when you finish homework

The new school year is slowly but surely approaching, so I wanted to make a list of some things that could help you to prepare for the new school year and make going back to school easier. 

1. Start fixing your sleep schedule early
We all love to sleep in late during the summer, but once school starts we cannot really stay up until 3am and still be in bed at 11am. Try to start fixing your sleep schedule at least two weeks before school starts. Start with going to bed 30 minutes earlier or sleep with the blinds open. 

2. Finish all summer homework
Please, please, pretty please, finish your summer homework as early as possible. You will be so happy and feel so relaxed when you don’t have to rush finishing your summer homework and pull an all-nighter during the first week.

3. Buy new school supplies
No matter how much you hate school, getting new school supplies just feels so good! You don’t need to get anything fancy (or expensive), even something as little as a new pen or a notebook can make you feel so ready for school.

4. Clean your room/study space
By cleaning, I don’t mean pushing your papers and notebooks to the back of the closet. Go through every single box and drawer and throw away everything that you don’t need. You will feel so much better when your room and/or study space is clean and not full of old papers and pens that don’t even work. 

5. Do some pre-reading
You don’t have to read the whole textbook before your class starts or do anything crazy like that. Something as simple as reading the titles and subtitles, or summaries of the chapters will help you to get an idea of what you will study during the year. 

you’re not supposed to fall in love with your roommate.

it’s not just an Elsewhere University rule, one of the many you pick up during your first few months there; it’s an every-university rule.

but she is so pretty, and you are so weak when it comes to pretty girls.

at first, it is the way the sunlight shimmers on her feather-dark hair. the way her eyes sparkle, just a little bit too much like mica. the way she moves, like a shadow sliding over bricks.

but then it is the rattle when she laughs, like her chest is hollow. it is her endless fascination for anything human. it is the way she twists her neck to smile at you when you walk into the room. it is her dedication to finishing every homework assignment, even though someone like her doesn’t have to do any homework assignments, or go to class at all.

you’re not supposed to fall in love with someone who never sleeps.

but you’ve never been good at keeping to the rules– your religion is a time-worn mixture of judaism, agnosticism, and the bits and bobs of whatever your favorite grandmother is (she never quite tells you), and you’re still not sure what your gender is (or your sexuality). old rules, unflexible, unaccepting, feel like brittle prison bars.

besides, at elsewhere u, the normal rules seem a little more fluid. changeable. as long as you keep to the traditions of the school, everything else can slide by, just a bit.

you help her keep up with the homework and decipher a few of the more colloquial phrases that your american history professor likes to use. she helps you stay unnoticed on the campus. when you walk next to her, the shadows accept you as one of them.

you ask permission before you hold her hand. you ask permission to grab her dinner when you’re getting yours. you ask permission to look at her when she’s not looking at you. she tells you yes, again and again, and again. the fae cannot lie.

your best friend, aeryn, has always been fascinated by the fae. she tells you not to trust your pretty roommate. she tells you that their rules are too complicated to understand. but your roommate, but she is like you; she was not made for rules. you begin to think that perhaps she and aeryn have a lot in common; aeryn came to elsewhere u for the fae. your roommate came for the humans.

so she tells you yes, when you ask her things; and then she starts to make requests of her own. she asks if she can hear about your childhood. she asks how much you know about other cultures. she asks if you really like her, no, like-like her, she thinks she heard the term from one of the human kids in her biology class.

you blush. you tell her yes, again and again and again.

you’re not supposed to date one of the fae. that IS an elsewhere university rule, but one that’s so obvious that nobody would ever even think to tell you.

you don’t think much of the rules, the two of you; sometimes you walk through Elsewhere with her to get to class faster, and sometimes she uses your laptop (with you as a conduit) to explore the internet. you get rid of the iron and salt, you have; except a few nails near the door (even if your roommate is fae, that doesn’t stop anyone else from trying to take your stuff).

she steals your sweatshirts. you take some of the pebbles on her bedside table to play with when you can’t pay attention during class. she teases you with extremely stretched truths, which is the best she can do about the lying rule. you buy her increasingly outrageous types of soda on amazon.

she lets her glamour drop, junior year. it is an accident. you come into the room you share, and find her studying, seven feet tall, with antlers and spindly fingers. her shimmery eyes look scared when you approach. you smile, and tell her the truth– you still like her without the glamour. how could you not, when she tells the worst puns on campus and keeps you up until 3am watching vine compilations?

you didn’t know that your first kiss would involve three rows of teeth.

you are not supposed to take the fae with you when you graduate.

but would any of the staff dare to complain if one of the students leaving campus on graduation day happens to have a suitcase full of seaglass and feathers for eyebrows?

and if the neighbors think you and your wife are a little odd, they’d probably be justified. but it’s quite okay with you, you think as you fall asleep with a phantom tail wrapped tightly around your leg. after all, nobody else in town has as much fun just looking at memes. nobody else’s s.o. can make the fire in the fireplace turn blue just by winking at it.

you’re not supposed to fall in love with your roommate. but you do it anyway, and so does she.

i want you by my side through all of it.
i want you there when i’m struggling to finish my homework or study. i want you there when i have to prepare a big presentation. i want you there to help me during exam week. i want you to ask me to homecoming and to prom. i want you to be my first time. i want you to help me with the ACT, SAT, and with college applications. i want you to be there to pick me up, spin me around, and kiss me after we’ve moved our tassels at graduation. i want you there when i’m figuring out what i want to do with my life. i want you there when i graduate college. i want you there on my wedding day, because i want to marry you and no one else. i want you there when we go look at houses for the first time. i want you there during my pregnancy. i want you there holding my hand during the delivery. i want you there when i’m holding our child in my arms for the first time. i want you there as we raise that child and send them off to college and the rest of their life. i want you there when i grow old and when we have grandkids, because you’re the only person i want to do those things with. i want you there through all of it.
—  gabbyharvey, i want you there through all of it
Mr. Hemmings

To be honest, you don’t know where this new found confidence is coming from since you’re normally a red face blubbering mess in front of him. Maybe it was the wink he sent you this morning or his eyes constantly roaming down your body, whatever it was made your confidence boost and let your wild side escape.

