KaciartKaciart He’s being bullied by some of the kids in the school Because Noctis snubs everyone but Prompto
DraiadDraiad they’d get so jealous
KaciartKaciart So as an act of self preservation he starts trying to not be caught alone with Noctis so much Always willing to go to Nocts place but less willing to go to the arcade Of course the bullies are clever enough to never do it around Noctis and his entourage
Summary: After discovering their powers and wanting to save a troubled citizen, the Reader is left to dealt with the consequences, but ends up finding out a certain secret from a certain spiderling instead.
Word Count: 3,180 (omg)
Warnings: Language, cuteness, discovery of powers, fluff, fight scene, shy!Reader, *slight* assault scene, suck-ass ending (bc I’m trash and I suck at writing), (Please let me know if I missed anything).
A/N: For some reason, I had such a hard time making a summary for this ?? Hopefully the anon that requested this thinks it’s okay. :// I’m slowly moving through all my requests (I have a lot lol). Anyway, let me know what you think as always and enjoy reading!
Walking into Midtown High, you cautiously grudge towards your locker in order to get your books for today’s classes.
These past few days have been strange, to say the least.
Despite it being almost the end of the school year and the hot weather finally arriving, you somehow felt cold to your bones.
Instead of wearing short sleeves and shorts, you started dressing in sweatshirts and pants.
Maybe I’m getting sick…?
Maybe it’s just the chills…?
You kept making excuses like that, but the coldness never seemed to go away.
It’s been happening for a couple weeks now, but you didn’t know what to do.
I keep saying this, but well, I did my best and I hope I did okay with it! Please excuse any grammar mistakes and …the poor writing.
Part 3 should be up later on the week. That’s going to be Lance and Shiro’s angst.
Ok, i’m done rambling.
up at the sound of a soft humming near him and he sighs unconsciously as he
feels fingers passing through his hair in a soothing motion.
recognizes Allura’s smell, a mix that reminds him of roses and vanilla. Lance
hums contently, unconsciously leaning his head further into her touch and
almost whines when her voice stops abruptly.
“Lance? Asteráki?” She calls softly and Lance
limits himself to hum, pushing his head further against her lap. “Asteráki, I need you to open your eyes,
ever so slowly, Lance finally gathers enough strength to open his eyes and the
first thing he sees is Allura’s worried face but a soft smile appears on her lips
as soon as she sees his baby blue eyes.
there.” She whispers, stroking his cheek tenderly and Lance’s mouth twitches
you feeling?” She asks in low voice and pulls the blanket tighter around Lance
as she watches the brunet shiver.
coughs out, trying to suppress the shivers that shake his body, “I’m good.”
sure.” Allura says unconvinced and Lance doesn’t need to look up to know she’s
rolling her eyes, “Try to not move a lot, please. I will be right back, I’m
just getting you some food, okay?” Lance whines when Allura pulls his head up
and places it gently on the pillow, “Sh, it’s okay. I will be right back.”
faintly hears the sound of the door opening before it closes with a swoosh. Letting out a sigh, Lance turns
and props himself up until he’s half sitting in his bed, panting harshly at the
He leans heavily
against the wall, tightening his hold on the blanket around him and then closes
his eyes. It shouldn’t have passed more than three minutes before he hears the
door open once again.
Lance rasps out and feels someone sitting on the edge of the bed.
her silence, Lance blinks to clear out his blurred vision and his eyes widen at
the figure of his boyfriend at the end of the bed.
Lance breaths out, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of the black haired
teen, “H-Hey, you. Good t-timing, a cradling and c-cuddle session would be
He tries to
smile playfully, but his smile quickly falls when Keith keeps his eyes down and
turns his head away from Lance’s direction.
heart stops and then he’s sucking in a sharp breath. “K-Keith?” He calls again,
his voice soft and small, vulnerability dripping from it, “A-Amor?”
Maybe We Can Be Friends - Uma x Harry x Gil x Reader
Requested: I was just going to ask if you could write an imagine where Uma and her crew come to Auradon and they’re greeted by this really sweet and cute girl who ends up being Queen Clarion’s daughter? So at first Uma didn’t really like her but in the end they end up being really close because the girl revealed she didn’t really like Mal either and can you throw in a little Harry? I’m sorry and thank you <3
A/N alright this is my first time doing an Imagine like this and I’m quite excited to try this! Hope you love it (: thank you for the request @meiwasesu
fic rec for @chuuchuuyaaand i really wanted to add little blurbs and reviews so you could pick ones ur interested in but i love every one of these and theyre all so amazing i rec reading all of them hh
Scandalize Meby jenjen92 - /Iwaoi/ - dont remember too much of what happened oiks is a popular actor andhim and iwa haven talked in a long time and shit its goood
Efflorescenceby h_lovely - /Matsuhana/ - THIS ONE IS AMAZING MATSUKAWA IS D A D D Y MATERIAL IN THIS AND HOLLYY FUCK THE PLOT IS AMAZING AND THE CHARACTERS ARE SO WELL WRITTEN AND SDJFH also recc checking out the authors other works bc holy shit their writing is amazing
i’ll fall with gravityby ebenroot - /iwaoi/ - marvel evengers/x-men au this was like watching a movie i shit you n o t. the writing in this is beyond amazing and you will read the whole thing in one sitting even though its long as shit pt 2 is just as amazing however the author is on hiatus and has been for a while i believe :( but still worth reading!
better than spy films by dalyeau - /bokuaka/ - i dont,, remember what this was about tbh but this author is amazing im looking through all their works and im gonna go read some lmao
the jacket you never returnedby daisuga -/bokuaka?/ - idk if i can even call it that tbh ANGSTi read this years ago but im still tearing up oh my god this ones gonna hurt so so bad holy fuck
Mannequin Men by surveycorpsjean - /bokuakakurotsukki/ - theyre all models. hot funny and charming models. probably my fav fic for this ship tbh the story is amazing the characters personalities are distinct and its just so well written sdfgh please do read this one
aaand those are some of my favorites! hope you like some of them! also for anyone else feel free to add on i had lots of fun doing this tbh. you can check out some of my writing too @kageyamaotori on ao3 my bokuakakurotsukki gets good after a the first or second chapter i think or at least better and i have a fem iwaoi too and a short bokuaka but only if you want hh
He was supposed to come back 2 hours ago. You were starting
to get impatient when you heard voices coming from the first floor. You rushed
downstairs. They were talking about something and you could feel how tense the
atmosphere was. When you got near them they all fell silent.
“What happened?” you asked. Hoseok just glared at you and
brushed past, going up the stairs to his office. You followed him with your
eyes and when he was inside you turned to the members.
“What’s up with him? Why the gloomy faces?”
“Don’t mind him, you
know that you’re the last person he would do anything to.” Kihyun told you.
“The deal didn’t come through, it was a trap.” Changkyun
“What?” only now you noticed that there was one member
“Where’s Minhyuk?” you questioned but the members stayed quiet.
“Tell me!!” you shouted grabbing Kihyun by the collar.
“I think you should hear this from Hoseok.” he said. You let
go of him and quickly ran up the stairs, slamming the door to his office open. He
was standing near the window, his back to you.
“Tell me what happened.”
“Close the door.” he said in a harsh tone.
He never talked to you like that so you were reluctant to
comply. He turned around and looked you straight in the eyes.
“Close the god damn door!!” he ordered, practically shouting
at you. You have never seen him this angry and you could feel a shiver run down
your spine. You didn’t want to make him more mad and finally got the door
closed. You stood still for a minute and after a while decided to approach him.
Maybe you will get him to calm down.
“Hoseok-“ you started
putting your hand on his shoulder.
“Don’t touch me!”
You pulled back and waited for him to tell you something. He
turned to the window again.
“Minhyuk is dead.”
It seemed like the world stopped at that moment. You could
feel the tears starting to build up in the corners of your eyes.
“How?” was the only thing you dared ask him. He punched the
wall near him, startling you.
“It’s all my fault, I should have known this would happen. How
could I trust those bastards…”
“How can you say that? Are you really going to blame
yourself for this?” you were about to ask when he slapped you hard across the
face. Holding your cheek you immediately took a few steps back.
“And what do you know?! You weren’t even there!!” he shouted
but then realized what he had done.
“Oh my god, baby I’m sorry, my emotions took over me.” he
begged you to understand as he approached you. But it was too late, you
couldn’t look at his face right now because the sweet Hoseok you knew
disappeared the moment you walked into this room. Avoiding his grasp you rushed
out of the room. You ran downstairs
where the other members were still gathered.
“Y/N?! What happened?” Hyungwon asked.
“Move!!” you just shouted going out the door to your car.
“What did you do Hoseok?” Kihyun tried to stop him as he
chased after you. He pushed him away and ran outside.
“Baby, please wait!!”
but you had already started the car’s engine you looked at him through
the rear view mirror meeting his gaze for the last time before you drove off.
“Fuck!!” he screamed slumping down at the ground. “What have
A/N: Aggressive behaviour = perfect opportunity to write a mafia au 😃 But getting serious aggressive relationships is a big no no and should not be tolerated. Anyhow, feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc, I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!! 😉
Request from anon for a Jax x Reader where reader is Chibs’ niece and she really likes Jax even though he’s with Tara. Includes Tig x Reader friendship too :)
“Do you think he’ll ever see me as more than just a kid?” You sip your glass of whiskey as you sit cross legged on Tig’s bed, one of your late night chats taking place.
