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“everything’s going to be okay, i promise.”

swiss ghoul x gn! reader

warnings: mention of suicidal thoughts, past sh scars, thoughts of relapse, relapsing, ed, etc.

- buckle up bitches, i’m sad, so this is sad. this little blurb is exactly how i feel rn.

——past memory/flashback

//switch pov/person

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The screams felt overwhelming at the end, and you have no idea why. They soon we’re blurred and you barely remember even leaving the stage and being the first one on the bus.

Everything was going so well. The rituals were amazing as usual but suddenly you got that feeling.

That feeling where you can’t anymore. That feeling that takes over your entire body, controls it.

You recalled getting this feeling in the middle of the tour while hanging out in one of the ghouls’ hotel.

You guys planned on watching many movies that night but yours didn’t last long.

It was during the 2nd movie, a triggering scene came on. The scene almost being the exact same situation you bad time through.

That causing you to be zoned out throughout the entire night, staring off into space. During that, these thoughts came back. Too many thoughts.

You felt suffocated. Not because of the ghoul pile, never, but these malicious needs egged you on more and more.

Your breathing picked up and you knew Swiss noticed since he was literally on you. You tried you best to calm down but nothing worked.

Swiss moved himself to turn to look at you, his eyebrows furrowed. He was between your legs, his head was resting on you abdomen.

He placed his hand on your thigh, and gave you a look, asking you quietly if you’re okay. You felt yourself get choked up, and shook your head.

Swiss removed himself from you and you quickly sat up, breathing. You slowly felt yourself become disgusted with your reaction and you frowned.

Swiss went to comfort you but without noticing him, you went to leave.

You quickly hopped over each ghoul and announced how you felt tired and wanted to get some rest. Everyone except swiss said goodnight and love you’s, not taking notice of your disheveled body. You took your leave and carried to your room.

Swiss sat there confused, multiple thoughts going through his head. Then it hit him, he wasn’t too sure, but was almost positive.

The scene from the movie. He knew you’ve struggled with suicidal intentions since you’ve joined the clergy. All the ghouls knew because it was easy to sense someone’s feelings..including blood.

The first time they’ve ever smelt blood on you was one of the second band practices you were in since summoned. Definitely confused but never said anything.

Through the months, of course growing close, it obvious you struggled, but one day, Aether had mentioned something to everyone when you had left.

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Aether had his mouth open and his eyes were on the ground, wavering. Sodo took notice, “What are you doing?”

Aether closed his mouth and gulped. His mind was in distraught, “I-..i knew something was wrong but…”

All the ghouls now gathered around, confused and interested. A tear fell from aethers eye, sometimes he hated being a quintessence ghoul. He had heard your thoughts and felt the urge you felt. The want. The need. The need to release and how you were going to do it.

His hands shook, “Y/n…i felt..” Aether took a deep breath, “remember when we smelt blood on them?” He looked up at them all, a tear fell once more.

Everyone froze, seemingly knowing what he was going on about because of his tears. It was silent for awhile, until swiss broke it, “are you sure.?”

Aether nodded, “i heard and felt everything as soon as they were packing up… it was..gut wrenching.”

They all kept that moment to themselves, not wanting to lose any trust they barely built up yet.

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Swiss sat in silence as he stared where you once stood in-front of them.

He recalled when he first saw scars on your legs. All of you in the ghoul lounge and in a cuddle pile, his head on your lap. You had been wearing shorts, but they had ridden up without you noticing.

At first, he saw a big one just above your knee, assuming it was just from hell. But, he saw another one travel up farther up your thigh. And then more scattered in one spot. He lifted his head up and saw on both legs.

He had let a shuddered breath and from that moment he promised to take care of you and finally break the loneliness of pain you we’re in.

once you had made it to you hotel room, you crashed.

Sliding down the door, tears falling rapidly.

‘why now..i was doing so good,’ you sobbed as you thought that, “i was doing so good..” you barely managed to get out.

You didn’t even make it to the bed, just laying sprawled out on the floor, hiccuping. Your claws were scratching at your skin, deep marks seeping out blood.

‘please please, don’t do it, you were doing so good,’ you silently said to yourself. Having to beg your urge to not do it, you didn’t even have your blade, only having your claws.

