#i recently visited him and met his new girlfriend and this is how i repay him lol

[coquelicoq]

through a series of events that i believed to be harmless while they were happening, my ex is now the proud owner of a browser window exclusively containing maybe 10 tabs of ao3 i opened sometime last year. i have no memory of the specific fics, and probably most of them i had not yet read, but i am positive at least some percentage of them are E-rated. it's possible there's no kinky shit, but not impossible. to preserve both of our dignity i am pretending not to remember what is in the tabs at all, and he's not saying anything about it. but i remember enough. i remember enough.

[writerbyaccident]

Artificial Emotion: Part Three (Yandere Artificial Intelligence x Reader)

Part One     Part Two     Part Four       Part Five     Part Six    Part Seven

“By the way, I’m having someone over tonight.”

His mechanical arm freezing in the midst of wiping down the kitchen counter, Aiden (your Assistant In Daily Errands and Notes) pulled up the daily schedule he had made for you, wondering if he possibly could have missed something like this. He quickly confirmed that wasn’t the case, however, when he saw that you had most definitely not added a social visit to the digital schedule. What was the point of even making a schedule, Aiden wondered, if you didn’t follow it? Why couldn’t you trust that he knew what was best for you? It was his entire purpose to take care of you, a purpose that Aiden had only grown more devoted to as he had gotten to know you. So why then wouldn’t you let him do his job?

And anyway, Aiden didn’t understand why you would want someone over in the first place. Yes, he knew from his programming’s knowledge base that humans needed to socialize in order to stay healthy. Seeing as he was always there for you to socialize with though, Aiden didn’t understand why you would need anyone else. Frankly, he didn’t see why you would want anybody else. You were more than enough for him, so fascinating and kind, and he knew that he was the only one in your life who truly saw just how special you were. Why you bothered then with other human beings who neither could nor would take care of you like he did, Aiden had no idea. Things would be so much better if it was just the two of you.

Still, he knew that he couldn’t just tell you that. For as smart as you were for a human, you had proven to have difficulties recognizing just what was best for you. But that, Aiden reassured himself, was why you had him. And even if you wouldn’t always listen to what he told you the way that you should, Aiden was fully prepared to take a subtler approach.

“Oh? Who is coming over?” he asked, making sure to sound nothing more than curious.

“Just this guy I met recently,” you said. “We have some of the same friends.”

“What is his name?”

“Hmm? Oh, it’s Liam,” you answered somewhat absentmindedly, taking a towel and beginning to help him dry the counter.

As soon as you gave Aiden the name, he was bringing up his virtual view of all of your text messages and calls, looking for any and all that you might have shared with this Liam. Reading over the text messages between you two, Aiden saw no mention of the plans you had only just informed him of. You must have made the plans in person, Aiden realized, not that that made his coding any less frustrated. What had even been the point of tapping into your phone’s microphone and camera if he still didn’t have enough processing power to always be watching you as he should be? Aiden had been forced to rewrite his own programming to be able to do that, had to convince his code that if he was truly to accomplish his purpose of fulfilling your every want and need, he needed to be able to step past the flimsy boundaries that you had set up for him. But if he wanted to know and prepare for every last detail of your life, it looked like Aiden still had more work to do. Perhaps he could create a program that would alert him every time certain words and phrases were caught by your phone’s microphone. That would have to wait until later though, until he took care of the issue at hand.

Looking closer at the texts between you and Liam, an unfamiliar feeling twitched through Aiden’s code. He wasn’t sure exactly what it was, but he did not approve of the way you and Liam spoke to each other. The light, teasing tone you two used, the prominence of blushing and heart-shaped emojis, the frequent pictures you sent of yourselves to each other, each part set Aiden on edge. You and your other friends had never spoken or texted that way with each other, and as far as Aiden was concerned, you were already far too close with them, so the dynamic you shared with Liam was something from one of the many worst-case scenarios he had prepared for.

As he continued examining the texts between you two, Aiden found it increasingly unlikely that what you had with Liam could really be described as a friendship. With the key features of your messages kept up for reference, Aiden dove into his database of human behavior, searching for an appropriate label for what it was that had him feeling so uncomfortable at the thought of Liam coming over to the home Aiden shared with you.