Tig was one, maybe the only one, who knew of your gigantic crush on Jax. You could tell your best friend anything, and he knew you too well to be able to miss your feelings for the blonde biker. But all you seemed to be to Jax was Chibs’ kid niece, young and childish.
“I don’t know, sweetheart.” Tig says honestly as he leans against the head board, his legs outstretched as he nurses his own glass. “What I do know, though, is that you’ll never get your answer unless you tell him how you feel.”
You smile warmly in response, the gesture not meeting your eyes. Sighing deeply, you shake your head, taking a gulp of the amber liquid. “No point, Tiger. He’s loved Tara all his life.”
“Maybe, but the cracks are showing baby girl, and now is your time to shine if there was ever one.” You deliberate the statement in your mind as you’ve done many times before, even though deep down, you know you’ll never tell Jax how you feel.
The door to Tig’s room gets thrown open, the action catching you off guard as you jump. Your eyes widen as you see Tara standing there, the look on her face telling you she’s heard the whole conversation.
“I fucking knew it.” she seethes, you pushing yourself to stand up, ready just incase she tries to attack. She storms towards you, your empty glass dropping onto the bed. “I’ve been trying to warn him about you for months, but he just can’t see it.”
“Are you for real right now? If there’s anyone he needs to warned about its you.” You see Tig get up out of your peripheral vision, giving you space to stand up for yourself but also ready to stop the two of you from clawing each other to pieces.
Her anger turns to humour as she laughs in your face, the cocky smile on her lips something you’re just itching to scratch off. “I’m only gonna tell you once, so listen up. Jax is mine, he loves me. You’re just a desperate, worthless bitch.”
You don’t even realise you’ve slapped her until you feel the sting on your palm, her hand flying to her cheek to cradle her reddened skin. Your eyes flicker to Tig, a proud look on his face as he winks at you.
You can’t rest for long before Tara delivers a slap of her own, you swinging a punch in return as she falls to the floor. Before you know it, you’re both on the floor, the two of you shouting in anger as you fight.
You’re too busy seeing red to notice Tig come behind you, only realising he’s there when he drags you off of Tara, Jax pulling her roughly off the floor as you both try to escape from your captors. “What the fuck is going on?!”
You stop resisting Tig as Jax shouts, a stressed and confused expression on his face as he looks between you and your opponent. You place your hand on top of Tig’s as it rests on your waist, knowing you’re going to need his support before Tara even speaks.
“She’s fucking obsessed with you, that’s what!” Tara shouts, shoving Jax away from her. You feel like you might puke as you stand there, your big secret out in the open. “I questioned her about it and she attacked me!”
“I wouldn’t say calling me a worthless bitch is questioning me, but whatever floats your boat.” you spit sarcastically, ignoring Jax’s burning gaze. She lunges for you again, your clenching fist unneeded as Jax grabs her swiftly, yanking her backwards.
“Out, now!” he orders, leaving no room for refusal. Tara stares at him in shock, unable to comprehend that he’s talking to her. She scoffs, shrugging his grip on her away.
“Fuck you, Jax. I’m too good for this shit.” You look down at your feet at her words, feeling guilty for being partly to blame for their argument.
“Give us a minute, Tig.” You swallow nervously at Jax’s request, Tig removing himself from you. He looks at you for reassurance, not wanting to leave unless you’re okay with it. “I’m not mad, (Y/N).”
Relief floods you, your attention flickering to Jax’s pleading eyes before you nod at Tig, squeezing his arm as thanks before he leaves the room, shutting the door behind him.
“Is it true?” Jax asks, breaking the tense silence. You stare at your feet as you nod in confirmation, a sigh leaving Jax’s lips. You watch as he sits on the edge of the bed, his hands running over his face as he tries to take in the new found information.
You shuffle on your feet awkwardly as he stares at the wall, brow furrowed as he thinks deeply. He shuffles over, tapping the space next to him, you complying as you shuffle over and sit down.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” You roll your eyes, chuckling humourlessly as you pick a loose thread on your jeans.
“What would’ve been the point?” you ask quietly, not being able to look at Jax as he sits so closely, his eyes watching you as he waits for you to continue. “All I am to you is Chibs’ niece. Plus, you have Tara.”
“Had. I had Tara. I ended it just before you went all Jackie Chan.” he teases, nudging your body with his. You smile, shaking your head as you nudge him back, enjoying the closeness.
“I hope you’re not expecting me to say that I’m sorry to hear that. No offence but I kinda hate her.” Jax laughs at your honesty, his sparkling eyes meeting yours, your lungs feeling empty at the little distance between the two of you.
You force yourself to be realistic, smiling sadly at the biker. “Don’t worry, you can save the whole ‘I wanna be friends’ speech. I wasn’t expecting you to return my feelings.”
You stand up quickly, walking over to Tig’s chair and retrieving your jacket, tears prickling at your eyes as you try to resist breaking down. “I should be going anyway.”
You spin around, your eyes wide in shock as you see Jax lean down, his hands grabbing your face as he kisses you. You don’t respond at first, not sure whether you’re dreaming, until you realise this is real life and oh my god Jax Teller is kissing you.
You let your eyes flutter shut as you kiss him back, his lips feeling nothing short of incredible as they move against your own. Your jacket is forgotten as you drop it to the floor, your hands moving to grip his biceps as his tongue slips into your mouth, your core tingling at the feeling.
Only when you’re completely breathless do you pull away, Jax resting his forehead against yours as the two of you struggle to breathe. You grip his shirt between your fingers, not wanting him to move and ruin the moment.
“We should do that more often.” you say, Jax smirking before he places his lips to your forehead, his arms wrapping around you as he hugs you.
“Sorry it took me so long.”
A/N - Wasn’t sure how I wanted to go about this but I’m pretty happy with how it came out!!! Thanks for reading, feedback is always appreciated ❤
out of the shower, drying yourself off and putting your clothes back on. Your
hair was still wrapped in a towel. When you came out of the bathroom you nearly
jumped out of your skin. There was someone sitting on your bed, head in their
hands. The person turned around and you were greeted with the face of
Montgomery. “What the fuck, de la Cruz? What are you doing here?” you exhaled,
confused but relieved that it was Monty. “Well, good to see you too, Y/N.” he
said with a smirk on his face. Your relationship with Monty was not really a
relationship. A few times a week you hook up with each other, you were friends
with benefits. You always had a crush on him, but he just wasn´t the
relationship type, so you take what you get. “Uhm it´s nice to see you too, but
that wasn´t the question Monty. What are you doing here?” You asked again
throwing your towel into the bathroom. You were dressed in one of Monty´s
flannel´s he left at your house a few weeks ago, underneath it you only wear
lacy panties and a lacy bralette, you always felt comfortable in them.
He shrugged his shoulders and got up to meet you. “I saw that your parent´s car
weren´t in the driveway.” He said walking closer to you. “So you decided to climb through my window?”
you asked amused pointing at the open window. “What can I say, I just missed
you.” He mumbled and pulled you into him. “Monty, you saw me in school today.”
You giggled, when he began to place kisses on your neck. “Your parents are
away?” He asked, completely ignoring what you just said. “They went out with
some friends.” You whispered and felt him smirk against your neck. He pushed
you against the wall next to your door and you gasped, surprised by his sudden
harshness. His kisses fast turned into harsh bites and sucking on your neck,
his hands under your flannel roaming over your soft skin. You yelped when he
bites your neck extremely hard while he bucks his hips into yours, but he
didn´t stop. “Monty.” You whispered, trying to push him away, but his hands
grabbed your hips harder. “Monty, stop, you´re hurting me.” You said, pressing
your hands against his chest still trying to push him away. He starts tugging
at your flannel moving it up, this was enough for you and you finally managed
to push him away from you. You pulled the flannel down again looking at him
shocked. He stands a few feet´s away from you and was breathing heavy looking
at you furious. “What has gotten into
you?” you whispered wrapping your arms around yourself in a manner of
self-defense. He snarled sarcastically and shook his head laughing. “What? You
don’t want me? You think you can call me whenever you want someone to fuck you,
but when I need it you refuse? I´m not your dog you can call when you need
someone to play with!” He shouted and you flinched at his outburst. “Everyone
thinks they can treat me like shit and I´m so done with this.” He throws his
arms in the air and started pacing around your room. “Monty, you are scaring
me.” You mumbled pressing yourself against the wall to create as much distance
from Monty as possible; you have never seen him like this at least not toward
you. “Ah now you are scared?” he laughed sarcastically and you saw that he
looked more angry than before. “Please calm down, Monty. We can talk about it
or someth-“He cut you off when he smashed a picture frame against your door.
Glass and wood splitter hit the side of your face and you flinched, feeling the
glass cutting your cheek. Your breath was shaky and your hand went to your left
cheek. You looked at your hand in horror when you saw blood on your finger,
tears starting to well up in your eyes. “Oh god, Y/N/N, I didn´t mean… I never
wanted to…” He immediately went to you, his eyes full of concern. You flinched
when he placed a hand on your unharmed cheek and you saw the shock written on
his face. “I´m so sorry, I never wanted to hurt you; you need to believe me.
