#at some point drip is like woah! you smell good boss

[c-119]

Do you think Maru pranks the team sometimes by giving them scented air filters

[yanagiin]

𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

a!peter parker x o!reader omegaverse au, seggs

contains-marking/biting,bondage,oral (m&f),unprotected seggs(on the pill)

“Yo penis parker!” Flash yells from the other side of the cafeteria. When Peter didn’t pay mind to what the other was going to say, Flash throws a meatball to the back off his head. The young hero was having a bad day as it is. Plus the fact that Ned is not there to suffer with him, leaving him to eat lunch alone to run some errands before the next period.

“What do you want Flash?” Peter says, not turning around.

“How does it feel not to have an omega?” Throwing his arm around the brunettes shoulder.

“I don’t know you tell me.” He says shrugging off the arm on his shoulder.

“Oh? So you do have an omega, bet she’s a nerd like yo-” Before Flash could finish his last word, he was kicked to the ground. Peter turned around to be met with you.

“geez for an alpha, you’re pretty pathetic for bullying. maybe i should try it too.” A young girl intervenes and proceeds to step on Flash’s back.

“Who the hell are you?!” She walks in front of flash and leans down to meet his eyes.

“Hi! I’m Y/n Stark, Peter Parker’s omega” she says with a malicious smile. She steps on his back again running to her beloved alpha. Others were in awe, her body underneath a blue long-sleeve crop with a white mini skirt and white high tops. Some would think she is a model. The other alluring fact was her scent. Out of all the omegas present, her own stood out the most. A strawberry scent that makes you crave.

“PETER!!” She jumps into the said boy’s arms and gives him pecks all over his face.

“Y/N!” He chuckles at his girlfriend’s clingy actions and sets her down to give her a kiss on the forehead. “I thought you were going to work for your dad?” Wondering why she was not in the lab with his boss, Mr.Stark.

“Yeah but, he said I should spend my last year of high school having fun and sent me here.”

“Wait wait. You’re-” Flash says, now off the ground and pointing a finger at Y/n slowly drifting it to Peter. “Dating that?”

“Yeah? Why wouldn’t I?”

“Because he’s a nerd, loser, ugly, pathetic.” She felt her boyfriend’s grip on her waist loosen, she walks out of his arms. “Ha! See she was just ly-”Interuppted again, a meatball was shoved down into his mouth. Walking back into her boyfriend’s arms and burying her chest, her head in the crook of his neck. “Don’t ever let go again you bitch”

“Yes ma’am” Peter replied kissing her temple. They started to head out of the cafeteria hand in hand. Flash comes up from behind to grip Y/n’s butt, but he was stopped when Peter’s hand gripped flash’s wrist with such strength and bringing him face to face. Such hatred and anger in the brunette’s eyes. “Touch her once, and I’ll break all the bones in your body.” He said in a low voice

The young girl knew her boyfriend would protect so she turned around and flipped Flash of with two middle fingers. “Suck dick bitch” She stuck her tongue out. This made Peter laugh and push Flash to the side. He walks up to his girlfriend, who is still taunting Flash, and squishes her cheeks.

“Come on now, you’re dad will scold me for you getting in trouble on your first day.” He said turning her back to face forward and interlocking side by side. Once they were out of anyone’s sight.

“That was hot” Y/n says, smacks and grabs his ass, with no shame.

“Y/N!!” Whipping his head to meet her eyes, he blushes harder seeing the lust in her eyes. His becoming the same. “You have no shame do you?”

“Nope!! Now, one more class then lets go home.” Now back to her usual self. Heading to their next class.

“Wrong way y/n”

“I knew that” Going the opposite way she was first heading.

AFTER SCHOOL

“Is May home?” Y/n asks as they both enter Peter’s apartment.

“She won’t be back till tomorrow or Monday” He says fixing both their shoes as she flops and spreads out on his bed.

“Haahh… it’s finally the weekend.” She giggles as Peter flops on top of her in between her legs. He wraps his arms around her waist and snuggles his face into her stomach.

“So that’s Flash huh? Kind of a loser” the boy on her stomach laughs and picks her shirt up to place playful kisses on her tummy. Placing a few hickies here and there. She runs her fingers through his hair and grips a little once he gets higher.

“Can we do it tonight?” Licking the valley of her chest.

“Yeah” She silently moans out. He moves to suck on one nipple and fiddle with the other one between his fingers.

Y/N’S POV

I feel myself start to grind up into his growing bulge in his pants. Trying to get any friction going on. He grounds his hips down on mine. He groans and releases my nipple with a pop. He licks his lips as his hand starts going down to my soaking core.

“You’re so wet baby.” He goes to pull off my clothes leaving me just in my underwear. Going to my neck and starts licking and sucking, knowing exactly where my sweet spots are. I start running my hands in his shirt, insisting he removes his clothes too.

“So eager huh baby?” “Shut up” Once he’s left in his boxers, I bring his lips to mine as we go into an intimate make-out session. He slowly pulls down my underwear and my strawberry scent fills the air.

“Fuck baby, you smell so good bringing his head down to lean on my collar bone and starts rubbing on my cl!t.

