#i really like nwh so everytime i watch it

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i was about to go to sleep but no way home was on tv & i was watching it and then i started thinking about how…

scarlett doesn’t cry easily. she never did. and it’s especially rare to catch her crying in front of other people. but if she was involved with the whole thing just like mj & ned ( i’m not saying she was, but if ) she would cry with peter’s goodbye. she wouldn't care, she'd just cry because it would break her heart to know that they’d forget about peter and there was nothing she could do about it.

he was one of her closest friends. i imagine they became especially close after they got back from the blip, and losing him as a friend would be hard for her to accept because after all, he was the only friend she had who was also a hero and was pretty much the same age as her, therefore the only one who could understand her. she’d welcome kate, kamala and cassie into her life soon after that, and the’d fill that spot too— but peter was the first so that it would be really hard.

and maybe even after having the girls to share that part of her life, she’d still felt that something was missing, but she could never say exactly what and that’s sad.

i also imagine she’d promise him that she’d keep protecting ned and mj, that she’d keep an eye on them for him. and she would still be their friend after that but since she'd no longer remember about her promise, they’d be just friends from school. without peter, and with everyone moving on with their lives outside of school, things wouldn't be the same after a while and they’d eventually lose contact.

[lorenlily]

AAAAAAAAHHHH ok

hi, feb anon here

you should 100% watch derry girls, it is so hilarious omg! as an irish/english person who is growing up in england, it is literally the funniest show i've watched recently! all three seasons are *chefs kiss* brilliant.

gilmore girls is also great! i do love rory and logan together, i just love logan in general. the more i watch the show, the more i come to think of him as rory's best love interest! you should defintly try it out! i won't say anymore on that so as not to spoil anything.

i am very frustrated rn because once upon a time has been taken off neflix and i don't have disney+ so i can't have the killian and emma content that i crave, but it's ok i'll find a way to watch their episodes :)!

my top three from rep are call it what you want, dress and getaway car

from evermore they are long story short, coney island feat the national and champagne problems (with special mention to evermore feat bon iver because i love it so much)

and from midnights it's paris, would've could've should've and labyrinth,

that was hard omg

i haven't read daisy jones and the six but i will have to check it out now that you've reccommended it, along with that fantasy series. i just bought shadow and bone, as i've seen a lot of love for the books and tv show so i'm gonna try and read that. have you read it? if so, what are your thoughts?

i am really excited for maisie peters second album, body better, to be released as i am obsessed with the lead single and love her music! i haven't listened to paramours album yet but i've been meaning to, same with gracie abram's discography. i'm gonna try to listen to all of gracies stuff before her next album release.

as for marvel, i used to like it a lot, but i think that was more because everyone else did and i wanted to feel included. now tho, the films just seem kinda lifeless. like there are so many filmos and tv shows being mass produced by them that none of it feels unique or authentic, and all the dialogue is just sarcastic and quick witted and kinda mean. idk, i'm just not really that into it anymore. i liked tom hollands spiderman films though, and i've been meaning to watch andrew garfields spiderman for a while.

and as you can see from this ridiculously long message i am a rambler too.

i don't really know what else to say about me, there's not a lot to tell. i like alice oseman and plants and taylor swift and most of my life centres around music and musicians and different media i enjoy.

umm, yeah, i wish i had more to say about me but there's just not really a lot.

what about you tho, any new medias or things coming out that you're excited for? anything interesting about yourself? any fun facts? i'm curious.

i hope you are having a lovely day and everything goes well and you have a nice time doing whatever you plan to do <3

hiiiiiiiii <3

yeah see marvel movies are mostly alright and very surface level but honestly they messed a lot of things up with endgame that it's made me lose the love i had for some movies. i've always loved the ant man movie and fantastic four is literally the only other project i'm excited for. I hate how they cancelled great shows so only disney+ shows remain and now everytime I watch something i just think about the potential they had lmao i could rant on it all day long....