They hurt more then you can imagine, not the same but you can’t help but think you deserve it. Deserve this pain.

A gentle yet firm knock at your door made you jump. You froze, not knowing what to do.

“..Y/n? It’s Swiss,” Swiss. Your eyes widen as you quickly got up. Frantically searching for a hoodie.

As you were digging through your bags, swiss continued, “please let me in.. i don’t want you too-..” he cut himself off. You shook your head at yourself for being obvious but finally found your hoodie.

Swiss heard you shuffling and bit his lip in worry. what we’re you doing? why were you taking so long? why-

The door clicked, slowly opening.

Swiss felt himself break at the sight of you.

You stood still, eyes to the ground, one hand on the door, the other wrapped around yourself over the giant hoodie.

Your hair covered your face, but Swiss could sense the amount of pain you were in.

“..what’s up.?” your voice was soft spoken, afraid that if you fully used your voice, it would break.

Swiss frowned slightly, almost pouting, he was annoyed at how easily you could go from having a breakdown to acting like nothing happened.

“..just wanted to see if you’re okay,” Swiss started, desperate to see your face as it was still facing slightly down. He raised his hand gently, going to cup your cheek. You flinched slightly but let it happen. “are you okay?” He asked.

You let him tilt your face up, hair falling to the side of your cheek. Swiss saw your red eyes, he also felt the sadness immediately when touching you.

“oh honey,” just by those words swiss spoke, you broke. Eyes watering, mouth twitching to a frown, and then to the ugly cry face.

Swiss quickly guided you inside your room and closed the door, you sliding into his body along the way.

He immediately engulfed you and picked you up. You seemingly weighed nothing to him as he carried you to the bed, arms still wrapped around you as you guys laid against the back board.

Your claws latched onto his shirt as you sobbed into him. Swiss felt himself start to tear up as he heard the words you spoke to yourself quietly. Words that could break anyone.

Swiss squeezed you tighter, and he held onto you, wanting your coldness to turn into warmth.

Hours passed, you calmed down but Swiss could still feel your hurt, god how much he wanted to just take it away from you.

He wants nothing more than for your happiness to be shown again. He just wants you to be back.

He just wants you.

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Months into the tour, and you’ve become quiet most days. Almost never speaking after the rituals. Clearly everyone took notice, it was like you always cheered people up just by your presence, but now you felt absent.

You just locked yourself away in the tour bus rooms, or your hotel room.

Obviously Swiss was still always there for you, but it got harder when your depression turned into anger.

Recently, you had accidentally snapped at him when he tried comforting you after you messed up during a ritual.

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“Fuck me!” you whisper-yelled and kicked a box back stage. Swiss had followed you out after you stormed off after bowing.

Sitting on the box you jus kicked, you hugged your knees to your chest. You wanted to just rip out your hair but you still had your mask on and had to keep it on till the bus arrived.

Swiss saw your glamour die down slowly, your tail being the first to whip harshly behind you and frowned but walked towards you.

“hey that is not your fault, don’t blame yourself,” Swiss said as he placed his hand on your shoulder. You smacked his hand and growled.

“of course it was my fault! Lord, i can’t even do one thing fucking right,” You stood up and started clawing at your arm, red scratch marks appearing.

He watched as you paced around, your back turned to him.

“Y/n! it wasn’t your fault, that fan literally threw something directly at you!” Swiss growled back, getting annoyed by your antics.

“but it was MY fault the others got confused, including Papa!” You whipped your head to him, baring your teeth. Swiss stumbled slightly at your aggressive state.

“it’s my fault i fucked up! It’s my fault i’m holding everyone back! it’s my fucking-..” your voice broke as you spoke. “It’s my fucking fault i’m like this,” your eyes widening as tears slipped passed your mask, hitting the ground.

Swiss’ eyes were wide as well as he watched you break yourself down. “y/n-” Swiss went to comfort you, but you immediately shut him down.

“And stop saying it’s okay! it’s not! im fucking not! You comforting me is almost useless because i still have the urge,” your claws sharpened as you gripped at your mask. Swiss knew you didn’t mean these words but it stuck to me.

“oh my fuck, i cant breath,” you clawed at the mask, three marks went through the leather. You almost collapse on the ground, but Swiss made it to you before you could.

Swiss helped with your mask and covered you as you let your full ghoul form out.

