done the grenade. I just wanna show you guys. You guys go first.” 

Ned walked up to it and hit it with the knife and it shattered.

Peter fired the gun and the bullet hit then fell onto the floor.

I walked over and made a little basket with the metal leaving a small hole to quickly put the grenade in. “You guys can get behind the desk if you’re worried.” They both went behind the desk and watched carefully. I pulled the ring, dropped it in quickly and sealed the rest of the metal. There was a boom noise, but the metal stayed in a small ball. I unwrapped it and showed them the shattered bits of grenade and the un-dented metal. They looked amazed.

“ I even had Vision see if he could do any damage to it. He was able to get a small hole….. right there.” I said pointing to what looked like a pencil mark. “So the only one who would be able to hurt Peter, theoretically, would be me. To answer your earlier question about the atomic number, it’s around 1200.”

“ Oh my-what do you mean theoretically?” Peter asked.

“Well if aliens come again I don’t know what kind of weapons they have or if it will be able to do anything to this metal.” I told him.

“I think we should be fine.” Peter said.

“Can we still add lasers to his suit?” Ned asked.

“The closest I can would be web like lasers.”

“What about snacks?” 

“Ned I don’t need snacks in my suit.” Peter said.

“Yes you do. You forget to eat sometimes.” I told him and entered in a program that he could access if he wanted something to eat. “The best I can do is like some trail mix since its small enough.”

“Does his suit have night vision?”

“It does now.” I said typing in a program.

“ What about……. I can’t think of anything else.”

“What about your spray?” Peter asked.

“Yea I can put that in there. Anything else?”

“Nope.”

“What’s the spray?”

“She invented a spray the mends broken bones and wounds.” Peter said and the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it.” I stood up and suit started to be created as I left. I grabbed my wallet and tipped the pizza girl and carried both of the pizzas back to the lab. 

I opened the door with my back. “Pizzas are here. Do you guys want something to drink? We have anything and everything.”

Peter was flushed red.

“Huh? Oh um no I’ll get the soda.” Peter said walking out of the lab.

“What’s up with him?” I asked.

“You’re so smart,but so stupid.” Ned told me going for the pizza.

“What am I missing?” I asked.

“Nothing I’ll tell you later.” Ned said.

Peter came back with some drinks. We sat and ate the pizza while we watched the suit being designed in front of us.

After it was done faster than I had expected.

“Peter try it on.” I told him.

He took the suit and walked to the bathroom.

“So you going to tell me what’s up with him?”

“Y/n don’t worry about it.”

“I have to worry about it he’s one of my best friends.”

“ How do I look?” Peter said coming out of the bathroom. 

“Nice dude.” Ned said and I had lost my use of words. God fucking damn.

“Y/n?” Peter asked.

“I-its good.” 

“ You should do a test run.” Ned said

“Yea this suit feels alot lighter than my other one I could probably swing alot faster now.”

“GO SPIDERMAN GO!” Ned said and Peter went to go test the suit outside.

“What the hell was that?” Ned asked me as soon as Peter left.

“What?”

“You know what. You just lost your speech function for a good 3 minutes and were starting at Peter with goo goo eyes.” He said acting like I was stupid.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I wasn’t staring….”

“He likes you too you know.” Ned said

“Yea ok.” I said sarcastically.

“Like I said, you’re so smart, but you’re so stupid.” He told me shaking his head. “Dont you have like security footage in here? You can check what he said for yourself.”

I did later that night. :)


Next day

I should’ve stayed in bed. I felt terrible in the morning and I should’ve taken that as a sign to stay in bed and not go to school. There were quizzes in every class I had that day and at lunch when I thought I would find relieve for an hour by talking with my best friends I was bitterly disappointed. Ned had to make up a lab and some girl was sitting with Peter. I wouldn’t normally have let this bother me, until she leaned over and kissed him. I started to think about what I had heard him say the night before on the footage and decided Ned was wrong and he only said those things because he was grateful for the suit and it didn’t mean anything. On top of that Flash had sent someone after me after school. I don’t know how they found out all the information they had on me, but it did not end well. I came home with a busted lip and knuckles to match.

When Peter asked what was wrong I didn’t really tell him what was bothering me, but instead told him I was just going to the roof and wanted to be left alone. 

And so I went to the roof alone. 


Tony’s p.o.v

“Hey guys where is Y/n? I haven’t seen her in a few hours. Did she come back from school Peter?”