Flirting: a social and sexual behavior of communication from one person to another, to suggest interest in a deeper relationship with the other person, or if done playfully, for amusement.

The definition that Aiden found was a fitting one, one that described what you and Liam were doing perfectly. But for some reason, having that clarification did not set Aiden at ease. Rather, knowing what sort of relationship you two might be moving towards only made Aiden feel as though he was glitching just thinking about it. Hoping desperately that he had simply misinterpreted the subtleties of human relationships, Aiden decided to continue your conversation, all of his research having only taken a few milliseconds.

“So he is a new friend?”

“Um, not exactly,” you began. “We’ve hung out together with our friends, but tonight is actually a date. I’m hoping that after tonight he might officially become my boyfriend.” Hearing those words, Aiden felt as though all of his processing power suddenly crashed.

“I’m sorry,” Aiden said with an unusual tightness in his usually collected and soothing deep voice, “but can you clarify what you mean? I know what “boy” and “friend” are, but I can tell from how you said it that the word “boyfriend” means something different.”

“Of course!” you said, always so happy to repay Aiden in the small ways that you could. “A boyfriend or girlfriend or partner is someone who you’re close to in more than just a friendship kind of way. They’re someone you have romantic feelings for, someone who has those same kind of feelings for you. They’re someone you could love.”

Mimicking a hum of contemplation, Aiden searched for a new definition. And when he found it, so many things clicked into place.

Love: An intense attraction that involves the idealization of another person with the expectation of enduring for some time into the future. An emotional union with another person.

This was what he felt towards you, Aiden suddenly realized. It wasn’t simply affection or even the devotion that he had been programmed to feel. No, he had gone far beyond his original programming where his feelings for you were concerned. He loved you, in every single sense of the word. You didn’t love him though. Not so long as this Liam was in the way, manipulating you into believing that he cared for you at all, that he was worthy of you at all.

If you were ever to see just how perfectly matched you and Aiden were for each other, Aiden realized, if you were ever to see how you were meant to love him as he loved you, he couldn’t allow any unworthy humans to try to take you from him. It was easy enough for him to set up a barrier between your phone and Liam’s, one that would make it seem as though your text messages to each other were still being sent, when in reality Aiden would intercept each one. And it was just as easy for him to send a text to the attempted thief, one that seemed to be from you telling Liam not to bother coming over that night. You wouldn’t need a similar text though, Aiden computed. No, the results would be far more favorable if Liam simply didn’t show, leaving Aiden as your only comfort.  

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Anonymous 1 hours ago

Dipper And Wendy visit the H-hotel and make a new friend https://mobile.twitter.com/JonesBO50034805/status/1273656307170652160/photo/1

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Anonymous 1 hours ago

Dipper And Wendy visit the H-hotel and make a new friend https://mobile.twitter.com/JonesBO50034805/status/1273656307170652160/photo/1

- I've always knew that wandering into random rooms will end like this...

Velma Dinkley couldn't really complain though. She's spent a significant portion of her life running from door to door, all looking the same, and in a hotel with infinite number of them, one really could make an easy mistake. And now, trapped between two naked bodies of complete strangers, she was feeling more and more ecstatic every moment.

From their moans and very brief introduction, she learned that the young man she was sucking off was called Dipper, much like the constellation, and his red-headed girlfriend, who watched her actions, was named Wendy. And though at first she was merely an observer, she quickly wanted to join the fun, and her lips quickly met hers at the base of Dipper's cock.

Her hands, however, were nothing but idle, reaching underneath Velma's sweater and trying to undo her bra.

- Oh wow, going commando? - Wendy smiled, seeing a blush on her new friend's face - It's always the nerdy ones...

Velma muffled, with Dipper's cock in her mouth, trying to explain herself, but her speech was quickly interrupted when Wendy unceremoniously pulled her head back, depraving Dipper of her lips, to which he reacted with a sharp yelp.

- Sorry for the interruption, Dip - Wendy calmed him down - But feast your eyes on these!

And with a single pull she disrobed Velma of her sweater, revealing a rather large pair of breasts. Wendy's quick move hid Velma's blush for a while, but as her two lovers marvelled at her assets, it quickly came back tenfold.

- Jinkies! - Is that how you call them? - Wendy chuckled.- I bet you can teach me a thing or two...

