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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months
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talaok · 5 months
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Movie night
Summary: Peter's coming over for your weekly movie night, and you’ve decided you wanna confess your feelings for him, but as it turns out, he has similar plans
Warnings: Smut| unprotected p in v sex, praising, soft!Dom Peter
a/n: thanks to this request I might go back into my Peter Parker era honestly. Also, @wtvbabes (this is not the person that made the request)
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It was time for the weekly movie night with Peter, 
You had been doing it for so long that you didn't even remember how or when it started, it was now simply a part of your routine.
Every Friday night, at 6 o'clock you went to whatever house was free, ordered pizza, and watched a movie each of you had chosen.
It was routine, so you shouldn't have been nervous... except that this time, this time wasn't gonna be like the other times, this time you had made a promise to yourself that you were finally gonna come clean, that you were finally gonna confess your feelings.
You had been keeping it a secret for way too long, and you were tired... god, were you tired, it was exhausting pretending like you didn't want more, like you didn't wanna kiss him and hold his hand every time you were together, and perhaps it was the holiday spirit surrounding you, or perhaps it was the fact that Gemma, your other best friend, had given you a 30-minute talk about how you should just "stop being a little bitch and tell him already" after you had started your usual ramble about how perfect and great Peter was,
But you had made peace with yourself, if this was gonna ruin your entire friendship, if you were gonna lose him forever, then so be it, because at the end of the day, if you couldn't have him like you really wanted to, then there was no point in having him at all.
And just then, when you were repeating your script to the mirror for the thousandth time, the words coming out of your mouth not even making sense anymore, he knocked at the door.
For some reason, a gasp fled your throat, but after the familiar "hey, it's me" from the other side of the door all you could do was take a deep breath and fix your dress.
It's all gonna be ok, it's all gonna be ok
"hi" you smiled, opening the door
Your anxiety must have been all over your face because the way he frowned at you told you everything you needed to know.
"hi" he said, coming into the house as he inspected your face "is something wrong?" he asked "Please don't tell me your sister changed the password to her Netflix again"
You forced a smile to your lips "no, no everything is fine- let's just... sit down"
"ok..." he frowned, following you as you sat on the couch "did something happen, or-"
"no" you shut him down "I-I just wanted" You shook your head as you regretted your choice of words "no actually, I need to- uhm- to tell you something"
You watched his eyes widen slightly, but out of all the things he could have said, he chose the only one that made you even fucking more anxious.
"Really?" he smiled "That's funny 'cause I do too"
You swore you felt your heart stop beating.
What could he ever need to tell you?
"w-what?" 
Your voice didn't even sound like your own, it was just fear and stress finding a way to come out of your body.
"yeah" he nodded, watching you closely "so... you wanna go first or..."
"no, no, you go first" you spit out, making him chuckle
He still didn't get why you were acting so weird, but to be perfectly transparent, he was kind of freaking out internally himself, so he didn't really have the brain capacity to investigate further.
"Alright" he laughed "I'll go first"
His eyes focused behind you for a moment as he prepared for whatever was coming, and just then, did you notice that perhaps you weren't the only nervous one.
What is it?
Did something happen
Oh god, did he find a girlfriend?
Your heart was beating out of your chest and then just like that, he came out and said: "Y/n I like you" with a hopeful smile on his face, while yours completely stilled.
Actually not just your face, you as a whole went completely still, frozen at the words that had just come out of his mouth
Did I just imagine that?
Am I dreaming or something?
What the actual fuck is going on?
That was supposed to be my lin-
"y/n are you there?"
He was talking to you, you realized.
"w-w-what?" your eyes were wide open in shock 
"I know" he smiled, scratching the back of his neck, "I know it's out of the blue, and I really really hope this won't ruin anything, but... I've been feeling like this for a long time about you, and I just- I needed to tell you"
And then you could do nothing, absolutely nothing but throw your arms around him, hugging him so tight he probably couldn't breathe.
"y/n?" he murmured, hugging you back, but before he could say anything else you leaned away, still holding onto him as if he were a life jacket, and smiled like an idiot.
"I like you too Peter-" you grinned "I really really like you"
The smile on his face now matched yours, as his eyes sparked with joy
"you do?"
"of course I do!" you almost yelled from the excitement "that's-that's what I wanted to tell you! I can't believe this"
You looked into each other's eyes, both incredulous and unbelievably happy altogether, 
you were so close, but an inch between your faces, that what happened next was inevitable.