Originally posted by irweicake

Words: 5.5K

Request: No

Rating: R [A HIGH AMOUNT OF DOMINANCE AND TALKING DIRTY] 


The sound of your bedroom door creaking open and the shutters of your blinds getting pulled up had your eyes beginning to peal open, the sunlight shinning through the curtains had a hiss falling from your lips as you turn your body over to look at whomever decided to disturb you so early in the morning.

“Y/N what time did you go to bed last night?” Your mom questions as you hear her wining your window open. The sound of birds chirping and lawn mowers shaving long strands of grass begin to flutter into your ears.

“I don’t know, two maybe four in the morning?” You respond while groaning and throwing your head into your pillowcase, the softness of the pillow comforting you as you let a please sigh slip from your lips.

“Really Y/N! Why were you up so late?” Your mom ask with such frustration in her voice that your actually scared to look at her, but you’re actually relieved when she sits down at the foot of your bed and begins to rub your calf in her thigh.

“I was binge watching The Vampire Diaries sue me.” You say, voice muffled because of the pillow but your mom lets a tired sigh fall from her lips before pinching your calf gently.

“You shouldn’t be doing that. It’s bad for your body.” Your mom says, only leaving you to blink your eyes open and roll them.

“Ugh.” You groan before turning around in her grasp and looking up at her, the sunlight somewhat blinding your eyes.

“It’s the truth Y/N, anyways freshen up. Breakfast is downstairs and I need to talk to you also.” Your mom states while rising up and off the bed, her warm skin leaving your body, causing you to pout.

“What do we need to talk about?” You ask while raising up, your left hand coming up to cover your eyes from the beaming sun as you watch your mom begin to walk out of your door. “Come downstairs and you’ll find out.” Is the only thing she says, causing another groan to fall from your lips before you hear the door slam shut, making you stand and  walk out your bedroom and straight to the washroom.

You quickly brush your teeth and wash your face before you hop in the shower, the feeling of the warm water hitting your cool body had a please sigh slipping through your lips as you quickly washed up and hopped out.

You made your way into your room and quickly put on your under garments before lotioning your body up, the scent of coconut in the air as you walked over to your window with your towel wrapped around your body just in time to see your beautiful neighbor.

Just a few yards away from you, you saw Mr. Hemmings just getting out of the shower also, his body glistening with water as a white towel was loosely wrapped around his hips. His once blond hair now resting dark amongst his forehead, he brings his hand up and brushes it out of his face, making his body look so lean and slender.

A satisfied moan slipped from your lips as you watch Mr. Hemmings continue to paste around his room, continuously looking around for something that he lost. You watch as his body begins to walk towards the window that reflects yours, his arms reaching out and pulling open a drawer that is conjoined to his desk, his arm moving around like he is searching for the item before pausing and looking up towards you.

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I think I can fix that

Request: Hey can you do a Roman imagine that takes place in like mid season 1 where they’ve known each other for their whole lives and they’re fuck buddies but they have feelings for each other that they’ll never admit but they both know. And she’s just as snarky as Roman and everything. And one day Roman sneaks into her room and he’s annoyed about a fight w/ Peter and he won’t tell her what’s wrong so she gives him a blowjob to make him feel better

Author’s note: Yes, yes I can! Also, kudos to me for writing this while my fiancé is in the same room. x’D

Pairing: Roman x Fem!Reader

Warnings: smut/oral sex, swearing

Originally posted by thewisestwolf

It was 10 in the evening when you finally had finished all your homework for the day, so you grabbed a book and let yourself fall on your bed. You put on your nightlight, placed your back against a pillow and started reading.

As you started to doze off a little bit, you heard some noises by your balcony. You heard some kind of bang and someone cursing. You then heard tapping on your balcony door. So you walked up, opened your curtains and opened the door.

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Starving - Smut

Originally posted by he-is-the-best-part-of-me

Author: @dumbass-stilinski

Rating: NSFW 18+

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader/Scott McCall (Threesome)

Words: 4,399

Request:  Anon: i feel like a threesome with the reader and scott and stiles/dylan and tyler would be amazing

A/N: I got really into this, so I apologize in advance if this ruins your life. Thank you to @toppunks for reading this through. I half edited it as well cause I got lazy. Also thank you so much to everyone who sent me a kind ask or message yesterday making sure I was alright. I really appreciate you guys and this is dedicated to all of you. This is probably the dirtiest shit I’ve ever written?

Listen to THIS


“I didn’t know that I was starving till I tasted you.”

When Derek lost his status as Alpha you were sad. Mostly because it meant that you’d have to find a new pack. Luckily, Derek was friends with Scott, who was a True Alpha, which meant you didn’t have to look very far. Scott was, of course, happy to take you in. And everything was great except for one thing.

Stiles Stilinski.

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Choosing Betty (Jughead x Reader)

Imagine: After your dreams of being with your best friend Jughead are crushed by his newfound relationship with Betty Cooper, you have no choice but to move on and find someone new. Your new boyfriend isn’t as great as you think, and Jughead won’t let you forget it.


When Jughead saw you walking down the hallway hand-in-hand with James, something about him changed.

It had been almost two months since you had built up the courage to tell your best friend, Jughead Jones, about your feelings for him. It had been almost two months since your attempted confession of love was interrupted by his excitedly announcing to you his new relationship with Elizabeth Cooper.

Likewise, it had been almost two months since you feigned happiness for him, and later relented to the romantic advances of James Tanner, a classmate and football player who made it no secret his attraction towards you. He was charming, somewhat kind, and handsome no doubt.

But he was no Jughead.

You smiled at everyone as you bounced down the hallway with your beau, showing off your new River Vixen uniform–James insisted that you join so you could spend more time together at the football games. When you noticed Jughead’s fowl expression, your brow furrowed in confusion.

What is it? Your expression seemed to say.

Jughead turned away, shutting his locker. Never mind. Betty walked up to him in her own Vixen uniform, sweetly planting a kiss on his cheek. I don’t care.

Your eyes narrowed, but he wasn’t facing you to see. Fuck you, Jughead. You squeezed your boyfriend’s hand and continued on your way.