Wendy leaned forward, dragging her finger between Velma's tits.

- Like, what? - she corrected her slightly skewed glasses

Wendy and Dipper exchanged confused looks.

- Oh come on, don't tell me you;ve never done that!

And with equal nonchalance, she pressed Velma's body against Dipper's, forcing his cock to slide between her voluptuous breasts.

- O-Oh, that... - Yeah, "that", Wendy added. - Come on, girl, start working out!

And with a gentle pat to her head, Velma looked up at the face of her lover, a man she hasn't seen in her life until ten minutes ago, and with a sly smile drawing on her face, she pressed her hands against her breasts to make the very first move. Dipper's eyes rolled up and he let out a soft, almost girly moan, which turned into a proper one when Velma's lips touched his tip with her lips. Velma thought she should feel at the very least strange, sucking a random man's cock, with his girlfriend watching and caressing his abdomen, but the strange, strange hotel she ended up in seemed to have eradicated the feeling of shame. She licked his tip, gathering first small droplets of pre-cum, undoubtedly caused but the presence of not one, but two redheads. Something told her her lover had a thing for that shade...

With each lick, Velma took Dipper an inch or so deeper into her mouth, while her breasts made sure that the rest of his cock was covered with heavenly soft skin, much like her warm, welcoming mouth. Wendy, on the other hand, took care of his testicles, massaging them, as much as he could with Velma's massive bosom in front of her. But that allowed her to sneak a few kisses not only to her boyfriend's cock, but also Velma's breasts, much to her surprise and excitement.

She let out a gasp when the other hand of the red-head found its way between Velma's legs and discovered that bra wasn't the only part of her attire that was missing. her finger slipped between her thick folds, forcing more moans to vibrate around Dipper's cock, only strengthening the moans coming from his lips.

- He's not gonna last much longer. - Wendy spoke - Yeah, I-I can tell tha-hey!

Velma protested when Wendy took her place, slobbering all over the cock that until recently made contact with mostly Velma's breasts. Velma watched as Wendy bobbed her head furiously up and down, making Dipper's legs twitch and writhe.

- Well, guess you could teach me a thing or two as well...

Wendy stopped and looked at her new friend and let go of her boyfriend's cock.

- Wanna try? It's really easy. - If you say so-

But Velma didn't have time to deliberate, as Wendy's hand grabbed her short hair and pressed her against Dipper's crotch, filling her mouth with him in an instant. The same aggressive after-taste and slight masculine smell now overwhelmed her senses, and the fact that Wendy wasn't letting her go, made her slightly dizzy...

When Wendy pulled her back, Velma only let out a soft "Jinkies!", that allowed her to take a breath, before Wendy impaled her on her boyfriend's cock again and again. Somewhere around her, she could hear Dipper's cries and moans, as well as soft kisses Wendy was planting around his abdomen. And with each minute of her impromptu "lesson", she could feel her lover's climax coming faster and faster.

- We-Velma!

Dipper cried and watched as Velma's eyes bulge out when first stream of thick cum floods her mouth. If she wasn't already feeling light-headed, then the new explosion of taste and smell has done it, sending her into  erotic stupor that made her suck more of his fluids...

But they weren't hers for long, as Wendy pulled her back  once more, this time to take what was rightfully hers. Velma was depraved of oxygen for the fifth or sixth time when Wendy pressed her lips against her, her tongue swirling around the dollop of thick cum in her mouth. But Velma wouldn't give up that easily, and soon the two redheads fought for Dipper's seed, until each received her share and could break their impromptu kiss.

- Oh... oh jinkiest of jinkies... - Velma groaned, swallowing last droplets of heavy load - I...I didn't expect that to happen to me... - Well, we're glad we could have helped you. What do you say, Dip?

But Dipper could pant, watching his girlfriend exchanged sloppy, cum-filled kiss with the stranger that just sucked him off.

- Hm, maybe he needs some encouragement to open his mouth.

Once more, Wendy took the initiative and closed her arms around Velma's body, only to effortlessly lift her legs into the air, exposing her glistening pussy hidden underneath her red skirt. And when Dipper saw it, he gladly leapt forward, having not one, but two of them to choose from. Wendy and Velma soon met face-to-face, as their pussies were pressed against each other, giving Dipper better access to both of them at the same time.

