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fxllfaiiry · 10 months
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─ you're the sunflower ੈ✩‧₊˚
✶ pairing: miguel o'hara x fem!reader
✶ synopsis: everyone on the team loves you, expect miguel who seems to hate you more than anyone.
✶ warnings: angst!! major angst. sunshine!reader x grumpy!miguel. reader is nicknamed sunflower, mentions of death.
✶ notes: there's one spanish sentence in this, I'm not good with spanish so if I've made a mistake please tell me so i can fix it! part two is already up!!!
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Everyone on the team loved you from the moment you joined, everyone, except Miguel. 
You knew Miguel was cold towards everyone, but he was extra cold with you. Maybe it was because of how different your personalities were. 
You were the embodiment of sunshine, always positive in any situation, putting others before yourself. Hence why everyone calls you sunflower, it fits perfectly, Miles was proud of coming up with it. 
Miguel on the other hand was cold and distant but that didn't stop you from trying to get him to open up. You'd try to have simple conversations with him but nothing, all you would receive in reply was an eye roll or a slight grunt, but you wouldn't give up that easily. 
Like today, you got him some coffee. 
"Morning, boss. Got you some coffee." You said in your usual cheerful tone. 
"Why?" He raised his eyebrows, looking down at you suspiciously. That's the most he's said to you all week. 
"Because I wanted to." You shrugged, placing it down on his desk. 
He steped down walking towards his desk, you couldn't help but stare at him, unfortunately for you, everything about him was so attractive, it's such a shame he hated you. 
"This isn't how I like my coffee." 
"Huh?" You snapped out of your daydream at the sound of his voice. 
"The coffee, it tastes terrible. Get it from another place next time." 
"Well, actually I made it-" But he had already walked away from you not listening to a word you said. "Alright, never mind, I'll just go back to work." You mumbled hurt by his words. 
"Wait, hold on." You looked up, thinking, maybe he'll say something nice after all. 
"Yeah?" 
"Take the coffee with you, I won't be drinking it." 
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"Girl, why do you look so sad? Did Miguel do something again?" Jess asked with a frown, she did not like seeing you sad. 
"No."
"Sunflower…"
"Okay, yes." Miguel being cold towards you was normal, he never spoke to you unless necessary. Out of everyone here, he probably hated you the most, even more than Miles.  
"Sunflower, I've told you to stop trying." Jess sighed. 
"I know, I know… why does he hate me so much, Jess?" 
"That's just the way he is, don't overthink it. It's his loss, baby." She replied, gently patting your shoulder. 
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
Today was going to be a good day, you were so sure of it. 
But, of course, you were wrong. 
Everything was going great up until a few hours ago. 
Miguel had assigned you on a mission to catch an anomaly, alongside a few other spider-people. His instructions were clear, stick to the plan and catch the anomaly. It was supposed to be simple. 
If only you didn't disobey him. You screwed up badly, and because of that, you could have been killed. 
"Why don't you ever listen?" Miguel shouted. No one had ever seen him this angry. 
"I was just tryin-" 
"¡Ay, por el amor de Dios!" Being yelled at by your boss in front of your coworkers was humiliating, everyone was looking at you with pity. 
"I'm sick of this, why can’t you follow simple instructions? Is it that hard to understand?" He barked, towering over you. 
"It's not a big deal." You tried to keep your composure, you didn't want to humiliate yourself further by bursting into tears. 
"Not a big deal? You could've died! A simple mistake would have ruined the whole mission." 
Don't cry. Don't cry. 
"But we're all fine, aren't we?" You weakly chuckled. That was the wrong thing to say because it only made him angrier. 
"Oh? If that's the attitude you have then you shouldn't even be on the team." Ouch. 
"Miguel, I think that's enough-" Hobie said, quickly jumping in. 
"Not now, Hobie." He growled. 
Never once did you think that you'd be in a situation like this. 
"If you put more focus on trying to be good at your job, rather than impressing me, we wouldn't even be here!" Oh, so he did notice that. 
At this point, tears were streaming freely down your face and you made no attempt to stop them. 
"Yep, you got it, boss." You smiled up at him through your tears. It was pathetic, but you did not care, you just wanted to leave and never come back. 
"Next time make sure this doesn't happen." 
"It won't happen next time." That's because there won't be a next time.
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ultrone · 8 months
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💼 ★ –— lottie fucking you on her dad’s desk
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the expensive aroma of lottie's body lotion infiltrated your nostrils as you slowly planted wet, open-mouthed kisses on her thighs, each bringing you closer to the big strap that rested smugly between her legs.
her hands clasped the armrests of the chair she was sitting on, the sensation of champagne-tinted kisses burning her skin as she stared down at you.
"are you sure you want to do this here?" you asked her, uncertainty evident in your tone, as you paused the kissing to gaze up at her.
"we're home alone, baby. it's okay," she reassured you in a soft and persuasive manner.
"i know, lotts, but—" you began, only to be interrupted by her.
"shhh," she hushed you with her index finger. then, using the same hand, she shifted it from your lips to the top of your head, gently guiding your face back to her thighs. this time, though, she pressed the tip of her strap against your lips.
"you know what to do," she said huskily, and you just nodded in response.
you took lottie's strap with one of your hands, the other one resting on her thigh, and you delicately began to trace its length with the tip of your tongue. you cautiously moved up to the head, running circles around it before slipping it into your mouth completely. lottie inhaled sharply as she observed your soft lips taking in her rigid length, bobbing your head up and down in rhythmic motions.
“you look so fuckin’ hot,” she praised you as she slid her hand up to your head and tangled her fingers in your hair. she pushed your head all the way down, causing you to deepthroat her with such force that she could feel the pressure against her clit.
"fuck," she mumbled, her head sinking back into the headrest as both her hands were now entangled in your hair, pulling you up and down fiercely while elevating her hips to create more friction on her swollen nub.
your eyes began to well up, and you gripped her thighs harshly, trying not to choke. "you're doing s' good," she praised again, making you even more eager to please her. you tried your hardest to keep your rhythm, but you really needed to breathe, so you let go of her cock with a plop sound.
you coughed a little, a tear streaming down your cheek. lottie's gaze returned to you, her eyes heavier and her lids weary. "you did great, baby," she cooed, wiping your tears away with her thumb. you placed your hand on top of hers and kissed her palm softly, then moved your hand through her arm, catching her by the forearm and bringing her close, sealing your lips together into a heated kiss.
lottie began to nibble on your bottom lip and then run her tongue over it, attempting to relieve the discomfort, and repeated this again and again, eliciting groans from your chest.
your knees began to ache from the prolonged kneeling. so, while lottie was sucking on the blood that began to flow from your swelled lip, you began to rise. she noticed what you were doing and assisted you by placing her hands behind your thighs and guiding you to sit on top of her.