“Stop playing Peter.” I moan as he sticks a finger in.

“Woah! It just slipped in, it looks like we don’t need foreplay today.” He stands to remove his boxers and get back on the bed. I was picked up and straddled his lap. He picks me up and positioned me on top of his member. I guide it using my hand as I slowly start to sink down. My back arches and leans back to grab his ankles for support.

“Shit. Baby it’s so deep. Please move” He listens to my pleas and slowly starts thrusting in and out. My breasts moving in rhythm with our hips. All that can be heard is the slapping of our skin. The mix of our strawberry and cinnamon scents together.

He leans forward to suck on the other nipple and abuse it just like the opposite side. His hands now supporting my body, I run one hand through his locks the other encouraging his hips to go deeper. The coil in my stomach builds up fast. I start clenching around his member. I felt him twitch

“You’re sucking me dry baby.” He pulls out and lays me down on my back. He gets on his knees and roughly thrusts back in me, pulling me by my waist. Peter’s tip kissing my cervix. I tell him I’m going to cum and he says he’s close too. He twitches again when I clench around him for the second time and we both release. My legs start shaking vigorously as I orgasm. He pulls out and watches his come spill out of me. I swipe my fingers on it and lick it. He gets hard and red quickly.

Now, on my hands and knees, I feel him start spreading the come dripping out all over my thighs and cvnt. He digs into his nightstand and quickly grabs his webshooter. He grabs my wrists and lets my top half fall and bond my wrists behind my back.

“You look so good right now love” His member quickly slips in and pulls my hands to move me on him. He moves my hair to see his mark on the back of my neck. Seeing this, I feel him grow bigger. His nose taking in my scent and marks spots on my backs. He sneaks back up to my neck and bites his previous bite that was healed from when he first marked me.

I moan and scream his name as he arches my back and rub my nipples on the sheets. We both come as he throws me off his c0ck to look at my shaking pleasure. I look up to see the blood on his mouth and wipe it off with the back of his hand. He leans down to press kisses on my cheek and heads out to start a bath.

I was drawing shapes on his knee as he washed my hair from behind. I hissed at the shampoo touching my fresh bite. He apologizes and rinses my hair. After he carries me out, and onto the counter wrapped up in a towel. Moving my hair to apply cream on my neck, amused that when people see this, they know you are his.

“You didn’t have to go too hard.” I pout pretending to be mad and turn my back to him. He wraps his arms around me, spooning me and laughs.

“Now they know who’s mine.” I laugh with him and turn around to meet his eyes. Brown eyes shining under the moonlight. I bring my hands up to his face and dance my fingers on his smooth skin.

“Goodnight alpha…”

“Night night omega”

BONUS THIRD POV

It was gym for the first period of today and luckily y/n and Peter had the same schedule.

“Penis parker, where’s your little ‘girlfriend’? Are you sure she’s not forced?” Flash back to his annoying self. Finding it hard to believe that the nerd had a hot, rich girlfriend. He went back to changing into his gym clothes but turned back around when he heard Peter and ned’s conversation.

“Woah dude you got a cat and didn’t tell me?” On peter’s back, prominent fresh red scratches on his back.

“Nooo- OH yeah yeah uhm aunt may brought her in last night.” Quickly he pulls his shirt over his head, wanting to change the subject. Feeling the stares of his classmates. Peter leaves the locker room just to be met with others looking at him and to his girlfriend. Wearing the gym uniform. Marks littering her neck, thighs, and calves. Her hair was still down covering the bite mark.

“Love! What-” The young girl gives him a slight glare leaving chills down everyone’s spines.

“How am I supposed to cover this up!?! I really want to play volleyball in gym today too!” He sweatdrops at his girlfriend but blushes when she ties her hair up into a ponytail. Not only him who blushes but, almost everyone around them start blushing red and turns away. He runs back into the locker room and runs out with a jacket. He sees Flash on the floor with his girlfriend stepping on his back.

“Yo Petey! He was being a loser again and it was getting annoying. Let’s go I wanna stretch before we start playing.” He shakes his head and helps her put the jacket on. They walk away stepping on Flash and into the gym.

“Good luck kiss?”

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[yandere-flower]

Bouncer

I tried something a bit different, not exactly from Sawyers point of view but I wanted to put a little more of his personality in it. Normally I focus more on darling and her thoughts and pleasure, but our boy needs, a little niceness.

Sawyer x club!darling. Poor girl does not know what she got herself into.

P.S. It’s a short one, but I wrote it in like 20 minutes due to a quick burst of inspiration.

P.S.S. Sawyer really is the delusional and stupid guys.

Who parties until 4 a.m.

The next time Sawyer offers to take his friend's job, he's gonna make sure it doesn't end at 4 in the fucking morning.

He didn't want to do it, it was Alec's job to play body guard while some deals went down, but no, he had to burst his appendix. He promised it would be fun, a gig at a popular night club where he gets to just stand around and drink, hang out in the VIP lounge and just glare at passerby's.

Apparently they were both misinformed.

