you make it kinda hard not to stare

Being Tony’s daughter and daing Peter would include...

Originally posted by brokencxstiel

(Not my gif) 

  • Tony not knowing of course 
  • You’ve been secretly dating for over a year 
  • The rest of the avengers finding out: 
  • Steve wanted to wake you up and caught you cuddling with Peter 
  • You were having a sleepover thingy with Wanda when Peter came in through the window with his spider-man costume. 
  • After you helped him with the wounds and kissed his forehead, Wanda connected two and two 
  • Thor walked on you two making out 
  • Vision just- 
  • He just doesn’t learn to knock
  • Natasha was listening to you rambling, when you accidentally told her 
  • Bruce recognized Peter’s t-shirt when you wore it and casually asked if you two were dating 
  • “Y/N?” 
  • and then you turned around slowly
  • and Peter just kinda stared at Clint with emotionless look on his face. ;
  • So the whole team kept the secret 
  • and Tony doesn’t know; 
  • One time you had a pretty hard make out session and things got heated.
  • You ended up with a hickey 
  • “Here! Have a turtle neck top” 
  • You managed to hide it 
  • But your Dad kept staring at you weirdly, like he knew shit was up; 
  • Cuddling with Peter and small kisses all the time; 
  • Him leaving notes all over your books: 
  • ‘Ohh that page is my favorite part of the book’ 
  • ‘That’s such a boring lesson honestly’ 
  • ‘I love you’ ; 
  • That time Tony saw a hickey on Peter’s neck 
  • You were like : ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 
  • but your dad didn’t notice because he was so busy with Peter; 
  • Peter ACTUALLY sneaked into the shower with you when your dad was a room away from the two of you 
  • Tony hearing you two making out
  • so he decides to check on you
  • “Honey?” 
  • and you pulled away from Peter 
  • “Yeah” you called back 
  • “Is everything alright?”
  • “As fine as always” 
  • Tony walked away but heard a giggle and 
  • “You seriously need to tell him about us” 
  • he recognized Parker’s voice immediately 
  • “No way. I don’t want him to treat you differently and have ‘the talk’.” 
  • “Do me a favor and stay next to me when he beats me up”
  • “I’ll bring you an ice pack”
  • “I love you, Y/N” 
  • “I love you too” 
  • Tony.heard.that.
  • “PARKER?” 
  •  you and Peter had to come out and explain what the two of you were up to for the past year 
  • Peter has to run for his life 
  • l i t e r a l l y 
  • Clint and Steve trying not to laugh in the background 
  • You shot them a look and they cracked; 
  • Tony has to run around and make sure Peter doesn’t mess up shit 
  • because he is too distracted thinking about you 
  • “I’ll take the suit”
  •  But your Dad is proud of Peter
  •  And your relationship.




Sexual Life (Head canon)

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- Ok at first you guys decided to wait, so that you can get to know each other better;
- But after one month Tom invited you at his place and tried to make everything as romantic as possible;
- I can picture the room full of candles and petals spread on the floor because he’s such a cheesy boy;
- I also imagine Tom (accidentally) setting fire to the curtain, and desperately trying to put out the small bonfire he created;
- When he succeeded you were gone;
- Tom would be so sad and thought he had ruined everything;
- One hour later you came back with new curtains;
- Tom was so relieved that he kissed you with all the passion he had;
- At the end your first time was a fuck on his living room’s floor;
- But generally he’s so sweet and caring, always asking you if you’re ok;
- Since your personalities are pretty strong, you’re both dom between the sheets;
- After workout or filming Tom’s so tired he asks you to go down on him or riding him;
- Going down each other on a daily basis;
- “Darling
- “Princess
- “Angel
- Don’t forget my favourite: “kiTTEn
- Lots of hair pulling;
- And ass grabbing as well;
- “Can I tell Harrison what we did yesterday?”
- “Ghsusbsje TOM WHAT THE FUCK??? No, butthead”
- Tom would tell Harrison anyway;
- Giggly and drank sex after clubbing with your friends;
- One day Tom sees your bruises on your hips and he feels super guilty;
- “Sorry darling, next time I won’t be that rough”;
- “Who told you I don’t like it rough?”
- After this answer his boner hit him in the face;
- Tom groaning in your neck (I’m crying);
- “God, babe. Do that again”;
- Overstimulation (don’t fight me on this);
- I have the feeling Tom has a sort of pain kink, but nothing too hardcore;
- Going around shirtless so everyone (especially Haz and his brothers) can see he got some the night before;
- “I guess I’m just sooooo good at this?”
- Teasing you all the damn time;
- Always treating you like the most sacred relic in the world;
- But sometimes he can get really dom like that you can’t walk the day later;
- So he cuddles you to apologize;
- Even if he doesn’t have anything to apologize for;
- Worshipping your legs: like kissing every inch of your body from the ankle to your tights;
- Biting his lips so hard that you break him a capillary;
- (this last is based on a personal true story ahxhebxje, I’m kinda rough);
- Tom having just two moods: sweet, deep and caring love making in bed, rough quickies or proper fucks everywhere;
- When you first moved he made a list of places where he wanted to take you;
- Kitchen counter, floor in front or the chimney, bathroom sink, shower… (the list is infinite);
- OMG CAN WE TALK ABOUT TESSA??? She would be the best cockblocker ever;
- Like once you and Tom were making out and she was staring at you;
- “I can’t do this with Tess staring at us” Tom said one so the next time he locked the door;
- One day you were having some sexy time after weeks of not seeing each other and Tessa started barking and scratching the door. Tom laughed in the middle of the sex because “Darling, Tessa thinks we’re in danger”;
- Since she destroyed the mood, Tom opened the door to welcome her and the three of you would cuddle in bed;
- Your turns on: looking at him working out, lips licking, lips biting, neck kisses;
- His turns on: wearing short dress, when you tie your hair up leaving your neck expose, eye contact (!!!!! like, this is so important), wearing his clothes, high heels;
- In my opinion Tom loves lace, like pastel lace underwear because he likes looking at you in innocent colours;
- Making out while listening to The Weeknd;
- When he first brought home his Spider-Man costume you are extremely turned on because that costume is so thigh that highlights his toned body;
- Tight riding Tom wearing the costume;
- Taking off the costume took you half a hour because of the defective zip;
- Ok I don’t think that Tom is really into kinky stuff, you would try something new from time to time like handcuff and so on but nothing too extreme;
- Nevertheless your sex life is perfect and I stop here ‘cause this head canon made me tear up :(
- I want Tom so badly;

Like it's Real (2/3) Tom Holland X Reader

Summary: Tom and Y/N are childhood best friends. So when Tom’s publicist told him to fake-date someone, Y/N seems to be the best choice. But will it stay fake, or will true feelings start to blossom?

