Needy

you were a nervous wreck

peter had gone on a mission and you had yet to hear from him since he told you that they arrived at the warehouse where the mission took place. he was usually very quick to let you know when he was on his way back and give you updates, but you haven’t heard a word.

Mine

Warnings- unedited, unprotected sex, creampie, possessiveness and obsession. No use of Y/N, Peter kinda forces himself into reader.

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Peter couldn’t take it anymore. How all these guys in your life treated you, and how you just let them. But he loved how you would run to him and cry in his arms. He loved how vulnerable you got around him.

He hated how much he loved you. The way you would get all flustered when someone would compliment you in the slightest bit. Or when his hands would brush against yours. He knew everything about you. He always watched you. No matter what you were doing. He made sure you were okay. How you would call him in the middle of the night to rant about something, and how you would sneak into his house to cuddle because you couldn’t fall asleep.

Peter loved everything about you. He had a whole shrine , a collection of you. Photos he took from his camera. You were beautiful. So beautiful you caught the attention of many guys. And he hated that. He wanted you all to himself. But it seemed that day would never come . His so called best friend got to you first. Peter tried to confess to you countless times, but he always chickened out. So Harry took it as an opportunity to steal you from him. Harry was handsome, rich, funny, no doubt you would say yes to when he asked you out. It also helped that you have been friends since forever.

He hated your relationship with Harry, at first it was sweet, he loved hearing you rant about little things in your relationship and how happy you were. But things started to take a turn. Harry started being an ass, you would run to Peter and cry to him about all the things Harry did, all the things he would say and do that mad you angry. Peter loved it , he loved how your relationship was terrible and he would add in how terrible Harry was and how you should break up with him. But you never would, you cared too much, you always do.

But this, this was Peter’s last straw. Harry was cheating on you with some hot blonde from Italy.

Of course Peter knew, but he didn’t wanna tell you himself, he wanted you to find out and come crawling to him.

“Peter”, you cried out knocking on his window.

Peter quickly let you in and you clung to his chest and cried. “Hey , hey what’s wrong?” He asked hoping his prayers have been answered. “Harry and I broke up.” Peter wipes your tears , “Why you guys were so Happy” He silently smiled. “Apparently not happy enough for him, he cheated on me” You smiled through the tears. “I walked into his room for our Friday night movie dates like we do every week, I brought snacks and everything, and there he was and some blonde chick on top of him,” You wipe your tears look up at Peter. “Did you know about this,” You ask him. Peter shakes his head, “Of course not, I had to idea about any of this, you guys seemed so happy.” He lifts up your chin. “I’ll tell you what, we can have your movie date here okay, just me and you.” Peter smiles.

You and Peter lay on the bed in each other’s arms watching a movie. Peters sits up and calls out your name. You turn towards him. “I just, there’s something I’ve needed to say to you for a while.” You tilt your head curiously , “Okay well, spit it out ”. Peter takes a deep breath, he was finally gonna do it, “ We’ve been friends for like ever, and I need to say that , Well I love you” You smile at him, “ I love you too Peter.” Peter shakes his head, “ No not like that, you don’t love me the way I love you,” he gets closer to you. “Oh” you whisper as he grips your thigh pulling you closer to him, if any closer your lips would touch. “ I just couldn’t stand all these years of all these guys not treating you right, you know I was gonna confess to you but Harry stole you from me. I’m sick and tired of not being able to have you , not being able to love you.” You blink in shock, he leans in to kiss you but you back away.

“ Peter, I just broke up with my boyfriend, who is your best friend, and you try to make a move on me.” You spoke in disbelief. “ I know but-“ Peter tried to say, “ No Peter, I can’t do this with you, not to Harry, not today.” You shook your head. Peter furrowed his brows, “ But he cheated on you, please, I just wanna make you feel good.” He pulls you back towards him and flips himself on top. He leans down and presses soft kisses to your neck. “ Just let me show you how good I can make you feel, how much I love you” He whispers in your ear. “Peter,” you whisper. He locks his lips onto yours. He caresses your face and deepens the kiss, “Please” he pleads. You look up at him and eventually nod your head yes.

