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cosmal · 1 year

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okay tasm!peter parker thought!!! he’s obsessed with touching your face. like, when you’re talking about something he’ll just randomly grab your face and smoosh your cheeks. he’ll boop or kiss your nose at random times. most importantly, when he’s kissing you he’ll be holding your face, his big hands on your cheeks guiding your head so he can kiss you better. omg

doughnuts

summary you're really excited about doughnuts. peter really wants to kiss you.

content tasm!peterparker x fem!afab!reader

note this is my first time writing for tasm!peter please forgive me if it sucks.

For the first time in a while, you come home after work with enough excitement to light up the entire flat.

Peter's sitting up in his bed reading when you find him. All things soft with rumpled hair, his clothes even worse, reading glasses perched on the end of his nose. You're not sure if he really needs them anymore, but he likes to wear them to keep an ounce of normalcy.

"Hi," you chirp when he notices you. He dog-ears his book and puts it down almost immediately. You beam.

"Hi, baby," he seems just as happy to see you as you do him. Though, there's a buzz to you that Pete lacks. You think if you got home twenty minutes later he would've been napping.

You move across his room while pushing your work skirt down your legs. Peter's heart skips when it looks like you might trip and he tries to keep his eyes off your soft thighs. You rifle through his draws to find one of his shirts to wear, unbuttoning your own blouse in the process.

"How was your day?" you ask, holding up a shirt to your nose. You choose it because it smells more like your boyfriend than the others.

Peter crumples his face, trying not to laugh. "It was good. Didn't do much - you?"

You say something while pulling the shirt over your face that Pete can't discern. You all but jump into his lap when you reach him. Hooking your thighs over his lap until you're face to face.

He allows you to get comfy, pushing your knees into his side while he sits up, hands finding their place on your hips. "Hello," he says again, much quieter now that you're in his space. You look adorable in his shirt and your work tights.

"Did you hear me?" you ask, basically pulsing with giddy energy. You push your fingers under the hem of his shirt and he short-circuits for a moment.

He blinks. "You had your face in your shirt."

"Right," you giggle, a girlish sound that Peter wants seared in his brain, "I said, you know the food truck around the block?"

"You'll have to be more specific," he says, squeezing at your hips.

"The one that shut down."

"Oh, right. The Jam Van," he laughs knowingly. You'd moped for almost a month when they closed. You were inconsolable.

"Yeah," you grin, poking his chest, "yeah, they reopened!"

You're smiling so hard Peter worries that you'll get stuck like that. With your eyebrows raised and your cheeks appled. He thinks he needs to hold your face like right now.

He lets his hands leave your hips and raises them to hold your cheeks. Your skin is warm under his touch like he expected. "That's great, baby."

You ignore his hands. "Right? It's amazing."

Peter pushes your cheeks together until your lips pout outwards. He thinks you look extremely cute. Even worse when you try to frown and it just looks like a smooshed mess. He wants to laugh but you look peeved.

"Pete," you try to say. It comes out all mumbled.

"Yeah?" he says, distracted by your puffy face.

You pull your face from his hands and struggle a bit. Holding his arms to his chest you say, "Are you even listening to me?"

"The Jam Van," he says nodding. Smarmy.

"Right," you say, still mildly upset, "they're open right now if you wanna..."

"You wanna go get doughnuts?" he asks with his arms still pinned to his body. His hands wriggle to touch you.

"Can we?" you ask, eyes wide with hope. Peter wishes he had his camera with him.

"Can I kiss you first?" he grins boyishly. You wish you had a better resolve. He's awfully pretty and you really want doughnuts.

You let his arms go, huffing like kissing him is a difficult task. "If you really want." You have to hold back a laugh.

He reaches his hands back up to your cheeks and gives them another squeeze, "Of course, I want to."

You let him guide your face down to meet his lips, huffing into his mouth once they meet. You go lax in his lap when he presses firmer, spreading his fingers over your warming cheeks. He tilts your face upwards so he has better access to slip his tongue in your mouth. You whine when he has you exactly where he wants. Putty in his hold, holding you close by your soft cheeks.

You pull away from his lips, blinking away the dizziness. "Pete," you say panting.

Peter licks his lips, "Yeah?"

You push your face into his neck to hide the way he so obviously makes you feel, holding onto his sleep shirt for dear life. You try to even out your breathing and fail.

"You okay, love?" he asks. There's a hint of smartassery you don't miss. He's awful.

"Yeah," you say a tad breathlessly. "Yeah."

He kisses your shoulder and you shudder. His ego swells tenfold. "You sure?"

You take a moment to compose yourself, hating yourself for being so pliable. You sit back to look him in the eye. "So," you say with a confidence you lack, "Jam Van?"

Peter laughs and catches your face again. You like it much more than the first time. "That felt like coercion ."

"You asked to kiss me!" you say bewildered, pushing at his chest with not enough force than you feel is deserved.

"You tricked me," he laughs with you, letting you paw at his chest. It's quite adorable, really.

"Whatever," you say with more heat than you mean, a smile tugging at your red lips. You untangle yourself from his lap and stand to walk away. "I'll get my own jam doughnuts."

Peter smacks your ass before you can get away and you gasp. "Peter Parker!"

"You can't go out like that."

"I'll do what I like!" you call from the other end of the hallway.

Peter chases you around the flat until he gets you in his arms. The doughnuts wait for a few more hours.

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finelinevogue · 9 months

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i love you more than dino nuggets

summary - the night before the final show

pairing : fiancé!harry x reader

word count : +2.3k

a/n : originally was going to include the show but i have another idea for that so i’m off to write that now !!! the title will make sense as you read😭😭

It was the final night before the last love on tour show and you’d already cried three times.

Once on the plane over to Italy. Once on visiting the stage being set up today at the stadium. And once, now, crying because of how overwhelmed you feel.

You were busy getting ready in your shared bedroom, whilst Harry entertained the rest of your friends and family downstairs.

The house Harry owned in Italy, that was soon to become yours too in a week, was a massive Roman inspired villa. The orange stone that the building was made of created a cool villa to live in and with over 12 bedrooms it was the biggest house Harry owned.

All of Harry’s family and friends were staying over here for the duration of the last love on tour show, and then also for your wedding next week.

Whilst some wondered why Harry would end the love on tour shows in Italy, when nothing would ever beat the homeliness feeling of Wembley, it was all because you were getting married here a week Saturday.

How could you not? The perfect background for a summers wedding, in yours and Harry’s favourite country.

“Babe?” Harry knocked on the door and enters before you answer.

“Yeah?” You sniffled, wiping your fingers under your eyes to clear the mascara marks.

“Wha— What’s with the tears, baby?” He asked with a laugh.

“I don’t even know!” You laughed, starting to cry all over again.

“Is it ‘cause the the cake decorator cancelled on us again? ‘Cause, babe, I promise you that I will bake the bloody thing myself.”

Harry came and sat next to you on the bed, handing you a handkerchief he pulled out of his blazer pocket.

Tonight was a big celebration for him and so you’d decided to all get dressed up and have one final supper all together. Harry was in a gorgeous black slate suit, with a basic white t-shirt underneath. You matched him with a simple black halter-dress.

“Turns out these suit tissues are useful for something.”

“Thank you.” You said, dabbing underneath your eyes.

“You’re going to make me cry before the night is up, I just know it.” He nudged you with his shoulder, causing you to fall into him.

You rested your head on his shoulder and let your hands fall into his lap. His arm came around your body and hugged you close, kissing the side of your head as he inhaled your coconut shampoo.

You sat in silence for a few moments, Harry’s fingers coming to play with yours. Twirling around each other until they find home in an interlocking movement.

“Can’t believe this is all real.” You said first.

“Babe, you’re only saying that because we watched The Truman Show the other day.” Harry chuckled.

“Don’t say things like that.” You playfully hit him, but Harry caught your hand before you can go for a second playful punch. “Y’know that my worst fear is this all not being real.” You mumbled.

Harry nodded his head.

“Then let me show you just how real this is.”

Harry pushed you to lay your back down on the bed, your legs still touching the floor from where you sat on the edge of the bed. Harry moved to hover over you and took your intertwined hands with him, moving them to link above your head.

A loose strand of hair tickled your forehead and Harry blew it away with a soft blow, making you smile.

“You’re so pretty.” Harry stopped to pause and just take you all in.

“I thought you were supposed to be showing me how we are real.” You sarcastically told him. The glint in his eyes told you just how cheeky he thought you were.

Harry didn’t waste another moment before kissing you. Your lips met his instantly and just like you’d been doing for the past five years, you kissed and kissed and kissed. You both knew when to bite or slow down and speed up. You were so in tune with each other.

When you started to pant slightly out of breath, Harry slowed down and moved his lips away from yours just a fraction.

“Breathe, baby.” He whispered against your lips.

“Mhm.” You tried to inhale some air.

“Was that real enough for you?”

“I’m not sure. Maybe we should try a—”

Harry’s lips pressed back against yours and he let go of your hands, because he knew you were itching to touch him.

Your hands went straight to his cheeks, pulling him in to guide his lips against yours, whilst his own hands remained gripped to the bed sheets as he held his weight up. You kissed him until both your lips were red and swollen.

A knock on the door is what interrupted you both.

“Fuck.” Harry mumbled, stuffing his head into your neck to hide from everyone else. Now that he’d had a moment with you, he didn’t want anyone else.

“H? Y/N?” The sound of Anne came through the other side of the door. “I know you two love each other, but you have people downstairs waiting for you.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle that you’d been caught making out by Harry’s mum. You felt like a teenager all over again.

“It’s not funny.” Harry pinched your sides playfully.

“Did y’hear me?” Anne asked.

“Yes muumm!” Harry replied, pretending like he was annoyed when in reality he could never be anything but kind to his mum.

“Be down in five, otherwise I’m coming in next time.”

Harry grunted and dropped his head back into your neck, softly kissing and biting at the skin he could find exposed down there.

“Harry stop.” You tried to push him off, laughing, but he was too heavy and you were too weak to fight him off. “I’m not having your mum come back.”

“It’s an empty threat, babe.” Harry continued to kiss your neck and it was heading straight for a hickey.

“Umm… Do you remember Christmas of 2020?”

Harry’s head shot up at that, smirking as he looked down at you.

“Be more specific.”

You rolled your eyes and huffed because he knew exactly what you were talking about, but was just too much of a tease and wanted to hear you say it.

“Your mum thought I was in pain, but it turned out I was just receiving head from her son. So thanks for that. It’s a memory that will haunt me forever.”

“What? Me eating you out?” Harry looked even more cheeky. “Well, I guess we’ll have to fix that.”

His hands shifted underneath your body as he moved down until he was knelt on the floor in front of your legs. You kicked him with your foot before he could lift your dress though.

“Harry Styles!” You scoffed. “Your entire family is downstairs. Stop it.”

You were well aware that you sounded like a teacher, or a scolding mother, but sometimes it was the only way to get him to stop his adolescent behaviour.

“You’re no fun.” Harry groaned and laid on the floor like you’d just shot him through the heart with an arrow.

“Don’t marry me then.” You said jokingly.

You shook your head and walked towards the door, heels clicking on the marble floor as you went. You brushed your dress down from creases.

You stopped in front of a full length mirror to check yourself out before you rejoined everyone downstairs. Everything was still set in place, despite the copious amounts of crying.

Harry came up behind you, having felt him before actually seeing him through the mirror.

