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#i just want to be held
vala-dreams · 10 months
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I feel like Danny should be followed around by an entourage of ghost blobs and ghost animals. I feel like he should be a fucked up little boy surrounded by death, forever stuck between worlds, frozen in time as life leaves him behind and death rejects him. As a treat.
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it's actually so incredibly homophobic of the universe that my love language is physical touch and half of my friends live oceans and countries and expensive plane trips away where I can't give them cuddles.
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justmeinadaze · 4 months
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Inside of Her Head (Steve X You)
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A/N: This is just a little thing I wrote real quick. I'm actually experiencing this right now with my brain going a mile a minute. I literally spent 15min telling my roommate I don't want her to leave my side because I'm afraid something is going to happen to her or she's going to leave. My therapist says that's my inner child...some stuff we've been working on *sigh*. But my roommate suggested I channel this energy into something creative and thus you get this...this is what I wold love rn. Steve just holding me till I calm down and then watching a movie with me till I fall asleep <3.
Warnings: Reader experiencing an anxiety (manic) attack; Steve helps her through it
Word Count: 803
Steve comes home from work to a spotless apartment and he’s immediately on edge. Most people would be happy to come home to a clean space but not for him. When the home is this organized, something is wrong. 
“Y/N, baby? Where are you?”
No one responds but he knows you’re here, promptly going on the hunt. It doesn’t take him long to find you sitting on the bathroom floor with your knees to your chin and your hands twirling your hair as your blank eyes disassociate through him. 
You two have prepared for moments like this; you warned him when he moved in. It still doesn’t take away the guilt that bubbles in your stomach when you finally notice him as he places himself on the floor cross-legged in front of you. 
“Hey, Stevie. When…When did you get home?”
“A couple of minutes ago.”, he answers softly as his eyes continue to scan you over. “How was your day, honey?”
Your hands shake in front of you as your fingers seem to drum the air, moving without any real thought as your anxious eyes sift through memories. 
“It was good. It was good. I-I-I cleaned. I had only meant to clean the kitchen but then I thought you would want to relax in the living room when you got home so I tidied up in there but then I noticed your movies were out of whack and I thought it would be fun to organize them buy genre for our next movie night. When I finished that, I was going to lay down and nap but I couldn’t stop thinking about how the bathroom has been really messy lately and you know how I’ve been slacking on that…”
Steve listened to your rambling with the patience of a saint. Your lips were moving a mile a minute but he didn’t need to follow everything to know what was going on. Some days your brain just wasn’t 100%. Some days the medicine didn’t always help or something triggered an episode for you that had you like this. 
You tried explaining it to him before but he never truly understood until he experienced one with you himself. You sobbed on the bedroom floor, crying about fears that he would never allow to happen. He didn’t know you during your trauma so he couldn’t be there for you then but he could definitely keep you safe now physically and emotionally. 
“Baby girl, look at me.”, he cooed as he placed his palms out for you to take, grinning when you did. “I want you to inhale for me. That’s my good girl…and exhale. Good.”, he soothed as his thumbs tenderly massaged your skin. 
“Everything got so loud, Steve. I couldn’t…”, you shook your head as the tears fell before he scooted a bit closer to where you were.
“What triggered it this time? Do you know?”
You shook your head again. 
“I just…had this voice in my head…that says I don’t deserve you. That you’re going to leave me here alone just like everyone else. Today…it was so loud…”
“It’s ok, sweetheart. Breathe in again for me…and out again. Good, pretty girl. You’re doing so good.”, he smiled as he reached up to caress your cheek before taking your hand again. “Y/N, I love you so much. I’ve never met another girl like you in my entire life. You are beautiful, sweet, so talented and so smart, baby. There’s no one in the world more perfect for me than you. I’m not going anywhere.”
Once your breathing had slowed, Steve collected you into his arms and held you to his chest as he kissed your forehead. 
“I’m sorry I’m such a nuisance. I don’t mean to be.”
“You’re not, honey, I promise. Your parents are the nuisances…making you think you aren’t enough. You are more than enough, baby. You’re everything to me and I’m always going to be here to take care of you.”
You two sat like that till your anxiety passed and you finally felt safe. After kissing his lips, he guided you into the shower where he cleaned you and washed your hair before putting you in your most comfortable pajamas and carrying you out onto the couch. 
“How about I make some dinner and we watch something EXTREMELY violent?”
