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tainted-heartz · 1 year

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HEYYEEEYEY ITS MYSTERY PERSON AGAIN (yk at this point its always a wally x reader🧍‍♀️ANYWAYS-)

Ok so what if it was another sunrise (again😔) Y/N WAKES UP AND OPENS THERE EYES AND SAW THAT WALLY WAS A HUAMN AND SHOOK WALLY AWAKE "WALLY WAKE TF UP" SO they (*cough*finally*cough*)woke wally up and he was confused like "mf I love you but it's 6 IN THE MOR-" then he saw y/n as a puppet AND look down at his hands to see that he was human and was like "istg ima kill someon-" BUT FINALLY THEY BOTH CALM DOWN AND GET READY FOR THE DAY AND THEY TRY TO TEACH EACHOTHER HOW THE HUMAN/PUPPET BODY WORKS AND ECT, AND ALSO LWTS JUST SAY WALLY WAS (finally 😥) TALLER THEN Y/N!!

(Also another sence that wally puts y/n on a high place where they couldn't get down he walked away whistling and while y/n on the other hand was cussing wally out telling him to put her down👁👁 also the neighborhood heard y/n yelling)

| THIS IS A SILLY IDEA DEAR LORD U KEEP GIVING ME SILLY IDEAS AND I LOVE IT MYSTERIOUS PERSON THIS IS GONNA BE A LIL LONG SO ENJOY!!(and once again using an older image of wallys human ver clown made) |

- it was a normal morning , or well at least you thought till you sat up and stretched. your body felt more..plush like? you shrugged it off till when you looked at wally he was human. that wasn't normal , of course it wasn't- you sat there for a minute before gently shaking wally. “ wally. wally darling wake UP. ” wally mumbled and swatted your hand away. “ dearest , I need my beauty sleep why are you bugging me at such an early hou- ” as he turned to look at you well..you weren't how he remembered you looked before. he hoped this was a dream till you spoke again. “ a-..and you're human as well. oh god why me of all people! ” you hopped out of bed only to fall RIGHT on your face.

- wally panicked and slowly sat up and made his way over to you to help you up. “ dearest , I may have to tell you that puppet bodies just feel lighter..you have to get used to it. ” “ how are you so calm about this! you're TALLER than me now it's not even fair! ” “ oh it's very much fair..I'm in denial. ” he said with a smile. “ plus this may be a one day thing , like a small curse you could say. just curious why it has to be us. ” wally said as he lifted you up off the ground. “ wally , I'm not a baby. ”

- “ oh but dearest you'll walk around like a newborn if I let you walk around anymore till we get ready. ” he sat at his vanity , placing you down on his lap. “ we can get ready like this. ” this was almost humiliating but you guessed this is how wally felt the various times you'd picked him up and even embarrassed him. you can't tell how wally felt about being human but you could tell he was still getting used to not feeling light.

- “ ..you look very different , dearest. it's not a terrible strange I just can't help how your hair looks now. ” wally said with giggle as he looked down at you. “ oh shut up , at least mine doesn't look like a cinnamon roll. ” you rolled your eyes and reached over to grab your hairbrush but every time you brushed it or tried to style it , it would just pop right back into place. after a few attempts you merely gave up on styling your hair and watched wally style his.

- “ puppet hair isn't the same as human hair , y/n. I hope you're aware. ” “ I am now. ” you mumbled and were lifted up and held again as wally stood up. “ oh well..you can pick out your outfit and such for the day. I need to see what it's like to eat. ” he placed you down and left you to your own devices.. of course he'd go see what it's like to eat normally.

- you were getting used to walking by now , a few stumbles here and there but once you were in the living room you didn't see wally about anywhere. you felt like a damned parent having to look after their child. “ wally , where did you even go? ” “ kitchen , dear. ” peeking into the kitchen you noticed he was just..sitting there and reading a newspaper. it was weird how he wasn't acting like anything was different. he'd even changed into his normal attire without your knowledge. “ oh and dearest , you sadly can't eat. we don't really have stomachs. ” “ you don't have teeth either , of COURSE I CANT EAT! ” “ don't raise your voice or I'll put you in time out. ” “ time OUT? oh I'd love to see you try- ”

- wally placed the newspaper down and grabbed you by your waist , lifting you off the ground. you squirmed but were placed on top of the fridge , wally just smiling at you. “ now I won't let being a human stop me from finishing that painting poppy wanted..love you dearest! ” “ IF YOU LOVED ME YOU WOULDN'T LEAVE ME UP HE- and you're gone. cool. ” you sigh then resorted to talking with home. “ ..home , can you irritate him for me? ” squeakkkk. “ thank you. ” it was enjoyable to hear wally yell about his paint spilling but knowing you'd have to stay this way for the rest of the day wasn't too bad. you hoped at least.

#welcome home arg #welcome home #welcome home x reader #welcome home arg x reader #wally darling #wally darling x reader #welcome home wally #welcome home wally x reader

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buckgasms · 1 year

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I am sooooo obsessed with Daddy Bucky!!! 🤤🥰 I’ve had this particular idea that I need your thoughts on… how do you think he handles punishment with his princess? Especially when she’s been quite bratty that day or is bothering him while he’s trying to work

What about teasing him while on a work call?? 👀

Hi lovely nonnie!! Omg yes me toooo ❤️

So I have many many thots on this, so please buckle in because I just could not stop writing this 🥲😘 hope you like it gorgeous xxx

This is straight up filth so drink water and read on...

So for minor offences, daddy would take away toys, ban certain TV shows or a couple of spanks whilst you were clothed so they didn't hurt as much.

But you wanna know what he'd do if his princess is bratty, and that he takes very very seriously because his princess is supposed to be a good girl.

I think that if princess is being bratty it's because she wants attention, probably a specific kind of attention y'know? And if princess had asked for what she wanted, she would have got it, so you're gonna have to work for it now. And if you had called daddy with the intention of teasing him, then oh boy.