"mmh—" you exhaled as your centre made contact with lottie's faux cock, goosebumps coursing through your body. lottie planted her palms on your sides and held you in a bruising grasp, pushing you down and making you grind harder against her cock. she finally released your bleeding and assaulted lip, and began attacking your neck instead. looks so empty, she thought, and began licking and sucking anywhere she could, eagerly marking you.
"ffuck—" you whined, your cunt becoming warmer and wetter by the second. "please, please, please, fuck me," you implored, your eyebrows creasing as you struggled to process every sensation on your body.
"keep begging like that, and i'll consider it," she answered huskily, her cocky smile concealed with every forceful kiss she pressed onto your already bruised neck.
you wrapped your arms around her head and pulled her closer to you, your cunt dragging against her length with increased force. "lotts—" you choked out, "please," you begged once again, trembling breaths escaping from your lips.
without warning, she effortlessly manhandled you as she stood up, gripping you by the ass and hoisting you up, your legs wrapping around her waist. she placed you onto her dad's desk right before her. your back met the chilly wooden surface, pressing against numerous scattered documents and notes, and lottie looked down at you with dazzling eyes.
she began stroking your lower abdomen with one hand while spreading your wetness across her strap with the other. "shit, y/n, you're so wet my strap is dripping," she mumbled, moving her hand down your inner thigh and holding your legs open as much as you possibly could. she moved in closer, and while still gently caressing your inner thigh, she began rubbing the tip of her cock against your glistening folds, finishing with a delicate slap against your beating clit.
“lotts, please—” your pleads were cut short by a loud moan, elicited by your girlfriends girth being pushed all the way to your cervix with great force, bottoming out completely. then, she waited a few seconds for you to adjust before pulling out entirely, making your walls painfully contract around nothing. before you could even complain, she shoved it all the way in again, but this time she began pounding in and out of you relentlessly, watching your breasts jiggle in front of her.
"holy ffuck," you gasped, your senses numbed by the sensation of being filled up and lottie's lower abdomen rubbing against your clit with every thrust. you stared down at her cock as it repeatedly sank itself into you, deliciously stretching your walls. lottie's hands moved from your thighs to your breasts, using them as leverage to draw herself closer and push deeper inside you. she felt the cloth of the strap pressing against her clit with each thrust, "fuck i— i love you so much," she muttered, starting to grab and pinch your nipples between her fingers. she then placed one of her hands on your face and inserted two fingers into your mouth for you to suck. "—rghh, i love you too," you struggled to say, circling her long fingers with your tongue.
"i'm close," you cried out, "go rougher please," you begged, and she immediately intensified her tempo, wanting to find relief as well.
she slid her wet fingers from your lips to your neck and began to apply pressure on the sides, lightly chocking you, all while her other hand continued to play with your already abused nub. her rapid, strong thrusts slowed and grew sloppier, and before you knew it, you were both at climax simultaneously. with her hands flying to the sides of your waist, lottie flung her head back and gave your sides a bruising squeeze. your hands tried to grab anything they could hold onto, but all they could find were the documents belonging to lottie's dad, which you clutched in your fists as you closed your eyes and let out a wordless scream.
lottie slumped on top of you, and as you both struggled to regain your composure, she moved up to look into your eyes, her fingers delicately massaging your swollen neck.
"i love you so much," she said, her tone sincere and her pupils dilated.
"i love you even more," you replied, pulling her into a gentle kiss, which she immediately returned.
after the two of you separated to catch your breath, she lifted you by the hips and pulled you up, your legs instinctively wrapping around her. she held you as closely as possible and began guiding you towards her bedroom for some rest, leaving her father’s desk a mess behind you.
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junityy · 3 years
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fxllfaiiry · 11 months
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❥ It's so sweet, knowing that you love me
★ pairing: miguel o'hara x fem!reader
★ summary: miguel knows you're pregnant, the only problem is he doesn't know how to to tell you. ─ or the time miguel found out before you.
★ warnings: fluff!! usage of many pet names, angst if you squint, miguel being a simp for his wife, pregnancy stuff, swearing, some shitty humor.
★ notes: there aren't enough dad and husband miguel fics out there so i had to write this!! icon credits: @/natashowlet
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Miguel knew something was off, he’s known for days.
You’ve recently been throwing up, having odd cravings and random mood swings. At first, he thought you might be sick, you thought the same thing but now he knows it's not that. You were definitely pregnant. Everything adds up, and all of it made sense, then again he could be totally wrong. 
He made up his mind to try and talk to you once you returned home, he would surprise you with a romantic dinner and bring up the subject. He had about an hour to prepare everything. 
Well, that's what he thought, the second he got up to start preparing, you waltzed in through the door. 
“Mi Amor, I’m home.” Why are you home this early? He wanted to surprise you. 
“Mami, why are you home so early?” He says pulling you into a bear hug, usually, he would squish you completely but right now he wasn't sure that’d be the best idea. 
“What, aren't you happy to see me?” You chuckle. 
“No, no I'm really happy, I was just gonna cook you a surprise dinner that's all,”  he replies bashfully
“Aw, that's so sweet.” You threw your arms around him, placing kisses wherever you could reach. “I have the best husband ever.” 
“And I have the most amazing wife, now come on let’s go make something to eat.” He scoops you up in his arms and carries you bridal style towards the kitchen. He desperately wants to bring up the topic of you possibly being pregnant but now was not the best time, he didn't want to ruin the moment. 
This conversation could wait till tomorrow, right now he just wanted to enjoy some time with his wife.  
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“Good night, Miggy.” His head was buried into your neck, his arms were secured somewhat tightly around your belly, and your smaller hands were coving his bigger ones. 
He thought about bringing up the topic right now but quickly scratched off that idea.
He was so tired from the day's activities, he could fall asleep instantly.
He could hear you slowly drifting off, your breathing calming him down and lulling him into slumber... well almost. 
Just as he was on the verge of falling asleep he heard something ─ or rather someone. 
He could hear another heartbeat. Coming right from you. He thought he was going crazy at first, but the closer he listened, the clearer it got. He was right, you were pregnant.
Holy shit. You were pregnant. He was going to be a dad. 
In all this, it occurs to him that you didn't even know yet, he would have to tell you tomorrow no matter what.
He’s so happy. He finally has another chance, he won't mess up this time. He would do anything to protect you both.
But what if you didn't want kids just yet? The topic of kids has come up before and you both want them, but what if you changed your mind? There were so many things that could go wrong but Miguel tried to push all the negative thoughts away and focused on falling asleep. 
