#[ we've been feeling a lot more happier and comfortable on here lately and it's just ]

[multidxni]

HWANG IN YEOP X FEMREADER 😍

Hello! Thank you for the request :)

Lately I've been really busy with my uni exams, but I tried to write this as good and fast as possible. I hope you like it <3

Requests are always open.

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The way I love you

Pairing: Hwang Inyeop x fem!reader

Genre: This is really soft. Fluffy, established relationship.

Summary: You comfort Inyeop about something and for the millionth time, he is again reminded of how much he adores you.

Warnings: none, they're just REALLY in love with each other, lots of nicknames. (let me know if I missed something)

Y/n and her boyfriend Inyeop are playing a game on the new PlayStation they had bought together a day ago.

"I'll win and you don't even seem to care!" She screams laughing at Inyeop's unconcentration. 

"This is broken." He mutters under his breath, throwing the PlayStation remote away, defending himself.

"What do you mean? We just bought it yesterday." You pressed the pause button, looking up.

He seemed like something was bothering him.

"Hey. What's wrong baby?" You said in a soft voice, your hands cupping his face as he looked at you.

He pouted like he always did when you talked to him like that.

You pressed a little kiss on his plump lips, hoping he would let you know what it is that's upsetting him.

"I don't want to stress you out with my problems baby..." He began, sighing.

"Darling... I'm here for you... Don't say that." You scolded him, taking his hand in yours.

"It's just... We've been doing so good lately, you studying hard for your uni and me working so much... I wish we could take a break and go somewhere beautiful... You know? Just the two of us for like 2 weeks maybe? But for my boss that would be too much to ask for. I hate that I have so little control over my life." He looked down sadly.

"Inyeop..." You wrapped your arms around him, his head resting on your shoulder.

"You've been thinking about a vacation? Oh, my love..." You held him close, brushing his hair. 

He felt so comforted and safe. When you hugged him all his worries and negative thoughts flew away.

"You did so well baby, I'm sure he will understand you need a break." You looked at him, your eyes full of love.

"Do you really think so?" He said and placed his lips on your head.

"Yes Inyeop, I'm sure of it. Don't worry too much... Okay? We will find a way." 

"Okay... You're right." He smiled.

You ended up massaging his shoulders and back, him being a complete whimpering mess. "My poor boy." You hugged his big back.

"I'm so proud of you, my Inyeop." You praised him, kissing his cheeks, nose and lips.

"Mmmm.... Y/n... You're so good to me." He pulled you on his lap, holding you close. 

Your heart skipped beats when you looked up into his eyes, and you knew this feeling will never pass. You loved him every day more.

"I adore you, my princess." He whispered, then kissed your lips so sweetly. Your kisses were so addictive and once he gave you one, he ended up craving a thousand more.

"Inyeop..." You breathed on his mouth as he bit your lip. 

Playing with his hair, you pulled on it a little while kissing him, knowing he likes it when you do. 

He gently lied you down, pressing his lips on your neck.

“I never understand how you get more beautiful everyday.” He whispered, looking up into your eyes.

Your heart melted and you couldn't help but let out a giggle at his compliment.

“Kiss me.” You suddenly said.

He looked into your eyes as your cheeks burned a shade of pink.

It was love. You felt it running through your veins. In your heart, in your tummy that felt so warm.

He was happier than he has ever been, knowing you're the one. He had finally found his soulmate. His person.

He gave you one last kiss on your forehead and held you close on his chest.

It was getting late, the moon making it's way through the dark sky.

All nights were similar to this, kissing and holding each other to sleep, and in the mornings you woke up to the sound of his soft breathing, legs tangled around his waist, him sleeping on your chest.

