Another ref sheet for ANOTHER character I’m not currently working with (will be cool whenever I get to haha) Like I said in Hansen’s Ref Sheet, I have a couple of the sin character ref sheets set up I just kinda chop away at with any free time. So here is Harlem!
(this post is just a kinda joke, don’t take it seriously. aand sorry if there are language mistakes, I am not an English native speaker)
So, I watched some parts of film “I’m not ashamed” earlier with face fulled of confusion and “whattafuckness” and I cannot keep silence cause it’s sooo fucked up. The whole film is nothing but a mistake like the birth of Justin Bieber or Bulgaran singer Azis.
And… I was laughing so hard cause I haven’t seen anything more redicilous connected with Eric and Dylan before.
this was my face when I was watching it:
- I saw a 40years old musclebound man wearing grandpa shorts and blue like a summer sky t-shirt who appears to be Eric.
really? you wanna make me believe that he was wearing just blue t-shirt without any print and… it’s blue. we all know about Eric’s preferences of dark colors in clothes.
just look at him. I would fucking bully him for these clothes too cause it’s terrible
- then I saw Dylan in a “wrath” t-shirt
Dylan. In a WRATH t-shirt. In his daily life at school. Just wearing this. Yeah. Sure. Maybe he was shooting school every time he was wearing that t-shirt?
Dylan: Oh, today’s Monday. What I am wearing every Monday? A wrath t-shirt. Riight.
- what is this? jocks in whitehats to be worn bill backwards? yeeeahh
- HOLY SHIIT JUST LOOK AT THESE MUSCELS HE COULD FUCKING DESTROY ALL THOSE JOCKS EASY-PEASY
- wait a minute… what Bones is doing there
Well, I assume this whole scene with baby oil is nothing but a concentration of confusion.
- the teacher is talking bout nazis and natural selection at the class. it seems like teacher gave Eric an idea of natural selection stuff. and it seems like teacher doesn’t know the difference between natural and artificial selection. his autistic facial expression betrayes himself.
- THEY WANT ME TO FUCKING BELIEVE THAT GIRLS AT SCHOOL WERE DRESSING LIKE EMO TUMBLR GIRL FROM 2K16 IN 1999??
LOOK AT HER FASHION HAIRSTYLE
SHE LOOKS LIKE FUCKING INFORMAL EMO AND SHE’S HANGING OUT WITH THOSE GIRLS WHO ARE IN GOOD RELATIONSHIPS WITH JOCKS?? WEARING A TRENCH COAT IS NOT OKAY IN THEIR SCHOOL BUT BEING AN EMO OR WTF IS THIS IS COOL? WHERE’S A FUCKING LOGIC??
-OH YES! GIRLS OF NINETIES HAD STRAIGHT SHINY HAIR SHE HAD VISITED BEAUTY SALOON BEFORE COMING TO SCHOOL U KNOW EVERY GIRL OF THAT TIME DID THAT NOTHING SPECIAL
EVEN GODDAMNED HOLYWOOD SUPERSTARS DIDN’T HAVE SUCH HAIR
-I can’t believe Eric was wearing red shirt like this. red shirt like a blood which is streaming from my eyes instead of tears while I’m watching this
- LOOK AT THESE HAIRY 40YEARS OLD MAN’S ARMS
THEY CANNOT BELONG TO A TEENAGER THESE ARMS BELONG TO RANDY ORTON OR SOMEONE ELSE BUT NOT TO A TEENAGER SERIOUSLY
-SOOO APPARENTLY THERE WERE 5 SHOOTERS: ERIC, DYLAN AND THESE THREE BOYS IN TRENCH COATS.
-AAND THEY ARE PLAYING SOME GAME WHICH LOOKS LIKE IT’S FROM 2003 ON A OLD AS DINOSAUR’S SHIT TV
Eric: hey, Dyl, we should shoot up the school and yeeess it’s totally mine idea.
Dylan: woooww duuude you scared me aloooot cause I never thought about school shooting before
-Eric in Natural Selection t-shirt at school. I’m done. I’m fucking done.
-no, i’m not done yet because… because whhatttafuck?? can someone explain me why they are whatching this at class??
damn girl, it was just a homemade video, why are you shitting bricks like they were tearing apart a little yeanling on the screen
-THEY ARE BULLING CHRISTIAN GIRL OOHH THEY ARE SUCH CRUEL MONSTERS WHAT AN ATROCITY GEEEZZZ
-and yes. they are talking about dog. oh, sorry. God. they are actually were talking with her at that moment. yeah. why not.
Well. I wasted 14 minutes of my life watching that. “14 minutes not so much” someone can say. but these 14 minutes were the most wasting time minutes in my entire life. I would rather watched video with totally white wall than this.
