#peter x bimbo!reader

[shayyprasad]

would you love me if i were a worm? | peter parker

summary: you ask peter a very, very serious question.

warnings: nothing! (reader goes by rose sometimes... like a pet-name?)

pairing: frat!peter x bimbo reader

word count: 0.7k+ words

a/n: i honestly had so much fun writing intellectual, i wanted to add more to this little bimbo!verse! this trend feels like such a cute, bimbo-y thing, so i put it on here! (in no way is use of "bimbo" meant to be a patriarchal stereotype. please do not take it offensively, this is a work of fiction.)

M.LIST | RULES/REQUESTING | ABOUT ME

you're scrolling through your instagram reels, trying to pass your time. you're snuggled against peter - he's nice and warm - and lazily draped against him.

his arm has lost feeling at this point, but he couldn't care less, he's totally happy with it. being close to and loved by you is the best thing he could ever ask for. peter's lost a lot in his life, but you'll never be one of them.

he has his head laying on top of yours, tapping away at his laptop. peter's been busy with spider-man, to the point where the essay that is due tomorrow completely slipped his mind. he's trying to multitask since he hasn't spent that much time with you lately.

he's struggling, typing with one hand, but it's worth it.

you swipe to the next video using your freshly painted nails (they're a nice shade of pink, topped with a glitter coat). what's playing is a girl talking to her boyfriend; you can't hear the audio, but there a subtitles. the girl poises a very important question:

what would he do if she were a worm? would he love her still?

which leads you to think, what would peter do if you were a worm?

would he still love you?

or would he give you away? throw you into the dirt? would he step on you?

you gasp at the thought, and peter turns to look at you. "you good?" he doesn't look nor sound especially concerned, but the look in his eyes gives it away.

"petey?" you ask, eyes wide and wet.

"yeah, rose?"

"would you still love me if i were a worm?"

he's about to burst into laughter, he really is, but with one more look at you, he realizes that's not a great idea. the way you're looking up at him, expectant and weary, almost like you're afraid of his answer has him rubbing your shoulder, a chuckle slipping out.

if it's even possible, your eyes widen more. "you wouldn't?" eyes glossed over, lips pouted, he wishes he could take that stupid little chuckle back. he doesn't like the way you're tearing up, even if it's for a reason like this.

peter doesn't get fazed by much, he's spider-man, but watching you cry is number one on his list.

peter thinks it a silly question; he'd love you if you were a damn rock.

you're so gorgeous like this (not the crying), he can't help but think. with your hair in soft curls, satin hugging your figure. the curve of your lashes, how you blink up at him.

god, he's so happy he's with you.

"of course i would," peter says quickly, realizing he's been quiet a moment too long.

"really?"

"yeah," by the look on your face, it's not enough. "uh, i'd love you still."

"you'd carry me around with you?"

"sure. i'd figure out how to give you a cute pink bow, we could tie it around your waist- er... around you. and buy you a little dollhouse, you could use the rooms."

peter's committed now, and your eyes aren't welling with tears anymore.

"can it be a, like, pink dollhouse?" you ask, softly, voice moist from tears.

"with glitter," he adds, "and if we can't find a nice enough one for you, that's absolutely perfect... i'll make you one myself."

"oh my god, really?"

"anything for my favorite lady. in fact, i'd get you the finest food too. top notch- top notch whatever-it-is-that-worms-eat food."

peter's so glad none of his frat brothers are seeing this, he would've died of mortification. but here, in this room, where it's just the two of you - peter doesn't have a care in the world.

"and, y'know what? i think i'd even find you a pink little louis-v bag. that's right, my rose." he's spewing facts right now, he'd do all this. well, maybe not the bag. the two dollars in his bank account might not work out great with that.

but you don't have to know that part, it's fine.

"i'd read your, uh- fashion magazines and stuff to you. show you the pictures and everything," he loves the smile you have on right now.

"you'd be the most beautiful worm there is," he finishes.

"awww. i'd love you if i was a worm too," you say, nuzzling your nose against his.

"i've got no doubt, rose."

it's not all a lie though, hypothetical or not. he's made a promise to never leave your side, worm or not.

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[luv4divineruler]

kai anderson x fem!reader headcannons

MOVED TO @spectr3inl0ve

authors note: this is my first time writing headcannons so naturally it wont be top tier quality! i will try to write for gender neutral readers but atm im still trying to figure out my writing style and get comfortable with it :)

please remember that these are my headcannons i have for kai and may be out of character. i do however try to keep them as realistic to his character as possible as i prefer it that way!

contains ⚠️: kai anderson, slight fluff, kai being cold ig

kai anderson is not fond of pda, unless he initiates it. this would be when hes trying to make himself look like a good partner so the public perceives him as "an average man" (i will bring up the average man again)

his staged pda may look like: hand holding, swift kisses on the cheek, arm around ur shoulder and maybe around ur waist. he would be more likely to allow u to initiate it as well. he doesnt want to be viewed as clingy or touchy

in private he is tolerant of ur kisses (on his cheek, nose, wherever), hand holding, hugging, clinging to his arm, cuddling, resting ur head on his shoulder, etc. he probably likes it, but he would never let u know that

kai has invested in stocks and a few small properties. that, combined with his job as an app developer and his parents retirement funds allows him to live comfortably. and be able to spoil u.

that being said, his love language is more likely to be gift giving.

when u wake up with kai not being by ur side, sometimes a wad of cash ranging from hundreds to thousands of dollars (lucky u ;)) will be left in his place

kai may even be gravious enough to leave a simple note reading,

"*reader*, buy yourself something nice. K.A"

though sometimes he leaves the cash not for ur shopping but for u to buy groceries, household items and things that he needs such as clothes, razors, hair dye, etc. u dont complain as u live in his house for free and he makes sure ur health is at peak condition

dates arent common, but they arent rare either so sometimes he will plan take u on a date on the days he leaves cash for u to spend on urself. on these days, the money would be accompanied by a note reading,

"I'm taking u out to dinner tonight at *place* at *time*. Dress accordingly. If you would like you may buy me something to wear to dinner. K.A"

or something along those lines. If he doesn't leave a note he'll send a text and either way he'll sign with his initials. (will def write more about this so stay tuned)

he would never let u know that he likes (not to be confused with loves) when you buy outfits for him to wear.

he probably had poor hygiene before dating u. u would've had to convince him to take showers everyday and to wash his hair more. he would shower more, but would neglect his hair. when u wash his hair, u notice how he's slightly more vulnerable with u, less hostile.

when kai needs to re-dye his hair, he asks u if u want to do it, otherwise he'd do it himself or get winter (b4 her death) to do it

this isn't original (i read it in an amazing smut but i dont remember the @ 😭) but he doesn't pay attention to conversations or u talking to him while he eats. he's focused on the food in front of him. u use this to ur advantage, getting him to buy u lavish gifts he wouldntve said yes to buying if he wasn't eating.

doesn't really give compliments of assurance, only when ure literally sobbing in his arms or in a dark corner of a room.

"I've tought you to be stronger Angel. You should be secure with who you are. It makes you impenetrable. Untouchable."

he would tell u, as he presses a hard kiss to the top of your head

would definitely have pet names for u. probably animal related like Bunny, Little Lamb (a popular one associated with kai). he would also call u Angel, maybe babe or baby. I don't see him calling u kitten or queen. sorry

when u sleep u have ur back facing him, depending on his mood u could be holding hands or he could have his arms snaked around ur waist. if hes exhausted he may let u cuddle into his chest (idk y but i feel like he'd normally have a problem with that). either way, u always kiss him goodnight, whether that'd be on his lips, cheek, head, nose, or somewhere in between. he usually wouldnt reciprocate it, but if he's feeling generous he will

soo thats finished, i am definitely going to write some oneshots based on a headcannon or 2

taglist (dm or comment to be added): omg it looks so lonely rn

[wettestnjaay]

Hi. I was wondering if u can do evan peters x black reader, where the reader is dating evan peters, since evan is stressed from work he comes home to the reader is in lingerie waiting for him and giving him some release from his stress to make him feel better. (If u know what I mean, smut) love your fanfics.

mmm,, yeah—IVE BEEN WANTING SOMEONE TO REQUEST HIM IN GENERAL.

NEEDY!EVAN PETERS x BLACK!CLINGY!BIMBO!GIRLFRIEND!READER SMUT - 16+

NEW TAGLIST | REQUEST | WATTPAD | visual porn link for this fic here!

REQUESTED OR ASKED;

- YES. (ABOVE)

WARNING !

p in v, rough sex, praise kink, oral (both receiving), sub!reader, dom!Evan, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), sir kink?, pussy slapping, face slapping, messing up makeup kink, spanking, pussy/dick drunk, using sex as a relief, fingering, dogging style, cum-play, mild breeding kink, creampie, overstimulation, breeding kink, body worship, crying kink, size kink, nipple play, whining/crying during sex, Evan being a lil soft/rough, pet names (READER: bunny, good girl, angel, doll | EVAN: baby, bear, sir, love)

YOU HAD BEEN TEXTING EVAN HOURS BEFORE HE WAS SUPPOSE TO GET OFF OF WORK, this was a normal thing.. you always did it just to make sure he was okay or, to see what mood he’d be in when he would return home, but he'd been quite busy the pass few days.

Well, today it seemed as if he was in a frustrated mood, he was hardly texting back, and when he did it was a little rude with maybe about two to three word response, you didn't take it to heart, you know you boyfriend has a hard job and need to be focused on that.

You stopped texting after he supply replied to your last message with a small 'K', you quickly cleaned the kitchen and living-room before he would arrive, not wanting to make anything worst then it already was.

You hummed into the shower as you felt the warm water falling onto your gorgeous melanin skin, before standing there daydream, which turned into sex-dreaming about Evan, these thoughts.

Parts of you were getting wet and not from the water, you quickly grabbed your wash towel and scrubbed your body with it, relaxing yourself more, just as your thoughts move to Evan again.

Ever senses you guys been dating, for about 5 months, all you can think about when your home alone is him, he was always on top of your mind, 'how is Evan feeling today,’,, ’did Evan leave the house happy or.. did I do something wrong?’ it was like being under a spell, a obsession spell.. he was something like, a toy you wanted as a kid and could never have but that wouldn't stop you.

You had him lock in as well, but in your mind you were still competing for his love, for some reason you couldn't understand, you wanted him to do everything to you, every little thought he had of you—you wanted him to do it.. even if it was risky.