[thisgirlnamedblusy]

hii! im kinda having a hard time rn so i wanted to request a marilyn x fem reader. they are gfs and both work at nevermore. the reader is having a hard time with some stuff and marilyn starts to notice over a couple of days (at the house and at the school). marilyn sits the reader down and tries to talk with them but the reader just says they’re “fine”.

a couple days later while they are doing their routine before work and the reader starts breaking down into tears and explains to marilyn how they are feeling. (a lot of fluff/marilyn going full protective mode)

Yess!!! Since I've read you're not okay, I decided to give priority to your request. Look, I don't know what are the problems you're having, but you have to know that everything always is gonna be all right. I suffered a lot of problems when I was at school years ago, and those days were the worst of my life.

But now I'm a new person, and I don't care what other people thinks about me. I know I can't do nothing to cheer you up, all I can do is to write this for you, and to let you to know that here is a friend to listen to you if you want to talk to someone!! Be strong and love yourself, it's the only way to happiness :)

Every little thing, gonna be all right

Pairing: Marilyn Thornhill x Fem, Teacher! Reader

Warnings: Angst, hurt & comfort, mentions of depression

Word count: 2,254

Summary: You’re having a hard time, and there is no one who could cheer you up, or so you thought

N/A: Requests are open!!! Sorry about the delays, I’m working hard on your requests. I love you all!!! Sorry about the language mistakes, and please, be happy, life is wonderful!!!

The beep of the alarm clock brought you out of one of your anguishing nightmares. Normally you had no problem getting up, but for a few days, it was more difficult than ever. You turned off that horrible sound with a sudden blow and looked at the ceiling with a blank look.

“Another shitty day…” You whispered in a low voice.

Next to you, your girlfriend moved as she did every morning, hugging you half asleep.

“Good morning… (Y/N),” she said with her voice still asleep.

You hugged her to your chest.

Marilyn wasn't the problem. There was really nothing wrong with your life. You had a job, a house, a perfect girlfriend. Anyone looking at your life from the outside could be envious. That wasn't what made you wake up tired, sad.

It was some kind of transitory phase, or so you thought. Stress was also to blame. It was exam time and you had a lot of work. You stayed up very late correcting and that also led to a terrible lack of sleep.

You were depressed, listless, but you couldn't show it, not in front of her. Marilyn was so kind and so protective that she would surely call Larissa to tell her that you couldn't go to work, that you needed her care and words of encouragement. You probably needed them, but you didn't want to admit it.

It was enough that you were like this. You didn't want your girlfriend to suffer. She was too empathetic and you didn't want to give her a hard time. You decided to hide.

“Good morning, Mari,” you said, feigning a happier tone. She snuggled closer to you with a warm smile.

“I don't want to go to work…” She whispered childishly. “I want to stay here with you.”

If it wasn't for her, you'd be completely lost. Her words were the only thing that kept you tied to reality. Without her you would have gone completely crazy.

A thunder was heard outside. The weather was not helping your spirit. It hadn't stopped raining for three days, and that could depress even Marilyn, who always seemed like the happiest person in the world.

The idea of getting out of work was tempting, but you shook your head, noticing how the redhead fell asleep again.

“Come on, lazy girl. Larissa is going to kill us if we're late again,” you said, shaking her gently. She made a groan of protest as you pulled back the covers and looked up at you with a tired look.

“Lately we've never been late…” She sighed, sitting up on the bed. You were taking off your pajamas to get into the shower and you looked at her with some embarrassment. She was right. Normally your love made you lose track of time in the mornings. You've already been reprimanded several times for being more than an hour late.

But not anymore. You hadn't made love for days. You knew Marilyn didn't want to bring it up. Your tiredness was very evident in your eyes. You felt guilty, worthless for not being able to give your girlfriend all the love you had for her. That conversation would come soon, but you tried to make it as late as possible.

“I know, there's a lot of work and…” You started to excuse yourself, taking off your pajama shirt. Marilyn smiled warmly at you, and she hugged you from behind, kissing your now bare shoulder.

“Calm down, (Y/N). It wasn't a reproach...” She whispered to you, giving you a pat on the back. “Just an observation,” she teased, winking at you.

You made a superhuman effort to smile back as you went into the bathroom. A hot shower would certainly do you good, but you can’t have good luck even with that.

“Ahhh! Damn!” You yelled, feeling a jet of icy water on your body. Marilyn ran in.