No, this wasn't some special hire bodyguard gig. Instead, it was a favor the boss owned, and the club just lost some bouncers. So instead of spending his Friday night off with his precious girls Bandit and Rascal, he had to spend it outside some overpriced, crowed club and limit people going in. "Doesn't matter how much or how hot, building's limits is set" he was told. It was just him, some asshole flirting with every pretty thing that makes it to the front of the line, and a huge line around the block to pass the time.

Gang member, street trash, criminal, whatever you want to call him, Sawyer respected when his boss gave him a job. He'll complain for sure, and he will most certainly moan about it, but he'll respect the job. No amount of batted eyelashes and flashing bills could convince him to let someone inside when it wasn't their turn. He may be a glorified rent a bouncer, but he was going to do a damn good job of it.

Even when her gorgeous face graced the front of the line. A perfect smile and glistening eyes, he couldn't help but stare mouth agape and how tight her clothes were, hugging her body as her hearty laugh cut through the loud music. He must have been staring for a while, because he lost track of time until her sweet voice directed itself at him.

She leans forward, her body slightly bent over the rope and he couldn't help but be jealous of those behind her.

With a sweet smile she pleaded. "Um, listen it's been like half an hour and me and my friends are trying to do this bar hopping thing, is there anyway we could get in?"

Fuck.

Of course she wasn't here for him, she wants in the bar like every other damn person in this line. His "co-worker" was to busy flirting with the other girls in the group to pay attention, but he's to much of a coward to actually go against the rules. He wanted to let her in, hold her hand and guide her on the dance floor, his hands on her hips as he grinds against what he presumes is an awesome ass, sliding his hands all over her body-

"Um hello?" Fuck. He's talking to someone and hasn't responded yet.

Clearing his throat, he grimaces before breaking the news. "I can't let anyone in until people come out. It's a building safety thing. Maybe, I don't know they didn't really tell me why it was kind of rud-"

"So we're not able to go in any time soon then?" she cut him off, her cute little face falling as she took in the news.

He thought maybe she would cry, or get mad, or maybe blame him because he IS the person stopping her from going in so he wouldn't be THAT surprised if maybe she hit him. At least he'd get to touch her. He was to lost in thought to notice her whispering to her friends, or catch their giggling, or even see his coworkers jealous expression.

Instead, the only thing the brought him out of his constant internal rambling was the feeling of soft fingers touch his own and clasp them together "That is SO rude, you deserve someone to be nice to you. I'm VERY nice...." her voice trailing off, eyes looking up at him with such softness.

Of course she's nice to, she's so pretty and kind, she probably wouldn't cause any trouble if he let her in. But, her friends look sketchy. They've been ignoring her this whole time, and they most likely pressured her to come some place skeevy like this he thought.

He tries to adjust his voice to sound confident, instead of the bumbling mess he was with a pretty girl holding his hand. "Right, I'm sure you're....amazing, but I can't just let you in by yourself but I also can't let in six people that's a lot of people ma'am"

Her chuckle at his response just warms his heart, and he's really hoping she doesn't notice how sweaty his hand is getting.

Her other hand goes to his chest, Sawyer tensing up in the process. With pleading eyes and her standing slightly on her tip toes to get closer to her face, he could smell the enchanting scent of lavender in her perfume.

His grandmom likes lavender, it's a good flower he decides.

Once again her voice breaks his thoughts, "I have a good reason, I promise, but it's REALLY embarrassing can I tell you back there?" She points to the alleyway besides the club, and before Sawyer could respond he finds himself being dragged by this short but confident woman into the alley where it's much quieter.

Feeling awkward, Sawyer tries to break the tension, "Hey woah doll you know people might get the wrong idea about me okay I respect woman and stuff" He goes to rub the back of his head and look away, as he can't bring himself to look at her sensual body without others around. He feels almost creepy.

But of course she giggles, "I just want to show you a little kindness, and then maybe you can show me and my friends some too". Sawyer laughs with her, mostly because he doesn't know what she means. However the way her body sways closer to him, hands rubbing up and down his shirt he suddenly realized he was in the dark, hidden alleyway away from anyone's view point. He can feel the edge of her neatly polished nails trace down his shirt until the reach the hem of his pants.

As her fingers fiddle with the zipper, she smiles smug at him, "Don't you want someone to be nice to you?" It sounds like a plea, and if she's initiating it then it's not creepy right? He really should say no.

"Yes"

Fuck.

She's so full of laughter, he feels like he must be the funniest guy in the world to hear her giggle so much. He's so focused on her face and the way her dimples show when she laughs, that he only notices his pants are partly down once the breeze hits his thighs.

Without breaking eye contact, she slowly gets on her knees. To him it looks painful, the rough ground must really leave a mark on her. He can't help but be thrilled at the thought.

Those perfectly manicured hands go to move to his waist, and with his member standing to full attention now she can't help but look rather surprised.

She gulps. "Woah there, if I had know you were working with this much I might have brought a friend". she laughs again, but he didn't like that joke as much. He wants only her to take him, and he wants her now. He places a hand on her hair and gently brunches it in his hand, feeling the softness between his fingers. He can't wait to get started.

"Don't you want to suck my cock doll?" his almost puts a draw at the end of his sentence, he wants to be enticing to her.