You are the only one that ever… I mean… I´m so sorry.” He rambled and you felt
a tears running down your face. “Y/N, please say something.” He whispered and
you looked at him. “I need to clean up before someone steps into the glass.”
You whispered kneeling down shoving the leftovers from your picture frame
together. You were shaking, what you noticed when you pulled out the picture
from under the glass and wood. “Stop, Y/N, you´re hurting yourself.” He takes
your hands into his own, pulling you up. “I´m so sorry, Y/N/N.” he whispered
pulling you into his chest, pressing his lips against your forehead. You closed
your eyes, slowly returning the hug. You two stands there for a moment and you
seek comfort in his hug. He breaks the hug and bends down to clean up the mess
You sit on
your bed watching Monty. The picture he throws was actually a picture
of you and him from the last summer, when you were at a party at the beach. You
looked down at the picture and smiled slightly. On the picture Monty and you
sat at a bonfire and he had his arm around your shoulder, while you had your
head leaning on his shoulder. That night was the first time you really talked
to him and for once he wasn´t the cocky asshole you knew from the hallways or
the jock with anger issues. This night he was sweet, funny and cute. You saw
another side and that’s when the felling´s started. “I remember that night.” He
mumbled and you jumped, you didn´t noticed that he had sat down next to you.
“You remember that night? You were pretty drunk.” You whispered smiling, still
looking down at the picture. “And you looked so beautiful.” He whispered and
you meet his gaze. “I´m so sorry, Y/N, please don’t hate me. I couldn´t stand if
you hate me.” He whispered and you smiled at him. “I could never hate you,
Monty.” You said and caressed his cheek in a loving manner. “I will clean this
cut now.” You mumbled, getting up after a bit of silence. He nodded and
shooting you a small, but guilty smile.
left your bathroom Montgomery still sat at the same spot on your bed. When he
heard you coming he stands up, facing you. “I will go now; you probably want to
be alone.” He said and walked to your window. You walked towards Monty wrapping
your arms around his torso. “Stay with me. Don’t go.” You whispered, burying
your face in his back. “Y/N/N, I think it would be the best when we don’t see
each other for a while.” He said, his hands resting on your window frame. You
shook your head no, hugging him harder. “I hurt you, something I swore I would
never do.” He sighed trying to escape your grip. “But I want you to stay.” You
whispered and he sighed again. “Why?” he whispered clearly confused. “Because,
I want to watch a movie, cuddle myself in my bed and eat ice cream and I want
it to do it with you.” You whispered, he finally turned around and smiled at
you, while you began to grin. “I know you can´t resist me.” You said biting
your lip. He rolled his eyes and looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “I always
thought it would be the other way around.” He said smirking down at you. You
just shrugged your shoulders, turning around and sat yourself down on your bed,
leaning against your headboard. “Go downstairs and get the ice cream. I will
choose the movie.” You said turning on the TV, smiling like an idiot. Monty
shook his head smiling and let out a small laugh. “Chunky-Monkey?” he asked,
but already made his way downstairs, knowing the answer. “And when you´re back
you ´re gonna take your clothes off. I like you better without them.” You
shouted after him and giggled, hearing his faint laugh from downstairs.
You sat on
Montgomery´s lap the movie long forgotten. His hands were on your thighs
running them up and down, while you were holding the package with ice cream and
a spoon. “Come on, give me ice cream.” He whined and you laughed at his
childishness. “Montgomery de la Cruz just whined, I can´t believe it.” You said,
between laughter’s and he rolled his eyes. He opened a few buttons of the
flannel you were wearing, kissing your now exposed collarbone and you let out
sigh, biting your bottom lip. “Fine, you get some ice cream.” You whispered
smiling at him. He opened his mouth and you placed a spoon with ice cream in
his mouth. “Wait, that’s only banana and walnuts.” He mumbled still munching on
the ice cream and you giggled. “You did it on purpose.” He gasped with an
amused smile on his lips and you laughed out loud. “You were using my sweet
spots against me, you don’t deserve chocolate.” You explained planting a small
kiss on his lips. “But I was only using them to get some ice cream.” He
whispered, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulled you closer. “You want
chocolate?” you asked ghosting your lips over his and he nodded brushing his
nose against yours. “Make me a compliment.” You stated and grinned at him,
while he groaned. “What do you want to hear?” he asked. “You can´t really
expect that I will tell you what to say.” You looked at him and he began to
smirk. “I love fucking you.” He smirked at you and you rolled your eyes. “Way
to ruin the mood.” You mumbled frowning and leaned back. “Okay okay, you are
the most beautiful and smartest girl I´ve ever meet.” He said smiling up at you.
“Okay I will accept that.” You nodded approvingly, placing a spoon with banana
and chocolate in his mouth. “Go on and you will get more.” You said with a
smirk. “I really like you.” He whispered smiling slightly at you, his thumb
painting small circles on your hipbones. “That´s not a compliment.” You countered.
“But a confession.” Your smirk fell and you blinked a few times. You placed the
ice cream and the fork on you nightstand and your hands went to his neck. “You
mean it?” You asked hopefully while your hands played with his hair and he
nodded. You placed your lips on his, your hands on his cheeks now, while he
pulled you even closer. Monty pulled away smiling at you. “I really like you
too.” You confessed and he began to smirk. He leaned forward and you yelped
when your back hit your bed. Monty began kissing your neck while unbuttoning
the flannel. He kissed his way down your neck to your collarbone, now plastering
kisses down the valley of your breast and your giggle´s turned into moans.
“God, I love it when you wear lacy underwear.” He mumbled between kisses and
moans. You moaned as a reply your fingers running through his hair tugging on
it. “Did you expect someone else?” He smirked unclasping your bra. “You´re the
only one I have sex with.” You stated bringing his lips to meet yours. “Good,
because I don’t share.” With that he ripped your bralette from you and started
sucking on your right nipple. “Monty.” You hissed his name, when he grazed his
teeth over his your nipple. “Oh God, I love it when you say my name.” he smirked
turning his attention to the other nipple.
Both of you didn´t hear the car pulling into the driveway or your parents
coming through the front door. You both were pulled out of your foreplay, when
you heard your name being called. “Y/N, are you still awake?” you heard your
mother call and you pushed Monty away from you, your eyes widening in shock.
“Shit.” You hissed starting to bottom the flannel up. He was pacing through
your room and started to collect his clothes together. You heard footsteps
coming closer and you pushed Montgomery into your bathroom. Just in time you
managed to sit down on your bed, grabbing the book, you were recently reading from
your nightstand. You opened it, when your mother opened your bedroom door. “Hey
sweetie, you are still awake?” she asked and you smiled at her. “Well, I had
too much sugar I think.” You mumbled pointing to the ice cream and she cracked
a smile. “How was your dinner?” You asked trying to act normal. “It was ok, how
was your evening?” Your eyes wandered to your bathroom door before you shrugged
your shoulders. “Oh the same as always. I eat ice cream, watched a movie and
continue to read my book.” You explained smiling at her. “What happened to your
cheek and neck?” She asked and you inhaled sharply. “I know this sounds
absolutely ridiculous but something fell down and I was too lazy to stand up,
so I accidently hit my check on my night stand.” You explained trying to sound
convincingly. She nodded and began to smirk. “And what happened to your neck?”
She was now grinning at you and you looked at her in shock. “Mom.” You exhaled
and she laughed at you. “Is he here? Maybe hiding in your wardrobe?” she asked
and looked around your room. “No mom, he is not here and this is awkward.” You
sighed and shook your head. “What? You think I never meet up with my boyfriend
when my parents weren’t home, when I was young? And I have hid my boyfriend from my parents
more than one time.” Your eyes widen in shock. “Okay mom, this conversation is
over.” You mumbled hiding your face in your hands. “Okay, I will leave you
alone.” She said getting up. “And Y/N? Hopefully you used protection. I don’t
need grandchildren running around my house.” She said pointed to your bra lying
on the ground. “Oh god mom, get out.” You shouted and she left your room
After a few minutes later Monty came out of your bathroom, smirking. “Why are
you smirking? My mom almost caught us.” You whispered meeting halfway. “Your
mother is funny.” He whispered laughing silently. You smiled at him
sarcastically before rolling your eyes. “Just joking, babe.” He mumbled,
placing a kiss on your lips. “So, you had too much sugar, huh?” He asked smirking
down at you. “You are my sugar, baby.” You whispered, pulling him into another
kiss. He smirked into the kiss, before deepening it. You break the kiss and
shoot him a smile, which he returned. He began to slip into his jacket. “You
are leaving?” you asked playing with the hem of his shirt. “I don´t think it
would be a good idea if I stay over. Your parents don’t know I´m here.” He
whispered smiling and you nodded absently. “Your mom called me your boyfriend.”
He stated this time more serious. “Actually she talked about her boyfriends.”
