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You Suck, Parker

Request: #111 with peter ?

Prompt: 111.  A (whispering): I really like you and want to kiss you a lot.
       B: What?
       A: I said you suck.

Word Count: 1476


A/N: Holy moly I had so much fun writing this one.

Summary: Peter and Y/N have been friends for quite some time and wow, they finally admit their feelings for each other while making a few sexual innuendos here and there. (THis is fluffy I swear).


“Y/N, when will you be home tonight?” Your mother asked you.

“Not sure. Peter and I have a Chem test on Monday and want to try and get a lot of studying in before then,”

“Meaning the two of you won’t study at all, but watch movies and then fall asleep on the couch,”

“Yeah, that sounds about right,” you you admitted.

“Alright, behave yourself and make sure you’re home by tomorrow morning,”

“Of course, mom. I’ll see you tomorrow!” You said as you left your house to head to Peter’s.

You and Peter had known each other for quite a long time, and you usually spent your Friday night’s ‘studying’ aka, attempting to study but ending up watching movies.

You would argue that you were Peter’s best friend, but Ned always says otherwise. But you and Peter were rather close, you were always spending time with him, and it was no secret to you that he was Spiderman.

And of course, you harboured feelings for the boy. For as long as you could remember you had had a crush on Peter Parker. And damn, were your feelings growing with each passing day. Peter, of course, had no idea, but you weren’t exactly sure whether that was a problem or not.

When you arrived at Peter’s door, you knocked and May let you in.

“Y/N! Peter will be so happy you’re here. He’s in his room, just go on it,”

“Thanks May! It’s great to see you,”

“Nice to see you too, Y/N,” She said as you walked away towards Peter’s room

“Knock knock,” You said, opening Peter’s bedroom door.

“Y/N, hey,” he smiled

You walked in and sat down on Peter’s chair, across from his bed where he was sitting.

“So did you bring your books?” Peter asked

“Of course not Parker. We never actually study, I thought why bother lugging heavy textbooks over here if we weren’t actually going to study,”

Peter laughed, “That’s fair, but I thought we could skip the movie tonight?”

“Skip the movie? Who are you and what have you done with Peter Parker?”

“C’mon, I had a better idea,”

“And what is this better idea of yours Mr Parker?” You questioned.

Peter smiled at you, stood up and walked across his room to his closet. He began stripping, pulling his shirt off

“Not that I’m opposed to this, but what are you doing Parker?”

Peter laughed, “I’m putting on my Spidey suit,”

“Oh, so not only are you getting naked, but you’re getting kinky,” you raised your eyebrows.

“Geez, Y/N, didn’t realize you were into that kinda thing,” Peter said, continuing to put on his suit.

“Oh there’s a lot you don’t know i’m into,” 

“Oh yeah, and what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Play your cards right and maybe one day you’ll find out,”

“I’ll definitely keep that in mind,” Peter said.

He put the mask over his face and walked over and held his hand out to you,

“Shall we, my dear?”

“And what exactly are we doing?”

“Just, come with me,”

You took Peter’s hand and followed him out onto his fire escape.

“What now, Parker?” You asked

Peter wrapped his arm around your waist and said “Now you hold on tight,”

“Oh god,” you muttered, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Suddenly, your feet weren’t on the fire escape anymore, you could feel yourself flying through the air. Your heart was rapidly beating

“Don’t worry, Y/N, I’ve got you,” Peter said.

You tightened your grip on Peter, closed your eyes, and buried your face in his neck. You felt Peter’s arm wrap tighter around your waist.

Soon, you felt Peter hit the ground, and he slowly let go of you and your feet hit the ground.

You opened your eyes and looked around, you were standing on a roof,

“Where are we?”

“I found this place not too long ago, its nothing special, but you can see so much of the city from up here, I thought it was so beautiful when I first saw it. It reminded me of you. I knew I had to show you,” Peter answered, taking off his mask.

You walked to the edge of the building and stared off watching the lights of the city. The cars’ lights reflections danced off the windows of the buildings around you. You could hear the noises of the city below, the car horns and the sirens, yet everything was quiet so high up.

