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Maybe More Than Friends (Peter Parker x Stark!Reader)

Word Count: 4,729

Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: After Peter joined the Avengers, you were basically forced into spending a lot of time with him, being that your father is being that your father is the Tony Stark. Your relationship starts off fairly innocent being as Peter was fairly shy around you, and not to mention that Tony had strictly forbid you two from dating. But despite your best efforts, the sexual tension between you two is undeniable. And one night while the rest of the Avengers are out on a mission, leaving you and Peter alone, the sexual tension comes to a peak. Peter is 18 in this fic.

Warnings: Extreme fluff. Language. Smut smut smut

You remember the first time you met Peter Parker. It was embarrassing, to say the least.

It was a pretty unexpected meetup. You didn’t even know that he was in the tower. You were working in the lab with another one of your dad’s employees, helping design a suit for the new Avengers recruit, Spiderman. It was your first major job, and you were so focused that you hadn’t even noticed when your dad and Peter walked in.

“Hey, Y/N, meet the new recruit, Peter. Peter, meet Y/N, my daughter.” Tony said loudly as he entered the lab, startling you and making you hit your head on the wall.

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Bf!Tom and Nicknames

Okay but I need this to happen irl!!!!!!

Tags: @iamnesta @stormyparker @feeling-straange (tell me if you wanna get tagged!)



  • He’d love calling you nicknames
  • Mostly because it shows everyone that he has a special impact in your life
  • Also, he wasn’t the type of boyfriend who called you the basic nicknames like baby or babe
  • Nope he loved the good old ones
  • Love or Darling fuck me up akcjdncsk
  • He’d be kind of creative with them as well
  • Let’s say you have an obsession with a certain book or series
  • Loverboy would find some accurate names who could describe you


  • He’d knew when to call you what nickname
  • So let’s say you come home after a long day from work/school
  • Everyone was being annoying (how relatable)
  • You basically wanted everyone to piss off
  • Which caused you to slam the door of your and Toms apartment
  • Tom would immediately recognize that something’s wrong
  • “Hey beautiful.”
  • “Hmm.”
  • He’d come up to you
  • Get your bag off your shoulders
  • Picked you up bridal style and dropped the both of you one the couch
  • “What the matter Darling?”
  • “Everyone was being annoying. I didn’t even do anything and they would just scream at me for stuff that I wasn’t even responsible for.”
  • He’d just pull you even closer to him
  • “It’s gonna be alright my love. Don’t let other people take away that beautiful smile of yours.”
  • Your heart would melt
  • Like literally you’d feel all warm and fuzzy inside


  • Or when you’re happy
  • He’d love seeing you happy
  • Let’s just say your out looking for some pumpkins (I FUCKING LOVE PUMPKINS AND HALLOWEEN BRING ON THAT SPOOKY SHIT)
  • You’d run around trying to find the perfect pumpkin
  • Meanwhile Tom was just waiting for you
  • Admiring that beautiful smile on your face
  • “Tom look! I think i found my pumpkin!!”
  • He’d just laugh at how adorable you are
  • So after some time you’d find a pumpkin for Tom as well and you made your way back home
  • It was time for PUMPKIN CARVING WOOOOOO
  • “Yours look so much better than mine,love!”
  • Awwwwjdjsj pouty!tom send help
  • “No it doesn’t!! That destroyed look makes your so much scarier!!”
  • “You always find a way of making me smile don’t ya pumpkin?”
  • You’d giggle at your new nickname
  • “Since why are you calling me pumpkin?”
  • “Since I saw how happy you are when you just see one and I want to see you happy all the time.”
  • “I love you.”
  • “I love you more pumpkin.”
  • Okay buT KISSING WHILE ITS GETTING DARK OUTSIDE, IN THE KITCHEN WITH SOME CUTE/SCARY PUMPKINS WHILE FRANK SINATRA IS PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND!!!
  • ^a fucking concept
  • It was like any other day when Tom came home after a long day
  • But something was different
  • Usually you would wait downstairs
  • But not today
  • Darling are you home?”
  • Nothing
  • “Love?”
  • He’d start to worry cause that’s so not typical you
  • And then he saw you
  • In your shared bedroom
  • Crying
  • His heart would immediately break into a billion pieces


  • Love, Hey, no don’t cry. What’s wrong?”
  • He’d drop next to you into bed, hugging you tightly
  • Darling could you please tell me what’s wrong?”
  • “T-they loved e-each other.”
  • He’d be hella confused poor Babyboy
  • “What? Who?”
  • “D-dean a-and Cindy.”
  • Blue valentine
  • One of your favorite movies
  • He then realized what was underneath all those tissues
  • Chocolate
  • Finally his brain would realize that you’re on your period


  • After cuddling for about an hour you’d be asleep
  • He got up and cleaned up a little bit
  • When he was finished with that he made you your favorite food
  • After some hours you woke up but Tom wasn’t there anymore
  • You were about to get up
  • But then that sweet boy would come into the room with your favorite food he just made, some tissues, more chocolate and even more movies
  • “Okay my love,I think we’re prepared let’s do this?”
  • “You don’t have to do this Tom I’ll be fine.”
  • He’d just smile before saying
  • “I know I don’t have to, but I want to!”


