Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader
Synopsis: you trick Tom into thinking you did something crazy for a lollypop
You gave the camera a thumbs up as Tom got back in the car.
“Hey baby.” Tom threw the grocery bag in the back and leaned in to kiss you.
“Hi.” You smiled at him. “You’re not gonna believe what happened while you were inside.”
“What happened?” Tom wondered.
Last updated: 2020/04/25
Being pregnant with Pete’s baby “I saw an interview with Pete recently saying he wants to be a dad and that made my heart go 💥💕 so I was wondering if you could please do something about being pregnant with Pete’s baby??? Thank you!!” (04/25)
IMAGINE „Could I please request a ‘Dating ______ would include:’ bullet point headcanon for Colson, Dom and Pete respectively? I love your writing; thank you 🖤” (04/11) 100+ notes
IMAGINE “another leap of adoration and admiration for pete davidson came up. would you please do fake texts where pete and y/n plan an outdoor activity for just two of them, please?” (03/25)
IMAGINE ‘Please write more about Pete! I love this guy so much and your imgines about him give me much joy! 💕’ (04/13)
IMAGINE ‘I would LOOOVEEEE more Pete instaposts 💜💜💜’ (04/05)
IMAGINE ‘Hey! do you write for Pete?’ & 'So whenever you have time could you write something cute about dating Pete cause he is so cute and I think he deserves all the love in the world’ (03/21)
(the main masterlist)
IMAGINE - you lowkey admitting to the world you are a couple with Colson.
Summary: May gets Peter a camera for his birthday, and ever since then he can’t stop taking pictures of you. He always kept them in a box in his room, but one day someone finally finds them.
Warning: SMUT, fluff, language
Word Count: 4.1 K
A/N: Okay I’m sorry guys, just bare with me. I’ll open requests soon, it’s just I’ve got a lot of work and i don’t have a lot of time to just sit and write. But stay with me ;) Also if anyone finds a way for me to post smut on another link that won’t get taken down my tumbler, please hit me up!
Peter clicked the shutter button, capturing your pose. He continued to take pictures of you doing random stuff.
“What’s interesting about Chemistry homework Peter?” You asked, as Peter put the Polaroid down on your desk, letting the picture appear gradually.
“Nothing, but its you who’s doing it and you look beautiful,” Peter answers, sitting in front of you and continuing to snap pictures.
“I’m wearing sweats and hoodie,” you reply, as you look back down at your work.
“Your beautiful no matter what,” Peters says smiling brightly. Your cheeks heat up at Peters words and you lean in giving your boyfriend a kiss.
“Your cliche,” You mumble into his lips, Peter smiles against you.
“Anyways, I also need pictures for photography class.” He scoots back in front of you as you let out a whine, missing his touch.
“Can you just hold me,” You say, sounding a little too needy. Peter couldn’t help but laugh, your lips forming into a pout.
“One kiss,” he says, putting his camera aside and crawling back to you. He sits in front of you, his hands cupping you cheeks. You sit up a little, so that your back his straight against your bed. Peter leans in, connecting his lips to your soft ones. His tongue moves against your bottom lip, swiping across. You open your mouth, letting Peter slip his tongue in. A quiet moan escapes your lips. His hands slip under your hoodie, holding your bare waist, going up a little. Your arms come around Peters neck, pulling him down, closer to you. But before anything else could happen, Peter pulls away with a soft laugh. “Let’s stop here before we get off track.”
Peter tries to pull away, but you hold on tight. Peter laughs at your neediness, and kisses your neck. Your eyes close, as you feel Peters lips. God they were so soft and gentle and wet. “Baby, you have to finish your work, and I have to take pictures.” Peter continues to kiss around your neck, you letting out heavy breathes. But soon he snaps out of the trance that is you, and pulls away. You whine as Peters hands slip out of your hoodie and move back to his camera. You give him an annoyed look.
“Come on angel, we can do this later. Let’s just finish.” Peter says, moving into a comfortable position to take pictures.
“Fine.” You huff, laying on your stomach as you look back down at your chemistry textbook.
A few minutes past, and the feeling between your legs won’t go away. Peter moves to your desk, spreading the pictures he took of you, smiling at them as he did. That’s when you finally thought of a genius plan.
Peter comes back sitting in his spot. That’s when you start.
“Hey Peter?” You say sitting up. Peter umms a yes, not setting the camera down as he continued to snap pictures. “Is it hot in here?”
“No, not really,” he answers not thinking twice about it. You take your bottom lip between your teeth as you lift your hoodie over your head, leaving you in just your bra. You see Peters breathe hitch in his throat. The camera comes down, as he begins to stutter.
“W-what are you doing?” You shrug, looking back down at your work.
“It was just getting hot.” You look up at him through your lashes, his camera was on his lap and not up by his eye. “Is that alright?” Peter stutters more.
“Y-yea, t-that’s just-just fine,” he lifts the camera back up to his eye, as he takes a big gulp. Peters eyes couldn’t help but trace over your body. He found himself admiring the way your sweats hanged loosely on your hips, and the way your hair came perfectly around your shoulders, just drawing attention to your breasts.
You shifted again, this time leaning against your bed, discreetly pushing your chest out. Peter licks his lips. That’s when you move to the next step. You lift your hips off the ground, tugging your sweats down your legs until they were fully off.
Peter froze. “Y/n?”
“Yes?” You answer, as you look at Peter with pure innocence.
“N-nothing,” Peter says quickly. You look down trying to hide the smirk forming on your lips. You then lay down your stomach, Peter still in front. You wanted Peter to catch on what you were wearing. And he does. His eyes look over at your ass, you were wearing his favorite red thong, unexpectedly. Peter hasn’t taken one picture, since you’ve taken your pants off.
“Your not taking pictures?” Peters eyes quickly go to meet yours.
“O-oh y-yea,” you sit up slowly, letting your cleavage show as you get up. You sit on your knees, your head cocking to the side a little. Peter finally got to see the full piece clear as day. You were wearing the whole set, he didn’t really notice because of all your moving but now that you were sitting up, he saw it all.
“Hey Peter? Don’t you need some pictures of people posing? Not just random shots?” Peters eyes lingered on your body but ultimately looking at your eyes again. He nodded slowly, knowing exactly what you were thinking. “I can pose for you. If you want?” Your voice low, and seductive.
“Y-yea,” Peter says as he shifted in his position. As Peter moved a little, your eyes flickered down to the very, clear and evident bulge growing. You licked your lips, as you stood up.
“I’m going to lay on the bed. Ok?” You say turning around and swaying your hips as you made your way to the bed.
“Ye-yea o-ok.” Peter didn’t move an inch, his body frozen as you crawled on the bed, finally laying in the middle. You wait a couple seconds before turning to Peter.
“You coming?” Peter quickly gets up, pulling at his pants a little. He moves to the end of the bed, holding his camera up. “So what should I do?” You rest back on your elbows, your legs crossed at the ankles, and your eyes staring straight into Peters.
“A-anything,” you nod, laying side ways on the bed. Peter starts taking pictures, one after the other. You then move your hands up, entangling themselves in your hair. Peter moves around the bed, trying to get every angle, and finding the best lighting. Your roll around in the bed, giving Peter different poses, every now and then you’d bit your lips, and look down at his cock, making people shiver. Then you start to pose sitting on your knees, your legs spread apart and hands on the waistband of your thong.
“Fuck baby,” Peter says under his breathe. You look down, Peter harder then ever, and that’s when you move on with your plan. You stay in that position, your hands coming around your back, unclipping your bra. Peters fingers freeze, lowering the camera slightly. He watches as you let the straps fall down your arms, and throwing it aside. His eyes go over your erect nipples, just thinking of sucking them.