His lips were on yours, 
his lips were on yours and they felt every bit as good as you had spent hours and hours imagining.
And then for a moment, you both leaned away, looking at each other as soft silly laughs fled your throats.
"i can't believe this is real" he breathed, melting your heart right into a puddle
"I can't either"
And then his lips were back on yours, but this time... this time he was hungrier.
His tongue was exploring your mouth, and his hands were one holding your face, while the other started roaming your body, pulling soft whimpers from you as your arms remained locked behind his neck, your left hand gently playing with his hair,
And then in no time, without a clue of how or when, you were lying on the couch, and he was on top of you, his legs parting your thighs.
And you didn't need to know when it had happened, because all you knew was that you liked it, god you really fucking liked it.
His whole broad and strong body was engulfing yours, his scent was all around you, his hands were everywhere, and his mouth... his mouth was simply heavenly.
As embarrassing as it was, you couldn't control your body as you started grinding down onto his leg to try and relieve some of the need pooling between your legs.
"please" you pleaded, whimpering softly into the kiss.
"I like it when you beg, sweetheart"
And if you wanted him before, you now needed him
His lips moved to your neck, starting a slow trail from just below your ear, down until he found your shirt as an obstacle.
You didn't need to be told twice and helped him take it off of you in a second.
Your bra wasn't far behind.
"god, you're so beautiful" he praised, making you blush 
he bent down to take one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking on it while his other hand played with the other one, making you lose your goddamn mind as you shut your eyes in ecstasy.
"oh my god" you moaned, one of your hands going to his hair as he switched up the breast he was taking care of.
Your panties were completely drenched
He continued his work as his hands traveled underneath your skirt, caressing your thighs in a way that was turning you into a putty mess in his hands.
His fingers gripped the edge of the fabric, and with the help of you raising your hips, only the sheer fabric of your panties divided him from where you begged for his attention
"Peter" you called, stopping him as he had seated himself in between your legs
"yes, sweetheart?"
"I-I've only ever done this once"
His features softened and one of his hands traveled to your face to cup your cheek as he left a soft kiss on your lips
"don't worry, I'll go slow," he promised "I'll take care of everything, you just relax, ok?"
"ok" You nodded softly "I trust you"
He smiled at that, kissing you again "Thank you"
And no more than a few seconds after that, you were completely bare before him.
"you're perfect sweetheart" he murmured "fucking perfect"
He left a kiss on your pussy, making you moan, before his lips were on you again, and you were more desperate than you had ever been.
Your hands gripped the fabric of his shirt, frantically trying to get it off of him.
"Peter please take this off"
He didn't need to be told twice.
His shirt was on the floor with the rest of your clothes in no time, and then came his pants.
He went back to kissing you, the kiss now a heated mess between your moans and his hunger.
"baby please" you whined, your hand going to his boxers 
"what do you want sweetheart?"
"you, please, all of you"
Your voice was so thin and so breathy it was almost incomprehensible
"what about me?" he asked, his mouth next to your ear "You want my cock sweetheart, is that what you want?"
"yes" you moaned, as his hand played with your clit "I'm begging you, please, I need you inside of me"
He freed his cock from the confines of his briefs, as he kept kissing your neck
"you're gonna be good?" he asked, his tip now collecting all your juices and making you squirm uncontrollably "you're gonna be good and take all of it?"
"yes" you breathed "yesplease, yes-"
And without so much as a warning, he had started to push into you
"told you I like hearing you beg"
You moaned so loud you surprised even yourself, and then he retracted his hips and pushed another inch of himself in you, and you were just about ready to die.
"O-oh my god, P-peter" you moaned
He made the same motion again, and you couldn't help but look down at where your bodies were meeting, and that's when you noticed,
"fuck you're so big" you breathed, watching as he thrust only half of his dick inside of you
"it's ok" he purred, kissing your neck sloppily "Just be a good girl and take it" he ordered, pushing in again "Take it all inside this tight little pussy"
A high-peached moan fled your mouth again, as your pussy stretched around him,
"just like that," he said, his hot breath fanning over your skin "That's a good girl"
He was now fully inside you, by some miracle, he had made himself fit, and he felt absolutely perfect.
"fuck you feel so good" he groaned, picking up his pace "so tight" he grunted, feeling your walls squeeze him better than anything ever before "like you were made for me" his thrusts somehow felt deeper now, resulting in even more moans and cries coming out of your mouth
"O-oh god" you whimpered, feeling him hit and hit and hit again that perfect spot inside of you.