The first thing to do is stand in the corner, hands on your head and panties around your ankles. There would be a comment about how wet and sticky your underwear is, what a dirty girl you were, before being left there to think about your behaviour.

Being a secret exhibitionist this actually only serves to make you even more of a mess, but god forbid you complain or make a fuss.

I feel like if you did make a fuss or try and beg your way out of it, he would put a pretty gag in your mouth, saying "you had your chance to talk babygirl." He'll leave you for a good while, making sure your arms are burning and arousal running down your legs.

"Come here" you hear him say and you walk over, slightly wobbly and teary. You know it's not the end, but part of you really hopes it is.

You are guided to stand between his thighs and he doesn't say a word as he rubs his hand through the wetness, tutting as you gasp at his rough hands making a mess of you. He pulls off your clothes until you are naked in front of him, breathing heavy behind your gag.

He finally looks at you and pats his thigh. You whimper a little before climbing over his lap, shivering a little in anticipation. He smoothes his hands over your ass and thighs as he speaks to you.

"I don't know why you do this baby. I give you everything you want, yet you chose to be a silly little slut. You want your slutty little holes filled up? You want to be my little cumdump princess?" Your moan is muffled but he gets the desperation in your tone.

He lands a swat on your ass that makes you jump. "Well ok then babygirl, I'm gonna use your little holes and fill you up, but I'm not gonna treat you like a princess, I'm gonna treat you like the little fuckdoll you are..."

Your whining is cut off by his spanking. It's hard, it stings, it feels like it goes in forever. It also makes you incredibly wet, and he uses a free hand to tease you, unsatisfying touches to your pussy, making you tense before another spank.

Before long your ass is glowing, your face stained with tears and his jeans are soaked with your arousal. "Daddddyyy" you wail from behind your gag and he does eventually halt, rubbing a soothing hand over you.

"Ohh you feeling sorry now hmm?" He mocks and drags you until you are straddling him and he grips your wet cheeks in his hand, chuckling darkly as you grind down on him a little. "Maybe not feeling so sorry huh?" You cry out, and grab at him, desperately trying to show your regret. Surely he knows you well enough by now? You can be as sorry as anything but you're still gonna be horny for him.

He's gonna keep the theme of humiliation at the forefront of the rest of the evening. He'll fold you over and pile drive into you, making you watch your greedy cunt swallow his cock over and over. He'd find a way to make you squirt on yourself too, because he's nasty like that. He'll play with your ass too, spitting on it, mocking how well your tight hole opens up for him, what a perfect cocksleeve you make. When you tell him it stings he hushes you before switching back to your pussy, making your stomach bulge. You know better than to look away, but if you do, swift slaps cover your thighs until your eyes are locked back on his face or cock.

He'd be using that mouth as well, especially if he thought you were enjoying yourself too much. Plenty of choking, holding your nose shut, burying your face in his bulge. He wants to make a mess of you, so you better believe he's coming over your beautiful face.

"God baby, so fucking perfect ain't ya? Even when you act so naughty, you're still gonna be my perfect girl hmm?" He strokes your face, dipping a thumb into your mouth to give you a taste. You can only manage a hum of agreement, but he knows getting you to speak now would be an impossible feat.

Your eyes are glistening and fuzzy. Arms and legs have fallen open to him, letting him do as he pleases to make you feel every bit the naughty thing you are. You are slightly aware of soreness, here and there, but his touch is now so gentle and soothing that you don't worry about anything at all.

"On your knees baby" he mumbles in your ear and you scramble on unstable limbs to plant yourself back between his thighs, head resting on his knee as he fixes his gaze to you.

"Have you learnt your lesson now Princess?" He strokes a gentle hand through your sweaty hair, making your eyes flutter. He can see the cogs turning in your head as you try and remember what got you to this position in the first place. Your eyes widen, then fill with tears, hands grabbing at his chest.

"Yes daddy, promise, promise I'll be a good girl." You nuzzle his thigh and stroke his hair dusted stomach. He chuckles, pulling you up to sit on his lap, pressing kisses to your cheeks. Your hands grab his face and he kisses your palms, before letting you plant soft kisses over his face.

"Baby, do you know what you're sorry for?" He asks, a full laugh slipping past his lips as you giggle, running your fingers over his lips and beard. "Mmm not really sure daddy, but I don't think I'll ever do it again..." That makes you giggle even more as he growls and nips at your neck and chest.

You sit quietly for a moment, stroking his face as he brushes your hair squeezes your thighs. You seem to be a little fuzzy still, but happy and satisfied. "You did so well sweetie pie, I love you so much princess..." He mutters in your ear and you giggle and hide in his neck.

He lifts you up and carries you away into the bathroom for a thorough wash and recovery, surrounded by Daddy and bubbles. As you cling to him you whisper back, "Love you too Daddy"

#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #daddy!bucky #princess reader #nonnie #💌#bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky imagine #bucky smut #bucky barnes smut #darling nonnie

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emojellyace08 · 9 months

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Hii uh I read your NSFW headcaon of Daniel this gonna be curious about UI Daniel and crazy Daniel in bed..I was wondering if u could..Write them railing reader in bed. I hope am not asking too much I do apologize if this request sounds weird!! If u don't want to do it than I respect it your free to ignore this Anyways have a Nice day!!♡

UI/Crazy Daniel Park x Reader (Smut Headcannons)

I haven't wrote smut for a while lmao don't worry Genre: smut/lemon🍋 Slight warning: cursing, mentions of sex, NSFW, penetration, dirty talking spanking/hair pulling, biting (ex. giving hickies reader receiving), choking CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP (female reader, though I will put male parts)

We all know Daniel is a shy person when it comes with showing his affection with you. But the moment he gets used on making love he'll sure start to show off his side that you rarely see. I can see him going on his heat mode (no pun intended :) when he's really stressed out or insecure about himself. Sure, he reached his goal to change and to become more strong and confident. But that doesn't mean that his insecurities are just going to fade like some kind of magic trick. He'll get really agitated about it. And the idea of lashing out his stress in a different manner excites him.