She lurches forward, gripping his large cock and giving slow, agonizing strokes with her tongue as she tries and cover his whole length. Groaning, he can't help but feel a little forceful when he puts another hand on the back of her head, beckoning her to keep going. With the added pressure, she takes the hint and slowly engulfs the head of his shaft between her lips, her tongue trying to swirl around the tip but has troubles with his girth. The little bit of drool that dribbles from the side of her mouth makes him just want to fuck her face. But she's a proper lady, and he wants her to feel comfortable.

As comfortable as a lady could be giving head in a disgusting alley anyway.

"Fuck you're really trying hard, aren't you? Want me to help?"

He rolls his hips forward as she hums, whether in agreement or dispute, he doesn't really care. He eyes shut and her neck tilts as she tries to get the correct angle to get most of his curved dick in her mouth. They sit there like that for a few minutes, before Sawyer could feel himself getting angsty.

"God you're so good at this. Should I be jealous? Fuck"

Without waiting for a response, he starts to thrust slowly, gagging her and fucking her mouth. Her rosy blush cheeks hollow around his length, drool dripping from her lips as she tries to keep up with the pace.

"Fuck, you doing okay baby?"

She attempts to nod, but that's enough affirmation for him to keep going, fucking her mouth even harder as he tightens the grip on her hair. He feels almost bad for jamming his large member down her tiny throat, but he can't deny that it feels so good.

"I'm real close baby. Do you want me to cum down your throat? Of course you do, you're a perfect little doll" he breathes out, lost in his own pleasure.

With a few more deep thrusts, Sawyer cums with a loud moan as thick cum floods her throat. Immediately she has to pull him out, half swallowing his cum as some of it spits out of her mouth.

"Aw, shame." he says as he see sputters of his cum hit the ground, but she did try really hard.

She sputters out the rest of the cum stuck in her throat before getting off her knees. She's almost embarrassed to meet his eye but once she does, he's graced with that smile again.

She twirls her hair in her fingers and bats her eye lashes. "So, you going to be nice to my friends and I?

A soft smile graces his lip, and with fondness in his eye he can't wait to tell her he's got a much funner night in mind.

[my-love-peterp]

Mistaken Chapter One

Word Count: 2103 THERE ARE NO ENDGAME SPOILERS, THIS IS A DELAYED UPLOAD FROM AO3

Fic Summary: Peter Parker has been given the responsibility of bringing in a new recruit. Now, as an adult, he realizes that none of the trashy YA novels he read in high school could have prepared him for this. There was a storm on the horizon, and all they could do from the Tower is watch.

Chapter Summary: A new recruit is brought into the fold and is more than a handful.

Warnings: language, mentions of injury, non-graphic violence (brief)

A/N:  You may have seen me over @fabtasticass which is my main blog. So this is my first fanfic and it's going to be a big one. It is a Soulmates AU but not in the traditional way. That won't show up until later chapters. I'm going to try to keep endgame a secret the best I can. I have some very angsty ups and downs planned but I'm trying to hold back. So I’ll tag each chapter with what pairing might be in that chapter in the official Tumblr tags but never at the beginning.

I ran, dodging rats, and clumps of unidentified garbage that lay literal feet from a plethora of garbage cans and dumpsters. God, I hated this city.

I especially hated this city in the rain, dashing through back alleys of Queens with all of my belongings in tow.

Rolling in and out of huge asphalt craters, my suitcases jostled my already pained arm. It had only been three or so hours since I’d reset the dislocated joint against my fire escape.

Blood dripped from a split along my hairline, mingling with sweat and city rainwater. At this point, I felt like a drowned cat and probably smelled like a wet dog. Super, awesomely attractive, right?

Bracing myself against the wall of the nearest building, I pulled a flask out of the interior pocket of my jacket and took a swig. The flask was light pink with the words “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” emblazoned on the side. It filled me with a dark sense of glee and irony every time I used it. I nicked it from one of those chain party supply stores a few months back, which I supposed could be my version of fun.

The whiskey burned as it went down but as it hit my stomach it helped to warm my rain-soaked bones.

I began moving again. As I wove in and out of the misshapen piles in the alleyway, I felt the hair prickle on the back of my neck. It felt like I had a curious pair of eyes, tracking my every move and staring me down. I ignored my most basic instinct to turn around and investigate and my training kicked in instead. My eyes swept the alleyway ahead of me, monitoring the shadows, ears open and head down. I checked every shiny surface to see the reflection behind me. Empty alleyways are all that I was shown. So I shoved aside my intrusive paranoia and started whistling tunelessly as I moved. I’d felt that prickle for days and nothing had come of it.

In front of me, business lights filtered through the rain, casting a glow over the stone walls. Wet, sputtering and a little drunk, it only made sense that I was the target of some less friendly men who had stationed themselves outside of a local dive bar. They jeered and reached out at me. “Piss off you assholes, I’m not in the mood.”

Their demented shouts ranged from demands that I take off my clothes, false coos asking me if I needed their help to warm up and jokes about them being so good in bed women were jumping at the chance and willing to move in with them immediately to lock it down.

