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Requested by anon: Teaching inexperienced Peter how to kiss and it escalates quickly.
Note: At first I didn’t know how to write this but I really like the way it turned out, I hope this is what you wanted! Also I hoped this to be short but whenever I write things get out of control so sorry lol. Anyway enjoy!
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Peter had a plan.
Ever since he knew about the science trip, Peter made a plan to confess his feelings for you. And it was perfect really, if things went the way he planned them, except they didn’t.
Of course the first step failed when he had ended up sitting next to Mr. Harrington on the flight after Ned had claimed he had a perfume allergy. And of course you ended up sitting next to your ex, Brad Davis.
The Brad Davis. The once scrawny eleven year old boy, now ripped sixteen year old guy had dated you for around a year and half during the blip, since you both were part of the un dusted ones. And Peter wasn’t the kind to feel intimidated by enemies, in fact he always ran in the direction of danger, but damn he felt embarrassingly intimidated by the six feet tall guy, thinking himself wouldn’t be good enough for you.
Pushing those thoughts away, Peter still wanted to follow his plan and bought you a glass necklace of your favorite flower, which he was planning to give you on top of the Eiffel Tower when he confessed his feelings for you and then hopefully have his first kiss with you.
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no offense but angst leading to smut will always top everything else. argue with the wall because i ain’t hearing it ok, the yearning? the heartache that leads to hurried kisses or passionate slow ones? the face grab? the holding them as close as they can during? shut up!
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𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 : Bucky had to sit back and watch another man touch you, but now that the ruse is over, he’s going to erase every trace of him off your skin.
𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: TFAWS Bucky x Reader
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 2.9K
𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 : Possessive (mostly protective) Bucky, creampie, hint of exhibitionism kink, breeding kink, choking, semi public sex, smut, (oral f receiving), minors DNI
A/N: Based on a gif and that scene from this week. Beta’d by the wonderful @whisperlullaby but all mistakes are my own.
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He knew he had fucked up, his arrogant demeanor slipping away when the former winter soldier glared at him. The tense, yet calm atmosphere shattered the second he snatched your hand off Bucky’s arm, placing a distinctly moist kiss on your knuckles while grabbing your thigh.
And when Bucky lifted him out of his seat by his throat, everyone knew that he would never make that mistake again.
Earlier that evening.
The nightclub certainly lived up to its reputation, you didn’t even make it past the entrance before you were being offered pink skull shaped candies. Shaking your head at what you assumed was ecstasy, you looked around the large room. Bright strobes of neon lights wave through the crowd splitting the darkness, the heavy thumping bass of the music vibrating through the floors. A husky mix of smoke, sweat, and liquor cling to the thick cloudy air.
People jump and sway around you, a mob of glittery, sweaty limbs touching and grinding against each other. You navigate through the crowd, swatting away wandering hands and stray lips until you make your way to the bar. Signaling the bartender, you order a shot of tequila, needing a little liquid courage.
You weren’t supposed to be here, but the only alias they could use to get a meeting with the buyer was part of a couple. And you were the only one that could help them out. Bucky was too well known through these parts and there was no way an Avenger could disguise himself among this crowd. Which left John Walker and you, a fact that Sam and Bucky hated.
You could see past Bucky’s stoic demeanor to the seething rage lurking beneath his seemingly cold indifferent blue eyes during the meeting, rage that grew each time John emphasized how loving the couple was known to be. The thought of having his hands on you turned your stomach.
Honestly, you were only doing this for Bucky.
While the information you could get from the buyer would help the team, it would also lead to another name on his list. A fact that only you and Bucky were aware of and the only reason he was allowing this to happen.
You know him so well that you picked up on the way the corner of his mouth twitched whenever he was upset, how he would tap his left knee with his index finger as if he were counting down in his head, a grounding technique he picked up from somewhere.
You intertwined your fingers in his while you listened, rubbing your thumb across his palm, tapping along with him. His quick squeeze telling you he was okay. He has to shut down and compartmentalize otherwise his emotions would get the best of him.
You and Sam remember the last time you were in danger, the destruction he reigned down to save you was astonishing. Rule number 2 of his does not apply to you in the slightest.
If he even thinks you’re in danger, there is no stopping him.
A fact he reminded a smug John of several times during the planning process.
You pulled down the end of your form-fitting teal dress and threw back the shot, the crystal clear liquid burning it’s way down your throat. Wiping your mouth off with the back of your hand, you slide the glass down the counter.
You balance your weight on your heels, warily watching John approaching you, wearing his fur-lined coat, a snarky smile on his face. It takes everything you have to not cringe when he pulls you in for a hug, kissing the shell of your ear.
“We’re being watched, so play your role, I have plans for tomorrow that I’m very interested in keeping,” he whispers, his hands moving down your back, resting above your ass.
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1- they like you
2- they have you
3- they get tired, so they distance themselves
4- they call/text whenever they want attention (sex)
5- they find another girl. They either ghost you or keep you delulu in the hookup cycle. (He needs someone after he gets tired of the new girl. That’s you :))
They want you until they have you.
A/N: I love this imagine. I honestly wrote the first Ron x reader and I really like it. It’s cute and a bit angsty but I really like it. And I like the fact that I wrote a Ron x reader. Again I wrote in first person because why not but now i have to do the laundry and go watch Gandhi. Appereantly, it’s a good movie but I’ll get back to you.
PAIRING: Ron Weasley x reader
REQUEST: Can I please get Ron weasley x reader???? No one writes for Ron and I am v upset
Sometimes I can’t help who I am. I can’t help the cruelty or the words that come out of my mouth. I can’t help to feel satisfied whenever I teach somebody a lesson of not to mess with me or to feel so great after hurting somebody after wishing for a long time. It makes me feel good.
I think it’s because of how it always was back home and how it still continues to be. Did my family make me like this? Friends, if I could call them that? I preferred not having them. Nobody ever understood what was going through my mind. Nobody truly felt how I felt, trapped in my own body, feeling it as nothing more but a vessel, a prison for my soul.
I’ve wanted more. I’ve always wanted more than what I got that is why I understood some Dark wizards more than I should have. Because power is the key to everything.
I never read many books, never even thought of touching one because I always believed I was smarter than a stupid book. But time after time I saw books holding information to something much greater than my intelligence. That’s why I was always hiding behind one.
Except for the days I had to do my Prefect duty. Not hard to become a Prefect with manageable grades and a fake smile.
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word count: 4122
WARNING: SMUT
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