It's somehow rare to see Danny consumed with lust and neediness. He's mostly nervous with making the first move and initiating the idea of sex despite doing it a bunch couple of times since he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable. But if you're up to his mood, he won't hesitate to ruin you. His usual kisses will be dominant as he slips his tongue inside your mouth. He'll will also leave you lots of hickeys on your neck and chest (which god damn hurt) since he'll be so proud to flex his horny partner on his friends when he's out of his comfort zone.

Crazy Daniel will be super kinky contrasting his usual soft and gentle approach. He'll definitely pull your hair while he pounds his thick and long cock inside you while you cry out for mercy to slow down his pace. But he knows that you liked being dominated and humiliated by no other than him only. As your boyfriend, Daniel will make sure that he'll make you cum so many times that even himself couldn't keep a count on it. "Fu-fuck Danny! Da-darling. Please, please not too fast Oh!" you whimpered as your know how worked up Danny is as he pushes his length inside you making you let out a lewd mewl. "Me? Slow down? Huh, don't be fucking ridiculous right now. I know you like being fucked like this. Look at you now, you're moaning like a little whore, just for me." he responded back as he mocks you, You can see the devilish smirk he's making despite Daniel having an angelic face. He's so entertained by how loud you moan and how you cry out for his name despite protesting to pull out. He knows you secretly enjoy this a lot.

Though the Daniel you're used to is still there because he'll stop the moment you take things seriously and actually started crying. Like, he knows that he's horny and his cock needs to get some coochie. But he also hates hurting you too much. So he'll definitely stop and 100% apologize and make up to you like cuddling or getting a glass of water with pain killers when your legs hurt. Just give him a signal for him if you're enjoying his company and he'll do what you like, though it will be in a form of a dirty talking style. "Tell me what you want. C'mon, you want my dick inside you right? Be a good girl/boy and I won't hesitate to fucking ruin you this time" he will whisper on your ear as you sobbed and cling on his muscular body. Daniel will still be in command and if he notices that you're just denying to hate having sex with him on his crazy mode. Oh girl/boy, he wouldn't let you walk for a month (forget even thinking and having braincells he's definitely going to fuck you up).

Daniel will also choke you while thrusting his hips on a fast pace. If you're doing doggy style he won't hesitate to give your ass a nice little slap. Trust me, he's trying his best right now to be gentle but he couldn't control himself. The way you moaned and begged for more, how beautiful you are and the sounds you make, and him just drowning at the mix of pleasure and power he holds right now just makes him more motivated. And he'll also rub your clit so harshly that he'll make you release so many times (he'll also stroke your dick if you're a dude). This man is so good at multi-tasking. Now you don't even know if it's the hard way that he holds your neck, how many times how he slapped your ass that it would probably leave so many marks on your skin or is it because of how rough he is with you right now that makes you really drowsy.

His go to positions will be definitely where he's going to be the top. If you don't like missionary and G-whiz, your preferences will change the moment he goes hard on you. His thrusts will be fast, powerful, and deep because of his adrenaline rush. And he also likes doggy style since he gets turned on by the sight off you where he can see your ass. And if Daniel asked you to dominate him, do it. He also likes to see you struggle to take him while you ride him. And he also likes being choked and the sight will be super hot because no matter how hard you put pressure on your chokehold, he's still far stronger than you.

He's also very good at eating you out. He likes 69ing and going fast just to hold your orgasm back. He likes overstimulating you a lot and he finds it entertaining when you loose your temper. I also headcannon him liking using belts as whips but not exactly sex toys since he wants to make you feel good with his body.

Now when it comes to his UI mode, it's a different story. This side of Daniel is a monster. So don't expect him to be "lovey dovey" with you. I just personally think that he'll just smash your face the moment he saws you (remember he's unconscious). And it's a bad thing if you can defend yourself from him since anything he sees is considered as an enemy. But I think the moment he learned to control it he will probably recognize you and he'll be a lot more responsible of using UI (once he gets better at combat he can probably just turn it off and on, idk it's just my theory I'm trying to be a bit realistic here).

And he'll be more harsh than his crazy mode. You'll probably won't be able to walk for a year bc of how fucking strong this guy is. So just imagine if he thrusts inside you in a fast and strong manner remember this guy can break concrete walls 💀 (rip little pussy/ass)

UI Daniel will be flexible considering of how many martial arts this guy knows. So he probably knows lots of sex positions. He's also superior when it comes to fingering and eating you out. You can see that monstrous eyes as you're being overstimulated and crying while he laps at your cunt and shoving his 3 long fingers inside you. Curling the correct way just to perfectly hit your G-spot as he sucks your clit so harshly. "Da-Danny PLEASE SO DOWN! I-I'm gonna cum!" (he's also good at giving bj's he probably has unbelievable gag reflex).

He'll also leave you lots of hickeys on your body (like everywhere). His stamina is not like super crazy (based on manhwa so far) so expect a confused naked Danny on the bed as he panics. "Y-Y/N I don't know what came up to me I'm so sorry!"