“My God, what's wrong?” The redhead asked, stunned by your abrupt reaction.

“The, the hot water…” You stammered. “It, it doesn't work…” Your words trailed off at the same time that the water began to heat up.

Marilyn shook her head and gave a slightly wary smile.

“(Y/N), you have to wait a while, you know…” She told you, incredulous by your reaction.

You were angry. Angry for making a fool of yourself, for feeling frustrated and for not being able to vent. You would never think of paying for it with her. It wasn't her fault, no one was.

Things were as always. A hot shower with your girlfriend, a quick breakfast, and a horrible cold when you leave the house.

“Let's go in my car today,” you said, pressing the keys’ button. Marilyn nodded, but when she turned her gaze, her face changed.

“Umm, (Y/N)…” she said shyly, nodding towards the vehicle.

“What?” You asked, opening the door. The rain was starting to wear off your patience. Marilyn only pointed to one of the wheels. “Oh, no”

It was punctured. Definitely everything around you seemed to be against you. You snorted and leaned your head against the vehicle.

“Surely it was the other day branch. I told you we should have taken a better look,” The redhead said, putting a hand on your back.

You pursed your lips and stepped away from the car. You had to make a great effort not to answer rudely or abruptly.

“Yeah, I've noticed, thanks,” you said with your voice a little wrapped in anger.

The road to Nevermore was as boring as ever. Whenever you weren't driving, you were the DJ, playing upbeat and uplifting music to start the day off right. Not that day, you only listened to the local radio station.

“(Y/N), are you alright? Normally I have to fight with you to turn down the music,” Marilyn asked you.

You looked at her briefly and then put your head back on your hand.

“My head hurts,” you lied, although the lie was even worse.

“Don't worry, when we arrive we'll ask the nurse for an aspirin and…”

“No, no, no. I'll pass. It must be the pressure change due to the storm...”

There was no further conversation and you were grateful that it was so. You didn't want to speak badly to her, she didn't deserve it. She gave everything for you, always, and you used to do the same. You used to.

The classes were bad. Your patience was running low, and you didn't feel like joking like you used to. You were abrupt, sulking, not wanting to put up with the whispers of the kids. Naturally they noticed and kept silent, looking at you almost fearfully.

The bell rang and you felt a certain release.

“Go away...” You sighed, letting yourself fall into the chair. The students looked at you strangely, surely wondering where their usual teacher was, the one who always joked when explaining a writer’s life.

It was too late for lunch and too early to dinner. You pulled out a file cabinet full of overdue papers and began to read them, angrily pulling out your red marker. There was going to be a lot of bad results.  

“Stupid, stupid!” You said furiously, putting a huge X on one of the jobs. “It's not Marie Curie, it's Mary Shelley, you idiot!”

“(Y/N), don't be so hard on them, they do what they can,” the redhead told you, leaning on the door.

You shook your head and closed your eyes, trying to stay calm.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, noticing how hard it was for you to move your muscles to fake a smile.

“You haven't come for lunch, I assumed you were busy,” she said bending down to give you a kiss. “Oh, I almost forgot, here.”

Marilyn reached into her pocket and offered you what looked like one of your favorite candy bars.

“Thank you Marilyn, you're always taking care of me…” You sighed, taking the appetizer and looking at it melancholy. The redhead bent down and she kissed you again, but this time she didn't pull away, she just stared at you, as if she was examining your expression.

“Honey, lately you've been a bit... Apathetic. Excuse me but I think something is wrong with you,” she told you, caressing your cheek.

Nothing went unnoticed by her. You shook your head, feeling a familiar ache in your throat and the sensation of blurry vision.

“N, no… I'm fine, Mari, just a little tired,” you said, praying that the tears weren't too evident in your eyes.

“Sweetie… If something happens to you, all you have to do is…”

“I'm fine, Marilyn, really. I'm sorry, but I'm kind of busy and…”

Your girlfriend's look turned sad, disappointed, but she nodded and walked out the door without saying a word.

You couldn't feel worse.