He slept like a baby that night. 
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 
“So, honey, I was hoping to talk to you about something.” He avoided having the conversation all morning, now he needed to tell you. 
“What is it, Miggy?” You sit down looking at him expectantly. You could see that he was nervous, it was obvious by the way he was acting. “Is everything okay?” 
“Yes, everything is fine, mi corazón, don't worry.” How should he start? Should he just jump straight into it or start off slow? He should have thought about this before, well no time to do that now. 
He took a deep breath and it all came rushing out “I think, actually no, I know that you’re pregnant.”  
Silence. You were too stunned to speak. 
“Excuse me?” There was pure shock written all over your face, he would’ve laughed if the situation was different. 
“I heard 2 heartbeats last night, one was yours and the other one was -”
“Are you sure? I mean are you 100% sure? Maybe you heard something else?” You didn't want to get your hopes up just yet, you always wanted a baby with Miguel but if this turned out to be a false alarm you would be a little crushed. 
“I’m 9.99% sure. Bebé, if you want we can get a pregnancy test done?”
“Yeah okay, let’s do it.” 
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
An hour later both of you stood in the bathroom. Three minutes felt like hours right now. 
You might be pregnant. This isn't some crazy dream.
“Bebé, if you don’t want to keep the baby I absolutely respect tha-” He’s still not sure if you’re happy with this or not. He was worried he messed up in some way. 
“No, I want to keep the baby but I just don't want to get my hopes up just yet. I definitely want to have a baby with you.” You wrap your arms around him, his scent calmed you down. You were going to be okay. 
“I want to have a baby with you too,” he whispers. 
You lean up to give him a kiss, your hands gently coming up to stoke his cheeks. Miguel pulled back and mutters, “I love you.”  
“Love you too.” A moment later you both heard the timer going off. This was it. 
You slowly step forward picking up the stick and turning it around. 
Positive. You were pregnant. 
“Well, what does it say?” This whole thing is making him feel so anxious. 
“We’re having a baby.” His wife is carrying his baby, this is real, he isn't dreaming. 
“I knew it! I was right.” He pulls you off the ground and into a hug, placing kisses all over your face while muttering small “thank you’s” and “I love you’s” 
“I can't believe we’re gonna have a mini O’Hara running around soon,” you giggle kissing his jawline. 
“She’s going to be just like her mother. ” Knowing a mix of you and him was going to be here soon made him feel content. 
“How do you know they're gonna be a girl, hm?” 
“Just… a small feeling.” His small feeling would be proven right 9 months later.
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fxllfaiiry · 10 months
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─ callin' it quits now, baby, I'm a wreck ੈ✩‧₊˚
✶ pairing: miguel o'hara x fem!reader
✶ synopsis: the aftermath of the argument with miguel.
✶ warnings: angst, hurt with comfort, occ miguel (for one scene only dw), shitty humour, one or two swear words, reader being slightly mean, mentions of death.
✶ notes: part two of "you're the sunflower" this part was originally 8k words long and i was like nope, so i had to cut it down, I'm sorry. I really hope this isn't bad ‼️
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At first, you didn't quit the team. 
After the blow-up with Miguel, you thought about leaving the team for good, but yet you decided to show up, hanging around for a bit before quickly leaving. 
But slowly you stopped showing up altogether. The looks of pity were too much for you to handle, and frankly, you deserve an apology, you deserved better.
Every day was torture, and seeing Miguel only made it worse. No one thought this whole ordeal would go this far. 
Everyone noticed the changes, you were more serious, and your usual sunshine self was gone at this point. Everyone noticed the day you stopped coming in. 
You felt so lonely, sure, you had friends in your universe but yet, nothing felt the same. You sometimes wondered if they missed you or not. 
It had only been a few weeks and yet it felt like months. 
A part of you secretly hoped someone from the team would show up at your doorstep pleading for you to come back, but nothing. 
"You'll get used to it eventually" You'd tell yourself. 
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It had been two whole months since you left. Nothing felt the same without you. 
"Does anyone else miss Sunflower?" Gwen said sadly. She missed your hugs, and your little girl talks with her, she missed everything about you.  
"We all miss her, kid," Peter sighed. Without you, he had no one to talk to about Mayday. 
"I hope she comes back soon," Miles said. 
"I think she just wants space right now," Pavitr replied.  
"This is all Miguel's fault y'know?" Hobie added bitterly, how dare Miguel take his friend away from him. 
"Someone should talk to him, maybe if he apologizes, she'll come back." Miles was hopeful, he knew you'd come back eventually. 
"Sure, kid. As if Miguel ever listens." 
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Miguel on the other hand was depressed. 
He'd gotten used to your presence and it felt odd without you.
He felt horrible about yelling at you but he was scared. The thought of you dying terrified him, and his way of dealing with that wasn't the best. 
He thought about apologizing many times, but he didn't know how to. The last thing he wanted was to cause more damage. 
"You know a simple "sorry" could fix this all right?" Lyla said, breaking him out of his trance. 
"It's not that easy, Lyla." He sounded so broken to his own ears. 
"Well, you gotta try, Boss." 
"Sunflower used to call me that." 
"You're joking, right? Wow, you really are pathetic." Lyla snorted. 
"What's that supposed to mean?" 
"Dude, you're in love with her. You are absolutely smitten." 
"Lyla, that's enough-" 
"No, you love her and that's why it's bothering you so much." 
"I don't-" 
"Nah, Lyla's right, you do love her." He turned around to see Jess standing in his office. 
"Jess, not you too, and where did you come from?" Miguel groaned, he did not love you. 
"The door…? Anyways, just try to fix things, the first step is you apologizing." Jess stated matter-of-factly. 
Miguel thought about it for a minute, these last few weeks had been pure torture for him, Jess was right, the first step is apologizing.
"Fine, I'll do it first thing tomorrow, but I don't love her." 
"Sure, whatever you say, man." Jess snickered. 
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You got somewhat used to your new life. It was the same old plain routine every day. You tried to throw yourself into other things. Finding new hobbies, jobs, literally anything. 
But eventually, it all started to feel okay.
Things were finally starting to look good for you. 
You thought about the spider society way less and finally started living your life to the fullest. 
You were moving on. 
Crime fighting was easy today. You got to hang out with your friends and an old lady gave you a cheerio, which is something. 
You swung around the city for a bit, enjoying the view and temporary peace. 
Soon it was time for you to head back home. You climbed in through your bedroom window and quickly changed out of your suit, slipping into more comfortable clothing.  
