#pete davidson fluff

[talaok]

At the Met

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x actress! reader

summary: You and Pedro, Hollywood's hottest couple, attend the Met Gala together, but when you find out your ex was invited too, things start going sideways.

warning: angst, jealousy, age-gap

a/n: this was a request by the lovely @vawnila but since I am delusional, I decided to merge it with yesterday's event bc this man...

Pt. 2

[ "And here they come! y/n y/l/n and Pedro Pascal, Hollywood's hottest couple!"

"wow, they look amazing" ]

You'd been to the Met before, and so had Pedro, but going as a couple was something much different, especially with all the talk you two had caused in the last six months. There wasn't a magazine or a blog that wasn't talking about your age gap or the way you'd both robbed millions of women and men of the chance to be with Hollywood's most desired bachelor and bachelorette.

The past few months had been a mess, and still, you didn't think you'd ever had that much fun.

Pedro was everything you had ever wished for in a man. he was kind and sweet and funny, and not any less handsome, he was perfect.

So when he took your hands in his as you walked up the carpet, you couldn't help but smile up at him, just for him to meet your glance with the same adoration.

The carpet was the easy part though, what actually scared you, was the dinner.

Being seated next to a bunch of celebrities you didn't know... that was your personal version of hell, but at least this year Pedro was gonna be next to you.

The first part of the dinner went well, the first moments were awkward as you had expected, but then the woman sitting opposite you broke the ice and everyone seemed to relax.

Pedro sensed your tension at times and tried to soothe you by placing his hand on your thigh, or murmuring something to your ear that most times resembled something like "We're almost done, sweetheart".

It was a good table, don't get me wrong, but there was something about knowing you were being watched and filmed and photographed by the world's most popular celebrities that always prevented you from fully calming down.

You were always on edge, only waiting for something bad to happen, until finally, your fear came to life.

You had excused yourself to go to the bathroom and were finding your way through the maze made of chairs and tables arranged in the room, when you felt a tap on your shoulder.

"Hey baby"

wait a minute,

you knew that voice.

You turned around, "Hi Nathan"

Of course you'd meet your ex here.

"Funny meeting you here" he grinned

"I had no idea you were coming"

"Neither did I about you, darling," he said, his eyes traveling up and down your body, not even pretending to not be checking you out "You're beautiful as ever" he complimented, his fingers tracing the side of your dress, and you just smiled, rolling your eyes playfully "really" he spoke, his voice lower "You're breathtaking, baby"

"thank you" You felt your cheeks get some involuntary color "You're not so bad yourself, you know?"

"why thank you" he joked "I wanted to find someone to have some fun with, but I think I might just have"

"Nathan..."

"What princess?"

You sighed "You can use my name y'know?"

"oh I know" he reassured "I just know how much you like when I call you names" he murmured, getting closer as he moved some hair away from your face "especially on some occasions"

"Nathan what are you d-"

"c'mon y/n you know what you mean to me," he said, his voice already resembling a beg "I'm not asking for anything, I'm just saying you know we could have fun... like the old times"

"Nathan I-"

"y/n I love you" he confessed, not for the first time since the breakup "You know I love you. I love you so much I can't live without you. This past year has been hell, and I know it's been the same for you. I need you y/n, and you need me, baby, we need each other." he spoke seemingly without taking a single breath, and you were frantically looking around you, praying no one was paying you two any mind "and I know you love me back, just admit it, we could start all over again, just forget all about the past" he implored.

"Nathan I have a boyfriend" you spat out

"who, that grandpa?" he mocked "I know you don't love him, he's just a-a phase, you know you should be with me. Deep down you know" 

You hadn't noticed how his hand had made its way to your arm.

"Let's go now, we can take my car and run away baby"

Your mouth gaped open but before you could speak, a barking voice intervened.

"go where?"

Your eyes traveled to your left, and just as you suspected, they met Pedro's.

Nathan, like the coward that he was, swallowed nervously as he looked back at you.

"nowhere," you said "Don't worry babe" you tried being casual, as you took a step toward your boyfriend, feeling grateful for a way out of that situation "Well it was nice seeing you Nathan, but I better go now," you forced a polite smile at him, as you intertwined your arm with your boyfriend's.

"goodbye buddy," Pedro said, in a more than slightly threatening tone.

"c'mon," you urged him, starting to walk away.

"think about what I said" Nathan spoke again, his tone deprived of all bravery all of a sudden.