You dried yourself off, as you stepped out the shower and pulled yourself to the mirror and looked at yourself, you let out a sigh as you felt yourself missing him even more, missing his touch, his sweet kissing all over your body, and his soft voice as he would say the most sweetest things and have you feeling like putty in his hands.

You quickly got pretty for him, finishing up your skincare routine, having all of your melanin glowing for him, and fixed your braids into a bun leaving the two front pieces out, you sunkiss skin glowing in the light of the bathroom as you quickly slipped on the lingerie dress.

That was finished, you ended up doing a little bit of bodycare, lotion up your legs, arms and shoulders making sure your body is all soft and smooth for him, before going back down to the kitchen in your bunny slippers, making a families famous lasagna with a side of corn and a biscuit while having your apron over your dress

As soon as you were done placing the noodles in the pot, you place the lid back on top of the pot and place the biscuits in the oven to heat them up as you quickly rushed back to your shared bedroom and got it spotless clean before he came.

And just as you finished—you were back in the kitchen,, and he was opening the door, you stayed near the oven, moving back and forward from the sink and there’re as he called out for you, "Y/N, doll where ya' at?"

You replied to him, "Hi baby, I'm in the kitchen just give me a second, Okay?"

He replied with a simple ‘Okay, love.’ as you took your stop back by the store and dump the corn into the empty small pot before turning the oven heater on; making the biscuits warm up a little faster.

Before you went it, Evan was in the kitchen breathing in your neck heavily, with his lustful eyes on you.

"Welcome back my love,.. I've been thinking of you all day." you said quietly as you turned your head and let your nose poke at the side of his face before licking him and, kissing his nose and cheek, as he rapped his arm around your waist wanting to you to be closer.

You smiled as Evan kissing your cheek down to your neck and rubbed around your hip making you relax more in his hands, finally giving him his sweet welcome home kisses, smooth, warming and heart felt kiss you'd given to him, he pulled you even closer, settling your core near his crotch, as your hands rested on his shoulders trying to keep yourself settled without feeling weak to your knees, just as he smashed his lips back onto yours once again.

Just after that kiss your hands were behind your back shorter then a second after, as he started to tie his belt he'd just took off to your wrist, locking them together and behind your back, you whined in pain and pleasure before looking back into his going dark eyes and squirmed around him as he quickly pushed you off and dropped his pants to the floor.

Leaving him with his socks and shirt, which he quickly token off shortly after he'd slid your panties to the side and smashed your ass against his crotch once again.

Before kissing you roughly.

"Ev-a~ Evan!" you moaned quietly as you felt his eyes on you and his cock slide through ur slit over and over, back and forward before his tip had gotten closer to touching your sensitive entrance before sinking down onto it causing you to gasp, and pant just a little.

"Cmon bunny, relax-mm.. I've been needing this all day..I couldn't stop thinking of-ah!" his thrusting were becoming a mess over you, but you were enjoying it the more, you arched your back laying your head on his shoulder as he thrusted more quickly as you moaned back a hum to him and let your cunt tighten about him.

"..Of coming home from work and having dinner with you and proceeding to shower-sex,, but angel is this better.. so much better nnhh~" his grip around ur arm pulling them back got tight, as you relaxed your hand to feeling on his lower chess, wanting him to relax and not overpower himself like he does a work.

"'m here now bear~ use me as you please-AaaAh~ I-mm~ I want you to feel better, and in relief sir!.. goddd-aanGh~" you whimper in a moan as you clench on to his cock more, not wanting it to remove from the spot it was at already, he chuckle in your ear before smiling into your neck and his thrust had gone faster and faster like the speed of a light.

He instead to tell you, "Be a good girl and don't you dare move your arms from behind your back.." You moaned as his words wanting and craving more and you clench more tightly to him again, as you breathing increasing you were panting again,

His hand fell to your breast which he quickly expose to the mid air around the house, rubbing on your perfect brown nipples before squeezing them and flicking his middle finger over your sensitive left nipple making you push back against him and back arch more.

You were looking up at the ceiling, babbling over and over, "Please.. Evannn~ bear my goodness.. Ahh~ I don't think--ngh~~!" He shushed you but you couldn't stop, drool coming from the edges of your mouth.

As you hand started to grip into his chess your nails digging hit and he groan from the pain and pleasure as you quickly moved your hand to massage the mark your nails left.

You let out a cry, and the tears formed in your eyes once one of his hands fell to your exposed clit, and started to place tight circles around your bud making you tense up, your body starting to twitch as you tried to get a look at his face.

"Don't worry darling,, just a little more and I'll have you back to making dinner and we'll do it again alrighty?"

You couldn't even answer all that came out was a moaning mixture of a cry as you felt the tears falling out of your eyes, you started to beg, "Please- I don't think I cannn~ ahh~ its to much.. mm!!.. N-nnahh~~ no no.. more.. m'no aAh~!"

Evan grabbed you face before planting a sweet heavenly kiss on your lips and small pecks around the dimples of your face and the side of your mouth and chin and neck before whispering to you, "Your gonna be a good girl,, and take the rest of my cock.. okay darling..,, just a little more then ill give you a break, I promise bunny.. I promise."

You took his word and melt under his touch as he started to feel your about in the tight fitting lingerie you were gifted about your last birthday, you sink into him, gripping onto his hips once and again as you started to help him thrust into you as you thrust back against him.

The sound of your ass clapping back him and and both of your skin slapping against each other over and over, you moaning and him groaning.

He kissing under your ear before biting it and releasing a breathless chuckle in your ear before kissing your lips once again.

The hand that was still on your boobs fell against your body and traveled to your hips and gripped it roughly causing your to whimper under his touch before turning your head to the side and kissing his shoulder as he kissed your wanting both of each other to calm down and stay relax for both of y'alls pleasure.

Evan's hand moved to your lower stomach and pushed down on it drawing a whine from the both of you, "Should have done this before,, good I miss you so much."

You apologized in a whine, pouting, "m'sorry so sorry.. s'sorry ah~ I should've-mm~!!" Evan kissed the guiltiness out of you as you eyes filled up with tears again, you've been need for Evan but he'd been so busy and you needed him to focus on work to keep a house over both of your heads.

You felt him push down onto your stomach even more and your eyes welled up even more at the pleasure in your belly and threatening to burst.. you were so close to cumming you just needed a little push.

That little push was Evan, both of his hands move to your hips and gripped onto it using his ring-finger and middle to push down on your tummy adding more pressure to your body as you gotten all shaken up and legs started to shake and cunt twitch against his dick causing him to let out a loud groan in your ear,

Just as you clenched completely onto him, grip from your hands on his chess tighten and your head threw back against his shoulder, sight blurry as hell and you see the light from above shining on you and him, and your moan flew open and a loud moan calling out from it.

You came hard on his dick just as he kissing you shoulder and mumbled, "Such a good bunny girl.. my little angel.. done so good for me,, let me finish okay darling.."

You couldn't even answer, all of these pet names making you gust more over his dick, before him thrusting into you again causing you to twitch more and more and release more all over his member before he let out a moan and pulled out cumming all over your back, before scooping it with a nail and rubbing it against your slit and around your madly sensitive lil bud before kissing your now sweaty brown melanin skin, "Evan!"

You yelled at him, "Now I have to Bathe again!"

"That's fine angel, you'll just bathe with me.." he calms you down with small kisses upon your shoulders and up to the side of your neck and under your ear.

SORRY IT WAS POSTED LATE IVE BEEN BUSY.

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This picture was a favorite among my friends, and so they demanded I give it its own spotlight post. Hope you guys like it too ☺️

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[hannibals-favourite-meal]

Going Stupid

Peter Parker x plus size reader

Peter’s roommate is driving him up the wall

Warnings: reader is kind of a bimbo and kind of based on Elle Woods, implied smut, Peter kind of hates her but not really, swearing

WC: 676

Minors DNI

3000 Follower Celebration

Peter groaned as he entered the small two bedroom apartment he was currently renting. The walls were vibrating with the force behind your Bluetooth speaker as you listened to your current hyper-fixation song. It was never his choice in the first place to have you, the bubbly underclassman studying fashion, as his roommate but when rent was jacked up, he was forced to take in the first willing person he could find.

And now he was stuck with you. You were ditsy and unorganised, he couldn’t hold an intelligent conversation with you unless it was the history of polka dots and worst of all you were drop-dead gorgeous. 

It was more often than he cared to admit that he would storm off to take an extra long shower to relieve himself after coming home to you wearing practically nothing as you waltzed about the apartment. He constantly chastised himself for it. He should be attracted to women like MJ, smart, intelligent women who he could actually engage with. But no, he was stupidly falling for you.

And he just couldn’t handle that today, not after a long day in the lab followed by hours of boring lectures. You were dancing around the kitchen, donned only in panties and a tight pink tank top. There was a smear of flour across your full cheek and your lips stained with chocolate frosting. Peter’s brown eyes dropped to your tits which were moving freely, unencumbered by a bra. There was a dollop of the sugary icing on the smooth expanse of your skin. Oh how he wished to lick it off of you.

“Petey! You’re home!” He cringed at the sound of your voice, replying with a half-hearted, “Yeah I am”, as he dropped his backpack on the small bench by the door. He kicked off his shoes, wincing as his sore heels came into contact with the cold flooring.

“You know Peter, you should get some inserts for your shoes. I noticed you had high arches like months ago and I was like that’s so cool cause I have high arches too and I never meet anyone with high arches. I get my shoes custom ordered for my feet cause they hurt a lot if I walk too much and I mean a lot! Like that time I was at that club with-“ Your voice became a blur of white noise as Peter was hypnotised by the way your plump body moved gracefully through the small kitchen. 

The tank top clung to you like a second skin, accentuating each and every dip of your curves. His brown eyes, slowly growing darker with lust, now dropping down even further to where your shirt ended, leaving a strip of your belly exposed above your white panties. The cotton cupped your mound so snuggly that he could see the texture of the dark thatch of hair resting on the base of your pelvis through the fabric. The cellulite on your legs were like the perfect dents for his fingertips to rest and Peter couldn’t imagine how safe and warm your thighs would be around his hips. 

“Can you put on some clothes? I can’t concentrate.” Your mouth snapped shut with an audible click and he could practically feel the way your skin blazed with embarrassment. He watched you glance down at your outfit, suddenly becoming self-conscious.