When you went downstairs to get some food, you weren't expecting to see Miguel O'Hara sitting on your couch. 
"Holy shit, what are you doing here?" You scared him, because he jumped violently at the sound of your voice. 
"I was here t-"
"Humiliate me further? Because I thought we were done with that." You felt bad saying that, but he deserved it. 
"No, I'm here to apologize." He looked down, ashamed. 
"It's a bit late for that, isn't it?" You chuckled bitterly, walking past him into the kitchen. 
"Just listen to me for a second." 
"I thought I was incapable of doing that." You muttered to yourself. 
He got up and strode towards you, but he received no acknowledgment of his presence. 
"I'm sorry for yelling at you in front of everyone; it was wrong and I shouldn't have acted so immaturely." 
"Uh-huh, it's fine. You can leave now, the door's right there." You weren't buying his ridiculous apology. Even a five-year-old could do better. 
"I understand you're mad, but please give me a chance." That was pretty much the last straw for you.
"I'm mad? You humiliated me in front of everyone! You made me feel like shit, you made me think I don't belong on the team! You're an asshole." You were screaming at him, taking out all the anger and sadness you felt in the past two months.
"I'm sorry." He sounded so small, so vulnerable, and for the second time in his life, he didn't know what to do. 
"The best you can say is I'm sorry? At least give me a proper explanation." You scoffed, rolling your eyes. 
"I'm in love with you." What? 
"Right, if you're here to joke around and mock me just leave okay."  You open up to him and he mocks you in return. Amazing.
"I'm being serious. I'm not mocking you or joking around, I'm in love with you. You want an explanation, so I'm giving you one." He breathed, looking at you hoping to receive some reaction. All he got was a small head tilt which he took as a sign to continue. 
"The reason I yelled at you was because I was scared. I thought you were going to die and that terrified me, I've lost everything, and I don't want to lose you too. I didn't know how to handle it, so I lashed out. I truly am sorry, Sunflower." You froze trying to process everything, was he telling the truth? 
"Lyla and Jess helped me realize my true feelings for you." He whispered. 
When you said nothing for a few minutes he started to get scared, he was ready to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness if he had to. 
"Can you… say something? Please?"
"I can't forgive you just yet." He would never admit to what happened next but he started sobbing. All this was too much, being vulnerable was an unknown feeling to him. 
"Woah, wait hey, don't cry. Let me-" Before you could finish your sentence he fell to his knees, arms clutching your waist like a lifeline. 
You were beyond confused, you thought this whole interaction was some sort of weird dream. Miguel O'Hara down on his knees, for you? Wow, two months ago you would've scoffed and rolled your eyes at that. 
Nonetheless, you ran your fingers through his hair trying to soothe him. 
"Miguel, honey, listen to me. Just because I'm not ready to forgive you now, doesn't mean I never will." His face was still squished against your midriff, and his breathing was slowly returning to normal, with a few sniffs here and there. 
"So, you'll come back?" Seeing him in such a state broke your heart, you were still upset with him but were willing to give him a chance. 
"Yes, I'll come back tomorrow." At that, he smiled properly for the first time in weeks. 
He stayed there for a few moments, letting you comb through his hair gently, he would cherish this brief moment forever. 
"I should get going then. The multiverse needs saving." He said hoarsely, standing up, he was slightly embarrassed by this side of him. 
"Maybe use the door this time." He lightly chuckled at your statement, the warm feeling took over him once again.
Miguel did not want to leave, he wanted to stay here with you, but he knew that wasn't an option right now.
Before he left he had to get one last thing off his chest.
"Could you, not tel-" 
"Tell anyone about this? Don't worry, this stays between us only." 
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Everyone was surprised to see you back the next day. 
The second you walked in, everyone was all over you, hugging you and filling you in on everything you missed. It felt good to be back. 
"I'm so happy you're back," Gwen whispered, hugging you tightly. 
"I'm happy to be back, Gwendy. I missed you guys so much." 
"Hey quit hogging Sunflower, it's my turn to hug her now." Miles huffed impatiently. 
"Me next!" Pavitr bounced enthusiastically. 
"Hey, not cool. I called dibs, man." Hobie groaned. 
"Hey, Sunflower, I have some new pictures of Mayday to show you." Everyone was so excited to see you again, it was chaotic, but it felt like home. They were your family. 
Miguel watched the scene from afar with a smile, he was glad everything was okay now. 
"So you fixed things up with her, huh?" Jess said, popping up behind him, once again taking him by surprise. 
"¡Ay, coño! Jess, stop doing that." 
"Sorry, not my fault you don't have a spidy sense." Jess hummed. "So, how did you get her to forgive you?" 
"I have my ways." 
"You got down on your knees and begged her, didn't you?"
"How did you know?" Miguel whisper-yelled. That was supposed to be a secret. 
"I have my ways." Jess winked. 
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In a few weeks, everything was back to normal, you were back to your old self again. 
Except for the fact that you and Miguel were now closer than ever. That was new. 
You were always by his side, sticking close to him and he felt comfortable around you, always relaxed in your presence. 
He wasn't sure if you forgave him just yet, but he was willing to wait for as long as you needed. 
He did small things to show you he cared, sometimes it was bringing you coffee, other times it was giving you your favorite flowers. 
You knew he was sorry, and in your heart, you forgave him a long time back. 
So, you finally decided to tell him. 
You guys were in his office having lunch, he didn't like to eat out in the cafeteria. You both would usually sit in silence enjoying each other's company. 
"Hey, Miguel." 
"Hm?" 
"I forgive you." 
He raised his eyebrows in confusion taking a moment to realise what you meant. When he finally got it, his eyes widened almost comically. 
"Oh, you do?" He was trying to hide his smile but failed horribly. 
"I forgave you a long time back, but I just… needed some time." You nodded.  
"I understand that. Thank you for giving me another chance." 
"Actually, to forgive you fully, I want one thing from you." You declared, confidently. 
"I'll do anything, Sunflower." He'd indeed do anything for you. 
"I want you to go out on a date with me." 
His brain stopped working. You were asking him out on a date. 
"Miguel? Is that a yes or no?" You grew nervous at his lack of response. Did you cross boundaries? You thought he liked you. 
"I would love to." You quickly beamed at his response, after months of waiting it was finally happening. 
"So, how about tomorrow, at 7?" You giggled. 
"Sounds perfect." He sighed, softly smiling. 
He couldn't wait for tomorrow. 
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fxllfaiiry · 10 months
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okay but here me out...
Reader having first kiss be the"Spider-Man kiss" from Miguel
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─ cloud nine .ᐟ
★ pairing: miguel o'hara x fem!reader
★ summary: convincing miguel to do the spiderman kiss with you.