You didn't even look back, just started to quicken your pace towards the table (Your need to use the bathroom had been long forgotten) when you felt Pedro tightening his arm's grip as he moved you into the trajectory of a private part of the gallery.

You frowned, once he stopped, looking around at the empty room.

"what is it?"

"What is it?" he repeated, clearly incredulous

"What?"

"What did he tell you?"

"Who"

"y/n..."

"Nathan?" you asked "Babe who cares, you know how he is, he's dumb, there's nothing I can do about it"

"tell me what he told you" you could see perfectly through this calm act.

You sighed "he told me he loves me and that I should run away with him"

"that's it?"

"Yes Pedro, that's it"

"What did you say?"

You gasped, offended and slightly annoyed "What do you think I told him, that I loved him back and to wait for me outside?!"

"What did you tell him?"

"Are you fuckin- I told him that I have a boyfriend"

He nodded perhaps satisfied "He was touching you"

"my arm" you reminded him.

"and your cheek" he reminded you too "this is the last time he does this" he decided "I'm gonna go talk to him"

"No, Pedro-" you grabbed his arm "I can deal with this on my own, plus, you're too mad, you can't go now"

"You've already dealt with this on your own, and it doesn't seem like you've made much progress"

You gasped, now actually mad "This is my problem, Pedro, you don't have anything to do with it"

"It's my problem too when it involves you"

"no, it's not."

"y/n I'm trying to help you"

"well I don't want your help, not with this"

"Why? 'cause it sure looks like you need it"

You scowled at him "fuck you"

"It's the truth y/n this guy's been bothering you since before we got together, that's not fucking normal"

"I know it isn't but I'm dealing with it in my own way"

"and I can't try my way?"

"well, I'm sorry if I don't want you to go out there and punch him, Pedro!" 

He paused, clearly as a part of him wanted to reply that he wouldn't have, another part informed him that there was a high probability he would have, in fact, punched the guy.

"y/n-"

"no you know what, I'm tired of this- this thing you do. I don't need to be saved, I can take care of myself"

"I don't doubt that, but I just wanted to help"

"you know you were not gonna help Pedro" You shot him a look "And I'm tired of this- jealousy" you sighed "I love you, Pedro, you know that, but if you don't trust me I don't understand how we could possibly have a relationship"

"I do trust you"

"then I could go out there and talk to Nathan right now?" you challenged "or you fear he might convince me, and I might run away with him?"

His jaw twitched.

"see" you breathed "just as I predicted"

" y/n-"he tried putting his hands on your waist but you stopped him.

"no, Pedro" you took a step back "Just-" you sighed "I need to be alone"

[ "Someone's coming out, it looks like... Pedro Pascal has just left the Gala"

"Where's the missus?"

"I don't see her"

"well you heard it here first folks, It looks like Pedro Pascal has just left the Met Gala with y/n y/l/n nowhere in sight" ]

Pt. 2

[crazyinluvfix]

MASTERLIST

hey babes x

masterlist for my multi fandom blog, and when i say multi fandom i mean literally anything !!

request in bio and i will deliver. i’m talking music, movies, tv shows, books, you name it i’m there

i’ll write anything within reason ( smut, fluff, angst, etc. )

fics with * will have smut

TEEN WOLF:

STILES STILINSKI -

‘FATAL ATTRACTION’ chapter masterlist

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES -

KLAUS MIKAELSON -

‘DON’T NEED SAVING’

EMINEM -

coming soon…

[samaraannhan20]

Masterlist

JJ Maybank

imagines: 

JJ Maybank Fluff ABC’s 

Austin Butler 

College AU!: 

Hostage Situation (NEW)

Yes to the Dress

Disney Trip 

I just need to be near you. 

Stay at My Place

The Golden Globes 

Study Surprise

imagines: 

Austin Butler Fluff ABC’s

Harry Styles 

College AU!