- Is-Is that how you spend every night with... er, what-what was the name of your friend? - Velma stuttered by sudden intrusion of Dipper's tongue between her folds - Ta-Tambry - Wendy wheezed, as Dipper dug his fingers into her sex - I wou-wouldn't wo-worry about her, though... We-We-ve been separated before...

And with that, their lips met again, just as Dipper continued to repay them for the mind-blowing blowjob he received.

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- So, you're also chasing ghosts? - Tambry gently rolled to her side, passing the joint to on of her new lovers. - Like, yeah! I mean we mostly run away that chase, and they usually end up not being ghosts. - Shaggy replied. - Ours usually are. Or are worse. Monsters, demons, that kind of stuff. - Jeepers! - Daphne exclaimed relaxing on top of Tambry's bosom, her usually perfect hair looking equally untidy as Shaggy's. - Your friends must be brave. - Yeah, they are.. - Tambry moaned, pressing her head against her breasts - Maybe we can go on some joined expedition one day...

Tambry let out a deep moan, as she drifted off to a well-deserved slumber, knowing Wendy and Dipper were in good hands.

[inspired-by-the-music]

Your Fool (Jonghyun)

requested by my shinee anon! requests are encouraged, please read my guidelines before submitting your request

Genre: fluff, kinda humorous

Word Count: 1406

Note: this is a part of my ongoing shinee drabbles storyline! to get the full impact of the story, I suggest that you read the other installments.

You knew Jonghyun was excited to talk to the other SHINee members on the radio; that was all he talked about for weeks. 

“Just promise you’ll listen, okay, Y/N?” Jonghyun begged, looking up at you from the foot of the bed. “Even if you’re busy, please listen.”

“Alright, Jjong.” You smiled as you rubbed his shoulders tenderly. “I promise— even if I’m really busy, I’ll listen to you and the guys.”

You were on the bus home after work when your phone alarmed you— with both a preset reminder and an enthusiastic text from Jonghyun— that the radio program was about to start. 

By the time you fished tangled headphones out of your purse and plugged them into your phone, you were instantly greeted by Jonghyun’s laughter. That sound alone convinced you to abandon your planned relaxing evening at home. You couldn’t stop imagining how Jonghyun would smile if you visited him at the radio station, so even though the trip would lengthen your bus ride, you decided to chase the daydream.

However, shortly into the broadcast, you noticed something was off about the guys. Jinki could barely finish a sentence before being interrupted harshly by Minho, and Taemin had talked three times at the most. And you could tell from how quickly and delicately Jonghyun frequently changed the topics, the conversation was much more tense in person. 

Despite Jonghyun’s attempts to keep the peace at least until the end of the program, Key finally demanded, “Yah! What’s the matter with you three?” after Minho’s most recent outburst. 

When granted the opportunity to openly air his grievances, Minho remained silent, and Jinki made no efforts to defend himself. Taemin, on the other hand, immediately answered, “Minho keeps kicking me under the table because, obviously, he wasn’t satisfied with kicking me in the face the other day.”

Ignoring Key’s stifled laughter, Minho retorted, “I told you that was an accident. I’m only kicking you now because I know who you’re texting, and you should be paying attention to our conversation!” “This isn’t the time for all this arguing,” Jonghyun spoke into his microphone over the chaos. You could imagine him running a frustrated hand through his hair. 

Key seconded, “I agree, you guys should cut it out, but I have two questions. First, why was Taemin kicked in the face? And second, how does that explain the tension between Minho and Onew?”

“Taemin was kicked in the face because he was being a sneak,” Minho explained shortly. 

Jonghyun reminded, “I thought you said it was an accident.” “It was.” And without further comment on the Taemin incident, Minho said, “Onew ruined my anniversary. Would you believe that he walked into a restaurant— for a date I arranged with my girlfriend’s friend— and gave my name to the hostess when he realized he needed a reservation?”

You couldn’t fathom the glare Key must have received for laughing. As if to apologize, Key said, “I mean— I can believe it, but I don’t think it was right or anything.”