Peter clicked his tongue and with a surge of confidence he didn’t know he had, he strode across the apartment and grabbed you by your wide hips. “I can practically hear your thoughts from here. You’re too damn sexy, it makes me go stupid.”

“You’re not stupid Petey.” You mumbled while doing everything in your power not to make eye-contact. He tutted and gently cupped your chin with his left hand, guiding your face towards him.

“I like it though, princess. It makes me mad sometimes though.”

“Why?” You nuzzled into his hand. Peter smirked and his grip tightened, making you gasp.

“Cause if I go too dumb, who’s going to fuck you even stupider.”

Request: oooooh how about Peter Parker, maybe a roommate au/ best friend? and the prompt going like “Can you put on some clothes? I can’t concentrate.” “I can practically hear your thought from here.” and something ike that? I leave it upto u, but a hate/mean thingy I feel like would rly add to it (as typically Peter would *never*) also fro which Peter- its rly ur choice, but Andrew and tom are my fav (sorry toby baby) ofc its just a request but I hope u do something! I love ur work congrats on 3k! <3 @my-fabulousness-has-arrived

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Lovemaker - peter maximoff

X fem reader ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

Tw: nothing much. Peter is a little suggestive I guess? Basically fluff but it's definitely not comforting. Vomit too. And women's restrooms.

S: you have your first encounter with peter, a raging bimbo, and chocolate wap. (Waffles n pancakes you dirty bitch)

LOVE THIS GIF OF HIM LMFAOOO

Some of mentions of like gayish stuff? Or lesbian stuff? Only like two sentences but there u go

Title is ass!! I'm aware. Source of happiness was assier so this one is personally better

You were in your typical store. Movietown it was. Pretty cool, movies and Pokémon cards everywhere. You were specifically checking out the adult section. Yknow... just for fun. And as you scanned through the various covers with girls half naked, you found one. You looked at it for a second more.. high school musical?

That Janet girl at the front really needed to do her job better. But, whatever. You just continued to look for some more cleavage as you circled the section. Someone caught your eye though. Besides Janet, there was a guy. With silver hair. You were peeking at him over the shelf, and you watched him sneak a few dvds into his jacket. As you watched, he suddenly disappeared. Gone.

A gush of air hissed at your face, and you turned to see what happened.

"It's rude to stare, yknow.." the guy with the silver hair said, looking at the girls with cleavage with you. He noticed you were a girl... were you gay? He chuckled a bit to himself, but he didn't ask. Maybe you were just trying to find inspiration.

"Who are you??" You whispered, your eyes shifting from him to the dvd covers.

"You don't know who I am?" He whispered back, seeming a bit surprised.

"No, obviously not dumbass??" You commented back in a whisper shout.

"Peter maximoff? Quicksilver..?" He turned to you, his eyebrows furrowed. You just shook your head 'no'. You didn't know who he was at all.

He just stared for a moment before the corners of his lips turned up. He grinned, and snickered some.

"You're lying aren't you..." he laughed a little, then straightened himself up, still giggling.

"Well, I'm peter." He said, refraining from laughing as much. You weren't laughing at all though, you just nodded with what he said while you thought about who the fuck this guy thought he was.

"What's your name?" He said casually, grabbing a DVD with some girls tits on it.

"Y/n." You said curtly. You wanted to come off as rude at this point. You didn't really want to talk to this random guy.

"So why'd you steal that stuff?" You said, staring at the various borderline pornos infront of you. Maybe you did want to talk to him. He seemed nice..?

" 'cause I can. Plus, it's fun. Wanna try?" He laughed some, his hand going to your shoulder and rubbing it in a very unsettling way. He put himself in check and immediately took his hand off when you looked at him like he murdered somebody.

"No. I'm good." Peter was starting to catch on to your slight attitude. He found it more amusing than annoying.. so he didn't mind in the slightest.

"So why you lookin' at the porn section?" He asked, placing the DVD back. All the covers did have girls in bikinis and other various porn things..

But the question threw you off. Maybe it was for the latter option, or it was for some lame excuse. Either were equally embarrassing. Nothing. "Nothing." You responded. It was a lie. Now you looked dumb.. he probably thought you were going to bring those home and do something with them.

"No, I was just like, looking over there for fun." Now you were being somewhat truthful. Half of you wanted to stay there because you just liked all the hot girls. You couldn't deny it... and it made you start to realize why boys liked tits so much.

"For fun? What kind of fun?" Peter snickered, his eyes scanning over the DVD covers. He knew he was annoying. That was why it was so fun. "J.k!" He laughed seeing your reaction. You were pissed, and he was very aware of that. But he really did like how pissy you were. It made him feel nice. Like his heart was beating only for you. That's what made him shut up.

"Sorry," he cleared his throat looking at your straight face. His dimples still showed through, but he was trying his best. "You wanna go get coffee with me or somethin'?"

He knew damn well he didn't drink coffee despite his energy. It wasn't like he could say 'you wanna go get some twinkies with me?'. It would've made it weird, and he only wanted to make you happy. Plus, he had only seen your smile once. He wanted to see it again.. and again.. and again.

"Where'd we go?" You said abruptly, crashing his thoughts while he thought about a coffee place. Starbucks? That was a great place right? "Starbucks..?" He said sheepishly. He had no idea about the real world. He just stayed snuggled up in his mom's basement and occasionally went out to steal stuff. Like that day.

"Or (your local coffee place)?" Peter just stared for a second nodding his head. You were calm. But half of your stomach was flipping and your mind was making your heart beat faster... it was so much at one time.

"Okay.. cool... so there then..?" He smiled. He looked so dumb, but he looked cute in a way too. He really just wanted to go out with you some. Plus he was practically drooling over you. He was honored you had even looked in his direction.

"Yeah. There'd be cool." You smiled back, taking one last look at the dvds. You didn't have a car. Let's face it... you were one broke ass motherfucker. You didn't even know why you had gone in here.. maybe to steal the gumballs at the front? No one would ever know. But everyone did know you definitely weren't rich. You lived with your mom, just like peter.

"So do you have a car or??" You asked quite embarrassed. Peter didn't have a car. Obviously?

He laughed lightly. He loved showing off, especially to cute girls.

So, he placed his hand on the back of your neck, the other going to grab your waist. You knew he did that on purpose, but you didn't say anything to avoid an awkward conversation. You were confused, but you didn't even have time for that. (Literally. Get it? Cuz he's like rlly fast and she can't go that fast?)

Everything became a blur of colors as air snapped at your face. Your neck went back, but thankfully peters hand was there. In about 2 or more seconds, you were at (ur fav coffee shop or smth). Then, everything began to spin. Your life looked like horrible watercolors.. everything was blurred, but not blurred. Then, you stomach felt like it had been kicked in. You felt the sudden urge to throw up, and peter had you in the women's restroom in an instant.

You were bent over the toilet, peter standing next to you. (It was the wheelchair accessible stall). You gagged, and then finally threw up whatever you had eaten. Peter looked away, his hand pulling on his mouth as he did.

"Don't worry... it's normal." He muttered, his eyes closing at your gags. He never liked this part when he took people on rides. Or runs.. or whatever you should call it.

As you finished your... session... you flushed the toilet and got up before going to the sink. You felt somewhat better now, kind of. You stared into the mirror, sighing before putting your hands under the sink, rubbing them to hopefully turn it on. That was when you realized it wasn't motion sensor, and peter just snickered as you turned the faucet on. You wiped your face, washing your mouth out a few times. It still tasted gross..

Then, a girl shrieked. Like full on movie quality.. she could've gotten a role in scream queens.

You looked over, and it was of course some bimbo. She looked at Peter, then at you, then at Peter. Peter was confused at first, but then it hit him. This was the women's restroom, he was clearly a guy. That was the issue, and he put his hands up, trying to show he wasn't a threat. It made you laugh a little.

The smile was wiped off instantly as you watched the girl lunge at him, her pink purse aiming for his face. You gasped, watching as Peter zipped past her, then grabbing you like before.

And now, you were in some crusty basement. The dizziness was back too...

"Ugh.." You groaned, leaning on the wall as you tried to recover. Peter just laughed at you, and at what had just happened. Would've been much worse if he chose the men's. God.. that would've been a horrible day for you.

"Yknow, women's restrooms are clean. That's like, no fair. At all." He chuckled, his hand rubbing your hair before he found a place on the floor. Bright lights. And pop colors shined in your face. Once your eyes adjusted though, you realized peter had his own mini arcade. But 2 out of 3 of the games were broken. Or 'out of order'. How retro.

"Well, change of plans.." He sighed, a grin still tugging at his lips. He watched you come over to sit next to him, his back leaning against the couch. The floor was much more comfy than the couch. Everyone knew that.

"We could like see who can fit the most gummybears in their mouth? Or somethin' else.." he winked, a laugh escaping his throat. You stared at him in disbelief for a second, laughing a little too. You didn't understand why something so dumb could be so funny.

You two just sat there for a minute, thinking really. You both were sitting 'criss cross applesauce' (I don't know the correct term, forgive me), your knees touching. Your head turned to peter, and his head turned to yours as his lips met his nose. He seemed to have done it unintentionally, but you couldn't help but laugh. Peter laughed some too, but pulled himself together from an idea.

"Waffles or pancakes?" He asked, a little smirk showing. That was a hard question. A really hard one.. eggos were to die for and the pancakes your mom made were also incredibly delicious...

"Both." You responded, feeling quite proud of yourself for coming up with the best response. He scoffed, that smile still on his face.

Then, before you knew it, peter was gone. But only for about 3 seconds before he returned with pancakes... and Waffles.... all on one plate stacked like in the commercials. What was even better was the chocolate syrup oozing from the crevices of each waffle or pancake. It made your mouth water.

Peter set the plate down infront of you, you moving to lay on your belly as you looked at the pancakes. Peter was still standing up, and he thought for a moment. "Wait, I forgot something.." he zipped away, then zipped back, soda in his hands. Coke.

He set one coke down next to you, and you felt the coldness radiate off of it. Peter then moved down to lay on his belly as well, your side having a fork and a knife, his the same. Your eyes barely met over the tower of calories infront of you, but neither of you seemed to care.

"You might wanna wait a minute before opening that, by the way." He gestured towards the coke. He had just ran with it at like really high speeds so it probably wasn't the best idea to just open it. It'd probably explode in your face, so you just nodded grabbing a fork and pulling off the pancake at the top. It was covered in chocolate of course, and you began to eat it, your mouth being careful not to bite into just syrup.