The rain got harder as I clenched my fist, glaring daggers at them and trying to subtly move faster. Everything about my body language screamed 'don't fuck with me', but it's hard to be intimidating when you're a generous 5'3. They advanced anyways and with a woosh, they all got tossed back into the brick wall, hard. The crack of a few skulls echoed down the empty alley, interrupted only by their groans as a few immediately came to.

The tingling on the back of my neck got more intense, this time joined by a fuzzy feeling alarm in the back of my brain. I hustled along, eager to get the hell out of Queens. I hadn't taken more than three steps when I heard him. “Woah, what was that? I webbed up those guys back there, they won't be able to move for a few hours. What was that though, can you like manipulate energy or is this outside the realm of earthly physics? Are you an alien? Or a mutant maybe? Or..."

Without looking up I sent another blast towards the overly excited voice and immediately heard an oomph followed by the sound of a body rushing towards the pavement. Or, rather, a dumpster.

“Hey not cool,” said the guy, poking his head up and out of the dumpster.

I groaned, immediately recognizing the mask, despite it being covered in what looked a lot like smashed avocado on the left side of the heroes head. Spider-Man.

Pushing my bags together, around my feet, I bound them to myself and alighted on the nearest rooftop, gently floating upward. I figured the enhanced cat was already out of the bag with the current company, so to speak. I ran along the flat roofs of the decrepit, abandoned buildings with still no destination in mind but out.

“Wait up, where are you going, stop! We're friends now right? It's rude to ignore your friends, and I'm the friendliest of friends, you know. Friendly neighborhood Spider-Man and all...” he babbled on lamely, his voice fading in and out as he swung between buildings, keeping up as I hopped from roof to roof.

“Buzz off buggy”, I grumbled before sending another shot his way.

“You’re really bad at paying attention to where I am, aren’t you” Spidey suddenly whispered in my ear. I shrieked and came to a halt, dropping my luggage next to me as I sat to dangle my feet off the ledge of whatever shitty building I was on now. As expected, that lanky ass fool sat down right next to me.

“So, where are you going, miss uh… strange power lady?”

“I don’t kno-” I cut myself off and looked at him strangely. “Wait, why are you even here?”

“Well funny story," he huffed out, looking over at me. His masked eyes contracted as he continued to just look at me in silence for several minutes. I was seconds away from physically shoving him off of the building. For someone who apparently couldn't keep his mouth shut when I wanted him to, he was as silent and one of those monks now when I actually wanted to hear his whiny voice. Then, just as I was about to snap, he lifted his chin and squared his shoulders.

"Have you ever heard of the Avengers?”

Like any normal person on the planet, I obviously had. I may not have been in New York while it was being leveled by aliens over a decade ago, but a person would have to be seriously deprived of outside stimuli to not know who the Avengers were.

Instead of speaking to the impertinent, entirely too perky Avenger at my side, I just glared, sending a message loud enough that even the most inept individual would comprehend me.

“Woah, woah, don’t shoot! You could be like, a really weird and reclusive alien for all I know at this point. The boss didn’t exactly give me all the details when he sent me out to trail you. I don’t even know your name, which tells me that we actually don’t know a whole lot about you…,” he trailed off his rambling as he finally realized I was now staring at him expectantly, waiting to get a word in edgewise.

“My name is Kaida, and I’m not a good person. Also, thanks for the invitation to join your little cult, but I’m going to have to pass.” I stood to leave and find shelter for tonight when all of a sudden a schnick sounded and webbing surrounded my foot, holding me in place.

That sneaky little son of a bitch.

“No can do, we’re going to talk this one out. Either you agree to come in and meet the team or you get to sit here all night and listen to me ramble about them and what ridiculously stupid things we’ve all been up to in the past few months. Your call… Kaida.” He said my name as though it could take form, leap up and bite him.

“Okay Spider, I see you want to play hardball. You take that mask off and I’ll come with you to ‘meet the team’ or whatever touchy-feely bullshit y’all are into over there. But I’m not agreeing without some kind of skin in the game other than my own.” I lifted my chin, triumphantly, secure in the knowledge that he would never reveal his identity to a complete stranger, especially while various factions of the government and private entities were trying to round up enhanced individuals.

Spidey scoffed. “That’s it? It’s not like I was going to leave it on once we got to the tower anyways so, here you go I guess,” and he ripped away his mask as though it didn’t faze him in the slightest.

He was… younger than I had expected. Cute, in a safe, boring schoolboy kind of way.

“What are you, twelve??” I all but shouted at him. There’s no way this kid was the real deal, a bona fide Avenger that had helped save numerous lives, my own included if you count what happened just a few years back.

“I’m twenty-two, thanks though. If I’m twelve, I’ve gotta say you’re a toddler. Granted, a toddler with wicked skills but it’s not like you’re even really an adult at this point, are you? Why aren’t you with your pare-.”

“For one thing, they’re dead. Secondly, I’m twenty but I guarantee you I’ve seen shit that you can’t really even comprehend. Even outside of all the crazy whack alien bullshit you all seem to be attracting. It really ages a person, or so I’ve heard.”