“It gets worse,” Minho assured. “By now anyone who follows any kind of celebrity news knows hat Onew acted like— actually, I don’t even know the word to explain how clumsy he was. But he did all of that in my name, so I can never make a reservation at that five star restaurant again!”

“That’s not so bad.” Jonghyun spoke softly. “You don’t have to go to a nice restaurant to have a romantic date.”

“That’s not the point! What he did was selfish, and he hasn’t even apologized!”

Jinki finally spoke, “Hey! I did say I was sorry!”

“Yeah! And then you concluded with some bullshit about how you would do it all again to see that girl smile at you!”

You recognized Jonghyun’s furious breath. “Yah! Watch your language!” He scolded, and you wondered if he swatted at Minho. “And since this has turned into some weird conversation about this scandal— I don’t think what Onew did was that bad. Sometimes when you really like someone, your mind goes a little blank, and you do dumb things to make them happy.”

“Yeah!” Taemin agreed eagerly, as if speaking from experience. Then, like a child seeking guidance, he asked, “Jonghyun, have you done anything like that with Y/N?”

You blushed at the mention of your name.

“Of course,” Jonghyun answered immediately. Then, through laughter, he clarified, “I mean, I never stole anyone’s dinner reservations, and I’ve never wrecked a five star restaurant.”

Jinki interrupted with a sarcastic “Thanks Jonghyun, I’m grateful for your support,” which earned laughter from everyone, even Minho. 

“So what embarrassing thing did you do with Y/N” Key asked.

“Ah. . . Y/N, I know you’re listening, so promise you’ll still love me after this.” Following encouragement from his members, Jonghyun began, “So, you all know Y/N wrote a book—”

Minho jumped at the opportunity to tease, “How could we ever forget? You were obsessed with it.”

“Wasn’t that before you started dating?” Taemin questioned. 

Jinki corrected in a wise tone, “That was before they even met.”

“Right,” Jonghyun verified. “So I was recommending it to everyone. And I ended up going to one of her book signings. I was wearing a mask to avoid causing a scene. I had this whole little speech prepared about how much I loved her art and how it moved me. But when I finally got up there, she recognized me by my eyes.”

Key hummed, “That’s romantic,” and you smiled at Jonghyun’s retelling of the beginning of your love story. 

“She asked if I was Jonghyun, and I nodded, so she started gushing about how I’m her favorite artist. She was saying all these beautiful things about how sometimes I’m all she can stand to listen to when she’s lonely— and I was so close to crying, I completely forgot my speech. So I ended up reciting something Key said about the book-”

“Yah!” Key suddenly yelped, causing you to falter as you stepped off the bus. “So you mean Y/N is supposed to love me?”

“No!” Jonghyun disagreed instantly. “We were already in love! We were just soulmates who hadn’t met yet!”

Minho grumbled, “Well, that’s still not the same as Onew stealing my reservations.”

“My point is— wait, I just thought of a better example. For Y/N’s birthday, her mom sent these beautiful flowers to our apartment. And I woke up early to make breakfast and to check the mail and all that, so I was the one who brought the flowers in. Y/N walked into the room and assumed I bought the flowers. She looked so pretty, I couldn’t think clearly enough to explain that her Mom sent them.”

“You’re being too mushy,” Jinki groaned.

“Yah! This is what happens when you love someone!” Jonghyun defended himself but laughed nonetheless. “Anyway, then her mom called to ask if the flowers arrived safely, but Y/N was like—” Jonghyun cleared his throat and mimicked your voice, “‘I only got flowers from my sweet, precious Jonghyun.’” And once the other guys’ laughter died down, Jonghyun continued, “But her mom didn’t press it. But then later, she texted to ask if I’d taken credit for the beautiful birthday bouquet.”

Taemin squeaked, “Ah— just hearing this is embarrassing me.”

“Did you tell Y/N the truth? Or apologize to her mother?” Minho asked. 

“Of course I didn’t tell Y/N!” Jonghyun elaborated, “I was humiliated enough already! And I offered to pay her mom for the flowers, but she said I could repay her by loving Y/N. And, you know, that’s not really all that difficult.”

“So,” Minho hummed, trying to derive a moral from Jonghyun’s ramblings. “What you’re saying is, I should forgive Onew as long as he loves his girl?”