“It really is beautiful up here, Peter,” you turned to look at him

“I’m glad you like it,” He smiled, rubbing the back go his head with his hand.

“Its not just the view I like, Peter,”

“Right, you like the Spidey suit, turns you on,” He joked

“More like I really like you and want to kiss you a lot,” you whispered to yourself

What?” Peter asked

I said you suck, Parker,”

Peter rolled his eyes, and grabbed your hand, “Come on, theres something else I want to show you,”

You allowed Peter to lead you across the roof of the building. There was a small garden in the corner, with a bench next to it.

“Peter, this is so beautiful,”

You approached the garden and slowly let your hand fall out of Peter’s as you bent down to admire the flowers.

“I remember you telling me you love forget-me-not’s and lilies, so I planted some earlier this season and they finally bloomed, so I figured now would be the best time to show you this place,”

“Peter, how on earth do you not have a girlfriend? You’re actually the sweetest boy I know,” you smiled, leaning over to place a kiss on his cheek.

“Well actually, there is someone I like,”

“Oh really? And who might this special someone be?” You teased, walking around the garden to lean on the side of the roof.

“Well, they know my secret,” Peter said, holding up his mask, “they also are always crashing my house and distracting me from my homework,”

Peter started walking closer towards you.

“They also can never decide what movie to watch on movie nights. Not to mention that they distract me in class too. Not on purpose, mind you, but they’re so beautiful, I can’t help but stare at them,”

You smiled, you knew he was talking about you. As soon as he started talking, you knew.

“Tell me more, Peter Parker,”

Peter was now standing right in front of you, “Well, i’ve kinda had a thing for them for a few years now. I’m kinda actually in love with them,”

“Well, in that case, there’s something you should know Parker,”

“What’s that, Y/N?” 

“There this superhero I’m kind of in love with,”

“Please tell me its not Mr. Stark, that would just make this so awkward,”

“No, but have you seen Captain America’s ass? Damn,”

Peter rolled his eyes at you.

“I’m kidding. Kind of,” you said

“Y/N,-“ Peter started

“I love you too, Peter,” You said

“Don’t you mean I really like you and want to kiss you a lot,” Peter whispered

“You dID HEAR ME,”

“Of course I heard you,” Peter smiled.

“You suck, Parker,”

“Does this mean I can kiss you now?”

“I think I changed my mind. Do you have Captain America’s number? He seems like he wouldn’t be as mean to me,”

You stared at Peter while he bit back a smile.

“Yes Parker! Kiss me already,”

Peter put his hands on either side of your face, and gently pressed his lips up against yours. 

You pulled away, “You still suck Parker,”

“I think, now, it’ll be you that will be the one who sucks,”

“Oh mY GOD PARKER!” You laughed.

“Sorry, sorry, it had to be said,” he smiled.

“So Parker, are you going to take me back to your house so we can finish up that movie night, and maybe, maybe, if you’re lucky we can talk about that other thing you suggested,”

“I think by the time you even decide on a movie to watch, i’ll be asleep and it’ll be too late for anything else,” he joked

“Well it would be the perfect way to wake up, now wouldn’t it, Parker,”

“Damn, maybe I should wear this suit around you more often,”

“Believe me, its not the suit,”

“Well, then what are we waiting for?” Peter asked, putting his mask back on.

He wrapped his arm sound your waist and shot a web to another building. The two of you were flying over the city once again, but this time you kept your eyes open.


I know you don’t like what you see
But I’m not going back to how I used to be

//You know how you get all geared up, prepare yourself for any possible horrible outcome and go in all ready for whatever happens? And then somehow there’s always the one thing you didn’t think to be prepared for and… well.

Back to the drawing board.

Capture the Flag (Eric Divergent One Shot)

The air is cold and still as your team gathers into a circle to discuss the plan of attack. The adrenaline rushes through you at the thought of being the one to claim that flag to finish the game.

“Peter take these 3, Molly with the 2 on your right, (Y/N) you’re with me”. Eric looks at you all serious, he’s so damn competitive.