★ warnings: none just fluff.
★ notes: i changed up the request a bit, i hope that's okay!
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"You want me to do what?"
"Just hang upside down and kiss me."
"Absolutely not."
"But whyy?" Ever since you heard about the "spiderman kiss" you desperately wanted to try it with your lover, but convincing him to do it was proving to be hard.
"Because it's stupid." He huffes, rolling his eyes. Your puppy dog eyes aren't going to work this time.
"Why do you hate fun?" You pout marching over to him. You secure your arms around his waist, hugging him from behind.
"I don't hate fun. Let's just get back to work, okay?" Miguel says, gently trying to free himself from your grasp.
You in response grip him even tighter. "Oh, come on, just once. Please papi?"
He thought about it for a second before sighing, "Just once, right?" He turns around to look at you.
You could convince him to do anything.
"YES! I mean yes. Just once."
He softly chuckles at your enthusiasm, placing a small kiss onto your forehead.
"Come on, hurry up." You huff impatiently.
"Ok, mami, calm down." In a flash, he's hanging upside down in front of you.
"Are you ready?" You step closer to him placing both hands on his cheeks.
"I mean, I don't - " Before he had a chance to change his mind, you pull him towards you and smash your lips onto his.
He froze for a second before kissing you back with the same amount of passion. The way your hands were cupping his face made him almost lose his grip and fall, the softness of it all made him feel fuzzy, small moments like these are rare for him.
After a few moments you slowly pull back and see the dazed expression on Miguel's face. His eyes were closed as he slowly tried to catch his breath.
"So, did you enjoy it?" You say, gently running a finger over his lips.
He says nothing for a minute before bashfully mumbling, "Can we do it once again, mama?"
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fxllfaiiry · 10 months
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Jealously hcs for spiderverse chars? Like do they get jealous/how do they handle it? <3 Love your fics btw ❤️
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╰┈➤ 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘, 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐘 .ᐟ ‧₊˚
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 synopsis... spiderverse characters when they get jealous + includes gwen, miles, hobie and miguel.
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 cw... none, just fluff and angst is you squint. this fic is gn!reader.
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 notes... I will include pavitr and earth42!miles next time I swear
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⊱ ๋࣭ ⭑MILES tries to act like he doesn't care but it bothers him, seeing his partner get hit on is not good for his ego and makes him a little insecure. He tries to get rid of the person as nicely as possible. Sweet boy wants your attention all to himself :((
⊱ ๋࣭ ⭑HOBIE doesn't care at all. Okay, he cares a little, but he's very chill about it. He knows that at the end of the day, it's him that gets to kiss you. He won't do anything about it unless the person is bothering you, then he wouldn't be so chill. Sometimes he likes to intimidate the other person by using his height as an advantage, it definitely works (most of the time).
⊱ ๋࣭ ⭑MIGUEL won't hesitate to be mean, he doesn't like his partner being flirted with and will show it. He'll even go as far as getting his fangs out if the person is just not leaving after many attempts. On a much lower level, he'll just be sarcastic and mean which usually gets the other person to leave. He does try to control his jealousy because he knows it can be a bit much sometimes.
⊱ ๋࣭ ⭑ GWEN is very awkward and tense about it, it's obvious she wants the other person gone because she's not very subtle about it. She tries to play it off as a joke but you know otherwise. Eventually, you'll get rid of the person yourself since you can see how uncomfortable she's become, she's thankful for that.
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fxllfaiiry · 11 months
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Make out Sesh with hobie??
╰┈➤ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐄 ੈ✩‧₊˚
★ pairing: hobie brown x fem!reader
★ cw: smutty themes, explicit phases, talks about being high, hobie being a tease.
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𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐄 are always different, sometimes they turn out to be sloppy and rushed, while other times they are more gentle and slow. 
His hands wander around a lot while you guys are making out, and they usually end up on your tits squeezing them. He likes to pull you in his lap, and gently rub up and down your thigh, he knows you like it because you let out a happy little sigh every time. Sometimes he bites down on your lip playfully, just to hear you softly yelp in his mouth.
If you’re short like me then think about him towering over you, teasing you by bringing his lips inches away from yours, you think he’s going to kiss you but he doesn't. He just teases you by standing there and doing nothing. His lips look so pretty, he looks so pretty. You can see every little detail of his face. You absolutely can not deal with that so you lean forwards and smash your lips onto his. He would let out a surprised gasp before kissing you back with the same amount of passion. 
Another thing he loves is pinning you up against the wall and having full control of the kiss or him slotted in between your legs while you guys kiss on the kitchen counter, occasionally grinding his clothed cock against your pantie-covered cunt. 
Making out with him while he’s high is a whole new experience, he’d be 10 times more cocky and tease you way more than usual. He’d absolutely devour you, gripping you tightly and leaving hickies all over your neck.  
He likes seeing your dazed expression afterwards, lips all puffy and red with a string of saliva attached. 
Yeah… Hobie Brown is addicted to kissing you.
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fxllfaiiry · 11 months
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✰‧₊˚ 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐜𝐬 .ᐟ
✶ pairing: hobie brown x fem!reader
✶ summary: just some fluffy hobie hcs
✶ warnings: very fluffy, a little swearing, nothing too bad.
✶ notes: please, please send in some spiderverse requests it can be for legit anyone!! the brainrot rn is taking over.
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hobie brown loves to go shopping with you, helping you pick out clothes and making you model them for him afterwards. 
hobie brown serenades you with his guitar, playing private concerts for you every now and then. 
hobie brown swings you around the city its honestly just an excuse to be closer to you. he still gets all shy and stuff everytime you bury your face in his neck. 
hobie brown loves to tease you with his accent, he knows how flustered you get. loves when you stutter because of him, it gets him all giggly knowing he has this effect on you. 
hobie brown lets you borrow his band tee’s (you never give them back tho) he thinks you look adorable in his clothes.
hobie brown listens to all your favorite songs, they may not be his taste but anything to make you happy. 
hobie brown gives you random bear hugs throughout the day, he’s one clingy boyfriend (not that you mind) 
hobie brown will occasionally model for you, he needs his best girl's approval. 
hobie brown will only go to sleep knowing you’re there next to him, don't even think about getting out of bed because he won't let you. he clings to you throughout the night. 
hobie brown will help you with your homework giving you a kiss for every correct question.
hobie brown gifts you any and everything. you think that necklace is pretty? well its yours now! 
hobie brown reads to you when you can't fall asleep, his accent calms you down.
hobie brown doesn't show much pda but always kisses your cheek in public as an “I love you”. 
hobie brown is a simp for you and you only, he becomes so soft around you. 
hobie brown feels so giddy every time you compliment him, you called him pretty? holy shit, he feels like he’s dreaming.
