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spicyspiders · 9 months

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not a chance to slow down

Peter Quill x male reader smut

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Tags: unprotected sex and age difference

A/N: I’ve been obsessed with Star-Lord since I played the Guardians of the Galaxy game around the beginning of the year. The one written about here though is from the MCU and was pretty much inspired by some gifs I saw and couldn’t stop thinking about lol. I’ll probably end up writing something about Adam Warlock too because how could I not when Will Poulter looks as good as he does.

The first time you spoke to Peter, it was in passing. You were tired and cranky, having driven many miles to get home during your summer break from school. You were on your last box when he came out of his house.

“Nice shirt,” you said casually when he walked by you.

“Thanks!” His eyes darted down to the box you held, “you need some help with that?”

“This is the last one, thankfully,” you answered and used one hand to wipe the sweat that had gathered on your brow.

“I wish I knew you needed help, I definitely would’ve been out here to help you,” the man responded.

You couldn’t help but eye him over. With how broad his shoulders looked, you’re sure he would’ve been able to help without getting as sweaty as you did.

“I appreciate that, but it’s okay,” you said, sending him a smile, “that mail does look pretty heavy after all.”

“It’s nothing I can’t handle,” the man responded, and raised the few pieces of mail like a dumbbell, making his bicep flex.

It was probably from the time you spent in your car making you go a little crazy, but the man’s joke made you laugh harder than you expected. The other man’s face went red as you laughed, but after a second, he almost looked smug, like he was happy his joke had such a reaction.

“So,” the man says when your laughter has died down, “you here for the summer?”

“Yeah. After a long semester, I’m finally home,” you said, sending a grateful smile toward your house.

“Well, I’m happy to be the first person to welcome you back,” he says, sending you a soft smile.

You didn’t want to tell the man that he wasn’t the first person you saw since you’ve been home, instead, a smile matching the one the man wore landed on your lips. “Who do I have to thank for such a warm welcome?”

“Peter Quill, at your service,” he said, adding a bow.

You couldn’t help but laugh again at the display. You introduced yourself around the fit of giggles as Peter went on to laugh at himself.

“Let me know if you need any help unpacking,” Peter called from his door after you walked up your respective driveways. “Hopefully I’ll be seeing a lot more of you,” Peter said as he stood in the open doorway.

“I hope so too,” you responded, sending one last smile his way before you closed the door. The smile on your face lasted until you got to your bedroom, and fell once you were reminded of all of the boxes you needed to unpack.

Though you were tempted to walk out of your house and head next door to see if Peter would come to help you unpack your boxes, you didn’t end up seeing him until the next day.

“Are you on mail duty too?” Peter asked as he leaned against his mailbox.

“It’s one of my most important responsibilities. Nice robe, by the way,” it was pretty boring as far as robes go with its plain white color, but you weren’t about to tell Peter that.

“You like it?” Peter twists himself to the left and right to make sure you have a full look at the garment, “I just bought it.”

“Am I the first to see you in it?” You ask in surprise.

“You are. I saved it just for you.”

You let out a chuckle, though you weren’t sure if Peter was being serious, “what’s it gonna be tomorrow?”

Peter crosses his arms over his chest, looking away with an intense look of thought on his face, “I could break out my birthday suit, but that’s reserved for my bedroom and the bathroom.”

You look at him with your brows raised, a slow smile spreading across your face, “I think I would get pretty lonely if you got arrested for doing that, so I’d think of something else to wear.”

“Or you could come up to my room and I could just show you, that way I don’t have to think of what I should wear to impress you,” Peter said with a smirk.

“I know thinking can be hard at your age, so that sounds like a good idea.”

Peter’s smirk morphed into a look of offense, “how old do you think I am?”

“You were wearing a Metallica shirt yesterday.”

“So? They’re a good band, that doesn’t make me old,” Peter responded.

“How old are you?”

Peter looked away, and glanced at the mail you held in your hand before looking back at you, “40,” he answered before looking away again.

“You’re not that old at least,” you responded, smiling when Peter shook his head.

You couldn’t ignore the nervous feeling that started to sink in when you stepped up to the man, “I have to put this inside then I’ll be over, okay?”

Peter nodded, sending you a small smile, “better hurry, you don’t want me getting any older, do you?”

You meant it when you said Peter wasn’t that old. It even made more things about him make sense, like his taste in shirts, and the way his eyes crinkled yesterday when he laughed at his joke. What didn’t make sense, or really, what you didn’t expect, was the way that he fucked you.

It almost reminded you of the guy you went home with last semester. Like the guy you went home with, Peter fucked you fast and hard. You honestly expected it to be over just as quickly as that last time, but when Peter rolled over onto his back and sat you down on his cock, you let out a punched out noise of surprise.

“Tired?” You asked.

Peter grinned, “I’m not as young as I used to be,” he said, running his hands up and down your thighs. When he pulled his hands away, he crossed them behind his head, looking relaxed.

You watched in confusion as Peter lay there. When his eyes fell shut, you clenched down on his cock, hoping to get the man back into action, but he stayed still. When you clenched back down on his throbbing cock, that’s when Peter’s eyes opened again to watch you.

“That all you’re going to do?” Is that enough to get you off?” He asked with a smirk.

“Fuck you,” you snipped back. You knew from the first time that you brought yourself up with your thighs that they would quickly start to ache, but it only spurred you on. You fell back down after bringing yourself up with a moan, feeling as if the cock inside you went deeper than the poison that you were just in.

“There you go, baby,” Peter said, his smirk now a toothy smile, “I knew you had it in you,” he said, still just fucking laying there.

In retaliation for his stillness, you reached down to twist at one of his nipples with your fingers, but it only made Peter let out a groan filled with pleasure. You took to settling your hands on his broad chest, finding purchase to help fuck yourself down on his cock.

You didn’t expect after only having met yesterday that you would be bouncing up and down on his cock the next day. You could see when you met him yesterday how broad his shoulders and chest were, but now, seeing it uncovered from the shirt he wore yesterday, and the bathrobe he wore today, you could see the way his muscles were covered with a soft layer of fat.