(Not in timeline order)

The Eras Tour (NEW)

The Final Show

Spring Break (happens before parts of Keep Driving and all of Expensive) 

Expensive 

Keep Driving 

College Visit 

imagines: 

Home for the Holidays

Harry Styles Fluff ABC’s 

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw 

imagines: 

I'm Off to Save the Queen

Drunk Sailors 

Come Back Home

To Be Loved By You

The Accident

Bradley Rooster Bradshaw Fluff ABC’s

Anxiety

The Proposal

Coming Home

Pete Davidson 

imagines: 

Puppy Love

Visit 

The 20th Anniversary

Family Issues 

Nonsense

Pete Davidson Fluff ABC’s

The Kim Situation

Blurb

He Proposes

Lip Gallagher 

imagines: 

Lip Gallagher Fluff ABC’s

Steve Harrington 

imagines: 

Secrets Don't Make Friends

That Time Again 

I Think I Love You

Steve Harrington Fluff ABC’s

Sunburned

Eddie Munson 

imagines: 

Eddie Munson Fluff ABC’s

Jasper Hale 

imagines:

Jasper Hale Fluff ABC’s

Heat Exhaustion

Spencer Reid

imagines: 

You Have An Audience

Skinny Dipping

Spencer Reid Fluff ABC’s

John B Routlege

John B Fluff ABC's

Bucky Barnes

Fate (NEW)

[urdadisdumb]

MASTERLIST

🍋=smut 🍓=fluff 🥝=angst

Colson Baker/MGK

JXDN/Jaden Hossler

Pete Davidson

Vinnie Hacker

[dumbass-hoeblog]

Hello loves ❤️💓

My name is mickey and I write fanfiction and head cannons and incorrect quotes ✏️😁

If you would like to request something feel free to or if want to ask me a question feel free

Who i write for

Hermione Granger

Fred Weasley

Jj maybank

John b Rutledge

Sarah Cameron

Anakin Skywalker

Obi wan kenobi

Peter maximoff

Pietro maximoff

maddison Montgomery

Lando Norris

Lewis Hamilton

[dead-un-arrival]

ACTORS MASTERLIST

Nick Robinson

Thanks, James 💖

You are an up-and-coming director who recently wrote and directed a major film that is coming out soon starring Robert Downey Jr. and Jennifer Garner. While you are on “The Late Late Show with James Corden” you start talking about your interest in other actors; Nick Robinson in particular.

Pete Davidson

Hangover Confessions 💖

It’s your birthday and you’re in love with your best friend.

Tom Holland

Tea and Hot Cocoa 💖

Tom attempts to take the next step in your relationship.

Sebastian Stan

The Proposal 💖

Sebastian realizes he’s ready to spend the rest of his life with you and you finally get a break from work. This makes it the perfect opportunity for him to propose. Featuring: Chris Evans.

[queen-helaenas-pet-spider]

AKIANGEL + THIS PIC OF ARIANA GRANDE AND PETE DAVIDSON!!!!

[cockpunchlore]

𝒸𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝒸

ao3

It was 2 in the morning when Colson showed up at Pete’s door. His eyes were bloodshot, hair in clumps of blonde, soaked from the endless rain outside. Trembling hands balled into tight fists and disappeared inside the pockets of his leather jacket when the door clicked open.

Then there was Pete. He stood in his sweatpants, one hand leaning over the doorframe, his expression shifting into one of concern as he scanned his eyes across his best friend’s face. He was met with sudden guilt at his earlier bout of annoyance at having to leave his bed and put on pants and he hoped Colson didn't notice his nails dig into his palms when he spoke.

“come in.”, He cracked the door open a little wider and stepped to the side to invite the blonde inside.

“I uh- the place is fucked but I got the heat on-” Pete spoke as he led them through the hallway.

“-and you can look through my shit in here for a change of clothes, I doubt you'll find anything in leather and latex but hey at least they aren't wet- I've just got Rick and Morty on the background but we can switch to music if you wanted- and I just got some new blunt wraps that we could try out- oh and did you want coffee?”

The two came to a halt at the kitchen bench and the slightest smile tugged at Colson’s lips, in awe at how quickly this man was able to change his mood with just a few words.

“Thanks”, he cringed at the way his voice croaked under the syllables and attempted to clear his throat.

He let his eyes leave the floor and travel up to meet Pete's gaze, pausing over the exposed waistband of his boxers a little longer than he’d like to admit before settling on the hazel orbs.

“And-uh yes please, for the coffee.”

“Black”, he added.

“Iced, I know”, Pete finished his eyeroll gaining a chuckle from Colson.

“My bad”

It had always been so easy with Pete. not that he expected it to be like that with everyone else, but it was times like these that he was especially grateful for this man’s existence and he doubted that any words he could string together to tell him so would ever suffice. He shook his head as fought his thoughts from lingering over how he felt about the younger man. Muttering something about a shower, Colson disappeared into the darkness of the hallway.