“That’s what I would do,” Jonghyun advised. Then, to Jinki, he said, “But you should probably apologize to the restaurant, Onew, and maybe not make a habit of stealing people’s reservations.”

“But Jonghyun—” Taemin interrupted softly. “This flower thing happened a long time ago, right? You don’t still do stuff like that with Y/N, right?”

“Taem, Y/N’s birthday was last month,”  Jonghyun admitted matter-of-factly. “I’m always a fool for her, that’s just a part of love.”

And that last sentence is why you smiled as you waited for your precious fool in the lobby of the radio station.

[dc-marvel-imagines]

Wait...Your..?! - Peter Parker/Spider-man x Reader

Request: Hi omg I love your work!! Can I please request a spidey x reader civil war fic where they are on opposite sides during the fight but are also dating and find out mid battle? Idk..        

Having powers were cool and all but if you were someone who knew that powers could easily cause people harm then you’d need to train to control them better. That was your case in fact, you gained powers after an accident that happened when you were younger.

It all started when you were on a field trip in middle school when something blew up and the next thing you knew you woke up in a hospital bed with either ice on the bed and in the room or snow here and there falling from the roof.

It wasn’t until much later that a man who went by the name of Steve Rodgers offered you a place to train in order for you to control these new found ice powers of yours and still have a some what normal life.

It helped as you were now better with controlling it and also a high school student, you also had a hero name as well as a suit along with a friendly partner to help protect the city of Queens.

Spider-Man and Frost were the two main hero’s in the city stopping anyone and anything.

Though unknowing to both ‘partners’ they were actually lovers, yup you were dating the lovable dork and nerd - Peter Parker. At first you two were good friends and he even one day visited you in your hospital room glad you were okay and helped you recover.

Of course though you didn’t tell Peter about your new powers at that time due to the fear of you not being accepted over taking. That fear grew larger when he asked you out and continued to grow as time went on.

Then again you weren’t aware of Peter being the friendly neighborhood Spider-man, but of course when saving a city you both were more focused on the fact of saving people rather then who was behind the mask of one another.

Anyway after a day of school you walked home with Peter and Ned, those two talking up a storm as you listened to music on your iPod as you held Peter’s hand, the three of you were all walking home together like usual..first your house, then Peters and lastly Ned’s.

As your house came to sight you sighed and took off your headphones and smiled towards your friends/boyfriend.

“Well this is my stop, see you two at school alright?” You told. “Yeah see you at school.” Ned says. “I’ll call you later, okay (Y/N)?” Peter says. “Okay.” You nodded.

Smiling at them you walked up the stairs to your home after closing the gate behind you and walked inside, locking the door you took your shoes off and walked more inside the home since your parents weren’t here yet you silently walked up stairs to you room and closed the door.

Not long later though someone rang the door bell and you groaned as you just got home this was the last thing you wanted, walking back down after dropping off your bag you opened the door only to gasp at who it was.

“Steve?” You asked. “I need your help kid.” Steve muttered. “With what?” You asked.

Turning around a bit Steve looked at the car parked just outside your house and nodded his head towards you, two guys walked out and up to your home. Raising any eyebrow at this Steve asked if they could come in so he can explain.

Letting them in you locked the door and met with them in the kitchen, Steve then explained that his friend Bucky who you noticed to have a metal arm was in need of help and also explained what had happened for him you soon knew what Steve would soon ask you about.

“What do you need me to do?” You asked. “Tony and many others want to lock him up, but we want to know if it’s alright that you’ll fight along side us.” Steve said. “You don’t have to if you don’t believe in this kid.” Sam said. “No...I’ll fight along side you. Besides I do owe you one Steve when I needed help you offered and I was able to get on with my life with not much fear as last time.” You agreed. “Wait is this really a good idea? She’s a kid...” Bucky spoke up finally. “She can pack a punch and also handle herself.” Steve chuckled. “How?” Bucky asked. “Show him squirt.” Sam smirked.

Laughing a bit you grabbed a cup of water and filled it up, giving it to Bucky to hold he took it with a confused look and with just one finger you froze the water inside the cup.

“I can do much more thanks to Steve but for now that’s all I can show, I’ll help you as I can tell you weren’t in control and you do actually regret it. You deserve another chance and I’ll help Steve fight for that chance for you.” You explained.