The rest of the day was boring. Marilyn came to see you a couple of times, and you to her, but barely speaking. You only looked into space with a lost look, noticing how the gray clouds in the sky were a faithful reflection of your feelings.

The next day…

That thunderous beeping again. That beep that brought you back to reality. The routine was slowly killing you.

When you opened your eyes you didn't even feel like complaining or saying a bad word. You just got out of bed, not letting Marilyn hold you. You walked towards the kitchen as if you were a zombie, an automaton condemned to do the same thing over and over again. You started the coffee maker and you stayed contemplating how the coffee was coming out.

“(Y/N), you woke up early…” A sleepy Marilyn said, walking towards you and hugging you from behind, kissing your shoulder like every day.

“I wanted to make coffee…” You said resignedly, taking two cups from the cupboard. “Do you want some?”

“Of course,” she told you happily, sitting on the stool.

You ate breakfast in silence. Marilyn seemed just as happy as ever, but you were staring at the mesmerized counter and its design marks.

“I've been thinking…” Marilyn said as she got dressed. You were sitting on the bed and you looked at her slowly, coming out of your dark world of sadness and desolation. We could go on vacation in two weeks. “You know... Just you and me, with no Nevermore, no students or exams.”

You nodded with a slight smile. You still had the towel wrapped around your body. Your clothes for that day were on top of a chair, but something prevented you from taking them. Maybe it was the weather.

“I have thought about Florida. Also, we can go to see alligators, I know you like them.”

You couldn't take it anymore. The tears that were forming in your eyes finally found their way down your cheeks. It was a lot of pressure kept for many days. At some point they had to get out.

Marilyn turned around and her face changed completely. She ran towards you and crouched looking at you concerned, grabbing your hand.

“My girl… If you don't like Florida we can go to another…”

“No, it's not that, Mari…” You sobbed, grabbing her hand tightly. “I lied to you, Marilyn.”

“What?” She asked scared.

“Yes, something is wrong with me, I just, I just don't know what it is...”

“My love... Why didn't you tell me?”

“I didn't know what to tell you... I don't know what's wrong with me...” You said broken into tears. Marilyn sat next to you on the bed and wiped away your tears.

“Try it, honey… I want to help you,” she told you softly. You shook your head and took a breath.

“I feel submerged in a gray and routine world. Everything is stressful. The classes, the exams. I feel as if I were in a hamster wheel, rolling over and over again,” you explained in the best way that your tears allowed.

“That's normal, honey, it happens to a lot of people…” She told you, holding your other hand.

“I Don't know. I don't feel like anything…” You kept crying, being unable to stop yourself.

“My poor girl…” She whispered, pulling you towards her. “Come here, let me give you some love...”

Gently, Marilyn cradled you in her arms. Your tears wouldn't stop coming, but it was comforting to let them go. You had been holding them back for a long time. You didn't know exactly what the reasons were, but little by little you began to feel better, feeling safe as she slowly cooed to you. The silence was broken by a soft hum.

“Mmmm, don't worry… about a thing…” She sang softly. Her voice was so soft that it made your heart beat faster. “Come on, you know the lyrics...”

“Cause…Every Little thing…Gonna be all right…” You sang with a broken voice…

You stayed that way for a moment, singing softly as you swayed.

It was hard to believe, but you felt much better. She was everything you could want. Sometimes you doubted that she was normi. She had the power to paint the grayest things in many colors, to make the sun rise in the cloudiest and stormiest sky.

“Marilyn…” You said, wiping away what was left of your tears.

“Hmm?”

“I would really like to go on vacation with you… Wherever you want…”

The redhead smiled and she kissed you on the lips, probably sensing the salty taste of your tears.

“I love you, (Y/N)…” “Me too Mari… Me too…”

[harry-styles-obsessed]

The comfort of a hug

Sometimes you got overwhelmed, everyone did occasionally and that was okay but this time you were really struggling,

Truly struggling to get yourself out of the deep deep hole you were in. It was difficult. Anxiety and depression seemed to cloud around at the worst time possible and you felt defeated, lost, confused and to be brutally honest you felt like you couldn't do it anymore.