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fxllfaiiry · 10 months
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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ୨୧  :  ꒰  𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊  ꒱  ♡ ˚₊‧
⌗ synopsis : some nsfw and sfw miguel headcanons.
⌗ cw : both fluff and smut. swearing, use of yn like once, some angst, thigh riding, titty fucking, size kink, mentions of crying and pain kink, breeding kink.
⌗ notes : REPOST!! someone flagged this post and I worked really hard on writing this fic so it's annoying and it makes me upset, please don't flag it again, just scroll away. please, please reblog!!!
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✰ miguel o'hara makes you watch him work out because he knows how flustered you get when he's sweaty and shirtless. he'll also make you sit on his back while he's doing push-ups, exaggerating every move just to tease you.
✰ when he's not in his spiderman suit, he sometimes likes to wear the tightest shirts around you, he knows those shirts do his arms justice.
✰ the only person he's scared of is you. if you don't want him to do something, he won't do it. end of story.
✰ you occasionally like to tease him by randomly slapping his ass or saying things like:  
"how are your tits bigger than mine?"
"teach me your workout routine"
"damn, that ass looks good"
"you definitely have a big dick"
✰ you are the only person who can make miguel o'hara flustered.
✰ you love to kiss him every time he pouts, it's the cutest thing ever.
✰ when you guys are in public he shows little to no pda, but he smiles a lot more than usual.
✰ he may never admit it, but he loves cuddles :)) he loves to cage you in his arms and place kisses wherever he can reach. it's very soothing and helps him fall asleep.
✰ loves to watch you cook while hugging you from behind.
✰ playfully pretends to bite you every now and then, he looks all big and scary but he does have a soft side.
✰ remember the scene with lyla and miguel where she made him say please before calling for backup? yeah imagine that with you.
"yn, go call for backup now."
"excuse me? is this how you talk to your wife?" you huff glaring at him.
"I don't have time for this right now, just do it, okay?" he grumbles.
"not until you say it."   "no-"
"fine, no backup then." you start walking away from him ready to leave, until -
"okay, okay. baby, will you p-please call for backup?" he whispers.
"louderr"
"baby, will you please call for backup?"
"yeah I already did, but I enjoyed that"
✰ slowly learns to open up to you about his trauma, it takes some time but once he's ready you guys spend hours talking to each other.
✰ he can never stay mad at you for too long, most of the time he's the first to apologize.
✰ if you cry because of him he'll do anything to make it up to you. he'll make you your favorite meal to cheer you up and then later hold you tightly against him apologizing over and over again.  
✰ everyone teases him for being so soft around you, sometimes you join in as well.
"yeah, miggy, did I turn you into a giant soft teddy bear, hm?
"dear god, please shut up."
                  ୨୧ : ꒰ nsfw ahead  ꒱  ♡
✰ this man is the king of aftercare, cuddling with you and whispering how good you were. he'll even run you a bath afterward and shower you with affection.
✰ makes you get off on his thigh because he knows how much you love riding it, he loves how wet it gets with your arousal, making you clean it up afterwards.
✰ definitely is into fucking your tities, he has no control and starts to rut his hips like an animal. he admires how pretty your tits and face look afterwards covered in his cum.
✰ is addicted to eating you out, thrusting his tongue into your hole for hours and hours, he's addicted to your taste. miguel also conveniences you to ride his face and use him as you please, all he wants is to be suffocated between your thighs.
✰ he can usually smell when you're horny for him, if he's at work and this happens then it's an awkward situation, because he desperately wants to fucking rail you in the nearest empty room. oh, and he also has to hide his boner from everyone.
✰ uses his strength to hold you up against the wall and fuck you hard and fast.
✰ he knows how big he is and mocks you about how you won't be able to fit him in your tiny pussy.
"are you sure it'll fit, mami?"
"your pussy is so tiny, mama. I don't think you'll be able to take it"
✰ winds you up by rubbing his cock up and down your pussy without putting it in, he barely has any patience himself, seeing his cock glisten with your wetness makes him lose his mind.
✰ miguel will slap your cunt as a punishment until you're clenching around nothing and crying while begging him to fuck you.  
✰ leaves love bites everywhere as a reminder that you are his and his only.
✰ you'll wear his favorite shade of lipstick before sucking him off, leaving the lipstick's imprint on his dick.
✰ breeds you like an animal, fucking you raw for hours and filling you up in every position. nothing will leak out on his watch and if it does, then he'll shove it back in using his fingers. he will lick up everything from your overestimated cunt ignoring your soft whimpers of "papi, it hurts."
✰ ties you up with his webbing and uses you as his personal toy.
✰ loves to take you from behind, smacking your ass and leaving handprints, because he's mezmeriozed by the way it jiggles every time. while he's hitting it from behind he's so rough and messy, coating you with his seed all over your ass and back, filling you up to the brim, and making sure you don't walk the next day.
✰ talking back to him will only lead to him rubbing your clit and edging you till your clit is red and engorged to the point where the throbbing has become unbearable. he might take pity and finally fuck your weeping hole.
"finally learned your lesson, mama?"
✰ soft sex is also a yes!! he may be rough and all but he loves to dot on you, whispering praises into your ear while holding you oh so delicately against his body.
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fxllfaiiry · 10 months
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all I imagine in my little mousy mind the flustered effort of reader pleading for dear life after being lifted over Miguel's big ol' shoulder like a small bag of potatoes and how this fella is having a dandy time watching em squirm
✶ cw: fluff, slightly suggestive nothing too bad, wife!reader.
✶ notes: this is so funny, I love it omg. this was written while I was half asleep so don't mind any errors. also I love wife!reader sm its just so ughh
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"Let me go!" You exclaim, hitting Miguel's thigh.
"Not until you behave" He says, slapping your ass.
"Stop that! I am behaving" You try to free yourself from his strong grasp but it's no use, hanging upside down from Miguel's shoulder is not how you saw your day going.
"Are you though?" Damn. Sometimes you really hated your husband.
"I'm your wife, you don't get to treat me like this" You pout. You slap his ass in frustration hoping it'll have some effect.
"Did you just... Slap my... Butt?"
Silence. "No."
"Oh, we're lying now, huh?"
"Not my fault you have a spankable ass." He couldn't help but snort at that comment.
Honestly, Miguel was having the time of his life watching you struggle, it was honestly kind of... cute.
"Try all you want, cariño, I'm not letting you down that easily" He was trying his hardest to not burst out laughing.