Peter smiles and places his lips onto yours, his hands gently moving around your body. He makes his way down to the waist band of your shorts and slips his hand underneath and starts circling your clit. You gasp at his touch. Peter moved his hand down to your entrance and started pumping his fingers in. You let out a soft moan as Peter starts kissing and biting your neck. “ So pretty ,” He says , picking up some speed in his fingers. You try to hold on your moans. Peter pulls his fingers away and grabs your face. “ Don’t hold back your moans baby, I wanna hear you” you nod your head as a response.

You look up at him as he takes unbuckles his pants and takes out his length. Your mouth agape and he smirks. He brushes his thumb over your lips as he pushes himself into your core. Moans escaping both of your mouths from the feeling. He looks you in the eye waiting for your approval to move and you smile. He begins to thrust in and out. Heavy breaths and grunts escape from his mouth. You don’t hold back your moans of pleasure as he lifts up your waist fucking you deeper. You moan out searching for something to grab on. “ Fuck Baby, you feel so good, My sweet girl” he praises. He drops his hands from your waist. “ Turn around” he says . And you do so. His hands roam your body and he slaps your ass. He places a hand on your ass and rubs his dick on your entrance. “ My pretty girl” he says as he slips back inside.

The sound your skin slapping together fills the room.

You grip the bed sheets as he pushes your head down into the pillow. Moans escaping from your lips and praises from his. “My gorgeous girl, your doing so good for me, taking me so well”. Tears form in your eyes from how hard he’s thrusting, “ Harry never fucked you like this, he never loved you like this.” Peter yanked your head back and gripped your chin. “ Harry never made you feel good like this huh.” You shake your head and try to get the words out but you can’t .

Peter's hand makes it’s way back to your clit as he pounds into you. You smile in pleasure and moan as he circles around one more time, releasing your orgasm.

Peter smiled. He had finally won. He was the one. Making you cum, he was the one with his dick deep inside you making you moan like crazy. He was the one watching the way your ass bounced against his dick. He leaned his head back as he came inside and pulled out. Watching his seed drip out.

And he was the one who got to fill you up. He had won.

THE FRIENDLY GHOST - ghostbur x gn!reader

warning - death, swearing

dove's note - inspired by casper falling in love with kat.

Y/n stood outside, gathering a pumpkin and sugar for their pie. The wind blew behind them and the gate closed, signalling someone’s presence. Y/n sat up, staring at the gate, thinking Tommy had arrived- but it wasn’t him. They dropped their shovel, standing up slowly to see a transparent version of Wilbur.

“Wil?” They asked, walking over to the ghost, he looked at them. “I am not Wilbur, I am ghostbur. You’re Y/n, correct?” He asked, they nodded- at a loss for words. “Yes.” They said, smiling nervously. “I am Wilbur’s ghost, you see. I have a few of his memories and knowledge, I have remembered a bit of you.” He said, they flushed, looking away from him. “What do you remember?” Y/n asked, moving to their garden, lifting the pumpkin up and to their backdoor.

Touchy

your fans notice how you and Wilbur show friendly affection

fem!reader x cc! Wilbur

Requested? Yes | No

“I’m back again with another Wilbur request- (which im so sorry if i make too many-) What about a very touchy Fem!Reader who hugs Wilbur a lot and also very randomly. Also, reader and wilbur aren't in a relationship yet but they're both quite smitten with eachother -🍄”

warnings: cursing (a lot), one (1) innuendo

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“Hello YouTube,” the blonde boy says, waving at his camera, “today we are going to be doing something very spooky.”

“Because it’s spooky season!” you cheer, leading him to pan the camera over to you and the rest of your friends who you’d brought along with you.

George laughed, “it’s literally not even the second week of September, I don’t think we’ve reached spooky season yet.”

You pout as Ranboo declares, “spooky season is whenever we say it is.”

Wilbur and Tubbo chuckle, the former wrapping his arm loosely around your waist. Tommy rolled his eyes, focusing the camera back onto himself, “we are going through a haunted house.”