I don’t wanna offend anyone who did like this film (lying). But just admit it: it’s bad. It’s really bad. Really.
Summary: SEX then Peter, the Reader, MJ and Ned go to a club that just opens up. Something happens to the Reader causing a violent side to come out of him.
Warnings: Peter’s sweet in the streets but a freak in the sheets. Yes there will be a lot of swearing cause I mean Tom swears IRL and I swear a lot so whatever. SEX. BDSM: Cuffs & Peter DOM . Mega warning for a small bit of sexual assault happens to the reader. ANGST.
Read the P.s before reading.
Word Count: 1,500+
A/N: Made the photo edit myself.
P.S: I DON’T WRITE SMUT ABOUT 15 Y/O PETER. LEMME CLARIFY: HE WAS GRADUATING HIGHSCHOOL WHEN ENVY WAS PUT OUT. I WANT TO CLARIFY BECAUSE I WILL NEVER WRITE ABOUT A 15 Y/O HAVING SEX IN MY SMUTS. IT’S NOT RIGHT. IN MY OPINION. JUST KNOW IN MY UNIVERSE HE IS IN HIS 20′S AT THIS POINT. THANK YOU, THAT IS ALL :,)
Tonight was definitely needed. Peter,Ned,MJ and I were going out to a club that just opened up. Peter had a stressful day at training and I got his friends to meet us at the club. I thought it would be a good surprise for him since he hasn’t seen them in a while.
You were getting ready in front of your vanity dresser. The huge mirror being a plus so you didn’t have to bend over or sit down. Your body was covered by a black dress that had a cut in the side exposing your left side. A pair of Louis Vuitton heels on. Your hair was curled and styled, now it was time to finish your makeup.
“Kitten, you look so good” Peter’s voice comes up from behind you. His eyes look at your body in the mirror. You always felt like prey with him in the bedroom. He always pinned you against counters or the bed. He’s taken you in all of the rooms of our apartment.
His hands slide down your body to your core. A small moan escapes you as you drop your mascara tube. Kisses were pressed against your exposed neck. His touch made your knees buckle a bit.
“P-Peter.. I’m getting ready” I gasp as his teeth nip at my skin. His eyes meet yours in the mirror. The eye contact felt electrifying..
“You going to be a good girl and let me take you with your cuffs on?” Peter’s eyes darkening with arousal. He reaches into the drawer pulling out your cuffs. Your eyes glued to the cuffs he had custom made for you.
“We’re going to be-”
“I asked you if you were going to be a good girl?” his hand smacking your ass hard. Peter grabs your hands putting them in the cuffs and buckling them together in front you. He grabs the lock that has yours and Peter’s initials on it. Clicking the lock on the cuffs he locks it with the key from his necklace.
“Yes sir, I’m going to be a good girl” I say in desperation rubbing my ass against his bulge. A low moan slips out from Peter. The sounds of pleasure he made my knees buckle a bit.
“God I need you so badly” he groans taking you to the bed then reaching to unzip his pants. You squeeze your thighs together from the growing need you have. He parts your legs settling himself in between them.
“P-Peter.. Please” I gasp out in need feeling the tip tease my entrance. His lip is taken in by his teeth, a groan coming out as he slides into you.
“You’re so wet Angel” he moans into your ear pulling your body close to him. Peter’s thrusts started getting faster and harder. Moans filled the air as he claimed you.
“P-Peter” I whimper out feeling his thumb rub circles on my clit. Totally forgetting everything else as I tilt my head back. His pelvis slamming into mine causing moans to pour out of me.
“You’re my girl got that? Don’t you ever forget that” He kisses your collarbones as he rubs your clit slower.
“Can I please be on top sir?” I ask batting my eyelashes at him. He looks up at you from kissing in-between the valley of your breasts. You hook your finger under his chin to pull him up the best you could being cuffed. He snakes his arms around you rolling to the side with him still inside you. Now you’re on top with legs on either side of him.
Sitting up so now he’s eye level with you. Him being dominant having to see your face in pleasure. Peter’s hands grip your ass making you whimper. Raising your bound hands you put them behind his head. Now his head is in between your forearms. You were surprised he didn’t take your arms off and put them behind you.
“c’mon Angel, focus on your King” you smiled at your pet name. One of the many names he called you. He pulls you closer kissing your lips in a passionate heated kiss. A whimper comes out as he smacks your as you’re slowly going up and down on his cock. Your pace picking up causing whimpers to come out of you.
“oh fuck, you’re so deep Peter” you moan out resting your forehead against his. Feeling his cock hit that one spot that made your stomach tighten. His eyes bore into yours as he started moving his hips up quickly.
“fuckk you’re squeezing me so tightly, g-gonna cum” he gasps looking down at your connected parts.His hand smacks your ass harder gripping it tightly after.