Your head fell back as you let out moans as the cock inside you hit your prostate as you filled yourself to the brim over and over again.

When the inevitable burn in your thighs began to set in, you paused to lean down and press your lips to Peter’s. You moaned into his mouth, feeling his cock throb against your prostate, even as you sat still.

Peter answered with a noise of his own and moved his hands back down to your hips. He traced his fingers over the sensitive skin of your hips bones, making you shudder, and once the kiss was over, his hands moved to the globes of your ass.

Peter gripped the skin tightly and used the harsh grip to lift you before he loosened his grip so you could fall back down.

You felt your body go boneless in his arms from the effort that you had put in, but with the way that Peter lifted you so he could fuck his cock in and out of your hole, you were happy to let go under the effort he gave.

You panted into his sweaty neck, letting out little grunts as you tried to still fuck yourself back down on his cock. You could feel yourself approaching the edge, too focused on that to respond when Peter turned his neck to connect your lips.

In reprisal, Peter bit harshly into your bottom lip before he soothed the mark over with his tongue. The headboard slammed into the wall as Peter thrust over and over into your tight, warm hole. The sound was accompanied by the slick sound of sweaty skin on skin.

When you leaned up, Peter followed so he could stay close and connect your lips. You tried your best to keep up, but ended up with your forehead pressed to his as you panted into his mouth once the kisses were over.

With one hand still braced on his chest, you used the other to wrap your fingers around your cock. After a few tugs of your cock to the rhythm of Peter’s thrusts, your back arched and your head fell back as your orgasm washed over you.

You opened your eyes during the aftershocks as Peter chased you into orgasm. He held your asscheeks in a bruising grip as he thrust inside your hole. You almost wanted to open your mouth and let out a whimper of pain at the grip he held you in, but he soon relaxed as he fell over the edge.

Peter gave one final thrust when he let go of your ass, instead moving his hands to your back so he could pull you close. He groaned over and over again, each noise ending with a breathy moan as he came deep inside you.

You buried a hand in his sweaty hair as he ducked his head down into the crook of your neck. Peter held you close even after his cock had gone soft, his only movement being a slight shift for his cock to slip free.

You felt warm and sticky in his arms. You knew Peter had a mess that coated his chest from where your cock had shot ropes of cum, and you knew that you were equally messy where Peter’s cock had been, but you didn’t want to move.

Peter fell back down to the bed with a groan before pulling your body down on top of his. Though he wrapped you tightly in his arms, you still couldn’t contain your shiver as everything on and leaking out of you began to cool.

Peter gave a low chuckle, “did I not warm you up enough?”

You pressed your smile into the sweaty crook of his neck, “I might need your bathrobe.”

#x male reader #x male reader smut #peter quill x male reader #peter quill x male reader smut #star lord x male reader #star lord x male reader smut

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tom-whore-dleston · 1 month

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jordan turns 25

hey siri, play my birthday playlist...

hello and welcome to my online 25th birthday party!! I hope you all got your dancing shoes on bc we're gonna party like it's 1999 iykyk xD we all know how much I love to party, but even the life of the party has to lay down some rules. Please click the keep reading button for more party information:

House Rules

This is an adults only party! You must show some indication that you are 18+

Any minors, blank blogs, ageless blogs will be blocked

You are welcome to participate in multiple party activities but please send one ask at a time

The party is open to all followers and non-followers ❤️ again, as long as you are 18+

Please do not send requests regarding the following:

non-con, smut with minors (all parties will be aged up), pregnancy/baby/child fics, a/b/o, bathroom kinks, incest, step-cest, foot fetish.

Please be patient with your response. I cannot guarantee I will respond in a timely manner however I can do my best.

The party begins April 4th (my official birth date) and ends April 30th

Party Activities

Social Hour: ask me anything about me and my life on/off tumblr

BYOB: share one of your creations (fanfic, art, moodboard, gif, playlist, original writing) and I will share your amazing talents with others

Party Games: cym, fmk, wyr, smash or pass (with any hottie not listed)

Arts and Crafts: select a hottie + scenario/AU/trope/prompt** and I will make a playlist/moodboard/fic (please specify the creation you are requesting)

see prompts tag for ideas/inspo; please indicate the post the prompt is from

VIP Access: mutuals only! send me your fave hottie (doesn’t need to be on list) and I will create a ship moodboard based on how I imagine your relationship with them

RSVP'd Hotties

Marvel: Loki Laufeyson, Xu Shang-Chi, Frank Castle, Peter Parker (any variant), Wanda Maximoff, Erik Kilmonger, Scott Lang, Thor Odinson, Sersi, Thena, Sam Wilson, Pietro Maximoff (Age of Ultron), Joaquin Torres, Bucky Barnes, Marc Spector/Steven Grant/Jake Lockley, Layla El Faouly, Adam Warlock, Gamora, Kate Bishop

DC: Harley Quinn, Pamela Isley, Jaime Reyes

Star Wars: Din Djarin, Anakin Skywalker, Poe Dameron

The Bear: Carmy Berzatto, Luca

Bridgerton: Anthony Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton, Colin Bridgerton, King George

Misc: stereotypical!Barbie (Barbie 2023), Tangerine (Bullet Train), Joel Miller (The Last of Us), Soldier Boy (The Boys)

RPF: Harry Styles, Jensen Ackles, Will Poulter, Danny Ramirez

Early Bird Invite tags

@inklore @psychedelic-ink @fluffyprettykitty @buckets-and-trees @witchywithwhiskey @mothdruid @mochie85 @navybrat817 @jobean12-blog @vonalyn @goldylions @wintersoldierdarling @wint3r-h3art @buckybleu @blackbat05 @neganwifey25-blog @give-me-a-moose @yummymatcha @ozarkthedog @hollandparkersx @mrs-illyrian-baby @jen-with-a-pen @late-to-the-party-81 @little-diable @undutchable11 @littlestatesman @tonystarksfavoritedaughter