He wrapped his arms underneath your armpits and squeezed you in a hug from behind. You tilted your head to one side of his body so he could plant a soft kiss on the skin you’d left exposed.

“I love you. And I can’t wait to marry you.” He kissed you again. “For you to be mine. Officially.”

“And you’ll be mine.” You turned your head and looked him in his eyes. They were so full of love, sparkling from the excitement you gave him.

“I’ve always been yours.”

His lips met yours once last time before you really did have to go downstairs.

Harry held your hand as you walked down the stairs together, occasionally checking that you were alright and that your heels weren’t going to make you fall.

Once you were down them, Harry immediately brought you into his side and had his arm around your waist. You copied his motion and followed him into the outdoor seating area.

Lots of long tables had been set up on the large patio for people to sit at, with an extra long table that was arranged with food and drinks for everyone here and an extra hundred people.

There was meats, fish, pasta, pizza and even veggie dinosaur nuggets that Harry had shipped from England just for you. For drinks there was everything from water to very expensive wine. Wine that come from the vineyards Harry has invested in around this area.

Everyone cheered when Harry and you finally turned up, many people already sitting down and tucking into their food and some people nursing glasses of fizz as they chatted.

The glow of the moon and the strings of hundreds of fairy lights made the atmosphere that little bit more special. There was some light piano music playing in the background and everything felt at peace with the world.

“I’m just going to go say to hi to a couple of people. Are you okay?” Harry asked you.

“‘Course. I’m starving and starting to get hangry.”

“Well nobody wants to see a hangry Y/N. Go on!” Harry shooed you along and you stuck up your middle finger at him. He watched you with admiration as you wandered off.

You made it to the buffet selection and happily see your dinosaur nuggets waiting for you. They even have a little sign on them that says ‘property of the lead singers fiance. don’t touch’ in Harry’s handwriting. Every minute he’s got spare he’s reminding people that you are soon to be forever each others.

You sit at a table with some of Harry’s relatives, chatting with them for a bit, before moving down the table to speak to your family.

You finished off your dinosaur nuggets and excuse yourself, wandering back inside the house and towards the freezer.

Opening it, you are amazed to find another three boxes of nuggets and you instantly fall a little bit more in love with Harry because of the simple action.

Your best friend, Ruby, meets you in the kitchen, as you’re turning on the oven to make more.

“Someone has been looking beautiful tonight.” She teased you, handing you over what must be your fourth glass of prosecco of the night.

“It’s you, isn’t it?” You laughed.

“Don’t be daft. No one is glowing more than you are tonight.”

“Not even H?” You challenged.

“I mean, yeah. But he’s only happy ‘cause you are.”

You blushed at her comment and take a sip of your drink. After the nuggets are in the oven, you sit on top of the granite kitchen island. Ruby clambered on after you, falling straight onto her back with how tipsy she is.

You laughed so hard that you ended up falling back too. Luckily the kitchen island is that big that you remain on it.

“I can’t believe you’re getting married next week.” You best friend says.

“Why does everyone keep focusing on that and not the final show tomorrow?” You wondered.

“Maybe because your wedding day is slightly more important than the end of Love On Tour.”

“I don’t think I see it that way.” You hummed at your own realisation. “They’re equal in importance. Tomorrow night is the biggest night of Harry’s career and it means a lot to me, therefore meaning a lot to me.”

“Girl, don’t tell me you’ve got cold feet.”

“No!” You blurted out, more sure of that fact than anything. “Never. I love Harry and I can’t wait for married life together.”

“But…?”

“But I think tomorrow night will be as equally as important to him and so it will be to me too.” You answered truthfully.

“Ugh. When did you get so sappy?” Your best friend teased you.

“Harry brings it out of me.” You gushed over your fiancé.

“You two are so sickeningly in love.”

“Don’t worry. Harry will give me my medicine later.” You attempted a bad joke.

“Okayyy….” Brad said as entered the room with a beer in hand. He’s been following your best friend everywhere she’s gone recently and you’re wondering whether he’s harbouring a little crush.

Both you and Ruby burst out laughing, you clutching onto your stomach from laughing so hard. Everything is so much funnier laying down too.

“What the fuck is going on in here?” Harry asked, smiling when he saw you laughing. He walked up Brad and slung his arm around his shoulder as they watched on.

“Mate I don’t even know. I don’t think I want to know.” Brad answered.

“Harry? Do you love Y/N?” Ruby asked.

“Yes.” Harry answered quickly.

“Y/N? Do you love Harry?”

“I doo!!” You shouted, laughing afterwards.

“They love each other! You’re now both wifed up.” Ruby announced.

“What?” You laughed. “Harry can’t be my wife.” You giggled.

“Oh yeah.” Ruby laughed and it set both of you off laughing again.

Harry shook his head at you both and nodded for Brad to handle Ruby whilst he handled you. Brad made sure Ruby didn’t fall over when he stood her up, announcing he was going to take her somewhere to lay down for a bit to calm down.

You felt Harry’s hands on yours as he pulled you to sit up.

Once you sat up you warmly smiled at him, cupping his cheek and leaning your forehead onto his.

“Hey, baby. Y’doing okay?” Harry asked and smiled at you.

“Mhm.”

“Your dino nuggets are ready if you want them.”

“Yes please.”

“Okay. Stay here for me.”

Harry arranged them on a plate and added some sweet chilli sauce on the side for you. He then came back over to you and stood between your legs.

He dipped a nugget in some sauce and held it up to your mouth. He blew on it to cool it down, only because he’d seen chefs on the TV do it, and waited for you to take a bite.

You hummed in delight as you bit into it. “Mm mm.”

“Nice?” Harry asked, wiping your mouth of crumbs with a nearby napkin.

“Thank you.” You nodded. “I’m excited for a life full of you and dino nuggets, Harry.”

“Do you love me more than dino nuggets?” He offered you another bite.

“Love you more than anyone or anything.” You finished chewing before speaking. “But veggie dino nuggets are the second love of my life.”

“As long as I’m the first.” He kissed your forehead.

Both of you were in the kitchen for another twenty minutes, talking about anything and nothing whilst Harry fed you. A few people had walked in, but had left you just as quickly to enjoy this quiet time together.

A couple of people had snapped photos of you too, which you would be thankful for later.

At the end of the night, after there was a mass of friends and family cleaning up and washing dishes, everyone retreated to bed.

Harry had been saying his rounds of good night before he had joined you in bed.

It was past midnight and you wanted time to slow down. It was unfair that the last show of love on tour has crept up so soon. How dare it.

You understood Harry needed some time to himself now though and start building more of a life outside of touring for himself. For starters, marrying you.

Harry sighed as he got into bed, peeling back the covers and immediately wiggling is way across the bed, over to your side, and spooning you from behind.

He kissed the back of your neck a couple of times, just because he could, as you wiggled in his hold to get comfortable again.

“Tonight was fun.” You said softly, speaking into the darkness and knowing it was only Harry who could hear you.

“It was. Tomorrow night will be even more fun.”

“It’ll be bittersweet.”

“Maybe.” His hands held yours. “But I’m getting tired, baby, and I just want a bit of rest now.”

“I know, bub. I’ll just miss it, is all.”

“You’ll always still have me, though. I’m not going anywhere.”

You turned around in his hold, facing him and resting your faces so close that your noses were touching.

“I’m here to stay too. Forever yours when that ring gets put on me next week, baby.” You tell him, smiling a little too much at that comment.

“I… I think I’m going to play something for you tomorrow. Something i’ve never done before.” He sounded nervous telling you.

“Just for me?”

“Everything’s always for you. This piece will especially be.”

“Can’t wait.” You leaned in and pecked his lips so he could taste your excitement. “You’re going to be amazing.”

“I’ll be sad it’s over, but more than ready to step off the stage and down the aisle instead. That’ll be the best day of my life.”

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bittersweet-folder · 2 months

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Lipstick stains for his pretty face ♡ (part 1?)

Pairing: Wen Junhui × fem reader (honestly this can be counted as a Wen Junhui × gender neutral reader too but there's a mention that reader is wearing a dress which some may not prefer but still letting y'all know)

Warning: nothing much just lots of kissing and little bit suggestive at the end.

I did proofread twice but if there's any grammatical errors lemme know!

Genre: fluff, a little suggestive at the end. | Song rec: Bambi by Baekhyun . | MASTERLIST

Word count: 798 | Let me know if y'all want a part 2🎀.

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The date went well.

Jun unlocked the entrance door of the apartment you both shared.

"You go in first, madam" he said. A smirk laced on his lips afterwards. He couldn't take eyes off of you tonight. You looked exquisite clad in that black silky dress with that light makeup painted on your face. But now you also had his leather jacket on your shoulder. As soon as you entered the apartment which you both shared, he followed after you and locked the door. That followed his much awaited, impatient confession with him pinning you against the wall. Your eyes meet his.

"Can I kiss you? Please. You looked so gorgeous tonight, sweetheart" he had that sense of urgency laced in his voice while saying that.

"Yes. Of course" You smiled.

His hand touched and caressed your cheek making its way on the nape of your neck. Slowly, he closed the gap between your lips and his. His other arm went around your waist, closing the distance between your bodies. With your hands around his shoulders, your fingers find their way running through his hair. His lips were soft. He could slightly taste your lipstick. It was a pretty dark berry red shade which adorned your lips tonight. Your lips were moving in a perfect rhythm with his lips. You both were lost in the bliss of it as if it was not enough and you both craved more. The jacket dropped on the floor which made you both pull away from the kiss.

"Umm I think we should take this to the bedroom?" he asked.

You noticed the lipstick stain on his lips. Color smudging over his lip line a little bit. That's when something popped up in your head.

"Jun is it okay… if you take me to the bedroom and we do something I saw on YouTube a few days back" you hesitated at first but then said everything in one breath.

He let out a chuckle. "Of course we can my lady"

You let out a yelp in surprise when he lifted you up, proceeding towards the bedroom.

He made you straddle on his lap.

"So what is it?"

"Basically…" you kept your purse aside and searched up the video and showed it to him "this.. was what I was talking about.. can i do it? Pretty please Junhii" you said dragging on the last syllable.

"That's something new not gonna lie but yeah of course baby you can do that" his hands pulled you closer by your waist.

"Okay!" you grinned and took your lipstick out of your purse. After applying a fair amount of lipstick on your lips you kept your lipstick on the side. At first, he felt your soft, supple lips pressed on the corner of his lips, then it found its place on his cheek. Too many for the cheek because they look so plumped and adorable when he smiles. Then another one on the nose which made him giggle. Slowly you moved a bit below, now pressing kisses on his neck. Then you stopped to take a look at his face, which was now littered with plenty of red lip stains with a smirk laced on his lips.

"You look soo adorable" you said squealing.

"You've got lipstick on your nose" Jun smiled.

"You've got lip prints all over your pretty face" and then added "made by me" you said feeling content with the deed you did.

"So my face is pretty with the lip print or it's prettier without the lip print?"

You groaned "yahhh you're pretty either way!!"

"And you're my pretty," he moved dangerously close to your left ear and said in a lower voice "pretty girl" he said while moving one of his hands on your back, fiddling with the zipper of your dress. It felt warm yet ticklish when he whispered in your left ear and then you let out a breathy sigh.

"But wait-" You pulled away and then continued "we need to take a picture and then remove this off of your face I don't want you to have any kinda skin infection now" you said.