  • And that’s how you spend the night
  • Watching some movies, eating and using a lot of tissues
  • Btw he’d use more than you
  • But he wouldn’t be ashamed to show his feelings
  • Cause he can be himself around you awwwwwww
  • “Get some sleep beautiful, you look tired. I’ll be here when you wake up.”
  • Tom Holland loves to give you nicknames and he will never stop finding new ones

The Hunter and the Hunted - Jesse McCree x Reader

A/N: I have no self-control. Once I saw his new skin and heard his voice line, I had to write this. I hope you all like it.

Words: 2,117
Warnings: None


It had been a while since you had seen anyone from Overwatch. After you had disbanded, you all went your separate ways without so much as a goodbye so getting this flyer about a Halloween/reunion party was a shock to say the least. You wouldn’t mind seeing some of your old comrades in arms again, but would anyone else actually show up? You loved Halloween and having something to do this year really made it better, you only hoped it wasn’t a bust.

If you wanted to be honest, you had missed quite a few of them and had always wondered what most of them were up to. You had heard about what happened to Gabriel and Jack and you wanted to see the rest of them before something like that happened again. At least this wouldn’t be some awkward, stuffy reunion. You all would be having fun – drinks, food, and costumes. What could go wrong?

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i played with mccree and 76, mccree got hurt and 76 put down a biotic field for them. mccree thanked 76, 76 thanked them back. then mccree said i hear ya pumpkin and 76 replied with that’s sir to you gjkghjkghj that was funny

One Last Time - Fred Weasley

This was suppose to be the gift for me reaching 2,000 followers, but I’m almost to 3,000 now. Sorry this took so long! Warning: Smut.

Fred’s lips were soft on yours, only pulling away to gasp for air before returning. Fred had brought you into this hidden passage to discuss something, but with his body pressed up against yours and his tongue in your mouth, you forgot to ask. 

Lately, the only time you actually got to be together was in abandoned classrooms and empty hallways, what with Umbridge’s new rules. Fred’s hand began sliding up your sweater when you heard steps from the other side of the hallway.

“Shit,” he said, grabbing your hand and ripping open the drapery, leading back into the busy hallway. You fixed your ruffled hair and followed Fred down the steps. 

“Freddie.” He stopped and you touched the back of his shirt, tucking it back into his pants. He smirked at you and you touched his ass briefly, giving him a wink. “Wouldn’t want Umbridge to think we were up to something.”

“Right you are.” You smiled and fought of the urge to bring your lips back to his. 

“Hey!” You looked up the staircase and saw George strutting down towards the two of you. “I thought you two were talking in the secret passage near Transfigurations. I set off an explosion on the third floor bathrooms to give you two some time.”

“And I love you for it,” Fred said, patting George’s arm. “But there was someone coming down the hall so we didn’t get much alone time.”

“We didn’t have any time to talk,” you said, grinning over at Fred. George smirked and rolled his eyes.

“I’ll leave you two lovebirds to talk then,” he said, glancing over at Fred. Fred nodded, answering his unspoken question. George walked back upstairs while Fred took your hand again.

He led you down two flights of stairs, ignoring the questions you kept asking him. He opened a door and led you all the way down the corridor, and through one more hallway before he stopped in a room filled with suits of armor. 

“Fred, what’s going on?” you asked as he sat you down on a bench. He let out a sigh and took your hand in his. “Freddie, you’re scaring me.”

“I’m sorry. There’s just something I want to tell you, but I don’t know how.”

“Okay, that doesn’t make me feel any better.” He squeezed your palm and cleared his throat.

“You know this summer when mum found out about Weasley Wizard Wheezes?” You nodded. “And you know we’ve been selling some of our stuff around school.”

“Yes.”

“Okay, when Harry won the Triwizard tournament, he gave his winnings to George and I. So we could start Weasley Wizard Wheezes.” You searched his face, and could see how concerned he was. You brought his hand up to your lips and kissed it.

“Okay. So what are you so nervous about?”

“Y/N, George and I are leaving.”

“Leaving? Leaving school, you mean?”

“Yes, we have enough to set up Weasley Wizard Wheezes and there’s nothing keeping us here.” You folded your lips and Fred squeezed your hand. “Except you.”

“This is our last year, can’t you just wait until then?”

“Umbridge is making Hogwarts a living hell for us. We don’t really see the point in staying until the end of term.”

“Your mother is going to kill you.” Fred laughed and nodded.