You giggle as he widens his eyes and you nod. While he’s making dinner, he brings you your favorite drink and turns on one of the sitcoms that makes you laugh until everything is ready. 
“Steve. Thank you…for everything. I love you to, baby.”
Tilting his body to kiss your lips, he playfully rustles your hair and throws a blanket over your legs. 
“You don’t have to thank me, Y/N. I’m always going to be here for you; good days and bad.”
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yami-the-outcast · 1 year
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Getting used to your pred
Gotta start small, getting used to being held, the idea those big hands aren't going to crush you, aren't going to be needlessly rough and toss you around like a doll.. Then the outside of their stomach, the way it sounds, the way it groans and grumbles as it works on actual food.. up to their chest, hearing every breath, every heartbeat in your ears as it pounds easily and steadily on.. Up to the mouth, where the teeth are sharp, but the tongue is soft and will cradle you gently as you slip inside. The gentle warmth more than a bit damp, but still pleasant all the same.. every muscle slowly relaxing as you realize that no harm will come to you.. that this gentle giant who could cause so much pain and suffering will be forever gentle as they can be with you, and here is a place where nothing in the world can possibly reach you. All your pain, all your problems, just melt away as he swallows you into that warmth, to be tucked away and allowed to forget there's a place beyond those organic sounds and that gentle thrumming heartbeat above...
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gabbigail · 1 year
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“He gets to touch you before me?”
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Based on this bra I saw ^
A/N this is my first FA fiction I’ve written ever so constructive criticism is welcome also requests if you have any hit me up. :)
Warnings: smut MDNI cock teasing creampie unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) and sub!peter the use of a vibrator and a blowjob (m)
It was a Saturday night and as per usual Peter was out on patrol. You were at home cuddled into the couch with some dumb reality tv playing in the background.
It was common for this to be how you spent your days. Alone that is. Peter was caring and nurturing but being a hero to many was quite the job. You didn’t mind though because as long as you got him home at some point to cuddle and care for you it was worth it. (And how good his butt looks in latex)
It was around 11:30 and you were dozing off when you heard the door open, and Peter walking in. Of course the first thing he did was heat up whatever was on the stove, kiss you on your forehead and ask about your day. “How was your day bug?” “Fine thanks for asking, how was yours?” You always replied knowing he would always have the same answer. “Insane!!” It was cute how excited he always was to tell you about all of the things he did during the day. Today he was talking about an elderly lady. He walked over to you with his broccoli and chicken in hand expressing how cute and little she was.
After indulging in a little too much reality tv he wanted to tease you. He was laying on top of you and he stuck his hand underneath your shirt, hand snaking up your stomach and to your right boob. He was playing with your nipple and he could tell you were enjoying based on your shallow breaths
“I’ve missed you so much love.” “Aw I missed you too.” He unbuttoned your shirt to see a lovely bra with the infamous hero printed all over it “he gets to touch you before me?” “Jealous pretty boy?” He shook his head and you sunk down to the floor I front of him and slowly unbuckled his belt. When you pulled down the pants attached to the underwear his gorgeous cock sprung free, leaking pre cum from the light pink tip. “So gorgeous for me love.” You slowly started pumping his cock edging him on slowly. “Fu-fuck baby” and “just like that shit.” Coming out of his whiny little mouth
“Please fuck me.” “Not so fast pretty boy.” He was always so eager for you. But you wanted this to last as long as possible. You pumped his cock at a furious pace and licked the tip with tiny kitten licks. He was bucking his hips into your mouth at this point. “Fuck your so gorgeous.” “Taking me so well.” “Please I’m so close.” The words only made you want him to beg more. His cock was angry a bright red and he was so hard it was probably painful. You sprung your tits out of the bra for extra help bringing him pummeling to the finish line. “Fuckk if you don’t stop I’m gonna cum.” So just like that you stopped.
You stood up and walked to the bedroom. “Baby pleaseee where are you going??” “You’ll see!!” You yelled back with a smirk apparent on your lips. A few moments later you returned with a magic wand vibrator in hand. You heard Peter swear under his breath. Knowing what he was in for. You walked over pushing your panties down and off your legs. You straddled him on the couch hovering over his dick. “Fuck your such a tease.” You smiled knowing it fucking pissed him off when you teased.