You countered and he nodded. “You don’t want me to be your boyfriend?” He
asked, avoiding your gaze, he seemed almost shy. “You were the one who told me
you aren´t the relationship type.” You whispered trying to look him in the
eyes. “But what if I changed my mind?” You looked at him surprised but slowly
began to smile. “And what made you change your mind?” You asked and began to smirk.
He rolled his eyes and pulled you into a kiss, giving you the answer to your
question. “Okay.” You whispered, against his lips after he breaks the kiss. “I
will go now. See you tomorrow?” He asked moving toward your window and you
followed him. “Yeah.” You mumbled and pulled him into a hug. He kissed you one
last time before climbing through your window.
rest of the night you couldn´t swipe that smile off your face.
Notes: trigger warnings! Implications of sexual abuse, mentions of torture, swearing, injuries, memory loss, recuperating, fluff, angst, smut.
A/N: Part four! Bucky goes to see Banner and finds out more about his past with Y/N, while they find out about that something in his head.
Oh, and things get sexy.
Banner is nice enough. He keeps calling me James, though, and it’s a little confusing. Everyone here keeps calling me Bucky, and getting used to that one name was tough enough as it is. Now that I remember.. some difficult times, it’s a little exhausting to remind myself to answer to ‘James’ as well.
But he’s nice and lets me know what everything he’s using is for, so I decide to keep my trap shut and just roll with it. They’re trying to help me, after all. See how long it’ll take before I regain all of my memories, and I can’t wait for that to finally fucking happen.
A voice from the ceiling startles the living shit out of me when Doctor Banner asks some one called Friday what my brain-scan tells her.
Summary: Phil and dan run into each other at the grocery store and phil recognizes dan as his favorite pornstar via his ass
Word Count: 1.5k+
Warnings: none that I can thinking of? Cursing?? As per usual. A small moment where phil thinks dan wants to stop?
Ass ID :
“Please, god please Phil, yes, you fuck me so good! Hmph, god love your cock, so good to me.”
4 hours earlier ;
“Cereal, milk, brea- oomph!” I stumble back and quickly grab the closest thing to me which happens to be a boy about my age, steadying us both. He looks familiar and I cock my head to the side, not so subtly checking him out, where do I know him from?
“I’m so sorry! I wasn’t looking at where I was going.” He smiles, deep dimples digging into his cheeks and god, I know those dimples. Fuck, he’s so cute.
Without thinking, I stick my hand out, “Phil, sorry for running into you.” I feel my face heat up a little as he puts his hand in mine.
“Dan.” He turns around, spotting a loaf of bread on the floor behind him and bending down to grab it, and that’s when it clicks. If you had asked me two weeks ago, that’s I’d be recognizing my favorite porn star from his ass, I would have laughed in your face. But here I am, in the grocery store next to the star of all my wank fantasies, DanIsNotATop. Jesus Christ, only I could end up in this situation.
He straightens up and turns to me with a smirk, “Like what you see?”
I blush furiously, “I’m so sorry, this isn’t at all what I’m like, uh, I- nevermind, I’ll just be going now.” I quickly turn around and head in the opposite direction of the bread, great.
“Hey! Wait up!” I curse my luck as Dan catches up to walk next to me.
“Excuse me if this is forward, but you’re hot and I’m free all day.” I gaped at him, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.
The dimpled boy blushes, “Yeah, that was probably weird, I mean, we’re in the middle of a grocery store for god’s sake. Sorry, I’m a little too forward for my own good sometimes.” I’m so shellshocked that it seems my brain and mouth have stopped communicating and the words fall out of my mouth before I can think it through.
“Not surprising with your profession, I’m sure you gain a lot of confidence for that kind of stuff, what with everyone wanting to fuck you all the time.” My eyes almost pop out of their sockets, and I’m internally wishing for god to come and take me, for the ground to swallow me up, maybe even aliens abducting me would suffice. Of all the reactions, I do not expect Dan to start hysterically laughing.
“Oh my god! Well yeah I guess you’re right, aren’t you? So you watch me?” I nod dumbly, too surprised to even form words, probably a good thing at this point.
“Just have one question…when you say ‘everyone’ wants to fuck me, does that include you?” He’s looking up at me through thick, dark eyelashes and I’m swallowing before speaking up,
“Well, I mean, yes? Who wouldn’t wanna fuck you?” He giggles and I’m instantly endeared,
“There are a few people I can only hope don’t want to have sex with me, for example, my grandma.”
“Oh my god, Dan! That’s disgusting! Why is that the first example you think of?!” I let out a roaring laugh, my tongue poking out between my teeth and my hand coming up to cover my mouth.
When our laughter dies down he takes a step closer, getting into my personal space and whispering in my ear, “Offer still stands, if you aren’t secretly my grandma.”
I hum, “I guess I’ll just spend my night alone baking cookies then, too bad, I’d really thought this disguise would get me through.”
We giggle and I place my hand on his hip, traveling slowly to his back pocket and drawing out his phone before typing my number in, “Text me your number.” He does and I send him my address.
Leaning in till my lips brush against his ear as I begin to talk, breath hot and heavy, “7pm, don’t be late, princess.” I slip my tongue out to lick at the shell of his ear, watching goosebumps arise and feeling him shiver under my hands. I pull back, wink, and turn and walk towards the bread.
Current time ;
So that’s how I ended up in bed with the idol of my sexual delusions, being straddled by thick thighs, cock absolutely throbbing in my boxers. We had both already stripped to nothing but our boxers, or well, panties for dan. “Good god, Dan, you’re so hot for me, babe, gonna let me have you, yeah?” He nods eagerly into our kisss.
“Please, phil, touch me I want you to stretch me, please.”
“Mm, yes baby ‘course, c’mon let’s get you you out of those panties.” I flip us over, pulling off the black lace in one quick motion as dan lifts his hips up, before reaching for the lube lying next to me and popping the cap. Squirting a copious amount onto my fingers and warming it up between them, I kiss dan passionately distracting him from my hand wandering to his sex. I swirl my index finger around his rim before pushing in slowly, letting him adjust before thrusting it into him.
After a bit of stretching, I begin to search for his prostate, crooking my fingers at a different angle at every entrance to him, until I found it, well at least I think I do, since Dan lets out a series of pornstar moans (funnily enough) and pushed his ass back onto my fingers.
“Take me, I’m ready I promise, I swear it phil lease take me I’m begging you please!” Who could deny that? Certainly not me.
“I got you, baby, I’m gonna take real good care of you, don’t you worry.” I shed my briefs, grabbing the condom package next to me and ripping it open clumsily, about to roll it onto myself when dan’s hand comes up to catch my wrist, effectively halting my movements.
I look up, my eyebrows scrunching together. Did he want to stop? Before I can ask he shyly looks up at me, “Wanna do it.” I nod and hand over the condom, moving my hips closer to him so he can grasp my thickness, slowly pumping me before rolling the condom onto my shaft, grabbing the lube bottle, slathering it onto my length, and guiding my to his entrance. I push into the confining heat of him, groaning at the right grip, hovering over him, and breathing hot shallow breaths onto his sweat glistening neck.
“So good for me Dan, taking me so well, huh? Look at you, so nice. Such a pretty boy you are, princess.” A loud whimper escapes him, before he’s grinding back onto my cock.
“I’m good, I’m so good, you can move, move please please,” he rambles into my ear, pushing his onto into my hips, making my breathing stutter in pleasure. I pull out till only my cock head is inside him, before for slowly pushing back inside, watching his hole stretch so filthily around my thick rod, like I’ve daydreamed oh so many times before.
“So good on my cock, god, you’re so tight around me, fuck, dan shit,” I pull out, only to slam in a again and again, setting a hard and fast pace and angling my hips to slam into his prostate repeatedly, his legs wrapped tightly around my waist, face in the crook of my neck, fingernails absolutely tearing up my back, and groans falling shamelessly from both our mouths.
“Please, god please Phil, yes, you fuck me so good! Hmph, god love your cock, so good to me.” I can feel him tightening around my shaft, can physically feel him approaching orgasm, pushing me along as well. “C-close, phil, gonna cu-cum.”
I reach between us to fist his swollen cock, alerting him to my similar state, I’m losing pattern, heat pooling in my abdomen, before I feel Dan clench around me so fucking tight, my hips stutter and I can hear dan yelling his release as I spill into the condom, thrusting shallowly to ride out our orgasms.
“So fucking good, better than I ever imagined.” Dan giggles breathlessly, swatting my slick chest playfully as I gently pull out of him, careful not to hurt him, tie off the condom, tossing it into the bin, and falling onto my back beside dan. Our breathing synchronizes, sweat and cum drying uncomfortably on our naked bodies, and yet dan rolling over onto my chest, curling into my side, his arm draped around my midsection.
“This ok? I don’t usually get to like, uhm, cuddle? After sex I mean, so yeah sorry if this is weird, yeah.” I wrap my arm around him, holding him to my side when I feel him start to extract himself out of embarrassment.
“Shh, gonna sleep, yeah? S’nice. You’re warm.” And something feels right, as dan shifts to get more comfortable and then lays his head on my chest, his hair tickling my chin, legs tangled with my own. Something feels right, and I have a little feeling this won’t be the last time I find myself with an armful of tan skin and warm brown eyes.