#jordan is 25 celebration 🍰#sleepover 🌚🌝#marvel x reader #dc x reader #star wars x reader #the bear x reader #bridgerton x reader #barbie x reader #bullet train x reader #the last of us x reader #the boys x reader

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rivnedell · 9 days

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🤍🌸 • ° Masterlist ° • 🌸🤍

Legend

fluff 🌷

lime 🍋‍🟩 slight suggestive content (making out for example ..)

lemon 🍋 slighlty lighter version of smut (no p or d word)

angst ☔ characters suffering mentally and emotionally

WIP : work in progress

All my writings are Fem!Reader unless mentioned otherwise

❀ More about me at the bottom of this post

I’m trying my best with English since it’s not my mother tongue and I will take all the advices 🤍

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multi-chapter

- Star Wars -

Obi Wan Kenobi

Obi Wan x You | 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩 • 🍋 |

Relief

WIP

word count :

summary : you’re on a break from your jedi missions as your period pains were aching you, making you stay in bed. maybe your former master would know something to ease your pain.. or maybe not.

WARNINGS : mention of menstruation pain ; slight angst ; lime (making out & teasing) ; HOT LEMON at the end ;

• Friends •

Joey Tribbiani

The One with the Sketchbook

Joey x You | 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩 |

WIP

word count : -

summary :you’re an art student who comes to ny for your last year of degree. it’s your first time in the US so you discover life in new york thanks to joey, your new roommate, and his next-door friends ;

warnings : suggestive content ;

Rachel & Joey

The One with Rachel’s feelings

Rachel x Joey |🌷| Fix-it Fic

WIP

word count :

summary : rectifying the barbados event love thing between our fav roommates, despite all the respect I have for the original show’s authors work ;

warnings : none, this just fluffy fluff, with some light angst ;

- Jurassic World -

Owen Grady

Can’t Stop Loving You

Owen x You (Self-Insert) | 🌷 • ☔ • 🍋 |

WIP

word count : -

summary : you got a chance to work on Isla Nublar as a trainer for herbivorous dinos. an unexpected colleague piqued your curiosity as he was the trainer of.. actual living raptors. featuring an unexpected lady boss that broke into your life, and broke your heart ;

warnings : lime & (very) hot lemon, angsty lemon but! happy ending ;

- Tolkien - Middle Earth -

Kili

Stardusts’ Hope

Kili x Fem!Elf Reader | ☔ • 🌷 |

WIP

word count: -

summary: a dwarf prince and an elven lady; alternative ending of the battle of the five armies ;

warnings : -

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One-Shots

• Friends •

Joey Tribbiani

The One with the Scars

Joey x You (Self-Insert) | ☔ • 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩 |

WIP

words: -

summary: joey and you have been close friends for a long time. he has been there for you during your recovery after your surgery, and this, certainly, has changed everything ;

warnings: no graphic descriptions but scars and physical pain related to the healing process ; (please avoid reading if you are uncomfortable with these topics) ; some sensitive references ;

The One with Ross’s ex

Joey x You | ☔ • 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩|

WIP

word count : -

summary : after you break up with Ross, the situation doesn’t get better. your friends are here for you, and Joey is there. maybe your true love has been in front of you since the beginning ;

warnings : some references / lime ; slight angst

The One with the Cinema tickets

Joey x You (Self-Insert) | 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩 |

WIP

word count : -

summary : you had a crush on joey since months but the only one to know was your bestie, chandler ;

warnings : some references ;

The One with the Flower Shop Owner

Joey x You | 🌷 |

WIP

word count : - summary : joey went to a flower shop as he wanted to make a surprise for Emma’s birthday, and he saw you, with a pink peony bouquet in your hands ; warnings : some references ;

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- Actors -

Matt Leblanc

The One with the Race

Matt x You (self-insert) | 🌷 • 🍋‍🟩 |

WIP

word count : -

summary : you attend your first Formula 1 GP and you encounter someone who will be your companion for the week end, and maybe more ;

warnings : mention of mourning, loss ; some ref (making out) ;

Will Poulter

Golden Soul

Will x Reader | 🌷 • 🍋 |

WIP

word count : -

summary : you were invited to tell your story at schools as you were approached by an association fighting against bullying & child abuse ;

warnings : anxiety crisis/stress/lack of breath mention/describing ; suggestive content ; lemon (lighter version of smut - no dirty talk, no bad words but suggestion of sex, making out);

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❀ About me : you can call me Nienna and in life, I’m a French Artist. Obsessed with drawing, drinking tea and petting cats. Other than that I recently discovered I was still able to fangirl just like a teen. And I’m currently nourishing a hard passion for the Friends TV series.. so I write a lot for Joey ♡

❀ I never dared to share my stories/fictional writings publicly so it’s a big step for me. (I don’t write nasty smut (bad/slut talking, too raw for me), but I like to write some lime and lemon, lighter versions of smut, tho being no less than hot) !

❀ I will update this list when a writing will be ready/published and if I add new wips !

header picture is not mine!

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layla4567 · 10 months

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~MASTERLIST~

i opened requests btw (sorry if it took me a while to answer them)

Marvel

Peter maximoff:

Imagine with quicksilver

One shot/ Peter maximoff

Imagine: a relaxing shower

You know what I mean

I'm not doing it

Nursing day

Loki:

Headcanons of Loki

Imagine with Loki

Headcanon: Loki as a dad

Nightmare

Headcanon: Loki notices that you are on you period

Celtic ballad

In the meadows

The waterfall

SFW alphabet

NSFW alphabet

I don't trust you

Plushie

Dance for me

You're being mean

Awful things to you

Shoot

The stars are closer

A merry christmas (lokius)

Mobius meet your child with loki (uncle mobius)

LOKI SERIES (OTHERS CHARACTERS)

Too close (Brad wolfe/Hunter X-5)

Scars (Brad Wolfe)

Steven Grant/Marc Spector/Jake Lockley:

Little imagine with Steven Grant

I'm just a librarian (on going)

headcanon: the boys with pets

Bucky:

Headcanons of Bucky

Adam Warlock:

Would you help me?