"Are you enjoying my pain, Miguel?" First name usage, wow he's screwed.
“Mi reina-"
"Don't Mi reina, me! You are in serious trouble once I'm down, Mister."
"Well, in that case, you're staying like this for a bit longer." He replies, slapping your ass once again.
"MIGUEL!"
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[ 𝟓:𝟎𝟓 𝐀.𝐌 ] ˖ ࣪ . ࿐˚. - some random jake thoughts I wrote at 5:00 am
pairing: jake sully x fem!reader
warnings: breeding kink, edging, spanking, stepdad!jake, perv!jake, dirty talk, mean!jake, tit play, cockwarming, size kink. 18+ only.
authors note: please, please don't mind any errors ! english is not my first language.
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✰ Jake Sully loves cumming in you, he loves watching it drip out. He likes knowing that your tiny cunt couldn't hold it all in. He loves watching you push it all out, knowing he’ll finger it back in later. Sometimes he licks you clean, overstimulating your clit until it's red and sticky. Other times he likes to stay there, using his cock as a plug to keep it from leaking out.
✰ Jake Sully would fill you up over and over again until your pussy is swollen and your walls are painted white. When he’s feeling mean, he’ll edge you and cum on your belly, he likes to hear you beg for him to cum inside of you.
✰ While filling you up he can only think about how pretty you’d look pregnant. Tits and belly all swollen up, you carrying his child inside of you <3 That makes him let go 10x faster.
✰ He takes pleasure in seeing your eyes go wide and teary every time you see his cock. He loves hearing you mewl ‘please daddy’ over and over. He teases you by saying he’ll never fit in that tiny pussy of yours, but you thrust your needy cunt out to him claiming ‘it’ll fit, just put it in’
✰ He takes in every sound that comes out of your pussy as he’s thrusting into you. Every sloppy noise makes his ego boost. Jake will look down at himself going in and out of you, his cock glistening with your wetness. He also loves the feeling of you clenching around him.
✰ He 100% brushes the tip of his cock against your engorged clit just to hear you squeak and jump from the impact. He’ll do this until you’re clenching around nothing but air.
✰ Jake would worship every inch of you. Showing you how beautiful you are. He’d fuck you in front of the mirror and praise every part of you.
✰ When in heat, he’d use your scent to get off. Thinking about how sweet your pussy smells while his veiny hands are wrapped around his cock. If you’re there with him then he’d want you to degrade and humiliate him.
✰ He'll run his cock over your nipples, barley grazing them. This is his way of edging himself. Later Jake smears your tits with his cum. He scoops some up and asks you to lick his fingers lick.
⋆。˚ Stepdad!Jake:
✰ Stepdad!Jake would be into humiliating you. He’d say things like: ‘imagine if someone walked in on us right now, god that would be embarrassing for you.’
✰ Stepdad!Jake would like that thrill and fear of getting caught when he's buried balls deep inside of you.
✰ Stepdad!Jake likes to slap your face until it turns red, your doe eyes and sniffy nose making him rut his hips into the air.
⋆。˚ Perv!Jake:
✰ Perv!Jake would wrap his tail around your leg, slowly inching it towards your ass.
✰ Perv!Jake would jerk off moaning your name, imagining how warm your pussy would feel around him.
✰ Perv!Jake would use your pillow to get off, then give it back the next morning like nothing ever happened. 
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hey can you do flashing spencer during an argument? some angst at the beginning to maybe?
─ flashing spencer during an argument 
summary ─ flashing spencer while arguing. 
warnings ─ 16+ no smut but heavily implied! explicit language, spencer being horny, some angst but not really, mentions of reader getting shot, wife!reader. 
notes ─ thank u for ur request <3 please don't mind any errors.
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“I can't believe you would risk your life like that.” The scene was ugly, you almost got hit by a bullet on the field and Spencer was having none of it. The flight back was quiet and tense, you tried to get him to talk to you but nothing, he gave you the silent treatment until you guys reached back home. You barely talked even then, everything was done in silence, once you guys were freshened up Spencer couldn't take it anymore, the whole thing was killing him. 
“Well, it's not like I got hit or anything, please calm down.” You were just as stubborn as he was, it’s not like you wanted to be in that situation, it just happened. You were trying to save an innocent man’s life. 
“Calm down? What if it hit you? Then what, huh?” 
“But it didn't, did it? Look I’m fine.” He was really testing your patience, you were tired, and all you wanted to do was cuddle up with your husband. 
“Look, I just want you to be safe, okay?” He turned away from you pacing back and forth, going on and on about how safety comes first. You stopped listening halfway, and then suddenly you got an idea. You had no energy to argue with him right now. 
You pulled your shirt up, exposing your tits to the room, thank god you didn't wear a bra. You waited patiently for him to turn around, letting him ramble first. 
“You could've saved him without puttin-” Oh. Spencer froze. The words died in his throat, the sight of you sitting topless made him hard. He went from angry to extremely turned on in mere seconds. 
“You were saying?” You looked so cocky, he wanted to fuck that smirk of yours away. 
Spencer walked towards you. You could tell you made him even angrier. You squirmed around nervously in your chair, you could feel yourself throb with each step he took. 
He stood in front of you, looking down at you with dark eyes. His thumb brushed against your bottom lip.
“I never meant to make you angry, Spence. I’m only doing my job.” The sudden stab of guilt makes you apologise, you get why he was mad but you were doing your job.
“I know, I was just worried that’s all. I’m sorry too.” His eyes softened at your words, he was being unreasonable before. 
“Can’t believe all it took was my tits being out for us to make up.” You giggle and Spencer lets out a low laugh at your comment. 
“Don’t think you’re getting away with it, that easily.” Your husband sinks down on his knees in front of you, gently kissing up your thigh. 
“Spence, please.” You grab his hair with your hands trying to guide him to where you need him the most. 
“Ah, ah, patience, my darling, we have a long night ahead.”
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─ hits different 'cause it's you
★ pairing: spencer reid x fem!reader
★ summary: spencer reid is used to being called pretty boy by everyone ─ everyone but you.
★ warnings: fluff, spencer and the reader acting like lovesick teens, co-workers to lovers, the team teasing spencer.
★ notes: I had this saved in my drafts for a long time and finally thought why not post it?? please don't mind any errors, english is not my first language.
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Spencer Reid likes a lot of things. He likes books, he likes jello, but most importantly, he likes you. He could talk about you for hours, in fact, if he was given the chance to, he would. Spencer was mesmerized by everything you did, he was hopelessly, utterly, in love with you.