He saw your red face and saw the anger in your eyes. As your eyes met he saw your sharp slits grow big and dilate. Emotions ran through you. Embarrassment, sadness, anger, panic, and guilt.

Seeing that Swiss took off his mask with you filled you with guilt. The fact he would stand by you even when you lashed out on him made you almost cry.

But at the same time, seeing his face calmed you from doing anything else. You remembered what you said and regretted it. “i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean- i’m sorry i cant-” Swiss cut you off and hugged you, “i know, i know,” He placed his head on top of yours as you smushed into his chest.

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Swiss watched you silently. You faced the wall, back turned to him as you were laid down on the small twin sized bed. His heart burned for you. He wished he could take away your pain. He would give you the world if it meant you wouldn’t have to go through this anymore.

In his mind he begged himself to tell you how he feels. He wanted to claim you so badly, to make you his. He didn’t care how horrible your emotions could be, he didn’t give one of Copia’s rats ass how you looked when you were struggling the most and had no energy to do anything.

You changed him so much when you were summoned. It was like something in him switched as you guys grew closer.

Swiss stopped sleeping around, he came to realize it slightly disturbed him because all he did was think about you. But it is because he wanted to do those things with you. Not particularly sex but love.

All he wanted was you.

As those thoughts passed through his mind, he heard you groan, and shuffle a bit. He panicked as your body shook.

Quickly, he stood up and rushed to you. Your body arched off the bed and your contorted into a frown as tears slid down your face.

Swiss sat on the bed and placed your upper body to rest against him. He mumbled sweet words and moved his hand to rub soothing circles on your shoulder.

Your body stopped contorting, resting finally as you woke up. A sharp breath left you as you realized the nightmare you had. Swiss watched you, saying nothing.

You realized where you are and looked up at him. “swiss..” you whispered, and swiss swore his heart was on fire. The way you looked at him made him realize he needed to tell you.

Swiss lifted his hand to move stray pieces of hair from your face and admired you.

Realization ran through you as you looked into Swiss’ eyes. All he has ever done has been there for you. But it wasn’t just him being there for you. No, never. You were so blinded by your own emotions that you never noticed the way he looked at you. The way he admired you. The way he loved you.

In this moment, you also realized your feelings. You’ve grown attached to him since day 1. And as you two became close, years passed, you felt your heart drop when you knew how you felt.

You searched Swiss’ eyes, praying he felt the same without realizing he was doing the same.

“Swiss,” you said once more as you pace a hand atop of his when he placed it on your cheek.

Whispering your name back, Swiss smiled softly at you. You raised yourself up to him, eyes never leaving each other.

Before even realizing, you leaned into him, lips together. Swiss mentally cried of happiness as he sighed into your lips. You smiled into it and leaned back, resting your forehead against his.

Swiss’ eyes were still closed and you closed yours. Your guys’ hands stayed in the same place as you lived in the moment.

Words couldn’t describe the amount of love you held for each other. They didn’t need to. In that moment, you could feel it, and see it.

Swiss opened his eyes and glided his hand to rest on the crook of your neck.

“Let’s go to sleep yeah?” He said as he grinned stupidly at you. You smiled at him and nodded.

Getting comfortable, swiss held you from behind and curled into you, legs twisting with yours. You held his hand that was laying in front of you as you softly breathe.

You both knew it was going to take awhile for yourself to get better, but things like these take time. Simply just being present for someone can help immensely. And right now, everything was okay for once.

Just before falling asleep, Swiss mumbled into your ear,

“everything’s going to be ok, I promise,”

#ghost bc #ghost band #ghost copia #nameless ghouls #papa emeritus #ghost bc x male reader #swiss ghoul #swiss army ghoul #swiss ghoul x reader #swiss ghost

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 8 months

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ykw. i’ve been depressed for the last 2 months and i feel like making people cry as well.

Self love ain’t workin. lol

#ghost bc #ghost band #ghost copia #nameless ghouls #papa emeritus #ghost bc x male reader

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 9 months

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OH MY FUCK. i am as well.

except no one knows how bad it is.🤭

I'm coming out as an absolute mountain and swiss whore. you don't even know. only one person knows how bad it is and they better keep their mouth shut.