Adam Warlock headcanons

Drabble (wandavision AU)

Teach me

Namor:

A lullaby, a lotus flower and a cardinal

Evan Peters

Colin Zabel:

Magic night

Vaccines are good

Evan:

Lingerie

Birthday girl

The bear

Luca:

Working together

Will Poulter:

Behave well

Gotham

Jeremiah:

That's how the money works

Lewd pollen

Bruce Wayne

Let me take care of you

Star Wars

Cal Kestis:

May the force be with you

I'm right here

Are you afraid of the dark?

Mr. Tophat:

My Ballerina

Are you lost?

The hunger games

Coriolanus Snow:

Until the birds stop singing

One Piece Live Action

Opla boys with a short reader headcanon

Time for hugs (Luffy sfw drabble)

Sanji with a mechanic reader headcanon

The straw hats hearing your laugh for the first time

Sanji with a fem reader with long hair (headcanon)

The medical (sanji)

Me gustas tu (Luffy)

Until we meet again (Mihawk)

Sweet as peaches (Sanji fluff drabble)

Until we meet again pt2 (Mihawk)

A whole new world (Shanks)

A whole new world pt2 (Shanks)

The straw hat with a spanish speaker

Wild west au/ monster trio

Opla men with a spanish speaker pt2 (mihawk, buggy and shanks)

Sanji with a reader who loves to collect trinkets (headcanons)

Morning routine with Sanji

Take off the sails

Monster trio buying sanitary pads

Valentine's day is for fools

Until we meet again (final part)

Old men with a short reader (buggy, shanks and mihawk)

Halloween costumes with the straw hats

REQUESTS

Hot cocoa (Hunter D90-Loki series)

I'm right here (Cal Kestis-Star wars)

Dance for me (Loki-MCU)

My silly little man (Mobius-Loki series)

Visitors (Mobius)

Sanji with a rapunzel fem reader

Are you lost? (mr.tophat)

A little bit of mischief (D90 loki series)

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arcadian-litterateur · 4 months

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gally as galileo galilei

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summary: an analysis of james dashner’s choice to name gally after galileo galilei, and the similarities gally and galileo galilei have.

word count: 560

warnings: talk of trauma, triggers, death, and abuse/manipulation by religious groups

a/n: happy birthday will poulter! this is the first part of my wave of stuff for will's birthday. just a lil observation i made, and ofc, a lot of love for my sweet precious baby, gally.

𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥 in The Maze Runner is named after an important historical figure. Thomas is Thomas Edison, Newt is Isaac Newton, etc…

Everyone acts like these characters got their names randomly, but it's so obvious to me that their names directly correlate to their purpose in the story.

Thomas Edison was an inventor who created unique solutions to problems that had stumped other scientists for ages…Thomas was able to creatively solve the Maze after the Gladers struggled on it for three years. Isaac Newton was smart as hell, and he made discoveries that laid the foundation for many other scientific discoveries. Sound familiar? Newt laid the foundation for the Glade by holding a massive amount of info and ideas. Winston Churchill spent his life trying to gain world peace…much like how Winston tried to make both sides happy and bridge the gap when Gally took over.

With this information in mind, let's take a look at Gally and his namesake, Galileo Galilei. Often called the father of modern science, Galileo made over fifty revolutionary discoveries about science, influencing tons of scientists, namely Isaac Newton and Albert Einstein. Galileo discovered the moons of Jupiter, the rings of Saturn, the phases of Venus, and the craters and mountains on the moon. He also proved the earlier theory of Nicolaus Copernicus that the Earth was revolving around the sun. He invented an early microscope. He developed the mathematical ideas on the motion of objects on an inclined plane, the acceleration of free-falling bodies, and the movement of a pendulum. Basically, he was a really cool dude.

Gally was one of the most knowledgeable and foundational people of the Glade, made clear by his position as a Keeper and his obvious love for stability. He wasn't afraid to share his opinion (much like Galileo) and consistently contributed important information and solutions to the Glade. Also, to be a Builder, you have to have at least a basic understanding of physics. Gally obviously understood basic physics concepts, because all of the buildings in the Glade are sturdy and standing. Similarly, math is very important to be a Builder, so as Keeper of the Builders, he obviously had an understanding of mathematics. Basically, Gally is smart. Like his namesake.

But the similarities don't end there. When Galileo tried to bring forth his evidence of the Copernician doctrine that the Earth revolves around the sun, he was labeled a heretic by the church and ex-communicated, and placed under house arrest for the rest of his life. Yeah, for stating his opinions, he was forced out of what should have been a safe place, ostracized, and had to die alone. Similar to Gally, don't you think? Sure, he shouldn't have antagonized Thomas without explaining why, but the truth still remains that he had trauma and Thomas was a trigger. He thought he was helping by pointing out Thomas's role in his memories, and then instead of at least listening, his friends of the past three years immediately sided with the boy they'd known for three days, ostracizing him from the only safe place and family he'd ever known. He was also left to die alone by these friends, much like Galileo.

Yeah, as much as I hate to say it, James Dashner knew what he was doing here, and Gally and Galileo both need to find better friends.

#gally #gally tmr #tmr gally #the maze runner #gally the maze runner #analysis #character study #galileo galilei #gally character study #will poulter #will poulter's birthday #happy birthday will poulter

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afro-hispwriter · 2 years

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Lingeire(DAY 9)

Will Poulter x Reader

Kinktober Masterlist pinned

Wills birthday was going great. He was really enjoying himself, having all his closest friends and family around him. You had completely spoiled him, gifting him more black t-shirts, new shoes, and arsenal tickets. After singing happy birthday, the party got smaller and smaller until there was just a few people left who helped you and Will clean. Once they left you and Will flopped on the couch with a tired sigh. You checked the time and smirked.

2:23 a.m

It may no longer be his birthday but you know he isn't going to complain about his last gift. You swung your leg over his hips and sat down on his lap. He rested his hands on your hips and smiled up at you.