Colson was wearing a pair of Pete’s purple Spongebob sweats when he emerged from the shower, hair leaving a trail of fading droplets into the carpet as he made his way through the hallway.

His footsteps slowed to a stop once his eyes landed on Pete’s frame lit up only by the dim blues of the television which was now playing some true crime show. Dateline, he remembered Pete had told him, and he smiled to himself recalling that conversation.

Pete’s eyes stayed glued to the screen, and Colson, not wanting to break him from his trance, leaned against the wall and admired the younger man. He sat with his head leaned back, one leg pulled up to his chest while the other lay over the coffee table. A hand reached back to pull at the brown curls at the nape of his neck and Colson’s heart rate climbed as he watched.

He could already picture the expression written on Pete’s face, eyebrows knitted together in concentration, chewing on the inside of his cheek, completely lost to this world. His breath hitched as he let his thoughts about the boy drift into less purer ones.

He had already thought it through, sure the repercussions were merely an afterthought, but if there ever came the time to kiss the brunette he wouldn't hesitate. In fact, he'd be lying if he said he hadn't imagined doing a lot more than that.

He couldn't pinpoint exactly when his feelings for him turned from platonic to sexual but now that they had he didn't know how to act around his best friend anymore. That was the honest reason why he had avoided seeing Pete for as long as he had and he hated the fact that a drug-filled bender was what had broken that spell.

Colson snapped back to reality in an instance when the brunette turned his head to meet his gaze.

“You're back”, Pete spoke through a smile.

“Hi”, Colson couldn't help but do the same.

Pete made it a point, patting the spot next to him using both hands before turning his gaze back to the screen in front. Colson clumsily made his way back to him narrowly avoiding the piles of discarded clothes before reaching the couch.

“My Spongebob looks good on you”

“Your wh- oh”, it took him a second to process the way he had phrased his compliment and he could only laugh in response.

“Good enough for me to keep?”, he threw half-heartedly curious as for the boy's reaction.

“mhmm”, He replied with a genuine certainty that it made Colson's heart do that flippy-over thing that Pete's words apparently now did do him.

Colson shuffled the rest of the way over to the space next to Pete’s before sinking onto the soft cushions below. Pete readjusted in his chair before leaning his head into the crook of Colson’s shoulder.

“You know you don't have to say anything if you don't want to”. gentle words lingered their warm breath against the nape of Colson's neck.

“I know”

He ignored the way his chest clenched as his friend passed him an assuring smile when he didn't elaborate. Instead, he let his head drop to cradle into the younger man’s touch and let his eyes land on the screen where the host's demeanor sounded a tad too cheery to be describing a murder scene.

Not removing his eyes from the TV, Colson moved his arm back to wrap around the younger man and bit back a smile as he felt Pete shift closer and sink into his touch.

[hollywoodxwhore]

long day

Pete Davidson x Female Reader

Warnings/Tags: Smut (18+), shower sex, fluff

Words: 1578

Requested? Yes! "Could I request a Pete Davidson shower smut where him and the reader have both had long stressful days at work and they both try to help each other relax" Hope you enjoy!

I feel like this isn't my best. Hopefully y'all still like it!

The longer you sat on the floor, slumped over your knees, still in your work clothes, the guiltier you felt. 

You had promised Pete that tonight, the two of you would have sex. But you were so tired. Work was killing you and the last thing you wanted to do was make yourself sexy. Sex with your boyfriend was great, of course, but you didn’t know if you could bring yourself to snap out of your exhausted mood to put on a show for him. 

You looked up guiltily when you heard Pete walk in through the garage door, but when your eyes landed on him, you were surprised to find him looking just as exhausted as you were, if not more. He shrugged out of his coat, hanging it over the back of the couch, and joined you on the floor, lying on his back with his limbs splayed. He let out a dramatic, chest-heaving sigh.

“Hey,” you greeted, snuggling into his side. 

He wrapped an arm around you and pressed a kiss to your head. “Hey,” he murmured. 

“You okay?” you asked.

Pete hesitated. “Don’t hate me.” 

“I could never,” you said. You lifted your head to look at him, brow furrowing. 

Pete guiltily met your eyes and winced. “I don’t think I can get off this floor, let alone have sex tonight,” he admitted.

“Oh, thank god,” you said in a rush of breath. Pete raised a brow. You smiled sheepishly. “Sorry. I just meant that I feel the same. I’m exhausted.”