#im down bad #so bad #the band ghost #swiss ghoul #mountain ghoul #ghost bc #nameless ghouls

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 9 months

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it’s also the fact i’ve been taking a break from social media. ik you’ve heard that before from plenty but i’ve shown hella progress in happiness and taking time to myself. remember health care is important. put yourself first before anything. 💅

listen. some of y’all are not understanding that i only write when i have motivation.

requests are gonna take awhile regardless of how much you scream at me. plus half the requests i’m not comfortable with. like DAMN. you guys are kinky. 😭

#self care #writer things #writers block

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 9 months

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listen. some of y’all are not understanding that i only write when i have motivation.

requests are gonna take awhile regardless of how much you scream at me..

#writers block #ghost bc #ghost band #spider man: across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #x reader #x male reader

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 10 months

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GUYS CHILL😭

i think i accidentally did something bc i went through EVERYTHING and can’t find the link to show you guys😤

plus i didn’t wanna repost it bc it’s like uh weird and especially not my art so i can’t repost it

I just saw very detailed nsfw art of Miguel and Lego Spider-Man and I’m scared.

#miguel spiderverse #lego spiderman #atsv #atsv art #miguel o'hara #across the spiderverse #spiderman atsv

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 10 months

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trying to come out with a Swiss fic pretty soon…

It’s a ftm reader bc he’d fuck with he/him pussy so hard.

#ghost bc #ghost band #ghost copia #nameless ghouls #papa emeritus #ghost bc x male reader #swiss ghoul #swiss army ghoul #swiss ghost #swiss ghoul x reader #swiss ghoul x male reader #the ghost band #ghost the band

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 10 months

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Reblog In 5 seconds for good luck

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 10 months

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I fuck with crab ragoons so hard.

Me on my way to get crab ragoon

#the band ghost #okay to reblog i guess #ghost band #ghost bc #cardinal copia #papa emeritus iv #ghost copia #nameless ghouls #papa emeritus #ghost bc x male reader

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 10 months

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it was indeed.

I just saw very detailed nsfw art of Miguel and Lego Spider-Man and I’m scared.

#miguel o’hara #lego spiderman #across the spiderverse #reblog #spiderman #spiderverse spoilers #spider man: across the spider verse #miguel o'hara x reader #spider man #spiderman 2099

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 10 months

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“look at me,”

Miguel x male reader x Peter B

Warnings: nsfw, threesome, swearing, Miguel watching and dominating, etc

THANKS FOR OVER 100 FOLLOWERS.

here’s this🧟‍♂️

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“look at me,” Miguel says sternly.

You could barely keep your eyes open at the pleasure.

Peter and you were laying in your side as he was behind you, spreading your legs and fucking into you at a speed Miguel demanded.

“If you can’t look at me, then I’ll make peter stop and we’ll leave you here, do you understand, mi amor?” Miguel’s voice was deep and demanding which made you whine but agree.

Peter joined in, “aw, but that just means it’s so good he can barely see straight, quite literally.”

Miguel rolled his eyes and grabbed your jaw, “eyes on me.” Your eyes snapped open and looked him dead in the eye.

God. This sight made him want to join. But he knew both of you loved being handled like putty.

Your eyes were very dimmed and lowered but still hanging on as you looked at Miguel. The sounds egging all of you on, especially Peter.

Miguel ordered Peter to slow down or stop as soon as one of you came close, edging both of you, which had been going on for half an hour now.

“I can’t, please, Miguel,” your voice wavered and quick gasps came from you. “Please I need too.”

Miguel hummed, “Peter, slow down.” Peter obliged and slowed down much to his disappointment.

Your body shook against Peters, he knew what you were going through, both of you in suffering.

Miguel’s hand moved to your wet tip, slowing thumbing the slit. You gasped and your head leaned onto Peters shoulders as he whispered sweet nothings.

Miguel then only fisted the tip, the sounds making you squirm. He went slow at first testing the waters, but all of sudden quickened. Your hips jerked here and there which made Miguel smirk.

“Please please, almost, almost, I need to,” you begged, your mouth gapped wide, eyes slightly crossing together but you snapped them back into Miguel’s red orbs.

“Fuck,” Peter groaned as he felt you clench. He knew he wasn’t allowed but he just couldn’t anymore. He sped up, wanting to chase his release.