"Alright then! we're taking this to the shower baby!" Jun said as he lifted you up and walked towards the bathroom. "I hope you won't mind getting a little more wet than usual honey" he said, yet again, in a lower, deeper voice.

"I- I would honestly love it- a lot.." you stuttered. Your cheeks started burning up.

"Cat got your tongue now" Jun said, placing you on the countertop beside the sink, hands still placed on your waist now slowly moving to your lower back, massaging that area lightly.

It's gonna be a long night.

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A/n: hello everyone, it's been a while since I posted anything let alone write something. I just didn't wanted to force myself to write something. A lot has be going on and I gotta study too because my exams are coming up.

Thank you for your support🎀✨❤

Also I ain't tagging anyone here. This was literally a part of the performance unit imagine I was writing but then I thought of writing it as a separate fic. Next part would ofc be a smut fic☺🫣🫶 lemme know if y'all wanna be in the tag list for that.

#seventeen #seventeen fanfic #seventeen fic #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fluff #seventeen smut #wen junhui #moon junhui #junhui fluff #jun fluff #jun smut #junhui x reader #junhui smut #svt #svt performance unit

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piratefishmama · 10 months

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Fake it till you make it | Part 4

‘Boundaries’ were harder to settle on than they'd expected them to be. Eddie didn’t seem to want to put anything on the “strictly no” list. Even when Steve suggested sex should be on there Eddie just wiggled his brows and claimed a week in a cabin with him might change things.

Steve found that hilarious enough to laugh at (much to Eddie's adorable pout) but also too fair to disagree with.

They were two healthy, queer, adult men! What was a little consensual nookie between fake boyfriends?

Plus he couldn’t tell if Eddie was joking or not so he put that on the mental ‘maybe a boundary’ list that may or may not be tested.

Steve wasn’t about to completely rule it out either! He had a healthy libido and Eddie wasn’t unattractive. He… actually was pretty damn attractive.

Nice eyes, nice hair, nice lips, nice voice, nice han— anyway, they had a whole week together in a romantic chalet, pretending to date.

Anything could happen. Especially if they didn’t rule anything out. And ruling it out only made it seem more exciting, like it was dangerous. Best to just not rule it out.

“What about kissing?” Steve pondered aloud, a small frown on his brow

“If I’m not ruling out sex, Harrington, I think kissing should be fi—"

“No, dumbass, not ruling it out, I mean… it’s gotta seem like a thing we normally do right? An you gotta stop calling me Harrington, it’s Steve. Boyfriends don’t call each other by their last names.”

“I’ll have a mental list of pet names prepared before the day ends, don’t you worry, Stevie, but what do you suggest? Are you thinking we should practice?” Eddie leaned forward a grin stretching on his lips that almost seemed predatory, like he was expecting Steve to stumble through a rebuttal, expecting him to back down or to apologise, but no, Steve wasn’t some simpering maiden who’d bashfully turn him down.

Steve was an experienced ladies man with a reputation for being… for lack of a better term, a bit of a hometown slut.

Even if he had no practical experience with men, that didn’t stop him from exuding confidence as he moved onto his haunches and crossed the very short distance between them, forcing that mischievous little shit right back into his spot as Steve basically climbed from his hands and knees into Eddie’s lap, watching in satisfaction as all that mischief just kind of…

Drained from his face.

Drained and replaced with wide-eyed rosy cheeked surprise, his hands extended out either side of himself to avoid touching Steve’s body. Adorable.

“Maybe we should.”

“Ah—uhm—heh—y-yeah I mean—m-maybe not here though, yeah?” He talked a good game, he put on a damn fine front, but Eddie Munson wasn’t exactly swimming in cock. Wasn’t even paddling. Or wading the cock waters.

No he was mainly just suffering in queer silence on dry land with just good ol leftie and a few skin mags to make himself feel better. Although the image of Steve Harrington in his lap? Oh yeah that’d do him for a few months.

Sad that it ended so fast though, with Steve backing his perfectly plush ass right back into his seat quickly after, holding his hands up in mock surrender, accepting the stuttered rejection like a champ.

“Wherever you feel comfiest, man, but I suggest we figure that shit out fast, we don’t have long before this trip an you’ll have to meet them before we go so we’re going to have to be comfortable with each other, especially if it’s an environment where we have no excuse to not be comfortable.” If they were in public? Absolutely they’d have many excuses readily available.

The chalet? Not public. In fact it was quite big, the only reason he was so sure his parents would bring someone for him was because it was big enough that they could do their own thing for hours without crossing paths. Sure the bedrooms were close to each other but there were other rooms to fuck around in.

Damn thing had two Jacuzzi’s and a sauna. Not to mention a home cinema to fool around in.

They’d be hoping that he’d spend some easily obtained alone time with this mystery person. God he’d be being pimped out by his parents. How had his life come to this?

“You want me to meet them before we go?” He was just expecting to turn up on the day and be ‘Steve’s new boyfriend’ that they’d never met and would just have to accept would be in attendance. In that scenario he assumed Steve would just get the okay from them to have him come and that be that but—

Clearly his imagination was not even remotely true to real life. “Uhh… yeah, they’ll wanna know who they’re spending a week with, Eddie, c’mon, fake dating starts like… now…”

“So can I charge you from now?”

“Dude that’d be double—”

“Aren’t you rich?”

“I work minimum wage at Family Video for crying out loud, no I’m not rich. My parents are rich, I make enough to keep the lights on and keep my fridge stocked while they’re away. C’mon man… I can do a week, I have savings that’ll cover a week but two weeks? That’s fourteen-hundred, dude, I can’t—” Two weeks was stretching things uncomfortably far. Like… going into debt kind of far. He couldn’t ask his parents for money because they’d wanna know what it was for and for him to get a receipt and Eddie didn’t do receipts. Or refunds. “I might actually starve.”

“… Fine.” He almost argued, you live in a McMansion Steve, I live in a trailer park, but then… Steve did actually work at Family Video, wouldn’t just do that if he didn’t have to, who’s to say his parents paid for anything for him? Who’s to say they didn’t pull the ‘you’re an adult now, son, we’ll let you live here but you have to pull your own weight’ shtick parents were apparently so fond of? God what if they made him pay rent?

Eddie really didn’t know anything about the Harringtons.

Steve clearly didn’t go to college, so… maybe his dad wouldn’t hire him for a role he wasn’t qualified for? Unlikely but not impossible if recent discoveries concerning Steve Harrington were to be used as a reference point. Couldn't assume anything about him. “Fine?”

“Yeah, fine. How about, instead… we stick with my original rate an call it a flat seven hundred, fifty per day, an we start now? We can head to the trailer park an figure shit out there, deduct today so it’s only six fifty cause we’re brainstorming. My uncle may be home, but he should be asleep now. He works nights. We should be fine… unless you wanna head to yours and go in blind, take a ‘we’re figuring things out together awkwardly’ approach to it?” That’d track, he could do awkward, he could probab—

“Nah, they’d never think I was awkward at dating, even though you are a guy.” Of course they wouldn’t. Their lady killer son would never be awkward about dating… he wasn’t either, that was the kicker. He’d got all the way up in Eddie’s business not five minutes ago and looked comfortable doing it, like he actually would have practiced kissing in the back of Eddie’s beat up old van.

Holy shit he could have been making out with Steve Harrington in the back of his van.

He said not here, yeah?

What the shit was his problem?!

Was he actually completely insane?

He was going to be a virgin forever.

“You good there, Ed?”

“Huh?” He squeaked. Eddie Munson did not squeak, but yet, there he was. Squeakin away. “Oh! Y-yeah yeah, just coming to an abrupt unfortunate conclusion, yep, I am a-ok completely and totally oooone-hundreeeeeee— okay I came to a very real realisation that I could have been basically making out with you for ‘practice’ in the back of my van in the bushes where nobody could interrupt us and that could have gone anywhere cause it’s comfy back here yet i decided to tell you ‘not here, yeah?’ like a perma-virgin so— yeah.”

“Jeez… maybe you could pull off the awkward boyfriend thing.”

“…So about that fourteen hundred.”

Part 6

#PirateWrites #FakeItTillYouMakeItFiclet #Steddie #No Upside Down AU #they're gonna be FIIIIINNEE

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radiant-reid · 11 months

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okayy the ask was basically spencer x bau!reader and she's been ready to have a baby for a while but spencer isnt yet, and one night they get back from a case involving children and spencer is just awfully quiet and acting not like himself, like he keeps zoning out and thinking so she prompts him thinking he needs to talk abt the case and he tells her that hes finally ready to start a family 🫶🏻

The mood on the jet home had been joyful. Five families united, zero deaths aside from the UnSub, who you think deserved it. Your husband, however, doesn't seem to be elated. He had been quiet on the jet, not even reading, and he barely participates in conversation at the bar. Naturally, it's something he tries to hide, and everyone's happiness blinds them from seeing it.

After one drink, you're dragging him home, telling the team it's because of you, to not draw attention to the differences in his microexpressions.

He doesn't hide his upset once you're back at your shared apartment, laying down with his head in your lap when you get into bed. "What's up, baby?" You ask, combing your hands through his soft hair. He relaxes into your touch as usual. "Something's off."

"Just this case." He mumbles.

"Yeah? What about it?" You encourage him to speak about it rather than keeping it bottled up like he's trained himself to do. "I thought it ended well."

"It did." He agrees. "But seeing all those families together..." You frown, waiting for him to continue, guessing it might be about his troubled childhood or a victim he couldn't save. "I want a baby." He whispers.

It takes you by surprise, your eyebrows raising as your lips part. You discussed it a little while ago, but the verdict was that Spencer wasn't ready, and you weren't in a rush, so you were waiting.

"You do?" You double-check.

Spencer nods, turning his head to the side and kissing your clothed stomach. "I do." He agrees. "Seeing those families together made me want that for us. You know, having a baby that we love and adore?"

You smile, nodding. "Yeah, I think we're ready."

He sits up quickly. "So should we start right now?"

You don't need any time to think about that. "It's as good a time as any."

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid blurb #spencer reid x y/n

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Not If? | A. Xhekaj

pairing: Arber Xhekaj x fem!reader

summary: The team had made bets on when you and Arber would kiss and it was finally the night they ended.

warnings: none? slut shaming barely?

word count: 1k

not my gif!

It was like the minute you met Arber everything clicked. The two of you became inseparable, it was as if the two of you were attached at the hip.

He was quick to introduce you to the team, warning them even quicker that you were so very off limits. And the team saw that quickly, making a bet (a month after Arber brought you in once) about when the two of you would kiss.

“So when are we gonna see Squirt again?” Cole played, nudging Arber’s shoulder as he walked past him in the locker room.

“You can’t call her that, you’re barely taller than her.” Arber rolled his eyes, returning to taking his gear off.

“Okay well, ouch, I am taller than her and I miss seeing your girl.” Cole shrugged, taking his spot in the locker room.

“She’s not my girl.” Arber mumbled, getting more aggressive with his movements.

“She basically is, but whatever, bring her out for the team drinks tonight?”

“Fine. Only if she wants.” arber agreed, looking to Cole to ensure he understood.

Arber was quick leaving, running out to the parking lot with his stuff before everyone else. Quickly headed to your car where you sat waiting for him.

“Hi Arbs.” You grinned as he got in your car, leaning over the console to touch you, his arms wrapping around you best he could.

“Hi Squirt.” He grinned.

“Told you not to call me that!” You giggled, holding his hand as he got situated before leaving the parking lot.

