May I Request Fluff With Evan Peters Pls

May i request Fluff with evan peters pls 👉🏻👈🏻😳

So here's that story sorry if its a little cringe, but I like it. I used how Evan said he felt playing kai on American horror story as the basis fr this fic. Hope you like it.

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Warning: none, just cringe maybe

Words:471

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To say that Evan was tired was an understatement, he was drained. The role of Jeffery Dahmer was taking its toll on his mental and physical health. Usually when he came home, he would give a kiss before taking a shower and coming back downstairs to help me finish cooking dinner. But lately, he just goes straight upstairs and stays there until I come up for bed. Today was his first day off in a while so I of course dragged him out of bed to go on a full day date with him. It was mostly just planning for our wedding but it just the easy stuff like cake tasting, finalizing catering, and then just some relaxing.

“Can’t we just stay in? I don’t want to move” he whined, I’ve currently been pulling his arm for five minutes and he wouldn’t budge.

“No, get up. We are going on this outing whether you want to or not. So help me Evan if you’re not up within the next 5 minutes, you will see a side of me that you will wish didn’t exist” I yelled at him, I let go of his arm as he slowly climbed out of bed. He looked upset and tired, it kind of hurt to see him so upset about going out with me.

“Darling, can’t we-“ he was saying until I cut him off.

“Get in the shower, make yourself look and smell presentable. I know that you are in a funk because of filming but that doesn’t mean you need to smell like it. There is no arguing about what we’re are doing today, Evan” I said calmly, he walked into the bathroom as I went downstairs in our home to make him a coffee. After a good 45 minutes he came downstairs, I handed him his coffee and he gave me a small smile.

“Now, first up we have to talk about the catering for the wedding. Is there any other foods that we should add?” I asked him enthusiastically

“How about we add more salad options.” He replied, I wrote that note down on the menu for the caterers along with adding some cupcakes for the kids.

“Okay, so all we have left to pick are the drinks.” I said, he thought for a minute before speaking.

“Red and white wine, sodas for the kids. You know the usual drinks, we are almost at our budget. But in just 4 short months I will be married to the most beautiful person in the world” he cooed, I smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.

“Bout time you realized it, how long were you going to sulk. I don’t like to see you so sad and upset, Evan.” I said, he gave an apologetic look and pulled me close to him.

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𓂅 𓄹 Summary: Miguel asked you to keep a secret, so naturally everyone is about to find out.

𓂅 𓄹 Pairing: Miguel O’hara x spider-woman!reader

No warnings! Just a humorous drunk!reader drabble :)

“How much did she have to drink?”

“Maybe three beers?”

“Oh, she’s out of it.”

“How so?”

“She’s been tellin’ everyone she has a boyfriend.”

Jessica Drew’s eyebrows shot up. “Who?”

Hobie merely shrugged.

You threw them a death glare before trying to negotiate with Peter Parker for another bottle, but all to no avail.

“Please! Give me another one,” you whined, sitting down with a thump on the chair oposite to his. “I’m not drunk!”

“How many fingers am I holding up, then?”

You shove his hand away. “Seven… don’t be silly!”

He banged his hand on the table. “See? You have zero tolerance.”

“You have seven fingers on that hand, Jerry!”

“Who’s Jerry?”

You gasped loudly at the sight of Gwen sitting to your right. “When did you get here?”

“What? I was here the whole time.”

Peter cleared his throat. “Gwen, take a good look at her,” he mustered a serious voice. “You don’t want this to happen when you grow up.”

You leant back in your seat with a sigh of frustration. “I want Miguel.”

“Miguel… O’hara?”

“Gwen, she’s drunk,” you heard Peter whispering.

“Hey! What did we miss?”

Miles and Pavitr nade their way through the busy crowd of fellow spiders, each holding a glass of apple juice.

“Took you some time!” Peter beamed with a wife smile, scooting to the side so they could join the group at the table. “Nice job, kids. The mission was a success.”

“Miguel seemed unimpressed,” Miles grumbled into the heel of his hand.

Peter hid a bottle away before you could snatch it from him, earning a grunt. “I’m sure he’s delighted!”

“Yeah? That’s his delighted face? Looked like someone had just threatened to break canon.”

Pavitr patted his back. “That’s just his regular face, Miles.”

“But he’s really hot…” you said dreamily with an ear-to-ear smile, leaning into Hobie’s shoulder.

Multiple pairs of eyes blinked at you.

Pavitr spoke first. “Miguel?”

Both Miles and Gwen were looking at you like you’d grown a third arm.

“Maybe we should get him here?” You heard Jess saying from behind you. “And you,” her hands gripped both your shoulders to straighten you up in your seat. “You need to sober up.”

You stuck out your tongue as the other spider-woman brought her travel watch to eye-level.

