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Happiness Will Come To You.
when tho
When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March
reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!
I reblogged this last year and I hung out with blink-182 backstage on March 30. Reblogging again because it worked the first time.
honestly, last year one of the best days of my life happened in late March
hi. um I’m not dead hehe
I decided I’ll try to get back into writing cause I kinda left it for various reasons but I guess I’m back now
please love me again even though I was dead for months hehe
also feel free to dm me I seriously need friends
Prompt: “I’m sorry.”
Pairing: mcu Pietro Maximoff x Reader
A/N: Guess who finally got around to watching Age of Ultron! It sucked! but a certain silver-haired speedster is now everything to me oops
Here’s some half-assed fic I wrote in an effort to get my feet wet. I hope y’all enjoy! If you do, please tell me!! slighty nsfw?
“Mmph, Pietro…Go to sleep.”
Your voice, muffled by the pillow you have your faced pressed into, falls onto deaf ears. You haven’t opened your eyes yet, but you know it’s too early for anyone to be up. The speedster behind you, however, is a live-wire; full of taut, vibrating energy. You had gone to bed last night alone, which isn’t an unusual occurrence. Pietro often wanders around the compound, trying to tire himself out enough to join you. You thought he had when he slipped into bed around 4:30, however he’s been awake and jittering next to you since laying down.
“’M trying, but I can’t…too distracted.” His breath is hot against the shell of your ear and it makes goosebumps prickle on the skin of your arm and back. You don’t have to look at him to picture the pleased, smug look on his face as a muscular arm snakes its way around your middle, tugging you backwards until your flush with his chest. You whine and bat away his hands halfheartedly, burying your face further into the duvet, ignoring the way it smells like him, just like everything else.
He’s persistent, a warm and callused palm moving to rest innocently on your hip. It remains there for a few beats, but when he doesn’t get the reaction he wants out of you, his fingers travel slightly upwards and underneath the band of your panties. Pietro feels the way your breath hitches and smiles against your shoulder, every move methodical and setting you further on edge. You’re about to look over your shoulder when his fingers pinch the waistband and lift up slowly. He holds them there and you know what’s about to happen before it does, the first syllable of his name making its way out of your mouth before it’s replaced by a sharp gasp, the quiet and sharp SNAP of the elastic hitting your skin resounding throughout the room. Pietro’s hand rubs away the sting and he quirks an eyebrow at you when you look over your shoulder to gawk at him, doing his best not to laugh.
“Got your attention, da?”
You scowl at him, your cheeks flushed and hot. He knows exactly the kind of effect he’s having on you right now and it makes you want to kiss him just as much as it makes you want to kick him out of bed.
“I’m sorry.” He coos, pouting, tone teetering on the edge of playful condescension. You huff and roll over to face him, placing a hand on his chest as you close your eyes, snuggling closer to the warmth and comfort he provides.
“Either you finish what you started or get out of bed.”
Summary: After dancing around each other for months, Pietro tries to take the next step Warnings: language
It was too early to be training.
Technically it was 7:23 and the rest of your team had been awake for nearly an hour.
It was still too early to be training.
“(Y/n),” Wanda called softly when you walked – stumbled – into the training room. “Good morning?”
“Well, it is morning, vrăjitoare,” you said, beginning to pile your hair onto your head and away from your eyes. She smiled as you used her language, knowing your mother had grown up in Sokovia. Although you only remembered the country through a hail of bullets, it had brought you closer to the twins.
Summary: You use a jealous Pietro’s ignorance to your own advantage to get him to admit your relationship Warnings: swearing, almost smut A/N: I was reading through old requests at 1:00 because I couldn’t sleep and this happened #sorrynotsorry
“You’ve been fucking each other for how long now?”
“Four months, three weeks, and five days,” you answered Natasha’s question, taking another sip of your drink and running your hand across your face in an attempt to conceal your embarrassment.
“And neither of you are fucking anyone else?”