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Some swearings

A/N: Wow guys, thank you for the 100+ followers, you’re all so sweet. If you would like to be tagged in the future parts, you can leave a comment to let me know ❤️

P.S: The italicized sentences are your internal thoughts

Part 1

Tom’s Publicist: Good Morning (Y/N), I’ve dropped off some stuff for you on your front door.

You: Stuff?

Tom’s Publicist: For you to wear to the date. Tom’s picking you up in an hour.

You: Oh sure. Thank you.

You opened your door to find a box. You carried it into your room, placing it on a chair before rummaging through it.

Apparently what the publicist refer as “stuff” includes several dresses, 4 pairs of shoes, bags and purses, and even hair accessories. No wonder the box is a bit heavy.

All the dresses seems to be a little extra for a lunch date in a local café. Well except for the simple pale yellow sundress with floral prints.

Putting it on, the dress fell just right above your knees. It flows beautifully. You put on a nude platform sandals and looked at the mirror.

This should do it

“Y/N?” came Tom’s voice, followed by three knocks.

“Coming!” You yelled back, hurriedly grabbing a purse then stuffing in your phone and money.

Opening the door, you greeted him with a cheerful smile, “Hi”

“Hi (Y/N), you look beautiful.”

“You don’t look so bad yourself” you said, blushing a little from his compliment.

“I was thinking that we could walk to the café?. It’s only a few blocks away. I wouldn’t mind driving if don’t want to though,” He asked.

“Sure Tom. I could use some exercise.“


After a 5 minute walk, you both arrived at the café. The bell jingled as Tom opened the door for you, being the gentleman he is.

“Let’s go sit by the glass window. My publicist said the paparazzi would get better shots of us that way.”

After you both had settled in, the waitress came to take your orders.

“What can I get you?” smiled the waitress.

“I’d like a soufflé and a glass of iced tea please,” you ordered.

“And for me, a hot tea and a quackson would be nice,” Tom added smiling at the waitress.

“Excuse me, what?” the waitress asked giving him a weird look.

You tried muffling your laughs, but when Tom looked at you with his confused face you coudln’t help but roar in laughter.

“Tom! You - you just said quackson instead of croissant!”

Realization dawns on his face. “Oh shit. I meant a croissant. A croissant and hot tea would be nice,” he corrected, grimacing a little.

You’re still howling with laughter as the waitress leave. You’re laughing so hard that tears are escaping your eyes.

“Oh my god Tom. I can’t believe that just happened,” you said still chuckling at his red face.

“I’ve been asked to say quackson so many times now that it kinda stuck,” He explained, still not smiling.

“You have to admit it’s funny though,” You snickered.

He cracked a small smile, “I guess it is a little funny.”

With all the fun you’re having, you almost forgot that this is supposed to be a fake date. Almost, but then your phone vibrates.

Tom's publicist added you into a group chat 

Tom's Publicist:: You're both doing great.

Tom: How did you know that?

Tom's Publicist: I'm three tables away from you 

Both of you looked around the café trying to spot the publicist. Sure enough, he’s sitting in a booth at the corner of the café.

You made eye contact briefly, then he starts tapping on his phone again. You looked back at your phone as it buzzes.

Tom's Publicist: Y/N, put your hand on the table, and Tom put yours on top of hers. This is a great chance.

You could feel the blush creeping up your neck at the thought of this. You lift your head up to see Tom already staring at you, his cheeks tinted with a slight blush.

You placed your hand on the table and Tom looked at you, asking for permission. You nodded, heart racing with anticipation.

As his palm rest on top of your hand, you felt a jolt of electricity run through your body. You have a thousands thoughts rushing through your mind.

Why am I being like this. It’s just Tom, I shouldn’t be feeling any of this. It’s even staged for fuck’s sake.

After a few minutes, the paparazzi left but Tom’s hand is still resting on top of yours. You tried continuing the conversation. But it’s kinda hard with his thumb occassionally sweeping back and forth on the back of your hand.

He’s staring at you with such intensity, you felt like you could melt into a puddle. But then the waitress came back, bringing your orders making both of you break the physical contact.


“Do you still have any room left in your stomach?” Tom asked as you both exited the café.

“What do you have in mind?”

“I saw an ice cream truck on the way here. Thought we could maybe make a quick stop,” he grinned, knowing you wouldn’t turn down free ice cream.


Thanks for the ice cream,“ you thanked him, as he handed you your cone. You start licking on your heavenly treat, sighing in content.

Tom chuckled at your antics, “I’m glad you like it that much.” You can only hum in agreement as you continue to devour your sweet treat.

“Y/N, I’m going to try something. Just go with it okay?”

Narrowing your eyes you questioned, “What exactly?”

“Can I try your ice cream?” “Umm, sure?” You answered, utterly confused. What is he trying to do? You hold out your ice cream for him to try. But instead of licking your ice cream like you thought he would, his soft lips meet yours instead.

Your eyes flew wide open. As you body froze in shock. It’s the most innocent kiss anybody has ever given to you. Even though it only lasted for 3 seconds, it’s enough to leave you feeling lightheaded.

“It worked!” Tom exclaimed all of a sudden. “They’re all taking videos and photos”

You turned around to see a small crowd video-taping you and Tom. Of course it was an act. How stupid of you to think it was real?


Tom held your hand the whole way to your apartment, awaking the butterflies inside your stomach.

“I had a great time today Y/N. Time seems to fly when I’m you,” He smiled at you softly ad you reached your door. “I can’t thank you enough for agreeing to this,”

“Hey, I had fun too. And I should be thanking you for being such a great ‘date’ today,” you assured him, doing the air quotes gesture.

Chuckling Tom said, “Well then I should be going. See you tomorrow!” The he leaned in to place a kiss on your forehead, making you suck in a sharp breath.

“Bye Tom,” you squeaked, waving at him before entering your apartment and closing the door. You closed your eyes as you leaned on the door, heart still racing from his forehead kiss.