Peter laughed some, but he also began to eat the waffle under the pancake, etc. He bit into it, humming at the taste. "I fuckin'..." he paused to chew, "love waffles.." he took another bite, one cheek full of food at the other covered with his dimple. You laughed at him, continuing to eat your pancake happily.

"So.. this is a date right?" You asked, swallowing down your food and clearing your throat from how much you had eaten.

"Yup. A shitty one.." he bit down into the waffle, his teeth purposely showing. There was chocolate syrup all over them, but you just thought it was cute.

"No! I like it. Thanks for the pancakes too." You smiled, a genuine one. Peters eyes flickered from your lips to your eyes, and he then looked back down at the waffle hanging from his mouth.

"And waffles.." he mumbled, his mouth full of food. He had no manners at all..

But, once he swallowed he cleared his throat looking at your lips again. "You got somethin'.. on yer mouth." He mumbled, his thumb going up to wipe it. It was chocolate, but you couldn't help but notice how he had gotten closer, his thumb wiping away the sweet goodness.

He snickered, seeing a smudge.

"Here.. lemme get that for ya.." he leaned in, and before you could react he kissed you. Way off from your lips, actually at the corner of your mouth, but atleast it was a sweet kiss. A sugary chocolate one.

You giggled, letting him kiss you.

"God... I'm stuffed." You stood up, shaking off that he had just kissed you. And then, you realized just what he was gonna say. He stood up, getting eye level.

"I can stuff you up with somethin' else.." he laughed, leaning back as his eyes wrinkled. He thought he was just the funniest person ever.

"Yeah. You should be a comedian.." you rolled your eyes, turning away as you laughed some.

Maybe it was funny. Just a little bit.

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Hope u guys like it!! Yes, there will he another part. Also, sorry for the horrible flirting I don't know if peter would be this bold or not. Anyway, thanks 4 reading!!

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*ೃ༄ TOM AND JERRY .

— you and peter are just two people playing a game of cat and mouse…behind his wife’s back.

— pairing ; mean! peter b x black! bimbo! babysitter reader !!

cw; reader is 19, peter is 32, infidelity, lying, edging/ overstimulation, pure filth lmfaooo

you laid mayday down in her crib and tucked her in, walking out of her bedroom with a “goodnight.” you close her door and walk downstairs as lightly as you could — due to mj being asleep for her morning shift and peter being who knows where. you sat on the couch and turned the tv on, occasionally scrolling on your phone. that was until you got a text on your phone from the one and only, peter parker

‘I’ll be home in 10. I want you bent over the kitchen counter without your panties on.’

you smiled and hurriedly dropped your shorts, taking your panties off right after and putting your shorts back on. you could tell peter was upset just by the way he texted you. although he was older, he rarely used punctuation and proper grammar when texting you. you made your way into the kitchen, which is when you had the grand idea to just…not do what peter told you to. i mean, you could just say you forgot — maybe he’d forgive you and go easy on you? you turned on your heels and sat down on the couch, checking peter’s location every once in a while. when you heard his car pull into the driveway, you sat on the couch as innocently as you could. “dammit, y/n today was hell…” peter groaned as he walked into the kitchen. you could hear his mumbling and groaning when he noticed you weren’t in the kitchen like he wanted. “what the fuck.” he snarled. peter trailed his way into the living room to see you laid out watching tv. you were laying on your stomach, your ass out for display in the shorts you were wearing. peter stalked behind you until he got close enough to flip you around on your back. you let out a small yelp at the gesture.

“pete-“ “what did i tell you, huh?” peter growled, pulling your shorts off of you in a swift motion. his eyes trailed down to your cunt as your breathing increased. “i forgot! i really did!” you whined, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. “you didn’t forget shit. i bet if i told you to go talk to those frat boys you’d do that, huh?” peter asked, squishing your cheeks with his hand, forcing you to look at him. “no! don’ like those boys!” you cried, tears falling down your face. peter only chuckled at the way you have the nerve to cry after not listening to him. he just wanted his pretty baby to listen to him.

“i just wanted to take care of you, baby. now, i can’t even do that because you didn’t listen to me.” peter coo’d, wiping away your tears with his thumb. “since you didn’t listen, you gotta be punished. you’re not gonna cum until i say so, and if you do, you’ll be cumming until you pass out.” peter says, trailing his hand down to play with your clit, whispering in your ear. “and if you make a single noise, you won’t be getting my dick ever again.” you whine out at the thought, causing peter’s free hand to fly to your mouth, his own making a “shhhh” sound.

“‘m sorry…” you whine from under his hand. “‘s okay…” peter’s just trying to distract you from his thick fingers entering your wet cunt. you were breathing heavily from the stretching sensation down there. to ground yourself, you held onto peter’s wrists, looking at his big brown eyes. “peter..ngh…what if mj wakes up?” you ask, your breathing gradually calming down. “then we’ll have to be quiet so she doesn’t.” peter chuckled, his fingers finally making their way all the way inside. “then we’ll just have to stay quiet.” peter repeats to himself while he keeps a steady pace of pumping his fingers in and out of you — occasionally curling his fingers up to hit your g-spot.

“don’t fucking cum.” peter spat out, he felt your cunt fluttering around his fingers in desperation. you arched your back and quietly sobbed out. “please, please, please…” peter grinned at your neediness. “please what?” peter asks, a clueless look on his face. “please let me cum! i’ll be a good girl, swear!” you sobbed as quietly as you could. “should’ve had that attitude before you decided to lie to me, baby.” peter laughed at you mockingly. eventually, peter pulled his fingers out of you and pulled his hard cock out of his boxers, the length being incredibly intimidating. you stare at his cock for a while, wondering why peter hasn’t touched it. you trailed your eyes back up to meet his, a disapproving look in his eyes.

“you’re such a slut, did you know that?” peter tutted, tapping his cock onto your clit a few times. he felt bad that he had to punish his pretty girl, but how else would you learn your lesson? “mhm…” you hum, your voice getting raspier by the minute. “my girl is so dirty, yeah? mj would never disappoint me like this.” peter said, slowly pushing the tip of his cock into your cunt. you breathe out a heavy sigh. “maybe i should go fuck her instead. send you back home with your tail between your legs.” peter grinned, bottoming out inside of you. “i said sorry!” you said, holding peter closer to you while he thrusted in and out of you.

“sorry won’t fix anything, baby.” peter groans into your ear. “i know, i know…” you mewled, slightly shaking from the sensation of your approaching orgasm. “then shhh and let me take care of you, yeah?” peter asked, looking up at you from his spot between the bottom of your head and your shoulder. peter kept a steady pace, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. you and peter kept this going until you heard rustling coming from above two two, your eyes widen and you look at peter who hasn’t stopped his thrusting. “peter! peter, stop!” you said hurriedly, pushing your hands against peter’s pelvis.

“you don’t tell me what the fuck to do…” peter spat at you, covering your mouth with his hand. once peter sensed mj at the stop of the stairs, he pulled out of your sloppy pussy and pulled his pants up — his hand still over your mouth. tears rolls down your face as made her way down the stairs, her feet hitting the carpet once she finally made it down. peter shushes you as quietly as he could. “peter?” mj called out into the dark. peter didn’t do anything but stay quiet. mj eventually went back upstairs with a sigh and peter started pounding into you harder than before.

“don’t think i’m finished with you.”

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Gwen x oblivious bimbo reader

18 plus blogs DNI

You were the only good thing about her universe. Since Peter died and she’s become paranoid that her dad is going to find out she’s spider woman, she looked to you.

More like she put up with you.

Pretty much everyday she’s face palming and asking herself why she puts up with you.

It’s cause she loves! That’s the only reason.

She openly flirts with you, knowing you won’t take the hint.

Half the time she likes that.

The other half she hates it.

You only got the hint once she pulled you towards her and kissed you.

Gwen was walking towards where you were standing in the middle of the hallway. It had been forever since she started flirting with you. It’s time you understand it. You turned around, “Gwen! How are you-“

she grabbed you by the collar, pulling you towards her before smashing her lips against yours. She kissed you for a couple of sexiness before it turned into a make out session.

You two finally pulled away. She stared at you as the lightbulb clicked in over your head. “Oh!”

She’s finally happy that you understand.

Your still oblivious though.

Gwen loves to be by your side, she’ll always be holding your hand.

She likes to be close to you, maybe that’s why half your closet is gone.

Gwen will shamelessly be wearing you clothes. It’s how she tells people you’re dating.

Gwen will already make sure people know you’re dating.

This girl was flirting with you, you obviously didn’t take the the hint, but Gwen did.

Silently she went up next to you. She wrapped her hand around your shoulder and kissed your check. “Hey [Name]! Who’s this?”

“Oh this is-“ before you could finish she was making out with you causing the girl to leave.

She’s confident in public but shy in private.

You'll be cuddling and call her pretty and she’ll be flustered.

Didn’t like cheesy romance movies but loves watching them with you.

There be a kiss scene and she’ll be like “we should do that.” Then make out with you.

Her kind of dates is when you guys go over to each others houses.

You on her bed while she practices the drums. Then when she’s done she’ll lay down with you.

Doesn’t worry about you finding out if she’s spider-woman.

She climbed into your room after patrol and she didn’t change and you were like “nice cosplay!”

Will swing by your house all the time, she lives there now.

Once she leaves her universe she’ll always think about you.

Miles even noticed, Hobie noticed!

They cover for her so she can go see you and trust me it’ll be the best day of your life.

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it's the new year so prepare to be sick of me.

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This also means I'm officially taking requests

I have some things in the works

but the time for requests is now☆

what I write

only fem reader

sub reader x character dom reader x character

character x reader x character

~they don't just have to be characters

I like a lot of bimbo and brat stuff you can ask 4 that

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kinks: daddy, mommy, praise, degrading, consensual somno, overstim, voyeurism & or pegging

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people: Chris evans / steve rodgers, Jacob elordi, Henry cavill /Clark Kent, Dominic fike, Manny Montana / Rio, Jensen ackels, Jacob black, han lue (fast and furious), Sam winchester, Aaron taylor Johnson / Dave lizewski/ tangerine, tasm! Peter parker, Penn Badgley/ Joe goldberg, Spencer reid, Aaron hotchner

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intellectual | peter parker

summary: you overhear something you weren't supposed to, but it shouldn't have been said in the first place. in result, you can't help but wonder if peter wants something different.

warnings: implied smut, mentions of sex, insecurity, use of y/n

pairing: bimbo!reader x frat!peter

word count: 3.0k+ words (my longest fic yet-)

a/n: in no way is use of "bimbo" meant to be a patriarchal stereotype. please do not take it offensively, this is a work of fiction.