“Come on, it’s perfect, you're tiny just like that turtle!” He laughed, his body shaking. He loved thinking back to the first time he let you choose a movie to watch, you chose Finding Nemo and declared how adorable you thought the turtles were.

You just shook your head, smiling at the tall defenceman who sat in your passenger seat. The smug smile on his face as you left the parking lot.

“Oh yeah, it’s team drinks tonight and Cole asked me to invite you. Apparently he misses you.” Arber rolled his eyes while repeating it, making you laugh.

“I’d love to come.”

“You came!” Cole was the first to notice you, running around Arber to reach you, wrapping his arms around you.

“Hi Coley.” You grinned, hugging him back while Arber stood beside, a glare on his face.

“Give my Squirt back.” Arber grumbled, pushing Cole away from you within a minute.

“Hey, you can share.” Cole complained, returning to the table while you and Arber followed.

The team huddled around the table, sat in the corner of the bar. The table was filled with opened drinks, a few phones littered the scene and many, many chairs scattered around the table.

“Arber brought her!” Nick informed his team, meaning a round of cheers while a few others got up to hug you.

“It’s like you love her more than me.” Arber mocked hurt, his hand on his heart with a mocking expression.

“We do.” Juraj answered, wrapping his arms around you as you laughed.

The fake frown littering his face as you returned to Arber’s arms, his arms immediately wrapping around you again. Keeping your body pressed against his as he sat down beside his team, Juraj on his left and Cole on his right while you sat in his lap.

“‘M going to get drinks.” You informed him, getting off his lap with a kiss on the cheek, him smiling and nodding.

You had Arber’s order memorized, walking up to the bartender and repeating both of yours orders. Handing the bartender Arbers card, like he’d always made you, ensuring you could never pay for your own drinks.

“Hey pretty lady.” A rough voice was heard behind you, pretending to not know he was speaking to you, you faced the bartender still. “Usually when someone speaks to you, you turn.” The man complained, his hand landing on your shoulder to turn your body towards him.

“Hey-” The man was on the ground holding his nose.

“Arber!” You gasped, reaching for him as he shook his hand, wiping the blood from the man off. He looked up, walking into your grasp before leading you back to the table.

“I can’t believe you just did that.” You mumbled, Arber pulling you back into his lap as he sat.

“He called you a slut I don’t know what else you could’ve thought I’d do.” He shrugged, pressing a kiss to the side of your head as you stared at him.

“He also called me your girl.”

“And?Aren’t you?” He looked at you, seeing how you’d react.

“You never asked.”

“Okay then I’m asking now, you’ll be my girl?”

Nodding in reply, leaning to kiss his cheek. He moved, his hand coming up to cup your cheek as he kissed you, encouraging you to run your hands through his hair.

“You owe me $20, Nick!” Cole’s yell encourages you to break away from Arber, looking at him in confusion.

“Oh yeah,” Cole started, laughing before continuing. “We all have bets on when you guys are going to kiss.”

“Not if?” Arber asks, his arms still tightly wrapped around your body.

“We all knew it was going to happen dude.”

Arber laughed at the deadpanned look on Cole’s face, Nick coming behind to look at Cole.

“What are you talking about?” Nick speaks, earning Cole to point at the two of you.

“They kissed!” He answered, Nick rolling his eyes behind him.

“Where’s your proof?”

“You never said there had to be proof!”

“They’re so stupid.” Arber whispered in your ear, pressing kisses down your neck as you giggled.

“Look, see he’s kissing her right now.” Cole pointed, trying to get the money from his captain.

“Fine ugh.” Nick groaned, shoving a 20 dollar bill at Cole, watching a smile grow on the younger boy's face.

“I won!” He cheered, getting up to collect more money from other teammates.

You laughed, leaning back into Arber before kissing him once more. Feeling his body relax into the kiss, his hands holding your body against his whiles yours traveled through his hair.

“I love doing that.” Arber mumbled against your lips, earning a smile as you leaned into him again.

#mads writings!#arber xhekaj #arber xhekaj imagine #arber xhekaj x reader #montreal canadiens #nhl imagine #nhl oneshot #mads' requests💗

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student-in-nightraven · 2 years

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Twst dorm leaders with an affectionate S/o

A/n: btw as for the minors basically everyone besides vil Idia Leona and malleus, this is not sexualising them it's just a fluffy scenerio

Riddle rosehearts

He is not used to affection at all so he's gonna be so shocked when you hug him for the first time my boy was confused he was like

"is there something you need?"

And your like "nah I'm just hugging you"

he's like "oh."

So he's very happy of course, plus he's touch starved (I mean who isn't in twst?)

"do you want me to stop?" "Oh no no it's fine I quite like it, I'm just not used to it is all" riddle said as he's faced reddened. After that hug he really liked faint wholesome touches here and there, such as hugging, headpats, high fives, hand pats (don't ask why i just see him patting your hand) etc. And when he does these often that means he feels safe around you since he only shows this side of him only to you, seven forbid ace and cater find out about this.

nah they lowkey saw riddle resting he's head on your shoulder with a happy look the face, they snickered and riddles head whipped so fast, then ofc they got the good ol' "off with your heads!" But overall he genuinely feels safe around you and absolutely loves having tea parties with only you.

Leona kingscholar

Okay so he's a smug bastard, so he acts all cocky when you show your "soft side" to him but on the inside he's over the moon. He loves how affectionate you are and how you show it tho ofc he'll never admit that.

"eh herbivore I'm always the one asleep on your lap didn't expect it to be the opposite"

"I don't even know how I managed to be sleepy before you but it is what it is" you said slowly dozing off

"yeah whatever, don't get your hopes up because this is a one time thing" he said coldly, you hummed as you drifted off. once he made your you were fast asleep he gently stroked your hair, his eyes filled with nothing but admiration

"I swear you have a love spell on me herbivore, it's annoying"

Azul ashengrotto

Like riddle he is touch starved, the only affection he received was from he's mama and no one else, so one day when you just go up to him and kiss his cheek his face goes wild red

"heheee look jade azul looks like goldfishie when he's maddd~" Floyd laughed at azul

"Fufufu indeed he does floyd~, dear prefect has quite a strong affect on him" Jade replied with a closed eye smile

"s-shut up! Both of you! Go back to your jobs otherwise I'm cutting off your salary!!" Azul screeched at them, the twins then backed off leaving you with a flushed octopus

"ahem..s-sorry dear prefect ahah.. it's just, you see I'm not very used to physical affection not that I don't enjoy it, no no it's quite the opposite"

"oh I see, well as long as I'm around you'll get used to it!" Azul smiled, satisfied with your answer as he hugged you and patted your back

"I have to go back now, i promise I'll make it up to you after we close the lounge"

"Ooo were gonna go to the aquarium right?"

"yes, since that's what you've been looking forward to, tho I don't understand why?-"

"it's okay azul you don't have to understand everything" azul scoffed at that comment but then patted your head and went back to doing he's work

Kalim AI-Alsim (I have no idea how to write he's name I'm sorry)

You guys are made for eachother like holy shit soulmates all the way, he loves affection, you love affection, perfect match. Jamil is so tired of y'all tho generally feel bad for him it always goes like this:

"KALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMM" you yell running to him

"S/OOOOOOO" he yells back also running to you with he's arms out ready to tackle you, then you both tackle eachother and end up falling on the floor, Jamil in the distance contemplating his entire life like

"why was I born?

Why did I have to see this?

what did I do to deserve this?"

But you two are too preoccupied yelling your guts out

Vil scho....yea hell no I am not even gonna try to write he's last name

Okay this can go one of two ways. 1. He loves the affection but wont necessarily show it or 2. He hates it and will poison you if you don't get tf off him right no-" yeah I'm just kidding that was a joke, he loves it, he isn't touch starved he gets a lot of attention, just not like genuine love so he appreciates the fact that you love him for who he actually is and not because he's popular and pretty, like Leona he'll never admit that outloud but he enjoyes it.

Vil was doing he's makeup Infront of the mirror when you entered his room waving at him from the mirror

"hello dear prefect how are you doing"

"oh I'm doing fine, what about you? Anything new?"

"I'm doing good as well, also not much, except for the fact that epel threw another fit about not wanting to wear the uniform" vil sighed as you laughed

"yeah you'll never get him to wear it that's for sure" you said as you kissed the crown of he's head, vil looked surprised for a moment but he's eyes softened as he continued doing the makeup, he'll never say it outloud but oh how much he loves those faint pecks on he's head

Idia shroud

(my favourite omg 💗😞)

He is the most. Touch starved person in NRC, forget malleus and riddle he takes the cherry on top, so imagine the first time you kiss he's cheek he's hair goes all pink and he's screeching like "AH PREFECT WHAT WHY DID YOU KISS ME?" Don't mind him it's not that he doesn't like it he's just never expirienced it, ever so he's covering his face with his hands while rocking back and forth breathing fast, almost like he's having an asthma attack or something- so when you manage to calm him down he apologises, you of course tell him it's nothing to be sorry of and you two move on, but not Idia, he was thinking of a way to make it up to you, so that's why he took 3 weeks of courage and managed to kiss you on the cheek but then vanished from existence, no one knows where he went, only ortho.

Malleus draconia

He loves you no questions needed, and I'm not really sure if he received any affection? I think he did from Lilia but who knows, what I do know is that when you peck he's lips for a split second he reboots, he's trying to process wtf just happened and then when it hits him it hits him like a train, so he's smiling like little kid Jimmy when he first gets he's bicycle, he asks if he can and kisses you back, the kiss lasting a bit longer, after you said your goodbyes my man was skipping to he's house, he was like a sunshine he was so happy he was like

"Lilia prefect and I shared a kiss"

"oh great that means you must get married now"

"oh really?"

The next day you woke up to the whole nrc being covered in your favourite flowers and you were questioning if this was a ceremony of your funeral or smth. But in all seriousness he loves you. And wants your hand in marriage. N o w .