Fuck, I have a crush on Tom

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anonymous asked:

Do you think when bakugo and ochako get together they would keep it a secret or would tell people or let them find out on their own?

well i can’t see them actually getting together until they’re adults, so i don’t really see why they’d keep it a secret. maybe from the media or something, but i don’t really see why they’d hide it from their friends

in a completely self indulgent scenario where they date at UA, well…. i imagine that they wouldn’t like. hide it exactly? like i don’t think Bakugou would wanna make it public or obvious b/c he’s still kinda rocky with emotions and he doesn’t want people butting in on his personal business, so he kinda just yells at anyone who asks (”HAAAH? WHAT’S IT TO YA?”)

but i don’t think Ochako would mind all that much? maybe she’d be a little shy when it comes up, or try to steer the convo away b/c she gets all red and embarrassed. but she’d be happy about it and casually mention stuff here and there 

but like…. i don’t think they’d try to actively hide it? like they’d hold hands or share an umbrella or she’d hold his arm in pubic or they’d eat lunch together, etc. casual little things like that. they just wouldn’t want anyone bugging them about it 

(i imagine the boys constantly rag on Bakugou and joke about how on earth he managed to start dating such a sweet, nice girl like Uraraka when he’s such a dick, but it’s all in good fun. Bakugou screams death threats at them every other day. one day someone makes the mistake of suggesting that she’s weak, and he snaps back with a, “She’s fuckin’ stronger than you, asshole.”

Mina and Tooru often ask Ochako what she sees in Bakugou when he’s so……. himself, and Ohcako probably blushes and replies with stumbling words, “Ohh, well, you know, he’s actually kinda nice underneath it all, ya know? Like, okay maybe not nice nice, but he’s nice in his own way, it’s just hard to see sometimes!!” 

“………. Really?” Mina stares in utter disbelief.

“Ahahaha…” Ochako laughs, trying to brush off the awkwardness of the situation aside, “Ya gotta believe me on this! I swear it’s true!! He’s nice in his angry weird yell-y way!! A-and he’s really funny, and a good cook!! And he believes in me!! He helps push me to do my best!!” She said, raising up a fist up for emphasis, a fire burning in her eyes. 

She paused a moment before scratches the back of her neck, laughing weakly, “Ya just gotta trust me on this guys, haha…”

“We’re not doubting you, Ocha-chan,” Tsuyu pipes up, tongue sticking out slightly as she addresses Ochako, “It’s just hard to see Baku-chan be nice is all. Tho I’m sure our lil Baku has his good points too. He’s friends with Kirishima, and he’s dating you. That must mean something.” 

“Yeah, I guess you’re right…” Mina mutters. She quickly perked up however, and leaned over to ask Ochako with a grin, “So… is he a good kisser?”

“U-u-uuhhhhhh…” Uraraka stutters, eyes wide and cheeks burning. Tsuyu gives Mina a disapproving look. “Don’t pressure her into talking.” she croaked.

Mina glances at her disappointingly, but sighs. “Fine, fine. You don’t have to answer.”

silence reigns between them, until Ochako mutters something under her breath, curling over the drink in her hand to hide her red face. Both girls blink, and lean closer curiously. “What was that, Ocha-chan?” Tsuyu asks.

“I-I said… I h-have to… k-k-kiss him. He-he gets too embarrassed to kiss me…” Ochako’s says quietly, voice trembling and looking at them bashfully from under her eyelashes. she glances away and fidgets in her seat.

“O-hoho~” Mina grins widely, like the cat who ate the canary. “Bakugou gets too embarrassed to kiss you? And here I thought he’d be all fierce with romance like he is with fighting!” 

Tsuyu hums. “That is rather surprising. Who knew there was something Baku-chan was nervous about?”

“P-please don’t tell anyone I said that!” Ochako asks, eyes wide and flustered. “He’ll kill me if he knew I told anyone!” 

Well--” Mina protests, before Tsuyu’s tongue lightly smacks her cheek. “No problem, Ocha-chan. We’ll be sure to keep it a secret.”

Mina pouts at Tsuyu, rubbing her cheek slightly, before dramatically sighing, flopping back against the couch. “Fine, fine, I won’t tell anyone. Only for you, Ochako.” She sighed again, “Such good gossip, wasted…”)

Date ‘n Ditch

“Well. This is awkward.”

“Yeah, no shit.”

“… What should we do?”

“Ain’t much we can do, unless you wanna go tell ‘em to stop.”

“As if!”

“Answered your own question then, didn’t ya Kagome?”

“But we can’t just sit here. It feels so… intrusive.”

“Keh! They’re the ones being gross in public. It’s their own fault if they get an audience.”

“I mean, I know they haven’t seen each other for awhile, but… it looks like they’re trying to eat each other’s faces.”

“More like eat each other’s tongues.”


“Tell it to those two!”

“This is the last time I ever go anywhere with Sango and Miroku.”


“They’re just… so…”


“… publicly affectionate.”

“Yeah, gross.”

“How’d you get roped into being here, Inuyasha?”

“I’m Miroku’s ride. You?”

“Sango and I had a movie date, but, well, the plans changed when Miroku called at the last minute.”


“I really wouldn’t have minded if Sango cancelled our plans. I know how weird Miroku’s work schedule has been, and it’s hard for them to have time together… but I think she felt bad about it, and kept insisting I should come along. Kinda wish I’d said no.”

“You shoulda said ’fuck no.’”

“… I won’t argue with you there.”

“This is really putting me off my food.”


“The whole restaurant is staring at us.”

“I guess it’s dinner and a show.”

“Ugh, don’t say shit like that, you’re gonna make me more nauseous than I already am.”


“… goddamn, did his hand just…?”


“And did she just—”

“Looks like it.”

“… fucking gross.”

“I can’t believe we haven’t been kicked out of here yet.”

“… You know what? Fuck this. Let’s go.”

“Huh? Go?”

“Let’s get out of here. Just 'cuz those two won’t get a room doesn’t mean we have to sit here and watch 'em.”

“You want us to ditch our friends?”

“Like they’d even care.”


“We could start a knife fight in here and they wouldn’t notice. I mean, look at them.”

“… yeah, okay. Let’s go.”

“Fucking finally. Don’t forget your coat.”

“What about the tab?”

“Let them deal with it.”

“I dunno, that doesn’t seem very—”

“We’ll pay 'em back later, let’s just go before I start puking.”

“All right. Where should we go?”

“We can hit that movie you and Sango were gonna see.”

“Works for me.”

“… we could get dinner afterwards, too. If, y'know, we’re hungry or whatever.”

“… Inuyasha, are you asking me on a date?”

“Keh! No. I’m rescuing your ass from our disgusting friends.”