“Oh look at you, pulling the big bad ‘I’m so tough because I’m an orphan and my life wasn’t sunshine and roses’ act. Literally, everyone has bad shit happen to them. From what I’ve just seen and from what we’ve caught on security monitors, you’re wickedly talented and could actually use your powers to help others. Unless you’re too much of a coward, I know we do deal with ‘crazy whack aliens’ and all, but it shouldn’t be hard for a big kid like yourself, huh?”

I had half a mind to blow him off the roof right then and there. Rage swirled in the pit of my gut so violently, I might have vomited had I eaten at all in the past day or so. The wind picked up and began buffeting around the Spider guy and myself, throwing debris from decrepit roof and buildings towards us. All of the shrapnel conveniently avoided my person, but Spidey was dancing back and forth like a puppet on a string.

Deep breaths Kaida, deep breaths. We wouldn’t want another Wizard of Oz-esque incident. Again. I often found myself talking to myself in different perspectives to calm down. Anger, improperly channeled was a very dangerous thing for me, and honestly, I was being a brat just like he was. No need to level an entire city block just for this one intrusive, presumptuous asshat who dressed up like a fucking spider. I wasn’t about to tell him that though.

The wind died down almost immediately. Until it didn’t.

Not a minute later, the biggest bolt of lightning I’d ever seen struck a building a block or so away, no doubt short-circuiting every device plugged in at that residence. Two seconds later there was a solid thunk and next to Spider-Man loomed perhaps the most handsome being in the known universe, Thor. King of Asgard.

“You hit your panic button Man of Spiders. Are you in need of assistance… carrying bags?” Thor looked at you, tied down, and your bags tossed askew, then back at Spidey. Quizzically, he opened his palm and sent a burst of lightning up into the sky, as if looking for something. “All seems to be in perfectly good spirits here, no strange magics… so.”

“Listen, man, two minutes ago she was literally shaking the building so hard I thought we were all going down. I just don’t know how… all I did was ask her some questions, maybe play hardball with her a little,” he just shrugged at the god apologetically.

“Hi, I exist too, and I can speak for myself,” I asserted, repositioning my body so I wasn’t standing quite so hunched over. “We,” I continued, looking at Spidey, “would love your assistance in getting my bags back to wherever this team inspection or meeting is supposed to happen.” Anything to get inside and secure, before I lost it completely.

“As you wish, Lady of the Winds,” Thor almost yelled, thrusting a cane into the sky.

“No, Thor wai-.”

Before the insect could finish whatever he was trying to say, we were engulfed in a kaleidoscope of bright colors and rushed away in the blink of an eye.

So much for having a normal, Wednesday evening.

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[hypmicscenarios]

Chance Meeting (2)

A/N broke it up into three parts but you can read full work on Ao3! 

“Riou, Riou, Riou,”you said outloud,”hes....kind of cute isnt he?”,you said, looking down at dog in your lap who was flipped over, demanding belly rubs. “Aaaaa D/N, I think Im catching feelings. not serious though! I mean, we’ve never even held a conversation but...he is cute...and hot..ahhh!”,you covered your face. No no, it was only proof that he was way out of your league if you continued to list the good things about him. When it came to love, you definitely had the least bit of experience in that area. Besides, your cute dog came into your life and you just sort of got into your own routine. Love had become the last thing on your mind. However, you couldn’t stop yourself from being curious about him. “Well, we saw him yesterday. I say our chances might be low. I have to get ready for work anyway, I have the night shift,”you said towards your dog. You didnt mind the night shifts, but you would rather not have them. Your job was in a pinch though and you were simply too kind to say no. You were a waiter at a restaurant. The only thing that bothered you was coming home down the sketchy streets at night, but you always carried pepper spray with....and maybe a mini knife disguised as a pen. You always made it home safe though....until today. Everything was cleaned up at work and the guests were gone. Your boss offered a ride but you declined, saying your place wasn’t too far. Also you were considering his exhaustion. He was sweet, but you knew the night had been pretty busy and you were understaffed. So, you walked home yourself. You always had your headphones on, looking down at your phone. 5 minutes into your walk, you felt like you heard something, so you stopped and turned around. Seeing a mysterious man, dressed in all black. It just smelled trouble. You walked a bit faster, then faster, eventually you found yourself running as fast as you possibly could until you ran into another person, half afraid it was him, but your terrified eyes disappeared once you saw it was Riou. You bit your lips, trying not to cry and spoke,”t-theres a man chasing me and he-”,before you could finish, Riou walked forward, his hands clenched, waiting for the man to show up. Which, he did. “Sir, you should know not to pick on women or any helpless and innocent being at all,”he said firmly. What happened next made your eyes almost pop out of their sockets. Riou had single-handily taken the guy down, like nothing! Was he a police officer or something? That was way too smooth. You saw him take out his phone, assuming he was calling the cops, then he walked back to you. You quickly bowed,”Thank you so much Busujima-san! really, you saved my life,”you looked up,”how can I repay you?” He shook his head in disagreement,”I used to be a naval officer, my whole job is based on protecting those who cannot protect themselves, so no payment is needed.but you should be more careful at night, do you not read or watch the news?” You bit your lip and looked away,”maybe...not. I suppose I should though. I definitely would have let my boss drive me home,”you said. You now had a frown because you were a bit sad you were so careless. “Im sorry, I really will start doing that from now on but still, thank you again, I really appreciate,”you said, looking up with the small smile you could muster up.  “Come on, I’ll take you home. do not leave my side.”he stated firmly. You nodded and spoke,”u-uh, yea, thanks, sir yes sir,”you said and mentally hit yourself. Really? Sir yes sir? But you were surprised when you heard a chuckle. or...you think you heard a chuckle. It was gone too quickly. Did he laugh at you? Why did he have to keep doing more things each time to pull him to you?