“Lyla, I’m guessing Miguel doesn’t want to come, but—”

The AI cut Jess off with a cheeky smile. “He’s on his way, actually.”

“Miguel is coming?” Peter beamed, unable to contain his excitement.

“Great!” You clapped your hands a couple of times, eager to see him.

Hobie took a sip of his drink. “Bet he’s gonna ruin the vibe.”

Miles nodded right away.

You were about to protest when a chorus of greetings from diverse spiders echoed throughout the bar.

“Evening, boss.”

“Miguel! Great to see you here tonight.”

“Howdy, boss.”

“Meow!”

He was here and once he came into your field of vision — albeit slightly blurred — you felt your heart flutter.

“Look who decided to come out of his cave,” Jess said, her lips quirking up into a smile.

“Miguel!” Peter punched his bicep playfully.

You were waving your hands enthusiastically at him. “Hiiiiii!”

But Miguel wasn’t amused.

His eyes roamed across the table.

“Who brought the beer?”

Everyone immediately pointed at Peter — you included — who was already smiling sheepishly while raising both hands in defense.

“Miguel, we’re just celebrating a successful mission and—”

“Peter, how many times must I tell you not to bring that stuff here?”

“She only had a couple of beers,” Peter replied. “It’s not that strong. I don’t thin—”

“That’s your problem! You never think,” he replied, jabbing a finger at bim.

You giggled. Miguel looked extra hot when he was pissed off. Poor Peter, though.

“Up you go,” Hobie said, hoisting you from your seat, trying his best to keep your balance. “Mind your feet.”

“Wait where are we going?”

“You need to get some fresh air,” he said, helping your arm around his neck for support. “Mr’ Grumpy is about to ruin the mood, I reckon.”

You didn’t want to leave, but figured Hobie was right. He was always right.

“Where are you going?” You heard a voice call out once you’d turned your back.

You twirled on your feet nearly tripping and knocking Hobie down in the process.

“Wait… why are there two of you?” You hiccuped.

Both Miguels arched an eyebrow simultaneously. Impeccable synchronisation. “Two of… what?”

You reached out with your hand to touch one of them but it met with nothing but air.

Huh?

“We were goin’ out for some air.”

You shook your head and the two spider-man 2099 had finally merged into one.

You fluttered your eyelashes dramatically at him. “The just one last beer… pleeeeease…”

“I really can’t do that.”

“But you can do me!” you blurted out with a wink.

Miguel pursed his lips.

Chaos immediately erupted from the bar table, causing some of the spiders nearby to shift their attention to the commotion.

“Language! There’s kids here!” Peter said, trying to cover Gwen’s ears.

“We are not kids!”

Jessica clicked her tongue. “No more drinks for you, young lady.”

“—you are still kids at heart!” Peter was now dealing three very grumpy young spiders.

Hobie, however, saluted you with a proud smile on his face. “You left Miguel O’hara speechless. Respect.”

You giggled at Miguel who was definitely not amused. At all.

Before your brain could process what was happening, your body was being hauled from the ground and tossed over someone’s shoulder.

“Time to go home.”

“PUT ME DOWN!” you protested, balling your fists and smashing them against a very hardened surface. “MY BOYFRIEND IS GOING TO DEAL WITH YOU!”

You felt your stomach lurch violently from the motion and decided to tap your webshooters in an attention to free yourself.

The result was…

“HEY! Get-get this off me!”

“I’m sorry, Pavitr!”

Your blob of web had landed on his face, sending the young spider into a frenzy as both Miles and Gwen hurried to aid him.

“Who’s the bloke, hm?” Hobie asked with a grin.

“It’s classified!”

The spider-punk scoffed. “Is that code word for ‘capitalist knobhead’?”

“Funny, ‘cause when I first met Miguel he—” Gwen started.

But was promptly cut off. “Lyla, deactive her webshooters before someone loses an eye.”

“On it, boss!”

You growled in annoyance as an orange beam hit your wrists, rendering the devices uselss. It didn’t take long before you were being dragged out of the bar, multiple spiders glaring you and whispering to each other.

“We can take her home,” Jessica offered, patting the top of your head endearingly. “It’s close by.”

“No, I’ll do it.”

Hobie seemed visibly amused. “Maybe we should wait for her boyfriend to get here.”

The big man carrying you halted his steps.

“What?”

You blinked a few times as you saw the pavement start to tilt and go into a swirl. “I’m going to fall!”

A strong arm came to wrap around your waist, keeping your firmly in place.

That was close.

“Yeah she’s been sayin’ her boyfriend’s gonna be here,” Hobie shrugged.

“She’s had too much to drink,” Peter said dismissively.

“And he is!” you snapped. “See, he’s very strong, Jerry.”

“Really?”