"You're taking me so well sweetheart"
The couch was now shaking with each of his movements, while your brain had stopped working and all you could do was cry out as he brought heaven to you.
"look at you" he murmured, kissing your mouth "So beautiful" he praised "so fucking pretty" he groaned, as your walls tightened around him "squeezing me so good" 
His thrusts were so fucking deep you could feel them in your belly, and your orgasm was inevitably approaching
"such a good girl"
A louder moan left your throat at that, and he definitely noticed
"you like it when I call you that?" he asked, smirking devilishly "You like hearing that you're my good girl?"
Again, another cry, followed by a frantic nod now.
Your ability to talk had been lost a while ago.
"It's just what you are" he purred in your ear now "You're my good girl y/n, only mine"
And that, that sent you definitively over the edge.
A series of cries and moans resembling his name came out of your mouth as the best orgasm of your life took over your body completely.
He waited for you to come down from your high before he pulled out of you, spilling his seed all over your belly not a second later.
"fuck" he muttered, his head falling to the crook of your neck
You stayed there for a moment, waiting for your heartbeats and breathing to calm down,
And only then, only after you spent five minutes in the most comfortable silence, did he lean away to look at you.
"I love you, Peter"
You couldn't stop yourself from saying it, it was just the truth
And not a beat had passed, that he had already answered
"I love you, y/n"
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marstectomy · 7 months
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Away from home
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becca-e-barnes · 10 months
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I’m literally drooling over the thought of sensitive Bucky whimpering and whining while fucking your tits and thighs he’s so pathetic and needy all he wants is to make you feel good and to fill you with his cum even if it overstimulates him
Okay, tit fucking is great and all but thigh fucking is SO underrated in my humble opinion. Could just be the fact I've got a small chest though lmao
It's so fun when you're already really into it and the insides of your thighs are all slick. I feel like Bucky would lose it, getting to see your face and look in your eyes and enjoy your body.
It's a nice one to do while laid on your side, facing each other. Although the angle isn't quite right for him to slip inside you, it's fun to explore the other ways your bodies can steal pleasure from one another.
"This isn't going to work, sweetheart." You can't help but laugh, having already tried everything you can think of to make the height difference work. There's no way to keep this romantic and intimate in that position because there's just no chance of aligning your bodies properly to allow him to press inside you.
"Maybe not. But it feels nice anyway." His eyes flutter shut, gliding his dick over the smooth, soft, warm insides of your thighs, encouraged by how slick and easy your arousal makes the movement.
You adjust yourself to bring your other thigh on top of his length, closing him in on both sides.
You're wet enough that friction doesn't impede his movement too much and there's something oddly romantic about it. Maybe it's his hand smoothing the back of your head or his other hand up your back, pulling your body closer to his.
It's so intimate, watching his face as he whines your name, rutting senselessly against your thighs. The little flush to his cheeks is beautiful and you can't resist kissing the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead. The thick duvet on top of you both, coupled with your combined body heat means the room is far hotter than you'd planned.
You take a second to reach between your bodies, spreading your wet folds and readjusting his length, letting him drag his cock against your neglected clit with each stroke and oh, that's pretty mind-blowing.
"O-oh my God." He whines, desperately fucking himself against your wet cunt, rather than into it. It's a different kind of pleasure to being inside you and while they're not comparable sensations, it doesn't stop this from feeling fantastic.
"Fuck, that's good." You groan, rolling your hips to meet his. Your fingers dip between you once more, gathering some of your slick arousal, using it to glide your fingertips over the underside of his shaft and over his balls.
"Holy shit, that's - fuck." Bucky's hardly got a coherent thought left in his head. He's closed in on both sides by your wet, soft thighs and now your fingers are giving him a different sensation underneath while pressing him against your soaked sex.
"I know, baby. Feels good, doesn't it?" Your fingertips trail lightly back and forth over the underside of his shaft, focusing on the inch or so beneath the tip.
"I can't... I need to cum." He groans, thrusting frantically, clinging to your body to keep you close. Within a few seconds, you feel his dick pulse under your fingertips, his cum coating the inside of your thighs in hot, thick, messy spurts.
He doesn't waste a second, kissing your forehead before kissing your neck and whispering "Good girl. Now let me watch you get yourself off with my cum on your fingertips."