“Ah. I see.”

“It ain’t a date.”


“It ain’t.”

“I believe you.”





“… if it were a date—which it isn’t, okay?—but if it were, would you, er…”



“Yes, I’d go with you.”

“… right. Okay. That’s, um, cool.”



“Will you go on a date with me?”

“… Fuck yes.”  

Thought I’d try my hand at my own dialogue challenge. :3

3.5k words so look out for under the cut!

“I’m too old for this kidnapping bullshit,” Tony whispered, shivering, and tugged the collar of his shirt tighter around his neck in a futile attempt to block out the freezing rain. Forty-five years old and still being carted around like so much luggage. God.

He didn’t think about how glad he was that there was no sand, no heat, no bright lights in the dark. He didn’t think about how glad he was to break out of a building instead of a cave. He didn’t think about how no one had come for him, and what that meant for the monsters that had been screaming when he’d been taken.

The forest was cold, and as much as the conifers blocked the onslaught of rain, they did little to protect Tony from the rain dripping off the needles and onto him. He tucked himself in the lee of a larger tree, taking a few deep breaths, but it hurt—every gasp hurt. The metal casing was cold in his chest, making the skin around it burn and then spread out into a dull ache. His fingers were beginning to go numb.

He was going to die out here.

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Castiel embraces Y/N with his wings when she is freezing in a motel room and helps her fall asleep.

Words: ~1900

Warnings: none really, maybe slight wing!kink and FLUFF!!!

A/N: Again with the typical fanfiction stuff. But I just love Cas and his wings, especially the idea of them being so fluffy and warm. I hope you get what I mean. ;)


I laid in my bed in the poorly decorated motel room, shivering and cursing.
After our vampire hunt on the way back to the bunker, Dean decided that it would be better to check into a motel for one night due to the fact that we were all wasted and it was in the middle of the night.

So here I was now, Dean and Sam sharing a room while I had privacy, freezing to death.
I’ve never had any problems with having my own motel room, of course. It was way more enjoyable than sharing a room with the boys, including one of them having to sleep on the couch (or even the ground) or sharing a bed with me.

I didn’t mind but, honestly, I loved having my own room. However, today I just wanted to be near Dean or Sam, cuddling and getting some body warmth.

While I listened to the clattering of my teeth I actually thought about going to the boys but I was too wrapped up in my blanket and didn’t want to bother them.

Like I expected my thoughts started to drift around Castiel even though I fought against it. I couldn’t help it… My huge crush made it impossible to think about something else.
Thinking about his mesmerising blue eyes or his dark curly hair made me shiver even more.

I sighed as I imagined him being here and holding me in his arms. I wished I could feel his chest against my cheek and his hair between my fingers.

Knowing that his handsome vessel was rather cold, I still wanted to snuggle up into his body. I knew I would warm up just from his touch.
And I couldn’t stop thinking about him keeping the cold away from me and laid there for god knows how long, laying on my left side pressing myself against the cold matress.

“Oh, Castiel, I whish you were here.”, I whispered absently and I had barely ended the sentence as I heard the familiar flutter of wings, instantly making me smile.

“Y/N, are you alright? Did anyone hurt you?”, he spoke quickly as he rushed to my side, his concern sending blood to your face.

“No, I’m fine.”, I chuckled, “Well, not fine but not hurt… It’s so cold.” The last part came out as a whimper, Castiel ’s filling with more concern while i hesitantly took his hand. Cold just like expected but the touch made my cheeks warm up.

When he took his hand away I felt embarrassment rushing through my body but the second his hand touched my cheek it vanished.
“Your body temperature is dangerously low.”, he mumbled, his eyebrows narrowed.

Even though his hand was cold I let out a surprised whimper when he took his hand away again to press two fingertips onto my fore head. Apart from the cut on my tigh healing I felt nothing else.

“It doesn’t work.”, I groaned before I tugged at my blanket to pull it over my nose but Castiel was sitting on it.
“Take off your clothes.”, Castiel demanded as he stood up, his hands reaching to his neck to loosen his tie.

“What? W-Why… should I…?”, I stuttered, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “I’m going to use the body warmth of my vessel to warm you up.”, he explained simply while pushing the trench coat off his shoulders, “It’ll be easier without so many layers of clothes between our skin. Just take off your hoodie and jacket.”

“Okay…”, I hesitated, afraid of the cold and being too nervous.  Feeling his eyes burning into my side, I slipped my arms out of the sleeves and hesitated again. He was making me nervous. Very nervous.

I felt my heart skipping a beat when Castiel suddenly stood in front of me half naked, taking his shirt off before opening his belt.
Instantly my cheeks were on fire while his facial expression was staying completely neutral.

“Move.”, he mumbled before I carefully scooted over, the blanket wrapped around my small body. While I watched him, only wearing boxers and sitting down next to me, I held my breath.

Before I could say something else, his arms sneaked around me to pull me close. “Now, rest.”, he whispered as I touched his unusually hot skin and closed my eyes, sighing as I already felt the warmth spreading through my body. He pressed my back against his bare chest and let out a deep breath, making me shiver.

“Are you still cold?”, Castiel wanted to know and I only shook my head. “But you shivered-?”
I closed eyes in embarrassment before interrupting him, “I’m better now, Cas. It’s just… uh,you know. The difference… it’s so cold and you’re- your body is so hot.”
I felt him nod and before he laid back on the bed, the sound of a flutter of wings filled the room again.

Laying now on my back, as well, on top of him, I opened my eyes to see two enormous wings embrace me. I felt the fluffy feathers brushing over my skin while warmth spread from Castiel’s vessel.
      I had seen his wings quite often already, it was somehow natural to me. But I didn’t remember a time when his wings were so close to me, I had never even touched them.

I turned my head that laid on Castiel’s shoulder a bit, looking at his profile. “May I touch them?”, I wanted to know quietly, sounding like a little girl asking for permission to touch a bird with a broken wing.
“Of course.”, his deep voice allowed me, “But be careful. I don’t like it when-” A slight groan interrupted him after my hands had reached out and my finger had vanished between the soft, dark feathers.

“You okay?”
“I’m perfectly fine. But my wings are very sensitive.”
“Should I stop?”
“NO! Don’t… It feels nice.”

I felt him squirm beneath me when my fingers started to run through the feathers again. “Some spots are more sensitive than others.”, Castiel mentioned, his chest vibrating from a low chuckle.