The speed making you gasp and arch your back. Unfortunately, making you take your eyes off of Miguel.

“Peter, stop.” Miguel sighed, taking his hands off you. He was just about to let you come but, peter had to disobey out of greediness.

You both whined, knowing you guys both disobeyed Miguel’s orders. Peter barely could but forced himself to a stop.

“Y/n,” His hand in your jaw was removed, “up.”

Peter and you groaned as he slipped out of you and he laid flat on his back as you moved. “Peter spread your legs. And Y/n, straddle him,” Miguel orders and gets off the bed.

You place your hands on peters bare chest while straddling his hips and he smiles up at you as you slowly caress his collarbone with a thumb.

You place yourself on Peters thighs, his own erection laid twitching on his abdomen in front of you. The temptation to help him out was big, but you knew not to go against Miguel.

All of a sudden you felt hands on your hips and the bed dipping behind you.

You knew those big hands and let him handle you. “Since Peter can’t handle orders tonight, I’ll guide,” Miguel growled and Peter placed his hands on your thighs while groaning.

Miguel made you lift your hips up and took Peters neglected cock into his hand and guided it back into you. Your eyes fluttered and Peter moans at the familiar feeling.

Leaning your head back and groaning, you felt the broad shoulder of Miguel and then his hands on your hips. Miguel lets you fully sink onto Peter and waits as he gets the go ahead.

“You okay darling?” You ask lifting your head to look down at Peter. He mumbles a “yes” and “go ahead”. Miguel gets the message and lifts you hips.

The shock in your abdomen makes you arch as well Peter. From arching, your ass hits Miguel through his boxers and he groans. His grip tights on your hips and begins helping you ride Peter faster.

Your head finds its way back to Miguel’s shoulder and he leans down to the crook of your neck, softly nibbling and bruising it, being aware of his fangs.

“There you go, taking it so well for me and Peter,”Miguel mumbles into your ear before abusing your pulse.

Moaning aloud, your hand reaches back to the back of Miguel’s neck and you lean towards his neck, placing sloppy kisses as soon as he moves form yours.

“Peter, move your hips upward,” Miguel demands as he trials his hand down your chest, to your happy trail.

You let out a silent scream as Peter bucked into you, hitting a particular spot that has you shaking as well.

“I-..please Miguel can we cum,” you beg as you feel yourself coming close to the edge. You felt Miguel grind himself foward into your bare ass, he hums.

“Depends. Peter, can you wait after Y/n?”

Peters hands grip the pillow next to his head and he nods vigorously, “yes! Please, Miguel.”

Miguel smirk and raises your hips high, Peter almost slipping out of you, but slamming back down the same time as Peter bucked up wards.

“Fuck!” You let out a tangled yell and the ache in your thighs burn even more. Miguel’s hand on your hip help as he moves you even faster, but his other makes it to your aching cock left alone.

He plays with the tip and soon stroke it, trying to match the past to your bounces. Your ass still makes connect and Miguel feels himself leaking through, rubbing up and down. He nearly falters himself but still keeps against you.

Your hand grips harder into Miguel’s hair and you scream aloud, chest heaving. “I’m coming,” you warn both of them before releasing into Miguel’s hand and some slightly on peters chest.

Peter groans, “Miguel, please, can I?” Miguel nods as he backs off slightly, knowing Peter needs this.

Peter pushed you to the bed and grabbed you legs. He spread them open and played in his shoulders and continues to chase his release.

Your mouth was gaped open and eyes shut tight.

“S’ to much, I can’t,” you whine. The edging and then finally coming made you overly sensitive and Peter was constantly hitting your spot.

Miguel appeared beside you and brushed your hair back, “you can handle it, honey.”

Peter moved down and placed his elbows beside you to get better balance and you latched on. Your nails scraped his back and shoulders.

“Fuck, I’m coming. Inside or out?” Peter asks as he leans up to look at you, while still thrusting. “In, please fucking inside me!” You shake as you feel yourself again.

Peters hips faltered as he came, you follow right after, euphoria roping through you as you arch even more, eyes tightening shut.

Peter slips out of you, both of you let out sighs of relief and Peter flops down. Half his body on you, the other on the bed.His beard scratching your neck as he pushed his face into you and throws his leg on your hip.