#lookism x reader #lookism x y/n #lookism x you #daniel park x reader #lookism smut #lookism fic #park hyungseok x reader #park hyungesok x reader smut #lookism x gender neutral reader

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antonhousehold · 3 years

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im in love with you, sorry; deku

prompt: there's this boy. he's an angel. he's always helping the people around him, just for the sake of seeing them happy. and when you met him, it's almost impossible not to fall for this boy. the only thing that is stopping you from confessing, is him. "you have constellation in your face"

genre: angst

reader: gn neutral

tw: angst, unrequited love, swearing, deku being totally oblivious, reader is really sad lol, regrets, humiliation (not by deku but the reader gets into awkward situations), injuries (not that bad, reader just faints) mentions of killing reader (just once and it was a joke)

note: hiii, this is my second angst lmao, please don't expect too much. english is not my first language so I'm pretty sure i'll be messing up with some grammar. sorry!!

if you could turn back time, would you have the courage to tell him the truth?

maybe everything would be different.

or maybe not.

you felt the sweat rolling down your face, the weather getting cold and the roughness of the floor. everything was blurry, and the only thing that you heard, was his voice.

"[name] can you hear me?!"

"open your eyes please!". you thought he was crying, and the last thing your blurry vision could see, was those beautiful green eyes, staring at you with so much fear. then, everything became white. the smell of medicine and the feeling of being stuck between your body and your mind, was suffocating. you're in the nursing. there's no noise around you, just a messy green hair that peeks over the couch.

"deku?"

he wakes up almost immediately as you say his name.

"dear lord! [name] are you okay?!" he approached your bed and his bright eyes let you know how concerned he was.

"what happened to me?"

"we were training in the gym, and it seems that denki was going really hard to you" his lips pressed between them and a sad face painted his beautiful features "and you fainted. we were so worry about you".

his voice. his words. everything was magical when it comes about him. you felt your heart ache when his calloused hands touch your face.

how he would react to your love towards him. would he accept it? would he reject you?

you'll never know.

"did I scared you?" you asked.

"i almost faint too. don't push yourself too much. we care about you"

'do you care about me just as much I care about you?' you asked to yourself.

"even kacchan tried to get into the room to check on you" his beautiful fingers were running in your hair, so delicately that you think you're about to fall asleep again. his shining eyes were staring at you. even his freckles looked like a constellation.

"your frackles are like a constellation. you have stars in your face"

and as you pronounced those words, his face painted in a vivid red.

"don't say something like that"

'does your heart beat as fast like mine?'

"please rest a little. I'll be checking on you"

"you don't need to. you have stuff to do, Izuku"

he moves his head in disapproval. "nothing is more important than your health and your life. stuff can wait"

you want to kick him. how is it possible to him to be so kind with you? he makes you feel like you're the most important thing in the world. he makes you feel special, loved. but behind his lovely words and actions, you know that he's being just kind. he's being friendly. he's just a good boy.

your boy with stars in his face.

"can i ask you something?" he nods at your question. your blood rushes all over your body so fast, that you feel your body getting cold. maybe it's the medicine. maybe the pain in your back as you try to reach his face.

"i think I caught..."

the door crashes with all of your classmates.

"[name]! thanks god you're okay!" mina run into your bed almost crashing your bones into a tight hug.

"you're gonna hurt them" kirishima giggles.

then, you see a blonde boy coming to you. kaminari checks on you and your bruises. his face turns pale and his eyes starts to lose the light.

"I'm so, so, so sorry for everything I've done to you. I didn't realize how rough i was fighting. I've never wanted to hurt you. please forgive me" he says, at the edge of crying.

you laugh at his guilty face. "it was a mistake" you smiled at him "and i forgive you. you didn't kill me after all. but I'll get revange"

he chuckles and nods.

"you asshole" scoffs bakugou at the back of the room.

after everyone checking on you, every single person leaves the room, except for Izuku. who takes a little bit longer to see if you fever was rising.

"i'll talk to them and i'll be back. don't move"

"as if I could" he giggles.

his presence fades between the door and the corridor. you rest your head in your pillow, thinking about your almost-confession.

'i think i caught feelings for you. i'm in love with you, sorry'

you were about to open your heart, just for him. you wonder about his answer. you wonder how his hands could cup your face while staring at you with so much love. you want that. you want him to love you. you want him to hug you tight before heading to the dormitories. you want to run your fingers over his fuzzy and messy hair.

you want him so bad that it hurts.

your face turn to your right, just to see mina's backpack in the floor. you think in the important homework that aizawa talked in the class, and you worry about your friend. you try to get up, even with your sore legs. you rush over the door, hearing their voices in the next corner. you were about to yell your friends name, when you hear your own.

"i feel so bad for [name]. i didn't want to hurt them. i swear"

"we know, kaminari. it was an accident. shit happens" says mina.

"talking about [name], how's your relationship with them going on, midoriya" you think this voices is from sero.

"relationship?" asks.

"yeah. you're a couple, right?"

Izuku keeps quiet. you would like to see his face.

"im not in a relationship with them. we are friends"

"i thought you were together. i mean, they're always staring at you like your are the most beautiful thing in the whole world" kirishima voice echoes in your head.

your blood is running even colder than before. even your legs shakes a little.

"we are just friends" he says putting a little bit more of enphasis in his words. "i think of [name] as a friend. maybe a sibling. they're important to me, but I don't think I could ever date them. it's not my thing and I'm not looking for a romance right now in my life. i want to do other things that are more important, than a romantic relationship"

you alredy knew. you knew he couldn't love you, but still, you hoped that maybe, and just maybe, he would feel the same way.

it hurts.

"oh, come on, midoriya. they're a good person. i think they would be a great partner"

"even if it's like that, im not interested. i love them, but in a different way"

you felt the knob choking your throat. the warm and salty tears running all over your cheeks. you want to be alone. so you return to the room, walking as fast as your pain let you. at this point, you don't even know which part of your body hurts the most. your legs. your back. your arms. your heart.

you can't even see clearly with the tears blurrying your vision. so this is his answer.

but you still feel stupid. because you knew. you alredy knew he couldn't love. he couldn't be the izuku that you want him to be. you wish you could change your heart. just for another one. another heart that doesn't love deku so deeply.

you feel again the comfortable pillow behind your head, hugging you or so you felt. you can't stop thinking about his words. you can't even be angry at him, cause he's not a bad person. you can't blame him just for not corresponding your feelings. you can't be that selfish. he's only working over his dreams.

and sadly, you're not one of his.

but his one of yours.

the door opens, his face tired and big eyes stared at you with worry.