You then move into a different pose, Peter continues to snap pictures of you, but his boner making him uncomfortable. Every new pose your in, makes Peter want you more and more. And that was your plan. Finally your on the last step of your devilish plan. You lay against your headboard, lifting your hips up, and slowly slipping the thong down your legs. You move slow and careful, your eyes looking into Peters. And when the thong is off, you spread your legs out, as your finger trail down your heat. Dipping your finger into your core, you let out a quiet moan, which sends Peter to take his last photo.
“Fucking hell baby!” He slings his camera over his head, placing it on your nightstand, jumping on the bed. His body settles between you legs, his lips attaching to your nipple right away. Your head falls back as Peter sucks and bites on your nipple. You hold his head close to your chest as he moves to your other breast. You let out a moan, making Peter eyes shoot up. He quickly sits up, getting his sweater over his head then standing on top of the bed. He shakes out of his pants and boxers. His cock, twitching and you could already see the pre-cum forming at the head.
“Look what you did to me,” You smile up at Peter, as he sits down again.
“I was just posing,” You say teasingly. Peter lays you back down on the bed, as he kisses your neck, sucking on your sweet spot and grinding against you.
“Fuck Peter.” You moan as you buck your hips up, needing him. Peter let’s out a laugh, as he brings his face close to yours.
“So needy,” Peter says as he lowers himself down your body.
“Please,” You say quietly. Peter hands rubs your sides as he takes a bold lick up your folds. He then slips his tongue between your folds, sucking roughly on your clit, your hands holding his curls. He then dips his tongue into your core, as he tongue-fucked you. The feeling sent shivers through your body, bucking your hips up. Peter held your waist, pushing down a little.
“Stay still angel, I’ve got you.” You nod as Peter goes back to your throbbing pussy.
Soon enough, after a few more flicks of his tongue, you come. Peter takes in all of your sweetness, as he licks around, not living anything behind. Your chest is heaving, Peter coming back up. His thumb wipes the sides of his mouth, licking off what’s left. He then takes your lips into his.
“You taste so good,” he says into your lips. You look up at Peter, eyeing his very hard, very erect cock.
“Can I ride you?” You ask looking back up at Peter. He smiles at you, his cheeks flush.
“Yea.” Peter flips the both of you over, you straddle his torso, leaning down to kiss him. Your lips trail to his neck, taking the time to suck and nibble. Peter holds your ass, as your hands tangle in his hair. You reach over Peter’s head to the nightstand, grabbing a condom, your breasts in his face, Peter gives you a teasing lick on your nipple. You laugh at the gesture coming back and moving back to straddle his thighs. You pumped his cock with your hand then slipping the condom on Peters cock. He then helps you sink down onto him.
“Fuck y/n,” Peter moans, his head falling back against the pillows. That’s when you start to rock your hips, grinding into his dick. Finally picking up the pace. You move up and down his length, Peter holding your waist as you moaned loudly.
“Shit Peter!” Your hair falling to one side. Peter bends his knees, bucking his hips up meeting yours. Your hands hold his chest, moans leaving both your lips. “Ohh fuck Peter, fuck!” You then start to move faster.
“Y/n, shit baby!” The pace giving Peter a better feeling. He was so close, his head thrown back and eyes shut. “B-baby, come for me,” you continue to ride Peters cock. He then brings his fingers to your clit, rubbing rough circles, trying to make you come before he does.
“I’m close-Fuck I’m s-so close-“ You feel the familiar knot in your stomach. Peter continues to thrust up.
“Come for me angel, come all over my cock,” Peters words sending you over the edge. Your head goes back, your hands gripping his shoulder, letting out a throat ripping moan. Peter comes right after you, one hand still holding your waist as the other gripped the bed sheet tightly, so his super strength wouldn’t hurt you.
You both come down from your highs. Peters hands rubbing up and down your thighs as you pushed your hair back, your fingers combing through. The sweat on your skin seemed to glow from what Peter saw and his eyes widen. “Stay there!”
“What?” You hold still, afraid that something bad will happen. But that thoughts out of the window when Peter reaches for his camera. Peter’s soft cock is still inside you, the feeling relaxing. He fixes himself underneath you, tilting the camera up at an angle. The camera frame showing you from your torso up.
“You look breathtaking babe,” he says as he snaps the perfect shot. Peter pulls the paper out placing it on the nightstand. You then drop your hands, as they smooth over his golden chest.
“Thank you Peter.” You say leaning down, so your only inches from his face.
“For what?” His arm wraps around your torso so your chest is flush against his.
“For everything.” Peter smiles and captures your lips. Your noses rubbing together. Peter lifts the camera to the side, as he snaps a picture of the both of you kissing. You pulled away slightly, a teasing smile on your face. “Really had to ruin the moment?”
“It was just a perfect moment, and I wanted to have it forever.” He says with a small pout. You let out a soft laugh kissing his lips again. You then rest your head in the crook of his neck closing your eyes and wrapping your arms around his torso. You kissed his neck lovingly, as Peters fingers ran up and down your spin soothingly. “Can I take more pictures of you,” Peter asks softly.
You smile against his neck, “I can’t stop you,” Peter kisses the side of your head as brings the camera up this time snapping a pic of you laying on him. He continues to snap more and more pictures, placing each one on the nightstand. You sit up on his torso, as Peter snapped pictures of you. He cupped your breast, snapping one of his hand holding your breast as you closed your eyes. He also got pictures of you holding your breasts, and of you touching him. He also took many pictures, angled a little further down, showing your whole body, which showed Peter resting inside you.
“You feel so good around me,” Peter says, shifting underneath you. Your cheeks blush.
“Can I take pics of you?” Peter lowers the camera, raising his eyebrows.
“Yea sure,” he hands you his camera, you turn the lense so its angled down at Peter. Peter puts and arm behind his neck, the other ones continuing to rub your thighs.
“You look hot like this,” You say from behind the camera, Peter laughs at your words.
“Like this?” He repeats.
“Yea, your post-sex look is a major turn on.” Peter laughs as he moves both his hands behind his neck, looking up at you with a smirk.
“Is it now?” You roll your eyes, continuing to take pictures.
“Don’t have to be cocky.”
“I’m not being cocky!”
“Yea you are.”
“Fine I am, but that’s because your post-sex look is so much hotter than how I look.” His hands come around his head, dragging his fingertips up your thighs. “Your the hottest girl ever I’ve ever laid eye’s on. And the pictures of you are sexy as hell. Can’t wait to show them to my class.” Your eyes widen, lowering the camera.
“Nonononono, you cant show them the pictures of me, it’ll leak everywhere and what will happen when my dad finds out, and not just that, what about me, Peter! People will think I’m a weird seductive freak-“ Peters head falls back as he laughs. He lifts his body up, so he’s wrapping his arms around your body, his forehead against yours.
“I’m kidding y/n. I’d be damned if I let anyone see my girlfriend with nothing less then a shirt and pants on.” Peter kisses your lips. “Only I get to see all of this.” You smile against Peters lips.
“Ok, I trust you.” Peter kisses your forehead, your eyes closing at the feeling.
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“Parker, where’s your old suit, the one I first made you.” Tony shouted from the hallway. Peter was in the lab fixing his webshooters.
“On my desk, in the third drawer!” He shouted back, still focusing on what’s in front of him. Tony walks to Peters room, going over to his desk. He went to the third drawer opening it, and as like he said, there the suit laid. Tony picked it up examining the old suit, a soft smile on his lips. He was just then about ready to close the drawer before he found an opened box of polaroids underneath.