“Pl-please let me cum sir, p-please!” I cry out as my legs start shaking more. His thumb moving quicker on your sensitive bundle of nerves.
“C-cum for me Angel” he groans as his thrusts get slower. Your bodies rocking together making the headboard thud against the wall. He kisses your neck sucking and biting as you came. A loud moan comes from Peter as he releases into you. You whimper from exhaustion as he lays back, your hands still around his neck.
Kissing his jawline down to his neck. Marking his neck for later so girls know he’s yours. He let’s out a hum in content as his chest rises up and down quickly.You hear a click signaling you’ve been set free. You get off him pulling your bound wrist to your lap. Peter sits up helping you out of your confinements.
“Now will you let me get ready?” I ask with a little laugh escaping me. Your hair is probably fucked up by now.
“Yes Angel you can, I definitely needed that tonight” he smiles standing up pulling his boxers on.
“Peter you practically have me every night” You laugh pulling down your dress fixing it. Looking at your reflection, surprisingly your hair wasn’t as bad as you thought.
“I do, because you’re mine” Peter states pulling you close giving you a kiss.
“as you are mine” I say kissing him back feeling content.
“Now lets get ready okay? I’ll say we got held up with Mr. Stark” he lets out a laugh pulling out his phone.
“Ned I’m going to go and get some more drinks!” my words coming out slurred as I was watching Peter and MJ singing on stage. Ned gives you a thumbs up before you make your way towards the bar. You could feel eyes on you ,sure it would have been nice before when the single life was what you lived but now you’re with Peter.
“Can I get another tequila shot?” I ask the bartender leaning forward exposing my chest a bit.
“Two more on the house” the bartender winks filling up two shots for you.Free drinks is where it’s at. You could feel the buzz going through your whole body. A buzzing comes from your wrist causing you to look down. A message from Karen popped up on your Apple Watch you improved.
“A few more drinks and you’re going to be completely drunk, be safe”
“ Thank youuu” I smile quickly downing the shots. Looking over I see Peter getting off of the stage. He had a beer in his hand while MJ had a book in hers.
Walking over you stumble a bit into some guys. The turn looking you up and down making you uneasy. One of them grabs your wrists as the others start pulling your body towards the exit. You try to scream for Peter but the music was too loud. Fear was the only thing coursing through your body now.
“W-why are you doing this?” I ask wincing at the tight grip on my wrists. The alcohol making the pain more intense. Struggling trying to let go but stopped once a gun was pointed at you.
“I got news that THE Spider-Man’s girlfriend was in my club, we could use her as leverage to get new stuff from his friend Stark.”
“Karen order Peter to come here I’m in -” a slap cutting me off mid sentence.
“I told you not to fucking speak bitch” The ring leader growls. Your face stung from how hard the slap was. It wasn’t your normal slap you get in the bedroom. This was the real world,the dangerous one.
I felt my dress being pulled up causing me to whimper. Lifting my leg I try and slab the guy with my stilleto.My feet are kicked from underneath me making my body crash into the alley wall. Another slap makes blood fly out of my mouth.
“We teach bad girls a lesson” the one behind you says darkly.
“You’re going to regret even touching me!” I shout as his grimy hands rip your panties down your legs. Your heart drops to your stomach when your dress is lifted up above your ass.
“Peter go here, Angel is in trouble” Karen’s voice fills your ear piece. Your girls nickname making your body tense. I tried looking around the club but I couldn’t see her anywhere. Following Karen’s directions it takes me right outside of the club.
Flicking my wrists my bracelets transform into web shooters. Swinging around to see a sight I never wanted to see. My angel was being taken by demons. Her cries filled the air as they took her. All I saw was red.
Activating my taser webs I shoot a web wrapping it around both of the guys necks. Attaching the web to metal I set it off electrocuting them. Jumping down I web grenade the man who was taking my girl bent over a bin. His body stuck to the wall I pull down her dress pulling her into my body. Her sobs filling my ears causing me to snap. I change the fluid to the acid shooting him in the mouth and eyes.
“P-please don’t l-leave m-me alone a-again” My heart breaking as I hold her tight not letting go. Her body shaking as tears poured down her cheeks. All of a sudden cops fill the alley way as Tony lands in his suit looking at the situation.
“h-he ra-raped me Tony” she points over to the man struggling in the web grenade.
“Police report will be sent from my HQ where my doctors are all you do is take pictures got that?!” Tony snaps making the cops flinch before scurrying to do evidence checks.
“c’mon love let’s go home yeah?” I ask holding her close to me. Tears kept pouring down as she wrapped her arms around me. Flicking my wrist I shoot a web at the closest building. The whole way home I had to hear her cry, a little piece of my heart breaking each time.
I’m going to make those guys pay no matter what.. No one makes an Angel cry, especially MY Angel