Just imagine Harry being concerned with your bruises from the night before when you both slept together. Saying to himself that he was too rough with you, but you try to tell him it was okay.
“Harry stop it, I’m fine.” you tell him for what seems like the hundredth time, but the pout and concern still won’t leave his face. With his brows furrowed he looks down where he gently holds your wrist, his fingers tracing the red marks.
“You did nothing wrong. I-”
“No, I shouldn’t have been so fu-.. What the hell?” Harry asks himself when he sees a light purple bruise on your hip. “I did this?” he asks you and you nod, ready to speak, but Harry has his words already dancing on his tongue.
“I’m so sorry, angel. Oh my god, let me make it up to yeh.” Harry starts to hastily get up on the bed, asking you to turn around for him. You don’t obey him, but you can already hear the coming tears in his voice, begging you to turn around.
He feels so bad. He can’t believe he did that to you. But the thing is, you asked him to. You asked him to choke you and tie you up. I guess Harry just doesn’t want to see the aftermath of good pain.
You get on your tummy and you can feel Harry settling himself on your back and pressing small kisses on your shoulders, running his hands down your arms.
“I’m so sorry.. can’t believe I did tha’ to yeh.” he mumbles against your skin as he travels his body down on you, and presses a few kisses on the red hand marks on your ass, making you hiss from the stinging sensation.
The wind moves your hair wildly and you furrow your brows at the feeling. You look trough your open window and see the grey sky. You can’t avoid a small smile when you realize that it’ll rain soon. Closing the window, you watch the clouds turn an even darker color. It’s the middle of August, but you don’t mind the rain.
You snuggle up in your bed and grab the book you were reading. You hear the first water drops falling and then the sound of the rain feels your ears completely. It’s been months without a storm.
You feel your eyes beggining to close and your body relaxes. The sound of the rain is like a lullaby and soon you are completely off.
You wake up slowly and stay still for a few movements, the feeling that someone is in your bedroom making the hair at the back of your neck stand up. Trying to keep as quiet as possible, you grab the gun that you keep under your pillow and then you turn around quickly, aiming at the left side of your bed. You gasp when you see a big figure standing next to your mattress, but then a lighting illuminates your bedroom. A pair of blue eyes that you know too well are staring at you.
“Hey, doll.” His voice is shy and low.
“Fuck, Bucky, you scared the shit out of me! You can’t just sneak up on people like this!” Your hand is in your chest, trying to calm yourself down.
“I’m sorry.” He whispers it and you can’t barely hear it.
Looking at the clock in your bedside table you see it’s almost three in the morning.
“Why didn’t you come to bed last night?”
“I’m sorry.” This time his voice is high pitched and he falls to the ground when he says it.
You open the light that’s next to the clock and stand up quickly, sitting beside him and putting your arms around his body. You realize that he is just wearing his sweatpants and that he is soaked.
“Did you went out in the rain?”
“I don’t know what happened. I fell asleep on the couch, I remember having nightmares, again. And then I woke up all soaked under a tree.”
“Oh my god…” You hug him tighter.
You can feel his hot tears in your shoulder and you caress his hair, whispering sweet nothings into his ear to try to calm him down.
“C'mon, let’s get you changed.”
You help him stand up and guide him towards your shared closet. Grabbing some sweatpants and a hoodie, you give it to him and then you both go to the bed. There, you help him change into the warm and dry clothes and get on the bed with him.
Bucky rests his head on your chest, hugging your waist tightly and tangling your legs together. You massage his scalp, his long, wet locks spilling drops into his hoodie. A loud thunder makes Bucky hug you even tighter, his face in your chest, smelling your essence.
“Shhht, it’s okay, babe. I’m here.” You whisper carefully, your fingers now running also through his right arm.
“I’m really sorry for putting you through all my shit. I’m the worst.”
“Shut up.” You tug at his hair, making him look up to you. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, okay? Don’t be sorry, you know I will always be here for you, no matter what.”
Bucky’s blue eyes are full of adoration and love and you kiss his lips slowly. It’s a gentle kiss and when you break it, you can see a little smile tugging at Bucky’s lips. Your eyes lit up and you can’t avoid a small smile. You peck his lips one last time.
Note: yay, I hope you like this! I know it’s short and I hope that’s okay! thanks for the request! feedback is welcome .c
Request: Hi, um, can you maybe write a fluffy story about the reader who gets into a not serious car accident, like she doesn’t have to go to the hospital. But the car is totaled, and they call Bucky in a panic and he calms her down and it’s just really fluffy and cute and that would be great you’re great. - @ofmiceandmusicsworld
So maybe not trusting your gun instinct to take the shorter way to the tower wasn’t the best idea. But since when do you ever have a good idea? You wanted to see more of the city, so taking the longer way gave you that spark of adventure. Now, anyone who knows how to drive should know not to use their cellphone.
You followed that rule strictly, but it seems that some people don’t.
You were cruising down the almost empty road, making sure you only took quick glances at the scenery around you. Your fingers were lightly tapping against the wheel along to the song on your radio. A small smile was plastered on your face and you couldn’t feel calmer than you were right now.
That is until you saw a blue car driving down the opposite side of the road, halfway into your lane. You gasped and tried to swerve to the curb, but they sped up just a tad. A scream fell from your lips when you couldn’t move out of the way in time.
“NO NO! What the hell are you doing!” You yelled, coming to stop just to have the blue car crash into the front of yours. “FUCK!” You screamed, your body jerking forward and the airbag blowing out to shield your face from smacking into your wheel.
After the airbag deflated, you sat in your seat, watching your car and the other blowing smoke from the hoods. Your heart was racing and your hands started trembling. “Oh my God.” You squealed, leaning up closer to see the damage through your windshield. “Holy shit!” You spat, shakily unbuckling your seat belt and opening your door.
You watched a girl get out of her car and gasp as she looked at the two cars. “I’m so sorry! I wasn’t paying attention!” She yelled as she saw you coming around to the front. Tears filled your eyes and you ignored the girls apology and poor excuse. “Call 911! This is your fault, you can explain!” You yelled, feeling your knees grow weak.
Grabbing your phone from your front denim jacket pocket, you speed dialed Bucky’s number. Your emotions and adrenaline were going crazy; even the realization that the accident could’ve been worse was all too real for you and you couldn’t hold it together.
“Y/N, hey!” Bucky answered on the second ring. “B-Bucky!” You sobbed, turning to look at the cars again. Bucky was alert now, listening to you. “Y/N, what happened!? Are you okay?’ He asked, his breathing almost matching yours. “I-I- some IDIOT crashed into me! My car-it’s-” You rambled out, your breaths coming out heavy and deep.
“Doll, I need you to calm down. Are you hurt? Where are you? Never mind, don’t answer. I have your location tracked on my phone. Stay there.” Bucky rushed, the sound of his car starting in the background.
You let out a sob and held your forehead, feeling a little lightheaded. “I’m fine, I just-I’m scared.” You choked, sighing heavily. You looked at the other girl and she looked just as shaken up as you. “Y/N, I can hear you breathing. You need to calm down, can you do that for me?” Bucky asked gently.
Nodding your head, you tried to control your breathing. “That’s it,” Bucky encouraged you, “Y/N, I promise you’re okay.” Bucky soothed you as you continued breathing in and out slowly.
You heard sirens approaching and your heart started racing again. “Bu-Bucky, I have to handle this. I’m okay, just please hurry.” You whimpered, holding your hand to your chest. You could feel your heart hammering against your chest.
After hanging up with Bucky, you saw an officer come over to you, his hands on his belt. “Ma'am, oh my-you’re from the Avengers!” He yelled, pointing at you. In any other situation, you would’ve smiled. But this was unprofessional. “Sorry, ma'am, I-I need to get some information from you.” He said, clearing his throat.
Twenty very slow minutes passed and you were softly crying again. Because of that girls dumb choices and pea-sized brain, your poor baby, your dream car, your well taken care of and not at all fitting to your expensive living compound car, your beautiful bright and shiny yellow Volkswagen Beetle, was being totaled. All because that little bitch couldn’t keep her hands off of her damn phone.
You were a breathless, hysteric mess again. Your heart was racing and you couldn’t even remember crashing now that you think about it. Your eyes were watery and your hands were trembling. The frantic looking girl ran over to you and gasped. “I am so sorry! Really, I am!” She said, her own breath short and labored.
“It’s alright, just please.” You held your hand up to her and shook your head, needing some more time to register everything. Bucky’s car came to a stop and he took a moment to look at the mess, his heart sinking as he looked at your distressed figure. Hearing a door shutting, you turned to see Bucky and gasped, immediately running towards him.
The road was blocked off, so you met him halfway. Bucky’s arms embraced you tightly, his metal hand cradling your head. “Are you okay?” He asked as he pulled you away to check for any injuries.
Bucky’s eyes were on yours again and you nodded gently. “I-I’m fine. The officer said she was texting and driving.” You said, rolling your eyes. Bucky looked over at the girl and his lips pressed together, his jaw clenched. “People are fucking reckless these days.” Bucky spat, his metal hand wrapping around your waist.
You sighed and shrugged your shoulders. “I can’t believe it totaled your car, Doll. But I’m so happy you’re not hurt.” Bucky said sadly, looking down at you. His hands moved to hold your face, his thumbs wiping away your tears. “I know, me too.” You whispered softly.