M.LIST | RULES/REQUESTING | ABOUT ME

peter was totally smitten by you. really, he was. after all he's been through, it was kind of nice having someone who adores him as much as he does, even if you are... a tad bit dim-witted.

while he grew up surrounded by death, trauma, and more, you were raised sheltered, hidden away from all the bad things. and even though peter's been through some shit, he finds it to hold you so gently, like the pretty thing you are, as if you were stained glass; fragile, but so beautiful.

when he's holding you, all his soft, brown eyes can focus on are how your soft, manicured hands wrap around his rough, calloused ones. you're always careful not to hurt him with your acrylics.

even though you can be slow at times, it's almost impossible not to admire the way your clothes always hug your curves, glossed lips pulled into a pretty pout.

peter could have just about any girl he wanted on campus, but he didn't want any of them.

he wanted you, and only you.

maybe it's because you were different, and no, not in dim-witted nature. but because of how soft you were. you didn't know, and even if you did, understand the horrors he wittnessed out there everyday.

you were protected by a little (very pink) bubble that you lived in, so when he came home to you, it felt as if he was in a different world altogether. you were so damn good at distracting peter, and you didn't even know it.

you were in your own dorm room, watching a silly rom-com while peter was with his friends, he told you not to wait up for him, given that he would be up 'til the early hours of the morning. but you decided that peter and his goodnight kisses were slightly more important than your beauty sleep.

slightly.

you furrowed your neatly shaped eyebrows at something that one of the characters said, tilting your head.

ram-i-fic-a-tion? you thought, humming. pulling out your phone, you googled the word.

noun plural noun: ramifications

a consequence of an action or event, especially when complex or unwelcome. "any change is bound to have legal ramifications"

"legal ram-i-fic-a-tions?" you wondered aloud.

you skimmed the rest of the definitions, still confused. surely peter wouldn't mind if you gave him a quick ring? so you went ahead in did that, letting the sound echo in the room.

when he didn't pick up, you frowned.

"ummm..." you trailed off, calling one of his friends, spencer, instead. you weren't a stranger to him, but more of a mutual. after all, your roommate was dating him. actually, you'd ask alyssa, your roomie, but she wasn't here.

much to your happiness, spencer did pick up. "hiii, spence."

"y/n?" he said, slurring slightly.

"what does, like, ram-i-fic-a-tion mean?" you asked, careful to enunciate.

spencer was aware of... how your brain worked, and he wasn't a jerk about it (unlike some people). he was one of peter's closer friends, so you felt comfortable around him.

"ramification? oh, uh, it's like a consequence."

you frowned dumbly, "to what?"

"to an action. if you don't study for the final, you might not do well. that's a consequence to your action. a ramification."

"oh. oh! okay. thank you!"

he didn't disconnect right away, and you could hear one of his frat brothers, you were unsure who, talking. and of course, you strained your ears to listen.

"it doesn't get annoying or anything?"

you heard peter's voice come next, and instantly perked up. "what?"

"dude, be so for real. she's hot, but like, as dumb as a third grader. do you have to talk to her like that too?" he laughed.

oof, you thought, sucks to be whoever it was they were talking about.

"sometimes. she's good in bed, though."

wait. he was talking about you. your jaw dropped. i mean, you were stupid, but not this stupid. so this is what "saturday night with the boys" was all about?

you heard collective laughing. you did stupid things sometimes, but never had the mental compacity to be embarrased by them. this, though? this was different.

you trusted peter.

he was the only person who never, ever, spoke to or about you like that. in fact, it was one of the reasons you'd grown to like him so much. because he was patient, he was kind, and never did he once judge you.

well, that's what you thought.

but you were dumb enough to think that just because he never spoke about it to you, he never spoke about it all.

you immediately disconnected the call, dropping your phone. trying to focus back on the movie, you nibbled on a piece of popcorn.

but you just couldn't get over it. did it bother him?

all the questions? the dim-witted stupidity? all the pink?

reluctantly, you glanced the hot pink bowl that held your snack.

you didn't mean to be so... like that. you were just being yourself. did peter not like you being yourself? no, no, of course not. if he didn't, then why would he be with you?

a little voice in the back of your head rang out; "because you're good in bed."

maybe it wouldn't hurt to try and raise your iq?

you turned off the tv, hot pink popcorn bowl forgotten. alyssa wouldn't mind if you borrowed something, right?

you opened her room door, walking over to her bookself. wrinkling up your nose, you scanned her shelf. how could someone like reading so much?

it was so... gross.

oh, well. maybe peter was into intellectuals. and you had better become before he left you for someone like that.

your eyes paused at a book titled "the hobbit".

"what's a... hobbit?" you asked, not to anyone in particular. you skipped it, looking at her other ones.

"'twisted love', 'the fault in our stars'... what'd the stars do?" picking up the book, you read the back. "huh," you remarked, putting it back.

instead, you grabbed a couple self-help books, struggling to hold them with your acrylic nails, which, of course, were bright pink... accentuated with big charms; bows and hearts.

you went back over to your room, dumping them on your bed. checking your nails again, you drummed them against your palm to make sure they were intact.

you started reading the first one, curling up in a blanket, but you kept getting distracted. every five seconds, you look up to make sure your lashes were still in place, or that your skin wasn't to shiny, or that your hair was still perfect. and to be honest, you didn't really understand any of it.

like, who actually had the patience to read through all of it? how could a book cure all your crap?

and why would you read a book to feel better, when you could go to a spa, or a shopping spree.

credit cards were invented for a reason.

but you powered through, at the very least, you skimmed the words. there was no way you could read it word for word. but you wanted to try... for peter.

you wanted him to stick around, to love you, but not superficially. not for sex.

you stayed up until 1:30 (mostly reading, and you still didn't understand how people did this for fun), but didn't call peter. you'd talk to him tomorrow, maybe. first, you needed to get your facts straight. eventually, you got ready for bed.

this included showering, taking off your makeup, putting your hair in rollers, and your fifteen-step skincare routine.

you may have been half asleep, but you'd never skip a step.

peter came over around noon monday, when neither of you had classes. "jeez, babe," he groaned, you in his lap, "i've got so much to do. seriously, i'm never gonna get it done."

you twirled your hair, appearing nonchalant, "your mindset is either your best friend, or worst enemy."

you kept your eyes trained on your phone, waiting for peter to respond. looking up, you saw him blink. "uh... yeah. that was- that was very... un-y/n-like."

to be honest, you didn't even know what the saying meant. you just memorized it from your book. "was it dumb?"

"no, it was smart," peter replied, kissing your hairline.

"i'm normally dumb?" you asked, tearing up. lips pouted, voice moist, you made eye contact with him. you knew you were a little slow, but dumb? really?

"no! that's not what i meant. it just sounded- well, i- cause you never say stuff like that. you're my smart, pretty girl."

"oh, okay," you said, your nails tracing the curve of his back. you pecked him on the lips, but he brought you back for a longer kiss.

you giggled as he flipped your positions, peter on top.

"can i show you just how pretty you are?"

he didn't have to ask twice.

you were in the dining hall, sitting with some of your friends, mixed with some of peter's.

they were talking as you picked at your salad, leaning into peter.

"ugh," sarah, you kind-of friend started, "my boss gave me a premotion."

"what the fuck are you complaining about?" alyssa scoffed.

"because! it means that i have to do more...! like, i'll have to get up earlier. i dunno if i'll take it. it's cooler than the one i have now, but but it's not as comforting."

you spoke up, completely confident, "commit to change. either embrace the challenge of pursuing your destiny or shy way and live in regret."

collective "oohs" and "damns" were heard around the table, and you reveled in it.

"okay, girl, you go."

"parker, when did your girlfriend get a braincell upgrade?" you looked at peter, waiting for him to shoot something back, but he didn't. you frowned slightly, going back to the salad.

it went on like that, you would pipe in and offer self-help advice (not really knowing what it meant) hoping for peter's attention. sometimes you got it, and sometimes you didn't.

it was fine, you wanted him to notice you. after all, you weren't reading for fun. you were doing it for him, so... just, like, notice already.

you'd been focusing so much on the self-help books, your nails had grown out, leaving space between your nail bed and acrylics. deciding to take some time away from the books and all their un-understandable wisdom, you wanted to paint your nails.

nothing to big, but more simple. you were finding it hard to turn the page with the large charms on the acrylics you normally had to.

you found some 100% acetone in your bathroom, so you soaked your nails, waiting for the acrylics to come off. once they got loose enough, they came off easily.

you did some prepping, then picked out two different shades of pink. you were about to start when you heard two long knocks, then two short ones.

(it was peter's special knock, so you'd always know when it was him.)

"come in!" you called out, and you saw a head of fluffy brown hair peek in.

"hey," he said, slipping in your room.

"hi, petey!"

he came up from behind you, hugging your waist. "whatcha doing?"

you opened a bottle of nail paint, "painting my nails."

"cute colors," he kissed your cheek, and you leaned in.

"right? pink is so pretty," you gushed.

"what are these?" peter asked, and you looked over curious as to what he was talking about.

"oh, just, like, lyss' books."

"yeah, but why're they in here?" he read the back of one, raising a brow.

you continued painting your nails, trying to appear chill. "i was reading them."

he seemed to do a double-take, and you frowned, "what?"

"nothing- nothing, i just..."

"i know how to read," you said, shoulders sagging. "i'm smarter than a third-grader," you didn't catch the slip-up, but he did.

that caught him off guard there, "what?"

"what?" looking up, you finally met his eyes.

"you said you- well, yeah, i know. you just don't-" he paused, "self-help books didn't seem like your thing is all. oh, is that why've you been saying all that?"

"saying what?"

"all the-" he didn't want to hurt your feelings, but if he was right, he already had. "the, um, advice?" he stammered. peter didn't trip over his words often, and you knew that.

you were sure that he knew that you knew, but you weren't sure if he knew for sure.

you shrugged, "doesn't it sound smart?"

"no, yeah, it does." he's treading very carefully. it was quiet for a brief moment; "did you hear?"