“I didn’t know that angels are ticklish.”, I smiled, turning around completely and lying on my stomach on his chest. My hands laying folded on his chest and my chin on top of my fingers.
“Some are.”, he said while his blue eyes stared at me.

“It kinda makes you human.”, I mumbled while I watched his lips form into into a smile and then he hummed in agreement.
His vessel was breathtaking, and I tried so hard listening to the story about a very ticklish angel that fell in love with a young woman.

“So, that angel fell for her because she tickled his wings all the time?”, I asked, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“No, he already fell in love with her before. But then he realised… that maybe… maybe being ticklish wasn’t so bad.”

“Wow… this is kinda sweet.”, I breathed out before resting my left cheek onto his bare chest and watching the fingers of my right hand disappearing between his feathers. He shivered as my fingertips slightly pressed against his wings.
“Indeed. It is my favourite story, somehow it always made me feel better even though I didnt understand it back then.”, he mumbled, taking a deep breath while my fingers still stroked his wings. “I don’t understand… I mean… what did you not understand?”

A small moan escaped his lips before he could answer. I smirked to myself, trying to memorize the spot where I had gently tugged at his feathers.
He cleared his throat awkwardly and I looked at him innocently but his eyes were closed. “That Love isn’t evil. There was a time when I believed that it was - for us angels at least.”, he answered, “But it isn’t… It is innocent and pure. It… makes me human.”

“Cas! What a romantic, little angel you are!”, I quietly exclaimed and shifted my weight to look down on his smiling face, his eyes still closed.

I rested my head back on his chest when he didn’t reply. In my mind I went over the story again, while the room was silent. I remembered how the angel in the story got used to the ticklish feeling and his wings weren’t so sensitive anymore after a longer period of time.

“Cas? How often did someone else touch your wings?”, I wanted to know and I looked at him firmly.
“One time.”, Castiel answered without hesitation, leaving me confused.
“Does that mean that I-”
“Yes, you are the only one who has ever touched my wings apart from me… since it is a very intimate experience. But… I trust you.”, he explained while a deep tone of red appeared on his cheeks and I searched for suitable words.

“You… make me human.”, he whispered suddenly.

I felt my heartbeat stop at his words, my head trying to process them. With a little smile on my lips I looked down on my half-naked angel in disbelief.

“Really, you do. You make me human.”, he repeated, “Your touch makes me human. The way you talk makes me human. I change around you… And then you look like an angel in my eyes.”

My smile grew wider and Castiel chuckled nervously before my fingers ran through his dark hair. I thought about his words as I smiled at him and he was right. He did change around me. He was different somehow. More… human, just like he said.

“I love you.” were the only words that left my mouth, making Castiel’s lips form into a smile and his eyes fill up with joy.

I pressed a kiss onto his lips and he jumped slightly, his wings suddenly opening up. And even though his body kept me warm I shrieked as my back hit the freezing air. “Uh, sorry. I couldn’t-”, he mumbled, a little bit embarrassed after he embraced me again.

I couldn’t help but interrupt him with a kiss, my lips moving against his this time. It didn’t took him very long to response, kissing me back slowly. My heartbeat quickened when his hands started to move over my back and then ran down my sides. His chest lifted me up with each quick breath and suddenly, I felt his tongue sliding between my lips. I hummed in surprise, not expecting him to be this straightforward while my mind got dizzy.

My hands wandered from his hair to his cheeks before my right hand felt his wing again, searching for this one particular spot. He sighed loads of times, squirmed occasionally and then I found it. He moaned loudly into the kiss when I tugged at the feathers, rougher this time. His wings twitched around me while the kiss got hungrier causing me to let out a couple of moans as well.

I pulled back due to the lack of oxygen, still being near his face and rapidly breathing the same air. “I’m tired.”, I sighed tiredly and Castiel nodded in understanding. “I’ll stay with you, my little angel.”, he promised after I nuzzled my face into his neck.

Thinking about this breathtaking kiss and this unbelievably cute angel I fell fast asleep. Protected from the cold and everthing bad by this fluffy, warm feathers.

Games & Flames (Rivals AU Playlist)

I made a playlist a few months ago to release some of the feels from reading @kazliin​‘s Rivals AU fanfic, Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches (which is seriously one of the best Yuri on Ice fics written out there and yOU SHOULD TOTALLY READ IT!!!!) but then the companion fic came, and the feels dam just fucking exploded again. I just kept hearing songs that sounded like they’d go nicely with the fic, and I knew I had to make another playlist.

And so here we are! I call this playlist Games & Flames because Viktor seems to like playing mind games and playing with fire hahaha rEAD THE FICS AND YOU’LL UNDERSTAND WHY. also because I like rhymes. Here’s a link to the series again for reference! Details on the playlist and more of my ramblings about why I chose the songs are under the cut~

YouTube | Spotify*

*One of the songs in my list is not on Spotify, I’m so sorry!

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You don't even work here!

This is pretty long, sorry! Tl;dr at the bottom.

Okay, so I’m a seasonal cashier for a southern grocery store (I’ve posted before about my manager being a bitch about my knee injury). I was hired last spring and worked through the summer until I went back to university. However, I’m currently back at home for a bunch of medical reasons, so that means I spend a lot of time at my work for getting groceries and basic house stuff. Since seasonals are technically still employees even when we’re not “active,” we still get the 5% employee discount.

I was at the store yesterday (02/04) specifically for a really awesome brownie mix sale where a brand of molten lava brownie mix (so delicious with ice cream btw! Duncan Hines was the brand I think) was BOGO. So, you end up getting 2 family size boxes of goodness for ~$4. I got my two boxes (I would’ve gotten more but would’ve felt bad for taking advantage) and went to checkout. Coincidentally, a soccer mom with her little boy was behind me getting the same thing, and she looked a little peeved about something. During my transaction and while chatting with my coworker, I heard her muttering to herself about us being “chatty cathys.” Fair enough, I shouldn’t be taking up my coworker’s time anyways.

So my total ended up being less than $4 due to my employee discount. After that was over, my manager caught me and kept me at the end of the till to ask me for a specific date for when I was coming back to work permanently. Meanwhile, soccer mom’s transaction went as such, and my manager and I can hear everything.

Cashier: “Alrighty, with your [Brand] Card savings, you’re total will be $4.15!”

SM: “Yeah, no, that’s wrong.”

Cashier: “Um, I’m sorry? These are the boxes of [BOBO Brand], correct?”

SM: *rolls her eyes* “Obviously! But *jabs her index finger at me* that girl got them for less! So fix the price or get me a damn manager!”