“Yea Happy drove us both here. She was a little upset from school and told me she needed to cool off and that she would be on the roof.”

“Why would she be upset from school?” I asked.

“ I wasn’t there when it happened, but Ned told me someone went off on her talking about her mom and stuff. He wouldn’t tell me any details, but he said it was a pretty big fight.”

“I’ll go check on her.” I went to the roof and she wasn’t there. 

“F.R.I.D.A.Y. where is Y/n’s location?” I asked.

“That can not be determined Mr.Stark.”

“What do you mean can’t be determined?” I asked and my heart started to beat a little faster. I didn’t lose my daughter. That’s not possible.

I walked around on the roof to look for some kind of sign of her being up here. I rounded the corner from the little greenhouse she built up here.

My heart dropped.


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Best Friend confesses Series: WOOZI

This is part two of a new series of Seventeen imagines. Feel free to message me and say who you want to see confessing next.

You know Woozi never meant to say it. But you still spent the whole evening yesterday replaying the Seventeen live interview video about a hundred times and trying to work out what the strange feeling in your chest was when you heard his words.

There is was, your best friend, your delightful, interesting, intelligent, stoic yet adorable best friend, sitting there with his newly re-dyed pink hair and his serious, focused face. Telling the interviewer that the inspiration for his latest song came from some night walks around the city with his girlfriend. 

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Busy (Jimin x Reader)

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Request: “Hi could you do a husband jimin fanfic where you have been fighting the last two days cause of his job. He’s been working late trying to get money together. You get in another argument and it gets heated (smut) and you make up 😉😉😉-anon”
Fandom: BTS
Member/reader: Jimin x Reader
Genre/warning(s): smut, strong language, 
Words: 2.1k
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Fearless - Part 2 [T.H]

You get yourself in a bit of a tough situation, but Tom is willing to help you out of it. Not without a bit of teasing and flirting first though.

PART ONE HERE 

Warning: Vampire!Tom X Reader

Words: 1318


As a vampire, Tom didn’t feed on blood anymore, he was against that. He fed on fear. He craved way the humans would scream when he’d flash his blood red eyes, attempt to run when he’d dare to bare his fangs. He craved to show them just what he was capable of, but not actually acting on those capabilities.

“It’s Tom by the way” Tom gives you a heart-grabbing look and begins searching through the draws, pulling out a random shirt and pair of sweatpants and shoving them towards you.

“Y/N” You reply “What are you doing?” You grip the ends of your hoodie. A cold gust of wind blew past, making you shiver. God, didn’t they own a heat pump? The whole place was practically ice cold, it was almost unbearable.

“You need to wear my clothes princess, you smell” He smirks. You grit your teeth, debating weather or not it would be a horrible idea to reach over and try to strangle him. You decided against it, he’d have you pinned down in mere seconds and although that didn’t sound like the worst idea on the planet, you wanted to get out of that house alive. “So, Unless you want to be jumped by a group of hungry vampires I suggest you put these on”

He slides you his clothing and as a gentleman would, turns around to face the wall while you slide off your favourite, black hoodie and leggings. Covering up with his. You noticed almost immediately how different his clothes smelt to yours, even with someone without super scenes. His smelt darker, almost like a mixture of smoke and death. You wondered, what did you smell like? Was it coconut and vanilla? or lavender? it’d have to be something strong enough to drive vampires wild.

In his lifetime, (which was longer than most) Tom had run into a large range of woman, some vampires and some humans. He wasn’t one to show how he felt, his feelings were kept behind layers of insecurity. But so far, Tom liked you. All of the human girls he’d ran into were terrified. Shaking to the core when they found out about his little secret. Dread filled their tiny, human bodies but they never stuck around. You weren’t terrified. Tom knew this by the way your heart was beating almost at a normal speed, around him at least.

You were innocent yet daring in Tom’s eyes. He was blown away by your daring attempt to save your idiotic friends, he also adored the way you hadn’t backed down to him, refusing to belittle your worth even to someone who could snap your neck or rip out your heart in an instant

“So, how exactly will we do this?” You say, tying a knot around the bottom of the large shirt to hold it in place

“If you just stay close to me we should be able to just walk out of here, just trust me”

You begin to wonder how Tom can already expect you to trust him, someone (who’s also dead) that you’ve know. for barely half an hour.

“You need to keep your heartrate down, if they hear a heart beating that fast they’ll be over you faster than I can get you out of there”

Tom wraps a chilling hand around his shirt that you were wearing and once again, placed his lips on yours in a lust filled kiss. For someone who had been dead for hundreds of years, he was an amazing kisser.