Once you arrived at your doorstep, you bowed your head,”sorry for making you go out of your way to take me back. Please get home safe.” You looked up and you couldn’t believe his next words. “theres no need to worry, I live right there,”he said, pointing to the door next to yours. You were neighbors?! Since when! You could have sworn on your life that no one lived next to you, least of all him. Oh no...and you had screamed so many times. Did he hear that too? Before you could process it, he spoke,”have a goodnight then Y/N-san,”and he left, opening the door to his apartment and shutting it. You quickly went into yours and slid down as you shut the door, your dog greeting you. “No fucking way....”,you said aloud, ignoring the consistent licks on your face.  This was all too much, thank god you had no work tomorrow. 

Change of POV to Rio’s

He closed his door and took off his jacket. What an eventful day. And he did that person seemed so shock he lived next to her? He was already aware of the fact, so why weren’t they. and how could they be so careless? This L/N-san was an interesting person. and their paths seemed to cross a lot. He also needed to get some sleep. First, he had to take a shower though. For the rest of the night though, he couldn’t get L/N out of his head. A bit irritated as to why, he forced himself to sleep sooner than expected.  The next day, he woke up and figured it was cleaning duty. He took out the trash first, opening the door and seeing L/N standing there. Riou blinked as she got scared and dropped her keys. “sorry for the scare,”he said and went to take out his trash. As he went back up to the apartment, he saw L/N and their dog, who went towards Riou. “Hes fine, I dont dislike dogs,”Riou said, bending down and giving him a couple of rubs. “I never asked his name.” he said, while petting him. “Ah, D/N, thats his name,”they responded. “I see, Im done with my pets,”he said as he stood up, looking as they laughed and said,”you dont really have to state that...but thanks, he loves them.” Riou nodded and headed back to his place. That person definitely made fun of him and his way of speaking, but he less upset, and more couldn’t stop thinking about their smile. Why was that? No...he should turn on some music, do his chores, workout, and forget about it. A couple of hours later, he sat down on the couch. His shirt was off and sweat was dripping down his body. Suddenly, his phone rang and he furrowed his brows,”how much?”,he asked. Dice responded over the phone,”how rude! I just miss your cooking, say say can I come over today please??,”he asked. Riou answered,”by all means. so, how much?” Dice chuckled,”okay you win, I’ll message you the amount.”

Once Dice showed up, Riou let him in,”eat first, money second,”he said, blinking as Dice hugged him. “Ri-chan I missed you so muchhh”,he said, moving his head in Riou’s chest. Riou couldn’t take the physical display of affections and took Dice off of him,”thanks, the food is ready.” Dice pouted as he mumbled,”not even an I miss you back.” They sat down at the table and Dice spoke,”soooo, whats going on with Doctor Isolation in these parts? anything new? give me something, you never have anything.” Riou sighed as he ate his food,”I rescued the person who lives next to me from the attacker on the news, will that suffice?”,he said. Dice’s eyes lit up,”Woah! How cool! were they cute?” Riou lowered his eyes,”why is that of any concern? you should just be glad theyre safe.” Dice smirked,”and...do you know their name?” “Yes, why?”,he answered.  “do you think theyre cute?”  “no comment.” 

“you need more friends you know...or even a partner,”Dice said. “I have you, why would I need more?”, Riou asked. Dice frowned,”I make you hang out with me. I want you to have someone you want to hangout with...even though you never make plans with me.” Riou rolled his eyes,”thats because thats you job.” Dice continued to question him about L/N that he eventually kicked the other out...but of course L/N had to be coming back from work. “Dice n-”

“Hey hey! my names Dice! Im this loners friend,”he said as he pointed at Riou,”please take care of him, I’ll leave him in your care,”he turned around,”They are cute by the way, just like you said,”Dice said with a wink, knowing it would it make him mad. He held onto his bag of money and dipped before he was choked,”Buh-bye Ri-chan!~” Riou sighed and looked towards L/N,”sorry...he’s a handful. have a good day.” and then he left. Its not like he could exactly deny what Dice said, then that would just put him in an even stickier situation! He sighed and flopped down on his couch, planning out Dice’s murder in his head.

[short-honey-badger]

Now. Where is the Creamer?

This is for the prompt that I got from @hyuch1h4 I did some coffee shop AU and some protective Venom with a bit of angst. I hope you enjoy it.