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boyfriend! park woojin

how the shy, nerdy loser, park woojin would confess

school! au


  • park woojin is such a nerd lmao
  • everyone knows that he’s hella smart, got straight a’s, 5.0 gpa
  • if you’re tryna pass a class, you best be sitting next to him
  • but nobody actually knows him personally
  • he doesn’t really talk much to other students but has a semi-friend lee daehwi
  • you had woojin in science class
  • and tbh you didn’t know shit
  • you started off the class with an f after you failed your first quiz
  • and things just never got better gg
  • but you started realizing that the semester was ending, and you were about to take a fat ass L
  • your teacher called you in after class, and told you straight up that you were about to fail his class, and you needed to get your shit together
  • “hmmm if you’re really struggling with this material, i suggest asking park woojin to help you”
  • and you just want to kys because you’re not tryna fail and retake this class
  • but woojin kind of scared you lol
  • he’s so perfect and smart and low key intimidating even if you’ve known him since middle school
  • you’ve never really held an actual conversation with him after all those years of being in the same class
  • so you walk home thinking of different ways to end your life cheat on the final actually understand the material
  • you drop into the nearest convenience store by your house to pick up some food to motivate you to study, and you accidentally run into woojin
  • he mutters a quick “sorry” before walking out, but you turn around and grab his sleeve 
  • “wait can you pretty please tutor me in science?”
  • and you just give him an embarrassed laugh
  • surprisingly he says yes!!
  • he’s really shy and super confused bc he’s known you for so long but he never thought that you actually knew he existed??
  • and he was also super flustered at seeing you since he thought you were really cute and may or may not have crushed on you for 4 years,,
  • so you exchange kkt’s and meet up at the library after school everyday 
  • sometimes you buy him drinks and sometimes he’ll buy you chips
  • “woah how’d you know honey butter chips are my favorite??”
  • obviously bc he’s been low key stalking you 
  • anyways.. he reteaches you all the key concepts that you should know for the final 
  • and you swear the teacher has never gone over this in class but maybe you were asleep
  • you guys hit it off so well??
  • and you find out that woojin is really talkative when he’s talking about something he’s passionate about like dancing
  • you didn’t know this nerd danced wth??
  • and you feel really bad after a while bc he’s wasting his time to help you study when he could study by himself
  • basically you just felt like a burden ;;
  • so you bake him cookies as a thank you and he gets super blushy and awkward when you give them to him the next day
  • his blushing face is so funny that you can’t resist dropping a couple flirty teasing remarks 
  • “aw you’re so cute woojin”
  • but woojin has been really enjoying spending all this time with you
  • he secretly likes it when you make your stupid puns
  • and sometimes when he’s teaching you something, he’ll drift off into space and you’ll catch him just staring at you
  • he’s mesmerized by you okay
  • as for you, you start to become comfortable with woojin
  • and he seems less scary, and you realize he’s just a shy bean
  • you notice how he’s really focused on everything he does, and you admire his perseverance 
  • you start getting used to his presence, and it took him weeks but eventually he even starts to talk you outside of class and study sessions
  • like sometimes he’ll bring you lunch, and you guys will sit together in the cafeteria talking about anime or something equally nerdy
  • woojin has obviously never had any relationship experience and he has no other friends to confide his feelings to,,, 
  • he’s already suppressed these feelings for the past 4 years, but now that you guys are actually friends, he doesn’t want to ruin your friendship ;;
  • woojin is so scared to confess bc he’s such a loser, and you’re well-loved by everyone at school
  • he’s way too shy and afraid you’re going to reject him immediately bc you think he’s an embarrassment to you
  • so one day park jihoon, your english partner, asks you to rehearse with him after school for your guys’ english project which is to recreate a scene of romeo and juliet in class
  • you guys wrote the script in class (a class you don’t have with woojin obvs) so of course you agree
  • jihoon takes you to an empty classroom and you guys start rehearsing
  • “o, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. they pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair”
  • “saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake”
  • “then move not, while my prayer’s effect i take”
  • and then jihoon leans in to fake kiss you bc he’s a flirty asshole and it’s part of the scene but why
  • you laugh and jokingly hit him “why are you like this wth”
  • at this time woojin is looking for you bc usually you meet up by your lockers, and you’re always there first waiting for him
  • and of course he chooses this moment, when it looks like jihoon is going to kiss you, to walk by
  • and his heart actually shatters
  • woojin is just staring with wide eyes at you two and quickly walks off bc he feels tears coming
  • he never knew you and park jihoon were a thing, and now he feels stupid for ever thinking he had a chance with you
  • he walks out of school and hears his phone ring and of course it’s you
  • he doesn’t really feel like talking to you rn but he’s too kind not to pick up
  • woojin sucks it up and continues with your study sesh but with less smiles and jokes and most of the time you think he’s grimacing
  • while he’s reviewing the law of gravitation with you, your phone goes off and of course it’s a text from jihoon bc you’re really unlucky rip
  • woojin pauses and stares at your phone which says:
  • from jihoon daddy ♡ (jihoon created that name okay) : are you my homework? bc i want to slam you on my table and do you all night long ;)
  • “blocked and reported” 
  • you notice woojin glaring at your phone and when your eyes meet, you’re scared by how scary and angry he looks
  • he grabs you by your arm and drags you out into the hallway
  • woojin is overcome by a jealous rage and he ends up pushing you against the wall and slamming his hands next to your head
  • and you’re just like wtf what’s going on? am i in a cheesy anime wth???
  • adrenaline is rushing in woojin, and he literally has no control over his actions atm
  • “you’re not jihoon’s. you’re mine”
  • you’re like whoa where’d this confidence come from?? what a busan way to confess wow
  • and wow woojin looks so fucking hot being all alpha like this holy
  • his confidence is so sexy shit and you don’t even say anything and just kiss him bc damn he’s hot 
  • whenever you mention this confession to him, he gets all embarrassed bc he had an actual confession planned out with roses and milk tea and everything but oh well
  • so boyfriend woojin is v v v cute,,,
  • he’s so innocent wow 
  • brings you flowers on every anniversary
  • “happy 7th month anniversary”
  • “wtf woojin nobody celebrates that but thx”
  • really really shy
  • at first he doesn’t initiate pda at all,, gets flustered when you hold his hand in public
  • eventually gets comfortable with you and becomes clingy af
  • study dates!!
  • tries to bribe you with food and cuddles when you finish homework
  • “i’ll buy you boba if you finish your math homework early”
  • your grades start rising hella wow
  • started from the bottom now we here c->a
  • woojin is a proud boyfriend when you pass your science final with flying colors and pass the class
  • dances for you and wow he’s so hot when he’s dancing damn
  • reversal charm to the max
  • his snaggletooth is the cutest thing you’ve ever laid eyes on holy
  • he wanted to get it fixed at first since he was kind of insecure about it but you were like “uh how about a no”
  • you loved his tooth and he ended up loving it bc you did :)))
  • you have an album of woojin’s childhood pics on your phone, and he begs you to delete them but you can’t resist teasing him bc it’s so funny lmao
  • he tells you about his crush on you in middle school really shyly one day and you just laugh bc middle school you was a cringey part of your history and if he liked you at that awful point of your life,, he’s a keeper ;;
  • an angel!!
  • knows how to cheer you up with girl group dances hahahah
  • dances to twice, ioi, gfriend, every girl group to make you laugh
  • will destroy every last shred of his dignity to see you smile :’)
  • a wanna be athlete
  • tries to play basketball with you but prob doesn’t know the rules gg
  • gets jealous when you drool over male idols
  • “i dance better than him right???”
  • needs constant attention like a lost puppy
  • it’s okay bc he’s cute
  • v clumsy
  • tried baking cupcakes for you one day but almost burned up the kitchen hahahahah see what i did there
  • trips over the air sometimes
  • vj park in training 
  • tries to film you dancing to the choreos he’s taught you
  • ends up zooming in on your face 90% of the time and having really shaky camerawork 
  • really really caring boyfriend and will love you unconditionally ♡ 
advice for incoming freshman