“Do you kiss all of your damsels in distress?” You ask, trying to hold back the gasp that wanted to escape instead.

“Only the cute one’s” He smirks, unwrapping his fingers from the shirt and heading towards the door. “C’mon darling, nows our chance”

Tom opens the door and gestures for you to go first, even putting his hand out for you to take and for a moment you debate it, until you see the cocky smirk on his face. God, Even vampires were up themselves.

You take your first step out of the small apartment room, now open to the possibility of being attacked. It’d only take seconds for one to smell you, run to you and impale your vulnerable body. Then it’d only take seconds for you to die if your neck was snapped or minutes if they did it slowly, waiting for your body to be drained of blood.

“Why aren’t you scared of me?” Tom asked, a raised eyebrow as you two walk down the hallway. “Like you said, if you wanted to kill me you would’ve done it already” You reply, checking your surroundings. “Plus you look weak, I could probably take you down if I tried hard enough” That last sentence was merely a joke, you knew he could take you down but Tom seemed to think otherwise.

Your first instinct was to scream when two, firm arms grabbed you, pushing you up against the nearest wall roughly but before you could, a hand was clasped over your mouth securely.

“Darling, you couldn’t beat me if you tried. I’ve had years and years of training” Toms extremely close to you now, you can feel his breath against your lips as he speaks.The whole situation brings back memories of only an hour or so ago when he caught you snooping around the building. “You’ve got a big mouth sweetheart, might have to watch what you say incase someone decides to bite back”

You’re stuck, his hips pressed roughly against yours. Trying to wiggle your way out wouldn’t be an option, not unless you wanted to create some more problems.You want to look down, but somehow you end up staring straight into his deep, red eyes.

“Don’t we have an escape plan to complete” You whisper. No matter how badly you were craving to feel his lips again, your ache to escape was larger.

He pulls away and it feels like a weight lifted off of your chest, you can breathe again.

“C'mon then”

It’s then that your heart rate seems to pick up. You now had time to notice things that you didn’t on entry, like the drops of wet and dry blood on the walls, spiders and other horrid critters crawling along the wooden flooring. This was a lot like some cliche horror movie, hopefully not the ones where the protagonist dies in the end.

You pass door after door and you can’t help but wonder what was behind them, was there a vampire just waiting for an innocent human to wonder into their trap? You almost turn to ask Tom how many people with beating hearts and blood flowing through their veins had to die here. Keyword almost.

“We made it” Tom says,his voice snapping you out of your trance. “I told you, easy peasy right”

You let out a deep breath you didn’t know you were holding in, although you weren’t completely safe, you were safer than a few moments ago.

“When do you want your clothes back” Tom looks you up and down, enjoying the sight of a gorgeous girl wearing his clothes.

“I’ll come get ‘em Darling, you didn’t think this was going to be the last time you saw me right?” The vampire gives you a knowing grin. You then notice that his eyes were no longer a dark red, they were now a deep brown.

“What, you going to go all Edward Cullen on me and show up in my room while i’m sleeping?” You laugh lightly, remembering the cliche scene.

“You’ll see, pretty girl"Tom headed inside and no, he didn’t go back to his room. He went to the nearest window and watched to make sure you got away safely. He listened to your heartbeat up until you were too far away, savouring every beat. You were alive.


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Told You

Request: hey there! I saw you wanted some angsty Spider-Man requests and I absolutely love for angst (; could I request a scenario in which he’s about to go off fighting/stopping crime or something of that sort and the reader has a v bad feeling about it and he assures her that it’s nothing but he ends up getting severely injured and there’s just a lot of angst and a lil dash of fluff perhaps to balance it out (-: thanks a million!! <3
+ : Hello love!! 💖 Could I request an angst with peter parker, when he’s about to leave for a mission of some sort (fighting the Vulture perhaps?) and the reader has always been there to support him and fix him up after dangerous situations and she’s really scared about this one and he assures her that it’s all going to be fine BUT she sneaks out after him once he leaves and sees the wreckage that they created and sees him on the ground and thinks he died? (’: lots of angst if u don’t mind! <3

Requested by: both anonymous.

A/N: I thought these two worked really well together, and instead of just making two imagines very similar I thought it’d be better if I combined and made it extra angsty and a bit long ;) hope you both don’t mind. Thank you both of the request, this was super fun to write. btw, this is completely based off memory from the movie, i saw it last Monday, so this is just the best I can remember.