"[name]! what's going on? do you feel any pain? i'll call the nurse. don't worry. just don't cry please"

and you can't help but cry more.

he's a truly angel. even when he broke your heart, he still worries about you.

"im in love with you. sorry"

OMG! i wrote that. i hope it was sad enough. i also think I messed up with a lot of grammar, but i think it's understandable lol.

thank you for reading!!

#mha angst #Izuku angst #my hero academia #deku angst #bnha angst #Bnha x reader #deku x reader #bnha fanfiction #my hero academia angst #denki angst #boku no hero x reader #mha deku

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areluctantsblog · 5 years

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Teacher!Tony wrong number au

All of the great teacher!Tony student!Peter stories out there gave me life an idea. A while back I read @airebellah 's lovely wrong number au and I keep rereading doveslayer's adult supervision on ao3 which has some of the most amazing conversations ever written between Peter and Tony via texts and drunken late night phone calls. And then @starkerforlife6969 and @im-a-goner-foryou has been posting their incredible high school aus this week and my brain - mixing together these amazing inspirations - conjured up a wrong number au where Peter accidentally texts Tony, his physics teacher who he’s seriously crushing on. I hope, dear authors, you don’t mind I tagged you and remixed your works this way. If it’s not okay with any of you, tell me and I’ll take it down.

Without further ado, the story goes like this:

Peter's using a replacement phone and mistypes Ned's number asking for help on a physics problem (just like airebellah wrote it and I’m quoting them in the first few texts).

Insert Peter being mortified and panicked, barely resisting tossing the phone across the room without replying, but then he remembers having broken his own earlier. And he is polite. So, he texts back and hopes that'll be that.

But it isn’t.

At first, the idea that it might be his teacher doesn’t even cross Peter’s mind, he’s too busy being embarrassed. Then he stares at the screen, unable to move. His homework is due in two days. It can’t be him. There is literally no way that Tony Stark's number is one digit away from his best friend's. And there are hundreds of physics teachers in the country, maybe thousands. Some are bound to be giving out assignments from the same book.

When Tony asks if he’s one of his though, Peter can’t in all honesty say that he isn’t, because what if, and then it would be a lie for more than one reason...

He feels lightheaded and has no idea what to say. He wants to put the phone away and pretend the conversation never happened and at the same time he’s dying to go on.

Peter has difficulty falling asleep. The next day, he tells all about what happened to Ned. His friend doesn't think it was Tony.

“I mean he's funny and sounds cool, but there must be some other cool teachers out there.”

“I don't even know if I want them to be him,” Peter muses. Then he groans. “God, no. Ned, I'm such a loser.”

With Ned’s continued reassurances that it’s okay to feel how he feels and be how he is, Peter's mood slowly evens out over the next couple of days, but he still fantasises a lot about the stranger and about texting with the real Tony as he’s started to think about him since the incident.

Sunday evening, while Peter's busy building the Lego Death Star with Ned, his phone buzzes on the desk. He's confused, because both people who know the replacement phone's number are there in the apartment. Except for the stranger he texted, but... Peter stumbles in his hurry to get his phone.

The text is from that number. Except...

... it’s not a stranger.

Peter stares. Ned doesn’t notice something is off until Peter starts hyperventilating. All Peter manages to choke out in response to his friend’s worried questions is

“It's him.”

It is a few minutes before Ned catches up concerned as he is about Peter. He steers his friend towards the bed and pushes him down gently, taking deliberately deep breaths all along to help him calm down.

“What’s going on?” Ned asks once Peter’s breathing has returned to normal.

“It's him, it's Mr Stark.” Peter shows his phone to his friend. “He sent this. Ned, help me, what do I do?”

Ned’s jaw drops. “Holy fuck, it’s really him,” he squeals.

“I’m gonna die,” Peter groans.

“Look, he texted you. It’s a good thing, isn’t it?” Ned reasons.

“I don’t know. What does that mean?”

“I don't know, man,” Ned admits. “Maybe he wants to talk to you. Do you want to talk to him?”

“I... I...” for all the time Peter spent thinking about ways to get close to his teacher, presented with the opportunity, he's panicked. “It seems so unreal”.

“Yeah, I know, but it's real. There is no way it's not him.”

“And he knows about the daddy thing,” Peter moans, feeling humiliation wash over him.

“Oh, shit. I’m sorry, man it all my fault for pushing that silly joke,” Ned say guiltily. “But look, he texted you despite that and if it comes up you can tell him the truth. I’ll take the blame.”

“Oh, god, Ned... I really, really like him. And he doesn't seem angry with me... Well except for my messy homework.” His chuckle becomes somehow hysterical.

“Shall I go now and leave you to talk to him?”

Peter is blushing a deep red. He's never felt so vulnerable, nor so excited. As he glances at Ned his eyes are pleading, but he can't fight off the giddy grin spreading across his face.

“If it counts for anything, I think you really want to talk to him,” Ned says with a reassuring smile.

“I think I do, too,” Peter whispers, feeling something hot settle at the pit of his stomach.

Ned nods and goes to grab is coat.

“Call me if you want to talk. Anytime. I'm with you in this.”

Peter's answer is to hug his best friend. When they separate Ned’s face shows pure disbelief again. “I can't believe this is actually happening. You are one lucky bastard, Peter Parker,” he huffs, shaking his head.

“You’re the best, Ned,” Peter says before he closes the door. He knocks on May's door and lets her know Ned left then scrambles back to his room.