“Pretty boy, what are you dreaming about?” Derek’s voice jolted him out of his bubble, he looked around embarrassed remembering he was in fact surrounded by his co-workers. Everyone in the jet turned to look at him, everyone including you. Sitting next to you was making him nervous.
“Um, nothing. I was just thinking about, stuff?” He somehow magically managed to stutter out a full sentence under your gaze, god he felt pathetic.
“Reid, are you asking us or telling us?” Hotch asked looking amused.
Spencer could feel your gaze set on him, he really hoped you couldn't see how red his cheeks are. “I - I’m telling you, yeah.” How was the smartest person in the room suddenly, the dumbest?
“Come on, give pretty boy a break,” Rossi smiled. Rossi had a sixth sense when it comes to these things, he knew about Spencer’s feelings from day one, it was obvious to almost everyone, but of course not to you.
You were equally in love with him, but you would never tell Spencer that, you couldn't bare the rejection. If only you knew how smitten he was with you. You stared at his face, marvelling at how pretty he looked, oh how you would kill for those lips to be on yours.
“Was pretty boy dreaming about a pretty girl?” Emily teased. What? No. Picturing Spence with other girls made you want to throw up. If you were paying more attention rather than drowning in jealousy, you’d have noticed Spencer’s eyes darting towards you.
“Come on pretty boy, tell us who the girl is.” Curiosity was killing you, who was the lucky lady that caught Spencer Reid’s eye?
Spencer froze, you called him pretty boy? He isn't used to that at all, you usually call him Spence or boy genius, but never pretty boy. ‘Please call me that again,’ he thought to himself.
“You think I’m pretty?” The question slipped past his lips before he could stop himself. That was everyone’s queue to stop listening, they all rushed back into their conversations wanting to give you guys some privacy.
“What? Of course, I think you’re pretty, Spence.” Where did this come from all of a sudden? You thought he was the prettiest boy, you would tell him that every day if you had to.
“I mean - It’s just you never call me that…” He tried to hide his nervous state by letting out a chuckle. He almost felt sad, why didn't you call him pretty boy? He wants to be your pretty boy desperately.
You on the other hand had no idea why you didn't call him that. Note: call Spencer Reid pretty boy more often.
“Well, I’m sorry, I’ll call you pretty boy more often if you want?” Where did that sudden wave of confidence come from?
“Oh, I would like that,” Spencer mumbled. He tried to keep the smile off his face but it was useless. This feeling was better than reading with his cardigan on, on a cosy rainy day.
“You’re the prettiest boy I know, Spence. My pretty boy.” The last part was so quiet Spencer would’ve missed it if he wasn't paying attention, but fortunately, he’s always paying attention to you.
“I think you’re the prettiest too.” The two of you were acting like love-sick teenagers, but what the hell, screw that.
“Would you like to go on a date with me once we get back, Spence?” You were beaming, after years of waiting, you finally got what you wanted, and the new surge of confidence certainly helped.
“I’d love that.”
bonus !
“Garcia owes me 20 bucks” Derek whispered watching the scene unfold.
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some hcs about mean!jake + his cock.
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✧ jake sully has a massive cock and he knows it. he loves seeing you drunk for it, pushing you to your very limit.
✧ teases you about the size difference.
“Are you sure I’ll fit, babygirl?” the way you whimper in response has him almost going soft on you, almost.
✧ makes you trace his veins w your tongue. he loves shoving himself down your throat unexpectedly.
✧ loves it when you fondle his balls. he can see you basically humping the ground w how turned on you are.
✧ he likes to overstimulate you as well. 
“Jake please, it’s all too much.” You pout, your poor cunt red and swollen from the amount of times he’s made you cum. “You keep telling me to stop, but your little pussy says otherwise.” He pinches your clit harshly telling you to shut up and take it, the pain making you clench your pussy harder around his dick. “Look at you, my drunk cock-slut.” He groans, gently slapping your tit. With tears running down your face you moan, “Only for you.” 
✧ obsessed with the idea of tummy bulges. he's in awe everytime.
✧ slaps his cock onto your clit just to see you cry with frustration.
✧ uses cockwarming as a punishment.
“Can you stop acting like a brat for a second?” Jake grumbles when he feels you squirming around on his cock for the hundredth time. “I’m sorry daddy, just wanted to feel good.” You whined looking up at him with teary eyes. Your pussy is all wet and sticky from how turned on you are, clit throbbing with need. “Yeah, well you should have thought about that before misbehaving,” Jake grunts slapping your thigh.
✧ likes to cum all over your tits and belly.
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⛧ ─ 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 !
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pairing: jake sully x reader
warnings: dark content ahead. 18+ only!!
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★ rough and mean sex w him !! you love when he’s gentle but rough jake is a new level of hot.
★ makes you ride his thigh, while you hug his arms and bite his shoulder.
★ he’s a pro at fingering you !!
“Atta girl, look at you, riding my fingers like a slut” Jake laughs looking at your fucked out state.
★ makeout sessions w him are messy, sometimes soft and giggly, while other times are rough. I think he’s a hardcore lip-biter.  
★ is basically begging to eat you out at any given time. he loves thrusting his tongue in and out trying to make you squirt.
★ eats you out like an absolute animal.
★ breeding kink and daddy kink !!
“Want daddy to fuck a baby into you, yeah?” Barley comprehending his question you nodded, you could feel him deep inside of you. His cock was filling you up so good, and you were practically squeezing the life out of him. You wanted this feeling to last forever.
★ I fully believe in mutual masturbation w him. teasing your weeping hole to the thought of his mouth sucking and slurping you clean later.
★ spanking your pussy as a punishment.
★ loves seeing how red and swollen your pussy looks after he's wrecked it, bonus when his cum is dripping out.
★ he’d beg you to ride his face, bumping his nose up against your clit.
★ purring whenever you’d give him a bj or a handjob (just purring in general).
★ either you have your hands on his tits, or he has them on yours…or both??
★ 100% has a thing for tying you up.
★ size kink.
“Look at how small and pathetic your pussy looks. Need me to fill it up, hm?” Jake asks, while gently teasing your clit. “Yes, please, please.” You moan, looking up at him with glossy eyes. “Are you sure I'll fit, baby?” Jake smirked looking down at you all cocky. “Yes, yes, it will, please just fuck me already.”
★ your legs refuse to work the next day.
★ he’s definitely into choking you, just think bout those big, veiny, hands being wrapped around your neck.
★ if you get pregnant he’d be obsessed with your tits 24/7, getting turned on by you doing nothing. not that he isn't anyway.
★ he loves whenever you tug his hair, the whimpers he lets out are adorable :(
★ he’s a switch in my opinion.
★ cumming on the spot whenever he calls you babygirl.
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