“He’s the strongest spider-man,” you smiled, pride evident in your voice. “Very handsome…”

The spiders in front of you exhanged confused looks and as the motion resumed, your insides flipped momentarily.

“He’s really big, too…”

Jess spoke this time. “Big? As in… tall?”

You nodded. “Right! But also… his dic—”

“Enough!”

“Bloody hell…”

“Woah!” Jess gasped.

Miles, Pavitr, and Gwen, on the other hand, were having the time of their lives.

“Miguel’s face!” Gwen chuckled as Miles leaned on her shoulder fighting back the tears.

Oh. Right.

Miguel was the one carrying you…

Peter was absolutely scandalised, urging them back inside. “Let’s finish our apple juice,” Peter called, ruffling Pavitr’s hair. “I have these amazing photos of Mayday to show!”

None of the budged, though, enjoying the show.

“Real shame your boyfriend isn’t here to witness this,” Hobie said.

You grinned. “But he is! Right here!” you accentuated each word with a pat between Miguel’s shoulderblades.

“Ah, knew she was talking gibberish,” Hobie clicked his tongue.

Jess came to take a look at Miguel’s face. “I… don’t think she is.”

“Well! What a fun night,” Peter said in his usual cheerful voice.

“Wait… WHAT?!” Gwen and Pavitr half-yelled in unison.

Miguel let out growl. “Go back inside. We’ll talk about the next mission tomorrow.”

“But—”

He turned to face them, which had you clamp one hand on your mouth from the turbulence.

All three of them rushed back inside with Peter following closely behind.

“No wonder you showed up for once,” Jess said adjusting her glasses.

“Please… don’t start,” Miguel sighed. “Especially you.”

Hobie adjusted a couple of pins on his vest. “Chill, bro.”

“Say bye-bye,” Miguel said, tapping the back of your thighs.

You waved your hand clumsily at them. “Byeeee!”

Both of them returned the gesture, chuckling.

In no time, you felt yourself being hurled into the night sky across the tall buildings that covered the landscape of Nueva York.

The cool air and silence allowed the realisation to suddenly dawn on you as Miguel carried you effortlessly with each swing of his web, red glow flashing around you.

Fuck…

“They all know, don’t they…” you mumbled into his embrace when he made a quick stop at a rooftop.

“Yes.”

“Sorry, Miguel…” you hiccuped.

He pressed a soft kiss to your temple. “It was only a matter of time, I suppose.”

You curled up against him, cheek resting on his shoulder as he heaved a deep sigh and ran one hand along your back in a loving caress.

He had wanted it to be a secret mostly because he feared others might see it as a liability. After all, as long as he put up a front that he had nothing to lose, then it would be a great asset to have in this line of work.

Or so he thought.

Feeling the pounding headache brewing inside your head, you merely groaned into the crook of his neck.

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Could we work? pt 8

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Pairing: Billy Hargrove x F!reader

Summary: When billy rolls into town and all the girls are falling at his feet…… why won’t she?

Warning: Cussing, sexual comments, harassment, billy being well billy.

A/n: I will be posting a part Five to this, Please be sure to leave me some feedback, a follow and a reblog.  But please enjoy. Please be sure to let me know if you want to be tagged in the next part!  Please THIS IS NOT NO FREE USE YOU CANNOT PLAGIARIZE OR REPOST MY WORK ON THIRD PARTY SITES!!!

Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3| Pt.4 | Pt.5 | Pt.6| Pt.7

Word count: 625

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“So you didn’t invite me here to hook up?” He asked, I laughed so hard. He looked a little confused and leaned back in realization, I laughed so hard I had tears coming out of my eyes. 

“It’s not funny” He insisted, I calmed down taking a deep breath and smiling at him.

“Babes, I’m a virgin. I plan to keep my v-card until I meet my mister right. No offense, I’m sure there a plenty of other girls who would ride you like a pole. But I am not one of them, you may have a pretty face but it’s going to take more for me” I responded, he looked a little taken back and chuckled.

“Come on don’t be like that. I’ll tell you what, you can stay the night. Just don’t try anything slick” I said, he laughed and pulled off his jacket. 

“Okay, since you offered. But come honestly, would you date me?” He inquired of me, I was quiet for a minute.

“I mean I-“ I cut him off 

“Yeah, but you never asked me on a date. My Idea of dating may be a lot more tied down than yours, I want my boyfriend to be all about me, and untouchable by other girls. He should be able to talk to me about anything that he’s going through, I want them to know, I’ll fight for them. As long as they’re only Mine” I responded, he raised an eyebrow and smirked.

“Then will you go on a date with me tomorrow evening?” He questioned, I thought about it for a second and I acted forlorn like I was going to reject him.

“Well Billy, the thing is sure I’ll go on a date with you.” I announced, his face was showing that he was going through the motions. I chuckled and turned my attention back to the movie on the screen.

