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Playing With Fire (Part One)

Word count: 1.3K 

Summary: Y/N was born with a terrible curse back in the late 1920′s. Taken in and cared for by Howard Stark, Y/N finds her family with two super soldiers. Until she gets frozen by Hydra and unthawed for bad. The avengers need all of the help they can get with her. They need a spider.

PETER PARKER X READER

Part Two  Part Three  Part Four  Part Five  Part Six

The wooden bedframe and flower print curtains slowly caught on fire as the orange flames encased everything in their path. It only took a couple of seconds for the entire house to go up in flames. It only took a couple of hours for the entire house to turn to ash. Her parents were still inside, slowly burning to death. Their screams echoed around the neighbourhood.

Firefighters weren’t able to find the source of the fire, but that was because she was the source of the fie. She was born with the ability to control the elements. In secret, she practiced her powers. She was good at controlling the wind, the water, ice and plants. But fire, that was what really got to her. it was just something she wasn’t able to grasp complete control of.

No, fire really fucked up her life. Friends and family, they had all lost their lives because of her.

At sixteen years old, Y/N had lost almost everything because of fire. It forced her to develop thick skin.

It hurt. It really hurt.

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Caught In Their Webs (Series Masterlist)

NWH Spoilers below and in this series, read at your own risk!!!(Masterlist will be updated as story progresses, not much yet)

Summary: Your best friend and long term crush Peter Parker rocks up at your apartment with two other Peters Parkers in tow and tells you he has managed to break the damn multiverse. You agree to host the two other Peters, whilst your Peter tries to fix the damn multiverse. What will happen during a full week with three Peters filtering in and out of your apartment.

* = Smut

Prologue

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

on his desk | p.parker

teacher!peter fucks you on his classroom desk.

pairing: peter parker x fem!reader

warning: smut. not proofread!

w/c: 0.7k

a/n: ye, what the synopsis says.

peter was having a stressful day.

not only, did most of his students fail his test, but he has an overload of tests he needs to grade. he sighed, pushing the front of his hair with his fingers, he leaned against his uncomfortable chair.

he looked at the papers he needed to grade and mentally screamed inside. he felt a buzzing sensation coming from his pocket, knowing it was a message from you.

you always text him during his lunchtime.

peter got his phone out of his pants; "hey, i'm coming over." it said, shrugging, he thought nothing of it.

after few minutes, he heard a polite knock coming from his classroom door. "come in." he says, grading another failed test which earned an annoyed groan from him.

"whoa, there." you enter, holding a disposable container stuffed with sushi.

peter turned to you and gave you a weak smile. you walked over, kissing his cheek. "you okay?" you ask, placing the food on his desk.

he said nothing, grabbing your wrist, pulling you down, towards his lap. his lips immediately started to attack yours. you smiled against his desperate lips as your lips moves in sync with his.

a low groan came out of your mouth when peter started to kiss down your neck. "someone's eager today." you tease, pulling his brown curls as you threw your head back in utter bliss.

peter sucked harshly on your collarbone, making sure to leave a small dark bruise later. "gosh, (y/n), you looked so fucking hot this morning." he smiles at you.

"could say the same thing about you." you reply, leaning down to kiss his soft but chapped lips.

"hmm— i missed you— so— so— much." he says between kisses making you giggle. you slowly started to grind on his very obvious boner.

he lets out a low groan, pulling away from the kiss. you grind a bit faster, "no teasing." he warns before getting up, which made you warp your legs around his waist.

he gently puts you on his desk, shoving the paperwork away, some falling to the ground, but he didn't care.

peter wasted to time, swept your sundress up while you desperately unbuckle his belt. he pushed your panties aside, pulling down his boxers to reveal his hardened cock.

the red tip was already leaking precum.

he lines his cock with your aroused cunt before slamming into you, earning a loud moan from your mouth. your hands fly to his brown curls, pulling them a little.

peter lets out a low groan, and starts his fast and harsh thrust. he had no mercy, hiding his face in the crook of your neck as you shut your mouth in order to stay quiet.

peter kept moaning and whimpering in your ear, his each thrust hitting your sweet spot making you squirm beneath him, knowing that you can't make a loud noise.

even though, his thrusts were getting sloppy, peter didn't stop. pumping in and out of you like a crazy maniac, the desk moving with him.

the sound of skin slapping filled the room. you felt a familiar knot forming in your stomach, realizing that you are close, you clench around peter which made his hip stutter.

