Hello! For the fluff bingo, can I get touch starved?? 🥺🥺
Hi! ^^ and yes you can! ^^
Peter was surprised, to say the least. To be fair, it’s not often he found himself getting touchy with a grump, let alone Miguel. He was on cloud nine, as far as Peter could tell, holding Parker’s hand in place on his face as he rubbed against it like a cat. Who knew wiping food off his cheek would have this effect? “Migs?” Peter asked.
Miguel stopped almost immediately, pulling away and turning back to his monitor. Peter cursed internally as he watched a flustered Miguel type away at his keyboard. “Miguel? There’s no need to be embarassed, I—”
“Me? Embarassed? Nope, not at all, I don’t even know what that means hahaha!” Miguel tried (and failed) to play off the situation.
Peter cupped Miguel’s face with his hands. Miguel’s eyes went wide with shock“I said there’s no need to be embarrassed! If being cuddled like cat helps you relax, then you will be cuddled like a cat! Do you hear me O’Hara?!” Peter asked, his voice playfully stern.
“I hear you!” Miguel exclaimed.
“Good!” Peter smiled, laying his head on top of Miguel’s. Miguel leaned into the touch, eyes closed and a smile on his face. “Are you my little meow meow?” Peter spoke, small hints of a laugh in his voice.
“Peter—”
“Are you my kitten?”
“I hate you.”
gifs for reference:
The beginning scene:
Miguel is such a girl failure I love him ❤��❤️
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Cabinet Battle 1
Part 5 of the Drarry x Hamilton Musical fic no one asked for!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
Cast after-parties meant one thing and one thing only to Draco Malfoy: rap battles. Though it was all new to him, he spent all of his free time devouring all of the hip-hop he could get his hands on like a starving man. It took some time before he became comfortable participating in cast battles, but eventually, he earned his role as Aaron Burr on a night just like this one. Needless to say, he cherished these gatherings. Even when he was paired with someone who poked at all of his bruises.
Tonight, it was Seb of course. Perceptive, slutty Seb who of course jabbed at Draco’s sex life and background. The competitive monster in Draco flared, and in this moment, nothing mattered more than getting that mic drop moment and making Seb bow at his lyrical prowess. So when his turn came, he started—
That’s right, my name is Draco Malfoy,
I used to be the worst kind of white boy
With two fortunes and an estate
Before I lost it all when dad found out I’m super gay.
Son of a dumbass and a trophy
No shit
I struggle with feeling worthy.
I also have a tendency to fixate
Let me explain
How this mess means I have zero sex.
You ask why I don’t fuck around and have fun?
‘Cause I’ve loved the same guy since forever, son.
But I’m so good at this thing called acting
He swears I hate him when I’ve really just been lusting
After him for over a decade
Hiding love and passion under fury and yelling.
So while you’re fucking around like no problem,
I’ll wait right here for Prince Charming
My Chosen One
The room roared in approval, and Draco beamed. Victory had to be his. Seb shook his head and smirked, then finally bowed, begrudgingly admitting his defeat. In an instant, Draco’s triumph disappeared. Because standing behind Seb was a slack-jawed Harry Potter.
Will part 6 be the last part? Who knows! But it’s coming!
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little neighbor update….
bought a white noise machine to cover the sound. So far it’s been working well with no issues.
I know that roughly around 11pm until 6 or 7am, I am likely to hear the sex noises so i make sure to crank that bitch up at 10pm and leave it on until 9am.
I’m getting into bed tonight and admittedly turned it on a bit late as I stayed up late so I couldn’t mask the sounds before it started. Not that it mattered because even at one of the highest settings, I could still hear homegirl singing her praises.
I’m mad.
I get up, throw on my head wrap and robe, write a very public fuck you shut up and marched downstairs to tape the note to her door.
As soon as I opened the door to my hallway and go down the stairs, i can hear this girl and at that point, I’m reasoning why can’t the entire building can’t BECAUSE SHES SO FUCKING LOUD.
Get to 204.
Y’all.
It’s not her.
I stop to listen at the door and am panicking because the floors creak and so you can definitely hear me stop randomly in the hallway.
It’s not her.
I quickly snatch the paper off her door and dash back to my apartment but i take the back way so I can roam through the entire building. Unfortunate for me, the couple stopped when i reached the second floor but it’s super clear the noise is coming from another unit 😳
All this time I’ve been secretly loathing this poor girl and she’s been telling the truth (except that one time when she was on the phone damn near all night but she’s been quiet since).
Now I’m trying to figure out how the hell im able to hear this other units bed so clearly?? What kind of shit is in these walls? Tbh, I don’t think moving into 301 is going to help, i think it’ll make things worse because I’ll be closer to the noise. At this point I think the better option is to just move entirely.
I honestly don’t feel bad for thinking it was the girl directly below me because I’m telling y’all, if you were here you’d definitely think the same thing. The only thing I am sorry about is hitting the floor with the broomstick cause i know she was like “wtf?”
Will remain silent about my findings but will continue to investigate because I’m paying $1200 to sleep and damnit i WILL SLEEP.
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wah i don’t usually share my writing during the process bc i’m kinda shy (づ_ど) but ! i’m very excited about this fic and wanna give y’all a little glimpse of the piece so u can kinda see what it’s about ! hm, i’d say it’s mostly hurt/comfort with some suggestive bits throughout. anywhoozie, here’s a short paragraph i wrote today :>
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