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heich0e · 2 months
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every year on your wedding anniversary osamu convinces you to take your ring off and go wedding cake tasting at local bakeries while pretending that the two of you are still engaged
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working on WH as vines p.2 but i need to share this Wally from it
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Gaze Upon Him and Delight
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luna-lovegreat · 6 months
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"She has a smile like the sun. I would do much to feel its warmth upon me once again." -Great Deku Tree breath of the wild
The amount of times Zelda smiles in breath of the wild:
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The amount of times Zelda smiles in tears of the kingdom:
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She's happy now :)
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I love how these two don't give a flying fuck about their own safety but when it's about the safety of their best friend? Their childhood buddy? Their good-time pal?? Their brother in arms?!
You better goddamn believe they'll take that seriously.
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Dick's all 'oh a bunch of assassins and mob bosses are after me and I'm injured but it's fine, I got this handled-' and Wally already has the man tucked into the pullout couch bed at his house before he's finished the sentence.
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Wally's all 'okay so I know that the future version of me is dead on the floor and I'm supposed to die after fighting a fire BUT I can't not help if there are people who need me, so I'll just fight this forest fire and-' Meanwhile Dick already has 60 tranq darts locked and loaded and the floor lined with anti gravity beams.
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creamecafe · 4 days
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Dating MCU!Peter Parker HCs
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Pairing: MCU!Peter Parker x GN!Reader (No pronouns used)
Warnings: none just fluff and suggestive themes but nothing explicit, mostly allusions.
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Before finding out he's Spider-Man
Sweetest boyfriend to exist
He loves you crazy much
Golden retriever vibes (More like Brown Retriever because of his hair but you get the point)
Doesn't know what to do with PDA
You guys could be dating for a month or a year and he still doesn't know whether to hold your hand or put your hand around your waist
Loves building Legos with you
Study dates are a must have for him
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After finding out he's Spider-Man
Finding out he was Spider-Man was a huge roller coaster
I mean him hiding a secret from you that he's Spider-Man? Not a chance in the world could he cover it up.
The poor boy couldn't even hide that he had the hugest crush on you since Kindergarten
Aunt May loves you. Like a lot
She would let you sleep over if you had no place to go.
Gives you food, drives you and Peter around, basically treating you like she would treat Peter
Jokes about you and Peter doing something naughty
"Oh I'm so sorry, I should've knocked. What are you guys up to?"
"Hi Aunt May, we're just studying
"Oh alright, if you're going to be "studying", make sure you use protection. I could go to the store right now to get you some condoms."
"Aunt May!"
Being awesome friends with Ned, MJ, and Betty (Flash tries to act like a friend but is only nice to Peter because your dating him)
Flash would hit on you even though you gave multiple signs that your not interested in him
Peter just gets worried that he's not enough for you.
He's insecure of how much money he has, if your bored of him, etc.
But you always tell him you love him and don't care how much he has
Sharing playlists with him on Spotify is love language to him (No premium, but that's ok because you guys have memorized the ads to keep you guys entertained)
Upside down kisses makes him weak (or is it the blood rushing to his head when's he upside down?)
Swings around New York with you to help ease stress or to spend time with you
Talks about you a lot to the Avengers and especially Tony
Could never forgive himself if you ever got hurt or Worse
But you assure him nothing will happen to you
He's such a aftercare sweetie
Gives you water, snacks and hugging you close
Praises you saying you did a good job and if he did anything that you didn't like or what he could do better
Loves discussing about the future with you
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miela · 8 months
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Shattered Memories {Masterlist}
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Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Reader Type: Afab! Iron Spider! Silk! Avenger! Stark!
Length: Series (Longish, about 20 chapters)
Series Genre(s): Romance with Dramatic and Comedic undertones (if you squint)
Series Theme(s): Fluff, Angst, Smut (some Dark themes)
Series Summary: After Peter sacrificed his identity for the sake of the world, five years go by before he finds you back in his life again.
Series Content: Content from Civil War, Homecoming, Far From Home and No Way Home will be heavily present. Some content from other MCU movies and shows may come up here and there.
Series Warnings: 18+ {MDNI}, Mentions of substance abuse, alcoholism, s*icidal thoughts, self-harm, abusive relationship (not Peter x Y/N) in later chapters. warnings subject to change. Please proceed with caution.
Extra Content: A Few of my OCs are in here! Let me know if you want me to make a character list to reference.
You can also send in request for drabbles for this story/AU!