The end

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #riddle rosehearts #riddle x reader #riddle x mc #riddle x yuu #leona kingscholar #leona x reader #leona x yuu #leona x mc #azul ashengrotto #azul x reader #azul x you #kalim x reader #vil x reader #idia shroud x reader #malleus draconia x reader #x reader #fluff

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theycallmemarcy · 2 months

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stu macher dating headcanons

stu macher x reader

warnings: none.

a/n: this is short but sweet, hope you enjoy it!

always greets you with a kiss on the cheek. no matter where or with who you are.

for date nights, you guys go to a blockbuster to pick a movie, which mostly ends up being a horror movie. the one that you’ve seen the most has been a nightmare on elm street.

stu gets really cuddly watching horror movies, getting comfy with a bowl of popcorn over his lap, because he says that “i can’t trust you with that bowl, you might spill it! you are very jumpy you know?”

to which you tried to prove him wrong once which ended up with popcorn being scattered all over his bed “i told you y/n ! i’m never letting you hold the bowl again” he put on his best puppy pout, but he got up “c'mon don’t worry sweets let's clean it up together” he said as he pecked you on the cheek. once you got every single piece of popcorn back into the bucket, he placed it on his lap, gave you a quick kiss and put his arm around you while hitting play.

you guys are both in charge of buying all party related stuff. you both have defined roles: he buys the booze – because his appearance makes him seem older – and you buy the snacks. Since you both share a love or beer he buys the one you guys drank together for the first time, you asked about it one time and he said “it was the first one we drank together, it's like a little reminder of us” he said giggling. as for snacks, you bought some barbecue chips since those were his favorite, and then you usually got some buttered popcorn along with other snacks. you guys enjoyed doing this together, since you got each other's favorites.

he shares his earbuds with you all the time

since his parents are almost always out of town, you have slept over at stu’s various times. he will call you in a whiny voice every time this happens – “babes, my parents are out again, and i feel so so so lonely, what to keep me company?” you feel his stupid smirk through the phone. “what do I get in return stu?” – “a night full of horror movies and your favorite boyfriend” – “you are my only boyfriend stu” he can hear your giggles through the phone, to which he replies “yeah that’s why I am your favorite!” – “okay i’ll go” you hear him whisper a triumphant yes on the other side “but only if you pick me up!” – “sure thing sweets, i’ll be there in 10”

most of your hangouts include billy and sidney. since she’s your best friend it's just the best that you all get along.

really touchy. stu has to have his hands on you all the time. you guys are at the video store? he wraps his arms around your waist as you browse the horror section. in class ? he always tries to brush his knee against yours. during breaks? he lays his head on your lap. late night drive? he puts his hand on your inner thigh. basically, he needs to be touching you at all times, otherwise he’ll get all whiny.

stu’s a really jealous guy, if he sees any boy near you, especially randy (he thinks you guys are so compatible because you both like horror movies), he’ll immediately wrap his arm around your shoulders and kiss you a bit, he just can’t stand another guy being near you without him around - especially if the guy doest know that you're dating Stu, even though he flaunts you guys’ relationship everywhere.

#scream 1996 #scream #scream movie #stu macher #stu macher x reader #stu macher x you #stu macher x y/n #matthew lillard #matthew lillard x reader

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sunshinesteviee · 1 year

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hi emma! what about a friends to lovers with peter where reader falls asleep on pete’s lap when they’re watching a movie or something and peter just can’t bring himself to wake her up 🥺 and she basically ends up staying the night and it’s all fluffy and cute eeee

heeheh thank u bb ily. fem!reader; wc: 682

Peter wasn’t exactly sure how it’d happened. One minute, you’d been watching a movie together, and the next, you were fast asleep with your head in his lap. It didn’t surprise him that you were asleep; you’d been exhausted from classes and work, but had insisted on your planned movie night when Peter had suggested taking a rain check. He just wasn’t sure how you’d ended up laying in his lap, because you’d originally been leaning against his shoulder. It wasn’t like you never touched (or cuddled, for that matter), but the realization was so unexpected that it sent Peter’s heart racing.

He finally noticed, and placed his hand on your shoulder gently, speaking your name in a whisper, thinking maybe you’d been half-awake. When he received no response, though, he wasn’t sure what to do. Would you want him to let you be, or wake you up? Honestly, he wasn’t sure he had the heart to wake you up with how peaceful you looked fast asleep. Peter knew how hard you’d been working lately, knew how desperately you needed a good sleep, and decided there was no harm in letting you sleep for a bit.

Reaching for the remote, Peter turned down the volume of the TV a bit and then grabbed a blanket behind him to lay over you. He ran warm, so he almost never used it, but knew you tended to be the opposite, and didn’t want you to wake up because you were cold. Once it was tucked around you, Peter’s hand returned to your arm, his thumb tracing short lines over the curve of your shoulder as he gazed down at you.

The movie one was one you’d chosen, so he wasn’t exactly interested, even though he’d agreed to watch it. And it became even harder to focus on it with you asleep in his lap. He didn’t want to be weird, but it was hard not to stare with how pretty you looked; your eyelashes kissing your cheeks, your hair falling into your face, lips parted slightly. After a moment, Peter tentatively placed his hand on your head, fingers slipping into your hair as his thumb brushed back and forth over your temple gently.

It wasn’t until the movie was nearly over that Peter realized how long he’d spent watching you instead of the movie. How long he’d played with your hair or traced small shapes into your skin. Quite honestly, he could do it forever, but you’d woken up just minutes before the movie ended, eyes blinking heavily as the credits began flashing across the screen.

Letting out a soft groan, you shifted so you could see Peter, “Aw man. I slept through the whole thing?”

Realizing you were awake, Peter’s hand flew up from your hair to scratch at the back of his neck, trying to be as nonchalant as he possibly could. “Oh, um, yeah. I guess so.”

You weren’t oblivious to the soft pink on his cheeks, the way his eyes went wide, “Sorry for falling asleep on you. Literally and figuratively.”

Peter let out a nervous breath — something like a laugh — and shook his head, “That’s okay. I didn’t mind. Really.”

“Okay,” you replied with the same nervous giggle that quickly turned into a yawn. “I should, um... should probably get going back to my place.”

“Stay!” Peter blurted before he could think it through, “I mean, if you want. You can stay. It’s late. Don’t want you out there by yourself. You can stay here.”

Heat rose to your cheeks as you scrambled to sit up, pulling the blanket Peter had tucked around you with you, “Are you sure? Don’t want to intrude.”

“Positive,” Peter smiled, seeming much more confident. “We can even watch the movie again, if you want. I’m gonna be honest… I wasn’t paying much attention to it either.”

You weren’t sure exactly what you meant, but the look Peter was giving you caused butterflies to erupt in your stomach, so you nodded and scooted in closer, leaning back into Peter, “That sounds nice.”

#peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter parker blurb #peter parker fluff #peter parker oneshot #8k celebration #blurbs #my blurbs #peter blurbs

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the-iceni-bitch · 2 years

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How Sweet it is When You Steal It

Kinktober Day IV: Stepcest

Pairing: himbo!stepbrother Jake Jensen x kinda gray!stepsister reader

Words: ~2.1k

Summary: Jake can’t take a hint.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (lots of teasing, fingering, handjob, unprotected vaginal sex, shower sex, cream pie), Jake is awkward and adorable and so dumb, bug smooshing, SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: He’s so cute and stupid, I wuv him!!

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“Hi Jakey!”

“Hi pumpki-in.” Jake almost swallowed his tongue when he looked up to greet you and choked at the sight of you in your adorable little cheerleader outfit, wishing he could curse as an unbelievable amount of lewd teasing started coming through his headset. “How was the game?”

“Oh shit, the cheerleader uniform?” He was going to kill all of them the next time he saw them, but Colin was definitely going first. “Take a fucking picture, Jay. How short is the skirt? Like, does she have to bend over at all for you to see panties?”

“Shut up, asshole.” Jake snarled into his mic as he tried to smile at you, whimpering when you opened the fridge and bent over so he got a full view of the panties all the guys were so interested in.

“It was good, we won!” You practically skipped over to the couch and sat on the back of it right next to his head, like, he wouldn’t even have to stretch if he wanted to nibble on your thigh. “How is your game going?”

“Tell her it was going fine until your cocktease of a stepsister showed up, Jensen.” And Drysdale was next, he was going to get creative with it too. “For fuck’s sake man, just let her suck your cock like she’s so obviously creamy for so we can quit having all these interruptions.”

“It’s good, we’ve done this run before.” He sucked in a harsh breath when you swung one leg over the back of the couch so your cotton covered pussy was right in front of his face, but that was a bad idea because then the scent of you was filling his lungs and Paul was asking if this was better or worse than the time you’d crawled into his lap wearing nothing but your panties and sleep cami while you watched a scary movie and he wanted to die. “Sorry I missed it. You wanna go get some food?”

“No, I’m all sweaty, I’m gonna go take a shower.” Jake was so happy you couldn’t hear all the suggestions his friends were making about exactly what he should feed you, and really hoped that the heat in his face didn’t mean he was beet red when you hopped off the couch and stretched. “But maybe we can order some Korean or something when I’m done?”

“Yeah, okay.” The way his voice cracked at the end of his sentence when you pulled your top off in full view of him was painful, and then he almost wrenched his neck snapping his vision away from you so he didn’t see anything while the idiots in his headset speculated about what exactly you were doing to torture him now. “All of you shut up! You’re so goddamn stupid, let just do this run.”

“You’re the stupid one, Jensen.” Lance could fuck right off. “Your little pumpkin stepsister is basically presenting her pussy to you on a silver platter and you’re too chickenshit to do anything about it.”

“Yeah, she’s my stepsister, asshole.” He took a long gulp of his slurpee to try to calm down. “She’s not presenting her… herself to me, you’re all just perverts.”

“Oh, she’s not?” Fucking Andy now, his kill list was getting long. “Let’s review; we already mentioned the almost naked lap sitting. There’s also the constant asking if she’s not wearing enough to go out in public, her begging to sleep in your bed because of thunderstorms, the seeming inability to go without touching you for more than ten seconds in the same room, oh that very unsisterly kiss she gave you at the Christmas party last year that she justified with mistletoe. Did I miss anything?”

“The masturbating.” Jake hated that he could hear Ari’s amusement when he growled over the headset.

“Ah yes, the masturbating! Do you think she bought the loudest vibrator on the planet on purpose, Jake? Or that she really can’t help but moan and pant and sob like a damn pornstar when she knows you’re in the next room?”

Jake was about to tell them all they could fuck each other when he heard you shriek, cursing when he spilled his slurpee all over himself as he rose to his feet in a rush as he ripped off the headset before charging towards the bathroom. He almost tore the door off the hinges when you screamed again, his eyes wild when he saw you cowering in the corner completely naked but barely registered it.

“What? What the fuck happened?” He couldn’t keep his eyes in one place as he tried to figure out what had made you scream like that. “Are you hurt!?”

“There’s a spider…spider!” You pointed towards the bathtub and yelped when he ripped the shower curtain open. “It’s so big, and it jumped! Kill it, Jakey!”

Normally Jake would have just scooped the thing up with a newspaper and taken it outside, but you were damn near hysterical. So he apologized under his breath before grabbing some toilet paper and smooshing the dime sized house spider that had the misfortune of terrifying you, then flushed his victim down the toilet.

“You scared the shit out of me, pumpkin, I thought someone came in the wind… fuck.” He suddenly realized how very naked you were, naked and curvy and smooth and very close to him in his tiny bathroom. “I’ll leave you to it, then!”

“You’re my hero, Jakey! Wait!” You stepped in front of the door when he tried to leave, biting your lip and batting your eyelashes at him as you stepped even closer to him and sighed softly. “You’re all sticky, we need to get you out of these clothes.”

“Wha-what?!” This was so bad, your parents were going to kill him, he still didn’t stop you when you started to peel his shirt over his head, just swallowing thickly and raising his arms to help you out while he mumbled stupidly. “I spilled my slurpee.”

“Oh no.” So, so bad, but your fingers felt so nice trailing over his skin before you started to undo his jeans. “And it soaked through, let’s get you in the shower.”

“Okay.” He was in shock, that was it, he just let you pull him after you as you turned on the water. “Together?”

“Mmhm.” God, now you were wet and lathering up your hands and maybe he was dead? Maybe he had slipped when he ran into the bathroom and cracked his skull open and he was dead. He couldn’t decide if he was in heaven or hell though. “We’ll save water.”

“That’s good.” Your hands were on him and he decided it was heaven. “Responsible.”

“It sure is, we’ll get so much cleaner too, help each other get to those hard to reach places.” Fuck, you were getting lower and he was pretty sure he was about to bust like a virgin. “Mmm, you’re so big, Jakey, you want me to help?”