From the Polaroids he could see, they were cute and funny pictures of you, so he decided to take the whole box out, wanting to see more cute pictures of his daughter. He places the suit on top of the desk, as he collected all the Polaroids in a pile. Tony flipped through the pictures, smiling at Peters skills and the good pictures he’d captured of your laughs and smiles. He knew the two of you were together, he knew Peter was a good kid. But what he didn’t know is what happened in your relationship until now.
Tony froze, a picture of his daughter, with only her bra and sweats on. Tony shook his head, thinking of it as only one picture. Flipping to the next picture finding you wearing the same thing, this time the more he flipped the lesser clothes you had on until it was nothing. He doesn’t see the rest only going to the very end, finding the ones where Peter was holding your breasts, at least it didn’t show your breasts or below your torso, but the overprotective father feeling boiled in Tony. And then when he sees the pictures you took of Peter, showing your thighs straddling his torso, and Peter shirtless rubbing your thighs, he lost it.
Tony forgets about the suit, storming out of the room, moving down the hall. “Y/N IN THE LAB NOW!!” Your head shoots up from your card game with Bucky. You look at Bucky questionly, but he just shrugs, not knowing anything.
“I’ll be back, don’t look at my cards!” You shout, as you jog to your dad’s lab. When you walk in you find your dad standing on the opposite end of the table Peter was working on. You walk up slowly, your eyes furrowed together confused. You notice Peter has the same expression on his face. You turn your attention back to Tony, eyes moving between you and Peter, and one hand behind his back. “What’s up?” Tony doesn’t say a word.
“Mr. Stark you good?” Peter joins in.
“Dad-” Tony takes a step forward, you and Peter on the other side of the table watching him carefully.
“How old are the two of you?” Tony says, not acknowledging what you and Peter had said before.
“Eightteen,” you both answer.
“And what did I say?” You cock your head to the side.
“You say a lot of things dad, you have to be a little more specific.” Tony stares you and Peter down, you notice his chest heave.
“What did I say about sex?” Your eyes widen, and Peter shifts in his position.
“W-what?” Tony rolls his eyes, getting the polaroids from behind his back, dropping them on the table between the three of you. They spread across the table, your eyes widening, at the actual nudes of you and Peter. Peter coughs violently, as his cheeks heat you. You feel yourself turn red, the embarrassment burning through your skin!
“What’s this?! You had sex? You had fucking sex!” Tony points at the both of you with his index fingers. “And you took PICTURES?! YOU TOOK PICTURES WHEN YOU WERE HAVING SEX?!”
“It’s not a big deal dad,” you say, trying your best not to melt right then and there.
“Not a BIG DEAL? YOU GUYS TOOK PICTURES WHEN YOU WERE HAVING SEX!” Tonys hands ran through his hair.
“T-techincally, we took em a-after we had sex,” Your heads snaps to Peter.
“Peter?!” Peter’s face was beat red and Tony could feel his growing anger.
“Why? whywhywhywhywhwhyyyyyyy! Why have sex? Why?” You rub the back of your neck, as you rock on your heels.
“We wanted to, and we’ve been together for almost a nine months now, and I’ve known Peter for like two years, and it’s not like it was our first time doing it together-” Your quickly shuts. Tony’s eyes widen.
“You’ve done it more than once!” Tony turns to Peter, “You did my daughter more than ONCE!” Peter was rubbing his hands together, feeling his sweat build up.
“Y-yea,” Peter answers quietly, finally looking into Tony’s eyes. “But Mr. Stark… I’m not just having sex with y/n because of her- well I mean yea I’m having sex with her because its her, but not because I want her body- wait - no I mean yea I do that’s why we’re having sex because of that reason- but I mean like I’m not just having sex with her and leaving,” Tony cocks his head to the side, confused at Peter’s rambling, “W-what I’m trying to say is that I chose to give her that part of me because…because I-I love her.” Peter eyes turn to look into your wide ones. “I love you y/n.” His voice is soft. Your heart jumps out of your chest. Peter feels his nerves go up to a max, you were quiet, did he scare you, shit he shouldn’t have said that-
You leap into Peters arms, you hold his body close to yours, pulling back with a huge, goofy-smile on your lips. “I love you too Peter,” Peter’s bright, beautiful smile, takes up his face. He leans down connecting your lips. Your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. It was the perfect kiss, his lips against yours and they were so soft and good-
“Hello???” You and Peter pull away, turning to look back at your father. “Not in front of me.” Both your cheeks heat up, “And you guys better be using protection, I don’t need miny Peters and Y/n’s running around.” Tony had to admit it, he loved the both of you. You were his daughter, and Peter was the greatest kid he’s ever met, he couldn’t think of a better couple. Peter nods his head frantically.
“Y-Yea obviously Mr. Stark, we have a lot of condoms, I bought a lot, and I always have one on me, well not like on me on cuz that’s weird but like I keep some in my bag and-” You elbow better in the ribs, he lets out a small groan. Tony shakes his head, as he rubs his face. When he drops his hands, his eyes go back to the polaroids, and quickly look back between the both of you.
“Why take pictures though?” Peter cheeks heat up.
“I-I had to take pictures for photography and um well, after uh, you can say ‘break’, she just looked so beautiful and I wanted to have that memory.” Tony shakes his head, trying to get the image out of his daughter and Peter doing it..
“Take these pictures, I never want to see them.” Peter quickly grabs the pictures. “And you better hide them better, because if these leak they will be everywhere.” Your eyes widen, and you turn to Peter. Tony laughs at the both of you. “Now scam.” Tony turns around going back to his work, shaking his head as the smile on his face can’t seem to get off.
You and Peter run out of the lab, hand and hand.
“You were really just about to expose our sex life like that?” You laugh remembering Peter’s rambling a few seconds ago.
“You know I ramble when I’m nervous or when I think your dad is going to kill me!”
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What about sex in public with e? 😩
“Oh, princess look. *slap* at. *slap* you. *slap*” Ethan’s fingers coming into sudden and abrupt contact with your sensitive swollen clit. He’d had you sitting up on the bench, feet up, spread, revealing your tight – dripping pussy to him in the disabled bathroom of one of his frequently visited brunch spots, bluestone lane. His hand wrapping around your throat, applying heavy pressure just the way you liked it as he looked into your lust filled eyes that were begging him to fuck you senseless.
“is this want you wanted? To be fucked like the little slut you are? God your lucky this door has a lock on it, or id just have to run the risk of being caught publicly fucking my girl wouldn’t I?” his hand pressing down around your esophagus harder as you nodded, unable to communicate anything more than a soft mumble due to the fact Ethan had shoved your white lace panties into your throat and used his belt to gag you with, all in hopes to keep you quiet.
“you look like such a fucking slut like this babe, naked, gagged, just begging to be fucked aren’t you?” Ethan leaned over to whisper in your ear, his hot breath fanning over your face, your nipples becoming increasingly more erect as he spoke. “are you a slut princess?” he questioned, hand wrapping tighter around your throat as you squirmed a little. Spitting on your face when you didn’t answer him, Ethan’s eyes filled with lust.
“Answer me, are. you. a. slut?” nodding your head Ethan let his grip go slightly, allowing you to breath easy once again. “then you deserve to be fucked like one” Ethan shimmied out of his dress pants and briefs, standing between your legs. His cock sprung free from the confines of his underwear and slapped against his lower abdomen, the tip so pink and leaking little spurts of pre-cum just at the sight of you. Ethan’s spit running down your face and past the gag, into your mouth where it soaked up into the lace panties he had shoved inside your mouth.
“my god, you look so hot princess, look at your neck? Already starting to bruise a little” a devilish smirk taking over Ethan’s face as he slapped his cock against your clit, causing you to jump. His hand coming to cup your chin, pushing your head back against the mirror.