Updates: Fridays (may post chapters eariler, but there will usually always be an update on fridays)
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CHAPTERS:
Prologue: The Last Moment Before New Beginnings Chapter I: The Expo & The Files Chapter II: A Sense of Reunion Chapter III: A Sense of Reunion II Chapter IV: What Friends Are For Chapter V: The Do Over Chapter VI: Two Spiders, One Sorceress Chapter VII: Full of Feelings Chapter VIII: Lovers at the Gala Chapter IX: The Thread of Silk & Gold Chapter X: The Return of a Hero Chapter XI: Hummingbirds & Honeybees Chapter XII: Sunflower Love Chapter XIII: The Rumor & The Scandal XIV XV XVI XVII XVIII XIX XX (MORE TBA)
DRABBLES:
Two Peas in a Pod {Friendship with Gwen} A Sense of Reunion {Alternate Universe}
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qsphyxias · 4 months
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idk if your requests are open but i was wondering if you could write a (tom)peter parker x male reader fluff because i really enjoyed the other ones that you have written 🫶🫶🫶🫶 much love
if you read yaoi and/or bl regularly as a woman, get the fuck out of here!
synopsis ; peter parker x male! reader
warnings ; male (he/him) reader, cussing, (tom holland) peter parker, established relationship
note ; love me some classic peter parker fanfiction - and thank u for requesting!! not sure how long this has been sitting here for whoops
words ; 0.8k +
"Hey, boyfriend." You snickered, hanging your head over him. Multiple strands of hair followed your sudden movement — blocking your view of him, or rather, his view of you.
He looked up at your face and pushed the strands of your hair to the side of your face without thinking much of it. The smile he beamed right back at you made you feel as if he was trying to move away curtains that revealed a most breathtaking view — you, his wonderful boyfriend.
As cheesy as it sounded, the way you looked at him and leaned down made his mind play one of the most righteous theme songs of the Star Wars trilogy. The feeling of your face against his hand, the desire to just hold you and never let go, the heat of his blood rushing everywhere, it was scary. Peter could hardly think straight when you let a small smile shine through your expression, where was he supposed to look? What was he supposed to touch?
As if on instinct, Peter's hands that were once placed on either side of him on the bed, took action and slid up your waist to gain a little bit more control once he saw you close the distance a bit more by resting on your elbows instead of your palms when hovering over Peter.
His grip caught you by surprise, who knew he could be so initiating?
"Is... Is that okay?" He murmured, watching your expression, terrified he was maybe too assertive this time.
He already went through this struggle with where to touch, back when he thought he only liked girls — but now, it's different. Despite all those experiences, It's like he had to relearn everything about the boyfriend world. It's not the same, because this time, he's the one with the boyfriend, not so much the one having to worry about his role as the only boyfriend in the relationship.
And Peter really doesn't want to fuck it up with his boyfriend.
To his shock and awe, you snorted, dismissing all his worries with one single breath.
"Peter, your heart's made of pure gold, isn't it?" You sighed as you fully relaxed into your new boyfriend's arms, letting your arms slide underneath the small of his back and lock softly.
With your eyes closed, and ear against his heart, Peter could comfortably wear his expression of pure exasperation as he settled into your embrace — not having to worry about you reading his face.
"Uh," Peter leaned his head back against the pillows to think, causing his throat to relax under the pressure of gravity — producing a scratchy tone in his larynx, once could only describe it as infatuation-inducing. "Well, maybe. I mean, I let you be my boyfriend, didn't I? I must be a saint!" He joked, a complete 180 to his previous attitude as he attempted to lighten the heavy romantic tension. A smile adorned his face with ease as he looked down at you for a (hopefully) good reaction.
You opened your eyes to playfully glare at him, "I take back what I said; your heart's made of pure lego — it's completely evident."
Peter feigned offence, "Hey, what makes you say that?" getting a bit more comfortable, he rolled over to face you instead of having to crane his neck down, keeping his hands flush against your back throughout.
"The way your joints click and clack, the way you get all stiff and plastic-like when you get nervous, the way you're practically indestructible — not to mention how much space you allow Lego Star Wars to take up in your heart; there's lots of things, Peter. " You laughed near the end of your mini-speech, fiddling with the the collar of Peter's shirt right in front of your point of view.
"And hey, you're basically built like Lego Batman with those 12-pack abs. Not that I'm complaining..." Peter flushed at the blatant flirt directed at his body.