He takes out his phone with shaking hands. As he stares at the text, he feels excitement course through his veins. Even though he has no idea what to say yet, he knows he should aim for witty and confident. The reply comes to him suddenly after a few minutes. He sends it before he can change his mind, then throws himself down on the bed and buries his face in his pillow to muffle his squeal. When his phone buzzes almost immediately with Tony’s answers, Peter sags with relief.

Aaand that’s it. Could be the beginning of a traditional starker fic recipe the remaining ingredients being witty flirting, late night phone calls, awkward classroom eyefucking, guilt trips, several desperate and failed attempts to stop, illicit affair and eventual happy ending after Peter’s graduation, with the special spice of Ned Leeds being the best friend in the whole wide world. Despite the hint at it, there wouldn’t be any real daddy kink, because I’m not into that. But if you like it, feel free to imagine :) Also, feel free to continue, I don’t think I’m up to it at the moment.

Update 22-01-2019: I continued this story, you can find part 2 and part 3 already posted :) have fun

08-02-2019: Part4 is here and Part5 is coming soon ;)

10-02-2019: Part5

#starker #teacher!tony #wrong number au #remix #an homage to some of my favourite starker writers #if it is worth being called that #mine

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Apologies - Part 2

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

Prompt: After Y/N storms out of Shawn's studios, she plans something which will shatter Shawn's heart.

Word Count: About 3k

A/N: So here it is lovlies!!!! I would suggest you to read the first part if you still haven't. I'm still so overwhelmed by the response Apologies got and I apologise if this sucks. Happy reading babies! I love each one of you and I really hope you like this! 💖

Hurt. Broken. Devastated. These words would all be an understatement of how you were feeling right. You were still not over the words Shawn attacked you with, creating a big issue out of a small surprise which was only meant for him.

You're not a fucking queen. Snap out of your dream! You make me sick Y/N. You're so fucking selfish and self-absorbed that I can't even tell you.

All those words kept circling your mind. You tried hard to get rid of them but they were so adamant about not leaving you alone.

You debated with yourself about what to do. You needed to clear your mind. You knew decisions taken in rage are always regrettable and have never been beneficial to anyone.

After sitting inside your car for another 5 minutes to dry your tears out, you settled on going to your favorite ice cream parlor to clear your mind out. After all, a girls gotta eat.

You pulled your car out of the parking lot quietly, careful of the fact about not letting anyone especially Shawn know that you were still here otherwise who knows that he might as well flip out again.

After Shawn saw you walk out of the studio, he went inside his room and slammed his door shut, not wanting anyone to let inside. He didn't need anyone to tell him what he did was wrong because he very well knew it.

He was ashamed of himself. With every awful word he threw at you, he knew he was being less of himself and that he was breaking you inside out. He hated himself for doing that to you. For letting the anger bring out the worst of him. For saying words he never actually meant. He didn't know where that rage and those words came from. He was a completely different person. It was like an evil soul had taken over him.

Tears of realisation and regret were now streaming down his face and his throat went dry.

He hated when you were upset. He hated even more when the reason you were upset was him. And today, not only he made you upset but also hurt you so bad. He made you cry. He humiliated you in front of people.

He loved you so much. He would never do a thing to hurt you or would never let anything happen to you. You were his life. His reason to live. But today he proved it all wrong.

This stress was taking over him. It was eating his soul up. He knew it was unhealthy. He knew it would wear him out soon. You'd warned him about this. And he did what he feared the most.

He remembered how you told him not to get too engrossed in this and give yourself a break because you knew he needed one. You knew he was building up a bubble which was filled with frustration and that it's gonna burst out someday on someone which won't be nice at all. And that someday was today and that someone was you.

He cried even harder. He pulled on his hair. Hard sobs escaped his lips.

He started to think about how big of a dick he had been to you in the past months. He left you alone for most of the times. He would leave you to eat dinner alone. Somedays when you would come home from work, all tired and wore out, he wouldn't hug you or take care of you properly. He knew you'd a habit of stressing over work even when there was no need to and yet he left you to deal with it all alone. God knows how many nights you must've cried to sleep and he wasn't there to make you stop.

He didn't take care of you like he used to when you were sick and wasn't there to stop you to go to work when you'd a bad flu.

He would sometimes snap at you out of nowhere and you'd still be there for him. You were there for him through all this. You were always supportive of him. You were never selfish. He thought if anyone who was being self-absorbed it was him.

"Fuck! What did I do?" He didn't realise he'd been biting on his lips too hard until he tasted some blood in his mouth.

Fear took over him. He was afraid you would break up with him. He'd messed up big time. He feared that you would leave him without even giving him a second chance even though he wasn't worthy of one. He deserved every form of anger you'd to offer. He owed you an apology at the least.

He wasn't ready to face you after all that he'd said to you. He was ashamed of himself. He would never be able to look at himself in the mirror if he doesn't make things right today. He decided to put an end to this distance between the two of you once and for all.

He gets up and searches for his car keys. Once he gets them, he strides towards the door and gets out. Suddenly he overhears a conversation that makes him halt in his steps.

"What? Are you okay?" Brian asked you worriedly.

"Yes Brian. I'm fine. Just send in a car here or someone who can help me out except him. You don't need to tell him anything please. I don't want to see his face. Just now for the least. Please. Can you do this? Just do something sooner because it's getting a bit colder and my heater is trash." you told Brian calmly.

You never reached the ice cream parlor that you planned on going to. You were on your way, almost made it through a 20 min drive from Shawn's studio when your car showed mere signs of breaking down. But you were too deep in Shawn's thoughts that those signs were ignored by you.

A 10 minutes distance was still there to get covered when your car gradually halted and refused to move. "Wow what a beautiful day" you told yourself when you got out of your car and discovered that your it's tyre had somehow got punctured.