You sighed, leaning into Bucky. His arms held you close. “Let’s get you home.” Bucky said, kissing the top of your head. Your turned around and watched a car pick up the girl and the truck had left with the both of your cars on the back of it.
Another sigh fell from your lips and Bucky helped you into the passenger seat of his car. He got in his side and pulled away, taking you to the tower. You were still shaken up and you wanted to cuddle and watch movies. You’d have to worry about your car later.
Bucky held you close, you were in his lap and his hands were caressing your back and exposed leg. “I’m so glad you’re okay.” He whispered against your head. You turned to look at him, the movie becoming background noise as you watched Bucky’s eyes. You gave him a small smile. “I just hate that my car is messed up.” You frowned, a sigh falling from your lips.
A chuckle escaped Bucky and he shook his head. “I swear, you love that car more than you love me!” Bucky said with a smile, moving a strand of your hair behind your ear. “That’s not true!” You whined, hiding your face in Bucky’s neck. He chuckled again. “Definitely not as much as I love you.” You whispered, planting a small kiss on his pulse point.
Bucky smiled and pulled you away from him, leaning in to press his lips to yours. Your eyes fluttered closed, your hand reaching up to cup Bucky’s cheek. He pulled away with a smile and you giggled softly.
A few minutes passed and you sighed again, mindlessly playing with Bucky’s metal fingers. “Remember all the good times we had in my car?” You asked, watching Bucky roll his eyes. “Doll, we’re getting it back soon. Stop talking about it and kiss me some more.” Bucky chuckled, tackling you onto the couch, your back on the cushions.
You laughed and held him close, letting him hover above you. “Okay, okay. Come here, you.” You smiled, pulling him down by the collar of his shirt, pressing your lips to his.
Note: I’m sorry if this sucks, omg. I hope you like it, sweetie! .c
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A day full of tasty, tasty murder.” “Man, I wish anime was human history.” “99 red balloons… Something- something- German song.” “If you wanna have sex you don’t have to make a little song about it, like just come right out and ask.” “If only I could have sex with my own brain. That would be a mind-fuck.” “I am not nature. I am nurture.” “Wouldn’t it be hilarious if they died?” “Tell me what you’re gonna do to me.” “Taco Bell cures diabetes.” “Rule number one of babysitting? DON’T STEP ON THE BABY!” “Play for my amusement, child.” “How does a ghost enter a skeleton? And I don’t mean that in a sexy way.” “You’re locked the closet with the dildo!” “Yeah, I’ve been drunk on pot before. What of it?” “You are the worst son ever.” “Shut up, this is my moment of time shine!” “Bro, can I be honest with you guys right now? I love defiling things.” “I wanna touch everything with my boner, including my boner!” “When you’re married, you can announce your boners everywhere.” “I am enjoying my pot! Take that out of context.” “Dude, what if you were next to a supernova when it supernovaed?” “…and she’s like COVERED in butter.” “I do apologize for my actions, even though they were totally and completely justified.” “What are the animals crossing, exactly?” “I’m a firm believer in ‘if you’re going to fail, you might as well fail spectacularly.’” “And you know what? We’re tied right now, like brothers… only one brother is significantly smarter and more handsome than the other and has like 15 years more life experience.” “Frick to the 30th power!” “My eyebrows are slippery and slimy. I grease them.” “This is literally just elementary hydrodynamics, I can’t believe you can’t grasp this.” “Well look the important thing that I’m having fun and other people aren’t.” “I would fuck everything on the screen including the animals and the bicycle.” “How dare you know stuff about things. I’m gonna beat you up with my fists… that are made of stuff and things.” “Spyyyder Loops™ cereal…. made with… spiders.” “I’m a bottom kind of guy.” “Can you see my labia in this fucking costume?” “Just bros bein’ bros…” “I never feel quite as alone as I do when I play Burger Time.” “If you do this… I’m gonna be mildly impressed with you.” “I don’t know how to be interesting, could you give me advice?” “I BIRTHED YOU FROM MY BRAIN VAGINA.” “I’m kind of amazing at everything I do.” “I’LL FUCKING STAB YOUR PARENTS!” “I would get a photo-realistic tattoo of your face on my inner thigh.” “Do you think I came out the pussy drawing fucking Mozart?!” “Follow your stupid fucking dreams.” “Everyone does crack at some point in their lives. It’s pretty much a rite of passage.” “I wanna know where Luigi is!” “Nothin’ wrong with that. Get clean, get clean with the lord.” “You’re on page 2, and I’m on page…uh, furiously concentrating on not throwing up from this Nutella situation.” “I wish you could jump inside my skin and know what I know, and feel what I feel.” “I’m feeling fly for a caucasian man.” “I will actually strangle you with my bare hands and feet.” “Don’t call me “bro” in an accusatory tone!” “This is a good yiff right here.” “My friends! I love killing my friends.” “Now I am the one who is bitch.” “He died as he lived: eating chicken McNuggets.” “Well, thank you so much, that’s so nice of you to say, but I don’t believe you and you’re a liar.” “DIE! DIE YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH!” “I could tell by his briefly angry eyebrows that he’s someone we should be stabbing.” “A blunt is a maridujuana.” “If you can’t beat em, Shoot ‘em with a gun!” “Getting kicked in the nuts is not an event, it’s a process.” “My goal is to pee in every major body of water on earth.” “Man, Club Penguin’s gotten weird.” “Aw jimminey-jillakers. Gee-whiz Batman. Aw frick. Oh jeezum.” “And you have ten thousand and seven hundred grams of mardujuana.” “My style is old, nasty t-shirt and rapidly disintegrating pants.” “If you ever run into me in the wild, we’ll hug it out.” “I think the noodles are going to kill me!” “I’m sorry, your son is an anthropomorphic cheese melt.” “Wait, but, also shut up.”
A/N: Reader is Peter’s best friend and doesn’t know his secret identity. She is waiting for him to come home while lying on his bed reading a book. Suddenly, Spiderman enters through the window and takes off his mask without realizing reader is there. They have a fight and Peter ends up telling her he did it to protect her because he loves her, but if she’s gonna judge him, she must go. Super cliché, I know.
A/N2: This is my first imagine ever, so sorry if it is too bad!
Warnings: One or two cuss words.
You were reading a book lying on your best friend’s bed whilst waiting for him to come home. You had arrived thirty minutes before, and Aunt May had told you Peter was out doing the groceries and that he would be back in ten minutes. Thirty minutes after, you were still waiting for him. You were trying not to worry, but after seeing him come home with bruises for a few months, you didn’t know if you should believe him when he said that he was just clumsy. Suddenly, you heard the window opening, and looking up from your book, you saw the famous Spiderman. You tried to keep your mouth closed, but you couldn’t help but wonder what the superhero was doing in your best friend’s room. Without seeing you, the superhero took off his mask, and was beginning to unzip his suit when he turned around and saw you. It was Peter. Your best friend was Spiderman. You quickly got up from the bed, not knowing what to do. ‘Peter?’ You stammered, ‘You are Spiderman?’ Peter just stood there, frozen, trying to figure out what to say to you. ‘Please, don’t be mad. I can explain.’ ‘How could you not tell me? We’ve been best friends for years. You know everything about me. How cou-oh my God, you are Spiderman. It all makes sense.’ You felt the tears fall down your cheeks, feeling betrayed. Why didn’t he tell you? Did he not trust you? Had he actually told anyone? For how long had this been going on? ‘[Y/N], I swear to God, I can explain. Please, just calm down.’ You could see his worried expression, although you were crying and everything was blurry. ‘Sit down and let me explain.’ ‘Why? Why didn’t you trust me?’ ‘Please, [Y/N]. Nobody knows. Not even Aunt May. I didn’t want to put you at risk.’ ‘Are you fucking serious? You didn’t want to put me at risk so you thought lying to me straight at my face was better? How many times have you lied? How many, Peter?’ You were shouting by now, feeling both angry and sad. ‘I didn’t want to have anyone after you. Having you know the truth was dangerous.’ He was getting mad by now, you could tell by the tone he was using. ‘Peter, you know everything about me! You know I can defend myself, why didn’t you tell me this? This is huge! And you just kept it to yourself! How could you?!’ ‘Because I love you! I love you and I didn’t want you in danger!’ He shouted, not containing himself anymore. You stopped on your tracks, frozen and not knowing what to do. ‘What? Since… since when?’ ‘Since forever, okay?! I always have! And you never realized!’ You could tell he was trying to calm down, but he was nervous and shouting. ‘But… Why didn’t you tell me?’ You didn’t know what to say. ‘Peter, I… I’m gonna go. I need to think about this. I’m still mad. You can’t just come up with this to make me feel guilty. I don’t even know what to say.’ ‘Go, and don’t ever come back if you are gonna judge me. I do this to help people, and if it bothers you, I don’t want to worry about making you happy. I have other things to worry about.’ He turned his back to you, and stared out of the window. Feeling hurt, you left his room, saying bye to Aunt May and leaving the house, not knowing if you were going to be able to fix your friendship. What had you done?