Miguel hums, “good boys.” He moves his hand to place on peters head, thumb caressing his hair. You turn your head towards him, “but what about you?” You ask.

“I’m fine,” he starts to stand up, “I’ll handle myself.” You immediately grab his arm and fling him down, his now hovering over your face.

“Absolutely not,” you smash your lips onto his, he moans.

#miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x male reader #miguel o'hara #peter b parker #peter b parker x reader #Peter b Parker x male reader #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderman 2099 #spiderman

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 10 months

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Hey love your fics! Can I request a peter quill x male reader fic where he dances with reader and kisses him for the first time, his hands on reader’s hips and all, something really cute. Maybe it can take place on his ship, all up to you!

Thank you if you do this request! ❤️

Peter Quill x Male Reader

Warnings: none reader just has slight attitude:)

Song: Fooled Around and Fell In Love- Elvin Bishop

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“God, where did you put my headphones peter!” You say and start throwing things around in your room on the ship. He had broken his headphones that connected to his Walkman and starting using yours for his music.

You groan when he doesn’t respond but suddenly hear loud static. Confused, you let out a huff and walk out to the front of the ship where he was.

You see Peter fidget with the ships radio and a bunch of stations changing and static was heard. “Peter,” you say sternly as you once your hands on yours while in the door way.

Peter ignores you and finally hooks up his Walkman to the speaker and turns to you with a grin on his face.

The intro plays in and you roll your eyes, of course he’d put this on.

“no need for headphones when we got this now. We can listen together, honey,” peter says as he starts swaying to the slight beat.

“I must’ve been through about a million girls”

Peter started mouthing the lyrics and you tried to hide a smile.

“I’d love em them I’d leave them alone”

The song continued and he made his way to you, “come on, dance with me?” He held his hand up to you,” he begged with sweet eyes and a genuine smile.

You sucked your teeth but gave in to him with a smile and grabbed a hold of his hand. He grinned widley.

“ but then I fooled around and fell in love”

Peter spun you around with his arm still around you.

“ I fooled around and fell in love”

He looked into your eyes and unwound you.

“ I fooled around and fell in love”

As the note hit on “ in love,” you were spun outreached from each other, hands still locked together warmly. You smiled and shook your head, still seeing him slightly dance and sing.

“ fooled around and fell in love”

He spins you back in and your hands connected. The song was made as background music as you spoke, “ I do need my headphones though.”

Peter groaned, “why?”

“To not listen to you and rocket complain the entire time while going to a mission.” You give him a look and he rolls his eyes, you guys still sway together, hand in hand.

You guys moved your feet in sink and you spun him this time. He came back to you with a pout.

(2:15) When the chorus kicked in, you placed your hands on his hips as he rested his on your shoulders. “It’s not my fault he always get us lost on the way ,” peter says.

You shrug, “meh, it’s mostly you involved as well.”

The guitars plays amazingly in the background as you guys continued swaying.

Peter dramatically gasps, “what does that mean?” You shake your head, “it means,” you move your hand to his face, brushing hair away, “you’re the cause,” you release him and start to walk away, about to let go of his hand.

Relaxing this, he immediately pulls you back, tugging you, your back hits his chest. Peters arm wrapped around your torso, his beard tickled your neck, “well you just don’t hear the full story,” he huffs.

You scoff, “trust me, it’s hard not to hear it.” You feel peter smile against you, causing you to smile, moving to hold his arm that’s around you.

“ free on my own, that’s the way it used to be”

The music definitely reminded you of you and peter, and you can’t deny this used to by a strong favorite of yours when with Peter.

“ but since I meet you baby, loves got a hold on me”

He twisted you around as the ‘fooled around and feel in love’, continued off, wrapping both his arms around you now, placing his chin on your head.

Both you and Peter held each other until he reluctantly leaned back.

He stared into your eyes, searching for something. “You okay peter?” You ask as you place a hand on his shoulder.

He hummed, “I-…just admiring you, Y/n.” You quirked an eyebrow at him. “Oh really? That’s the only thing?” You question him and he laughs. “Of course, why wouldn’t I admire the handsome man I love the most,” peters eyes widen as those words flew out.

Your eyes widen as well, but quickly soften and smile sweetly up at him. “Well, admire me later,” you say before placing your other hand in his jaw, thumbing at his beard.