“Long day?” Pete asked.

“The longest,” you said, stifling a yawn. “You?”

“Thought it would never end,” Pete muttered. He rubbed his eyes and groaned. “I need to take a shower.”

“Me too,” you mumbled. 

Pete glanced down at you. “Shower with me?” he asked. 

You smiled softly and leaned in to kiss his lips. “Sure.”

The two of you trudged to the bathroom, lazily shedding your clothes, and as Pete heated up the water, you set out clean towels. He stepped under the water and offered you his hand, helping you into the big shower. Under the stream, Pete wrapped his arms around you and you sighed, closing your eyes as your arms circled his thin waist. 

After a few moments, Pete pulled back and pumped some shampoo into his hand. He gestured for you to turn around and when you did, he slowly started washing your hair. You sighed and tipped your head back, closing your eyes as his fingers worked up a lather. He took the showerhead off and brought it to your hair, rinsing the suds out. 

“My turn,” you said, turning around once your hair was rinsed. 

Pete chuckled. “Can you even reach?”

“Oh, shut up,” you said with a grin, giving his ass a little smack before pumping some shampoo into your hand. “Tilt your head back, giant.” 

Pete chuckled and did as he was told, sighing when your hands found his hair, nails scratching gently against his scalp. “That’s so good, babe,” he groaned. “Can you do that forever?”

“My arms might get tired,” you said with a giggle, guiding him under the stream of the shower to rinse off. 

Next, Pete’s hands were filled with body wash and he rubbed it into your back and neck, easing the tense muscles there. Pete chuckled as he felt you melt beneath his hands. As his hands made their trek on your skin, you were surprised to find a dull throb making its way between your legs. When soapy hands cupped your breasts from behind, your breath hitched and your back arched almost against your will. Pete chuckled lowly as you stepped under the stream to rinse off.

You  swallowed as you poured body wash into your hands, trying to compose yourself. Pete turned his back to you but not before you noticed he was hard. You bit your lip, surprised to find yourself actually wanting him despite your exhaustion. It wasn’t really that much of a surprise though. It didn’t take much to get you going with a man like Pete as your boyfriend. 

You took your time soaping up his body, maybe taking more time than necessary when your hand found his abs. Pete tensed slightly, chuckling. “You change your mind?” he asked. 

“Maybe,” you said quietly, kissing his back as your hand moved lower, wrapping around his cock. Pete sucked in a breath, letting out a quiet, “fuck” as you moved your hand slowly. “Feels like you changed your mind, too,” you remarked. 

“Oh, this?” Pete teased. “Nah. This is n-nothing.” His little stammer gave him away and you shook your head, grinning at his attempt at a joke. After a few more moments of your hand moving, Pete wrapped a hand around your wrist, pulling your hand away. “Fuck,” he growled, turning around and pulling you into him for a kiss. 

You couldn’t help but moan softly as his lips found yours, one big hand wrapping around your hip as the other landed between your legs. You whimpered as his skilled fingers worked your clit slowly, making your legs quake. “Pete,” you whined, head falling back, and he wasted no time in bringing his lips to your neck, kissing and sucking at the skin gently. 

“You want to, baby?” he murmured against your neck. 

“Y-yes,” you gasped, gripping his shoulders firmly as he continued to rub circles into your clit. The pressure was amazing and you let out a whine, hips twitching forward. 

“Turn around for me,” Pete mumbled in your ear before nipping at your earlobe. You swallowed hard and obliged, planting your hands on the wall and bending over slightly, ass pressing out. Pete groaned and ran a hand down your back, then slowly over the curve of your ass. “God, you’re so hot. Can’t believe you’re mine,” he rasped. 

You gasped quietly as you felt the head of Pete’s cock nudge your entrance, and you spread your legs wider for him. He bent his knees slightly and slowly pushed into you, both of you gasping when he was in to the hilt. “Fuck, so tight for me,” Pete moaned breathlessly.

You closed your eyes as Pete began to move, slowly fucking into you, hands wrapped firmly around your hips. “Oh god,” you moaned, letting your head hang down as the head of his dick grazed your g-spot.

“Right there, baby?” Pete questioned.

“Yes, Pete, god,” you groaned, pressing your ass back against him more firmly. “Harder, baby, please!”