“don’t fucking run, won’t end well for you princess.” you couldn’t help but tremble at the thought of his punishments. You and Ethan had an amazing relationship on and off camera, but something Ethan did very well was portraying a humble and Vanilla life to the media. Nobody, not even Grayson, who was currently waiting with Bryant at the table for you and Ethan to get back from the bathroom after you had excused yourself due to feeling, “sick”, knew how dominant and ruthless Ethan could be in the bedroom, or bathroom for that matter. But you loved it, craved it, needed it.
Without warning, Ethan shoved his entire length within you. balls deep inside your tight, slick cunt.
“Ohh, fuck!” Ethan groaned through gritted teeth, trying to lower his voice.
“s’tight princess, so fucking tight for me.” you could feel every inch of him inside you as he twitched, slowly beginning to thrust in and out of you. “ahhh god I fucking love this cunt” Ethan mumbled as he fucked you in the bathroom of Bluestone.
“you like it when I fuck you like this.” He looked up to see your eyes watering, streaming with tears of pleasure as he fucked into you faster, harder. Both his hands leaving from your hips to wrap around your throat.
“don’t cry now princess, you begged for this remember?” you nodded, a moaning whimpering mess as Ethan fucked you hard, his hips thrusting up to meet you as you took every inch of him. you couldn’t tell him you were cumming, couldn’t get his attention fast enough as you clenched around his thick shaft that stretched your small hole out so well, you trembled on the countertop, eyes rolling into the back of your head as you moaned and gasped into the makeshift gag. Ethan fucking you through your high, so much so it almost felt as if you were going to squirt.
When you collected yourself somewhat and Ethan saw you had come down from your high, he paused his thrust and let his tight grip go from around your neck, oxygen flowing effortlessly throat your nose once again.
“you think you can just make a mess on my dick like that without a fucking punishment princess?” he questioned, manhandling you off the countertop before bending you over it, all with one arm as he pumped and stroked his cock with the other. “think again”
Spreading your peachy ass apart, Ethan slid himself inside your sensitive cunt once again, his hands fondling your ass as he found his fast-paced rhythm. Pulling as your hair he locked his eyes with your through the mirror.
“watch yourself get fucked like the naughty slut you are babe, watch how pretty you look when you jump at my touch.” His hand coming down to slap roughly against your ass. He was right, you jumped forwards only for Ethan to buck his hips further inside you. his spanks didn’t stop, every few seconds he’d slap his hand so hard against your ass the sound echoed through the bathroom, it made you wonder if people could hear, but this close to your second high, you couldn’t care less.
“I’m gonna fill this tight fuckin cunt princess but first I wanna see you cum again, show me one more time how pretty my little slut looks when daddy fucks her hard like this.” Pulling your hair hard you watched Ethan fuck you from behind, watch his free hand connect against the now red raw skin of your ass, watched as his jaw became slack and fell into an O shape as he felt you clench around his shaft, just waiting to feel you cream all over him again.
you held onto it for a long as you could, moaning into the now drenched ball of panties as spit leaked from your gagged mouth, dripping down your chin through the belt that held the panties inside your mouth.
“look at y-you, how are we gonna fix that fuckin face of yours huh princess, tears, spit, you look so f-fucked out, uhh—m’gonna flood you.” you felt Ethan twitch, you felt your stomach tighten as your legs began to weaken, knees buckling as you seconds orgasm overpowered you.
“uhhh—” you groaned into the panties, spit leaking down your chin like a broken tap as you came hard around Ethan. Him following quick as he couldn’t stand the feeling of your tight pussy becoming tighter around him, throbbing intensely.
“fuck, fuck, ahh– shit—” he cried, his head flying back as he pulled your hips forward to meet his slowly thrust, warm spurts of hot cum flooding your fucked out pussy. “oh god, uhhh-“
As Ethan leaned over the back of you to undo the gag, you held the warm substance inside you, the mixture of your cum and his as much as you could. Gagless, you gasped for air as you stood.
“feel so full E” you whined, Ethan’s fingers made themselves home tween your folds, coating the mixture of cum on two of his beefy digits. He looked at them, looked at the way they glistened before cupping your jaw and opening your mouth with force, placing his fingers inside your mouth, he watched you taste it.
“what’s gonna happen now princess, is that I’m gonna make you hold that sweet creamy mixture in your mouth until we get back to the table, then I’m going to watch you swallow our cum in front of Gray and Bryant? Got it?” his fingers going to collect more of the mixture now beginning to make its way down your thigh as you watched him do so.
“y-yes daddy.”
A phone call away: Peter is having a hard time sleeping, and doesn’t know how to tell you. Eventually, someone catches him sleeping on a public place and you find out. The thing is, you love him and Peter should know that you’re always there for him. Even if it’s just by a phone call. 💕
⭐ Autistic love (autistic! Peter x reader): there is something weird about Peter, but that doesn’t make him any less lovable. 💕
Beautiful: study break is better if Peter is with you. 💕
Check: He had a date for the homecoming dance, he had the perfect suit and a proper preparation. Peter Parker didn’t think about the winged man 😭
⭐ De-aging (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) : you get hit by a de-aging spell, and Peter has to take care of you while trying not to break down completely. (COMPLETE)🎈
Europe (1) (2): Europe is being great, and it would be even greater if Peter could just follow his plan. (COMPLETE) 💕
Sometimes, once in a while: even heroes need saving sometimes 💕
Far from home: Peter Parker has just been run over by a train. However, he has biggest worries. Like, Beck having you in his grasp. 💕
Finally: Peter’s strange behaviour hasn’t gone unnoticed by the people around him, but he has a very, very, good reason for it. Or, in which Peter and you plan a date for Friday’s night and he can’t stop thinking about it 💕 🎈
⭐ First kisses: Peter Parker’s and yours first, or five, first kisses. 💕
Friday Night: you want to have a quiet Friday night, and Peter is just swinging by to make it better. 💕
Fuck you Beck: You had been given strict orders, yet you couldn’t ignore Peter’s call for help, even if the boy was too stubborn to do so; and even if you can be the one needing help at the end. 💕 😭
⭐ Hold you: fighting is always hard, but Peter didn’t think it would be that hard. 😭
No more fondue on my watch: Peter and you have been together for a while now, but nothing can go past Captain America eagle’s eyes. 💋 🎈
Peter’s Tingle: Peter’s tingle must always be trusted; through the good and bad. 😭 💕
Promises 💋
⭐ See the light (Tangled AU): Pre-view (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12 - epilogue): Peter Parker has lot a lot through the years, and has become a shell of the bright boy he used to be. A serie of unfortunate events lead him to you, a naive young girl who has a dream. Slowly, he starts to realize that you might be that light at the end of the tunnel he needed so much (FINISHED) 💕 🎈
Skip (1) (2): Peter’s new life couldn’t be better. College, aparment for himself, you. Still, Parker’s luck is not on his side, and the memories are coming back. (ON GOING) 😭
Soul Stone: Peter and you are sent to Vormir, to get the soul stone 😭
Tried (not enough): Tony had developed a cronic anxiety every time Peter calls in the middle of the night. He knows it gets bad; just not so much. 😭
Worry: you’re sick and Peter is worried. Maybe a little too much 💕
⭐ According to the plan: Tony Stark has a plan. Tony Stark builds a plan. He couldn’t have known both of them could go to shit in an abandoned HYDRA base in Siberia, by the hands of his ex-best friend. 😭
🥇 ⭐ Feeling old: you say something that tiggers Tony’s inners insecurities and doubts. 💕 💋
Heartbeat: Tony has a heart attack, and you’re the only one around. 😭 💕
Long way home: the final battle is over. Thanos is dead. Tony is alive. Everyone has payed the price, but some are having a harder time than others.