hi guys, rachel here! i’m about to go to 10th grade & i’ve recently seen a lot of posts about incoming freshman stressing, so i thought that i’d give you a couple tips! (i’m not really suited to give advice since i just survived 1 year but from my experience, here you go)


HIGH SCHOOL ENVIRONMENT

  1. it’s going to be okay. sure, maybe not everything will go your way this year and it won’t be perfect, but don’t stress too much over it!
  2. older kids won’t pick on you. i can’t say that this goes for all schools but as for mine + many others, the upperclassmen will usually leave you alone. they might not like freshman, but they won’t start trouble with you.
  3. stay out of drama. once high school starts, that One Group™ will start having problems and you might want to get in on it or see what’s happening. stay out of it and you won’t regret it.
  4. as for the question “what if i get dragged into drama?” usually if you don’t go looking for trouble, it won’t go looking for you. unless you’re harry potter. then you’re screwed.
  5. not everyone is mean. not everyone is nice either. make your own friends and stay away from the people who you don’t want to be with. if they won’t stay away from you, tell someone.
  6. don’t be afraid to ask for help! either from teachers, peers, upperclassmen, etc. people will help you if you ask for it.
  7. choose your friends wisely. this is a huge one, because (and i know you’ve heard it before but) YOUR FRIENDS SHAPE A LARGE PART OF WHO YOU ARE. if you need to cut some ties or distance yourself from people you think you need to get away from, do it.

DIFFICULT CLASSES [INCLUDING AP/HONORS]

  1. if you’re taking an AP class, find or make friends immediately. it doesn’t even have to be friends, just find people who you are comfortable around. i promise you, if you find anywhere from 1-4 people in your AP class to be with, you will have a much better year. you guys can help each other and study, it’ll be so much easier + less stressful. going through an ap class on your own is not fun. 
    1. i had 3 other friends i made in my first ap class and that saved me. we studied together on tuesdays during late start, video called every night before a test, and helped each other if one of us didn’t understand. saved my life.
  2. have at least one folder specifically for your AP/Honors work. put everything in there. i promise you, when you come back during finals week/AP test week, you will be so happy you did it.
  3. be organized. you will thank yourself when you go back to all your notes/work during finals week and not have it in a mess. use binders, folders, etc. to keep track of everything. label your stuff and put name/dates on all your papers. be hermione granger!
  4. do not plagiarize. or else you’re dead. (!!!!)
  5. take breaks every once in awhile! you don’t have to stay in every weekend to work on homework, go out and have some fun!

STUDYING

  1. do not cram. i know that procrastination exists (i am a professional Procrastinator™ trust me) but you will die halfway through the year.
  2. take study breaks! get a snack, do some light exercise, stretch, etc. it’ll refresh your brain.
  3. if you procrastinate:
    1. put away all electronic devices. turn off your phone. if you have to have it on, put it in a different room. if you have to use a computer, download something to block the websites you go on: tumblr, facebook, etc.
    2. set a timer or jot down a certain time you want to finish something by. this helped a lot during ap when i needed to do key issues but i didn’t have motivation. compete against yourself.
      1. example: “i have to finish up to the end of this page in ten minutes”
    3. if you like listening to music, i suggest putting on classical, instrumental, or anything without words (like the sound of rain or a coffee shop). it’s hard to concentrate if you’re singing while doing homework.
    4. try to set little goals for yourself. when you accomplish one, you feel more motivated to finish the rest.
    5. start your homework as soon as possible. if you want to check social media, do it for only 5 minutes. don’t get dragged into it, you’ll end up finding yourself having a ton of work to do at 10 pm.
  4. study groups are great! teach the content to your peers, it helps a lot, trust me.

OTHER TIPS

  1. if you practice a musical instrument/sport after school, try to do that first. after 6-8 hours of school, it’s good to take your brain off of school onto a different subject. once you come back to do your hw, your concentration is better and your mind is refreshed.
  2. if you can, listen to music without earphones/headphones. it’s scientifically proven that they can damage your ears and affect your hearing ability. listen to your music directly from speakers or the device.
  3. if you’re really tired, take a 20 minute nap. no more, no less. 20 minutes is the best amount of time for a nap.
  4. if you can, try going to the library or a nearby coffee shop. it forces you to do your work instead of milling around or procrastinating.
  5. do harder work first, that way you won’t dread it more and you get it off your plate. after that, everything else will seem easier.

i hope this helps and i’m always here to chat if you need anymore advice! good luck, lil beans <3

Date Nights HC: reader x Peter Parker

Warnings: food, school, kissing, fluff

A/N: So this is a request! Glad I got one done!!! They wanted lengthy so hopefully this is lengthy enough.