You couldn't breathe.

It felt like you were drowning and it was exhausting.

You sat backstage in Wembley, applying stickers to Harry's guitar. He had given you a heap of stickers with cute things on them telling you to choose your favourite and to stick them onto his guitar. You knew he hadn't just given them to you for no reason, he was doing it to take your mind off of everything. He didn't ask what was wrong but he knew when something was wrong, he often preferred for you to simply go to him if you had issues and he always made sure you knew he was there to listen.

You stuck a small 'LGBTQ' flag onto the front of the guitar and added a few small dinosaur stickers as well and soon enough Harry made his way back into where you were "ooo, cute designs... I knew you had a knack for this" he said with a cheeky grin making you giggle as you continued sticking the stickers down, it was quite therapeutic you'd admit that. It helped calm your racing mind.

Soon enough you didn't have anymore favourite stickers, your eyes slowly moving to lock with his as he gazed at you his arms crossed over his chest, a bottle of water held in his right hand. "Why are you staring at me?" You asked with a nervous smile and he let out an exasperated sigh "y/n I know you... what's up?" He asked into which you stared at him

"You sure I can tell you? I don't want you to be my therapist... I don't want you to think I'm using you as my mental health bin" you said worriedly and he smiled placing the bottle of water down before he grabbed a hold of your hands, squeezing gently "don't be silly. Communicating is good." He assured and you let out a shaky sigh as you nodded

"I've just been struggling... with anxiety and everything, you know" you said ashamed, his eyes softening as he gazed at you a lot of warmth within his face as he nodded his head "you aren't alone in these feelings you know that right? Even I struggle sometimes and that's okay... it's okay to not be okay" he said, silence soon intruding as he looked at you worriedly

"Come here"

He whispered, his arms rather quickly wrapping around you as he held you close to his body, his hand rubbing up and down your back as he lightly swayed back and forth with you in his embrace, the smell of him instantly comforted you as you gripped onto him his arms stayed wrapped around you as he hummed a soft tune to you

He pressed little kisses to your temple as he fluttered his eyes shut not daring to let go of you, tears forming in your eyes as he held onto you more tighter as he felt you grip onto him more "things haven't been quite the same there's a haze on the horizon babe, it's only been a couple of days and I miss you... when nothing really goes to plan you stub your toe or break your camera I'd do everything I can to help you through" as he sang he slowly pulled back holding onto your hands as he began dancing with you, swaying ever so slightly as he intertwined his fingers with yours beaming as you giggled happily, tears of all emotions welling up in your eyes "if you're feeling down I just wanna make you happier baby, wish I was around I just wanna make you happier baby, we've been doing all this late night talking about anything you wanna till the morning now you're in my life I can't get you off my mind"

He spun lifted your arm up as he span you around before pulling you back into his arms, making you burst out laughing and he smiled down at you "that's a sound I love to hear..." he said happily before he pressed kiss to your cheek, holding onto you more tightly and within those few moments you felt relief... you were okay... but most importantly...

You could breathe again.

How cuteee, hope you enjoyed!(:

[bthump]

hi! I love your analyses, I've been reading a lot of them as preparation for a fanfic I'm writing (lol) focusing on griffguts and casca, and though this is a unrelated, what do you think of the entire black dogs/wyald arc? i'm.. of the personal opinion that it should be ignored entirely, even as a new berserk fan, i felt it added nothing in terms of character development, except making guts a little more dislikeable pre-eclipse, and torturing casca more. the only cool scene was the reveal that wyald was a weak old man.. but honestly i overall pretend it doesn't exist

(I also think the anime adaptations did a good job when they adapted it out entirely. I dunno, pacing wise I liked it more. there's no epic fights, no pillaging villages because of them, just the band of the falcon, desperate and lonely, running away from Wyndham)

Thank you very much!

Honestly I think I have a minority opinion in that I think the Wyald sequence is significant and, aside from the gratuitous sexual assault ofc, I actually like it. Though I do think the adaptations were correct to get rid of it, pacing-wise.