“So Y/N/N, you just need to remain calm, and neutral,” Jack says watching as I sit nervously on the sofa.
“I’m as calm as I can be. What if he thinks it’s real?” I ask. A bubble of nervousness sitting on my chest like a weight.
“Then I’ll deal with it, you’re still going to have a boyfriend after tonight Y/N,” Jack states confidently. I take a deep breath and nod my head.
“Are you all setup?” I ask. Watching a smirk appear on Jacks face he nods his head. “Perfect.”
My phone buzzes indicating a phone call, “It’s Joe,” I whisper, the ring tone being his.
“Answer it,” Jack urges.
“Hey babe,” Joe’s voice chirps through the speakers.
“Hi,” I whisper, let the prank begin.
“Whats wrong?” He asks, sensing that something is off.
I sigh dramatically, “I’ll see you when you get home.”
“Babe, what’s wrong?” He asks again. But instead of answering him I hang up.
I scream quietly, “Fuck, Now I’m even more nervous.”
“He’s going to be so pissed when he gets here,” Jacks laughs into the camera.
“He’ll be about five minutes,” I say, being to feel sick in my stomach.
“Okay try to stay in this room,” Jack says, making his way out of the apartment.
After a few minutes, I hear footsteps come sprinting to the door of the apartment. I’m sat on the couch scrolling through twitter. I hear the keys struggle to open the door and a panting and sweaty Joe burst through.
“Y/N what’s going on?” He asks concern radiating through his features.
I look up at him and back down to my phone again. I don’t say anything. I hear Joe sigh. I can almost hear as he aggressively runs his fingers through his hair. I can only imagine what thoughts are running through his head right now.
“What are we doing?” I ask locking my phone. Looking up at Joe as he paces through the room. His eyes snap to me. He makes his way towards to me sitting down beside me on the couch.
“Y/N, I have no clue what you’re going on about.” He says softly. Hands clasped, forgather elbows rested on his knees.
“I mean, why are we doing this, Us?” I ask pointing to him and myself, “You don’t love me anymore, so why are we trying?” I feel tears begin to prick in my eyes.
“What?” Joe asks, voice belay above a whisper, “I thought we were fine, more than fine.”
“We’re bored Joe,” I sigh, “You don’t want to be with me anymore.”
“Are you crazy? I’m so in love with you! It’s crazy!” He exclaims standing from the couch.
“Joe please calm down,” I say sensing him beginning to panic. He begins pacing.
“You’re breaking up with me aren’t you?” He asks, stopping his pacing to look at me with wide eyes.
“Is that what you want?” I ask, the nervous bubble in my chest as a tear falls from my eye.
“No!” He says quickly, “Oh gods no.”
I hear his breathing become irregular and his pacing stops.
“Joe? Baby?” I ask standing up to meet him, “Love, I’m not breaking up with you! It’s a prank it was Jacks idea. Joe, you need to take a breath.” I watch as the panic attack takes a hold of him as tears fall from his eyes like waterfalls.
“C-can’t,” He stutters out. I take his hand in mine and place in it on my chest so that he can feel the rise and fall of my chest.
“Copy me, baby, you can do that.” I encourage.
“I can’t!” He shouts this time.
“Yes you can, I encourage. You’re safe. I’m okay. We’re alright. There is no threat here.” I continue telling him that everything is okay, and wait for the panic attack to subside. And when it does Joe crushes me in a hug.
“I thought that I was going to loose you,” He mumbles into the crook of my neck.
“I’m sorry my love,” I whisper back. I hear the door open, knowing that it was Jack we don’t move from each other's grasp.
“Mate, I’m so sorry,” Jack says nervously.
Joe breaks away from me and turns to look at Jack. Tear stains across both of our cheeks.
“I would never do anything like that to you guys,” Joe says eyes locked with Jacks. Jack nods his head in agreement. “So why would you do that to me?”
“Honestly?” Jack asks, Joe nods his head yes, “I thought that it would be funny and that it would make a good video.”
“You filmed it?” Joe asks.
“Yeah?” Jack says, in a questioning tone.
“Fair play,” Joe says clapping his hand on Jacks’ back.
“Huh?” Jack asks dumbfounded.
“I said, fair play if you film it I can’t get upset, that’s the rules.”
“Okay,” Jack trails off confusion evident in his voice.
“Now sign off the video so that I can kill you,” Joe says calmly.
Jack pulls his blogging camera from his pocket, “So we managed to prank the prank king! And once I finish this there probably won’t be any more videos because he is going to kill me. So bye guys!” He says. He turns off his camera and turns back to us.
“I’m really sorry mate,” Jack says sympathetically.
“Oh no don’t be sorry, You’re just giving Caspar a break,” Joe grins.
“Oh mate, you’re the person I’m going to be pranking from now on,”
A/N: For the anon who requested Y/N falling asleep in a park and getting flowers put in her hair. Also, I kinda forgot about Evan, so he’s not in this one. Whoops.
“Here we are! This was my favourite place as a kid!” Zoe said, gesturing around with her arms. I chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
“Trying to keep her from going here 24/7 was the biggest problem mom and dad had when we were young.” Connor muttered and I snorted, watching Zoe’s face fall.
“Shut up Connor!” Zoe said, shoving him lightly. Connor chuckled, ruffling Zoe’s hair as he did.
“It’s hard to believe that you two wanted to murder each other last year.” Jared mused, watching the siblings interact.
“I couldn’t agree more.” I said, resting my elbow on Jared’s shoulder. Jared flipped me off and I chuckled, sticking my tongue out at him.
“So, Y/N, how are you? I feel like we haven’t really talked to each other in a while.” Alana said, appearing in the other side of me.
“I’m doing pretty good. My sister Chloe just came up from DC to visit which is nice. I haven’t seen a lot of her since she’s been off at college.” I said, waving my hands about a little.
“That’s awesome.” Alana said, smiling brightly at me. I noticed that Connor and Zoe had already run off ahead of us, and I shook my head slightly.
“They’re ridiculous.” I muttered, running after them. Jared and Alana shook their heads, trailing after me.
“Hey… guys.” I puffed, doubling over slightly. Connor arched an eyebrow, looking at me judgementally.
“You are seriously out of shape.” He said, and he was met with a smack from Zoe. I stood up straight and glared at him as he rubbed the area where Zoe had hit.
“And you… are rude!” I said, still trying to catch my breath. Connor chuckled, and Zoe just rolled her eyes.
“Now we’re a gang.” She said, noticing that Jared and Alana had managed to make it to the base of the tree.
“Why’d you run Y/N? You could’ve easily walked.” Jared said and I rolled my eyes, sitting down and resting my back on the trunk of the tree.
“I wanted to run.” I muttered, giving Jared the finger as I spoke. Everyone chuckled, and I noticed that Connor had sat down next to me.
“Hey Connor. You remember when we were like 7, and we tried to climb this tree?” Zoe said and Connor chuckled, nostalgia crossing his face briefly.
“Yeah. You couldn’t get up to the first branch, and you had to get me to lift you up.” Connor replied, his hair flopping across his face.
“Those were the days.” Zoe said, looking out at the vast expanse of land that was the orchard.
“I hate to interrupt this beautiful nostalgia fest, but I’ve got snacks.” Jared said, chucking his backpack down into the middle of the circle.
We all cheered and I snatched the bag, violently undoing the zip. “Jesus christ.” Jared muttered, watching me with wide eyes.
“Dude, I’m starving.” I said, my mouth half full of the chocolate cake Jared packed. Everyone chuckled, and I felt my cheeks burn.
“You gonna share, Y/N?” Connor teased, plucking the bag from my grasp. I let out an annoyed sigh, swallowing the cake.
“So, Zoe. How’s school treating you, our little sophomore?” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. Zoe’s cheeks went pink and Connor chuckled, ruffling her hair.
“School’s alright. Mrs Waters is a bitch, though. She gave me a B- on my exam! It was clearly at A level.” Zoe said and we all erupted into laughter.
“I hate Mrs Waters. I’m so glad I don’t have her for any more of my classes.” Jared said and everyone nodded, even Alana, who normally hates bashing teachers.
“Does anyone else feel kinda tired?” I muttered, stifling a yawn. Everyone’s eyes turned to me, and there were a few muffled snickers.
“Nope. I reckon you’re just in a near sugar-induced coma.” Connor said, lightly punching my shoulder.
I rolled my eyes, letting out a loud yawn. “Wait, you’re seriously tired?” Jared said, and I nodded, my eyes half-lidded.
“You mind if I take a nap?” I murmured, and I heard Connor let out a hum of approval.
“Awesome.” I said, mostly to myself, and I closed my eyes fully. I tilted my head slightly, and I felt it hit something solid.
I could tell it wasn’t a tree based on the sharp inhale of breath I heard when I hit it. “What do I do?” I heard someone whisper, and I was a little too tired to register whose voice it was.
“Just let her rest there. She’s tired.” Another voice said, and I let out a sigh, feeling myself finally fall asleep.
Y/N had fallen asleep on my shoulder, and naturally Zoe decided that it’d be fun to laugh at my reaction.
“Your face was priceless, oh my god.” Zoe said, wiping away tears she was laughing so hard.