“No,” you said, pressing your lips together and regretting your existence. Natasha had caught you sneaking from his room early Thursday morning, your hair a mess and your shorts in your hand. “Neither I nor Piet are fucking anyone else, Nattie.”
“Yet no one knows and neither of you will admit you’re together?”
Fluffy Peter Parker blurb? Maybe a cute date where they go to Disneyland together and then ends with them cuddling and watching a film at night with ice cream and making out?
From Blurb night
The day was spent walking around Disneyland land with your boyfriend for a school trip and hanging out with all your friends. This was the best date for the two of you, you could just hold hands and be happy without a care in the world.
Now the two of you were back in the hotel room with an old Disney movie playing and snacks scatted, although that didn’t matter right now. What mattered was peter being on top of you with his hand slowly creeping up your shirt.
“Peter,” you moaned as he moved down to your neck. “What if we get caught?” You ask and he shakes his head.
“We won’t, they have to knock first and I’ll just hid under the bed.” He tells you as he finds your sweet spot and starts to suck on it.
“That tickles Pete.” You laughed a little trying to push him off.
“Really?” He asks as he starts to tickle your sides and kiss at the spot where it tickles. “Because I think you love it.”
You squrim under him becoming a laughing mess as he now places kisses all over your face making you almost turn red.
“I love you.” You hold his face and he looks at you softly before responding.
“I love you too.” He says as he rolls off of you, “come on, let’s finish this and go to sleep. I’ll sneak out in the morning.” He tells you pulling you into his side. For the rest of the night you and him watched the movie until you fell asleep cuddled up next to each other.
can you do “you always duck away when you smile” with mob!tom?
Every time tom made you smile or blush or anything you looked away, you were wrapped around the mobsters fingers just like he was yours. So when you sat on his lap in his office it was no different.
“You look so beautiful like this.” He stared at you. You smile as you look down avoiding eye contact. “You always duck away when you smile. Look at me, I want to see my pretty girl.” He grabbed your chin and gently held you up to look at him.
“Shut up.” You dropped your smile and he was now the one smiling. “It’s nearly 1am, we should be in bed but you have to do work and I’m wearing sweatpants and an old shirt, do not tell me I’m your pretty girl.” You say and he pouts a little.
“But you are a pretty girl.” He moves your hair to plant a kiss on your neck. “You’re my pretty girl.”
You do the thing again where you duck away and he pulls you back trying to get more. “Thomas finish your work.” You try and say in your sternest voice but he looks back now slightly turned on.
“I liked that.” He winked at you and you rolled your eyes as he went back to typing on his computer.
“Just finish up before I fall asleep on that couch.” You point over to the leather couch and He shrugs.
In less then an hour you find yourself being carried to bed by tom and laid down on a comfy mattress to be cuddled throughout the night by your boyfriend.
can you do “I called you because I can’t fall asleep” with mob!tom please? btw i love your work!!
Your hands moved around the bed as you searched for tom but groaned when you felt he wasn’t there. Tom promised that he’d be done with all his work by 10:00 yet now it was nearing 1am. You didn’t like being by yourself in the large room in these hours of the night.
You reached over to your phone and went to his office phone number, you knew his personal cell phone would be off because it caused distractions.
“Hello?” He asked, his voice was tired too and you wished he’d just come up to bed.
“Do you wanna know what time it is?” You rubbed your eyes. You heard him sigh when he found out it was just your voice.
“No darling, enlighten me.” His voice laced with attitude.
“Nearing one in the morning, now you wanna know why I called?” You now had the attitude in your voice.
“Why Love?” He asked groaning a little trying to keep himself awake.
“I called you because I can’t fall asleep.” You feel as if you were to cry. You just wanted your boyfriend back.
“I’ll be done in a momen—“ you flopped down on the bed and shook your head.
“No tom, no, I want you up here now or else I’m locking the door and not letting you in and you can sleep in that damn office.” You tell him sternly, you can hear him packing up his stuff.