Originally posted by arachnidiot

(not my gifs)

Dates nights with Peter Parker:

  • Every Friday night you’d have the typical movie night
  • One time you’d be watching some movie on Netflix, well at least you were trying to. It was kinda hard to pay attention when Peter was reciting every line by heart
  • “Are you award-winning actress Lupita Nyong’o? No? Then shut up.”
  • “A little harsh babe…”
  • “What are you gonna do about it? Break up with me?” you teased with a devilish smirk
  • “No,” he began while slowly getting closer to you, his body pressing against the bowl of popcorn that rested on your lap. “But I will do this!”
  • You screech as he started throwing hand-fulls of popcorn at your face
  • “So much butter! Why must you like your popcorn extra salty, Peter, whyyyy!!!”
  • This led to a full blown food fight, the water bottles that had been on the ground by the couch soon emptied as you both poured their contents on each other’s heads
  • By the end of the night, the movie was long over and you were both collapsed on the ground, spralled out in exhaustion
  • “Aunt May is not gonna be happy,” you cautioned while trying to supress laughter
  • “I think she’ll be too busy laughing at how we look to notice the mess we made,” Peter joked, bringing his hands up to run through his now stiff hair that had popcorn and cookie crums stuck in it

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  • Every Saturday was your all-day-date. You’d spend the night on Friday so you could wake up, have breakfast, and decide on what to do that day
  • If Peter had been feeling too tired and beat up from his hero work, you guys would stay in and spend most of the day cuddling, talking, and laughing, taking turns getting up to get meals for the both of you
  • Y/NNNN I’m hungryyyyy
  • “Good for you, Parker,” you quipped.
  • “Could you get us some lunch pleaseeee?” he begged with a childish grin and pout.
  • “Ugh whyyyyy,” you groaned, rolling onto your stomach so your face was pressed into the pillow
  • “I got us breakfast croissants from Starbucks! The least you could do is walk into the kitchen and make us some sandwiches or salads or something!” he insisted, moving to wrap his arms around you and pull you closer to his chest
  • “I have to actually make something?” you whined. “Can’t I just order a pizza?”
  • “I thought the plan was to do that for dinner. It’s not like we can do that twice in one day, can we?”
  • Propping yourself up on your arms and looking directly at him in surprise you said, “You can never have too much pizza, Parker.”
  • He smiled and rested his head in the crevice between your neck and shoulder then responded, “True, true. And hey! I can order from my iPhone so neither of us have to get up and we still get lunch!”
  • “Yay for compromise!” you cheered in a joking manner.
  • “Wow; we’re compromising. That’s so ‘married couple’ of us; huh, Mrs. Parker?”
  • Laughing and pulling him closer you kissed his shoulder before retorting, “Can’t call me that till you put a ring on it, Mr. Parker.”
  • “Oh, trust me, babe, I plan on it,” he assured in a more serious tone.
  • Later there was a knock on the door and the poor pizza guy had to wait ten minutes for you two to decide on who has to get up to answer the door

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  • Every Sunday was dedicated to homework and, when you finished all of that, studying. Let’s face it, you two are absolute nerds and even when you’re done with everything and have no tests to study for, Peter will still insist on finding some sort of school work to do.
  • Typically these days were spent with papers covering his bed, desk, and floor; but sometimes, you’d go to the park a few blocks away, sit on a picnic blanket, and do your work there
  • You probably have taken some of the best photos you have of Peter on those Sunday homework-picnics, the sun highlighting his visage as it set, casting the most beautiful light that eliminated any need for a filter
  • The caption on Instagram, on one of your many photos of him, would be ‘I know I post so many pix of him, but I can’t help it. I mean… look at him! #sorrynotsorry #hashtag #PeterHatesHashtagsSoIAlwaysUseThem’

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Black Angel

For the October Prompt Event since it’s Black Friday!

Warning: sexual situations

Summary: Everyone has a guardian angel, yours just happens to have wings as dark as ink and a way with words that can persuade even the most moral people to commit crimes and sins.



“Aren’t you angry?” His voice washes over her in pleasant waves, sweet like poison. “Don’t you want to get back at him?”

“I do.” She clutches onto his crisp black shirt tighter, her eyes wide and trusting. “How?”

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Slytherclaw Aesthetic

“Hey! Absolutely love your Slytherin word aesthetics and headcanons , just wanted to ask could I put in a request for some Slytherclaw word aesthetics Akin to the style that you wrote it in? ..doesn’t have to be as a formal post, you can do it on here via message.. thank you! You’re so creative and I would love to see them soon. Would love to see them as soon as you can!”

Aw, you’re so sweet :) Thank you for the request, and I’m sorry I haven’t gotten around to it sooner. It’s been a hectic week, so I’ve only had time for a few panicky and short posts. Here you go, you lovely and amazing person:

Slytherclaw Aesthetic:

The wonderful feeling of success after finishing a good book and holding it to your chest while you absorb the ending and say goodbye to the characters. The feeling of your soft sheets enveloping your aching body after staying up until 3 am to finish your homework. The proud feeling when you step back to admire the painting you’ve been working on for two entire weeks. Your pet rubbing comfortingly against your leg after a long day. Peppermint tea and your fluffy robes. Walking out of the school doors on Friday, anxious to be productive and then relax. Getting your report card and feeling happy because you worked relentlessly for that grade and you earned it. The first jump into the pool when summer vacation starts. Mint Chocolate Chip ice cream in a cold porcelain bowl. The sigh of relief when being given a back rub and feeling the knots melt away. Relaxing on the couch and staring into space with a smile on your face.

That was you!?

Request: A imagine with Peter where the reader is Tony’s daughter, and also goes to Peter’s school. She has a huge crush on Peter and she has no idea that he is spider man, so then one day she talks to Spider-Man about Peter, and you can take it from there :)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,097. My longest one!

A/N: What the heck, I just got this request and finished it today, I usually don’t write this fast!

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“I’m home!” you called as you walked into your house.You didn’t hear a response so you looked around a little bit. Sill no dad.