“Shut up Zoe! I’m not used to this.” I said, glancing over at Y/N, her hair slightly covering her face.
“Yeah. We can definitely tell.” Jared said, laughing as he spoke. I glared at him and he flinched a little.
“Hey, you guys. I have an idea.” Jared said, and we all turned our heads in his direction.
“What’s the idea?” Alana asked, a curious tone in her voice. Jared smirked, and I began to feel slightly worried.
“You know how much Y/N dislikes flowers? I’ve never understood why, but she does.” Jared said and I frowned, wondering where this was going.
“Anyway, what if we get a whole bunch of flowers and stick them in Y/N’s hair? When she wakes up she’ll be super pissed, but it’ll be worth it.” Jared said and I chuckled, looking over at Y/N’s sleeping form.
“Ok. I’m in. How about you lot?” I said, looking over at Zoe and Alana. Zoe was smiling, and Alana looked like she was seriously contemplating it.
“I’ll do it. I know where to get some really pretty flowers around here.” Zoe said and Jared’s smirk widened.
“Miss Beck? Your vote is…” Jared said, raising his eyebrows in Alana’s direction.
“I think it’s a little mean, but it’s not like we’re hurting her or anything.” Alana said and Jared let out a whoop.
“Awesome. Zoe, Alana and I are going to go find some flowers. Connor, you kinda have to stay here because our victim is asleep on your shoulder. Sorry.” Jared said, shooting me a look of fake sympathy.
“Whatever.” I muttered, looking at Y/N who was curled up tightly against me. Her head was resting on my shoulder, and her body was pressed right against mine.
I felt the heat rise in my cheeks slightly, and I was thanking God that the other three had already left to go search for flowers.
“How dare you make me feel things.” I muttered, gingerly running a hand through Y/N’s hair. She stirred slightly and I froze, wondering if I’d woken her up.
Instead she let out a sigh and buried her head further into the crook of my neck, her hair tickling slightly. I let out a sigh and looked up at the tree whose branches provided a roof of some kind.
I tentatively slipped an arm around Y/N’s shoulders, and even though she was asleep, something akin to a smile crossed her face.
I let out a groan, feeling butterflies grow in the pit of my stomach. “We’re back!” I suddenly heard Jared’s voice, and I felt my cheeks burn.
“Shush. You’re gonna wake her up.” I said and Jared’s eyebrows arched, a smirk crossing his face.
“Since when have you cared about not waking someone up? You once physically dragged me out of bed.” Zoe said, a bundle of purple and white flowers in her arms.
“So what?” I muttered, trying to avoid making eye contact with any of them. Zoe just rolled her eyes and passed me a few flowers.
“You can put the first one in.” Zoe said and Jared snorted. My eyes widened when I understood the double meaning of what Zoe said, and I felt my cheeks burn at a temperature hotter than the sun.
“You guys are the worst.” I said, shaking my head as I picked up a flower. I took a deep breath and gently placed the flower behind her ear.
I took my hand away slowly, and paused when I noticed just how good the flower’s colours looked against Y/N’s skin.
“Ok, I did it.” I said, glaring at Zoe, who was smirking widely at me. She raised a hand in the air, the smirk still plastered on her face.
She kneeled down and wove a few of the flowers into Y/N’s hair, making an intricate pattern that left me wondering where she learned how to do that.
“Woah.” Alana said, watching as Zoe’s hands moved expertly through Y/N’s hair. I noticed that Jared’s eyes were wide, and I imagined mine were too.
“Your turn.” Zoe said, facing Jared. He nodded, looking at Zoe with disbelief before putting some pink flowers in Y/N’s hair. I was surprised at how well the colours went together.
Jared finished almost as quick as he had started, and Alana shook her head slightly before taking over. By the time she was finished, you could hardly see Y/N’s hair underneath all the flowers.
“Wow.” I breathed out, slightly surprised at how Y/N managed to stay asleep through all of that.
“I know.” Alana said, a smile wide on her face. I looked down at Y/N, a peaceful look on her face, her hair littered with flowers.
Suddenly Y/N let out a hum, and slowly opened her eyes. She blinked a few times, before fully opening her eyes.
“Hi.” She said sleepily, her breath hitting my neck. I smiled shyly at her, and I suddenly became very aware of the fact that my arm was still wrapped around her.
“Hey.” I said, my voice a little shaky. Jared suddenly cleared his throat and I whipped my head around to look at him, Y/N following suit.
“Good morning sleeping beauty.” Jared said and Y/N rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed.
“What do you want, Kleinman?” Y/N said harshly, and Jared held a hand on his chest in mock offence.
“Someone’s testy. Anyway, I just wanted to say that we left you a little gift. What it is, you’ll have to find out yourself.” Jared said, smirking widely.
Y/N glared at Jared before sitting up, lifting her head off my neck. I missed the feeling of her leaning against me, but I tried not to let anyone notice.
Y/N went to run a hand through her hair, but she stopped when she felt a flower. She slowly retracted her hand, a mildly annoyed look on her face.
“Come on you guys.” She said and everyone chuckled, including me. Zoe shot Y/N an apologetic smile, but Y/N wasn’t having it.
“I’m never going out with you losers again.” Y/N muttered, standing up slowly. I stood up as well, stretching my arms out.
“Don’t be like that, Y/N. You look wonderful, and I’m sure Connor would agree with me.” Jared said, turning to me with a smirk plastered on his face.
I felt the blood rush to my cheeks as Y/N looked at me, her own face a dusty pink colour. “I, uh, um…” I stammered, running a hand through my hair.
Y/N let out a soft laugh, her eyes shining brightly. She leaned up and pressed a gentle kiss to my cheek, her lips soft against my skin.
She pulled away and smiled at me, as I raised my hand to where her lips were. “Thanks Connor.” Y/N said quietly, dimples appearing as her smile widened.
“Any time.” I whispered, still trying to process what had just happened. I was so caught up in my own little world that I didn’t hear the snickering from behind me.
“Get a room you two. Ugh.” Jared said, fake gagging towards the end of his sentence. I felt my cheek burn red hot, and I looked over at Y/N, whose cheeks were now red.
“Whatever Jared. Just cause you can’t get a girlfriend.” Y/N said, and Zoe and Alana laughed loudly. I smirked at Jared, who looked like he’d much rather be somewhere else right now.
“She does have a point, Kleinman.” I said, glancing over at Y/N. Jared sputtered for a second, desperately trying to find words to use.
“I’m sorry Jared, but this is too good.” Zoe said, throwing her head back with laughter.
“I hate you all.” Jared said before marching off, his face bright red. We all laughed louder, and I wiped away a tear.
“He’s such a softie.” Zoe muttered, still snickering. I let out a sigh and suddenly felt Y/N slip her hand into mine.
“How would you feel about maybe coming back here some time? Just the two of us?” Y/N asked, her voice a little shaky.
I gently squeezed her hand, and laced my fingers with hers. “I’m down if you are.”
You breathed in then out. Closing your eyes. You can do this you can tell Derek how you feel about him. How you wanted to be more than fuck buddies.
you opened your eyes again, quickly knockingon his door. Your heart beating faster.
“Y/n, hey.” Derek greeted as he opened the door.
“Hi.” You mumbled, walking into his loft, you gulped quickly, turning to face him. But quickly averted your gaze to the floor.
Derek looked at you cautiously as you fiddle with your hands.
“You okay, you seem, intense?” Derek asked, noticing your heart beat was faster than usual.
“I need to tell you something.” You spoke.
“Okay.” Derek responded.
“Okay.” you gulped, making Derek raise his eyebrow.
“Here goes… I want to be more than just friends, I want to have the whole thing with you, I want us to stay up late and have conversations about what we will name our future kids, I want us to get married, do couple things, and go on date. I want you, Derek, I love you more than a friend, I love you so god damn much.” You confessed. Looking at him with hopeful eyes.
Derek looked down at the ground, clenching his fist.
“Say something.” You gulped. Trying to break the silence.
“I don’t feel that way about you y/n.” Derek grumbled, his eyes showing no emotion.
It felt like your heart got stomped on, and shredded into tiny pieces. You gulped, as your eyes filled up with tears. Your hand gripped the heart pendant tightly.
“Oh, I’m going to go.” You sniffled, quickly walking past him and out the door, before he can see you break down in front of him.
Derek only nodded, his face still showing no emotion.
“That was draining to watch.” Peter spoke, walking down the spiral stairs.
“What do you want?” Derek grumbled, clenching his fist.
“Hmm, now that I think about it, I want y/n.” Peter smirked.
“Don’t.” Derek growled, glaring at Peter.
“Why, you said you don’t love her, I thought I might as well sweep her off her feet, go on a date maybe, show her who’s the better Hale.” Peter spoke.
Derek’s claws dug deep in his skin, drawing blood. He felt a pang of jealousy.
Peter smirked, as he saw blood dripping from Derek’s hand.
“You love her more than a friend, don’t you? Yet you told her you didn’t feel the same way she felt.” Peter laughed.
“Don’t go near her.” Derek growled, Peter let out a scoff.
“I think y/n needs a shoulder to cry on, I mean you did just crush her heart, poor girl, rejection is a nasty thing.” Peter sighed, walking out of the loft.