“Yes. Oh fuck.” He groaned when you wrapped your soapy hands around his achingly hard dick and started stroking, choking your grip under his tip and stepping closer so you could rub your nose over his throat. “God, that feels good.”

“Good, I just want you to feel good, Jakey.” You whined as you nibbled at his jaw, looking at him with big pleading eyes that he wanted to fall into. “Don’t you want me to feel good? Want to help me get those hard to reach spots clean?”

“If you need me to.” He only hesitated for a second before soaping up his own hands and sliding one down between your legs, groaning when he slipped a finger between your warm pussy lips and felt you throb for him. “I’ll get you so clean.”

“I know you will, oh Jake.” You tilted your head back and whimpered when he found your clit, stroking him faster as he petted your cunt while his other hand rested on your waist. “My tits need to get clean too, Jakey.”

He was pretty sure he was going to do whatever you wanted him to do from this moment forward, ducking to press his lips to yours and groan as the hand that wasn’t circling your swollen clit came up to gently cup your tit. You were so soft, and your kiss tasted so sweet, and he didn’t even care that his friends were going to give him all kinds of shit if they ever found out about this.

“Jake, oh! I want you inside me.” You nibbled on his bottom lip as you begged him, smiling when he practically sobbed into your mouth when he felt warm cream from your cunt gush all over his fingers. “Don’t you want it, Jakey? It’s so good, my pussy is so tight and soft and warm, I know you’ve thought about it, seen how hard you get when I do my stretches or cuddle with you. Please fuck my little pussy, I want it.”

And that broke him, a tortured growl leaving his lips before he turned you around and pressed your body against the cool tile of the shower. He just grabbed your ass cheeks and spread you open then shoved his cock inside you, tucking his face into your shoulder and groaning at how fucking tight you were before he started rutting into you wildly.

“God, yes! Oh god, fuck my little pussy, Jakey. Just like that, so fucking deep.” You whined when he wrapped a hand around your throat and tilted your head back so he could smash his lips to yours, gasping every time his hips smacked against your ass as your cunt clenched around him. “Tell me how good it feels, Jake. How you’re gonna fuck my tiny hungry pussy like it’s never been fucked. You gonna beat my pussy up, Jakey?”

“Shit, yeah. Gonna fuck this pussy so good.” He couldn’t even make himself care anymore, smacking your ass and growling when you yelped into his mouth. “Yeah, you fucking love that, don’t you? Pussy so fucking tight.”

“I do, I love it, want you to tear my pussy up, Jakey, ruin me.” You whined when he ducked to bite your neck, your eyes fluttering closed when he squeezed your throat tighter and slapped your ass as your whole body shook. “Right there, oh fuck, Jake. You’re fucking my pussy soooo good, gonna make me squirt all over that big dick. Make it your pussy.”

“Jesus fucking Christ, pumpkin.” If he wasn’t already dead you were going to kill him for sure. “It’s my fucking pussy, now make her come for me.”

You screamed when he drove into you harder and his balls slapped against your clit, sagging in his grip and squirting all over him while you spasmed violently through your orgasm. He couldn’t stop moving though, still thrusting his cock into your fluttering cunt mindlessly while you whined and arched your back so he could keep hitting that perfect spot even though you were on the verge of collapse.

“Come in your pussy, please, Jakey. Fill your fucking pussy, do it. Oh fuck, fill it, please…” you were babbling but he loved it, moving his lips back to yours and swallowing your noises greedily as he snarled.

“Gonna do it, keep my pussy full all the fucking time.” He felt the muscles of his core growing tight and growled into your mouth. “You want it, don’t you? Wanna walk around with my cum dribbling out of this pretty little cunt every damn day?”

“Yeah, I want it, Jake.” You could feel him starting to lose it and rose on your tiptoes as you whimpered. “Need it, need your cum. Give it to me.”

Jake practically lifted you off the ground when his orgasm ripped through his body, hooking your knee over his elbow so he could hold you open as his hips jerked against your ass while he pumped you full of his thick, warm cum. You mewled and keened as your pussy milked him dry, letting him bounce you on his cock and bite your lips as he emptied himself into you.

“Jesus fuck, pumpkin.” He kept cradling you in his arms even after he was finished, rubbing his nose against yours and breathing heavily as he let the warm water wash over the two of you. “I really am a fucking idiot.”

“Just a little.” You grinned and bit your lip as you gazed at him, sighing when he slid out of you as he held you close. “But it’s okay, I like himbos. Why don’t we finish up and then I’ll suck your dick while you play CoD.”

#natalie writes #natalie’s kinktober 2022 #kinktober 2022 #jake jensen #jake jensen x fem!reader #jake jensen x y/n #jake jensen x you #jake jensen one shot #jake jensen smut #jake jensen x reader #chris evans #chris evans smut #chris evans character #tw stepcest #eighteen and over #eighteen plus

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m1tsuyadarling · 2 years

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Roommate Shinichiro♡

Shinichiro x fem reader

Warning: NSFW content! Latina/ Hispanic coded reader, Pussydrunk shin, Handjob, pussyjob, sub Shinichiro, and I think that it- also this is my first time ever writing smut so please bare with me😭 [fluff at the end<3]

Being roommates with you didn't really help his case with you. Shin could've swore that he felt his heart skip a beat when he first saw who his new roommate was.

The first day you and shin met up at a cafe to talk about the situation, Shin felt like he was about to pass out.

Gosh you're so beautiful. He couldn't keep his eyes off you when he first saw you. Just everything about you had him in a trance. Your eyes, lips, voice, basically everything about you. Oh and let's not talk about the way you say his name and your laugh, he loves it when you laugh at his jokes.

Shinichiro was head over heels for you. He would talk about you to his friends all the time which had them a little annoyed because of how often he talks about you.

He started having a crush on you a week after you moved in the apartment. You were just so sweet that it had him weak in the knees. He just wishes that you give him a chance.

Today was a Saturday night, you left to go out with a friend for dinner. Which meant that Shinichiro had the apartment all to himself. The moment you step foot out the door, he quickly makes his way to his room. He laid down on his bed and took a deep breath. Quickly taking out his cock from his sweatpants he shakily started stroking his cock with his hand. He let out a whine from the feeling, he could feel his cheeks heat up as he started going faster.

He lets out loud whines and moans and felt like he was close.

"Fuck!- shit y/nnn" He says while desperately trying to reach for his high. Gosh how he wishes it was you who was stroking his dick right now. He throws his head back against the pillow as thick white ropes shoot from his swollen tip. He pants as he tries to catch his breath.

"Love moaning out my name huh?" He jolts up and sees you standing by the doorway. He blushes in embarrassment and he could feel himself go hard again by the thought of you catching him touching himself.

"Y-y/n? I-I thought you went out!"

"Well that was the plan, but my friend had something important coming up so we had to reschedule." He quickly covers his lap with his covers as you eyed him.

"Eh? Getting hard again shin" He curses at himself when he sees the tent under the covers.

"I-"

"You wouldn't mind if I helped you out for a bit?" You ask while walking towards him. He felt his mouth go dry when you crawl towards him and you were both face to face.

"So?"

He quickly shakes his head and you chuckle. You removed the covers that was covering his lower half and saw how hard he was.

"Wow your big"

He blushes at your words.

"So blowjob or handjob?" He turns red by your question and looks away.

"C'mon look at me shin~"

"I-I um.."

"It's fine take your time" gosh you were going to be the death of him.

"Handjob" He whispers out but also loud enough for you to hear.

"K then~♡"

He whimpers when he feels your hand wrapped around his cock.

"You okay?"

"Mhm~" you smile seeing him desperately jerking his hips up into your hand.

"Please, I wanna cum again" He whines out. And who were you to deny when he looks so fucking cute right now?

You shush him up with a kiss which he hurriedly returns back. You slip your tongue in and he moans into your mouth. You then start moving your hands and he moans into your mouth.

You started kissing his neck while gliding your hang up and down his length. He throws his head back letting a whine fall off his lips.

"Fuck! Mmm close"

"Yeah?"

"Mhm!"

You can see his tip leaking and you started speeding up your movement. His eyes rolled to the back of his head while moans spilled from his mouth. Thighs trembling, shin pulled you closer to him and into a kiss. Seconds later cum shoots out from his leaking cock with a loud moan.

Sweat was glistening from his forehead and after catching his breath he gets flustered knowing what just happened.

"You sound really cute shin" you tease, making him whine. You get up from his bed but he quickly grabs your wrist.

"Mm?"

"You didn't cum"

"Oh, it's fine-" you yelp when he pushes you on your back. He spreads your legs and looks up to you for permission. You nod and he hurriedly slides off your shorts and panties. He feels weak at the sight of your pussy.

He then quickly buries his face into your cunt and you hum at the feeling of his tongue working on your sweet folds.

"Such a good boy shin"

You say while he eats your pussy like a starved man. Tongue lapping at your folds and soon he starts suckling your clit.

You moan while tugging on his hair. You started grinding on his tongue and you could feel that you were close.

"Shit- ah!" You moan out.

Seconds later you came on his face. Shinichiro happily drank up all your cum and when he looked up you could see his chin covered in slick and cum.

You grab his face and pull him into yet another kiss which he happily returns back.

"If you ever need help, just tell me" you say and he chuckles.

"Same goes to you"

It Was quiet for a moment until Shinichiro finally decided to shoot his shot.

"Um y/n?"

"Yes?"

"I- well…." You patiently waited for him to let out his sentence. He looks away from your gaze and sighs.

"I have liked you for the past 5 months…and I was wondering if you wanted..to be my girlfriend." He prepares himself for the worst but was met with a small giggle.

"Oh gosh! I'm happy you also feel the same way!" His eyes widen and he quickly whips his head to look at you.

"Huh?!"

"I also like you too, dummy! What? you think I'll go give my roommate a handjob if I don't like them?"

"So you like me?" He still couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"Yes, and also yes on the girlfriend part." Shinichiro pulls you into a hug which you return back.

"Fuck you don't know how happy I am right now"

Shinichiro totally didn't expect his night to end up like this but hey, he's not complaining.

First time writing smut so I hope it wasn't bad🥲

#tokyo revengers #latina reader!#Hispanic reader!#tokyo revengers shinichiro #shinichiro sano #sano shinichiro #shinichiro x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyorev smut #shinichiro smut #sub tokyo revengers

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texas-writes · 6 months

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Remember Summer Days

Every year you were in college you studied abroad for the second half of the year. As a cultural studies major you had been sent to many interesting places, including Hong Kong, Iran, and Iceland. Your senior year was no different, but a pit settled in your stomach nonetheless when your professor had informed you that you were selected to go to Japan.

The days leading up to your departure felt like a fever dream. A haze of chaos and doubts. A convoluted hope clinging to the back of your mind. When you finally reach your host family's house (the nearby campus had no available dorms) you’re surprised to find that the woman hosting you is American. She politely introduces herself to you as Holly and then leads you to your room, showing you around your temporary home in the process.

You had ended up passing out of the futon in your room, finally being overtaken by the stress and jet lag. Holly wakes you up some time later, I forming you that dinner is ready and her son will be home from work too.

You’re shocked to see the spread of Japanese food before you. So she wasn’t kidding when she had said she knew what she was doing. You and Holly chat back and forth about nothing while you begin fixing your plates to give her son time to return, and sure enough he’s back before you’re done plating your udon.

“Mom! I’m home,” a familiar voice calls, but you can’t quite place it.

“Hi Jojo! We’re in the dining room. We waited on you.”