"hear what?"

"the... the comment i made?"

"oh, that one about me being stupid, but good in bed?" you said it so casually, as if it didn't bother you at all.

but it did. he knew it did.

he sighed, "i'm really sorry, baby."

"for what?"

"for saying that."

"no, you're sorry you got caught. you wouldn't have said it if you didn't mean it."

"i didn't- i was drunk," peter tried again.

"drunk words are sober thoughts," something else you read, you aren't sure where.

he was starting to get really nervous. he didn't know what was going through your head, normally he had a good idea, but it wasn't anything like this. it didn't seem like you hated him, but he wasn't about to take advantage.

"no, i-"

"it's okay. i'm working on it," you said, trying to make him feel better. as if you were the one who'd messed up, not peter. the idea itself was insane to him, and it only made him feel worse.

"angel," peter started, "this is not your fault. please don't make it your fault. i'm the one who messed up, and what i said was not okay. it was a stupid, drunk joke, and i shouldn't said it."

you blew on your nails, blinking back your tears. mascara, the good stuff, was expensive. you looked up, shocked to see tears in his eyes. you don't think you've ever seen him cry before. well, maybe once, when you watched "titanic" with him.

peter wasn't one to get emotional, he still denied ever crying over that movie.

"it's okay," you repeated again. you were dumb, you knew that. it really wasn't his fault, you shouldn't have pushed him to feel like that.

"but it's not. and i know you know that, please tell me what i can do to make it better."

"but-"

"no, it's not," he said sternly, "and i cannot stress that enough. i'm really sorry, baby."

you capped the polish, you didn't know what to say. it wasn't your fault? okay, fine.

maybe he was right.

"i got really upset," you admitted.

"i know, baby," the tears are falling, he quickly wipes them away.

"did you really mean it?"

"no, no, no, of course not. i absolutely love you the way you are, and you shouldn't have to change yourself for anyone- especially not for me."

"so you don't think i'm only good for sex?"

"baby, no, baby, no!" baby, he used that word for affection; when he was guilty, trying to prove something to you... in this case, how sorry he was. "you are good for so many other things," he paused, "okay, that didn't sound great."

he took a deep breath, taking your freshly painted hands in yours, "don't mess up the polish," you warned, even though you were tearing up.

peter smiled slightly, that meant you weren't too upset, right? that he hadn't fucked everything up by great means?

"i haven't ever met someone like you, who loves me the same back. and i don't mean generally, but romantically. lots of people can't put up with me," he started, "but you do, and jesus, baby, i'm so greatful for that- and you," peter added.

"you are the bright pink light of my life. you're so different from other girls i've been with, you see me. you don't look at me, you see me. like, okay, maybe you aren't the greatest at math, but you don't have to be a s.t.e.m. genius to be smart."

peter was getting raw, he was getting vunerable. "i don't know how to use a curling iron for the life of me, i don't know the difference between mascara and eyeliner. well, i do, but i didn't before you."

you looked at him, opening your mouth to speak. you wanted to tell him he'd lost you somewhere along the line, but figured it was important for him to get this out.

"you've got a different mindset than me, and i love that. you're the biggest feminist i've ever met, and wait until you meet may. i think it's interesting that your entire personality doesn't revolve around your degrees and resumes, because, god, people like that are annoying. most of all, you're confidence is amazing. i never had anything like that in high school."

you knew that he was a nerd, kept his head down, shoulders sagging. "i just... i'm sorry. i don't know why i said it. i'm a huge insecure jerk that thinks he can get away with crap by projecting it onto his lovely, amazing, wonderful girlfriend. you're my favorite person, and i can't help but think you'll leave me one day. i thought that if i acted like i didn't care... i don't know. i- i don't... i'm sorry."

you took moment, that's the longest he's ever spoken to you, but he wasn't done, apparently.

"also, i don't care about sex. i mean, it's nice and whatever, but what's the point of it if i don't have you. what i'm trying to say is, i'd pick you over that any day, okay? it doesn't matter to me. i'm not with you for that."

"thank you," you said, it seemed appropriate. basically, he just compliented you a whole lot, and it worked; you seem to have a thing for praising. "and i forgive you. also, i hated those stupid books, and if they weren't, like, alyssa's, i'd burn them."

you shuddered, "i can't believe i read them."

"really?" peter asked, hopeful. you kissed away a stray tear, looking into his wet eyes. "we're okay?"

"we're so okay," you paused, "but you have to watch bridgerton with me."

he groaned, "fine." (you knew he liked it, he just wouldn't ever admit to it.)

"wait, so just checking, you aren't into, like, intellectuals or whatever?"

"i'm into you," he said, "whether or not you idenify as one."

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Hi. Will u do evan peters x reader. Where Evan's friends are celebrating 🍾 his birthday at a strip club but he feels nervous since it's his first time being in a strip club since he's awkward and shy, but the reader works at a strip club gives him relief and makes him come out of his shell.

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p in v, oral (m&f receiving), soft sex, gentle sex, praise kink, celebrating sex, birthday sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap), stripper/strip club, hair pulling kink, body worship, size kink, belly bulge kink, Evan wanting it slow so it can last long, spit kink, cum control, cockwarming, biting, marking kink, inexperienced/kinda experience, goddess kink, pleasing kink, pussyeating, Evan/Reader in control for the most part, whiny/sensitive Evan and Reader, begging, pleasuring and pleading, making out, tit sucking, edging, grinding, dirty talk, tongue fucking, reader playing in Evan's hair, overstimulation, mention of public fucking and owning Evan.

EVAN WAS NEVER THE TYPE OF GUY WHO WOULD GO TO CLUBS.., maybe bars, and small little clubs but never a strip club.

That's what he thought until now, all of his friends wanted to celebrate his win of best act, and his bday; January 20th, at a strip club, but nobody told Evan they surprised him with it, and boy oh boy was he embarrass.. and so nervous when he seen the girls dancing, and the smirks on his friends faces.

"Why are we here..?" they just smirk at his question before pulling him into a boot which was quickly followed by a waiter asking them what would they like to drink, before Evan could answer with 'water' his friends shouted "About 10 shots of Whiskey, and 5 shots of Crown"

Evan was in shock still nervous as ever but only the drink arrive he was forced by his friends to take at least about 7 of them, back to back.

That's he'd realize it was a busy night at the club, they were about 5 girls on the stage but nun caught his eye,, not yet.

Just as you arrived on stage, with a silky see-though rope as you had gotten closer to the rope and let your hand slip off of your shoulders pushing the rope off your your body exposing your glamour body roped ties around your body, showing off always your curves, the thickness around your thighs as the lining of the tongs laid out, all of your body fat showing making him crave you.

Just as his eyes rises from your legs to your breast as the straps of the sequin tank top hugged against your big boobs causing them to spill out around any open area it can find,, eyes falling back onto your stomach as he watch the rhinestones coming from your belly button all the way between your boobs.

It was like he was in heaven he didn't know what to do or what to think and was all just you,, a goddess.

He could tell this wasn't your first time dancing, by the way your outfit stood out of the rest, your shiny, like a Emperor,, a Feminine empress, like gold.. like the stars on a starry night.

Just as you stopped your little warm up, they called out your starring name, "Lady 'Gorgeous-Gensis' and her last and special dance for the night!"

Your head raised at the state of your name, and your let out a cheeky smile before swaying your hips against the pole, your hands stroking it, sliding up and down as your eyes travel throughout the audience smirking at all of the men with their heart eyes staring back at your while throwing cash.

Do to being a starring stripper, you hardly had to do shit to get the men attention, it was just the need of revealing clothes which intended to always get the attention the more.

Double DD cups, and a slim waist and with big juicy ass, and you'd have everyone in the whole world attention, no eyes off of you.

But you think that was way your became a stripper?

You friend and you loved to dance as you grew up, elementary School dance team, middle school dance team, and aa track-star in high school and dance team again, you just loved to sway your hips around and dance around,

Whenever you were on the stage, next to the pole with the lights shining on you, it was as if nobody was there you were just dancing to be happy, to feel like how it was to be young dancing on tv or something,

All of the motion in you, just rolling on your body, sassing your hips, jiggling all of the shininess of your outfit around the whole room and your eyes fell onto Evans sparkled eyes as he wanted you out of all of the women in the room, he was watching you

Watching your every move, every step, every bounce, every shake, everything, and once your eyes locked in, and you smirk and blew him a kiss he was calling from heaven,

he could have died in your arms right then and there.

A loyalist man, who is just craving you attention, your body and wants to make you feel like .

Evan would make your pleasure his top priority, did do anything to have you moaning, crying and moaning his name in pleasure from what he was doing to you.

Locking in eyes with him was like a predator and a prey right in action.

You didn't think but was your swing on the pole legs half wide and your back arched as your head fell back looking into his eyes one again before standing up and bouncing on the floor in a slip,,

You wanted to get him in action, hard as a rock.. you just wanted him as much as he wanted you, but who was going to tease the other the most.

You stood up a little like a pornstar, as your felt back to your knee throwing your head back

Before telling your hands fall to the floor and hold on to it as your whipped your head back and front letting your energy max out as your started to crawl to the edge of the stage where Evan was standing before facing your back toward him and bouncing your ass up and down acting as if it was him.. you know his cock.

You hungry little slut, you take it anymore and you knew you were getting closer to the end of your dance before you walked back to the pole all sexy and sassy just as your stripped from up to down on that pole before posing with your body upside down.

Legs crossed holding you on the pole as your hands landed on the floor keeping your head from dropping dead on the floor, you wink as the eyes on you screamed and cheered as the room went all dark, and you were off the stage and into the back dressing rooms.

You were fixing your hair, makeup and wiping all of the sweat from your body off as your sprayed your perfume and felt all pretty and beautiful again, like a beauty model.

Just as your disappeared in the darkness Evan frowned.. he wanted to see more of you, he'd stood up from his stop and sat at the bar dressing the alcohol he was given, "Your eyes were on Y/N huh boy?"

"that's her name?" Evan grin to himself before looking from his drink, hands and then finally at the man,

All he could think of is your pretty, full of beauty skin, and a gorgeous name for your gorgeous-self,, so beautiful.

"She's not quite new maybe joined in about a couple of days ago or a week, but her moves are always something new, yk."

Evan just smiled at the man before smirking as he started to move away, noticing you in a rope walking around towards a closet.