Now, this cashier doesn’t do well under pressure, so he wasn’t able to remember that I also get the employee discount, and tbh, I typically forget too, so I was kinda just standing there, staring at this bitch while my manager put it together.

Manager: “Ma'am, I am the manager, and [my name] is an employee, so she recieves the employee discount, which is why her boxes were less than normal.”

SM: *again, rolls her eyes and scoffs* “You know, I’ve had a hard day, and you’re just making it worse! It isn’t fair for her to get it cheaper, and she DOES NOT work here because I come in here ALL THE TIME and never see her! I want to see your boss!”

I just start fucking laughing. And it’s a really harsh, cynical laugh, which I try never to let out since it doesn’t help that I have a resting bitch face. This was so hilarious though, having someone literally be so confident that just because you don’t see someone working, then they don’t have a job. I can only wonder how she thinks the store gets stocked. But even though it was funny as shit, I felt awful cause I knew right away it would set her off.

At this point, soccer mom proceeds to bitch and moan even more (all the while, her son looks mortified to be with her, poor kid) about how the cashier, manager, and I were like working together to get stuff cheaper for our benefit, and she even managed to squeeze in complaints about me and my coworker “flirting” the entire time. The lady actually stepped to me, which is immediate cause for removal, so she got kicked out pretty soon after that. And she was still screaming on the way out with her kid (coworker slipped him a couple of lollipops so he was kinda just along for the ride).

I don’t know what ruined her PTA meeting, but jfc, people need to realize that you can’t always get your way and that you should never act with such foolishness in front of your child.

Tl;dr: I get brownie mix 20 cents cheaper thanks to employee discount. Soccer mom, who is not an employee, is baffled and pissed she doesn’t get the discount and ends up getting kicked out while throwing a fucking grade A hissy fit.


Commission! Toothless was really fun to make and, I have to say, quite a small challenge.

I’m pretty used to drawing dragons and animals in general, but Toothless was kinda hard because his design is so… consistent. His anatomy is really round, his wings and tail are really made so you can believe he’s able to fly. Before making the final picture I had to do a lot of studies (you can see some of them there) to understand how he moves and behaves.

I could spend days staring at his eyes. I loved how they turned out.

In Service of the King

Me and @xnoctits​ used to joke about Noct being a pillow princess but then she had to go and catch feelings for him which in turn lead us to giving him better sex headcanons. I for one will always remember Pillow Princess Noct. Gone But Not Forgotten. RIP. January 2017 – March 2017 (Or whenever this woman caught them feels officially lmao).

Anyway, NSFW headcanons coming in for the sleepy prince.

As as per requested, Gladio’s will be posted sometime later tonight!


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Magnolia Seven-Seven

Chapter One: Just Peachy

Summary: Magnolia is like every other city, full of traffic jams and hoards of people. When Captain Gajeel and Detectives Gray and Natsu get involved with a shady crime boss that seems to have the whole crime ring in his back pocket, they need a little more backup to bring him down: i.e ADA Lucy Heartfilia, Evidence Technician Levy McGarden, and Caffeinator Juvia Lockster.

Rating: M for adult situations and language

A/N: This is all Alisha’s fault. Blame @rivendell101 for this monstrosity. Buddycop!AU conceived after eating 22 Reese’s and no sleep…after how many months of not writing. 

Gray mentally promised to strangle whomever decided shove glitter and peppermints down this car’s dashboard vents. It wasn’t even hot out and yet the car smelled of mint and tiny rainbow glitter blinded him if he turned his head the wrong way.

Plus it made the dashboard look like a wayward unicorn shat all over.

Of course his captain got first pick of the undercover cars and of course he picked the coupe, leaving them with the SUV with the atomic glitter explosion all over. He wondered if there was regrets, anger, maybe bitter acceptance when the poor soul turned on the defrost and met his sparkled fate. At least the car forever smelled of peppermint, the candy caked into the bowels of the car for eternity. No amount of body odor or bad burritos can ever clear it. He turned the air conditioning to maximum.

“Batman can totally beat Aquaman. Remember he is the night AND a billionaire.”

Oh, right. Before his intense pondering of the dashboard, he and his partner had been in an intense debate.

Natsu Dragneel. Gray had no way to explain him properly. Who could? He supposed Natsu felt the same way about him, despite being rivals in the academy. Pink hair aside, the man had grit for an idiot. He was the only one Gray would trust with his back…and their captain too.

“Nah, Aquaman has Batman beat.”

Natsu tensed, flashing his signature ‘eat shit’ look. It was kinda like a constipated face, but with more rage in his brows. Honestly, how did he make Detective? He was a bag of half eaten, dusty Reese’s: useless to everybody and, with as much affection as Gray could muster, totally gross in theory.

“You know what Gajeel said. ‘Back up yer opinions’,” he said, mimicking Gajeel’s gruff tone. Huh, he even did the little lip curl characteristic common for Gajeel. “So, back your wrong opinion up.” He changed the A/C dial back to maximum heat.

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Castle on the hill

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Genres: a lot of angst, mention of tortures (nothing descriptive), fluff
Words: 3.330
Summary: Based on “Castle on the hill” by Ed Sheeran; a story of reader’s and Bucky’s meeting, getting together and then parting. There’s a happy ending, thou. 

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Attached (sequel to Delirious)

Sebastian Stan x reader

Notes: fluff, swearing, smut

First part: Delirious

(second and last part!)

Originally posted by minmiin1d

The morning after wasn’t really what you expected; if you were expecting anything at all. Maybe you half expected him to be distant and regret everything that went down between you. Or maybe you expected him to ignore it completely and carry on as if nothing had ever happened. But the opposite was true. He woke you up early, with a chaste, lingering kiss behind your ear, a hand on your hip, fingertips grazing the skin underneath the hem of your shirt.

“I’ve never woken up so relaxed in my entire life” he murmured softly, pressing his body tighter against your back.

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Joe Sugg imagine || Couples Q&A ||

Anonymous said:

Could you do one we’re joe is still a thatcher and is starting YouTube and y/n and him do a couple q&a

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“This is really weird for me.” You couldn’t help but admit it, sitting on your bed with a camera balanced on a stack of books since you didn’t have a tripod yet, in front of you, watching as Joe stood behind it, “I know, but … I’m really going for this Youtube thing.” He glanced up at you and gave you a smile.
“I know, and I know you’ll do amazingly with it, but – I’m the camera girl.” You laughed slightly.