You yelled out of frustration because there were no petrol stations nearby and also the sun was about to set down which meant it was starting to get a bit colder than before. You searched for your jacket and remembered that you hanged it in Shawn's room behind his chair when you were waiting for him to get his work finished.

You decided that you won't let this day be your last so you debated on whether to call someone or not or seek some help from some passerby. You counted the later option out because then you could either be murdered or could possibly be dragged down a snake pit or the endless possibilities that could lead to your death just because of your little ego.

You decided to call Brian and let him know of your problem. Brian was like a brother to you. You two had so much fun together. Sometimes teasing each other and stuff. He was always supportive of you like a sister. So he was best option right then.

You called Brian and told him about your whole situation and he kind of freaked out a bit but was quick to help you.

"Okay. But stay where you are Y/N. Inside your car. Lock the doors from inside. I'm coming to get you okay? Be safe." Brian said in a concerned tone.

"Ahoy grandpa!" you slightly chuckled and hung up.

"Shut up dork" Brian told you and hung up. He turned around to get his car keys but was stopped by a tall figure. Shawn.

"Where are you going and what's up with Y/N?" Shawn asked bluntly.

Brian was still pissed at Shawn for how he treated you today. So, he avoided the question and took his car keys, ready to walk out but was again stopped by Shawn.

"I asked you something Brian. Tell me." Shawn said with a voice calmer than before.

"Do you really care about it Shawn? Because I don't think so. I thought you said some things about her? Did you forget those words?" Brian asked clearly pissed off from Shawn's attitude.

"Fuck! I know. I already feel shit about it. Could you not make me feel worse about it Brian and tell me what's up with Y/N?" Shawn sighed.

Brian debated on whether to tell Shawn or not because after all you were his girlfriend and he had every right to know that she was in trouble. He knew you were gonna hate him for sending Shawn for her help but he couldn't do anything.

"She called in to inform me that her tyre got punctured so she's stuck somewhere near Cindy's Ice cream parlor and needs help urgently."

Shawn eyes went wide and he started to panic.

"Jesus! Tell her I'm coming and to stay inside the car and lock the doors. Also tell her to put on a jacket or something as it's getting colder and she catches cold easily. I'll ve there as soon as I can. " Shawn said hurriedly and quickly ran upto his car in the parking lot.

"Oh baby! I'm sorry. I'm coming. Just keep her safe god." Shawn mumbled to himself in worry while opening the car door.

"I swear to god I'm such a big idiot" you said rubbing your hands against your arms to keep yourself warm. You cursed at yourself for forgetting to bring your jacket with yourself.

You'd turned on the radio previously to keep yourself busy until Brian arrived but you quickly turned it off after two songs when they played Never Be Alone. You didn't want to hear Shawn's voice at all. So now you were just sitting there, trying to keep yourself warm and staring blankly outside the window.

You sneezed and muttered "God dammit Brian! Where are you?" you said annoyingly.

Suddenly you saw a car pull over in front of you and a tall figure appeared out of it. Assuming it to be Brian you sighed in relief. The tall figure approached you and you frowned because the closer the figure was approaching you , the lesser it looked like Brian and more of Shawn.

Your heart nearly stopped beating when you saw that it was Shawn. "Not now" you said to yourself as tears were threatening to spill from your eyes. You lowered your head so as Shawn could not see your miserable face.

Shawn reached your car panicking and lowered his built to look inside. He knocked on your window but you were too busy fighting back tears.

"Y/N? Baby? Are you okay? Are you cold? Please open the door, I'm here!" Shawn said worryingly.

You wanted to ignore him. You didn't want to even look at his face right now but there he was outside your car, knocking on your window and there was no way escaping this now. You wanted to punch Brian in the gut for sending Shawn at this moment.

You took a deep breath and decided you won't speak a word to him. Ignore his every question and just deal with him till you reach your home because you were planned it all about what you're gonna do once you get home.

You wiped your tears and lifted your face to look at him. His pretty face but eyes all swollen and red from crying. It was gonna take a lot more than courage to ignore him because you loved him so much. You hated that even when he broke your heart you were sitting there admiring his face. You wanted to touch his face and wanted to tell him it's okay. But you can't do that you told yourself.

You finally opened the car door and let yourself out of it.

Shawn took you in his arms so fast that you didn't even realise it. He ran his hands through your hair, feeling you and kissing your hair mumbling "Thank god baby! You're safe."

Tiny drops slipped out of your eyes. It was taking everything in you to not put your arms around him and tell him there was no need to worry but you resisted. This was too hard.

You pushed yourself out of his grip gradually and rubbed your face with your hands. You started walking towards Shawn's car in order to tell him to go home.

Shawn was taken aback. He looked at you walking towards his car. He was heartbroken and thought to himself now this is what it must've felt like when he pushed you off when you tried to hug him previously this day. He wiped the single tear that fell from his eye.

He jogged upto you but you were already sat inside his car and were about to close the car door when he stopped you. You looked upto him to see what he wanted. You saw him holding up his jacket for you so innocently. You really needed the jacket because it was too cold now.

He was leaning down to make you wear the jacket but you took it from his wore it yourself. Hurt evident in his body language. He stared at you and gulped whatever he was feeling. He went to the other side to sit in the driver seat and closed the door behind him.

Tension was evident in the air. You felt like you needed to get away from him right then and there but you needed to wait till you were home. This was harder than you imagined.

Shawn was looking at you with sad eyes. What did he do to you? You looked really miserable and upset and it was killing him. You were looking outside of the window when he took your hand and placed his lips upon your skin to make it warm. He used to do this whenever you felt cold. You felt a lump in your throat. He kept whispering sorrys against your skin but you didn't even look at him because you knew the moment you'll look into his eyes, you'll melt and it wouldn't even take a second for you to kiss him and make things alright. You wished it would've been this easier.

You coldly drew your hands from him and placed them inside the jacket you were wearing. Shawn didn't want to make you feel anymore comfortable so he took this as a sign of you wanting to get home sooner as possible.