"Hi..uh-Hey Y/N,, I can-" Evan had tired to say before you continued to walk farther away from him.

He frowned to himself but it was turned upside down when he heard your soft voice..

"Hold on,, just a second baby." He had heard you say,, it was like you were sent from heaven for him, you have him floating following you like one of the cartoon characters madly inlove.

Evan let out a small whimper, "uh.. Okay!"

You walked back out with shoes and your heels in your hand as you backpack was on your back hair clipped up, but in a pretty way to make Evan fall for her more.

He watched as you got closer to him letting out a small chuckle, "What is it honey?"

She started to walk off, waving at others stripper and the bartenders and other worked before walking out the door.

Evan was following her close behind, forgetting about his birthday and about what he friends sent him here to do, to celebrate right?

He followed behind you ramble as he stayed behind you all the way to your car, just are you let out a hum and grabbed a hold of the door handle of the car.

You body turned very fast and you locked eyes with the taller men, as you heart skipped a beat, and word were caught in his throat.

You smiled and grab ahold of his hand before kissing it, "The infamous Evan Peters caught a eye fa' me?"

You could see the redness of his cheeks as he was flushed with blush across his face.

You smile before kissing his hand and up his arms before licking his name, looking at him while doing it before his grip on your hand had gotten tighter.

Just as you were getting on your tippy-toes to kiss him, as your breath was on his bottom lip..

His body shocked, which making you press your forehead against his, before..

Whispering in his ear, "Relax birthday-boy.., Would you a present from me?" Just as you kissed him before he could even answer your question.

That's how it leaded to the position you were in now, you were in the back seat of your car just as your legs were spread wide open.

You had teased him enough he shoved you in the back seat and ripped off the rope you had on before and the lingerie your had one before fingering you for a while.

But now it was something different,

Evan hands with a mad grip on your thighs as his head was buried in between your thighs deep inside of them, he'd made you cum at least twice already,

You were just begging him to let you please him; whining moaning, whimpering and crying balling in tears.

"Baby-Baby, Bb~AagHh~Evannn!"

Moans leaving out your mouth left and right and his tongue worked hard on your clit like he had double the speed and double the tongue going rapidly between your pussy lips.

over and over and over, you were happy but sad, it was his birthday and he was suppose to be getting the pleasure, just as you felt about orgasm coming up your looked in his eyes just as he thrusted his tongue into your cunts hole, again and again and again.

He hummed against your pussy, "Cum all over my face cmon, precious." he said as he bit on your pussy making you let out a loud cry.

Just as your body started to shake at your approaching pit in your stomach, Evan hands fell on your body, the feel of your curves against him was like heaven

He would be lying to you if he'd say no he wasn't palming himself thought his pants, he'd been at it sense the second time you came,

The way he was licking you like he was a man who hadn't even in seconds, days, weeks, months, years..

So ferocious..

Savage,..

And VICIOUS

You were loving it just as much as you were losing it, your hand quickly fell to his hair as you pushed him closer inside of you pussy before thrusting your hips upwards letting his nose slip up and down your slit over and over..

You let out a loud ass moan, "Please!!, Evan-Babyyyy-ahhh~ nngh-pleas'Honeyy!" you whined as your eyes fell into his eye just as his watch you twitch on his tongue and seen how your eyes were trying to focus on him, you needed to be praised.

"Y/N, you doing so good baby, just cum on vanny's tongue, cum all over his face for him okay, just keep your eyes on me when you have your orgasm?"

You nodded quickly as he mumbled a small, "good baby girl" in your pussy before licking it up better then he was doing before.

His finger shoved into your hole, thrusting them back and forwards,, and starting to curl them up inside of you as your eyes were on him and as they rolled back for a bit.

"Cumming!!.. Im cumming evvy!! Aaaah~ I can't hold it its so strong aagh~ pleaseeee.. nngh! You whimpered just as your body shaken bad, all of your body moving as your pussy squirted all over Evans face just as his fingers in your cunt were covered in thick white substances..

Pussy fully juiced as most of it was still coming out falling into Evans mouth as his opened it whine wanting more, you moaned at the sight before, his fingers circled your clit just as you came once again, as the liquid spilled out of your hole.

His pants were off now, boxed still of as he sticked his hand out and palmed himself as you watched whining wanting to touch him as you reach for him but he didn't save you.

Evan kissed your stomach up to your neck, peppermint kissing your face cooling you down as he kissed your lips..

"I was supposed you please you vanny-bear!"

He shushed you just as you got settled on his lap, just as he exposed he coded cock with his pre-cum mixture of gulps of his white thicken cum.

Finally as you were pushed down on his cock, you started ridding him, as his sucked on your neck, letting marks all around.

Slowly, bucking your hips back and forth as his cock filled you up.

His hands quickly gripped on your waist squeezing roughly as he became all nervous and clingy to you, wanting you to be closer.

You whimpered as his nails were starting to go into your stink, just as another loud whimper fell out of your mouth.

Evan hand darted up to over your mouth shushing you a little.

"Shh, doll, you can't be too loud." He spoke softly to you,

You nodded quickly looking deeply into his eyes as you started to ride faster.

Evan didn't wanna to rick him wanting to hear you so he didn't hand from your mouth, instead he stuff two fingers; middle and index into your mouth chargering you to suck them.

Evan had never been ridden like this, it was like a dream, he was still a little clingy but wanted to control himself because he was scared he was going to lose it and was going to bone you into the seats on the car,,

But it seem like he was going that anyways like his hands were rolling around you body all over as he started to play with your tits for a while as he squeezed them and pinch the nipples making you whine again..

"Holy fuckkk-you're riding me sooo'g good babyyy doll." He groaned under you as your head fell in his neck as you started to bounce more, but slowly gave out.

Evan began lifting your hips, meeting you half way, but in the same pace, just thrusting much faster then you.

Your moans were going to be the death of him as they became louder even though they were muffled.

He knew for a fact you hadn't been touch like how he's been touching you know.

"Please.. Bear.. I don't think I can't last any longer.."

Just as you choked on his fingers he flipped you guys over just as the white liquid circle was reveal around his cock as he thrusted in and out.

Your hands grabbed his shoulders and the right hand fell to his back as you whined loud and moan, as you breathe was caught up as you felt him slipping in you as you had a dent in your stomach.. which was his fat mushroom tip and thick member.

You whimper and all, as you nails duged into Evans skins as his head fell back as he groaned for the pain and started to ram into your cunt.

Fast and faster by the second your eyes were rolling back just as he was watching you slowly kissing your forehead and rubbing his thumb around your lips as he pushed it into your mouth making you suck on it, as you were full on babbling while sucking.

"Such a pretty cockdrunk dollface."

He kissed your lips deeply, both of you huffing mouths together,

as the kiss was very angrily or passionately which to choose, pulling on the bikini top, which were now not even covering your breast, they were exposed to the fresh lustful air.

You were pulling Evan closer to you just as you were humping upwards while his dick was hitting your celivix over and over

You eyes rolled back, just as your head fell back and you kissed your teeth as you held Evan more closer wanting more just as you guys both started to thrust against each other..

"Evannnn! bear,, vanny.. mm.. ah! please god.. Soooo good s'good!" You cried and babbled just as you guys locked eyes again as you clench to him once you started to cream his cock, full of your juices and wetness.

You kissed Evan heatedly as he started to ram into you over and over, quickly as his dick twitched in your warm thigh cunt..

"Y/NNNN!" He groaned as he felt you tighten around him, "I don't think I can pull out.. you sucking me in Y/N.. fffff'fuck!"

Just then and now, you were nodding at him as you cupped his cheek wanting him to stay focused on you, a sex kiss, wet and sloppy as you guys tongues slapped and played against each other just as you clench around him more.

Wrapping your legs around his hip pushing him deep was you sensitive pussy was feeding him in more and more, you cried as you felt him rack into your womb, you nodded your head more

His cock twitches even more finally as his cupped face in your hand focused on you and your tight cunt just as his thrusts were getting sloppier and quicken slowly,

He moaned and groaned as you clenched on him more wanting him to stay and not more, before you knew it the wall of your cunt were painted white, you smiled at him giving him a lazy kiss as you let him ride out his orgasm and kissed you deeply but breathlessly feeling him still in your stomach

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☆ oral fixation ☆ infidelity kink ☆ size kink ☆ brat/brat taming kink ☆ face fucking ☆ tit fucking ☆ thigh riding ☆ daddy/mommy content ☆ domination ☆ sadism ☆ breeding kink ☆ masochism ☆ exhibitionism ☆ squirting ☆ degrading ☆ dirty talk ☆ cum swapping ☆ dacryphilia ☆ overstimulation ☆ gagging ☆ praise edging ☆ biting ☆ marking ☆ cne ☆ dubcon ☆ coercion ☆ breath play ☆ impact play ☆ anal play ☆ legal age gap ☆ threesomes ☆ brother's best friend ☆ best friend's brother ☆ daddy x princess ☆ step-cest ☆ legal age gap ☆ dom x sub ☆ gangbang ☆ bareback/ cream pies ☆ being shared ☆ free use ☆ orgasm denial ☆ brat x brat tamer ☆ knife play ☆ corruption virgin! reader ☆ bimbo! reader ☆ office sex ☆ mean! reader ☆ hair pulling ☆ dark content ☆ fratboy! character ☆ hand kink ☆ dumbification ☆ nicknames: mami, mamas, mama, ma, pretty girl, babe, baby, sweetheart, angel ☆

sometimes into ༊彡⬭ 𓈒  I

☆ somnophilia ☆ olfactophilia ☆ piss kink ☆ arm kink ☆ dry humping ☆ virgin! character ☆ best friend! character ☆ kidnapping kink ☆ thigh fucking ☆ sub! character ☆ sex toys ☆ period sex ☆ orgy ☆ drunk sex ☆ angst ☆ fluff ☆ sex pollen ☆ under the table ☆ noncon play ☆ polyamory ☆ predator/prey kink ☆ bondage ☆ sensory deprivation ☆ fake relationship ☆ cuckhold ☆ pet play ☆ cockwarming ☆ nicknames: babydoll, doll, honey, hon ☆

not into ༊彡⬭ 𓈒  I

☆ tentacles ☆ age regression ☆ professor x student ☆ childhood bedroom ☆ self-harm ☆ suicide ☆ ai ☆ pedophilia ☆ incest ☆ underage characters ☆ race play ☆ race exclusive features ☆ eating disorders ☆ depression ☆ getting caught masturbating and moaning out a name ☆ financial domination ☆ scat ☆ gay for pay ☆ age play ☆ wax play ☆ pegging ☆ feet content ☆ food play ☆ male! reader ☆