Slowly you suck down on his cock squeezing and forcing out your name along with many cuss words. “Your so gorgeous you know that right” Peter looked up at you with lust covered eyes. You kissed him and turned on the vibrator. You pressed it to where you two met Peter felt it in his core knowing he was wasn’t going to last. “I’m so close please let me cum.” He fucked you at a furious pace hitting your cervix causing you to squeal all high pitched. “Im gonna fuck my cum right Into you and make you so full.” You squeezed him tight. “Are you close sweet girl?” “Yes, love” he fucked you harder pushing the vibrator hard to your clit. Causing extreme waves of pleasure to go through you.
“Im cumming!!” You squeezed around him a final time creaming all over his cock watching it pool around his shaft as he pumped in and out of you. “Shit me too f-fuck.” Shooting white stings of his load straight to your womb. “Fuck i really should wear Spider-Man undergarments more often as you winked at him pulling his soft dick out of you as you both hissed at the feeling of contact. Peter got a washcloth and cleaned you up. You thought the night was over when all of a sudden.. “hey babe” “yeah Pete?” “I wanna try something.” You just giggled and replied with yeah I’m down. He grabbed the vibrator and pressed it to your clit, you weren’t expecting the sensitivity you had from your post orgasm haze. It felt like pure bliss. He started pumping two fingers into you and hitting your g spot. “Fuck Peter” “making me feel so good” you were close to coming. Like so close and it was coming at a rapid pace all of sudden you view went white from pleasure overwhelmed feeling everything release. You squirted on Peter. Like all over him. “Holy. Shit.” His grey short sleeve was soaked in your juices he cooed you coming down with “that’s my girl.” “Taste so good sweet girl.” He said while licking up and down your slits cleaning up your past orgasms. “Fuck that was intense. Where did you see that?” “ I might’ve googled some things he winked at you.” “And I wanted spidey over there he pointed to the discarded bra on the floor, to know who exactly you belonged to. “You always you Peter.”
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curledupinmyarmchair · 3 months
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she’s me. i love her so much.
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dizzybutterflyanons · 4 months
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If I told you guys to hear me out on El Bailador would I get tomatoes thrown at me
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earl-grey-love · 2 months
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I really wish I could just spend all day cuddling with Barbs
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windcleaver · 3 months
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my 20s has so far just been. Pining for love. oh i found love. oh. Lost love. Pining again.
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gt-preys · 1 year
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You ever just crave the need to feel small?
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jasperyourmutt · 2 months
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Can someone just wrap me up in a blanket and carry me around pls… :(
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justmeinadaze · 1 year
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Those Days
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A/N: I've been struggling a lot these past couple of days with my brain. I desperately need this so I wrote it into existence. No smut just feels.
Word Count: 240
Steve knew. He understood that some days were harder than others for you when it came to your mental health. Some days you would bounce around the apartment with a smile on your face and other days you would stay in bed scrolling on your phone or crying into your pillow. 
Those days are when he felt the most helpless. Those days where he couldn’t bring the smile back. Those days where you felt lost and alone even though he was right there and would do anything for you; all you had to do was ask. 
Today was one of those days. 
“Baby? Do you need anything or is there anything I can do?”
You shook your head as you curled up into a ball on the couch. 
“Can I sit with you?”
Without responding, you lifted your body, making room for him. As soon as he sat down, you climbed onto his lap, resting your face in the nook between his neck and shoulder. His strong arms pressed you to his chest, cocooning you in the warmth that was Steve. 
“Everything’s ok, baby. You’re safe. I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you.”
Your place your hand on the other side of his throat, your eyes closing as you cling to him. Your anchor when your seas are no longer calm. 
Your tears begin to flow as he holds you tighter.“It’s ok, honey. I love you so much. You’re safe with me."
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that-kitsune-ari · 2 months
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Haha hey baby are you ready to get wild in bed? Oh yeah lets do this *gets under covers and snuggles gently*
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aliensuperstarfreaky · 9 months
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my ed is going to kill me. living with my mother who has an ed is going to kill me. coming from a generation of women obsessed with their body image & ed behaviors will kill me. ed recovery will also kill me. i can't win & it's hard to break the cycle.
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effysdiarystuff · 1 year
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I may be living but i am not alive
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girldogmeat · 1 year
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im so desperate for sweet, safe closeness right now. i want to be curled up close to my butch, my head on their chest, listening to their heartbeat. their arms wrapped around me, holding me close and keeping me safe while i gently stroke the hair at the back of their neck, my nails softly scratching against their skin. one of their hands stroking up and down my back. pressing small kisses to their chest when they pull me even closer, nuzzling my face against them in contentment.
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