"I did not come here today to be berated, s/o." Peter chose to ignore the last thing you said, "and I do not get 'plastic-like' when I'm nervous." Peter frowned, to which you chuckled.
"You came here because you missed me, be honest." You corrected.
"Well... Yeah, but you don't have to say it out loud." He mumbled, his shy expression breaking into a grin when he saw you smile first.
"Why not? it's true, isn't it?" You closed the distance between the two of you even more, chest-to-chest, stomach-to-stomach, lips-to....
Your eyes fluttered shut as you leaned up to kiss him, shuddering when you felt his hand rub your back with a gentle force, pulling you impossibly closer to him to fully close the distance.
As the two of you kissed, Peter held you close and vowed to himself in his head, to always protect you. Because to protect you, means he'd be protecting precious moments like these.
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lunarharp · 5 months
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little things keeping us going
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feariteriu · 2 years
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𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 — miles morales
— MasterList!
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𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬: Miles has been caught up with his Spider-Man duties and in result, has forgotten all about you. Will you guys be able to work it out?
𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: Swearing? Angsty? Idk fr nothing really.
𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚: Miles Morales x female reader.
𝗔/𝗡: Hope you like it, feels kinda cringey to me…
All week you had been avoiding the Spider-man, Miles Morales. Your Boyfriend.
He never made time for you. And sure, you knew what it meant to be him, the obstacles he was hurtling daily, the responsibility. Of course, you knew. You were so understanding, so supportive that it hurt.
It wasn't until he started to forget important things. Like your birthday, anniversary’s, family dinners things like that is how you got here. He started pulling away and in turn, so did you. It took Miles a week to notice while the whole time it had been three months of that behavior from him.
One night while doing your homework, face buried deep in your textbook for Financial algebra. You got a text message from him. Your eyes double over in size as you read who the text was from, no way it was him. You unlocked your phone and it was him saying he was coming over with just a period at the end. No heart no emoji, no nothing.
But that stupid period.
You didn't let the message phase you, it wasn't the first time he said he would be coming over then he never showed. So you went back to your work. Completely erasing him from your mind.
An hour later you get a knock on your dorm door and roll your eyes back in your head, thinking it's your roommate and they forgot their key again.
You're surprised when you open your door to find your boyfriend drenched in rain, his clothes sticking to his skin. He looked up at you and your eyes locked for the first time in months you couldn't help but feel weak in the knees for him.
But you wouldn't dwell on that, he was not getting off the hook like that, no way. You harden your gaze at him and he just stares. His words got lost in his throat until, "Why are you avoiding me?" He asked in a small voice.
The answer you got was not what you wanted, was not what you expected. It just fueled your anger.
Scoffing and muttering a harsh ‘I can't believe you’ under your breath. You go to close the door in his face when his fast reflexes kick in and his foot stops it. You groan in frustration. "Miles just leave!" Turning away from the door letting it go, knowing Miles the way you do you know there was no way in stopping him from coming in.
"Y/N, you need to tell me what's wrong." You give him a look at his choice of words, "S-So I can fix it!" He then says frantically, panic overtaking his features. "No." Is all you say and Miles's jaw drops, you had never said no to him, at least not like that? Not with such malice and resentment. What had he done to you?
You sat down at your desk to get back to work, "Can you leave? I have homework." You sat down at your desk and looked back at him, like he was a stranger. And fuck, he would be lying if he said it didn't hurt him.
"No, Amor we need to—"
Not even giving him a chance to finish you jump out of your seat hands slamming down on your desk, "fine! I'll go then!" And off you went. Towards the door and slipping on your shoes not even caring about the rain enough to get a coat, you just needed to get away from him. This was too much all at once.
Miles watched you go. And it was as if something snapped in him as you closed the door. You were upset, yes, but that doesn't mean you had to act like this. You were being unreasonable and Miles felt like he was losing it. “She can’t be serious.” Rushing after you he slammed your door behind you and marched outside, you on his mind.
He pushed the building doors open and there he found you standing in the rain, cold and soaked. But that wasn't what caught his attention it was your hushed sobs barely noticeable. Good thing he had super hearing.
It was then that he felt his anger for you diminish into nothing but ash, it was like someone poured water over a lit candle. He was a fucking idiot. Whatever he did had you crying out in the cold rain.
And he hated himself for doing that to you.