"I have one more present for you." You say and kiss him softly before pushing against his chest and stood up.

"Its not my birthday anymore." He watched you go through the hallway.

"I don't think you want to miss this one. I'll call you when im ready." You say then Will hears a door close. You took all your clothes on and dug into your underwear drawer to find the new piece of lingerie you bought. You then grabbed the thin robe and threw it on then settled on the bed and tried to get into your sexist position. “Will!”

You heard fast footsteps then saw the doorknob turn. He pushed the door open and when his eyes fell on your body he sighed.

“Oh baby.” He groaned and walked towards you.

“Why don’t you come open your present?” You open your legs and he walked towards you to settle in between you. He grabbed your waist and needed the skin, he could already feel himself growing hard. He pulled the end of the bow and watched the material fall. It revealed a completely black set, his eyes went down to your panties. Crotchless panties. Wills mouth watered and he slowly leaned over you and placed his lips on yours. He pushed his tongue in your mouth and grabbed your thighs and pushed them back to touch your chest.

“You look so beautiful.” He pulled away and started kissing down your neck before reaching your breasts. He shoved his face in between them and sucked on the tops of them. You let out little noises and tried to lift your hips to get some friction. “Shh baby ill give it all to you.”

#will poulter #will poulter smut #will poulter x reader #will poulter x black!reader

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emjayewrites · 11 months

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Flashin’ Lights In A Midst of Darlin’ Nights (3/?)

A fated encounter in The City of Lights changed the lives of an actor and singer forever. And with those darlin’ nights comes even more delights.....

Synopsis: Will Poulter can count on his hands the amount of times he’s been rendered speechless, yet that was until he met singer-songwriter EmJaye. He soon finds himself speechless and dazzled every time he’s in her presence. For Mahalia-Joy, Will hooked her in with his quintessentially British banter. However, in this ruthless industry, a couple needs more to hold onto besides quick laughs and simple awe.

Pairings: Will Poulter x EmJaye (Mahalia-Joy Washington)

Warnings: cursing, adult content, mentions of drugs/alcohol. (Rated 18+)

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A/N: I do not know Will or his family personally. This is solely fiction and any similarities are coincidental. EmJaye was previously mentioned in a Yahya fic, but her character arc is completely different/changed to fit this fic. Thank you all so much for showing me love for this story! I missed writing and I’m happy to be back. If you would like to be tagged, please comment or DM me. Enjoy this chapter.

New York City, NY, London, UK & Los Angeles, CA — Mid/Late July 2022

Will reclined on the plush sofa in his London home, his injured knee propped up on a soft cushion. It had been a long day, starting off with a early gym session with his trainer, Dr. Benjamin Carraway, and the whirlwind of events and appearances afterward had left him longing for a moment of tranquility. His body served as a reminder of the injuries he had acquired over the years. The torn ACL and ligament in his ankle, the sprained rotator cuff — battle scars from his dedication to his craft. As he settled in, his phone buzzed with an incoming FaceTime call. A smile brightened his face as he saw EmJaye's name lighting up the screen.

With a swipe of his finger, he answered the call, and her radiant face filled the display.

"Hey, Will," she greeted him, her voice filled with concern. "How are you feeling? I saw your text about having a rough day and dealing with those old injuries.”

Will chuckled softly, appreciating her thoughtfulness. "I'm hanging in there, sweetheart," he reassured her. "It's just a little sore today. Nothing I can't handle."

EmJaye's brow furrowed slightly, worry evident in her eyes. "I don't want you pushing yourself too hard."

"I know, and I appreciate it," Will replied, his voice filled with affection. "But you don't have to worry, Mahalia, I've learned to take care of myself. Besides, I have you to keep me in check."

A playful smile danced on EmJaye's lips. "Well, that's true. Someone's got to make sure you don't get too carried away."

Will feigned a dramatic sigh. "You know, I'm starting to realize that maybe I’m getting too old for all this," he said.

EmJaye's eyes widened in mock surprise. "Old? Please, you're just getting better with age," she retorted with a laugh. "And speaking of age, when's your birthday?"

A mischievous glint sparked in Will's eyes. "Well, I'll have you know that I'm twenty-nine. But not for long," he added with a smirk. "I’ll be the big 3-0 on January 28th next year."

EmJaye's face lit up with excitement. "No way! I’m turning twenty-six on January 29th!" she exclaimed.

Will's smile widened, their connection deepening with the realization of their shared birthdays. "Well, it looks like we have another reason to celebrate together," he remarked.

"That’s crazy,” she said in amazement. “Anyways, I may have something special to share with you."

Will leaned closer to the screen and he noticed that she was in the recording studio. "What is it?"

EmJaye's eyes twinkled mischievously as she placed her phone against a keyboard. From this new angle, Will was able to see the rest of the recording studio as well as her sound producer. “Do you want to hear something from my album?”

“Seriously?!”

She chuckled at his disbelief and shock. “Yeah,” she nodded. “I’m debuting a new single on Jimmy Fallon’s show later this week. I figured you’ll want to hear it.”

At a loss for words, Will gasped at this amazing opportunity she'd shared with him. “I’d be honored. Let’s see.”

“Alrighty then.” She gestured to her producer and he began playing a snippet of her latest single. The melodious sound filled the air, and Will's eyes widened in awe.

“I've been holding back, playing it safe, But now it's time to let go, find my own space. Gonna rise above the noise, break the chains, Embrace the unknown, no fear remains....”

When the song broke into the chorus, he watched intently as she mouthed the lyrics, her body moving in rhythm with the tempo and bass of the beat. As the music slowly dissipated, she let out a nervous giggle.

“So? What do you think?”

"Mahalia, that sounds incredible!” he exclaimed, his admiration evident in his voice. “Your voice, the lyrics...."

Her cheeks warmed from his praise, a mix of excitement and vulnerability washing over her. "Thank you, Will. Your support means the world to me. It’s still cookin’ though; we may change the hook and second verse, but I can't wait for you to hear the full song."