"oh— fuck, (y/n), just like that." he grunts in your ears. you do as he pleases, clenching around him. peter throws his head back, closing his eyes before looking at you.

your face scrunched up in pleasure, mouth agape as you felt peter hand cup your cheeks. he leaned in you, capturing you into a kiss while his thrusts never stopping.

"p-peter, i'm so close." you whispered against his lips, a small string of saliva connected between you and peter's lips.

"cum, fuck, please cum with me." he practically begged and you nod, releasing it all along side with him. his warm liquid shooting inside you as peter slows his pace.

both of you out of breath, covered in sweat. taking a moment to breathe. "best sex ever!" he says in joy, extending his hand for you to high-five him.

you laugh, slapping his palm with yours, obviously out of breath. "we should do it in your class more often."

© modernstoner

And suddenly all the love songs were about you

peter parker x reader

in which you borrow Peter's sweater and find his ipod with a playlist of your name 💌

includes ! fluff , set after nwh.

word count - 2,3k

–> can u guys believe im posting cause i can't :") wrote something similar for druig months ago and thought how cute it would be with toms peter so here we are <3 hope u guys enjoy! pls excuse any mistakes ty the playlist

mlist | reqs open.

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peter's life had quite literally been turned upside down, he had no one to call his until you walked into his life. you gave him hope, you made him feel like truly living again, you made him feel like himself again. it wasn't like he didn't miss his old friends and all the people that knew him- he still missed them and still longed for them but you made it bearable, you made him feel that it will be okay, he will be okay.

you and peter were sat in the library, studying together for the upcoming test you both had, peter looked up to see your eyebrows scrunched together in concentration, the tip of your pencil slowly tapping against your lips. peter noticed the way your face relaxed when you understood something as you noted it down, peter noticed how you smiled whenever he greeted you, peter noticed your perfume and the way you always hugged him and the way you always made hearts on your notes. you made peter feel like home. something he hadn't felt since michelle and him shared those two weeks. those two weeks which meant the entire world to him were kind of fading away as his heart took over you, how he slowly started to forget them and they only existed as a fragment of his memory. now he longed for every single moment with you.

"y/n?" he spoke quietly, making you look up from your book.

"yes pete?" you replied.

peter smiled softly, he loved it when you called him that, it made him feel like he was in love, maybe he was, "I just, thank you. I know I say it a lot but just you make me feel normal again after everything I just, really- yeah, thank you." he spoke softly, peter hadn't told you in detail or in many words but you understood that he lost the people he loved and they weren't coming back, you didn't ask questions and held him as he cried and sought comfort.

"peter, it's fine, really" you assured, "I'm here to stay."

"thank you." he replied, a smile on his face.

you smiled back, your eyes down on your notes again, you wrapped your arms against yourself slowly rubbing yourself, new york sure got cold quickly. peter noticed you getting cold, just like he noticed everything else. he pulled his black sweater from his bag and handed it to you, "here, you seem cold, wear this." he said, a small smile on his face.

"oh, what- no, peter, it's fine. it's not that cold anyway and what if you get cold later you know it's just fine-"

"y/n just take it please? it's alright I'm not cold anyway."

"peter i-"

"y/n please?" he insists, with a sigh you mutter out a small okay and take it, pulling it over your head. "better?" he asked.

"yeah" you replied, "thank you pete." you smiled softly.

"don't worry about it." he replied, beaming.

you and peter studied and talked every now and then with him stealing glances at you, it was around six thirty pm, the closing time of the library when the librarian told you to leave, sighing you picked up your books and followed peter outside.

"will you hold my bag so i can remove the sweater-"

"won't you be cold if you return it right now? it's even colder now then it was before!" he exclaimed.

"I'll be fine pete my dorm's just a short walk away!" you replied.