You leaned in and Peter gasped, not expecting the outcome. The gasp was quickly morphed in by your guys’ lips connecting.

Peters eyes flutter and sighs into it.

His hands moved to rest on your hips and moving you closer, nodded together. Moving a hand to peters hair, you started combing with your fingers through the fluff, enjoying the moment.

Peter made the move to deepen the kiss, lips now moving in sync.

Still swaying, the end of song neared and faded out “fooled around and fell in love”.

Perfectly describing the moments you two always share together.

#peter quill x male reader #peter quill x you #peter quill x reader #the guardians of the galaxy #guardians of the galaxy #the guardians of the galaxy x reader #starlord x male reader #starlord x reader #marvel

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fr3akingtf0utrn · 10 months

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Trans Spidey reader where the reader is really into Miguel’s fangs and talons and everyone at HQ knows but Miguel (basically just sexual tension between oblivious people)

Miguel O’Hara x FTM!! Reader

Warnings: slight nsfw, def some hard tension, swearing, we stan cat claw Miguel. And remember I am German.. so poorly translated Spanish

I didn’t put a lot of detail in that reader is trans, but I feel that it’s still reassuring to know this fic has a trans reader :)) knowing that it’s about him but sorry!!

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“Yo, where’s your head at, mate?” Hobie hits your shoulder getting your attention. You blink from zoning out and uncross your arms.

“Uh just zoning my bad,” you say while boosting yourself back on your hands on the ledge, shoulders near your ears.

It was around lunch time at the HQ and you and Hobie were sitting on one of the ledges in the main lobby where you walk in. It was actually pretty quite since everyone is in the cafeteria, only some passing by.

“Are ye still thinking bout him, bro?” Hobie scoffs but chuckles at the same time. You roll your eyes, “kinda but it’s something else about him..” you ponder off.

Hobie rolls his eyes, “what? how he got like monster like features?” You go quiet and your eyes go wide.

“NAH MATE-!” He pushes you and fake gags. You cover your face and stand yourself up and start walking.

“Dude, I knew you liked em’ but not like that!” Hobie follows you as you guys hop down to the bridge, but you stop and he trips over you.

“wait,” you slowly turn around to him, “is it that obvious?” You frown up at him, waiting for his response.

“Yes! Bruv, you stare at him 24/7! And when you do it’s like your eyes turn to heart eyes.” He says and you groan throwing your head back while covering your face once again out of embarrassment.

“What about him interest you??” Hobie asks and you groan once again. “It’s too embarrassing,” you words slur from your hands.

He places his hand on your shoulder while walking around you. “I promise you it can’t be that bad,” hobie says and you move your hands giving him a look.

He raises his eyebrows, you look down. “His fangs and claws..” you mumble. “Huh,” hobie’s eyebrows furrow.

“His fangs and claws! Have you seen them! God I can’t there just so, ugh,” you throw your arms up.

Hobie stares wide eyed and mouth open, “lord, are you sure that’s the only thing?”

“We’ll obviously not, he’s so sweet when we’re alone. And he helps me a lot with certain things,” you say and comb your hair with your fingers.

“what kind of certain things??” Hobie smirks.

You side eye him, “your impossible to talk to.”

“If you think about it, it’s like monster fucking,” hobie says nonchalantly. You eyes went wide and jaw dropped. “You’re fucking disgusting,” you push and kick at Hobie and he stumbles.

You turn around and walk away. “Where are you going, dude?!” Hobie calls out to you. “To blow off steam!” You yell back and swing away.

“I would go find Miguel for that then, mate!” He laughs and sees you fumble a bit while swinging.

——

Your eyes barely left Miguel’s body the entire time. The thing was, you were barley listening to Miguel ramble.

He usually tended to do that when you guys were alone.

No matter what he does, he was just perfect. The way his hips swayed without realizing, giving sassy looks at others, which you found funny and cute. God, you wondered if he really did even know you liked him, you were obvious.

You were leaned against his desk, arms crossed and zoned out.

I wonder what triggers them..

how does he control them too?

most of all, I wonder how they feel…

Miguel turned towards you, “you get what I mean?” He suddenly asked.

You jumped, “uhm yeah sure.” Your head was still crowed.