The drive was silent but not awkward. This was one of those moments when you and Shawn wouldn't speak a word to each other and would rather hum along to the music happily playing except that now neither any music was playing nor you were happy.

The drive was of 20 minutes. 20 minutes of extreme silence, staring out of the window and sheer disappointment. No conversation was initiated from Shawn because he knew you needed time. But little did he know about the amount of time you needed to recover.

Shawn parked the car in your driveway and you both got out. You quickly went inside your house only to be greeted by Noah, your bestfriend standing there with a bag stuffed with your clothes.

Noah was your childhood bestfriend. You two went to the same school but seperated when you'd to go to University because you two had a two different passion to follow. But after you met Shawn and you both decided to live in together in Toronto, you were pumped up knowing you'd be living at a place only an hour away from your bestfriend.

So decided to Noah when you were waiting in your car for Brian. She picked up the phone and you greeted her with a hello. She was quick to sense that you were upset and asked you about what happened. You were hesitant to tell her but eventually gave in since she understood you a lot.

"See Y/N. I'm not trying to come in between you two and would hate myself if anything happens because of me but I would suggest you to come and stay at my house if you want. You know what I mean right? You'll have some time to yourself to clear your thoughts out and we'll figure out stuff if you'll want. It's all upto you sweetie."

You thought about it. Yes you needed some time. A short break from Shawn. You wanted to figure out the mess that had been there since the past months and wanted to make things better so you told her to pick you up from your house as soon as you arrive there and take the key which was underneath the pot and pack up most of your clothes because you didn't know how much of a long break were you going to need.

You heard Shawn walk upto your door and when he saw Noah holding a bag stuffed with your clothes, his eyes started brimming and he stood there with fear written all over his face.

"Y/N? I-Is this what I think it is?" Shawn stuttered.

You didn't say anything and looked to the floor. Tears were starting to escape your eyes and you felt so helpless.

Shawn came close to you and held your arms in order to make you look at him.

"Y/N? Baby?" His voice broke. "Please tell me this is not what I'm thinking it to be please say it?" He begged you to tell him this was unreal.

You slightly nodded and looked the other way with tears now streaming down your face. It was too hard. You can't even look at his poor face right now.

Shawn opened his mouth to speak but the words didn't seem to come out of his mouth somehow. This was all to much to take in. His throat went dry and he wasn't able to think straight.

You tried to get out of his grip but he was too strong.

"Y/N you can't do this. You can't leave me love. I need you. I fucking need you baby. I love you so much. I know what I said was pathetic and I don't even deserve a chance to explain myself for what I said because it was so bloody sick and pathetic. But I swear I love you. Give me a chance love. That's all I'm asking for please I'm gonna make it all better I prom-" Shawn cried but was interrupted.

"Promise? What promise Shawn? And a chance? A chance to remind me of how pathetic I am? Remind me of how sick and selfish I am? Remind me of how fucking pathetic and unsupportive I've been of despite putting your work and you above everything? Above every fucking person? I don't need you to remind me of that again Shawn! I know that!" You yelled.

"No no no-" hard sobs escaped Shawn's mouth.

"Shut it Shawn! Please stop. Say no more. Everything's a mess right now. Do you even have an idea of what I've been feeling like since the past months Shawn?" you said with a finger resting on his chest.

"Do you know what it feels like to have dinner alone even after you've a boyfriend who lives with you? Huh? What it feels like to cry yourself to sleep every night? What it feels like to wake upto an empty bed even though you've your lover living with you? No Shawn you don't know that. Because I know what it feels like to be the one who is ignored by the other one who pretends that he's the only one living in this goddamn house. You don't even acknowledge my existence Shawn. Who are you?" you were now speaking with so much emotions that you weren't even sure whether you were angry or sad.

"I wouldn't hesitate to say I still love you Shawn after all the things you said to me and I hate myself for it." your voice cracked.

"How can you say such a thing when I was the one who was suffering from insecurities and anxiety about our relationship Shawn! I fake consoled myself everyday that No! You still love me and care about me but guess what? I was wrong. My whole days and nights revolve around you Shawn and you went ahead and called me selfish? Why Shawn why? You broke my heart in the blink of an eye Shawn. What did I even do to deserve this?" you whimpered.

Shawn fell to the ground on his knees in defeat. He didn't know what to say to you because every word that was coming out of your mouth was 100% true except the fact that Shawn didn't love you. Shawn loved you with everything he had and maybe he forgot to show it all. Shawn wrapped his arms around your leg and broke down in tears.

"I know baby I know. I know I've been the greatest dick to you. And I deserve every worst thing you've to say to me. I deserve it all. But Y/N please don't leave me. I will be lost without you. I might have forgot every way to tell you I love you but I swear to god I still do. I care about you. Just don't leave me. Let me make this all better. Let me put an end to all your miseries. I promise I wouldn't treat you like shit this time. I'm so afraid to lose you Y/N so fucking afraid!" Shawn cried.

"Shawn it's too late. I've already made up my mind. Don't make this harder than it is. Please let me go. I want to figure things out of this mess. You can take care of yourself for right now" you said crying and pulling yourself out of his grip around your legs.

"No baby I don't want to please just stay Y/N just stay" Shawn was really heartbroken at this point. His life was shattered right now because he didn't know whether Y/N even wanted to stay with him anymore, even in the future. She was his lifeline and the only thing that motivated him every morning even when he didn't show it.

You finally pulled out of his grip and placed a hand over your mouth to not let the scream out which was building within you. This was hurting way too much. You signalled Noah to follow you and just like that, you disappeared.

Shawn laid there on the ground with his broken and sore heart unable to process what just happened with him. You were gone. The light of his life was gone.

Part 3? Also, what did you guys think of this? MASTERLIST

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