"nope, you'll be cold, just return it back to me tomorrow? and no don't say that I'll need it cause believe it or not I do have more sweaters." he replied cheekily.

you smiled sighing, "alright peter, I'll see you tomorrow! get home safe!" you said, smiling warmly.

-

you entered your dorm and quickly turned the heater on, kicking your sneakers off you climbed on your bed, your bag on the floor. once the room was warm enough you pulled out peter's sweater, taking in the way he smelled, you smiled softly hugging the sweater. you felt something in the pockets of his sweater, curious, you reached for it revealing an ipod.

smiling to yourself, you started the ipod. of course peter parker still uses an ipod. you scrolled through his playlists stopping suddenly as you found one titled with your name and a heart. your heart picked up its paces your breath quickened, your finger hovered over your name. both nervous and excited to open it.

"theres no way this could be bad right?" you whispered to yourself, your finger almost touching the screen.

taking a deep breath you opened the playlist and scrolled through all the songs, pleasantly surprised on how every single song was a love song. no one thinks about a friend while listening to 'enchanted' right? you pressed play and laid down on your bed, clutching the sweater tightly against your chest, thinking about how were you going to ask peter about this or just... act normal when you see him again tomorrow for class.

-

while you were debating on ways to ask peter about this thing and laying on bed listening to the playlist he made while thinking of you, the one he listened to religiously everyday as he daydreamed about what it would like to call you his and kiss you and hold your hand, he was back at his apartment frantically searching for his ipod. peter flipped his stuff around and still couldn't find it, totally unknown to fact that he left it in the sweater he gave you, he thought he must have lost it or forgotten it at library. sighing he laid on his bed, his eyes closed as thought about you while the song 'love grows' replayed in his head. peter hummed the song the song as he thought about dancing with you to that song in his apartment, peter smiled brightly, his eyes still closed as he imagined the same scene over and over until he gradually fell asleep.

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the next day came quicker then you wanted it too, you couldn't exactly figure out how you were going to just walk up to your best friend and say, "oh yeah so i found a playlist on your ipod with my name cause i was snooping cause you left it in the sweater I borrowed and it has all love songs so are you going to kiss me or i should i kiss you?" sadly, that's not how it worked and you needed to find a proper way to ask him about this, which was harder than you thought it would be.

you and peter shared your second and last class on friday, usually you looked forward to classes with him but today you were dreading them. it's not that you were scared that he didn't actually like you- the playlist was enough proof that he did but the way your heart fluttered knowing that he honestly liked you made you nervous. how were you even supposed to act now? were you supposed to play it cool or act a bit flirty hoping he'd get the hint? you were incredibly lost.

"hey y/n!" you heard peter's voice as he jogged over to you outside your class, leaning in to give you a hug from which you pulled away quicker then you should've. peter's eyebrows scrunched together in confusion for a second. you gave him a nervous smile, "hi peter" you spoke, reaching for your bag and pulling out his sweater, handing it to him quickly, "thanks for this." you said, giving him a small smile.

peter picked up on your nervous behavior, your timidness, the way you pulled away quickly, the way you didn't call him 'pete'. peter knew something was wrong.

he walked in the class, you long gone not waiting for him. he was glad to see a seat free next you. he quickly stumbled over, "can i sit here?" he asked warmly.

"of course peter why would you even ask that." you replied, laughing nervously.

"you just seem....different." he replied, sitting next you carefully, his eyes on yours- yours roaming around the class ignoring his.

"just tired." you replied.

"if you say so." peter sighed.

-

"that's all for today's lecture. partners for the upcoming project are posted on the bulletin board, please remember to submit them on time as they make up for half of your grade this semester." the lecturer spoke as the students starting shuffling. you quickly got up and started to leave for your next class, your hand tightly clutching your bag.

"y/n! wait up!" you heard peter yell, you stopped but didn't turn to his way, it just felt weird.

peter came up to you, standing right in front of you, "we are partners for the project! we could start working today at your dorm if that's fine? we should get started cause it's worth a lot of our grade you know so yeah." he spoke, biting his lip, his hands gripping his bag pack, a glint of nervousness in his eyes.

"of course." you breathed, the same nervous smile taking over your face. "i should get going now I've a class" you spoke quickly and started walking away.

