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quicksilver-is-a-mess asked:
Thor = thot
bionic-buckyb answered:
i think you mean my little thunder thot 🤩
We all thought Loki was the odd one out but it turns out Thor is actually the friendly jock middle child in a family of bitchy drama club goths
Mornings *Peter Parker x Reader*
Summary: 2, 3, 29 and 86 for Male x Peter Parker, if that’s okay <3
2: “It’s too cold! Come back”
3: “No, I’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”
29: “I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”
86: “Oh don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.”
Pairings: Male!Reader x Peter Parker
Word count: 570
A/N: I’m not very good at smut between m/f, so writing m/m smut is a new thing for me, something that I need to practice with before I just dive straight into. Hopefully, this is okay, sorry if you expected actual smut /: - Rosalie
You felt the bed slightly shifting, you groaned at the movement that was waking you from the peaceful slumber you were having. The arm you were using as a makeshift pillow was slowly being pulled from under your head, you let out a gentle sigh. Turning to see a very guilty looking Peter, you raised an eyebrow at the boy who was trying to get out of your bed.
“I didn’t want to wake you, but I have to go before your parents wake up.” He whispered, fully pulling his arm out from under you, your head hit the pillow with a soft thud as you pouted at your boyfriend. “Don’t look like that,” he whined as you grabbed his arm to stop him from fully getting out of bed.
You continued to pout up at him, blinking tiredly at him. “No, I’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.” You pulled his arm, essentially forcing him to lay back down beside you, he gave you a brief smile and flopped back down beside you.
Turning around you snuggled back against him. Wrapping an arm around his torso, closing your eyes and going back to sleep. You weren’t a morning person like Peter was for some reason. You always had trouble getting up in the mornings, especially for school. It’s why Peter needed to leave most mornings, your mother would come into your room to make sure you are up and ready; if she saw a boy in your room you’d be in trouble, you’d also have some explaining to do and you didn’t want to come out till you were ready.
You felt movement again, you frowned but ignored it and tried getting back to sleep till… you felt cold. Like whatever was keeping you warm was gone, you blinked opened your eyes and see a blurry figure picking up clothes.
“It’s too cold! Come back!” You muttered, stretching a hand out towards Peter, your vision came back and you smiled brightly.
You turned over onto your back, watching as he looked for his clothes in the dark of your room. You smirked as he scratched his head, picking up your jeans and placing them back down again. He, finally - and unfortunately- found his jumper. He glanced up and stopped dead in his tracks, like a deer caught in the headlights of a car; he was stunned.
A shameless flirty smile came upon your face, Peter blushed heavily as you started to grin at him. You had been dating for more than a few months, yet Peter, somehow, managed to still get nervous and bashful around you. You could hardly blame him though, he still took your breath away from his cute, dorky face to his amazingly sculpted body.
“Oh don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.” He blushed deeper, stuttering slightly and you chuckled softly, making grabby hands for Peter as you sat up in your bed.
“Your parents….” he trailed off looking at your bedroom door, looking back at you. You raised an eyebrow as he dropped his grey jumper, already walking over back to what is his side of the bed.
He pulled back the covers, climbing back into the bed and pulling you closer to him. He leant down and pressed his lips to yours in a sweet, loving kiss. You threaded your fingers through his brown, messy locks, smiling into the kiss.
After a few short kisses, Peter began to pull away, “I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.” You pout up at him.
He chuckled lightly, arms caging you underneath him. A dorky grin upon his face, he learnt down, for what you assumed would be more kisses but instead he kissed your nose. Smiling when you looked less than pleased with that action.
“Your mum will be walking in here in twenty minutes, I’ve got to get back to mine before May realises I never came home, plus get ready for school, too.”
You raised an eyebrow, “you act like we can’t get anything done in ten minutes!”
“No, it takes me fifteen minutes to get home and dressed!” He mutters, fingers tracing over your lips and nose softly.
You rolled your eyes, smirking at the boy above you, “I didn’t mean that, I meant we can get anything done in ten minutes,” alluding to other things than getting home and dressed.
The blush that rose on Peter’s face made you smile, he leans down quickly to connect your lips into another kiss. You smile against his, knowing you had won him over.
Yellow-eyed Betas and Foggy Windows
Liam Dunbar x Female!Beta!reader
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Author: T💕
Request: “Could you do a Liam imagine where Liam and the reader don’t like eachother since they’re both the new betas, but the actually start to like eachother. (Smut I guess😂)
I rolled my eyes as I sat down on Derek’s couch. We had a pack meeting tonight to talk about whatever was reaking havoc in Becon Hills as of late.
Derek came and sat next to me, pulling me into his side and kissing the top of my head.
Now, I know that everyone thinks that Derek Hale and I are a thing, but he is actually more like my brother than anything. But that didn’t change the fact that I still smelled someone who was giving off a jealous sent when they walked through the door. I just couldn’t place who it was specifically because Scott, Lydia, Liam, and Isaac all came throgh the door at once.
Derek got up and walked to the table and shook hands with Scott.
Lydia waved to me and Liam rolled his eyes. I showed him just one of my fingers and he scoffed and looked away from me. I smirked triumphantly.
Scott finished what he and Derek were talking about and turned to the rest of us.