“Oh Eric, want me all to yourself eh?” You tease, he cocks an eyebrow. He’s used to your flirtacious behaviour now.

We split up and take separate ways, you and Eric head behind the containers. You jump as the crack of gunfire starts and Eric shoves you down behind the metal box, pushing himself down inches in front of you. You watch him check the area, eyes alert. He’s so close you can smell him, that smell you love, and your heart starts pounding.

“Breathing a little heavy initiate, nervous?” He turns to you, smirking. He’s so harsh but something about him draws you to him.

“As if.” You scoff and start towards the building next to you, Eric follows. This time its you that sees the opposing team and you push him against the wall, holding him there by his hard chest while you look back, gun raised in one hand to check for any threats. When you turn back, Eric is staring at you, chewing his lip.

“Whats up with you?” You ask, hand still on his chest.

He takes your hand off, turning you round so you swap positions, him pushing you against the wall.

“You’re kinda hot when you’re all fired up you know.” He says, voice low.

He places his hands on your hips and moves his leg between your thighs, putting pressure on your crotch.

“Well, this took a turn. What about the game Mr.Competitive?” You smirk, grabbing his muscular arms and pulling him closer.

“Fuck the game.” He growls, hoisting you up against the wall, wrapping your legs around him. He starts rough with your mouth, trailing kisses down your body as his fingers fumble to unbutton your shirt. You take his off now problem and trace your fingers over his muscular chest and stomach, moaning as he nips at your skin. You take off each other pants and he spins you round to face the wall.

“Bend over initiate” He demands, and you do as he says. Theres something so hot about the way he calls you that. You place your hands on the wall and bend, he moves his fingers over your ass and thighs tickling higher and higher. He grunts and you gasp as he runs his finger over your wetness and plays with your clit.

“Eric..please..” You moan.

He grabs your hips and teases his tip against your slit. Impatient, you push yourself onto him and you both moan as he starts thrusting, harder and deeper, fingers digging into your sides. With one hand on the wall you play with yourself, panting.

All too soon you feel your insides squeezing and his pace quickens as you both climax.  

“Fuck!” He pants, pulling out of you, you both collapse on the floor.

A few minutes later you hear cries of joy, and disappointment; someone must have got the flag.

“Ah shit” You groan, “Time to go”. He just looks at you and you both smirk. You both get up, him smacking your ass on the way. You yelp and he laughs.

“We should play games like this more often” You smirk and he laughs.

“Maybe we should, but you know, ill always win.” He winks, pulling his jacket on.

You cock and eye brow and kiss him one last time before heading out to join the others.




metajeta  asked:

Any tips on finding inspiration? I try going outside and all the other recommended tips but nothing seems to work

hmm i’m not sure i’m the best person to ask about this. Usually if I’m not feeling inspired to draw it’s because of depression/lack of motivation instead of a lack of ideas (which is what I’m assuming you’re asking about.) At the moment I have a a big list of stuff to draw written out in teeny tiny handwriting on a series of post-it notes. If I don’t have any new ideas it’s fine because there’s still old ideas I can draw. 

It’s normal to have lulls in inspiration. Usually I find that it’s best not to worry about it, it’ll come back. I think sometimes there’s this fear that if you aren’t constantly inspired then you’re not a real artist or you’ve lost your creativity and that’s not true. It’s 100% normal. Worrying about it can make you feel even more stuck so it really is a good idea to go do something else for a while (“going outside”) but don’t do it with the intention of finding new ideas. It’s one of those things where once you stop looking for it you’ll find it haha.