"I'll see you at four at your dorm!" yelled peter as you walked away.

Few hours passed and it was finally four, in between of his classes and spidey duties peter didn't even notice the time slip away while you were aware of every single second that passed. as four pm grew closer your nervousness knew no bounds. peter was going to be in your room, on your bed, with you. it's not like those things hadn't happened before but when they did you didn't know that he liked you and now that you did know it, it changed everything. it changed the way you remembered all the times peter bought you flowers just cause he felt like it. it changed the way you remembered all those sleepovers you had where you just fell asleep on him. friends don't look at friends that way, it was true.

peter started walking to your dorm, the air around new york starting to become colder and the cloud's getting grayer, he felt a gush of wind against his body, the feeling of warmness leaving his body instantly, peter grabbed the sweater from his bag, putting it on he put his hands in the pockets, rubbing them against the warm wool when he felt his ipod on his cold fingers.

peter stopped walking, his eyes went wide as everything clicked. you had seen his playlist on you, it was the only thing that explained your behavior today. peter almost felt as if he was free of a bone crushing secret he had held on for years, you knew by now that when he closed his eyes he pictured you, when he fantasized- you were his fantasy. now you knew, now he was free. but the real question was if you did the same, felt the same.

he reached your dorm and knocked on your door, a new sense of confidence entering his body. he couldn't quite put a finger on how it filled his body- was it your nervousness through out the day around him or was it the way he sensed your breath hitching and your heart racing, either way peter was glad he had it.

you opened the door and smiled anxiously, muttering a small "come in", peter walked past you and you felt an unsettling breeze, peter picked on your heart raced, he smiled to himself- as if he was pleased to be the reason for your anxiousness today (which he was), he sat on the chair across your desk and turned it towards you, you sat on your bed- your hands smoothing out your skirt. "should we get started on the project?" you spoke, your eyes avoiding his.

"yeah, sure, but before that i wanted to ask you something." he spoke, his eyes on you, hands fishing out the ipod.

"what is it?" you spoke quickly, your voice jittery.

"this" he spoke showing the ipod to you, "did you see something on this, something about you perhaps?"

"what? no, what are you even talking about peter? i don't even know what that this!" you defended anxiously.

"don't lie y/n, i know you know." he said quietly, walking up from the chair to your bed.

"know what?" you replied, a breathy, nervous laugh leaving your throat.

"the playlist y/n, you have been acting weird the whole day and then i find this ipod in the pocket of the sweater i lent you." he sat down next to you, "i'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable but i just really like you and those songs are really how i feel, it's okay if you don't-"

"i like you too peter." you stuttered, your face getting hot. suddenly you were aware of how close peter was sitting next to you. how your knees touched and you could feel his breath on your neck.

peter blushed, a soft pink glow covered his face as he smiled sweetly, his hand laid soft against your cheek, "can i kiss you?" he asked, his eyes on yours.

"yes." you replied softly, barely above a whisper.

your eyes closed as his lips gently laid over yours, your hands found his waist and pulling him ever closer as your lips moved in harmony against his.

"i really like you." he said, breaking the kiss, the soft pink glow still on his face, a smile loosely hanging from his lips.

"i really like you too" you replied, beaming.

peter grabbed the ipod and pressed play, he took your hands in his and leaned his forehead against yours, "i really really like you" he said again as 'enchanted' played.

you smiled softly, kissing his nose delicately, "me too."

25 Days of Kinkmas! Ahh

I would like to say that any underage character I write smut for is aged up to 18. There are some characters that are on this list that in the movies/show, are underage, so when I write for them, they will be 18.  

Should I? Am I? Yes, Yes I am. 😩🤭

Day 1: Steve Harrington(Marking)

Day 2: Billy Hargrove(Spanking)

Day 3: Eddie Munson(Dry Humping)

Day 4: Jim Hopper(Boots)

Day 5: Robin Buckley(Public/Semi-Public)

Day 6: Nancy Wheeler(Thigh Riding)

Day 7: Hermione Granger(Stockings)

Day 8: Harry Potter(Praise Kink)

Day 9: Pansy Parkinson(Body Worships)

Day 10: Draco Malfoy(Voice Kink)

Day 11: Ron Weasley(Edging)

Day 12: Sirius Black(Voyeurism)

*These fics won't be long because I am in a writers block. However I still want to do this so I am sorry in advance, but I do still hope you enjoy.