“Yeah, but I can handle her. I’m worried about you.”

“Well I’m not gonna kill you. But I don’t want you to leave. Please stay, I love you.” Fred wrapped his arms around you, and held you against his chest. 

“I love you, too. Which is why I planned the perfect last date for us.” You sighed and pulled away from him. 

“So you’ve already made up your mind.” 

“Yes.”

“Then this better be a damn good date.” Fred smirked and kissed you.

“It will be, I promise.”


You stepped out of your common room and started walking when you felt someone grab your hand. You gasped and the hand went over your mouth.

“I’ll let go but we have to be quiet,” Fred whispered in your ear. Giggling, you nodded your head and he let go. You spun around and pressed a kiss to Fred’s lips, leaning up against him. 

“Where are we going?”

“It’s a secret,” he whispered. He took your hand in his and led you out onto the staircase. He ran you down two flights of stairs, pulling you into a secret passageway behind a painting when Mrs. Norris came climbing up the steps. 

“Freddie-”

“Shh,” he said before you could ask. He peaked his head out of the picture frame and continued up flights of stairs. Twice you had to hide behind a suit of armor to hide from Filch and Umbridge.

Finally, he latched open the door to the astronomy tower, and the two of you were alone. You grabbed onto his face and kissed him. He pulled away with a groan and smiled at you, his eyes and teeth glowing in the moonlight.

“Wait. I have something to show you still.” You sighed and pecked his lips once more, taking his hand in yours. Up the spiral staircase the two of you went, until he opened the door to the Divination classroom. 

The room was draped in its usual scarves and curtains of thick material and rich color. He had set up the crystal balls on each table, and they were each filled with white smoke. There was a pile of blankets and pillows in the center of the room, the moonlight shining enough light on it. 

“Fred.” You took his arm and pulled him close to you. His hands were resting on your jaw, kissing you passionately. He backed you up, and you stopped just in front of the pillow pile. 

“This is a very good date,” you said, lying down in the pile. He grinned and laid down next to you, kissing you again. You tugged on the collar of his sweater and he laughed, pushing your hands away.

“No, there’s more.” You let out a sigh and licked your swollen lips. He beamed and pulled out his wand, waving it around. There was a small clatter across the room and a tray of deserts came flying towards you, setting down in between the both of you.

“You stole these from the kitchens didn’t you?” Fred chuckled and sat up.

“No. I asked one of the house elves if I could have it. But when he said no, I stole them when no one was looking.” You giggled and reached for a pumpkin pasty. 

“Ya know what would make this date even better?” you said with a curl of your lips. He rested his hand behind you so he was only an inch away from you.

“What’s that?”

“If you stayed.” Fred let out a sigh and dropped his head on your shoulder, kissing you tenderly. 

“Please don’t ask me to do that.” You sighed and rested your head on his shoulder.

“Can you promise me something then?” you asked after a minute of silence. He lifted his head and nodded. 

“You’re still gonna wait for me, aren’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, when you start up your company, and Weasley Wizard Wheezes becomes famous, you won’t forget me. You won’t run off with one of the girls that fall in love with your fame.” 

“I could never forget you, Y/N.” He pushed the food over to one of the tables and rolled on top of you. “I love you.” You kissed him, cupping his cheeks in your hands. 

“I love you, too,” you said breathlessly. Fred only let you pull away for a second before bringing his lips back to yours. He ran his hands through your hair as his tongue slipped into your mouth. 

Fred’s tongue explored your mouth as your hands explored his chest. His kisses were desperate and heated, he would pull on your lips and your teeth would knock together.

You began pulling on the hem of his blue sweater, but he took his hands out of your hair to stop you. You whined into his kiss and he laughed. 

“This is your date,” he said. You raised an eyebrow and he pulled on your sweater. You lifted your arms and he tugged it off. His hands were cold on your waist as you pulled him back to your lips. 

You slipped your tongue into his mouth as his hand slipped under the band of our bra. You moaned at the contact and Fred bit your lip in response. He kissed up your jaw all the way to your ear, nibbling on it.

In a swift motion, Fred unhooked your bra and threw it across the room. You grabbed onto his shirt and ripped it off over his red hair. His bare chest met yours as he started to kiss down your neck.

Fred smiled against your skin and his lips traveled down your neck and onto your chest. You clawed at his back as he kissed your breast, his hand massaging and pulling at the other. 

You wrapped your legs around his waist, wanting to be as close as the two of you could be. He moved from your breasts and brought his lips back to yours, his hands sliding down your waist. 

He unbuttoned your jeans and you kicked them off, never leaving his lips. One of his hands moved in between your legs, fingering you through your underwear. He pushed them to the side and stuck one finger inside of you, smiling as you moaned. 

His finger worked expertly inside you, so much so that you couldn’t continue to kiss Fred for the moans coming from you. You felt a tightening in your lower stomach as he slid two fingers inside of you.