“So, Derek and I split everyone into groups. Lydia and Derek, Stiles and me, Jackson and Mason and Isaac, and Y/N and Liam.”
Liam shot up. “Scott! What about what I told you?! You said you wouldn’t do that!”
Scott smirked, “I know what I said.”
“Greeeeat. I’ve got to deal with a child; just my luck.” I mumbled.
“Y/N,” Derek said, “aren’t y’all the same age?”
“Fuck you, wolf-boy.” I say.
“You’re a werewolf too.”
“I said fuck you!”
The next night, Liam and I were sitting in my car, watching the section of the woods that we got assigned.
Scott stopped by to bring us some snacks and water. “God, Y/N, couldn’t you have put on longer shorts?”
I laughed. “Why? Am I distracting you?”
Scott nudgged me and giggled. “I am not the one that you have to worry abou, but whatever.”
I drew my eyebrows together. Scott started to the jeep where Stiles was. “My two betas better behave!”
I rolled my eyes and waved as the two boys drove off to do whatever it was they needed to do for this mission.
I looked and saw Liam sitting on the passanger side, his door open and his head in his hands. I put the stuff from Scott in my seat and walked to him. As much as him and I hate eachother, I needed to know that he was alright.
I crouched in front of him and put my hands on his toned biceps. He looked at me.
“You okay?” I asked him.
Liam’s pupils were blown wide ans he was breathing shallow, but he nodded his head still.
My hands fell to his knees. “Are you sure, Li?”
I caught sent of something. I breathed deep and finally put a finger on what that smell was. Arousal. Liam clearly saw that I figured it out, because he sat back and looked down at me.
“So,” Liam shifted, giving me a better view of the hard on that he had. “since you are the reason that I am so hard, are you going to fix it?”
Liam’s voice had dropped a couple of octaves, and it really turned me on. I slid my hands up and down his thighs. I bit my lip and looked him in the eyes.
“If you want me to…you just have to tell me what you want me to do.” I said.
Liam s;ipped his right hand to the back of my head, pulling on my hair. I moaned and he smirked darkly.
“I want you to take my cock in your mouth until I cum down your throat. Then you are going to let me fuck that little pussy of yours until you are screaming my name so loud that everyone knows exactly who I am when I’m finished with you.” His eyes glowed and I moaned a little.
I didn’t even think twice before I undid Liam’s belt and jeans. I pulled his hard on out of his jeansl I gasped.
“How can someone your age have a cock this big?!”
He laughed. “Are you actually complaining about it?”
I shook my head. “Absolutely not.”
I started to stroke Liam’s cock, watching him watch me, his mouth open slightly.
I took his cock in my mouth.
I bobbed my head, taking as much of him in my mouth as I could, the tip of his cock brushing the back of my throat and his pre cum coating my tongue.
Liam kept his hand on the back of my head, pushing it down a little more. I gagged around his dick and he moaned.
“Oh, God, Y/N. Fuck, your mouth can definately work wonders. Fucking hell.”
I squeezed his left thigh while I continued to suck him off. I drg my teeth softly over his cock, and he moaned out loudly. I sucked on Liam’s dick harder, until he gripped my hair tightly, almost painful, and shot his load down my throat.
I wiped my mouth and loooked Liam in the eyes. “What was that second part that you said again?”
“Get in the backseat. Now.” Liam growled.
I practiacally sprinted to the backseat and slid to the door on the opposite side. I whimpered as Liam crawled into the car with a wild, animalistic look taking over any other visable emotion in his eyes.
Liam shut the door behind him and licked his lips while he looked me up and down.
I practically read his mind and took my shorts and sneakers off. Liam took his jeans off, and literally ripped my shirt off of my bodyl
Liam didn’t waste any time diving between my thighs. He licked a single stripe up my pussy, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. My two hands flew to his messy brown hair and i gasped. Liam continued his oral assault on my clit and pussy lips. That boys tongue is magical, I swear it!
My voice came out high-pitched. “Liam! Fuck!”
Liam stopped eating me out and kissed the insides of my thighs. I moaned still.
Liam sat up enough to line his cock head up with my entrance, and slammed into me.
“Oh, Liam!” I screamed and clawed at his back.
“You like that, baby? Huh? You like my cock dep in that pussy of yours?” He moaned in my ears.
“Ha-harder.” I begged.
Liam put one hand on my hip and the other on the window behind my head.
His hips snapped harder and I could feel his cock hittin deep inside of me.
I could do nothing but moan and gasp and scratch my fingers down his back.
“Oh, fuck, Y/N, keep scratching my back like that, baby.” Liam said.
I did like he said and drug my nails down his back again. Liam slammed his dick deep inside of me, causing so much pleasure I couldn’t see right.
I could feel a pleasure knot in my stomach on the verge of exploding. I gripped Liam’s shoulders, digging my nails deep into his skin.
“Li, I’m gonna-” My sentence was cut short by my orgasm.
Liam came shortly after I did, roaring, literally, as he did. He stayed in his position until there was a knock on the window.
“Get dressed so that I can rip you both to shreds for not following orders.” Scott growled at us.
“So much for “hating” eachother.” Stiles giggled.
“Shut it, Stilinski!” The three of us yelled at him.