The main reason I think it's valuable is in showing Guts' "dream" in action - he wants to fight stronger and stronger enemies, well, here he is doing it. And it makes Casca cry, it nearly kills him, Zodd's still the one who ultimately takes Wyald out and saves Griffith, and Guts behaves as though he's driven by a personal vendetta when he fights Wyald, holding a grudge over Zodd and, subtextually, lashing out because of his rape trauma. "No matter what, I've gotta settle the score with him... with them... by my own sword."

Like it definitely makes Guts less likeable, but I think that's important, to show that it's not just the Eclipse that drives him in the Black Swordsman arc - it's something deeper than that, that the Eclipse just added more anger to. And also to further show that his year long vacation of dream pursual wasn't that great either, and didn't make him a better person. We've already seen hints of that with his philosophical speech to Casca after which she screams at him for only caring about his sword, and honestly I think the cocky attitude he displays at the tournament we see is a little reminiscent of the Black Swordsman arc - much less dark, much happier, but he's still a dick in some similar ways that we didn't see during the rest of the Golden Age, in a way that feels transitional - and which is underlined during the Wyald fight.

Also the flashback to Godo's where Erika suggests he just wants to fight Zodd again after Guts nearly kills himself with his training exercize and she's like 'you're gonna die my dude.' I'm a little salty that both adaptations cut that actually because I think it's one of the most important character notes for Guts. (The anime essentially wrote in the exact opposite of this scene in their cliche training montage lol, and I think that's my single most hated creative decision in the anime.)

And on top of that, I also think it's significant for Griffith - both Wyald's dressing down (which the anime preserves, thankfully) and his sense of isolation and worthlessness when he can't do anything to help the Hawks, or even comfort Casca.

And tonally I think it works pretty well to lead into the Eclipse. The Eclipse coming out of nowhere works better, imo, when you don't have the entire Black Swordsman arc hanging over the Golden Age's head. You can play it as a shocking turn in an adaptation where we've never seen a sacrifice and don't already know what happened to turn Griffith into Femto. But after the BS arc, and especially after Count Slug's scene, I feel like it just works better to sort of slowly reintroduce that kind of more extreme dark fantasy to the story, and build up to the Eclipse with Wyald saying he has business with Griff soon, begging Griff to call the Godhand, Zodd telling Griff the behelit will return, etc. After the BS arc it gives the late Golden Age a very 'oh shit here it comes' vibe, which I personally love lol.

Anyway yeah, I absolutely get why people don't like it and I think that's totally fair - it's kind of weird to have a 10 chapter long big monster fight interlude between the rescue and the Eclipse, Wyald is obnoxious as hell, the aforementioned gratuitous assault and really shitty mistreatment of Casca by the narrative, etc. But overall I'm still into it lol.

Thanks for the ask, and good luck with your fanfic, hope you have fun writing it!

[asgardianhusband]

“Well, I'm your Idiot.”

Peter Parker x Reader

!!Tw: None!!

Summary: You have been in a Relationship with Peter for almost Two years and He finally decided it's time to pop the question and also It's time for you to meet Tony.

A|N: in this Story, Tony adopted Peter after his Aunt died. Just a little info so you don't get confused! (also this story is completely Gender neutral so Everyone can enjoy this one again!)

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Peter called you in the Middle of the Night to tell you that He's on his way to pick you up,You were already sitting on your couch in your pyjamas but you got up to change. It was almost normal for you to have these situations since Peter always tries to surprise you when you're least expecting it, You thought it was cute even if it was this Late. You put on some casual clothes and grabbed everything you needed(Like keys and your wallet) and made your way outside of your Apartment, to your surprise He was already standing in front of you.

“Hey,-” you wanted to ask him if he was okay since he was trying to catch his breath like he just ran a Marathon, but you guessed he Would Tell you anyways.

“So- I might Have been in a Fight and well i just thought about you and-,” you stopped him and smiled,

“Peter? Darling? Just tell me what happened slowly.” You said as your boyfriend gave you a smile back.