[1donoow]

STRANGER THINGS FANFICS REC PT.4

[Fanfics i've read]

edited

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♡ - smut

Most of them are fluff

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peter ballard

chrissy cunningham

max mayfield

billy hargrove

gareth emerson

steve harrington

eddie munson

@lovetohate001 - I’ll Bring You The Sun As Daisies

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peter ballard

@kaylawritesfics - ___

@galactic-magick - reader hugging him for the first time

@could-it-be-a-dream - desperate time ♡

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chrissy cunningham

@helpwhatsthis - bruises and bambi

@chrissysluvr - missing you

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max mayfield

@just-my-fandom - dating max and being steve's little sister

@ghostspideys-moved - ___

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@boizandgurlzinthehouse - being billy's younger sister and helping max

billy hargrove

@multifandombookstore - billy dating a sweet girl

@imaginesbykesia - soft!billy hargrove hc

@big-toe-energy - dating billy includes

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gareth emerson

@myuninterestinglifestory - dating gareth hc

@darkwhitevintage - hc

- i love you first

@shylemon - gareth dating an artist!reader would include

- gareth having a s/o that's punk and plays in a band

- gareth dating an autistic!reader would include

- gareth dating a short!reader

@bunni-writing-desk - headcannon

- ___

@lovely--lover - nsfw

- gareth as a boyfriend

@licensedqueerio - gareth hc no one asked for

@demowogorgon - live wire

@wherethecolorswontgo - smutty headcannon

- headcannon

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steve harrington

@hotforharrington - one kiss

@pappydaddy - opposites

@dreadmars - poly with steve and eddie

@xtrafluffyteddy - beach day with steddie

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eddie munson

@itsactuallywhitewolf - what i think dating eddie munson would be like

@f4irydaydreams - mike and dustin finds out about eddies secret girlfriend

@unlikelyempathpruneauthor - being dustin's parent pt.2 (kinda)

@loveronlineee - are you mad at me?

@milkiane - i was made for lovin' you

@rafesmuse - having more tattoos than eddie

@jasm1nelily - you're the only woman

@lokislittlemidgardian - dnd and colouring in

@p3terparker - gossiping boyfriend

@helpwhatsthis - eddie's sugar mommy hc

@poisonedprose - comfort hugs

@luvamps - friday im in love

@jamespottersmommy - calling him puppy

@adriannamunson - little miss perfect

@imagines-all-day-everyday -bat outta hell

@mrvlbimbo - uncle wayne

- uncle wayne and bimbo!reader

- bimbo!reader with a gazillion stuffed animals

@hiding-in-my-blanket-fort - Headcanons for Eddie x fem!Reader who is a shy, anxious smol bean

@sunflowersteves - family video

@geekfanficwriter - caught somewhere in time pt.2

@hawkins-losers - eddie introducing reader to wayne

- wake up

@lovely--lover - eddie munson and wayne munson things

- eddie with a artist partner

@kaylawritesfics - being best friend with eddie

- eddie having a crush on a quiet! reader

@xdirtyx - who's gonna tell henderson first hc

- dating eddie and having adhd

@over--and-out - headcannon

@puppy-coded - haircut

@kyloxox - eddie as a boyfriend

[alexdelray1]

Hobie Brown x Reader

-Did you know there is a universe where Mary Jane died because she slept with Peter?- I tried to say it quietly to Hobie.

-What the hell?- Miles said. Most people in the room looked at me like I was a fish with legs except Miguel. He got used to my strange texts.

-Why are you staring at me like celebrity children at paparazzi? Do you know how many documents I see here every day about strange deaths of Spider-men and girls? You don't know how to joke. - I said and sipped my coffee. I sat down at my desk.

I'm Reader Acker. I have no powers and I am not the mastermind behind the operation. I'm Miguel's secretary. And you will think. Why does Miguel need a secretary when he has Layla? All things, documents and morning coffee for Miguel are not just about technology. I had a shitty life without a job, so when I discovered that our dear hero needed a secretary who would keep the secrets of the multiverse and other boring things, I immediately agreed. And you will once again ask how such a great mind as me got into such a position. Others did not see my genius in sarcasm, shit talking and gossip, but for our Migueś it was enough that I would work here for a long time and that I did not want to open up to people.

My desk is so comfortable. Ahhh. If I stay sober for a few more days, maybe I'll get a raise. I will buy a new expansion pack for The Sims 4.

-Reader!- Miles ran to my desk.

-Hello, Miles. What do you want? Love advice or a book called 'How to cope with Uncle Ben's death'? - I asked, smiling.

-I need documents about my earth.- he said, shaking.

-Relax. And what number is it? - I asked, looking for documents in the locker.

-1610. Thank you for your help.- he said. I slowly handed him his documents and took them at the last second.

-Hahaha! I was just making fun of you! Do you seriously think I'll give you these important documents for any reason? Haha! - I laughed and he crossed his arms.

-Please, Reader. I need it! - he begged me.

-And I need Pedro Pascal in my bed. We both can't have what we want. - I said, raising my arms.

-I'll get you a date with Hobie. - Desperate Miles suggested it to me.

-Yeah! Now we're talking seriously! Tell Hobie that there's a horny, sexy chick with big bimbos sitting at my desk who was asking about him. - I said and gave him these documents.

-But that would be a bit untrue.- said Miles, holding the briefcase. I stood up and put my finger to his mouth.

-Shhhhhh. You have a briefcase, so I have a figurine of Hobie's ex-girlfriend. Only better. Now go tell the news! - I almost slapped him on the butt, pushing him to the door.

-It's illegal!- he said, walking to the door.

-And what happened when your mother did that to you? Exactly. You see, I'm not getting any younger. Poor old Reader wants to know what it's like to experience another tsunami of excitement! - I said.

-You're 19 years old, Miles commented.

-So, go grab your pacifier and tell Hobie that I'm waiting for him here. - I looked in the mirror.

-But should I tell him that this sexy girl with bimbos is waiting for him, or are you? Because, you know, they're completely different people. - Miles joked.

-You know what? It's obvious that you have some kind of ADHD if you can't handle such an easy task. Just tell him I'm waiting for him here. - I said, waving my hand.

-But you can call him here yourself.- he said.

-Miles. Tell me. What's the point of me taking the first step into something that doesn't have a bed scene in it? Exactly. And now I say goodbye! - I said and Miles ran out of my office.

Where is Hobie? It's already been 10 minutes and he can come here in 2 seconds. What if he doesn't think I'm interesting enough for him? Or maybe that damn Miles didn't tell him? I will kill and crush! Wait! My watch, I forgot about it.

-Reader! 5 minutes ago there was a call for all Spider-men and women to catch Miles! - said Layla as I turned on the watch and put it on my wrist.

-That's bad…- I commented.

-Miles somehow found the code from the machine and is now in another universe! And you are the only person who knows and has all these codes… - said Layla suspiciously.

-Oh shit.- I said. I took a rope from the ceiling with a 'people holder' (I don't know how to spell it) and attached myself to it.

-Reader what are you doing?- Layla asked.

-Layla I knew it would come one day so this is my little insurance policy against such an event. I'm going on vacation until Miguel calms down and stops thinking that his canon moment is to kill me.- I said. I jumped out the window and started climbing down the building, attached to a rope.

-I'm sorry, Reader. We've got your locatio-- before Layla could finish, I took off my watch and thrown it off.

-I'm sorry, Layla.- I said and started lowering myself on the rope.

Suddenly the rope stopped working.

-What is it?- I looked up. Oh fuck. Pissed off, Miguel started pulling the rope up with me without trying too hard.

-Oh shit.- I said to myself. I looked down. I saw a portal opening several meters below me.

I looked up at the angry Miguel who had the usual 'Don't even think about it' written in his eyes.

-Adios tio!- I shouted and unfastened myself from the rope. I landed in another universe, or rather in someone's arms. I opened my eyes and…

-Hobie!- I shouted with joy.

-I wouldn't leave you to your fate for this fascist.-

Sorry, I haven't checked it, so there may be some mistakes or something.

[maraxp]

this is a multifandom blog meaning that i favorite certain fandoms/characters so there will most definitely be more writings for certain characters and fandoms.

please don’t be offended if you send a request for someone and i don’t fulfil it, sometimes the inspiration is lacking for certain characters. i still wish to write though so i will continue to post.

requests are open so you can send them whenever you want !

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WHAT DO YOU WRITE FOR?

smut, angst, fluff, age gaps, poly/threesome+, reverse harem, dubcon, noncon, yandere, toy play, cheating (to an extent), blood play, knife play, bdsm, breath play, violence, gore, hunter/prey, praise and degradation, power imbalance, supernatural, choking, mommy/daddy kink. (wrap it up !)

WHAT DO YOU NOT WRITE FOR?

rpf, necrophilia, incest, daddy/little play, age play (basically pedophilia), spitting, bimbo!reader, foot fetish, animal play, race play, watersports, miscarriage, any kind of abuse, child fics, any ocs, i avoid the pet name ‘kitten’ like- it’s just.. no.

WHAT DO YOU USE FOR YOUR HEADERS?

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WHO DO YOU WRITE FOR?

MARVEL

miguel o’hara, hobie brown, gwen stacy, miles morales, tony stark, peter parker (all variants), doctor strange, wade wilson, eddie brock, kate bishop, mary jane

STRANGER THINGS

eddie munson, steve harrington, henry creel, jim hopper

THE WALKING DEAD

negan smith, rick grimes, daryl dixon, maggie greene, glenn rhee, abraham ford, carl grimes, morgan jones, shane walsh, michonne hawthorne, ezekiel sutton, gabriel stokes, eugene porter, rosita espinosa

RESIDENT EVIL

leon scott kennedy, chris redfield, claire redfield, ashley graham, ada wong, luis sera, albert wesker, jill valentine, carlos oliveira, rebecca chambers, sherry birkin, ethan winters, helena harper, alcina dimitrescu, karl heisenberg

MODERN WARFARE II

simon riley/ghost, john mactavish/soap, john price, kate laswell, phillip graves, kyle garrick/gaz, alejandro vargas, könig, gary sanderson/roach, farah karim, valeria garza, rodolfo parra

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