“Oh is the exchange student finally-“ as he opens the door, drawing your attention, allowing him to see your face for the first time in more than three years, he drops his bag and rushes towards you, his arms outstretched.

You rise and open your arms to him as well, taking him into your arms and squeezing him like you’ll never let go.

“Oh! You kids know each other,” Holly questions, a confused look furrowing her brows.

“Yeah, she was traveling with the old man and I when we were in Egypt.”

“Okay,” she replies cheerfully, returning her attention to her plate.

When you finally pull away from Jotaro you have to fight the urge to kiss him then and there, so you ignore each other. Eating dinner silently, the silence was suffocating. You wanted nothing more than to be in his arms again, but if things went right, you’d have half a year with him. The thought thrilled you.

After dinner you had gone to finish unpacking, falling into bed when you were done. A rumbling in your chest startles you and you look over to see Star Platinum crouching beside your stand, Dark Lady, scratching the top of her head as she rubbed her cheek on his knee. You hadn’t used your stand hardly at all since you had left Egypt. You had almost completely forgotten about her.

After just a few more minutes of Star’s petting you had drifted off to sleep, leaving Star Platinum dozing in the corner with Dark Lady already curled up in his lap, purring in her sleep.

The next week you’re too busy with school to see much of Jotaro, but Star Platinum came to you every night, wrapping his massive body around yours, holding you while you slept, while Dark Lady spent the night curled up beside Jotaro’s head.

Finally that Saturday you and him were both completely free. He had taken you out to lunch and the two of you had ended up laying on the floor in his room, staring up at the ceiling and catching up.

You were hesitant with each other, only sparing the most chaste of touches, fingers drifting together only to repel like magnets. Love for him still pulled at your chest, but you were basically strangers again.

This time you had made the first move, letting yourself into Jotaro’s room in the middle of the night and putting yourself in Dark Lady’s place. He was surprised to find you there the next morning, but it wasn’t an unpleasant one.

It was then that he kissed you for the first time since you had parted all those years ago. It was still familiar, the way his lips pressed against yours, your tongue running along his lower lip before pushing past his teeth to explore his mouth. He moaned softly at the new sensation and pulled away, rolling you to face him before kissing you again, gripping your thigh with his large hand and leading your leg to rest on his hip.

You move to rest on top of him, your legs straddling one of his massive thighs. He had grown since you had seen him last, he was larger than you before, but now he was a giant in every way possible. One of his hands comes up to tangle in your hair and pull you closer to him while the other guides your hips to roll against him.

The sensation sends jolts through your body, making Jotaro want nothing more than to join his body with yours, but he wants to savor it as well. He wants to take it slow, so he starts by pulling your shorts to the side so that there’s nothing dividing you from his leg. He uses the rolling of your hips and the rippling of his muscles to get you to the edge of an orgasm. When he feels your legs trembling on either side of his, he grabs you by the waist, rolling you onto your back and shoving his face between your legs.

His mouth was warm against your dripping cunt, the wet ministrations of his tongue soothing the ache that the friction of riding his leg had spread through your clit. First he focuses his attention on your entrance, his tongue feeling around and making you squirm, small whimpers falling from your lips whenever the tip of his nose bumped against your clit.

He then replaces his tongue with his fingers, gently pushing two inside you and curling them gently. His mouth then goes to your clit, lapping at it with fervor before wrapping his lips around you and sucking, making you bite down on the back of your hand to muffle your cries as your legs widen to give him more space.

This time, when your legs begin shaking, he ignores it, pushing you further and further until your trembling thighs are squeezing his head, your hands clawing at his shoulders, desperately trying to get away from the stimulation he was bringing you. He finally pulls away when you let out a choked sob and pull his hair so hard his eyes water. When he looks up at you his hair is a spiky mess and his chin is glistening with your juices.

“C’mere,” you urge, tugging his arm to encourage him to come towards you.

Jotaro obliges and you lock you lips with his, not caring how strongly they taste of your essence. You slide your hand in the waistband of his boxers to rest on his hip, encouraging him to remove them.

He does, and before you can guide him, he’s already on top of you, sliding in and letting his cock get used to the feeling of being inside you again. He revels in every second of it, the way you whisper his name, the way you move against him, the feeling of your tongue in his mouth. It’s too much for him to bear and before he can stop himself he’s pounding into you, kneading the flesh of your thighs as he uses them for leverage. He allows himself to relax, his primal grunts becoming weak moans as he ruts into you.

You whine as he pulls one of your legs against his chest, adjusting his angle slightly so that he’s rubbing against your clit with every thrust. As you reach your second orgasms, he pulls out, cumming across your stomach and falling into place beside you.

“I still love you Jojo,” you whisper, bumping your forehead against his.

“I still love you too,” he replies, pulling a quilt over the both of you. “Now let’s get some rest.”

When Holly comes in to tell Jotaro that dinner’s ready, she finds the two of you to be a tangle of limbs and the quilt, but chooses to ignore it for her own sake.

#smut #jjba #jojos bizarre adventure #angst #jotaro x reader #fanfic #stardust crusaders #Starcrossed Crusaders

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geeks-universe · 2 years

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risHi!! Can you do a Spencer Reid x reader fluff where she gets super nervous before sex and he basically reassures and they end up just watching a movie or something

There wasn’t much in the world you’d consider to be better than kissing Spencer. He was so gentle, and with the barest of contact, he could say so much. The past few months, it had quickly become one of your favorite things to do.

There was, however, a downside.

One that was very quickly becoming apparent.

Spencer had pulled you into his lap, his lips moving with a newfound fervor. It wasn’t unusual for kissing sessions to take a steamy turn, but you hadn’t actually had sex together yet, and he’d never seemed to push it.

Tonight, however, with the way his hands were beginning to wander your body hungrily, you knew where this would inevitably lead.

You wanted to have sex with Spencer. You really, really did. God, how could you not? Your body screamed for his touch, and your soul begged to be closer and closer and closer until there was no distance between the both of you. But something held you back.

Maybe it was anxiety from previous relationships, or maybe you just didn’t feel like it was the right time. You were having difficulty determining why your stomach churned at the thought when Spencer was biting at your pulse point and pressing your body into his.

The point remained, however.

Your thoughts were clouding the pleasure, and while you were trying to get lost in the moment, it was hard to focus on anything other than the rising anxiety. Your body stiffened, and Spencer, ever aware of your every move, noticed the change in demeanor immediately.

Your cheeks flushed red when he leveled you with a curious stare.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, leaning back even further. “Are you comfortable?”

“I am,” you assured him, wanting to bury your face in the couch cushions. “It’s nothing.”

It was not nothing, and you both knew it. Still, your tongue felt heavy with the thought of having to voice your opinions aloud.

“(Y/N),” he sighed, cautiously running his hand through your hair. “You know you can tell me anything.”

“I just...” you paused thoughtfully, chewing your lip as you mustered the courage.

It had never been difficult for you to talk to Spencer but you felt... embarrassed? It didn’t particularly make sense, but you knew there wasn’t any reason to feel nervous about having sex with Spencer. He was a perfect gentleman, always so kind and respectful.

You wanted to share that part of yourself with him, you just... couldn’t. Not yet.

“I don’t think I’m ready for...”

His eyes lit up with understanding, and he immediately retracted his wandering hands back to safer territory.

“Okay,” he nodded a bit awkwardly. “Okay, that’s okay.”

“Yeah?” You inquired nervously, looking up at him from under your lashes.

The tension in his body dissipated immediately.

“Absolutely.”

There was not even a trace of dishonesty, and the breath of relief you released made you feel significantly better.

“Can we still... cuddle?” You asked gently, hoping he would still hold you.

You knew Spencer wasn’t the kind of person who just wanted you for sex, but you still felt obligated to ask.

He answered you with the sweetest smile.

“I’ll grab the blankets, you get the ice cream, we can have a whole marathon.”

Already, you had forgotten about your uneasiness and felt a sense of peace settle over you. You couldn’t have possibly asked for a better partner.

#spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #soft boi #much love

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uglypastels · 2 years

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eddie teaching you how to play the guitar or just showing off his skills to you

I am literally obsessed with this <3 thank you so much for the request.

no explicit warnings. swearing? implied mentions of past sexual activity, but nothing actually happens. pure fluff. Eddie + guitar = deadly combo I will never get over. didn't proofread coz I´m too excited.

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'Penny for your thoughts?' Eddie asked, mumbling against your ear as he played with your hair. The two of you were tangled in each other in his bed, warm and safe under the covers as the rain hit the roof of the trailer, filling up the otherwise silent room.

'Your guitar.' You answered honestly. It was hanging next to the bed and from your position, you could directly look at it. Eddie glanced at the instrument when you mentioned it.

'What about it, sweetheart?' He kissed the top of your head.

'I just think it's so cool that you know how to play it.' It truly was. You weren't completely tone-deaf and could form a simple melody on the piano your dad had kept in his study, but to play the guitar as Eddie could… you absolutely adored listening to him play. The way his fingers moved over the strings, well it made you feel things that you couldn't explain. And, of course, Eddie was very well aware of it. He enjoyed riling you up, sitting in his bed strumming a little tune, mumbling some words to a song you didn't know but we're happy to listen to because it was him, and then he would put away his guitar, make you come sit in his lap and–

'Baby?' He chuckled as you blinked slowly, coming back to reality.

'Huh?'

'I asked if you would like me to teach you?' You looked up at him in excitement, would he really let you? That guitar was his most prized possession and you had never seen anyone besides Eddie touch it. Not his uncle, not his bandmates… and now he would let you play it?

'Are you sure?' you asked apprehensively, but Eddie was already wiggling out of your embrace to get up. You watched him stand and reach for the guitar, removing it from its showcase between the bookshelves. He picked up the guitar gently and swiftly got back into bed with you.

'Of course, I'm sure. Here.' He handed you the guitar as he got comfortable in his spot behind you. 'Hold your hand like this.' He took your hand in his, placing it appropriately on the neck of the guitar. Then he pulled the chain on his neck over his head, giving you the pick that was hanging at the end of it. He showed you how to hold it, and simulated the movement of your hand so you would bring it across the strings. Obviously, the guitar wasn't plugged so there was not much sound to it.

'Ok, so we got six strings here,' he let his fingers strum each string one by one. 'The thickest one, on top, that is the sixth string, and it goes down to the thinnest, one.'

'Or it goes up from one to six?' you quizzed.

'It depends on how you look at it, yeah.' Eddie laughed as he put his head on your shoulder so he could look at the guitar. 'But for this one, you'll only need the top 3 strings.'

'What song are you teaching me, Edmund?' You were a bit nervous to see what he would pick as you knew how Eddie was a bit of an overachiever when it came to things he did, so maybe he would expect you to be an immediate success at playing and give you some hard song.

'You like the Beatles, right?'

'You know I do,' you rolled your eyes.

'Well, good, cause Lennon had a knack for making very easy but catchy riffs, the bastard.' He growled lightly in fake annoyance, making you giggle as his voice tickled at your skin. 'How about you just play the strings and I'll do the chords, hmm?'

'So basically, you'll do all the hard work?' You looked over at him, his face so close you could touch noses, so you quickly did exactly that.

'Have a problem with that, baby?' He nudged your nose back, scrunching his lightly. You didn't have a problem with it, but it wasn't exactly learning how to play the guitar, was it? So that is exactly what you asked him a second later.