“I can’t wait,” he grinned. “I’ll try to watch your debut performance too.”

Her nose crinkled adorably in confusion. “Wait, how would you do that? I thought some American TV shows weren't available in the UK."

“I’ll find a way,” Will shrugged nonchalantly. “Better yet, if some things get switched around, I may be in L.A. by the time this week is over, so I can always watch from my hotel room.”

Their conversation meandered from music to their day-to-day lives. Will shared stories of events he attended in London, and EmJaye spoke passionately about her upcoming projects and the creative process behind her album.

“That single will be called ‘Get In The Way’”, she told him, slouching in her seat. “I have about a quarter of my songs and features done, but there’s still so much to do.”

Their conversation continued to flow effortlessly, and Will couldn't help but express his longing to see her again.

"I miss you, Mahalia," he confessed softly, his voice filled with sincerity. "Paris feels like a lifetime ago, and I can't wait to see you in Los Angeles later this month."

Her heart swelled at his divulgence, making her feel delirious and giddy. EmJaye adored how comfortable Will was with his feelings and his entire being. He never made her feel unsure or uneasy.

Her eyes softened, and a gentle smile graced her lips. "I miss you too, Will.”

Will couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation and excitement. The connection he shared with EmJaye felt deeper than anything he had ever experienced, and he couldn't wait to explore where it would lead.

With their conversation drawing to a close, they exchanged promises of continuing to stay in touch before saying their goodbyes and ending the call.

Leaning back in his sofa, Will raked a slow hand through his hair, smiling from ear to ear like a crazy fool.

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As the days flew by, Will and EmJaye stayed true to their promise of keeping in touch. They exchanged messages, photos, and even recorded video snippets of their daily adventures, bridging the distance between London and New York City.

Across the Atlantic Ocean, EmJaye found herself preparing for an appearance on The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon. The anticipation swirled within her as she did a last-minute rehearsal of her performance, eager to share her new single, "Get In The Way," with the world. Donning honey blonde hair and an orange jumpsuit, she and her sound technician checked the microphones and her earpiece as the stagehands prepared for her performance.

EmJaye took a moment to compose herself backstage. Adrenaline coursed through her veins, electrifying her nervous system, and causing her chest to rise and fall with rapid breaths. The thought of sharing her new music with millions of viewers only heightened her anxiety, and even though she enjoyed making this song, she craved for the public to love it just as much as she did.

Minutes ticked by until the lights dimmed, and one of the show’s producers cued her to go. She stepped onto the stage with confidence, her vibrant presence dazzling the audience.

“And now singing her debut single, ‘Get In The Way’, please welcome EmJaye!” greeted Jimmy Fallon, earning her screams and shouts.

Meanwhile, in Los Angeles, Will watched the performance and interview in his hotel room with a mixture of pride and longing. As the opening chords of the song filled the room, Will's attention was immediately enchanted. The vibrant melody intertwined with the smooth, richness of her vocals, created a mesmerizing blend that resonated deep within his soul. He marveled at her, unable to tear his gaze away from the screen. Seeing EmJaye shine, her talent and charm evident for all to see, only intensified his feelings for her.

But it wasn't just her voice that enthralled him. Will couldn't help but notice how stunning she looked, her new hairstyle framing her face in a way that accentuated her radiant beauty. The way her bouncy curls cascaded around her shoulders and honey-blonde hair that complimented her rich brown skin left him wonderstruck.

The camera panned to the audience, and the thunderous applause washed over her, a testament to EmJaye's captivating stage presence. He could see the confidence radiating from her, the way she commanded the stage with an effortless grace that only added to her allure.

After the performance, EmJaye took a seat next to Jimmy Fallon, her smile lighting up the screen. The chemistry between them was undeniable, their playful banter drawing laughter from the audience. Will couldn't help but be proud of EmJaye, how she effortlessly connected with people, her genuine personality shining through.

As the interview progressed, Jimmy couldn't resist asking about EmJaye's recent trip to Paris and the connection she had formed with Will.

A blush graced EmJaye's cheeks, a delicate hue that made her even more invigorating. “Now, Jimmy...”

Her trailed-off statement earned her hoots from the crowd and she ducked her face behind her hand.

“We saw the pictures of the two of you on TMZ,” said Jimmy as he displayed a copy of a photo of them together at the sneaker store in Paris. “You guys look cute. Are you guys friends or....more than friends?”

EmJaye ignored his question at first, staring directly at the camera.

"Paris was a magical experience," she finally admitted, a fond smile playing on her lips. "I had the opportunity to explore the city and create lasting memories. That’s all I’m saying, Jimmy, sorry.”

Jimmy frowned at the answer but decided not to broach the subject further. Will let out a pleased sigh at her decision to remain coy and private about their budding relationship.

When the interview came to a close, Jimmy expressed his excitement for EmJaye's upcoming album and newest single. Will's heart swelled with pride, knowing that he would be there to support her every step of the way, and as the screen faded into a commercial, Will couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. He missed her deeply, longing to hold her in his arms and celebrate her success together. Yet, there was also a sense of anticipation, as he knew their reunion in Los Angeles was drawing near.

Comic Con loomed on the horizon, and the excitement bubbled within Will's chest. The opportunity to promote Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.3, surrounded by passionate fans and immersed in the world of pop culture, was a dream come true. In the midst of it all, his mind wandered to the moments he would share with her.

He found himself daydreaming about their time in Paris — the laughter, the stolen glances, the effortless connection they had forged. The memories replayed in his mind like a movie, reminding him of the joy he felt in EmJaye's presence. Reaching for his phone, he dialed her number, smiling widely as her familiar voice greeted him on the other end of the line.

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EmJaye's plane touched down in Los Angeles, and as she stepped off the aircraft, the warm California air greeted her with open arms. Making her way through the busy airport, anticipation swirled within her. Her footsteps quickened, her eyes scanning the crowd for a familiar face. And there he was, Will, standing tall and handsome amidst the sea of people, a smile spreading across his face as their eyes met.