Or
An endgame fix-it of how Tony Stark survived the snap, but with the reality about a traumatic experience as losing a limb and almost dying. 😭 💕
Out in space: Tony is trapped in space, and his biggest worry is not how to get back home, but rather if you’re going to make it. Because there is more than one problem he has to face 😭
Recovery: Tony Stark has a problem. Actually, he has a lot of them. Tony Stark has always been surronded by problems. But now it’s different, and he has found the will of getting out of them. 💕
Things we don’t mean: a mission gone wrong, and Peter gets hurt. It hits Tony where it hurts the most, becuase he sees the kid as a son, and he blames it on you. Hard words are exchanged and apologies are muttered. 💕
Whatever it takes: something in Tony’s gut tells him that this recording is neccesary. He doesn’t want to think about it, but he does it anyways 😭 💕
A lash for a dog: after a failed mission, things only gets harder. 😭
🥇 Beautiful ballerina: Hiding your relationship with Bucky from the world was not easy. The worst part of it was hiding it from the mightiest heroes in the world; the Avengers. 💕
The first rays of sun: a short fluffy blurb with your moment with Bucky before a mission 💕
🥇 Be Okay: HYDRA takes Steve. When you get back to him, he’s not the sweet boyfriend you know. 😭
Perfect: your date is about to get ruined and not even your perfect boyfriend might be able to do something against it. 😭
My hero: you didn’t believe in heroes. Those strong, brave men that always wanted to save the day, only to cower away when the real problems began. You didn’t like heroes, who wanted to save the damsel in distress; you could save yourself, thank you very much. You didn’t fall in love with heroes, until a certain blonde one stumbled into your life. (1) (ON GOING)
New Asgard: life in New Asgard is peaceful, but the past always comes back. 💕
🥇 ⭐ Nightmares: the final battle had made a mess out of the God. Nightmares fill his mind, but you’re always there to make it better. Until one day, you aren’t. 😭
Friends: Eddie and you have been friends as long as you can remember. He has ruined your life, but it’s not like you can hate the man you love.
25th of December (1) (2) (MILITARY AU): When Ubbe’s gone, the only thing you have left is hope. (ON GOING) 😭
Dance Teacher (1): Ubbe’s Friday is not going as well as he would have liked it. Yet meeting his daughter’s dance teacher is going to change that. (ON GOING)💕
Heartbeat AU (1) (2) : your heart doesn’t allow you to have a normal life, but it does beat faster when you meet your new doctor. (COMPLETE) 💕 😭
⭐ I’m with you: Ubbe wants to make peace with the Saxons. He doesn’t care what it takes, but when you decided to follow him in the middle of the night, he’s not so sure anymore. 😭
⭐ Lagertha’s Daughter (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) : Lagertha plans on attacking Kattegat, soon, and you, her daughter and Ubbe’s lover, just ask her to make you a promise (COMPLETE) 😭
My Viking Prince (1) (2) (3) : you’re Alfred sister, princess Y/N. All your life, you have believed that love is all about pleasing your husband and making him happy or that’s what your mother told you. Now, prince Ubbe is making you see things differently. (COMPLETE)💕 💋(3)
Say that again: Ivar has never liked you, Ubbe Christian lover, and he makes that very clear.
⭐ The sweet baker and the bad biker (1) (2) (3) (4) (5): (vikings x SOA crossover) Ubbe, as the new president of SAMCRO, goes to the new bakery to see who is the owner and if he or she is a threat for Charming. He finds you, a sweet, cute and innocent girl who doesn’t hesitate to make him fall in love (COMPLETE) 😭
Together: Sigurd’s death threaten to tear not only your world but your relationship apart. 😭
What you deserve (1): Ubbe knows that you’re pregnant with his son or daughter and that he needs to leave Kattegat if he wants to protect you. What he doesn’t know is if you’re going to make it. (ON GOING)
Winner’s prize : Ubbe has put his life again at risk, but this time there are things in between that makes it different💕 😭
⭐ Angst Alphabet (Tattoo Artist!Hvitserk) (1) 😭
- N for Nothing 😭
- O for Offended 😭
- P for Pressure 😭
- Q for Quake 😭
- R for Rob 😭
- S for Surgery 😭
- T for Time 😭
- X for Xx 😭
Crush AU (1) (2): shitty job, shitty life, too much stress. What’s better to solve those problems that your hot, handsome and funny roommate’s brother? (COMPLETE)💕 💋(1)
Him (MODERN AU): Hvitserk and you are seeing each other behind your boyfriend’s back, his half-brother Magnus. And leaving the latest isn’t easy. 😭
His lady: You’re his lady, he’s your prince. 😭
Home: What do you call home when you have lost everything? You come back to Kattegat to fight Ivar, but it’s hard to know that Hvitserk will be there too. 😭
Octopus: Hvitserk is sick and just wants cuddles. (can be read as the second part of him) 💕
Soon to be husband: Hvitserk’s back from raiding only to find you promised to another man. It’s up to him do something or not about it. 😭
Taken : you are taken by the saxons, along with your soon to be husband, Hvitserk. And you do not hesitate in protecting him, not caring about the consequences 😭
🥇 ⭐ They learn about periods 🎈
Checkmate: Ivar hasn’t always been the murderous king we know. There was a spark initiating the fire. 😭 💕
Quiet days: Ivar is in a bad mood and it seems like only you can fix that 💕 💋
Back home (1) (2): Five months ago, you broke up. Five months ago, you walked out of Tom’s house because it was all too much. Five months ago, Tom left his home without you. And now he’s back, realizing you shouldn’t have never broke up. (COMPLETE)💕 😭
Caterpillar: there isn’t ice-cream on the fridge, and that only makes your day worse. Until Tom comes home to fix it all. 💕
⭐ Christmas Present: you recive a call in Christmas and your world lights up like a Christmas tree. 💕
⭐Fawn (Mob!Tom): GENERAL SUMMARY (1) (2) (3) (4)💕 😭
Forgotten aniversary: working so hard had consequences. 💕 😭
Gift wrapping: gift wrapping is the worst part of Christmas. Tom is the best one. 💕
Mushy Pancakes: morning sex and breakfast in bed is the best way to wake up. 💕
Relax: Tom is driving you mad without knowing, but that’s about to change after an stressful day. 💋
⭐ The Impossible (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6): Your relationship with Tom is on edge. Work, paparazzi and not seeing each other for months is making you tear apart from each other. Thankfully, he’s an amazing boyfriend and propose you what you thought it would be the perfect holidays; Thailandia. The hot sun, the beach, a cute hut and privacy to mend your relationship. Neither of you thought you would be witnesses of one of the greatest natural dissasters of history (COMPLETE) 💕 😭
Training Day: Tom’s morning hasn’t been the only thing hard that day. 💋
🥇 True love kiss: “I tricked your little sister telling her Ursula has stolen my voice because I have a massive hangover, and now we have to kiss in order not to break her innocence”
or
Au were Tom works in Disney store, has a massive headache and can’t talk, and now he has lied to a little girl and she wants to get him a ‘true love kiss’; which happens to you, her older sister and Tom’s highschool crush. 💕 🎈
Attention: Alex just wants to cuddle with you. 💕
🥇 ⭐ Friends don’t love each other: when feelings and sex are mixed, nothing good can come out of it. Alex and you have been doing it for a while, and the bubble if about to explode. 💋 😭
Good Boy: Alex has been a naughty boy and he needs to earn his reward. 💋
Bananas: your daughter seems to have a strange fixation with bananas 💕 🎈
Bananas’ worries: Banana the plushie is making another appearance in your life, and this time is bringing worries. 💕 🎈
⭐ Banana’s new friend: little Nathan is the new addition to the Evans-Y/L/N family, and Banana is having troubled feelings, along with Claire. 💕 🎈
🥇 NSFW Alphabet 💋
Imagine 2
You’ve got my heart : Marco is your best friend, your neighbour and your crush. One night at your house changes everything for the best; but you’ve taken different paths and life might never reunite you again.💕 💋 😭
B for Baby: you’re pregnant and something happens 😭
Gorgeous: Sebastian is doing and interview and can’t keep his eyes away from you (short blurb)💕
🥇 ⭐ Wired Autocomplete Interview: fans watching your interview with Sebastian are going to get more than what they bargained for. 💕
⭐ Interview : you’re exicted for your first solo interview about the End Game movie, but it’s not going to be as good as you thought it would. 😭 💕
Hypothetically: you find something that you didn’t mean to in Taron’s tablet, and you wish it had been porn. 💕 🎈
🥇 Break in: your family night turns into a nightmare morning when some guys break into your house threatening your family 😭
⭐ Injury: Summer mornings with Abel are always unpredictable. 💕 😭
Lucky (Zombie apocalypse) (1) (2): after the “fall”, everything turned out to be dangerous. You have been lucky enought to find Jax and a group.