Pairing: Peter x Reader

Warnings: angst.


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“I don’t know about this, Peter.” You sighed, crossing your arms over your chest. There was just something about it this time just didn’t feel right. It just didn’t settle right in your stomach, but no matter how hard you tried to convince Peter otherwise, he didn’t listen. Saying he ‘needed’ to do this.

Peter stepped forward, allowing his hands to fall on your arms. You looked up at him, trying to not show the true fear and terror you felt for his safety at the moment. He smiled lightly at you, rubbing his hands up and down your arms. “Y/N, I need to do this.” You resisted sighing, frustrated that that was the only excuse he’s given you since you decided to share your fright.

You pushed his hands away, walking away from him. Peter looked at your turned back with confusion, his hands slowly falling to his sides. You shook your head, looking at the floor of Peter’s bedroom and trying not to yell so that Aunt May didn’t hear. “I’m serious.” You declared, turning back around to look at him. You shocked Peter when he saw your eyes shine with unshed tears and he could see the actual fear behind them. “I’m always there for you. I’m the one that has to patch you up every time you get hurt-”

Peter looked taken aback by your words, looking down at the ground in shame. “I didn’t realize that it anno-”

“No!” You interrupted, making his head snapped back up to your own. “That’s not what i’m saying. Peter, i’m glad you come to me but it hurts me to see you in so much pain.” Your voice crack as you realized no matter how hard you tried to convince him, there was no way you were going to be able to get Peter to stay back. You figured you’d known that since the beginning but that hadn’t stopped you because you really didn’t want to see him end up severely injured or dead. “I-I can’t lose you. Not you.” 

Peter didn’t say anything at first, opting to walk towards you. You wanted to push him away, mad that he was going to risk his life for other people. But you knew he was doing the right thing, it would be wrong for him not to help and destroy something that was causing havoc if he was perfectly capable of doing so. Therefore, you let him walk up to you, and wrap his arms around you to comfort you. And for the first time since this disagreement had started you came to the conclusion he was scared as well.

Peter was feeble, shaking when he grabbed ahold of you. And though the both of you had shared many hugs together and you both weren’t new to the idea of being intimate, he hugged you with such force. Held on to you for dear life, like this was the last time he might see you. And that did nothing to calm your nerves.

“It’ll be fine.” He mumbled against your neck, his hot breath hitting you. “I’ll be fine.” 

“But what if it’s not?” You ask for the umpteenth time. “Peter, this- Vulture or whatever, wants your head. This isn’t like helping people on the street, this isn’t even like stopping those robbers, this is a man who wants to kill you. Even if you don’t want to kill him.”

“I know, I know.” Peter nodded, trying his best to reassure you. You sighed, watching as head turned toward the window. It was already dark, you hadn’t even noticed. You watched as Peter turned his head back towards you, offering you a small smile. “I need to go.” You opened your mouth to say something but it was too late as Peter turned, grabbing ahold of his backpack as he headed towards his window.

“Wait, Peter!” You called just before he left through his window. He slowly turned his head towards you, giving you a look to let it go. Sighing, you nodded his way, the sickly feeling still residing in your stomach but you pushed away. Peter needed to do this, and you weren’t going to be the one to stop him. Not anymore. “Just… be careful.”

“You know I will.” Peter sent you a bright smile, saluting you off before jumping off his window seal. You ran to the window, looking down for him but then he flew ahead, in his Spider-Man suit. You watched him shoot webs, flying from building to building. Rocking on your feet, you watched his figure disappear before you could no long see him anymore. Clenching your fingers against the window, you bit your lip, looking back at the door. 

I’ll be fine.

But what if he isn’t? Sighing frustratingly you ran towards the door, opening it and running to the front door to the apartment before Aunt May could call after you. You knew Peter would be mad if he knew you were following him, but you needed to. For his safety.


After hours of searching for him, you finally found him. It had taken you much longer than you had originally intended but he was quick, especially with his spidey powers and it was practically impossible keeping up with him. But finally arriving at the scene only made your heart feel even more heavy, there was rubble and destruction everywhere. Fire that had been caused by the place crash. You couldn’t see Peter or even this Vulture guy he was suppose to be fighting.

It was just rubble and destruction. Though your worried eyes caught sight of something red, and inspecting it close you confirmed it was in fact blood. Your heart dropped, looking around desperately for Peter anywhere. You had the worst feeling in your stomach, and you almost felt like you might be sick. He couldn’t be dead. He just couldn’t.