They embraced tightly, their arms wrapping around each other as if they were two puzzle pieces finally finding their perfect fit. The warmth of his touch and the softness of his lips on hers whispered promises of the adventures that awaited them.

“How was your flight?” he asked as they parted.

“Not too bad,” she responded, adjusting the straps of her shoulder bag. Noticing her struggle, he extended a hand to help.

“Let me get that for you,” he states, taking the bag swiftly before she could react. “Do you have any others?”

“I have a few, but my driver should’ve gotten them by now,” EmJaye told him.

To their surprise, there weren’t many paparazzi snooping the premises for a photo and they managed to avoid them once word got out that one of the Kardashian sisters landed at LAX.

Walking towards the exit, they immediately found her awaiting SUV and hopped inside, and she let out a sigh of relief. With her flight from LaGuardia to LAX delayed by one hour, EmJaye thought that they wouldn’t have enough time to reach Van Nuys Airport to catch another flight to San Diego. Luckily for them both, they were on the highway in ample time, arriving at the next airport by the skin of their teeth.

“You didn’t have to wait for me, y’know,” EmJaye told Will as they walked into Van Nuys Airport from a private entrance. He gave her a dismissive wave. “I’m serious, Will, I don’t want you to get in trouble with Marvel.”

At this, Will let out a hearty chuckle. “I’m not going to get in trouble, Mahalia.” To ease her worry, he snaked an arm around her waist, pulling her close to kiss her cheek. “Besides, I told Feige and Gunn that you were hitching a ride; they’re cool with it.”

Her eyes widened in shock. “They are?!”

“Yes,” Will concurred softly. “We have a lot of space on this plane anyways.”

The private jet was settled on the tarmac as if patiently biding its time for their arrival. Emblazoned on the side, in huge font, was the Marvel logo. Jogging up the stairs, EmJaye reveled at the sleek aircraft.

Stepping inside the luxurious private plane, her eyes widened in awe at the sight before her. The plush seats, elegant decor, and the unmistakable air of exclusivity enveloped her.

“Fancy,” she drawled in delight, touching the wooden accents. “Marvel got that money-money.”

As she made her way through the plane's cabin, she spotted Chris Pratt, the charismatic star of the Guardians franchise. His infectious energy seemed to radiate, lighting up the whole space with his charm. He greeted her with a warm smile, instantly putting her at ease. His genuine warmth and playful banter made her feel like she was part of their tight-knit family.

Next to Chris sat Karen Gillan, whose captivating presence as Nebula in the film had left a lasting impression on EmJaye. Karen's vibrant red hair and fierce gaze mirrored the strong spirit she portrayed on screen. EmJaye admired her talent and found herself drawn to the kindness in her eyes as they exchanged introductions.

Pom Klementieff, the embodiment of Mantis's gentle yet powerful aura, greeted EmJaye with a warm hug. Her serene presence and contagious laughter instantly made EmJaye feel like they were old friends. Pom's genuine enthusiasm for the project and her fellow cast members was evident, and EmJaye found herself embracing the positive energy that surrounded her.

Maria Bakalova, a newcomer to the Guardians family, extended a hand in greeting. Maria's humility and down-to-earth nature resonated with EmJaye, and they quickly struck up a conversation about their shared passion for storytelling.

Amidst the group, Chukwudi Iwuji, a respected actor known for his versatility, exuded a calm and grounded presence. His warm smile and genuine interest in EmJaye's journey in the music industry made her feel seen and appreciated. Chukwudi's wisdom and grace created an atmosphere of profound respect, reminding EmJaye of the power of collaboration and the beauty of shared experiences.

Once their baggage was safely stored onboard, the plane soared through the skies and the conversations flowed effortlessly. Surrounded by these talented actors, she realized that she was not just joining Will on this adventure but becoming a part of something much bigger.

Comic Con greeted them happily, and as the plane landed in San Diego, EmJaye felt a surge of excitement. She knew that this journey was about more than just a film or a single event — it was about the connections they had formed, the stories they had yet to tell, and the impact they could make together.

At the convention center, the energy was electrifying. Fans gathered in droves, dressed as their favorite characters from the realms of comics and movies. Hand in hand, they ventured into the vibrant storm of Comic Con. The crowd buzzed with excitement, their eyes drawn to the magnetic couple strolling through the halls. Fans recognized them, their voices rising in joyous exclamations and the flashing of cameras capturing the magical moments.

They explored the various booths, their steps synchronized and their laughter contagious, EmJaye couldn't help but be swept up in the whirlwind of the event. It was a world unlike any she had experienced before, a celebration of pop culture that ignited the passions of fans from all walks of life. News outlets clamored to have them interviewed together with journalists lining up, hoping to capture the chemistry that emanated from the couple. But amidst the flurry of attention, EmJaye and Will remained grounded in their choice to decline.

In between Will’s interviews and panels, their love bloomed amidst the chaos. They stole moments alone, hidden from prying eyes, where their lips met in tender kisses, their affection a flame that burned brightly.

The fans' excited cheers echoed through the halls as EmJaye and Will navigated the venue. She noticed the gleam in Will's eyes as he interacted with his fans, his genuine appreciation for their support was evident in every word he spoke. She admired his dedication and humility, realizing why he was so beloved.

As the day wore on, EmJaye and Will found solace in each other's presence, seeking refuge from the intensity of the event. They retreated to a quiet corner, their hands entwined as they shared their mutual excitement for what lay ahead for the two of them. The love that had blossomed in Paris had now spread its wings in the city of dreams, captivating hearts, and inspiring dreams of their own.

A smile played at the corners of his lips as he leaned in closer, his voice a soft murmur. “Are you enjoying yourself so far?” wondered Will as he carefully tucked a wayward strand of hair back in place. “By the way, did I mention that you look gorgeous? I love your hair.”

“I am.” Her smile mirrored his own and she tilted her head slightly, appreciating the sincerity in his words. "Thank you," she added. "I wanted to try something different, and I'm glad you like it."