Pete did as he was told, speeding up and fucking you harder. It had been so long and you were already  starting to pulse around him when his thrusts faltered. Confused, you glanced over your shoulder in time to see him removing the showerhead again. You were in the dark for no more than a second before you realized what he was doing. With one swift click on the dial, he changed the setting of the showerhead and brought it between your legs. 

“Fuck!” you cried out as the showerhead delivered pressure to your clit, just as Pete started to fuck you harder. “Pete, y-you’re gonna make me come–”

“Yeah, baby, come for me,” Pete gritted out, and your back arched as your orgasm crashed into you. Your  head spun and you slid down the wall slightly, panting hard when it was over. Pete replaced the showerhead and pulled out of you gently. 

You watched as he sat down on the built-in bench, admiring his body and the way his stiff cock stood up, waiting for you. Pete spun you around so your back was to his chest, and he pulled you into his lap, guiding his cock back inside of you. You unwound again quickly, letting your head fall back onto his shoulder as his big hands massaged your breasts. You were helpless to do anything but take it as Pete thrusted up into you. His fingers tweaked your nipples, circling them lightly, and your back arched. 

“Oh shit,” you panted. 

“Y-you close for me?” Pete moaned, and you nodded. “Turn around, wanna watch you come.”

You hurried to do as you were told, climbing back into his lap with your hands on his shoulders. He pushed you back just slightly as you took him, and slipped his hand between your bodies, wet fingers finding your clit and rubbing slowly. You took your breasts into your own hands, thumbing your nipples as Pete watched helplessly, fucking up into you.

“Oh god, Y/N,” he groaned. “You’re so fucking  perfect.” Deep brown eyes wandered your body helplessly, landing on your chest as he twisted tight circles into your clit. Your legs shook and you cried out, back arching as another orgasm washed over you. As you came down, you realized Pete was moaning louder, hands tightening on your hips, and you rolled your hips down, hard. With one final gasp, Pete’s hips jerked as he came, filling you up. 

You slumped against him, panting, feeling dirtier than before you’d entered the shower. Your eyes began to droop and Pete chuckled. “Ah ah, no sleeping yet,” he insisted, standing up and setting you down. You grumbled in complaint but let him help you rinse off. 

Afterwards, the two of you ended up in bed, wrapped around each other beneath the blankets, both of your eyes barely open. “I love you, you know that?” Pete mumbled sleepily.

You nodded, humming happily. “I love you, too.”

[creativitysparks4everxoxo]

Noah/Mirage: An appreciation post

...because I kid you not, Noah/Mirage has officially taken over my brain. Ask me how many fics I've read of these 2 since Sunday. I have actually lost count. 🤭

I like that there's something in the Noah/Mirage tag for everyone. There are multiple categories like:

Angst

Hurt/comfort

Friendship

Fluff

Smut

Comedy

And so on

I also like that with each passing day more and more fics get uploaded to AO3 and here and they just keep getting better and better! More chapters for stories that I initially thought would be oneshots. Yes please! And don't even get me started on the fanart! 😍 Absolutely gorgeous work! I am always terrified to draw characters from Transformers because I fear that I will get too caught up in trying to draw all the details, even though I don't have to do that. I just need to freaking draw! 🤪 It's an internal struggle and it's why I haven't really contributed to this tag yet. (shame on me) But just seeing all the wonderful artwork of these 2 makes me so happy because it means other people get it. There are other people out there like me that like Noah/Mirage and they understand just exactly who these characters are and what their story is.

I still cannot get over the little factoids for ROTB, like how that line...you know which one 😉 was actually improvised by Pete Davidson! Like he channeled his inner Mirage and said it because he just knew Mirage would say that. I love that! Or how the folks from the official Transformers socials have seen content for these two and they just rolled with it [pun totally intended]. They are encouraging Noah/Mirage fans because they know what's up and they know we know what's up. It's glorious!

I like that many fanfic writers have devoted so much of their time and energy to write juicy fanfics for this tag. They stay up late to write these fics and I stay up late to finish reading them. It's a total win-win! 🙌🏾 And even though there's only a handful of fanfics for Noah/Mirage at the moment, I just know that we will hit 100+ fics in good time on AO3. I can't wait!

Okay, I think I'll shut up now and just squeal in anticipation for tonight as I get ready to watch ROTB for the third time. It's going to be great and I can't wait! 😀

[moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown]

Hey can i request a imagine with Pete Davidson x Female reader

where there dating but shes 18 or 19 and they both get hate cause of the age gap and they get into a argument over it and he calls her a kid or something and that makes her more upset and then it just ends in fluff and stuff?