“Ok tell me, what do you like to eat?” He implored

“Well, I don’t eat burgers or steak. But everything else is free range, I mostly eat food from my culture though. So surprise me” I answered, he nodded and thought for a bit. He bit his lip in thought before hissing at the pain, I sighed and pulled back out my first aid kit.

“You have to be careful, try not to bite on your lips.” I spoke as I walked over to him. I sat back on his lap and started to reapply the antiseptic to his lip, his hands were back to holding my waist. 

“You really didn’t invite me here to hook up?” He asked again, I rolled my eyes and look him in the eyes.

“Billy Hargrove, I did not invite you here to hook up.” I assured him, his eyes raking over my body and back up to meet mine.

“Ok, well most of the time girls just want to use me. They like the way I make their legs shake” He voiced, I laughed and he rolled his eyes.

“Billy, by what I’m feeling under my thigh. I don’t doubt what you’re telling me, but I don’t want to use you. I think that you can be a genuine gentleman when you want to be, you have shown me nothing but kindness and gentleness so far. Even though I’ve seen how you can be very mean and rough to other people, I don’t want to use you. I want you to be able to feel comfortable with me, to talk with me, I’m not here to judge you or to make you feel as if you’re any less of a person.” I affirmed, he seemed quite taken aback. I stood up putting my kit away again and laid down in bed.

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Could we work?Pt9

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Pairing: Billy Hargrove x F!reader

Summary: When billy rolls into town and all the girls are falling at his feet…… why won’t she?

Warning: Cussing, sexual comments,fighting, billy being well billy.

A/n: I will be posting a part Five to this, Please be sure to leave me some feedback, a follow and a reblog.  But please enjoy. Please be sure to let me know if you want to be tagged in the next part!  Please THIS IS NOT NO FREE USE YOU CANNOT PLAGIARIZE OR REPOST MY WORK ON THIRD PARTY SITES

Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3| Pt.4 | Pt.5 | Pt.6| Pt.7| Pt.8

Word count:661

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Walking into school was a normal occurrence, but walking into school to be greeted by Billy on the verge of killing another student was new, for me at least. I walked through the crowd and saw Billy at the center on top of another boy beating the living shit out of him, I sighed and stopped in front of Billy. I squatted down to his level placing my books in front of my legs to stop people from looking up my skirt. He looked at me and stopped punching the poor kid, I raised an eyebrow at him and shrugged my shoulders. He just watched as I stood back up and walked away, I didn’t need to talk for Billy to finally understand me. It’s been two and a half months since he met me now, he took one last look at the kid on the ground and got up. The crowd parted for him slowly dispersing as he made his way closer to where I stood at my locker, I looked at him for a quick second and smiled.

“That kid was talking shit about you, he called you a whore for hanging around me” Billy elaborated, my smile faded and I nodded closing my locker.

“But he won’t be able to talk now, even if he does I’ll kill him.” He said, I let out a small laugh and I started walking to our class. Billy followed me to class and didn’t leave my side, there were a lot of whispers and stares from people about this morning’s incident. As we sat down, a girl walked over to Billy’s side of the desk.

“Hey Billy, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the drive-in later? I heard there’s a new slasher film out.” She asked suggestively, Billy smirked and licked his lips.

“Actually I have a hot date tonight, sorry toots” He stated confidently, she looked a little upset but quickly ‘masked’ it with a sarcastic smile and marched away. I wrote a note to Billy before taking out my class materials. ‘Billy, a lot of the girls are gossiping about a night with you, I bet she just wanted to try it.’ He read the note before turning to me, he laughed and rolled his eyes.

“What happened to wanting your man to be untouchable by other girls?” He inquired, I was actually confused. My mind was wandering the whole class period, why would Billy Hargrove not jump to sleep with a girl? He is known for not wanting to be tied down, is he changing for me? No way, that’s ridiculous, right?

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Lunch finally came around and I quickly Grabbed Amara dragging her out to my car. She was very confused as I usually acted pretty calm, once she and I were in the car I started to spill.

“Amara, he’s changing. Well, I think he is, he turned down sex for me. He beat up a kid for me, and he really listened to me. I think he wants to actually be with me or he’s trying really hard to sleep with me. But I want to believe he just wants to be with me, I’m tired of all these guys just trying to get in my pants.” I rambled

“Calm down, Y/N I’ve seen how he acts with you. Though I have a little bit of suspicion, I truly think he wants to be with you. But you can’t let him know, just keep acting how you have been and see where it goes. I heard he’s trouble and I would hate to have to hide a body.” She said, I laughed at her last comment and she smiled. It was sweet until I heard a knock on my window. I turned around to see Billy standing there, I opened the car door and he bent down to meet my line of sight.

“If you don’t feed me who will” He commented

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