You're Just Good With Babies (Part 5)

               He stared at you, shock covering his face; you swallowed nervously. You looked down, closing your eyes. You hadn’t thought of his reaction. Maybe he didn’t want the baby, you took the test back with shaky hands and suddenly his large hands wrapped around your wrists. “You’re sure?” he asked quietly. You shrugged “I haven’t gone to a doctor yet…I just took the test…Ive missed my period twice now…” He pulled you into his arms grinning widely. “Thank you” you heard him breathe out. “Im gonna be a dad” he grinned pulling you into his chest kissing you deeply. You smiled into the kiss as he pecked your lips repeatedly. “oh my god…this is…” he grinned pulling away. “DEAN! DEAN!!!” He shouted running out of the library after ripping the test out of your hands. You laughed tears brimming your eyes as you stood in the doorway watching him run down the hallway. “DEAN! DUDE! IM GONNA BE A DAD!” you heard him shout in Deans room. Suddenly two large Winchester boys were racing toward you in the library. “YOURE PREGNANT! IM GONNA BE AN UNCLE! OH MY GOD!” Dean shouted hugging you tightly. You laughed hugging him back. “Yeah, you are, I just cant believe it. Im nervous” you said looking up at Sam.

               Sam couldn’t contain his smile as he kissed your head. “You’ll be a fantastic mom you know that?” Dean clapped “We gotta celebrate!!” he said rushing toward the kitchen. Suddenly there was a flap behind you causing you to turn and smile at Castiel. He looked at Sam and then you and smiled some. “Whats all the shouting about?” he asked. “Y/N’s Pregnant!” Sam said grinning as his arms wrapped around you. “well, since preggers here cant drink, you get some water and we all get whiskey!” Dean said grinning. “Wow, that is unexpected. Congratulations you guys” he smiled at you as you grinned and sipped on your water.

               Sam and Dean spent the rest of the day chatting happily about having a baby around the bunker. You on the other hand had let your mind drift to different things, like Demons, Lucifer and others. You feared the worst for your baby, youd excused yourself from the boys as they chatted in the library. You lied in your bed, snuggled into the blankets, your mind drifting to thoughts of the future. You smiled your eyes shutting and picturing it.

               Sam grinned down at the small boy standing in front him, his brown shaggy hair and hazel eyes stared back at him. He couldn’t believe they’d had a son, he scooped him up in his arms as he walked into the kitchen, a fresh pie sitting on the counter. You were sitting in the living room, your belly sticking out a little. “hi honey” you heard and saw Sam standing there with your son in his arms. “Daddy came home from work!” he said clapping. You grinned and stood walking over to them both, kissing their cheeks. “mommy missed you today. Did you win daddy!” he asked excitedly. Sam chuckled and sat down in his chair. “I did, and daddy took the next week off so we can all spend time together” he said hugging him again. You smiled watching them, your hand running over the bump, that housed your little girl.

“Y/N? Honey wake up”

               You squinted alittle looking at the clock, its electric blue lights flashed 9:15 pm. You groaned and rolled over to see Sam grinning down at you. “Well, look what we have here…shes already sleeping the days away” You heard Dean say behind him with a mouth full of pie. “oh hush, I was tired, I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night” you horsed voice said as Sam blushed a tad and chuckled. “I know, me either” dean grumbled toward Sam. “I told you man, ear plugs.” Sam looked at you and sat down on the bed. “We need to talk about something” he said taking your hands in his. “Im out” Dean said leaving and shutting the door quickly. “Now, this isn’t how I planned it and that’s alright plans change, but theres something you need to know…” he stared at your hands. You knew it. This was it, he was breaking up with you. “I understand…having a baby is a big responsibility and I don’t want to pressure you into anything you don’t want. Ill pack in the morning” you said softly. His head shot up and looked at you, “what are you talking about? Honey, no. Im thrilled were having a baby! That’s-oh god, did you think I was breaking up with you???!! No! I was actually doing the opposite! I was going to ask you to marry me” he said grinning at your hands.

               You gasped at him, pulling him into a tight hug. “Yes! Of course ill marry you!!” you said grinning. “I didn’t know you wanted to get married!” you said smiling into his neck. He chuckled and kissed your head. “I don’t have a ring yet or anything…but I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with you and this baby. And all the other babies we have. Tons, like dozens” he said grinning. You laughed as Dean and Cas barged in. “Your getting married too?!” Cas said grinning. Suddenly he threw some colored paper in the air “Its confetti! Lets have a party!” causing you to laugh with your perfect family.

on one hand, I didn’t get the health law firm job I really wanted.

on the other, I got the physical proof for my chapbook, and it honestly looks so professional, I’m so happy with how it turned out