Safe: in your mind, it’s not his fault. It’s never his fault, becuase he’s your dad and he loves you. But there is one person who loves you more, and is willing to prove that what Clay does is not right 😭
🥇 Bad words and bad luck: Alfie and you have a bet going on; if he doesn’t say any bad words until night, you’ll let him do whatever he wants in bed. 💕 😭
Attached: there isn’t much to say, just a cute rotten fluff day with the Shelby family 💕 🎈
Beach days: Michael’s and your honeymoon is going to take an interesting turn in the beach 💋
🥇 H for Humillation: you have a nice life, with a quiet library and a loving boyfriend. But some people don’t know how to respect that 😭
M for Mistakes: you’re Michael’s world and he’s not ready to lose you yet 😭
G for Grounded: yours and Tom’s son is a spoiled kid, but his father hasn’t really noticed that. Until one night when, after a fight, Tom recives some harsh words from him. 😭
B for Baby: For being a Shelby, having twins was one hell of a lucky strike. Arthur couldn’t be any more happy and exicted about it; yet as always, luck is not very common in a Shelby’s life. 😭
🥇 ⭐ Freddie’s best friend (1) (2): being Freddie’s best friend means supporting him on everything, and being in love with Roger Taylor means suffering in silence, doesn’t it? Maybe a little trip to the fields can change that, but not in the best way (COMPLETE) 💕
To let you inside my heart (1) (2): when you have your heart broken, you build walls so high that no one can climb them. Roger Taylor’s purpose is to show you no walls can stop a loving heart. (ON GOING) 💕
What I love: Roger was a confident guy; full of girls and empty of insecurites. But now, he has a girlfriend and when an insecurity knocks at his door, all of them enter into his head. 💕
🥇 Betrothed : you have know since you were little that prince Robb Stark would be your husband one day. It’s time to meet him, and to discover if being promised to an unknown man is good or not 💕
Back to you: Damon and you broke up two years ago, thinking it was for the best. When a threat to your life becomes too real, he’s forced to come back for the only woman he loves
⭐ The Painting (ANGST ALPHABET): your anniversary is coming up, and Klaus is determinated to put into a painting your relationship. Someone might finish it before he gets the chance 😭
Love you (small drabble) 💕
🥇 ⭐ Please Don’t: while Dean and you’re trapped, he starts to realise that not everything is under control. 😭
⭐ (Don’t) Care: Jace’s carefree attittude is going to have terrible consequences for once 😭
Strawberry: two assholes feel the right to ruin your day, but Jace isn’t going to let that happen. 💕
🥇W for Weak (1) (2): your relationship with Jace is on edge, so you decided to wait and see if things get better. Not knowing that waiting can be your death sentence. (COMPLETE) 😭
Devil (1) (2): James isn’t sure if he loves you or he tolerates you. He trust you with something really important to find out. 💋 😭
brief summary: being there for david after he gets his wisdom teeth out
word count: 552 requested: yes - by anonymous warnings: none that i’m aware of
* masterlistin’ *
“How’s he holding up?” I walk into the house, hearing him moaning loudly from the bedroom as Jason walks out, stopping as he sees me. “Not too bad then I guess?” Laughing lightly I continue toward his bedroom.
“He’s completely out of it.” Jason mutters as I go to open the door. “Got a deal with SeatGeek earlier about twenty minutes after we got out of the doctors.”
Rolling my eyes, I open the door. “Hey, Dave,” I call out softly, seeing him buried underneath his bedding.
Slowly, I watch as he begins to stir around underneath the layers that consume him. “Mmmmh.” He mumbles as I step closer before sitting down beside him, pulling on the duvet to see him.
Holding back my laugh I can sigh as he squints his eyes shut, gauges fill his mouth puffing his cheeks out as he reaches out, clinging to me like a koala. “Y/n, I’m David.” He mutters and I lie down beside him.
“I know, David. How’re you feeling?” Pushing his hair out of his face I shuffle closer as his arms remain around me.
“I feel fantastic, but they stole my teeth.” He complains and I look over, seeing Carly and Erin holding up the bag with his teeth.
Carly rises to her feet, passing me the bag as I place it on his chest. “No Dave, they’re right here, see?” I tell him as he tries to lift his head and his eyes widen at the sight, making me giggle quietly.
“Oh my god, you stole my teeth!” He faintly exclaims. “And and you were going to sell them on the black market and and make money and go abroad and never come back.” He whines and Carly and Erin exclaim in affection, causing me to smile to them as David tugs on my shirt. “Please don’t leave me, I think I’d be lost without you cause you have my teeth.”
“Was real cute there for a second there,” Erin comments as she lowers her vlogging camera. “way to ruin the moment David.”
Shuffling, David sits upright as his eyes remain heavy as he faces Erin. Slowly, he lifts his hand up, giving her the finger. “Fuck you.” He garbles before closing his eyes and falling back down.
“Okay sleepy head, shall we leave you to sleep?” Upon hearing my question, David’s eyes burst open again as he looks to me with pure panic.
He begins to shake his head and I rest my hands on his ears. “Okay okay, just don’t do that you’ll make things worse.” I tell him. “Is it alright if we just get some sleep guys?”
Both girls nod before getting up, heading out of the room leaving us both alone as David sighs deeply.
“I didn’t know giving birth would be this painful.” David cries out and I laugh in response, stroking his puffy cheek with my fingers.
“Not easy, is it? But you’ll be okay, just get some sleep yeah?” Closing my eyes I rest my head on his chest, listening to him starting to snore rather than mumbling incoherent sentences.
“I still think you’re really pretty even if you stole my teeth.” He mumbles before fully drifting off, leaving me to remember that for when he’s not high out of his mind.
“What’ve you got behind your back?” Harry asks Y/N with his brow arched.
“I told you to sit down before I told you!” She says excitedly.
“Why?” Despite his question, he seats himself on the edge of their mattress.
“Because...” Y/N falls to her knees before him and swings her arms to her front, revealing something Harry’s only seen in porn.
“You didn’t.”
“Oh, yes I did. I told you I was going to get you one before tour started, didn’t I? You can, like, put it between pillows and use it so you don’t get even worse carpal tunnel-“
“Hey.”
Y/N giggles as she loops her fingers into the waistband of his sweat pants, wiggling them down his legs and removing them completely once they’re at his feet, as well as aiding him in removing his shirt.
“Wait, you want me to use that now?” Harry eyes the toy, starting from its long, thick base, to the top, where it strongly resembles a woman’s bits between her legs.
“I’m gonna use it on you — if that’s okay?” Harry can see the hunger in Y/N’s eyes, the twinkle as she waits for his response, and how her chest rises and falls eagerly. She’s probably been thinking about using it on him since she bought the toy... what a horny little thing.