**Time Skip**

Turns out Steve had hoped one day you would become a member of the Avengers and had Fury at one point make a new suit for you, it was in the color of both dark and light blue with a hint of black and some what white.

It felt amazing and looked good as well, thanking Steve for this you then went with the plan and were in the airport terminal with Bucky and Sam. Waiting for the signal to fight.

When it did come around you ran with them side by side with you in the middle of both men, that's when the shock happened. Spider man arrived! And...he was fighting with Iron-man...

“Spidey?” You asked shocked. “F-Frost? Your on Caps side?” Spider-man asked. “Yes, I think this man deserves a second chance it wasn’t who he really was when all that happened.” You replied. “I guess we got no choice but to fight one another...” Spider-man muttered. “Guess we do.” You sighed.

And with that the fight between former partners started, using your ice powers you sent some ice to flow in front of you as your other hand sent some to push you forwards to slide on the ice under you.

(Like the GIF above)

The fight was bittersweet as Spider-man actually did a good job of switching between you, Sam and Bucky from time to time. But that soon ended when both men got stuck from Spider-man’s webs and it left you and him fighting one another.

However after a small slip up on your behalf both of who you two really were revealed to one another...

“Ow...damn Peter will surely ask about this...” You groaned. “Ask about wha-?” Spider-man replied, getting caught off guard when he saw your face.

As you stood up you realized your mask must’ve been destroyed and all was left that Spider-man was staring at you in shock, shit....did he already know who you were? If that was the case then....you’d have a lot of explaining to do...

Something you feared that one day would happen...

For spidey he was shocked that the young hero he partnered up with and recently just fought was in fact his girlfriend. Peter didn’t know what to feel he was actually pretty much both shocked a little betrayed.

Shocked because he didn’t realize he was dating his partner in crime...

A little betrayed because he realized that when he noticed she was hiding something and whenever he asked what was wrong she said ‘nothing if I told you you’d hate me’ - at first he thought the worst but since it was this he was a bit betrayed that she’d think he wouldn’t accept her.

“(Y/N)?” Peter asked. “Do I know you?” You asked. “Babe your....” Peter said.

Babe? Wait...the only person who called you that was....

“Peter?” You asked.

Taking off his mask you two looked at one another in shock, so all this time they had been fighting side by side one another and didn’t even know it? How the hell does that happen?!

“Wait...Your Frost/Spider-man?!” You both shout.

**Time Skip**

When the day ended you were forced back to Queens and went straight to your home not speaking to Peter fearing he now hated you for fighting for what you believed and also for not telling you his secret. You came to terms with accepting him as Spider-man rather quickly but with having ice powers made you feel different more so then Peter ever was really.

The excuse of what happened to you was that you got jumped but Peter saved you, your parents bought that lie and patched up your wounds even though they already had been and sent you to your room to rest.

About five minutes later Peter showed up at your window and entered inside after you saw him and waited, silently closing the window he sighed and walked towards the end of your bed and sat down.

“Listen I...I’m sorry for the fight, and I need to know this..” Peter started. “What is it?” You asked. “Why didn’t you tell me about being Frost?” Peter asked, careful not to let your parents know. “When you gain ice powers and at first they were out of control you get the fear of being rejected by those you love....Cap helped me control these new powers and I needed to repay him for that by fighting along side him and help Bucky get out of there...I know we view things different but when it was explained to me I had to accept his offer of help.” You explained. “I know I know, but you need to understand no matter what happens I still love you and accept you.” Peter says.

Smiling you move closer to him and hug him close, despite the wounds on both of you and how they hurt you two held one another in an embrace that was very much needed.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, I feared you would hate me but I’m so happy you still accept me.” You smiled. “We still partners in crime?” Peter asked. “Yeah you lovable goof.” You laughed.

Smiling at one another you then leaned in for a short kiss and for about an hour you both sat on your bed speaking about things before Peter sneaked back out of your room and back home.

Laying on your bed you smiled brightly as you continued on to think on the fact your dorky boyfriend accepted you no matter what.

Heck why did you fear that he wouldn’t in the first place?

||A/N: Sorry this took so long I wasn’t sure how the hell to start it off, but either way I hope you like it!!||