“So when I was fighting these Criminals, one of them asked me why I would risk my life and what my loved ones would say and it kinda got me thinking and-” He sighed before looking at you with his puppy eyes, You couldn't help it but to 'awwweee' at that sight.

“I want you to meet Tony, you mean the absolute world to me and i finally want to let my loved ones know eachother.” he said it with such a Calm voice that it made you realize that there was something more that he didn't want to say, but you've known him for years and you could tell that he was scared of something.

“Alright, You know i would do anything for you, Sweetheart.” His face lit up again as you placed a hand on his cheek, you gave him a Small kiss on the forehead before your boyfriend grabbed you around your waist and pulled you closer to him. He pulled out his phone and Called someone who you Understood was called 'Happy' and before you knew it just minutes after there was a car standing infront of your House, peter took your hand and Got into the car. It started to drive and you leaned your head against Peter's shoulder, still holding his hand tightly as he looked outside the window.

“We're here.” He softly said as the car stopped at a street, When you both got out you saw the Stark tower and to be complete honest it was intimidating but you would do everything for peter and well what's the worst that could happen ?

When you arrived with the elevator, you could smell Fresh Food in the air and hear faint sounds of someone Humming a song which you recognized as an AC/DC one. Peter led you into a Big Room that you were sure was the Living room, He didn't let go of your hand as you looked around.

“Tony? Dad?” He called out for the Genius, who happened to be around the corner when he turned his head towards you two. “Peter, hey didn't Knew you were coming.” he said softly as he walked towards you and stopped infront of you, he eyed you up and down before holding out his hand while smiling. “You must be Y/N right? Peter always talks about you, sometimes it's all he talks about. nice to finally meet the Person that makes my Son so happy.” He said the first part with abit of annoyance in his voice before softening again and looking over to Peter who's face was flushing red at the last part. “It's also an Honour to meet You, Mr. Stark.” you said sweetly as you gave peter's hand a soft squish to make him look at you, you couldn't resist but to Smile when you looked at the Bright red face of your Sweet Boyfriend.

“Do you want to eat something? I've ordered in some Really Delicious food! You're going to love it.” He said as he led you two towards a table full with Different food and also many of your favorites. “Wow, it looks amazing!” peter exclaimed as he slowly let go of your Hand to sit down, but before he did so he pulled your chair out and made sure that you sat comfortably.

“Sweetheart, are you coming?” Tony called out before a Beautiful blonde woman entered the Room with a very nice jumpsuit on. (Looks like a dress but actually is a Top and some Pants) She walked towards you and gave you a big And soft Hug before introducing herself, “Nice to finally Meet you, I'm pepper.” she gave you a Big smile before Tony mentioned; “And also Mrs. Stark, my Incredible wife.” She gave him a little eye roll before she seated herself next to him, You all shared a lot of Laughs talking about Peter's clumsiness and Pepper telling you about The story how they met eachother and all in all it was a Great dinner.

After all of you finished eating, it was time. Peter couldn't wait any longer and just wanted to finally ask you, He took your hand and smiled, “I want to show you something.” He walked with you outside onto the Balcony, the view was Fantastic and the moment was just right.

“Y/N, we've been through so much in these last Two years. You were there for me when my Aunt died, you helped through my Darkest times and never questioned when I came to your house with bruises and Cuts. All you ever did was give me your love and Time and i really Wish I could repay you for how much you gave me and-” He stopped to look at you, You stood infront of him with teary eyes and a soft smile that made him feel easy again. He took your hands and looked deep into your eyes, not letting go of your hands. “I wanted to ask you this for so long and I just can't wait any longer, you mean the world to me and i can't imagine what my life would look like without you, my Darling.” He let one of your hands go as he kneeled down and pulled a little box out of his Pocket.

You were shaking, You couldn't think straight it was like all your emotions over ran you at once. You loved peter more then anything and you knew what was about to happen, it was like time had stopped when you saw him kneeling down.