Harry grabs Y/N by her chin and ducks his head down so their lips brush. “You’re filthy. Ya know that?” He gives her a kiss and leans back on his hands on their bed to get comfortable, ready to succumb to any pleasure Y/N wishes to bestow upon him.
The thought of Y/N using a toy on him thickened his cock quite a bit, even more so when Y/N takes her blouse off before starting the naughty act. Her breasts are firm on her chest, however they bounce here and there when she rises up to graze the crown of his cock against the folds of the fake cunt. Harry sucks in a breath, not expecting it to feel so soft, and observes the dirty girl on her knees in front of him slide the taboo object onto his shaft. His hands move from behind him on the bed to Y/N’s shoulders, feeling overwhelmed by how tight the toy is. Harry’s never used a fleshlight, so it’s quite a welcoming surprise of how good it feels wrapped around his heated member. Y/N takes notice of his agape mouth and furrowed brows and lifts the fake cunt off of him, slowly, then eases it back down, circling it around him.
“Fuck, that’s good.” He pants while speaking, also letting his hands explore downward to her chest and tweak her hardened nipples. Y/N was already feeling aroused from being the one in charge during all this, but she grows increasingly wet between her thighs as Harry’s thumbs and forefingers play with her breasts, making her whimper and coo as she works the fleshlight on Harry’s thick cock.
“You’re so big, Harry. I didn’t think you’d be able to fit into this pussy.” Y/N moves the toy faster on him for emphasis, causing his thighs to tremble and one of his hands to tangle in her hair.
“Ya think I’m big, baby?” Of course she does, but Harry loves hearing her say it — really feeds his ego.
“So big.” She makes her lips even puffier while praising him and pushes out her chest so her breasts rest against his knees. “This pussy’s tight, isn’t it?” Her fast movements come to a halt, going slower this time around to accentuate her words. “Tell me how tight it is.”
“So fucking tight,” Harry grits his teeth, yanking on Y/N’s hair in his fist to gain leverage as he raises his hips to get deeper into the toy. “Feels like your cunt.”
“And you like fucking my tight pussy, right daddy? You always have to fuck me in the mornings because you know I’m wet from dreaming about you.” Her own eyes hood as she gets further into her element, dirty talking seven ways to Sunday because she knows that’s what gets Harry off the most. “Like this morning, when you flipped me onto my tummy and fucked me with your big,” she gives a long stroke with the fleshlight between each word, “thick,” she does it again, “cock.”
“M’gna cum,” is all Harry manages to get out before releasing into the fleshlight; however Y/N still moves it on him and milks out the remnants of his orgasm before sliding the fake cunt off of him. The sticky white comes flowing out — luckily Y/N angles it just right above his cock, so everything lands on his shaft and parts of his thigh.
Y/N watches Harry in awe and adoration, smiling at how flushed his cheeks are. She looks down at the mess in his lap and decides to clean it up, ducking her head to wrap her lips around his prick.
“Fuck, baby.” Harry whines, feeling ultra sensitive from just coming and now having a pair of warm lips around his cock. She hums as a response but continues to lick away the evidence of his finish, even going as far to brush her lips against the side of his cock to get every last drop. “Taste good?” Harry teases. Y/N rests her head on his thigh and bats her eyelashes at him with a lazy smile. “Seems like we both need a nap now, yeah?” He pulls her up to sit in his lap, trying to ignore the way his cock twitches when he feels her wetness trickle down the side of her shorts onto his dick. “I hope you know that every time I use that on tour, it won’t be nearly as good as you doing it just then.”
“Looks like I’ll have to visit sometimes and do it for you, huh?”
Harry chuckles and brushes her hair from her face, feeling his dick begin to bloat up yet again when she rocks her bottom on him. “Oh, baby. If you’re with me,” his right hand sneaks down between them to rub at her clit, “I want the real thing.”
Note: I noticed that there are like zero Jade West imagines and I think that’s crazy! Her character was so awesome so I decided to write something about her. Not my Gif. Description: A twist on A Christmas Tori episode where the only changes are that the reader has Jade as her secret Santa while Tori has the reader. Reader gives the same present of Andre’s song performance idea but Jade decides to give her a different kind of gift that may begin something better than either could’ve hoped.
It took me days to finally figure out what I should get Tori for our lunch gang’s secret Santa present. She and I had been friends when I was younger before I moved from LA to Maine and her parents had welcomed our family back again when we returned after eight years. I had been very close with Tori when we were younger and she and I used to come up with our own plays and songs together. Trina was always a bit eccentric for my taste but I suppose now we’re getting off topic. I stabbed my salad forcefully trying to think of something that would brighten up her dismal expression the same way Robbie’s cotton candy machine had done for Cat. Granted Cat would be excited about a glow stick or a pot of glitter if you so chose to give her that but it was that whimsy and childlike wonder that made her so unique. Tori would be more difficult, not picky just harder to create genuine happiness over something affordable and hopefully exciting. While I was spacing out and taking my anxiety out on my leafy lunch I heard a slam of a tray on my right. Looking over I was met with stormy eyes and an aura of don’t mess with me that could only mean Jade West. God she was gorgeous. The creamiest skin I’ve ever seen, the darkest hair and the sexiest outfits…oh crap how long have I been staring. “H-hey Jade, how’s it hanging?”. Oh dear god she is going to think I am the biggest idiot in the world. She already hates Tori and I just got out of being lumped in with her after I was the only one that would stay up all night for Halloween and watch the bloodiest movies we could find and laugh. The vampire-esque girl simply smirked at me and lifted a fry to her mouth “If you mean how am I doing in non doofus language then I’m just swell”. I watched as her lips wrapped around yet another fry and I was transfixed. Before I could say something stupid about how hot she was Andre and Beck made their way to sit down. I got lost in conversation until I had to run off to Song Composition after lunch.
The day went by in a blur after that with me moving back and forth between daydreams of the unattainable Jade West and what to get for Tori. She had been texting me most of the night when the perfect idea finally came to me. She was so sad about Andre’s grade and not knowing what to get him that I could help her put on a performance of his song to help raise his grade. I happen to get on well with the teacher and could get him into the hall and make him stay to watch. I walked over to the Vega residence and stated my gift idea out loud to her and she smiled unbelievably wide and screamed “You (Y/N) (Y/LN) are the smartest human ever and you just gave me the greatest gift Christmas could bring!”. I laughed at her over exaggeration and then set to helping her put the plan in motion.
