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Peter’s Angel || TASM

Summary: Peter Parker decides one evening that he needs to take his friend’s virginity. 

Warnings: 18+, this is just pure smut, slightly possessive and obsessive peter, biting kink, praise kink, virgin kink (is that a thing? idk) 

A/N: I already have a whole smut series planned between these two for the nights I’m too horny for angst. 

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“Mmmm…” She moaned as she rolled over on Peter’s bed. Her hair fanned out over her face and she brushed it away. “Did I doze off again?”

She sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes with the back of her hand. She pulled herself up and curled her legs under her, gazing at him from across the room with big, glassy eyes.

Her roommates had been fighting a lot. Peter knew sharing a small freshman dorm with two other girls was not her idea of fun. He had offered to let her crash in his room any time she wanted. She was prone to taking naps on his bed in the evenings after her classes. It wasn’t like he didn’t adore the fact that she was sleeping in his bed. He had to resist the urge to curl up next to her and spoon her while she slept. He was lucky that he got, not only, a single dorm but one with a private bathroom attached. It was the kind of college luxury most students could only dream of.

“Sure did. You were snoring and everything.” Peter sat in his wooden desk chair in front of his laptop while he fiddled with touching up some digital pictures. She hadn’t actually been snoring but he liked the way she blushed when he said it. 

He was a year above her. They were both a part of the photography club on campus. From the moment he met her, he had been enamored with her. Something about the quiet way she spoke, like she was forever nervous to raise her voice, made her incredibly endearing to him. Everything about her personality was soft and gentle. He wanted to wrap her up in a protective bubble and keep her safe with him forever. 

She had no idea how he felt, of course. It had been a few years since he had even allowed himself to feel this way for someone. He forgot how to woo a girl. So far, he tried sticking to being nothing but a good friend. That was enough to fulfill him for now. At least that’s what he tried to convince himself as she danced through his thoughts every night before bed. He’d desperately try to keep his late night imagination from spiraling into debauchery but sometimes he couldn’t control himself. 

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Tape From Hell

Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

Ask: @hargrove-stan: Can I request an imagine where the reader and Billy are dating and instead of billy getting possessed by the mind flayer it’s the reader? And billy is the one trying to free the reader from the mind flayer’s possession in star court mall? Reader doesn’t die!

Warnings: NSFW! swearing (like a lot), t o x i c relationship, SMUT, oral (f receiving), p in v, choking, dirty talk, a hint of degradation, billy being bat shit? Idk if it’s a part of his personality comes with the package, crying, angst, sad shit, violence! (not from Billy for a change), it’s dark I ain’t gonna lie

Word-Count: 14k (I know she’s a long one but it’s worth it)

There were a few things about Billy that had you seething with anger for a big part of your relationship. For one, Billy Hargrove was one big asshole. He could be oh so selfish and self-obsessed and sneaky as hell. Something about his way just played into one’s annoyance just right. Perhaps it was a talent, really, for him to be able to change someone’s mood from happy to sour with only a few words and calculated looks. Just like he had done to you only half an hour prior, leaving you to sit in your car, anger brooding in the back of your mind.

You had been on your way home, punching your steering wheel furiously, as you cussed him out, the mixtape he had made for you playing loudly in the background when you almost hit a tree. Deciding it was better to stop for a few moments and calm yourself, you now sat at the side of the road, head thrown back against the seat, eyes closed as you forced yourself to stand over it.

Everything had been just fine; you knew his temper and his habits of flirting. You knew and it was fine. But when you came to the Hawkins Community Pool, where you had planned to surprise him with some food and a new bikini, which you knew he would drool over, only find him grinning down at Karen Wheeler, while biting his lip and moving his hand to gallantly pull at the strap of her swimsuit – which was quite unsuitable for a woman her age, by the way. He had seen you then, after giving a wink to one of her lady friends. And he knew what he had done too, for the sly smile had frozen on his lips and his limbs seemed to stiffen dramatically. You had turned around then, walking back to your car with the two milkshakes and bag of food in hand. He had run after you, too, and you thought had he not done so, you would have been less angry now. It was nothing, he had said. They just like to look, no need to overreact. That one had gotten you and God you had reacted, for he had pulled such shit, too, back when you were both still in high school.

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i was watching clone wars and convulsing over how hot anakin is and i said “it’s not fair that they made a fucking animated character so hot. i’m pixelsexual” to my mom and she looked at me and said “no melissa, you’re anisexual” and i couldn’t stop laughing cause shes right

please my heart 🥺

Hayden Christensen quote © ≪Still, to this day, I pick up a lightsaber, and I can’t help it. It just happens.≫

anakin and ahsoka’s friendship had a beautiful beginning and a tragic demise. (© mine)

we had each other, that was all.

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Requests open for ninjago x readers!

hi everyone 🥺💕

i’m new to the ninjago fandom, but ive been watching since season 2, but i stopped after season 3 after zane died cause i was salty lmao.

i’m currently catching up on lost time - i’m on season 8 now.

but anyway, i’ve never been involved in the fandom before, so i’m hoping to make some friends! i’ve decided to start writing x readers for the ninja cause that’s what i love to do haha.

you can send requests in for:

• cole, jay, zane, kai, and lloyd

• i may take special requests depending on the character, just lmk.

• i’ll write smut but i won’t write anything triggering like r*pe

• any specific details you want in the story 💕

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It's 2:30am but i wanna write smth so have this disaster. I've saved up 105 pulls so far for this man so i might as well give him some love here😭😭

TW/CW: NSFW content, written at 2:30 so quality go brr, mild degradation?, mirror sex, choking if you squint, overstim, afab!reader, nickname doll used, dom/sub dynamics (dom wrio x sub reader), Dw safeword is established (always have a safeword kiddies, kinky sex or not it's good to have.),

Your moans were muffled by the sheets, the wet sounds of skin against skin echoing in your ears. Reaching a hand around your front, Wriothesley dragged you up by your neck. With your back to his chest, he smirked at you through the mirror at the foot of his bed.

"aww doll... Look at you, already all stupid for me?"

You held eye contact with him, whimpering and moaning all pretty. Each firm thrust into your core only added to the haze clouding your thoughts, truly you couldn't even really understand what he was saying.

His free hand wrapped around your front, his fingers dutifully finding your clit as he purred in your ear, "Come on, doll... Let me see you cum all pretty around my cock..."

Your core was trembling around him, oh so close to that orgasm he seemed determined to drag from you. With one particularly well aimed thrust, you were coming undone with sobs and moans.

"Shh, shh doll... I've got you," His voice murmured softly, still working you through that high despite your tears. His fingers were merciless on your clit, still rubbing sticky circles.

His hips didn't let up, either, and when you began to plead, "w-wrio! Wrio s'too much!" He only chuckled lowly.

"Your done when i say so, doll. You can give me one more, right? Look so pretty creaming on my dick."

You shake your head, body still shaking and sensitive in his grasp. His hand on your neck reaches to grasp your jaw, turning your gaze towards where you were connected. True to his words, a white ring was formed around his base. Your lips were parted and eyes were puffy from the tears you'd been shedding, and your mussed up hair only added to the effect.

You whine lowly, looking towards his gaze through the mirror. Choking down overstimulated sobs, you pant out, "w-wrio!"

He cocks his head, hips never stopping. Leaning over your back, he kisses your nape. The tender motion is followed by a bite as he growls lowly,

"I said, you're done when i say so."

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