You’d held the camera for Joe many, many times during his videos, you weren’t much for the public eye, especially with Joe’s ever growing channel.

“Well, the world deserves to know the camera girl, I love very much.” Joe beamed, leaning over and giving you a soft kiss, before sitting down. “It’s only a few questions, the couple’s Q and A, please?” He pouted, making his eyes big.

“Okay, fine… You’re lucky I love you.” You caved in pretty quickly to him. “Yes!” Joe said victory punching the air. “What do I do?” You asked, staring at the camera, awkwardly. “Just be you, the lovable, perfect you.” He poked your nose and you moved your head quickly in attempts to bite his finger, before you both laughed.

You both had sorted yourself out and Joe did his introduction to the camera; “and with me today, I have my beautiful girlfriend, (Y/N) – yes! That means I conned her into doing a couples question and answer video, I know you’ve been pestering me to get her in front of the camera.” Joe laughed, you waved to the camera, smiling – trying to act natural. “It only took a few tablets in her drink this morning.” Joe nodded. “OI!” You said sharply pushing him a little bit.

“So, I just Googled a list of couples questions and there was a lot of them, so I just picked a few at random.” Joe had his phone in his hand.

“Oh first, introduce yourself;” Joe remembered, everyone knew he was 20 and a Thatcher.

“Uhm.” You said, “I’m (Y/N), I’m 19 and I’m taking some online courses for marketing.” You felt like that wasn’t very exciting. “She also looks after me.” Joe raised his hand and you nodded, agreeing.

“Shall we get into it?” Joe looked at you and you nodded again,

“First question; pretty simple – How did we meet?” He asked.

“You stalked me like I was an antelope at school and when I was unsuspecting you attacked.” You said seriously. “I never!” Joe said quickly, gasping.
“You did too!” You said quickly. “Listen, listen … Guys…” You looked at the camera trying to cover Joe’s mouth you kept protesting you telling the story. “I had gym class the period before Joe, he’d ALWAYS sneak out of his English class early to get to the gym before the bell went and he’d purposely time it so we’d always run into each other…” You said.

“How is THAT stalking you like an antelope?!” He stared hard at you. “Dunno, just kinda is, really, isn’t it?” You laughed.

“Don’t be foolish, you look nothing like an antelope… Smell like one, maybe… Especially on taco night.” - “JOE!” You exclaimed.

“Anywayyyy… We met at school, okay? School.” Joe was looking at the camera. “Question two; kinda ties into question one.” He cleared his throat. “How long we’ve been together?”
“You’re making me answer this because you always mess it up, aren’t you?” You asked him and he grinned. “Maybe.” He winked.

“Joe thinks it’s four years, but it’s three.” You answered. “In his head, I was dating him a year before he asked me out.” You teased him.

“She lies!” Joe hissed, trying not to laugh, he hadn’t stopped smiling the entire time the camera had been going.

“Wanna read a question?” He asked you, “I know you’ve only recently learned how to read, but … If you need help with any big words, I’m here to help.” He handed you his phone, as you stared at him with a dull expression.

He was biting his lip, trying not to laugh. “You see what I put up with?! YOU SEE IT?!” You looked at the camera while gesturing to Joe.

It was hard to explain, but it seemed like even on video the chemistry and the love you both shared for one another was captured with every recorded second.

“Uhm, okay – question three; what was… Our first road trip together?” You asked, looking at him, tapping his phone lightly against your lips as you waited for him to answer.

“Easy, we went to London for the weekend – I had just gotten my licence, (Y/N) got us incredibly lost… Ended up on the entirely wrong motor way and next thing we both see; a big old sign welcoming us to Wales.” He shook his head.

“That wasn’t my fault!” You defended, “okay; so – story time.” You clapped your hands together, abandoning his phone on your bed.
“So, Joe passed his drivers test – super excited; I had the flu… I was delirious, sick as can be and he’s toting us off for a journey to London on a bank holiday weekend. I couldn’t remember my own name and he put me in charge of the map…” You scoffed.

“I was trying to be romantic!” Joe cut in on your story time quickly, “I was trying not to get sick out the window.” You whispered.

“Let us just say, we turned around and both went home and didn’t speak to one another for about two or three days afterwards because we wouldn’t take the blame.” Joe laughed, “it was definitely a test for our slightly new relationship!” He admitted, making you roll your eyes, “true though.” You laughed.

“See? Guys you’re learning so much about us.” Joe picked up his phone, “ouuu, question four; what do we argue the most about?” He smirked as he read it.

“The flipping amount of straw you drag into the house.” You answered almost automatically. “It’s true… We find bits of straw in the most random of places… And it’s not a serious argument, it’s just kind of a funny one.”

“Question five; Who said ‘I love you’ first?” He smiled.

“Me” - “You.” Joe and you said at the same time and looked at each other, grinning. He lent in and kissed your lips quickly catching you off guard, it made your blush.

“I did, it came out really casual I think though?” He asked, looking at you and you nodded, “we were watching a movie around my house, cuddled up on the couch and he just kinda looked over and smiled, and he said, I love you.” You recalled.
“But! THIS ONE!” Joe put his hands on your shoulders and shook you slightly, “didn’t say it back!” He looked at the camera and made the saddest of faces. “To be fair, I did say it not long after.” You tried to point out.

“Four days later… I was terrified I overstepped and scared her off.” Joe fixed his hair. “Had be panicking for days on end…” He sighed dramatically.

“Question six;” you held the phone again, “Nicknames we have for each other?” You asked.

“I don’t think we really have any… I mean, babe, I usually call you babe,” Joe said, “but you call me babe a lot, too.” He thought. “Nah, don’t really have any, sometimes I call her (Y/nickname) but… So does everyone else…. Only thing I know is I’m good with whatever she calls me, unless it’s Joseph in a very scary tone – then, then I know I’m really in trouble.” He nodded to the camera.

“Question seven; when did we meet each others family?” You asked.

“Easy enough, I met your parents not long after we started dating, maybe a month or two, I went over for supper and I was nervous as anything – but her parents are really sweet, and it went exceptionally well.”

“Yeah, my parents really liked you… And, well I met your sister before I met you, we did some projects in the same art room together after school… Then, I met your dad on his birthday a while after we started dating and he’s hilarious.” You paused thinking, “but I didn’t meet your mom until early last year, but she’s really sweet.” You smiled. 

“She actually, bought me these earrings.” You pointed to them, they were just a simple pair of dangling earrings with a silver cloud shaped charm, since you loved clouds.