'Maybe not, but we got to take it step by step. Remember, this shit took me like half my life to get.' It was true, Eddie had found his passion for music when he was very young, immediately deciding that the guitar was the go-to. He managed to buy his first guitar when he was 9, a shitty second-hand thing where the strings kept coming off, no matter how well he tied them. He had taken on job after job to afford his beautiful B.C. Rick Warlock, but even that older guitar was still somewhere in his guitar. He would never get rid of that.

So he let go of your hand that was holding onto the neck of the guitar. 'So what you will do is play the sixth string.' You tugged the pick over the string and Eddie smiled. 'Exactly like that, baby. Do it again.' Just like this, one string after another, he gave you a simple pattern to follow until you could remember the order by yourself, combined with the actual timing of when they should be played. As you got the hang of it, Eddie played the other side of the guitar, applying the right chord for you so it actually sounded like John Lennon had intended.

'Wait, this is Day Tripper, isn't it?' you realised as the riff finally came together from start to finish. You had managed to play a cohesive and recognisable piece of music! (Or, did half the work of it, at least).

'Not that hard then, is it?' Eddie asked, again peppering a few kisses over the side of your face and shoulders. Something about having you in his arms, playing his guitar, made him fall for you even further than he imagined he could. He had known, very early on into your relationship, that he was head over heels in love with you, but now, seeing that gorgeous smile on your face as you managed to get the grip on the chords right under his instruction… Seeing how proud you looked when you got it right and looked at him for confirmation… he could imagine spending the rest of his life like this. Not only teaching you plenty of other songs, maybe next time some of his own favourites… but he imagined himself sitting on a couch, in a nice house, sitting with your kids and teaching them how to play one day.

You had said something, but he was so far away and deep into his thoughts, that he had missed it. With the tip of your nose, you poked his cheek, bringing him back to reality.

'Penny for your thoughts?' You asked, repeating his question from an hour ago. He just smiled, tightening his embrace of you.

'I love you.'

'Well, that was a waste of a penny,' you teased, immediately receiving Eddies.

'Oh, so what now, my love isn't good enough for you?' He took the guitar from your hands and gently placed it against the bookshelf before grabbing you in his arms and dropping you onto the bed underneath him. A fit of giggles filled the room as he tickled you, ignoring your begging for mercy.

It was another perfect night to add to the picture books.

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♡︎ The First Kiss

During a game of truth or dare; the members find out that one of them has yet to have their first kiss. Being as close as they are, they all offer themselves up as their first kiss but ultimately are denied - well except for him. He's the exception.

──❥ pairing: jisung x felix

──❥ length: 1.8k

──❥ warnings: idol au, pining, suggestive, mentions of alcohol, shy boys, pretty fluffy, the color system

──❥ note: the characters don't represent real idols; this is a work of fiction intended for entertainment purposes only. this in no way represents nor reflects real life. this work has been cross posted to ao3 under the username thishippie kid.

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To say the members were drunk would be a pretty accurate statement; soju bottles littered the living room floor along with the members who had ended up on the floor in a semi-circle playing a game of truth or dare. "Lix, truth or dare?" The leader asked, words slurring together as he reached for his bottle of water near the couch. "Dare" the younger was laying across Lee Know and Seungmin's laps, the older of the two tying his hair into two little pigtails while the younger tugged on the drawstring holding up his sweatpants. "I dare you to kiss... Hyunjin on the mouth for at least ten seconds" his eyes narrowed into slits and he had an evil-looking smirk plastered on his face. Hyunjin faked a gasp, clutching the nonexistent pearls around his neck like the drama king he was; Felix giggled and crawled over to the older, straddling his thighs once he was close enough. Hyunjin immediately wrapped his arms around the younger's waist and pulled him closer, both of them giggling as they leaned in towards each other. The other members watched intently; Jisung recording the interaction on his phone to use as blackmail later. When their lips finally met the two giggled into the kiss, immediately swirling their tongues together naturally. The kiss only lasted 15 seconds before Felix fell backwards off Hyunjin's lap laughing hysterically.

Felix rolled back to his spot between Chan and Seungmin, catching his breath before he continued the game; he glanced around the room trying to decide who the next victim was going to be. His eyes landed on his almost birthday twin and he smirked; "Hannie, truth or dare?" Jisung looked up from his phone "Uh.. truth" Felix thought for a moment; he wanted to think of a really good question to ask the other but in his drunken state the best he could come up with was "When and who was your first kiss?" The other members broke out into oohs and aahs; Jisung on the other hand blushed deep red, his cheeks burning up. "I uh.. haven't had my first kiss yet" he admitted shyly; he kept his eyes on the floor. Changbin placed a hand on his upper back gently, "You really never kissed anyone?" Jisung shook his head, too embarrassed to look up at any of the members. "Do you want one of us to kiss you?" Chan asked softly. When Jisung didn't say anything, Felix decided to confess something to the group in hopes it would make Jisung feel better; "You know Hannie, Hyunjin is my first kiss." Jisung looked up, his eyes large in shock. "Yeah... when Hyunjin and I shared a room in the trainee dorm we were talking about our school life and I just told him that I never kissed anyone." Hyunjin moved closer to Jisung and continued where Felix left off; "So I asked him if I could kiss him and he said sure." Jisung looked between Felix and Hyunjin; never would he have imagined that Felix's first kiss what Hyunjin.

"It's not a huge deal Hannie, it's just a kiss. The real first time you should be concerned with is your first time having sex" Chan mentions after a few moments of them all sitting in silence. "Wait Channie have you..." Seungmin asks, his voice cracking slightly in surprise. "Not all the way, but I've uh done... stuff you know. Like touching and... yeah just like the basics." Lee Know coughed as he took a shot of soju suspiciously. Changbin smirks, "You okay... stuff" he asks with a chuckle causing the older to choke on the drink and Chan to turn red like a fire truck. "I appreciate the offer but... I think it would be weird to kiss one of you guys. We're like family you know?" Jisung interrupts. Felix crawls over to him and into his lap, snuggling him; "You don't have to Hannie, but if you ever do. The offer still stands for as long as you want it to." The members all nod in agreement; a few of them yawning and squirming in an attempt to stay awake. Even though it was nearly 3 in the morning, Jisung didn't feel tired; nor did he feel drunk anymore, so when the others began making their way to their rooms; he stayed and helped Felix clean up. Like Jisung, Felix also wasn't tired and he had sobered up nearly all the way by now.

"So Hyunjin really just asked you if he could kiss you?" Jisung asked after a while. "Mhm, he just straight up asked and I wasn't opposed to the idea so I said sure." Jisung considered his words; he made it seem so easy, made it seem like your first kiss really wasn't as big a deal as he initially thought. "So did he just like, walk up and kiss you or?" Felix paused to think back to that day, "We were both laying in bed when he asked so I'm pretty sure he just climbed into my bed and kissed me. I don't really remember, it wasn't a big deal though. It was just a small peck on the lips; we didn't fully kiss each other until after we moved into this dorm." Jisung dropped the trash bag he was holding, wincing a little when he heard the clanging of glass. "What do you mean fully kiss?" The hair on the back of Jisung's neck stood at attention; surely kissing was just touching each other's lips right? "Well, a peck is just pressing your lips against the others quickly. Kissing fully is like... moving your lips against theirs and occasionally using tongue. It's kind of hard to explain, you'd have to do it yourself to really understand it." Jisung moved and gently pushed the smaller boy against the wall that connected the entryway to the living room "Show me" Felix let out a small whine when he felt his back hit the wall; his eyes locking onto Jisung's when his words finally registered in his mind. "What?" Jisung could feel his ears turning red, he took a step back and bit his lower lip softly.

"Please Lix... will you be my first kiss?"

A few minutes later in Jisung's room

"Are you sure you want to do this?" The two boys were sitting in the middle of Jisung's bed, the older sitting cross-legged while the younger had his feet tucked underneath him. "I'd rather my first kiss be with someone I trust. You're my best friend so I trust you." Felix felt his heart flutter and he smiled, "Why me though? The other members are also your best friends, aren't they?" Jisung ran his hands over his thighs nervously, he nodded but then continued. "They are but it seems less scary with you. You're not as intimidating as the others, especially Hyunjin." Felix giggled lightly; Hyunjin did have a tendency to come across as cold and intimidating even though he was the biggest baby behind closed doors. "If you're absolutely sure about this, I'll kiss you. But you have to tell me if you start feeling uncomfortable or if you change your mind. When I ask you for your color I want you to say green if you're enthusiastically consenting, yellow if you need me to slow down so you can think or if you need a minute, and red if you need me to stop completely. I won't be mad if you say red either okay?" Jisung nodded and took a deep breath to calm his racing thoughts and heart. Felix climbed onto his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck gently, "Color?" Jisung opened his eyes, looking at Felix's lips "Green"

Felix leaned in slowly; giving the other time to change his mind if he wanted to. Jisung also leaned in, closing his eyes when he felt Felix's breath ghost his lips. When Felix was sure Jisung wasn't going to change his mind; he pressed his lips against his softly, hearing Jisung let go of the breath he was holding. Jisung's mind became clear once he felt Felix's lips against his, he was no longer worried or anxious; he was nervous but in a good way. He shakily wrapped his arms around Felix's waist, pulling him in closer feeling a little braver than before; without realizing what he was doing, Jisung began moving his lips against the smaller's. Felix let out a soft whimper as he too moved his lips with Jisung; admiring the way they fit together so perfectly - as if they were born for each other. Felix was the first one to pull away, feeling his chest tighten from the lack of oxygen. Jisung looked up at Felix through his eyelashes; his soft eyes showing a hint of something darker. It made Felix audibly gulp, the feeling of Jisung's hands rubbing up and down his back pulling him back to Earth. "Color?" Felix whispered leaning in towards Jisung once more, "Green" Jisung replied against the younger's lips; the kiss was needier this time. Felix felt the desperation in Jisung's kisses; the other needed more than just simple pecks and Felix knew exactly what to do.

Jisung softly moaned when he felt Felix lick his bottom lip, asking for permission; as Jisung brought one hand behind Felix's neck, he opened his mouth slightly. His breath hitching when he felt the younger's tongue swirl around his own; whatever Felix did, Jisung mimicked until the movements became more natural and they let their emotions take control. Felix let his hand drop to Jisung's chest, feeling his heart pounding beneath the muscles. Their kiss becoming sloppy as their desire for each other climbed; their bodies heating up in arousal and lust as they played a game of give and take. When Jisung felt his chest tighten from the lack of oxygen, he broke the kiss; panting slightly and licking his swollen lips as he leaned his forehead against Felix's. "We don't have to go further than this." Felix said breathily. "Color?" Jisung took a moment to respond, he wasn't sure of what he wanted; in the moment all he wanted was Felix but in what way. "Yellow.." Felix nodded and slipped off his lap, opting to sit beside him instead. "I think... this is enough for now." Jisung continued. "Okay, we don't have to do anything else tonight. This is all about you okay? You tell me what you need and I'll give it you." Jisung nodded as he lay down, gently pulling the younger down with him. "Let's just cuddle and sleep. My head kind of hurts from the drinking." Felix agreed and snuggled into the older, his breathing slowing to an even pace as he fell asleep.

Jisung stayed awake a little while longer; his mind racing once more now that the realization of kissing Felix hit him. At some point, Jisung allowed his thoughts and feelings to become one; he was without a doubt falling in love with his best friend.

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