Uhhhhh well since I don’t really write much anymore, and I haven’t really been in my Pete davidson area of my merry go round brain, I’ll post this and see if anyone who is writing for Pete wants to try it out.

Apologies to you anon.

My brain has become intwined with

*angel harp noise*

✨Joseph Quinn.✨

My British white man of the year.

[markdelonge]

ariana grande's "sweetener"

lyrics / album prompt

for blink-182 stories !! (pink font means ive used a prompt)

. . . .

raindrops (an angel cried)

p1: "the day you left me, an angel cried"

angst/break up

....

blazed - travis barker

never let you go

p2: " i don't care who is listening cuz they be making fun of this on tv. they wouldn't laugh if they were inside my past life with you and they were me"

fluff / reassurance

.....

the light is coming

p3 "the light is coming to give back everything the darkness stole"

fluff

....

r.e.m - mark hoppus

excuse me, i love you

p4: " you're like: "i love you—who starts a conversation like that?" nobody, but i do. you are not a picture, i can't cut you up and hide you. i'll get you out my mind .. or try to. i just wanna stand and yell. i would never dare to tell. think i heard some wedding bells, shh, keep it to yourself. is this real? before you speak, don't move because i don't wanna wake up. "

fluff

....

God is a woman

p5: "you're different from the rest, and boy, if you confess, you might get blessed. see if you deserve what comes next."

fluff

....

sweetener

p6 "i don't know what i'd do without you in my life, it'd be so sour. i'm hoping that everybody can experience what we had in ours"

fluff

....

successful

p7: "tonight i'm a baller, babe. even way beneath it . what else is there to say 'stead of "you should play with me"?

smut???

....

everytime - tom delonge

back to you

<tom and y/n have a off and on relationship that has lasted for more than twenty years>

p8: "i get tired of your no-shows, you get tired of my control ... they keep telling me to let go, but i dont really let go when i say so ... you get high and call on the regular. i get weak and fall like a teenager. why, oh, why does God keep bringing me back to you? i get drunk, pretend that i'm over it. self-destruct, show up like an idiot. why, oh, why does God keep bringing me back to you?"

angst/fluff

....

breathin' - mark hoppus

p9: "you remind me of a time when things werent so complicated. all i need is to see your face."

fluff/angst

....

no tears left to cry - tom delonge

p10: "we way too fly to partake in all this hate, we out here vibing"

fluff/reassurance

....

borderline - travis barker

p11: "baby, i just want you to be mine. wont you give me a bit of your time? chasing you, no, i won't stop trying. just meet me at the borderline"

fluff

....

better off - tom delonge

p12: "i'd rather just watch you smoke and drink. steering clear of any headaches to start, and if we're being honest, i'd rather your body than half of your heart or jealous-ridden comments that come when you let in them feelings that i don't want"

angst

....

goodnight n go - tom delonge

stay with me

<tom misses a flight and stays

with his childhood best friend>

p13: "one of these days, you'll miss your train and come stay with me. we'll have drinks and talk about things and any excuse to stay awake with you. you'd sleep here, i'd sleep there, but then the heating may be down again - at my convenience. we'd be good, we'd be great together"

fluff

....

pete davidson - mark hoppus

ready for you

p14: "i thought you into my life. woah, look at my mind. no better place or a time. look how they align. universe must have my back. fell from the sky into my lap. i know you know that you my soulmate, and all that."

fluff

....

get well soon - mark hoppus

p15 "here's one thing you can trust: it takes you and me to make us. one of those days you had enough, i'll be there."

fluff/reassurance

[iluvblondeboys]

if you’re taking requests could you do something where the reader is obsessed with colsons smile. could be smut or fluff

It was a lazy friday night at you and Colson's house, with nothing to do the next day you both were excited to just spend quality time with each other.

You sat next to him on the couch, dressed in one of his big t-shirts and a pair of shorts as he wore just a pair of pink silk-like shorts.

His full attention was on the TV in front of him that was playing his best friend, Pete Davidson's, new Netflix comedy, Alive from New York.

You watched as every so often he chuckled at something Pete said, you weren't too focused on Pete though. How could you focus on Pete on the TV when you had Colson sitting right next to you, his beautiful side profile fully on display to you as a toothy smile stuck on his face.