“Peter?” You called out hesitantly, your voice breaking as you continued walking through everything. Tears welled in your eyes, exhausted from your walk practically around the city and exhausted from the thought that you might have lost the one thing that mattered anymore. You continued walking, for what seemed like forever before you heard a soft groan.

Your head snapped to your left, your eyes snapping everywhere for any sight of Peter. “Hello?” You called out, “Peter?” Another groan, and then another. Looking everywhere, you practically begged in your mind that you’d find him. You felt hope fill within you when you caught sight of a familiar head of brown. Running forward, you pushed some rubble away, catching sight of Peter. “Oh my God, Peter!” You called, trying to wake him but he didn’t move an inch. You struggled to push the rest of the rubble away, but eventually you did, knocking it over and falling beside Peter.

You carefully turned him over, seeing the gashes over his face and the blood that was leaking from it. Your eyes fell on the rest of his body, seeing a long cut on his stomach, and some part of his leg was bleeding. Your hand shook above him, slowly grabbing ahold of his face. “Peter? Please, Peter, wake up.” You pleaded, tears falling from your eyes. He couldn’t be. Please.

“Please. You’ll be okay.” You repeated, “i’ll help you. Come on.” You beckoned but he didn’t move. You felt your heart break, sobbing lightly as you head fell against his stomach. No.

“Y/N?” Gasping, you shot your head up, catching sight of Peter’s brown eyes upon your own. A smile immediately emmited on your face, reaching forward and without thinking pressing your lips against his own. Peter seemed shocked himself, probably in a bit of pain but eventually returned the kiss. When you pulled back, you smiled down at him, tears falling down your face.

“I told you i’d be fine.”

Long Live - Chapter 2

I’m so happy so many people liked Chapter 1! Thank you all so much for your kind words and messages!! I’ve decided that updates will hopefully be Sundays and Thursdays or as close to that schedule as i can get them.

Summary: Virgil was everything a future prince shouldn’t be. The quiet, antisocial kid at school who was the last person anyone ever expected to be the future leader of a faraway country. Luckily, that’s what Roman was there for.

Pairing: Prinxiety 

Words: 2303

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Irish Coffee

Hey guys! Long time no see. Working my way back into writing by doing a little drabble or two. For those of you who remember I did a thank you poll when I hit 500 followers and A LOT of people voted to have me try writing outside gajevy…upon another poll the most requested pair was lelu brotp! So here we are. Don’t worry, the gajevy is still strong, but this was a nice little way to get back into the groove. Lots of fun fluff ahead, and maybe a quick appearance by some of our favorite dragonslayers! I hope yall enjoy. As always, leave me a comment, reblog, tag, whatever you want to interact so I know what yall like! Get ready for more fic soon…I have ideas…many, many ideas :)


Pairing: Lelu brotp

Prompt: Sleepover

Length: 1.1k


Irish Coffee


Eighteen hours until the wedding. Levy clutched her stomach, laughing, as she snuggled against the fluffy pillow resting on her best friend. Sweet alcohol tickled her tongue, and she finished the last sip of her drink.

“I miss times like this,” she sighed, “When was our last sleepover?”

“Not since you moved out of Fairy Hills,” Lucy replied. A smile crept across her face as she thought back on countless nights huddled under blankets, watching movies, and joking about books and boys. Those nights were when Lucy realized she’d found a friend to lean on; in good times and bad, she’d always be able to count on Levy. A loud chime came from the microwave, and both girls jumped up from the couch, falling into their designated snack preparation roles like no time had passed. Lucy grabbed the popcorn, adding an extra dusting of salt, while Levy carefully walked back with their drinks. Reaching for her mug, the one covered in constellations, Lucy took a sip of Levy’s latest concoction. Alcohol burned her throat unexpectedly, forcing her to gasp. “What is this?”

“Irish coffee,” Levy giggled, “Gajeel taught me. Once you have a little whiskey in your coffee you’ll never go back to just cream.” Her face was tinged pink by laughter and drink.

Lucy put down her mug and eyed her friend. “I think he’s rubbing off on you a little too much.”

Levy sighed, letting her head fall onto the pillow. “Not tonight he’s not.” A brief moment passed in silence before both girls exploded in laughter, blushing even more. Innuendos went out the door during girls’ night.

“It’s a tradition,” Lucy chided.

“A stupid tradition,” Levy grumbled back, fisting another handful of popcorn into her mouth.

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