You shrugged and sat down on the couch. You plopped you feet on the coffee table and turned on the TV. Then remembered that you had a ton of homework, which reminded you of someone. Peter Parker. He was probably already done with his homework. You had a huge crush on this guy, he was such a nerd, but really really cute. You where day dreaming about him when your dad sneaked up behind you.

“Hey sweetheart how was school?!” You jumped and some of your papers went flying.

“Oh” you said, putting your hand on your heart. “It was OK. Where are the others?”
“oh, they’re…. Out”

“okaaaaay” you replied. Everyone was acting strangely lately.



The next morning you where looking around for your dad to say goodbye for school when you saw him in the training room.

“Hey dad” He nodded towards you as you entered the room.

“Wait… You Mr Stark’s daughter?!” The voice startled yo and you looked around the room for the source of sound.

“Up here!” You looked up and saw someone in red and blue stuck to the ceiling.

“Oh! It’s the crime fighting spider!”

But, why was he asking me if I was Tony’s daughter?. You left the room to grab a snack and head out the door. Your were slightly confused as to why spider-man was at the tower but didn’t give it much thought, You’re dad was always bringing random people over.

School was pretty average; avoiding some bullies, forgetting some homework, etc. Until you got to your third class, and Peter Parker was missing. You saw his partner, Ned standing there, he didn’t seem to know where Peter was either.
Unfortunately your partner never showed up either.

so you just partnered with Ned.

It was going fine until a nervous looking Peter Parker ran into the classroom late.
When he saw you he turned his head to the side for a minute. Then breathed in and cleared his throat once he realized how weird he was being. He stepped in and took his place, and you just went back to your own desk and sat down. He never took another glimpse towards you.
You weren’t quite sure what Had just happened. Had he just been really rude? Or was it just your imagination? Peter never really payed any attention to you anyway.

You got home and started with your homework right away, and when you finished it was already dark outside. So you went to the terrace of the tower and looked out at the sky. There weren’t very many stars in the sky where you lived, so you just had to imagine what it would be like looking out at all of them.

You walked further and further forward towards the edge of the tower, until suddenly, your foot slipped and you began to fall. You screamed and prepared for you death when suddenly you landed on something.. Someone. You looked up and saw spider-man. He shot out a web back towards the tower and in a blink of an eye you were both standing back on the terrace.

“Whoa” he said as he let you out of his embrace. You breathed heavily and backed away from the edge.

“Thanks” You smiled shyly at him. Embarrassed that he had to save you but glad that he was there.

“Anytime. Hey, you OK?”

“Yeah” you said, looking down at your feet. Suddenly the fact that you had just fallen off of a 93 story building wasn’t a big deal anymore.


“So-” you smiled and punched him in the arm. “-What’s your deal Spiderling? Where are you from?”

He scratched the back of his neck

“Well-” he began. It was the beginning of a long story- a long conversation. -Though you hadn’t really gotten the answer you wanted-

You ended up telling him all about Peter, and how he never notices you.

“Oh, well… I’m sure he notices you..”

“I don’t know Spidey. He doesn’t seem to like me”

And All about bullies and how they tormented you, All about living with the avengers, and Having Tony Stark as a father.

“Speaking of my dad, he probably doesn’t know where I am.. And I have a curfew. I better go make sure he didn’t send the team out looking for me or anything”

He nodded as you stood up.

“Nice talking to you Y/N”

“Same here Spidey”

You smiled to yourself as you walked inside.

“Y/N! Where have you been!” Your dad said as he ran up to you.

“Oh nowhere.. Just taking with Spiderboy”

He raised an eyebrow. “How are you in touch with him now?” Your dad did not like the idea of you dating any boys, especially not Him.

“Oh Y'know, I fell off the tower and he caught me. Bye!” you skipped away.



The next day at school was going fine, until flash caught up with you.

“Leave me alone flash” you grumbled as you out your books back into your locker.

“Yeah? And what if I don’t?!” he slammed your locker shut.

“Then your gonna have to mess with me” a voice from behind you said. You turned around and saw none other than Peter Parker himself.

“What are you gonna do about it? Punk” Flash laughed out.

Peter took one look at flash and then lifted him up and pinned his shoulders too the lockers. Peter let him down, and he ran away mumbling something about what a freak Peter was.

“Are you OK?” He asked as he watched you with your mouth hung open.

“Y-Yeah-” you trailed off.

“L-Listen Y/N… About yesterday in class- sorry I-if I uh, offended you… Or anything I just uh.. Sorry.” He scratched the back of his neck.

That was familiar, who else does that?

“Wait a minute-” you pointed a finger accusingly at him.“Y-your Spider-man aren’t you!!?”

“W-what?!?! Noooo, I’m not… No…”

“This is so embarrassing.. A-and I just told you last night that I liked you” you pinched the bridge of your nose between your fingers.

“H-hey” Peter lifted up your chin “I-I-I.. You know-” Before he could stutter anymore like a complete Idiot, he pulled you in and kissed you.
“Your spider-man!” you breathed after you kissed. Peter chuckled, he couldn’t deny it at this point.

Little did either of you know, you where both thinking the same thing;

Tony’s probably not going to be happy about this

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You were finishing up some science homework when your phone began to ring. Looking at the caller ID you saw that it was Scott so you eagerly answered. You haven’t heard from any of the boys all day.

“Hey Scott what’s up?” You chirped.

“[Y/N] I need you to come over here right now” Scott replied. You got a sickening feeling in your chest. Scott was using his ‘serious alpha tone’ which could only mean that something was wrong.
“It’s Liam” Scott continued “I need you to come calm him down”.

You took a deep breath. You were the one person who, no matter what could calm Liam down when he went a little out of control. This call wasn’t too shocking.
“Alright I’ll be there as fast as I can. Where are you?”.

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Bed of Lies - Jeff Atkins

You shook your head in disbelief. You had just walked in to see Jeff and his ex tangled in the sheets. They both looked like deer in headlights, shocked that you had found them both. Your hand grasped tightly around the door handle, your face turning a very dark shade of red. You turned around, slamming the door behind you. You walked home that night, leaving Jeff to finish whatever had happened, but it was safe to say that your relationship was over.