The next day Cat, Jade and Tori performed It’s Not Christmas Without You blowing the Song Composition teacher’s head off. Andre got a well deserved A and I had brought Tori a star necklace as a more concrete part of her gift that she thought was perfect to make her smile shine. Lounging around after school in a big sweater and leggings with my hair in a messy bun and my glasses on I started singing into the spoon I was using to dig into my ice cream and dance around my living room. Suddenly I heard a chuckle at the most enthusiastically ridiculous part of my performance making me jump and scream bloody murder. There in all her Christmas glory stood Jade West with the most attractive smile on her face that I had ever seen. “Wow (Y/N) I knew that you had some pipes on you but I had no idea you had such perfect style and dance moves to go with it” she winked. I started blushing and then went to clean up the clutter from my jumping and excitement. “Hey Jade, not that I am not happy to see you but what are you doing here and how did you get into my house?” I asked. She smiled and something shifted in her eyes it looked like nervousness and adoration but quickly transformed into cocky and entertained. “Well you left your back door open while you were training for your super bowl performance and I have something to give you”. That intrigued me quite a bit but then she continued before I could get a question in. “Also we both know I could pick a lock or break a window and be in here before anyone even noticed so don’t act so surprised. But let’s get to the matter at hand…I am your secret Santa and I am here to give you the greatest gift you could ever want”. She looked so beautiful in her costume and so sure of herself that I didn’t even notice her pull a headband with mistletoe fastened to the top out and place it on my head. I looked up confused when I felt the pressure on my temple from the band, “what is it?”. She pulled me closer and barely had time to whisper “it’s me” before she crashed her lips to mine in one of the most dominating kisses I had ever experienced. I was so shocked that I didn’t get around to kissing back before she pulled away looking far more shy than before. Before I could ask why she stopped she started rambling “I am so sorry if that wasn’t what you wanted, I can go grab you a coffee certificate or something I just thought you were always spacing out at me and singing to me and staring at my lips and I like you but I am Jade West and I won’t be made a fool of so mmpfhh”. I kissed her as gently as I could to quiet her down and when we pulled back we rested our foreheads against one another. “That was the perfect gift” I whispered, “I was just surprised is all. Maybe for my gift to you we could try a date?”. This time Jade was the one caught off guard but she just smirked and told me to plan something amazing and to be ready to pay for whatever she wanted. I laughed as she walked out my house swinging her hips and grinning like she just won the lottery. That girl would be the death of me.
Could you do a platonic Beck x reader where reader is his little sister and she wants to meet the gang? -&
(A/N): Here you go! Sorry it took so long.
You’ve heard people talk a lot about your brother Beck (mainly because he’s apparently ‘handsome’, pff-), but you’ve also heard a lot about his group of friends. I mean, who wouldn’t? A group that contains six people incredibly hot and talented has to be known by everyone.
Now, normally you wouldn’t care at all about them because you’re your own person and they’re your brother’s friends, but your ‘friends’ (if you can call them friends) have been pressuring you a lot in the past to try and get them inside this group (or to just get them closer to your brother. Seriously, why is he so popular?).
Of course, you’re not stupid. You knew they were only hanging out with you to have some advantage, so you’ve always pushed back the moment where you’ll have to make them meet your brother and his friends… until yesterday, where they’ve finally realized they were going nowhere with you and so they just plain out kicked you out of their group.
You didn’t really care; in fact, you were quite relieved. Those popular were mean and pretty selfish. But now, you’re completely alone and frankly, you’re not that good at making friends.
So this is why you’re now begging Beck to let you meet the famous gang.
Requested by: @damedevon
Request: Before I request this, it’s cool if you haven’t seen the full series of this show, I haven’t either :P I’m going to make 2 requests because I think the one I want is really hard. So the first one is a new student in the Victorious universe that can’t speak, at all, but plays a bunch of instruments and writes music. (S)he that bonds with Robbie because they’re fascinated by each other (reader because someone with 2 voices when you have none is wild and Robbie because (s)he’s silent, but sweet).
Fandom: Victorious
Pairing: Robbie Shapiro x Mute!Reader
Warnings: Rex is rude, but that’s about it.
WC: 1115
Warnings: Kissing, that’s about it
Summary: Y/N and Robbie share a stage kiss in class, but the kiss ignites feelings in both of them.
A/N: This wasn’t requested but I love Robbie and think he’s rather cute so yeah. Also, this was lowkey inspired by the Stage Fighting episode. Hope you enjoy!
“Hello, hola, bonjour, whatever language you prefer to speak,” Sikowitz announced, taking a sip of his coconut water.
“Morning Sikowitz.” The class chimed at varying volumes and pitches.
“Now today is a little exciting because I will be picking two of you to act out a scene from a play I have written to test your interpretation of an unknown scene. Plus, I want to see how well you do my play.” Sikowitz said, and Y/N smiled widely.
“Y/N, you look eager. Get up here!” Sikowitz said, and Y/N walked up to the stage. She scanned the crowd and took in a deep breath. She chuckled when she saw Robbie give her an enthusiastic thumbs up and smiled at him.
“Ah, Robbie! You are now Y/N’s scene partner. Get on stage and leave the puppet behind.” Sikowitz said, and Robbie’s eyes widened as Rex let out an offended cry.
“It’s ok buddy,” Robbie said, setting Rex down on his chair before walking up to the stage.
Adopting a pet with poly beck and jade
Jade has been looking at the cats for ten minutes straight now, not keeping her eyes away from a particular black one with one single white paw. You’re pretty sure that she wants to adopt her, because every time she did something adorably cute, Jade made small noises (which she never makes).
“(Y/N).”
You quirk an eyebrow when she says her name. “Hm?”
She turns her brown eyes at you while pointing at the cat she was just staring at, a serious vibe coming off of her. “I want this cat.”
tl;dr: avatar: the last airbender is a fantastic show and everybody knows it
Now for your convenience, all my writings in one place! I’ll update as I post and please feel free to let me know if something isn’t working!
DRABBLES/(MINI)FICS/SCENARIOS:
Chisaki- General hcs (NSFW & SFW)
Dabi & Shinso- Shy with affection S/O (NSFW for Dabi)
Hey, saw that you haven't had an Aizawa request in a while so I thought that I would send you something. How would he react if his daughter who's around 4 has a quirk of teleportation and teleports themselves straight to him during class one day?
A/N: *gasp* a nonnieafter my own heart, you know what i truly need,,,,,, aizawa content,,, thankyou,,,, I hope I did it justice, it’s such a cute prompt! ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ)
“Alright, if everyone’s done then turn to page-”
He felt something bump against his leg, causing him tostagger a bit. The familiar grip on his calf notified him of the situationmoments before she ever spoke.
“Daddy!”
The room went still as the students stiffened. Theywhispered amongst themselves- was there a child at school? Had one of the teachersbrought their kid? Wait- what teachers even had kids? Aizawa’s ringtone echoedout into the room- he stared at the wall ahead of him as he put a hand on hisdaughter’s head and answered the phone.
“Hello. Yes, I’m well aware of what happened consideringshe’s right here. It’s fine, I’ll just have her stay with me for the rest ofthe day- she’d just continue to do it anyway, don’t you think? Yeah,thanks.” He pocketed his phone, ignoring the highly confused stares boringinto the side of his head. He swooped down,effortlessly picking up the small child and placing her on the podium.Collectively, the class turned to stone- the child was in here? Did… did shecall Aizawa “daddy”? Is she… is he…
Aizawa pointed a stern finger at her, making sure he had herfull attention- her puppy dog eyes told him she was listening.
“We had this discussion. What did I say before we leftthis morning?” he asked softly. Each student moved to the edge of theirseats, eyes straining at the scene in front of them.
“You said not to leave school…” she whispered,doing her best to wrap him around her finger with what she called her ‘sadvoice’- it was working and both of them knew it.
“And why did I say not to leave school?”
“'Cause it’s dangerous…”
“So why did you come here?”
“'Cause! ‘Cause!” she stood up on the podium,throwing her hands into the air and throwing a bright smile towards her father.“I wanted to see daddy!” She put her tiny hands against his cheeksbefore squishing the two of them as her bottom lip protruded into a pout,“Didn’t you wanna see me too??”
He nodded before turning his attention to the now shoutingstudents in the room. They all stood up abruptly from their seats in unison, yellingvarious things at the same time. Closing his eyes, he waited for the shock topass before addressing the matter at hand- in fact, he decided not to addressit at all.
Standing there for a few moments, he waited until the bellrang where he dismissed his students before rushing out of the room with hisdaughter in tow- he could hear multiple students yelling, demanding answers.Even some of the teachers caught up with the two of them to ask about her,since he had a tendency to keep his private life… well, private. All he hadto do now was get the two of them home and avoid their questions.
Too bad he had to teach his class the next day.
The damage was done and he would be forced to come clean.
All because his daughter was too damn adorable.