Miles finally got out of his head and rushed up to you, your back was to him but he could still see you shivering under the dark sky and bright lights of new york. Miles wasn't sure what had you so upset, but he knew he wanted to be the one to comfort you.
He had this intense urge to grab you and hold you and tell you he loved you and that he’ll make sure everything will be okay.
He wishes he had a jacket to give you.
"This isn't going as planned." He worked up the courage to finally say behind you, he heard you sniff.
"What isn't going the way you planned?" You questioned wiping at your wet eyes a mixture of rain and your tears on the back of your hands.
"I'm so fucking sorry, Y/N." He breathed out. Sadness takes over his voice as he reached his hand out to wipe the tears falling from your precious face. Taking a step back you don’t let him comfort you.
The air around you guys was thick. It was heavy and it was hard to breathe. Closing your eyes you finally caved. "Miles you ignored me, for months." When the words left your lips he felt his heart stop. You turn to face him and the look on your face breaks his heart, finishing the job. You were so torn, so distraught over him, over something he did to you.
You whimper at the sight of him and a moment later your eyes burst like a flood. Miles has to hold back from crying himself once he hears the sorrow that's been hidden within you.
He’s never seen this side of you. The devastation must be too much that you can't hide it anymore he thought, because it was.
How could he ever forgive himself?
"Y/N, I love you so much please never doubt that. I'm so sorry." He stepped towards you and you shook your head putting a hand out in front of you to keep the distance.
Mumbling a ‘I can't’ closing your eyes. This whole thing has exhausted you, at this point you weren’t mad at him anymore. You were just tired. So tired. You were more disappointed than mad now.
You go to walk away with the shake of your head, just wanting to go back to the comfort of your room and sleep off the rest of the day, like you always did.
"I am really fucking in love with you."
When it’s those words that make you stop mid step. It takes you a while to process the words. What they mean, why he said them. It catches you off guard at first. You turn around to look him in the eyes, about to dismiss what he claimed. But the severity behind his words, the seriousness his eyes held, how raw and uncut his eyes looked. He looked down at you like you were the air he needed to breathe.
And in a way you were. He needed you.
No one had ever looked at you how Miles Morales was.
That was the first time he told you he loved you.
Swallowing the lump in your throat, your mouth going dry you shake your head eyes closing than opening, you couldn’t believe he said that, "W-What?" You finally let out. After standing there in the quite for so long.
He takes another step and this time you don't stop him. "I...I love you. And I know you're mad at me. And I know I don't deserve anything from you." Miles stopped. His eyes closed and he looked down at you with a look you couldn't read. "I put that distance between us to protect you. I'd rather let the world burn than put you in any danger." He finishes reaching for your hands.
And for some reason you believe him. You believe him because Miles Morales doesn’t lie to you. And because Miles Morales loves you. He loves you.
"I don't expect you to say anything. And I don't expect you to feel the same way. Believe me when I tell you I understand why you don't. You have the kindest heart, Y/N." He rambled on and on but you let him you wanted to know exactly how he felt, how he felt about you. You finally got what you wished for. Communication.
"You're more than anything I could've asked for, more than I'd ever deserve—" But it was that sentence that irked you, he can’t possibly be serious, right?
“You have no idea how much you mean to me!” You shouted out interrupting him. You weren’t going to let this slide is this how he thought of you? He put you on a pedestal that you didn’t deserve, that you didn’t ask for.
Squeezing his hand's, eyes shutting as you looked down to the side you finish what you’re trying to convey to him. "Whenever I was around you all I wanted to do was let go of everything. My responsibilities, my thoughts, my worries. I wanted to get lost in you in the best way possible..."
You trail off getting lost in thought but Miles pulls you back by the touch of his two fingers hooking under your chin, gently and guiding your face back to his. Upon opening your eyes dark brown ones stare right back at you with a love you can't find words to describe swarming through them.
"Please don't ever think you're undeserving of love, Miles. Because you're one of the strongest people I know."He lets out a long sigh just captivated by you, "I think of you so much it drives me crazy." And he did. He truly did.
His hands still holding yours pull you closer. His large hands circled your waist, his touch was warm despite the rain that soaked your clothing.
You instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck, attempting to bring his body even closer. And it was his lips that took your breath away. The way they crashed into your own with such a passionate force that you nearly fell over if it hadn't had been for his arms holding your smaller frame up. It was like a wave touching shore for the first time, a rush.