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Tough Girl (Secrets)

Summary: After leaving your assassin life behind, you seek a new life to forget your past. Nick Fury brings you into the life of the Avengers, posing as Tony Stark’s personal assistant. But, what happens when your secret’s revealed?

A/N: I’m in a rush, but I wanted to get this out (so I’m sorry for typos. I’ll definitely reread this later) because people have been requesting for the next part! Also sorry, this is low-key a filler but the reader’s relationship with Peter as a “mentor” or sorts will probably sort itself out in later chapters. Also, school started today and I’m bummed. 

Pairing: Avengers x Reader, (Eventual) Steve x Reader.

‘Secrets Masterlist’

Tony had asked you to fetch Peter from school and then head to his apartment for a little while. You looked at Tony with questioning eyes and raised your eyebrow.

“Isn’t that Happy’s job?” you asked. “I’m not a chauffeur nor am I a babysitter.” 

“Well, you are today,” he said. “Happy’s helping me oversee a large shipment I’m waiting for and I need his help. That leaves you, Y/N.” You huffed, but didn’t argue. 

“Fine. Where are Happy’s keys?” you asked, assuming he left his car for you to drive. 

“Just use one of mine,” Tony said, not looking up from his phone. 

“You trust me with one of your cars?” 

“You handle my money. Plus, if you wreck my car, I can just buy a new one.” Tony tossed you a pair of keys and your shrugged, heading down to the garage. You didn’t know which car the key belonged to. Pressing the unblock button, you instantly saw the car it had knocked - a red Ferrari. You smiled. 

“Classic,” you said to yourself.

You hopped into the driver’s seat and raced out of the garage. It had been a long while since you drove something so expensive. It reminded you of the last high speed chase you had. You had stolen seventy million dollars worth of money in jewelry and some mobster members were tailing you. Mobsters were at the bottom of the food chain when it came to crime. You were confident you could escape them, and you did. 

However, today, you drove the speed limit. You had been to Midtown High a few times to cheer Peter on with his Decathlons. You called Peter via the car’s bluetooth as you approached the entrance.

“Hey, Peter,” you said. “Happy’s off the clock helping Tony, so I’ll be picking you up today.”

“Sweet,” he replied. “Are you picking me up in Happy’s car?” 

“Not exactly.” You saw Peter and drove to where he was standing. He stood with two other boys who looked his age. 

“Y/N?” he asked in disbelief. Peter knew Tony had cars, but there was no way he’d let Peter drive in one. 

“In the flesh. Hop in, we gotta go.” 

“Hot damn,” his friend, who you knew as Ned, said. “This is yours?” 

“Technically it’s Tony Stark’s, but I’m allowed to play with his toys every once in a while,” you said. 

“What are you doing with Peter anyway?” the other kid asked. 

“That’s Flash,” Peter whispered. Your mouth grew bitter. This kid, as Peter told you, was Midtown’s biggest tormenter. 

“Peter’s a good kid,” you defended. “Hey, Ned, do you need a ride?” He looked at you and pointed to himself. “Yes, you. I’ll drive you home, if you want.” Ned didn’t object and hopped into the backseat. 

“Can I get a ride too?” Flash asked, overly excited and confident you’d say yes. 

“I don’t have enough room, sorry,” you said unapologetically before driving away. 

“But there’s plenty of - oh, I get it,” Ned said. You snickered. “How do you know my name?” 

“Peter talks about you a lot. Says you’re his best friend.” Ned looked at Peter and smiled. 

“I’m guessing she knows you’re, you know who?” 

“Yes, I know he’s Spider-Man.” 

“Do I need to tell you where my home address is, or do you already know?” You looked at Ned from the rearview mirror and winked. 

“FRIDAY, give me directions to Ned Leeds’s home address in Queens,” you instructed. 

“Giving you the home address of Ned Leeds in Queens,” FRIDAY replied. 

“This is so fucking cool,” Ned said. 

You dropped Ned off and drove to Peter’s apartment. May was at work and you accompanied him inside. 

“Don’t get me wrong, Y/N. I like being around you and all, but why are you babysitting me?” you shrugged. 

“Beats me. I think Tony feels bad that I don’t have anything to do for him. I’ve always been so busy and now that I don’t have anything to do, I think he wants to give me something to keep myself busy.” Peter shrugged and took out his homework. 

You stayed in the apartment, bored out of your mind. An hour had passed and May was in the living room. You told Peter to keep working on his homework and greeted May downstairs, who smiled at you. You liked May. She wasn’t wrapped up in the while Avengers business and she seemed to be the only outsider who wanted to be your friend. Of course, you were always so busy. Any time you were over, you made up the excuse that it was because of the Stark internship. May learned not to question it.

You went back to Peter’s room and he was frustrated. 

“I don’t understand math sometimes,” he said, huffing and crossing his arms. “Math is useless. I’m useless.” 

“Hey, don’t say that,” you said, peering over Peter’s shoulders. “What are you working on?”

“To be truthful, I don’t even know. I don’t get this.” You looked at his homework and analyzed the problem, finding his error. 

“You carried the ‘x’ and then squared it too quickly. You were supposed to divide the entire fraction before you square it.” You grabbed the paper and pencil from him, erased his work, and redid it. After a while of deriving the equation, you gave the paper back to him. 

“Oh, wow. You’re really smart,” he said. You laughed. “Why are you a personal assistant? This is some hard AP Calculus shit.” 

“Haven’t found the right job yet,” you replied. “I like working with computers.” 

“I’m guessing you’re not talking about responding to emails.” You shook your head. 

“More like coding.”

“Teach me one day.” 

“I wlll, but only if you promise to finish your homework.” Peter groaned and you laughed, ruffling his hair. 

You checked your phone and got no word back from Tony about if you were allowed to leave Peter alone. When Peter did finish his homework, he turned to face you. 

“Hey, Y/N? Can I asked you a question?” 

“Shoot,” you said, turning your body to face Peter. 

“How do you deal with people who seem to not want you there? Remember that party I went to? At Liz’s house? People called me ‘Penis Parker’ right to my face. It hurt, but at the time, I had Spider-Man stuff to worry about.” You pursed your lips, knowing exactly what Peter was talking about. 