His smile was always something you adored but he hated, he often commented on how much he hated it was made you sad, you could never understand how he could hate something that you found so perfect.

When Colson noticed you didn't laugh at yet another one of Pete's jokes he turned to you to see what you were doing, knowing you normally laugh at anything Pete says.

"What are you looking at?" Colson asks when he looks to his right to see you, a faint smile on your lips as you stare up at him. "You." you reply, laying your head on his shoulder. "What?" Colson chuckles, smiling once again. "Have I ever told you how much I love your smile?" you ask, now smiling at him. “You’ve mentioned it once or twice” he jokes, you both know you’ve mentioned it about a million times.

“Well, I do really love your smile” you replied, leaning in to kiss him. he smirked into the kiss as it kept getting more and more heated.

eventually it got to the point where he was hovering over top of you, sending rough kisses down your neck.

he knew when he got to your sensitive spot, he didn’t kiss you there though. he gently bit your sensitive spot before sucking on it, causing you to moan.

“You do really love my smile, huh?” he mumbled into your flesh.

[zigzagwriting]

Please Read!

Hi I’m Z I’m 20 years old, and my pronouns are She/They. This is my fun little side blog where I write about the characters and stories that I love!

Anon ask is turned on but if this becomes a problem I will turn it off. But don’t be afraid to send requests or to say hello! (I’m super chill I promise)

I will turn down any request that makes me uncomfortable and or one’s I simply do not want to do.

Minors are NOT allowed on my page.

(Breaking this rule will result in you getting blocked)

Characters and Fandoms I will write for:

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Emily Prentiss

Penelope Garcia

Marvel

Loki

Wanda Maximoff

Kingo, Thena, and Sersi from Eternals

Natasha Romanoff

Andrew Garfield’s Peter Parker

Adult!Miles Morales

Feel free to ask about any other MCU character!

I will write for most characters played by these actors

Pedro Pascal

Adam Driver

Robert Sheehan

Tom Hiddleston

Karen Gillan

Megan Fox

Pete Davidson

Margot Robbie

Keanu Reeves

Elizabeth Olsen

Zendaya

Rami Malek

Doctor Who

every regeneration of The Doctor from NewWho

Dhawan!Master

Dhawan!Doctor (he’s one of my favorite AUs)

Amy Pond

Clara Oswald

Donna Noble

River Song

Bill Potts

Other characters can be negotiable

Miscellaneous characters and fandoms

Dewy Finn and Beetlejuice from School of Rock the Musical and Beetlejuice the Musical (I’m really just a sucker for characters played by Alex Brightman)

Eddie Munson from Stranger Things

Peter Maximoff from X Men Days of Future Past and X Men Apocalypse

Zach Stone from Zach Stone Is Gonna Be Famous

Jennifer Check from Jennifer’s Body (aged up only)

Carrie White from Carrie (aged up only)

Tiffany Valentine from the Chucky franchise

Again other characters and fandoms are negotiable

Things I will write

NSFW

SFW

Angst

Fluff

Hurt/Comfort

Character x reader x Character

Female!Reader

Gender Neutral!Reader

Things I will not write for

Non-con

Any hardcore fetishes (you can DM me for clarification on this one!)

This is common sense but I will not write anything to do with Incest, Pedophilia/MAPs, Bestiality, Rape, or anything related. Asking for this stuff will get you blocked immediately

Age play (daddy/mommy kink is fine)

Homophobia

RPF/ Real People Fiction (the only way I will do this is if it is portrayed in a platonic context)

I will not stand for any form of racism, homophobia, or bigotry and I am not afraid to use the block button

[samaraannhan20]

Coming soon!

Hi!

I have had writers block for the past week, which is why nothing new has come out in a bit. But I finally found inspiration last night!

I couldn’t fall asleep last night, and as I was trying to fall asleep I heard some songs and I was inspired to write some imagines based off of those songs! Here is a list of what I will have coming soon!

- Skinny Dipping- You run into Spencer Reid at the coffee shop you first met, and think back on the end of your relationship (based on Skinny Dipping by Sabrina Carpenter)

- Nonsense- You are a famous singer, and you are dating Pete Davidson, and he comes to the studio on the day you are recording the song you wrote about him. (Based on Nonsense by Sabrina Carpenter)

- Eddie Munson Fluff ABC’s

- Lip Gallagher Fluff ABC’s

thank you all so much for reading my writings! it means so much to me. I’ll have these out as soon as I can!