While Tommy went into his subscriber reel, you wrapped your arms around Wilbur, hugging into his chest. He chuckled, “scared already?”

You glared up at him, “no, I’m just making sure you have enough positive energy before we go in so that youdon’t get scared, loser.”

With a smile, he nodded, “ahh, yes, of course. All of your positive energy will protect me from demons.”

Never Again

fem!reader x cc! Wilbur

Warnings: self harm, light gore, discussion of depression

Requested? Yes | No

A/N: please please please don't read if this could be triggering for you! This is a very sensitive topic and if you are struggling with sh or depression or anything similar, please talk to someone. If you need a stranger to rant to, my messages and inbox are always open. This is a judgement free zone and only love and support is allowed here :)

Also, to make it clear: this fic is not meant to glorify sh or depression in any way. I know that some people just need a comfort fic, so I'm providing that. If you feel that this work is offensive or harmful, please let me know and I will take it down.

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If you keep looking at me like that

some fluffy Wilbur brain rot for your souls to feed on!

Warnings: none!

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Despite the chaos you both typically liked to cause, it had been a pretty relaxed day for you and Wilbur. You had come over to his in the morning and used his kitchen to make your breakfast.

“I’m out of food at mine,” you giggled when he complained, knowing better than to argue with you.

You’d been friends for quite some time, so this wasn’t exactly weird for you. And maybe there was food at your house, but he certainly didn’t need to know that.

Truthfully he’d been busy the past few days and you’d barely gotten to see him. You were going through Wilbur withdrawals, so you made up a white lie to spend more time with him.

And maybe you’d missed him more than a friend should miss a friend, but you’d never admit that to anyone, even though it was blatantly obvious to anyone who knew the both of you that you harbored more than friendly feelings towards each other. You both chose to ignore them, not wanting your friendship to change and too afraid of rejection to even consider the possibility.

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Not Her

you just want George to look at you like he looks at her.

gn! Reader x George

requested yes | no

prompt 19

warnings: cursing, angst, ambiguous ending (pt 2 maybe???)

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I’ll be here when you land

George’s text filled your screen just as you went to turn on airplane mode. You sent him one last text before the plane took off,

Taking off now. See you soon!

You couldn’t calm the butterflies erupting in your stomach before the plane even began to move. Just the thought of seeing George in person made you giddy. You’d been saving for months to afford the trip, and now it was finally here.

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STARSTRUCK | professor!techno

. ˚₊ 🪀꒱ prof!techno x teacher assistant!reader

━━━ . ˚₊ ꒱ by DREAMWVRLD

‘series masterlist’ | ‘taglist’

. ˚₊ 🪀꒱ a/n: have you missed me?😍 i’ve settled into uni now, so you deserve some starstruck goodness. oh boy does it get good from here… weekly chapter resuming from now! <3

“DO you think he’ll get down on one knee during the lecture today?” Wilbur’s voice excitedly spits out another awful and far-fetched scenario, causing a groan to rip from the back of your throat.

After the moment in the library with Technoblade, you found it hard to come up with excuses for his behaviour. But even more so, you found it hard to make excuses for your own.

With all the signs pointing towards your colleague subtly (and sometimes not-so-subtly) trying to flirt with you, it was becoming more and more difficult to be around him without your stomach combusting into fits of butterflies.

A notion that your new best friend was having much fun reminding you of.

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Attrition (P1)

Summary: You try to be okay for Tommy’s sake. It’s hard with Ghostbur around. (Or: You, Tommy, and Ghostbur build a snowman. You tell Tommy you’re leaving the SMP. Neither of these things go well, somehow.)

Warnings: Mention of death, depression & disassociation, intrusive thoughts, auditory overload

Notes: Sorta ambiguous Ghostbur x Reader, past Wilbur x Reader. Tommy & Reader. Prequel to Inevitable. There’s fluff in this one but it’s still angst. This took so long and it’s only the first part I’m so sorry. 7.2k!

and i'd give up forever to touch you

extra chapter. all i can breathe is your life.

Summary: It's discount, disco Tuesday and you've decided to drag Wilbur along too!

~3.4k words. masterlist.