But this was different from your other kisses with the famous web-slinger, it felt real. Like all the barriers, all the obstacles that blocked you two were washed away. You weren't sure what your future would be like but you did know that you could see yourself with him. Living with him. Making memories. Loving him relentlessly.
The way he kissed you with such devotion but held your face so gently made your stomach flutter. He was amazing. In every possible way. Everything about Miles felt right.
Pulling away was the hard part.
Resting your forehead on his you catch your breath. "I just wanted to keep you safe." Miles starts, "I don't know what I would do if something were to happen to you." He never wanted to think like this, think about this. But this is what you need from him right now. If him talking about your safety was what it took to get you to stay than he would gladly do so.
He would do anything you asked him. Even if that meant destroying himself from the inside out just to see you smile, because to him at the end of the day anything was worth it if he got to see a smile on your face. Anything.
“You'll always be worth it to me. I think you're worth the world. Worth everything. I'd go to the end of the earth to make sure you're taken care of, Y/N.”
You attempted to look away but his grip tightens around your chin so you couldn't. "There are times where it's hard for me to look anywhere else but at you." Your beauty was something Miles could never put into words, no matter how many times he’s tried, how many times he thought about it.
“Eres hermosa mi amor.” But for now he’ll settle for this until he can find the right words to express just how deeply he’s enthralled by you.
"Miles..."
He stops you with his lips and you can't help but kiss back, completely smitten by Miles Morales. He ran his hands through your hair to hold the back of your neck, keeping you close. It was such a protective, soft gesture that made your heart flutter.
Pulling away this time proved to be a struggle when Miles's lips just kept chasing your own. It wasn't till you said, "I love you," That got him to stop.
"You're incredible, Y/N. Being here with you ... it feels more like a dream than reality. Good things don't usually happen to me, but somehow you did. And I'll be damned if I ever let you slip away again."
You give him that smile that he loves so much. And it’s then he only had one thought in his head.
You’re it for him.
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daily-hanamura · 7 months
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#persona 4#p4#persona 4 golden#p4g#hanamura yosuke#souyo#this scene revealed so much of their relationship in one go#yosuke has already long been established as yu's confidant at this point but this moment really drove it home!#yosuke anticipates each of yu's behaviour#but even though he disagrees with it he doesn't judge yu for it#even going so far as to help yu hide it from the rest of the team#its debatable whether thats necessarily a good thing#but it demonstrates yosuke's unwavering loyalty to yu while also making clear his disappointment#and of course yosuke has much to feel sad and disappointment over - one the one hand it felt like yu didnt trust him/them enough#he phrased it as a matter of “you should trust us more” as opposed to “you should trust ME more” because talking about trust in the singula#would hit too close to home and risk making too many demands of yu. demands that yosuke didnt feel he was allowed to make#afterall why would yu trust him but not the others? but the team is made up of other more reliable people than he was#and bringing up the team gives yosuke a defensive cover#so as usual it's part of yosuke's self doubt creeping in#but theres also honesty here - yosuke wasnt here to accost him or be angry at him; he really showed up just to make sure that yu was safe#and once hes confirmed it yosuke falls back to his usual habits of cracking a joke to lighten the mood#to end the conversation on a joke feels like its as much a service for yu as it is for himself#we know yosuke tends to joke to make the people around him feel better and i think in this instance he was also trying to cheer yu up#whether it was to make up for yosuke approaching him or to alleviate any guilt yu might feel#or even to manage whatever it was that adachi might have said to yu (which yosuke undoubtedly picked up on)#yosuke doesn't let his disagreement with yu get in the way of supporting his partner#to some extent i also wonder if this loyalty was also coloured by their previous interaction with namatame and Yosuke's anger#it's been less than a week since that incident after all and i think theres this contradiction for yosuke#and i think there was probably a contradiction in Yosuke's heart in that moment: he doesn't trust himself to make good judgements#but as much as he'd rather take yu's lead in this instance he also feels like his leader was wrong here
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vvitchering · 1 year
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I think maybe everyone should cool it with the “weird cult” comments regarding the covert, honestly. It wasn’t that funny to begin with but now that it’s the popular describer it’s starting to become a little uncomfy. No one is forced to join, no one is forced to stay. There’s a ton of parallels between them and real world cultures and religions and I just think MAYBE we need to be a little more aware of what message we’re sending when we say “haha that group of people who are in hiding because their lives were/are at stake and who practice anonymity to survive and follow certain rules that I don’t personally understand or like are a weird cult”.
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