It had been almost a year now since Eddie had broken into Life Foundation and fled the scene with the symbiote named Venom. He had finally been able to get back on his feet and get his life back together after he and Anne had gone after what was left of the Life Foundation. Venom and himself were stronger than ever after finding that the symbiote had lived, hibernating inside Eddie’s body until he was strong enough to let his other half know. Now the two of them had settled down in the nicer part of San Francisco and worked at a coffee shop only a few blocks away.

They had landed the job, a job Eddie had been wary on since it had not been his prefered occupation, when they had walked in one evening to see an older woman and what was probably her granddaughter exhausting themselves trying to get the orders out. Eddie had patiently waited in line and told Venom to be quiet with his suggestions of eating all the rude people around them.

Eddie had then ordered his coffee and three large chocolate croissants before sitting down and digging into the rather delicious food and waited for the commotion to die down. He had then gotten up, asked if they needed another hand, and that was how he landed his first job since Anne called off their engagement. The three of them had grown close, the older woman almost a grandmother to him and the other the little cousin he never had. Now, it was almost a year in working there and he was closing up shop after a long day.

“Go hunting tonight Eddie?” Venom hisses and pours out of Eddie to form into the face and neck he uses when he wants to talk to Eddie outside of their shared headspace.

“Maybe V. The radio hasn’t said much about crime today.” Eddie replies and affectionately rubs the utalating body that is Venom. The symbiote hums at the feeling and moves forward to wrap itself around Eddie’s shoulders and act almost like a living scarf.

“We should Eddie. We are hungry.”

Eddie snorts and pats the black mass around his neck, “You are always hungry, Darling. How about the leftover chocolate croissants?”

He watches as Venom eagerly eats most of the pastries and leaves one left for Eddie when he gets done wiping the counter off. He feels a few tendrils seep out of his pores and wonders what his other half is doing before the smell of roasting coffee beans hits his nose and he send affection toward the symbiote through their bond.

That is when everything goes to hell. Eddie felt Venom slither back inside of him but not fast enough for the loud bang and the bright light of a flash grenade.It blinds him and and Eddie feels jagged shrapnel go through his pants and into his leg. He howls in pain when Venom attempts to heal him with the shrapnel still embedded in his leg. “Suit!” Eddie yelled and is swallowed inside of Venom just as bullets rocketed through the entrance.

The symbiote took them like a champ before jumping over the counter and into the group of fifteen heavily armed men. He took two more flash grenades and snarled at the audacity of the men who would attack His Eddie. The fight did not last very long. Most of the men dead in seconds, not expecting the symbiote to be so fast and deadly. Several of the mercenary group watch as Venom unhinged his jaw and bit the heads off at least four of their group.

“He is Mine! How dare you touch what is Mine!” Venom roared out at them and grabbed the nearest man and proceed to rip him completely in half. Blood and internal organs dripped to the ground in a disgusting pile on the road. Finally, finally every one who had attacked them lay dead on the ground.

The second Venom knew that the two of them were safe, he went back into the ruined cafe and into the back rooms where no one else would be able to get to them. He peeled back from Eddie and sat him on one of the plush break chairs and both felt bad about getting blood all over their bosses furniture.

“Fuck that hurts,” Eddie hissed out and looked at his right leg where the shrapnel rested. He watched as thin tendrils traced around the jagged metal and began to slowly pull them out one by one. Venom was being as careful as he could manage and had to hold back a flinch every time Eddie cried out at the pain. He dampened it as much as he could, but he could only do so much while trying to concentrate on getting the metal out of Eddie as quickly and painlessly as he could.

“We are sorry Eddie. We did not protect you fast enough.”Venom says through their shared mind, and Eddie can feel the shame and anger that Venom is trying to hide. “We are not good enough for our Eddie.”

“Woah woah, stop that kind of talk Darling,” Eddie tells him out loud. He needed to nip this type of thinking in the bud right quick. He reaches out and strokes the dark mass that rests on his shoulders again and pulls it even closer than before. “You will always be good enough for me V. Neither of us knew that this was going to happen,”

Eddie takes a shaky breath then looks down at the shredded flesh that hung from his leg. The sight made his queasy and he could feel Venom’s shame all over again.

“You still saved me,” Eddie whispers and sends all the love and affection he can muster over their bond, “You did good. I’m still alive and we are still together.” when he looks back down, his mangled leg looked good as new, but both of them were exhausted now. He could tell that Venom still felt terrible but it lessened the longer the two sat huddled together. He didn’t want to think about what would have happened if those men had gotten the one up on them.

Time passed until Eddie felt ready to get up and move again. He could still feel the phantom pain of having shrapnel in his leg, and Venom was still not talking to him after everything. He made his way back into the serving area and to his amusement, the cup of coffee that Venom had made him was still sitting perfectly fine on the desk his other half had set it on. He nudges Venom after picking up the croissant by the coffee and offers the pastry to the symbiote. It’s carefully taken and Eddie watched in fascination as Venom only nibbles on it and looks up at him with big sad eyes.

“You did good,” Eddie tells him once more and huffs when venom pulls himself closer to Eddie and snuggles up under his chin, resting right at his pulse point. His hosts looks around at the mess that had been created, picks up his coffee, and says, “Now. Where is the creamer?”