He raised his eyebrow at you, “ why are you always out of it, cariño? You’ve been like this a couple days,” he asked you as he walked over to where you were.

You cleared your throat and boosted yourself up on the desk, “yeah, I’ve just been thinking..about- things?”

“Is that a question or statement?” Miguel’s eyes were on you, watching your body tense from his stare.

Miguel was utterly oblivious as well when it came to liking someone. Never noticed until someone points it out or if he gets jealous.

And, you had no idea he was literally obsessed with you. Jess had to smack the fuck out him to get his shit together and ask you out.

You let out a nervous chuckle and adjusted the neck of your suit. Miguel huffs and walks over to you. Your head was looking down at the ground, not noticing how the distance started closing until you saw big hands go on either side of your hips.

Miguel bad you trapped between his arms, his hips between your legs.

“Tell me,” he demanded. “huh,” you barely had words, ‘does this man not know notice what he’s doing?’

“Tell me what’s wrong so I can make you focus or feel better,” Miguel repeated. You bite the inside of your cheek, “okay..” you move yourself so you can reach for Miguel’s hand.

Miguel furrows his eyebrows, but continues watching, not wanting to stop you.

You grab it, admiring the pretty veins before pressing down in the middle of his palm, causing the talons to shoot out. You gasp and grin slightly.

Miguel raises his eyebrows, since he just takes his claw out on command, he didn’t know that was a way they could also show.

Your fingers graze his talons, loving the sharp edges. Miguel stares, eyes lidded looking at your mesmerized face. Suddenly, you gently drop his hand and reach up for Miguel’s face.

His eyes widen and he’s pushed up against you, your hands on his jaw.

“sorry, can I please just..?” you ask gently and Miguel nods like his hypnotized by you.

Your thumb traces his cheekbone while the other grazes his lips. Miguel’s body felt like it was on fire, being pushed up against you while your hands on him.

If you weren’t so oblivious and mesmerized by him right now, you would of felt the bulge creeping up against you, including the heat between your legs.

You lift Miguel’s upper lip, “can you show me them..please,” you ask noticing his fangs aren’t showing.

Miguel once again nods and opens his mouth, a soft sharp sound was heard and they appeared.

Your eyes shined with amazement and a slight grin. Your thumb stayed in his upper lip to get better angles of them.

Without noticing, you leaned closer and your thighs squeezed against Miguel’s hips. Miguel’s breath hitched when he felt you. His eyes swirled with red lust watching over you.

He felt special that you were so entranced by him, all your attention on him in this moment.

“..so sharp, Miguel,” you said under your breath and he felt his eyes go lidded as your other hand went to hold his hip to pull him even closer if that was possible.

You moaned as your thumb got a slight cut from his fangs, blood immediately oozing out. Miguel’s eyes widening, “..can I?” He asked.

You nodded and placed your hand that was on his face, onto his hips now. Miguel looked into your eyes as he stuck the tip of his tongue out and kitten licked the blood.

He leaned forward and placed one of his hands on your thigh, squeezing slightly with his claws.

Miguel wrapped his perfect lips around your thumb and sucked slightly, you feeling him suck the blood out. You watched with your mouth slightly open, and shifted your hips in the counter, accident brushing against him.

He grunted and released your thumb with a pop, his tongue still sticking out his mouth as he let you go.

Miguel’s claws dug into your thigh and slightly ran your hands up his body, loving how your hands fit on his snap waist.

Your hands made it to his biceps and then to his shoulders.

Miguel seemed breathless as your hands traced him, him staring into your own lidded eyes.

Your eyes flickered down to his plump brown lips, seeing the blood that dried slightly on them. You licked your own and you both leaned in slowly,

As soon as you felt his breath on you, a loud accent was heard.

“OI MIGUEL!! Can I steal Y/n?? I need him for something- oh..” Hobie stopped immediately in his tracks when he tilted his head up and saw you two connected by the hips.

Both of your heads snapped to him, staring wide eyed.

Hobie quickly turned around on his boot, he shoved his hands in his pockets, “I’ll just tell him later if guess! SORRY MATES!” Hobie yelled.

As soon as hobie was at the door he yelled, “make sure to use those fangs in bed on him, Miguel!”

“GET OUT,”

The sight was something, but that something was something that Hobie wish he didn’t see.

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