“I’m still trying to figure that out myself,” you said with a dry laugh. “I suppose you remember that you’re worth something and hold onto it. You can do so much good whether other people know it or not, but it doesn’t matter. You are your own person and they shouldn’t be able to tell you who you are and who you aren’t.” 

“Huh, that’s pretty good advice,” Peter said. You laughed and playful punched him on the arm. 

Just then, you received a text from Tony, which told you to meet him at the restaurant you both went to frequently.

“Gotta go, kid. Promise me that you’ll be safe while you scope the streets,” you said, pointing at him. He saluted. 

“Yes ma’am,” he joked. “Be safe.”


You drove the Ferrari to the location he texted you. The place wasn’t very fancy. You knew that when Tony wanted to have impromptu dinners, he chose a low-key restaurant. You got out of your car and locked it before heading to the entrance. There were a fair amount of people walking around, but a man grabbed you by the elbow. 

“You’re a pretty lady, aren’t you?” he asked. 

“Let go of me,” you demanded. 

“You’re a feisty one, aren’t ya?” he asked. You tried to wiggle from his grip, but he held on even tighter. “Such a pretty girl all alone?” You glared at him, unaware that Tony was calling out the man who held you. 

“Don’t provoke me,” you warned. 

“Yeah?” the man asked, smirking. “Or what?” You maneuvered yourself so that you were out of his grip and held his fingers so tight in your grasp that you were sure you broke some bones. He yelled and ran away, clutching big hand. 

“Serves him right,” you muttered, fixing your hair. 

“Y/N!” Tony yelled. You looked up to see him running frantically at you, catching his breath once he reached you. “Holy shit, are you okay?” You smiled. 

“I’m fine, Tony. Nothing to worry about.” 

“That man tried to make advantage of you,” he said. Tony looked over your body. “He didn’t hurt you, did he?” He spun you around and you laughed. When you faced him again, you put your hands over his shoulders. 

“Tony, I’m okay. He’s gone and I’m hungry.” Tony sighed of relief and entered the restaurant. 

When you were both seated, Tony was baffled at how a small, quiet, and shy girl like you could take down someone who seemed twice your size. 

“Look, I know our dinner dates are usually about me ranting about the company, being Iron Man, or other Avengers, but I want to know how you took down someone way bigger than you,” he said. 

“A little self defense, I guess? I don’t know, I was always taught that men shouldn’t take advantage of women and I get angry when people try stuff,” you replied. 

“Makes sense,” he said, wearily. “You’re sure you’re okay?” 

“I’m sure. I just want to eat something before I die of hunger, though.” Tony laughed and flagged down a waiter.


“Holy shit, guys, you should’ve seen Y/N. She made this six-feet-something guy whimper like he was a child,” Tony beamed. You didn’t like much attention and tried to hide behind Tony, but he stepped out of the way. 

“What?” Steve and Sam asked, making their way over to you. You were grateful that it was just the two of them and everyone else had gone to bed. 

“Yeah, she made this gigantic guy look so small. I’m pretty sure she broke some of his fingers, or something,” Tony rambled. 

“What happened?” Sam asked .

“Some guy had this grip on her and it looked like he was about to -”

“Wait, some guy took advantage of you?” Steve asked angrily. He was about to yell at Tony for not doing anything, but you spoke up. 

“He almost did. I got away, though.” Steve smiled and sighed of relief. 

“Thank goodness you’re okay,” he said. Sam raised his eyebrow at him, but looked at you. 

“Well, I’m glad you’re okay,” Sam said awkwardly before heading to his room. 

“What a night,” Tony said. “I’m gonna get some beauty rest. Gotta wake up early for China,” he mused before waving goodbye. You and Steve were standing by the elevator. 

“Are you hurt? Did he hurt you?” he asked, scanning your body. “I know it’s later, but I can call Dr. Cho and -” 

“Steve, I’m okay, I promise. I took care of that guy.” 

“I can’t believe Tony didn’t interfere.” 

“He was about to, but the man ran when I took care of him.” Steve smiled down at you. 

“I’m glad you’re fine and not hurt. You must be tired.” 

“Just a little.” 

“I bet you’ve had enough action for one day,” Steve teased. You grinned and yawned, making your way to the bed, falling asleep as soon as your head hit the pillow. 


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im dyfihn please give me motivation to finish my ap us history homework

“Come. On. Brain….Come. On. Brain,” you tap your head against your desk, arms sprawled across the wooden surface. 

Alex, with a coffee cup, was leaning his shoulder against the frame of the door. He chuckled to himself, looking down at the floor, shaking his head lightly. You were completely out of it tonight, you didn’t want to do any more home work and your brain threw everything out the window as if there was a fire. It was almost painful.

“Hey, babe,” Alex said in a sing song tone, walking your way. 

“Come. On. Brain.-” you continued. 

“Babe?” He was trying hard not to laugh, but you were so cute. 

You gave a grumble when he placed a gentle hand on your back, rubbing it lovingly. He set his coffee cut down on your desk. 

“Hey,” he said, in a way that the word ‘hey’ meant: ‘look at me, Sweetie.’

Groggily sitting up, and  swiveling to face him; you noted his attire. He was ready for bed, in a the plaid pajama pants that you had gotten him for Christmas. Looking up a little more, you met his beautiful brown eyes. His hair was pulled back, and he was smiling at you. 

“Hi,” you closed your eyes, feeling his thumb stroke your cheek. 

“How’s it coming?” he asked, glancing at the various scattered papers, in front of your computer. 

“It’s not,” you rested your forehead against his abs, “I don’t wanna do it.”

“Well, what do you want?” he asked with a laugh, he thought you liked school. 

You placed a kiss to his skin, he brushed a hand through your hair, as you continued your kisses, getting lower and lower-

“Hmm, you know,” he pulled back from you, “you can have that…on one condition.”

“What’s that?” you purred, his hand holding your chin, as he bent down to be eye level with you. 

Alex placed a deep, passionate kiss to you. It wasn’t as long as you wanted it to be, but it was enough to get you thinking about what would happen next. He broke the kiss, looking at you for a moment. 

“Finish your homework!” he walked off, “I brought you coffee. I’ll be in the bedroom.”

You gave an exasperated grunt, returning your head to the desk. Now frustrated with homework and your lover. 

What’s one to do?