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Day 1: Finger Sucking (Tony Stark)                      

Day 2: Biting/Scratching (Peter Parker)

Day 3: Mirror Sex (Peter Pevensie)

Day 4: Cockwarming (Remus Lupin)

Day 5: Sleepy/Somnophilia (James Potter)

Day 6: Wax (Thor Odinson)

Day 7: Costumes;) (Fred Weasley)

Day 8: Nudes/Phone sex (Bruce Banner)

Day 9: Handcuffs (Loki Laufeyson)

Day 10: Caught (Edmund Pevensie)

Day 11: Threesome (Natasha Romanoff & Wanda Maximoff)

Day 12: Knife Play (Eddie Munson)

Day 13: Double Penetration (Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes)

Kinktober Day 2-Peter Parker(Biting/Scratching)

Sorry it's late but im lazy, hope you enjoy.

TW: Unprotected sex, biting and "scratching"

Words: 533

May fell asleep a while ago but Peter just wanted to be extra safe before doing what he wanted to do. 

He looked over to his aunt one more time to triple check she was asleep before moving his hand, that was originally around his girlfriends hips, down a bit further. 

Her head was on his arm, watching the movie when she felt his hand go into her pj shorts and rub her slit. 

He took his middle finger and slowly pushed his finger inside her, causing her to bite her lip to keep in the sound she so desperately wanted to make. 

After a couple seconds, he pulled his finger out, causing her to whine. 

He tutted in her ear, pulling down his sweats just enough to release his cock and then slowly lowering her pj shorts. 

He slowly rubbed his cock up and down her slit a few times before inserting himself inside. 

She turned her head towards his arm and bit down to stop the loud moan she wanted to release. 

He started pumping, going faster and faster until she was biting his arm, which may have caused him to bleed a little bit.  

She was gripping his arm so tight, she left nail imprints on them. 

He looked down at her, his breathing starting to become short. 

“I'm about to cum baby but I need you to cum first. Can you do that love? Huh?” Peter whispered in her ear.

She nodded and closed her eyes as soon as she felt his finger rubbing her clit. 

“Oh my gosh Pete, Im cumming petey oh my godddd” She whispered to him, running her nails up his arm before forcing it over her mouth to help stop the big moan she let out as she came. 

He continued rubbing her slowly helling her come down but also helping him cum as well. 

And a couple minutes later, he pulled out before cumming all over her back. 

He moaned in her ear as he came and she sighed as she felt his warm release. 

The sigh almost sounded relieved, as if she’s been waiting for this to happen. 

He took a deep breath before pressing a kiss to her lips.

They quickly pulled away when they heard shuffling next to them and they both looked over to see may turning over to face them. 

They both held their breath, but once she did a little snore, they both released a breath. 

They looked at eachother and giggled before she quickly pulled her shorts up and stood up, on shaky legs. 

Peter raised an eyebrow as if to ask what she's doing. 

And she just pointed to the end of the movie credits and whispered she was gonna go to the bathroom to change her shirt. 

He just nodded and stood up too. 

He looked at may again before, walking over to her, covering her with the blanket by her feet, and turned off the tv. 

Then he went to his room, to find his girl already laying there, waiting for him. 

He smiled and closed his door, walking towards the bed and joining her. 

Both immediately falling into a long ass sleep.

r a m b l e s

just like imagine peter not being able to sleep because he's like super honry, and you guys are just friends, and he gives you a call before he even realises what he's doing, and all you hear is a whine from the other end of the line telling you how much he needs you.

totally not wishing that could happen to me

c l a s s r o o m

I can't get the thought of being in the same class as Peter, and forgetting your notes from the previous lesson, so he gives you his. And the next day you go to thank him and how you are in his debt, and he says something like 'well you could always go on a date with me' and at a complete shock for words you just nod your head and pull out a pen to write you number on his hand. And then you proceed to scurry off like a little rat because you're so flustered.

yes i called you a rat.. but youre a cute rat