“And, last question; three things you love about the other person.” You read, looking up and nodding. “Interesting.” You laughed.

“You go first.” Joe put his hand under his chin, watching you, batting his eyelashes at you.
“Three things I love about you;” you smiled, “I love, how anytime you take on a new project or challenge, you’ll do whatever it takes to become successful, so your determination. And, the way you always find the joy and wonder out of the simplest of things. Hmm… And I guess, the thing I love the most about you, is that – you are you… No matter what, you’ve never tried to change yourself to fit in with anyone else’s way of thinking.” You nodded. “And also you’re pretty hot.” You beamed a bright smile.

“Aww… Babe.” Joe said, a bit emotional not expecting those kinds of answers from you. “Just being honest!” You sang in a higher pitched voice.
“I don’t think I can top that.” Joe admitted, looking at the camera then back to you. 

“Can I just say… What I love the most about you is you’ve always stuck by me, even when I know I’ve been a royal pain… Even when everyone else was tired of me, you were always right there – beside me, cheering me on.” He took your hands into his. “You never let me down.” He pulled you closer to him and kissed you, your fingers lacing together with his as you shared a kiss.

Coming apart you both smiled at each other.

“And that booty is fiiiineee!!” Joe said pulling you almost onto him and he slapped your behind.
“JOSEPH!” You exclaimed not expecting that to happen, and in fear you were going to end up on the floor.
Joe was laughing, moving his foot, he hit the corner of the books holding up the camera. “OH NO!” You both said together as the books fell and the camera took a short tumble down to the floor.

Which Joe took as a sign to end the video just like that…

anonymous asked:

ahhh hello! I'm somewhat of a new reader and I really love your blog, it's not everyday you find such a good mystic messenger writer. But anyways, I don't know if requests are closed or not ((plus this is my first time requesting anything so sorry if I'm awkward)) but can you do a Saeran one shot where reader he needs comfort but reader is rlly short so it's kinda hard to embrace him fully? Again sorry if requests are closed or if I sound weird ><

A/N: I got a little confused with this one, so I just wrote it as the reader trying to comfort Saeran in this fic.

Thanks anon :) I hope this is what you wanted to read. ^^

Saeran was crying. Even with his back facing you, you could tell.

It wasn’t as if his shoulders were trembling, or that you could hear his sobs. He was a silent crier. He didn’t make a sound, and to anyone passing by, they would think that he was just absently staring at a wall, deep in thought.

You guessed that he had learned to cry like that a long time ago. There was a muted loneliness to his figure as you watched him, and you felt a dull ache build in your chest. He must have learned from a tender age to wipe his tears away on his own, to grit his teeth and forcefully keep any sobs from spilling past his lips.

You knew he was crying only because he had turned away from you abruptly when his voice trembled and his lip quivered.

“Saeran,” you called, and his head shook slightly.

‘Leave me alone,’ you imagined him say in that stone cold voice of his.

But you knew better; that wasn’t what he really wanted right now.

“Saeran, look at me. It’s okay.” Daringly, you take a step closer to place your hand on your shoulder. An exhale of relief escaped you when he didn’t push you away, although he still didn’t respond.

“I won’t look. My eyes are closed, see?” You closed your eyes, and then tugged at the sleeve of his shirt. You sensed him shift slightly towards you, and then hesitation as he paused in his movements.

You took it as a good sign. Carefully, you reached your other hand out, blindly groping for his other arm. You could feel his resistance, the rigidity of his shoulders and body beneath your fingertips, but he did not utter a word, probably because his voice would easily betray the front he was trying to keep up in front of you.

Eventually you got a little impatient and stepped into the space between him and the wall, thankful that you were small enough to do so.

And then you wrapped your arms around him before he could try to escape, to embrace him and comfort him.

…That is, you tried to.

It was a valiant but miserable attempt on your part, since you had failed to take into account the stark height difference between the both of you. And so when you tried to hug him all you did was smash your head into his abdomen, at the area just below his ribs, while your arms accidentally landed a little too close to his bottom.

You made rather… unfortunate miscalculations there.

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Originally posted by mc-gyu

  • okay!!!! we’re back with everyone’s favorite emo for this request
  • this is how i picture wonwoo looking before he glos up ignore mingyu
  • so okay,,, wonwoo, despite what everyone originally thinks, had no interest in becoming a model
  • like… at all
  • model was the furthest thing on his mind when he was thinking about what to do with his life

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What A Weird Relationship (1/5) - Peter Parker x (f)Reader x Brother!Stark

Originally posted by sam-kaulitz

Words: 2021
Pairing: eventually there’s Peter Parker x Reader but rn it’s mainly a brother figure Tony Stark x Reader (more Peter Parker x Reader in later parts :) )
Requested: nah man but you know I decided to write a mini series to celebrate 1,000 followers
Authors Note: (I tried to write five parts using gender neutral and it got really confusing in the later parts and i apologize but fem. pronouns worked much better than anything else..sorry) this part is kinda the introductory part to the series but I still found the Bro!Tony x Reader bonding was cute and I really like the story line so yay! Celebration! 1000 followers! Also, this series will be posted every other day at 9:30 PM EST until it ends on saturday (does that make sense? OH WELL)

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six


“He’s on his way, I’m so sorry.” You told your teacher. “He said he had a very important meeting and he apologizes for being late…” You sighed. You hated having to be alone with a teacher, it was always so awkward.

“Oh, it’s completely fine. You are my last conference for today so it’s not that bad, I’m sure we won’t say too many bad things about you.” Your teacher winked at you, and you forced a little laugh out. “Just your father coming?”

“Uh, something like that.” You said, a bit quieter than before.

After making small talk with your teacher for at least five minutes, your legal guardian walked in.

“Hey, Tony.” You turned around to see Tony Stark walk in.

Tony pointed at you with a smile as he walked over to the table. “I hope you apologized for me!” He said with a laugh, before messing up your hair before sitting down.

“Multiple times.” You said back.

Your teacher looked back and forth between you and Tony. “It’s great to meet you.” She said, shaking Tony’s hand.

“You as well. So, what do we have to discuss about the trouble maker here?” Tony asked. “What’d she do know? Break another window? Punch someone? Oh, please don’t tell me she killed someone, we only do that on Tuesdays.”

Your teacher laughed, hoping he was joking. You, however, slapped Tony’s arm. “I’ve never even killed someone! Speak for yourself!” You yelled.

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