“Y/N L/N, will you Marry Me?” He looked at you with his Puppy dog eyes that were filled with Tears, You started to cry as you got on your knee's and hugged him tightly.

“Yes! I do.” you said while pulling away to look into his eyes, when he heard your answer the tears ran down his face. He couldn't be happier then right now in this moment, all the worries he had before Vanished in that moment. He pulled you into a Hug once more before he opened the little box and Put the ring on your finger, You placed your hands on the sides of his face and kissed him. You two shared a Soft and Long kiss before you both parted, what you didn't realize before Was that There was Clapping coming from the Inside. Tony and pepper watched you two the whole time and gave you Proud looks, When you both stood up they walked over to you and hugged you. “I'm so happy for you two.” Pepper said as she let go of you, Tony hold out his hand before laughing and Hugging you tightly. “Welcome to the Stark Family, Y/N.”

After Peter Brought you back Home again, you two sat on your stairs just Letting the day slowly Pass by. “I didn't sleep for days because I was so worried that i would Mess this up. I'm so happy to finally be with you and Make my own little Family.” he said it softly as he looked at you with a Adorable dorky smile “From now on, you'll get enough sleep! I should be really mad at you for that but Gosh, you make me so Happy.” you said as you leaned your head against his Shoulder , letting out a soft sigh. “Idiot.” “Well, I'm your Idiot.” he said as he kissed your Hand on which your ring was, He looked back at the night sky and sighed peacefully. “You should go back, your dad might get worried.” “Hmm, i rather stay with my Incredible Partner.” He said Softly before he lift you up bridal style and carried you inside of your Home.

This was all he ever dreamed off, Having you in his arms and knowing that You two will have a Long future together.

From this Night on you were apart of the Stark Family and They made you feel Welcome in their Home, Peter was the Happiest men because of you.

Tony and Pepper (of course) planned the wedding and it was a Big event, even if only Family friends and your and Peters friends were invited.

At your wedding day, you two were more then nervous but when it was over it was the best day of your Two life's.

You were finally his Official Partner , you were Y/N Parker.

[thehardkandy]

looking forward to tomorrow where im going to have my movie date with this girl after having talked to her for? like? a month or two?

since i got my new phone, so whenever that was. we got each other added on discord and have the time set so this should go through (we'd tried to do a previous weekend but i assume both got too scared to follow up lmaooo. i bullied myself to get this one going though). still have no clue how my feelings are continuing to shake out! i am a non-committal person.

but i am hoping 4 the best. i dont know if we'll have videos or talk over voice or just text while we watch the movie, but ima assume the former and try and get my best lazy cute look

ive said it here before and ill say it here again: i feel ready 2 love someone. i feel ready to be loved. i also feel ready to get laid (which is to say, i've gotten comfortable with my body!!!).

there's still a LOT of feeling out between the two of us cause i know we've still only talked on a shallow-ish friendly basis, so 2 keep going i think tomorrow will have 2 b good and maybe set us up to talk a bit more about different things that can give a better idea of comparability

i dont mean conducting a survey or anything, i just mean conversations will hopefully open to topics that give a better idea of expectations, desires etc.

as usual i am thinking a lot about the minutiae, but i think it's worth doing

years ago i swore i was never going to love anyone again because it hurt 2 much (what a teenager fucking thing to do, right?) & so it's probably been seven or eight years since i even felt a crush lol

and im an adult now

i am VERY HAPPY being single. and so i am only going to engage in a relationship if i can continue at the same level of happiness or better.

like even if i think i could love someone but there is just..... to much Stuff, i'm going to back off and not feel bad about it. i could probably be happy being single for another 10 years

but i think it would be nice not to be. i want to bring someone else into my happiness

i think that's the feeling i have SO much lately when i think about relationships--the only thing that could make me happier than i get to be so frequently lately is if i could have someone else to be sharing that with. i dont want a perfect idealized relationship without any little problems. i just want the baseline to be the mutual pursuit of happiness--even when (or perhaps especially when) that happiness isn't dependent on someone else