“Fred,” you gasped, pulling a handful of his red hair. 

“Wait, babe,” he said, winking up at you. You let out a breath as Fred’s lips moved between your thighs. He licked inside of you, and you were close until your heard a noise. You shot up and Fred looked at you in concern.

“Y/N, what is it?” he asked in concern. Your hand touched his neck and smiled at him.

“I think I heard something,” you said, reaching for your top. Fred turned towards the door as light shone through. 

“Fuck,” he whispered, reaching for your jeans and his sweater. 

“That’s what I was planning on,” you whispered, running for cover. He led you up the upper staircase of the classroom and waited on top of the bridge above the exit. 

You threw back on your shirt and were tugging on your jeans as Umbridge walked into the room. Fred looked over at you nervously. Public displays of affection were banned, and you were sure shagging would be a much worse ordeal. 

“Hello?” she squeaked, stepping into the room. You noticed she left the door open and nodded towards it. Fred shook his head but you were already halfway over the railing. You waited until she was fully in the room to jump. 

You froze afterwards, watching to see if she turned. When she didn’t you motioned for Fred to join you. He jumped reluctantly and the two of you ran out the door as Umbridge turned. 

You raced down the steps as you heard the clicking of her heels exiting the classroom. He pulled you into a secret passageway at the end of the staircase. You didn’t stop running until you opened the door at the other end of the hallway and appeared outside of the Ravenclaw common room.

“That was close,” he panted.

“Yeah, too close. I left my bra in the tower.” Fred grimaced and leaned against the wall.

“I’ll go back and get it.”

“Don’t. I never really liked that one anyway.” Fred smiled as you wrapped your arms around his waist and kissed him softly.

“Good, neither did I.” You laughed and Fred ran his hands through your hair. “We left all of our stuff back in the classroom.”

“Whatever. We still have a date to finish,” you said. 

“And nowhere to go.” You tilted your head and smirked at him. “What?”

“Not nowhere.” You laced your hand in his and led him down the hallway. You threw open a tapestry, revealing a door. Fred raised an eyebrow at you and smiled.

“I knew I loved you for a reason.” You smiled and turned towards the door.

“Mummified shrew,” you said and the door swung open. Following Fred, you closed the door behind you to the Ravenclaw prefect’s bathroom. 

“Wha- How did you-”

“Ravenclaws aren’t always as smart as they seem. I heard one of the prefects bragging about the bathroom and he let the password slip.” Fred walked towards you and kissed you backing you up against the cool marble wall.

“I love you.”

He pulled your top off again, quicker than before. He slipped his off as you puled him down on the floor with you. Your kisses were heated and passionate as you unbuckled his jeans. 

Fred was already hard against you as you pulled off your jeans and threw your underwear across the room. Fred threw off his boxers, too and brought his lips back to yours. 

Your kisses slowed down, as the two of you tasted each other for what felt like the last time. Fred kissed down your neck and you ran your hands through his hair. He hovered above you, looking into your eyes.

You nodded and he slid inside of you. Gasping, you adjusting around him before Fred began moving inside of you rhythmically. He brought his chest down against yours as he continued thrusting inside of you. 

You were glad you were alone because there was no way you could silence your moans. Fred was working more than he ever had, and was pulling out all of his tricks.

He moved inside of you and you could hardly wait any longer. The feeling from before returned in the pit of your stomach, and you clawed at Fred’s back. He grinned as you wrapped your legs around his waist, needing to have him closer. 

“Fred,” you gasped. He nodded and kissed your shoulder.

“Me too,” he moaned. He quicken his movements as he continuously pounded into the spot he knew made you go weak at the knees. Your legs buckled around Fred as you got your release. 

You moaned loudly as Fred continued his thrusts until he came inside of you. He pulled out slowly and rolled over to lay beside you. The two of you lay there together, holding hands as you regained your breathing. 

Rolling over, you kissed his shoulder and rested your head against it. He snaked his arm around your waist and kissed your forehead. 

“Have you been practicing without me?” you asked, looking up at him. He chuckled and pulled you closer to him. 

“Never.” You sat up and looked around the room. Standing, you walked across the marble floor and grabbed one of the over sized towels. You threw it over Fred as you laid down with him. 

“I love you,” you said, staring into his brown eyes. He wrapped his arms around you again and kissed the tip of your nose.

“I don’t want to leave you.”

“I don’t either, but I know you have to.”

“I love you so much.” He leaned down and kissed you again before resting his head on your chest. You ran your hands through his hair and sighed.

“We’re so gonna get caught.”

“Hm? Why is that?” Fred mumbled, sleep already crossing his mind.

“We left the Divination room filled with the stuff from our date.” He glanced up at you and smiled.

“I don’t care. I’ll take any punishment for this time with you.” 

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”