Their eyes locked, a gentle warmth filling the space between them. EmJaye's heart fluttered, affection swirling within her. The desire to kiss Will was undeniable, an unspoken longing in the air.

But before their lips sealed in that tender moment, a familiar voice broke the spell. "Hey, lovebirds! Mind if I join the party?"

Startled, EmJaye and Will turned to find Chris Pratt, grinning mischievously, making his way toward them. They exchanged a knowing glance, a combination of amusement and mild frustration dancing in their eyes.

"Chris, always finding a way to interrupt," Will chuckled, releasing EmJaye from his embrace, though their hands remained intertwined. "Of course, join us."

Chris playfully nudged Will on the shoulder. "Just making sure you're not getting too carried away. We've got interviews to do, buddy."

EmJaye couldn't help but laugh at the banter between the two friends, and she admired the genuine friendship that Will shared with his co-stars.

Following behind Chris, they made their way back to the rest of the group for their interview with Entertainment Weekly.

“I found them, y’all!” announced Chris as he entered the room.

The journalist from Entertainment Weekly greeted them warmly, eager to delve into the world of Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.3 and the dynamic between the cast members.

Will took his seat between Chukwudi and Maria, a smile playing on his lips as he glanced at EmJaye who sat away from the cameras, her presence a source of comfort and inspiration. The interview commenced, and the questions flowed seamlessly, drawing out laughter and insightful responses from the cast.

The journalist couldn't help but notice the undeniable chemistry between Will and EmJaye, their stolen glances speaking volumes. Sensing an opportunity, she decided to steer the conversation toward their budding romance.

"So, Will, there have been some rumors swirling about your connection with singer-songwriter EmJaye. Care to shed some light on that?" the journalist asked, a playful glint in her eyes.

Will's smile remained intact, but a subtle shift in his demeanor indicated a guardedness. He glanced at EmJaye, a mix of affection and protectiveness shining in his eyes. "I understand the interest, but I prefer to keep my personal life private," he replied, his tone polite yet firm.

EmJaye admired Will's commitment to safeguarding their relationship from prying eyes, and understanding the importance of maintaining a balance between their public and private lives.

The interviewer nodded, understanding Will's boundaries. "Fair enough, Will. Let's shift gears then and talk about your experience filming Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.3. What can fans expect from the film?"

The conversation flowed seamlessly from that point on, with the cast members delving into their characters, the intricate storyline, and the excitement of being part of such a beloved franchise. EmJaye beamed with pride as she listened to Will's passionate descriptions and watched his enthusiasm light up the room.

After an exhilarating day at Comic Con, EmJaye and Will found themselves in each other's company. Their connection had deepened, and they craved a quiet moment away from the hustle and bustle, deciding to head out for a romantic dinner. They approached a quaint Filipino restaurant tucked away on a charming street, the scent of delicious cuisine wafted through the air, enticing their senses. Will held the door for EmJaye, and she walked inside.

The ambiance was cozy and inviting, with soft lighting and intimate seating arrangements. They were greeted warmly by the restaurant staff and led to a private table adorned with flickering candles. They settled into their seats, their eyes sparkling with anticipation.

An attentive waiter soon approached, presenting them with menus filled with delectable dishes. Will chose to try the chef's special, a flavorful fusion of local ingredients, while EmJaye opted for a vegetarian delicacy that caught her eye.

As they awaited their meals, they engaged in lighthearted repartee, effortlessly transitioning from the joys and challenges of their respective careers to their dreams and aspirations. When their meals arrived, they delighted in the exquisite flavors that danced on their tongues, savoring every bite. The food served as a backdrop to their conversation, adding to the richness of the evening.

Will reached across the table, his hand gently grazing EmJaye's, his eyes sparkling with adoration. "This has been such a perfect day," he confessed, his voice filled with genuine warmth.

EmJaye smiled, her heart brimming with happiness. "I couldn't agree more. Thank you for this beautiful experience," she replied with gratitude.

EmJaye and Will’s lips drew closer for a passionate kiss, yet the familiar buzzing of their phones shattered the peacefulness of the evening. They reluctantly pulled away, their brows furrowing in confusion.

Her eyes widened as she read the message from her publicist, her heart racing. "Will, you won't believe this," she whispered, her voice tinged with disbelief.

"What is it?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

EmJaye held up her phone, showing him the tweet and an article that had just been published by People Magazine. A rush of emotions washed over them as they saw the headline, "EmJaye and Will's Blossoming Romance: Caught in a Moment of Passion at Comic Con!"

Their breath caught in their throats as they stared at the photo accompanying the article — a stolen shot of their kiss, captured by a stealthy paparazzo. The world had caught a glimpse of their private moment, and they were thrust into the spotlight in a way they hadn't expected.

Will broke the silence. "Well, I guess the cat's out of the bag," he said, his voice laced with a touch of irony. "We knew this would happen eventually, but it's still a shock."

"This can't be happening," EmJaye murmured, her voice trembling. "It's surreal seeing our private moments exposed like this.”

Will's hand found hers again, offering support and reassurance. "I know, sweetheart. It's overwhelming, but we'll get through this together."

After the initial shock subsided, they realized that they would have to face the consequences of their newfound exposure. They understood that their personal lives would now be scrutinized, analyzed, and speculated upon by the media and the public.

Exhaling a deep breath, EmJaye looked into Will's eyes, determination shining through. "No matter what happens, we'll stay true to ourselves," she vowed, her voice filled with resolve.

Will nodded, his grip on her hand tightening. "Absolutely. Our relationship is built on trust and honesty. We won't let outside forces define us."

With their phones still buzzing with messages and notifications, they made a silent pact to confront the situation together. Their publicists would guide them through the storm, but EmJaye and Will would hold onto their connection, staying grounded amidst the chaos.

Hand in hand, they left the restaurant, ready to face the challenges that lay ahead. The world may have discovered their romance, but EmJaye and Will knew that their love was worth protecting.

TO BE CONTINUED....

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