“Give me a second darling.” He softly says before hanging up. In less then 5 minuets tom came stumbling in with his suit half off and his eyes bloodshot red, you knew the only things keeping him awake were cigarettes and whisky,
“Come here.” You reaches out. He took off the suit only being in his underwear before flopping down on the bed and practically falling asleep in your arms.
mob!tok realising he’s in love with the reader?
Blurb night!(continued)
“One more kiss.” He holds your face as you smile into the last kiss before you have to leave.
“Tom my shift starts in thirty minutes and it takes forty minutes to get there.” You giggle as he pulls you in again.
“I’m just going to miss you all day, work is boring here when it’s just me.” He smiles, you had one thing that no one else in this world had, to make tom holland soft.
“Tom I’ll be back by dinner time.” You you with his soft curls.
“Too long,” He kisses you again. “Let’s go out tonight.” He offers and you sigh before playing with his buttons.
“You spoil me, let’s stay in.” You touch his cheek before you try and leave his grasp.
“One more?” He asked and you complied leaning in and giving him one more kiss.
“Bye holland.” You have a wink before you turned around to leave. You opened the door and Harrison came in smiling at you before you turned the corner to leave.
“You’re mush mate, absolute mush. You’re so in love with her it’s almost painful to watch.” Harrison takes a seat in one of the maroon leather chairs before tom rolls his eyes. But Harrison was right, tom was absolutely in love with you and he didn’t know why or how but he loved you.
“Be quite at least I have a girl.” Tom came over to his desk and took a seat.
“Yeah, I have one too.” Harrison looked up before giving a smirk. “I have one every other night.” He jokes and tom just ignores him. His mind goes back to you and how much he loved seeing you smile and how your eyes crinkled when you dud.
“Stop that! I can practically hear you thinking about her!” Harrison throws a pen at him and tom snaps out of his thoughts.
“Shut up before I shoot your brains out.”
it’s just me and you here
me and you
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Loop earring genius (stark & avenger!reader)
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Hello gorgeous (Soulmate au)
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Scarf (oops not done)
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it’s the year 2077 & you’re at a nightclub in tokyo with your best friend, you’re both on the run from a group of rebels but you feel safe in this little neon corner of nowhere so when a robot waiter offers you a strawberry daiquiri you accept it you’re a tourist on mars & you’re trying to contact home but the signal is really crappy so you just end up buying yourself an icecream sundae & waiting in this strange alien queue to buy an interstellar sim card you’re in a small virginian town that was wiped off the map several years ago housesitting for a mysterious neighbor when you find a secret passageway in their library, you have no idea where it leads but you’re curious to take a look you’re in victorian england & you’re walking down a path adorned with the warm aureate glow of gaslights & it’s snowing softly & you have your hands buried deep in your coat pockets while somewhere in the distance, someone announces that the queen is dead you meet god at a gas station at 3.03 am & he asks you if you want to go for a motorcycle ride with him & when you say yes he warns you that he’s about to introduce you to things you can never unknow
you’re in love with a ghost who shows up in all your household mirrors & keeps turning off the kitchen light but one night you realize that you’re the one that’s been doing all the haunting it’s a rehab centre for celestial beings, where angels with dying halos flitter past & talk to you of stars, you love working this job, learning about the woes of a dozen flighty beings, & they endow you with their strength & light in return you’re stuck in a time loop inside of a 80′s horror flick and your entire world feels like it’s glitching around you nothing is real except for your strange lover with eyes like moonlight calling you to come back to bed you’re at an island at midnight all by yourself, the night sky is so clear the sea reflects the star-matted sky, a salty breeze lifts your hair, you breathe in deep & dream of someone beautiful coming to your rescue
xtras: hotmess / midyouth crisis / mud puppy / lucid dreaming
“ja geil” is german for “thanks i hate it”
Spider-Man: Into the Spider Verse Soundtrack
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Mods are asleep post forbidden tits
Huh
Perfectly balanced as all things should be…
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