toms movies are okay but nwh is the only goood one for me and i love the amazing spiderman movies the most!!

oh maisie i liked the music she made for the trying soundtrack (idk what the show is i haven't watched it) and i love songs her eps especially the list and daydreams and adore you and details. her album i only really loved and listen to outdoor pool and volcano but body better!!!! omg I love it so much and I'm excited for her new album I really love this sound

difficult has become my favourite gracie song so i'm excited for the new album and i really love how she's got great bops and really depressing songs (which aren't boring for me to listen to)

ouat is so good even when it's bad lol and it's annoying it got taken off netflix! derry girls i've been meaning to watch and it sounds so good!! lol gilmore girls got spoiled for me which idm i don't think i would've watched it but honestly my dash is mostly rogan shippers and i'd say they're correct too

djats i liked the style of the book and its inspired by fleetwood mac and the civil wars (both artists i've never listened to lol) and the band is supposed to be 70s rock which i have no idea what that sounds like so I'm excited for the music but from all the promo they clearly have changed some scenes from the book which kinda made me less excited but i'm still gonna watch it i just think the discourse about "ships" when it's released is going to be inssuferable lol i think mostly i'm excited to expand on a few of the side characters storylines more

i think like majority people i prefer the six of crows duology to the shadow and bone trilogy (its not bad just the other one is sooo good) and honestly the shows okay but the things i've heard about season 2 like joining both book 2+3 for the plot of the second season i'm just so confused about the direction but it's not long till it's released now (literally everything is releasing in march lol)

now onto taylor! your top 3s are so superior omg!!!! the coney island and labyrinth appreciation! you're literally after my heart!!! what rerecordings are you most excited for? do you have any unreleased tracks you would really like on some of the vaults!! the two lover tracks omg those snippets are soooo goood i really really want them released!!!!!

well now i've thought about it there's actually a lot of things i'm excited for this year!! creed 3 is coming out next month i love those movies! and john wick 4! across the spiderverse looks absolutely incredible! apparently there's a new insidious movie coming out this year (it's my comfort horror series lol) hafsah faizals new book a tempest of tea which is pitched as king arthur meets peaky blinders with vampires!!!!!!! it's alll the things i love! and it's the one book i'm most excited for!! speaking of peaky blinders the movie is filming this year and any behind the scenes crumbs i'm so ready for!! the pjo tv show its looking like its not going to coming out until next year but I'm anticipating at least a trailer since filming has ended and we're getting a new pjo book with percy, annabeth and grover again as well as the solangelo book called the sun and the star! also the little mermaid movie she's absolutely going to kill it!! and is it wishful thinking to say speak now tv (which my dream release date of this year would be september 1st! it's a friday 🙏) and so many other things but this message is getting very long lol

honestly same! i'm literally made up of the media's i consume lol my life is pretty boring and all i've done this year so far is get job rejections and get ill lmao but the biggest source of comfort in my life is my nephew's who i look after almost every weekend :)

and i guess another little thing about me is my dream would be to write a book i have so many ideas in my head but o can't seem to get them on paper, even just practising writing a scene i find hard to do. i think at most i just want to learn how to write. i don't even think it'd go anywhere like i don't think anything will be ready to publish or whatever but just for myself i think it'd help free up my mind if i got my ideas out of my head and fully thought out and wrote a book. what about you? what's your dream job or passion? is there anything new you're trying out or want to? anything you'd want to go back and revisit?

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AU where all the NWH villains share an apartment and reader falls in love with Norman.

Requested: Yes! Anon.

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Swearing

Pairing: NWH Villains x Reader (Platonic) Norman Osborn x Reader (Romantic)

Characters: Otto Octavius, Norman Osborn, Max Dillon (Mentioned in Passing), Flint Marko (Mentioned in Passing), Curtis Connors (Mentioned in Passing)

Authors note: This takes place during This Preferences time frame. My requests are open so don’t hesitate to make requests.

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You can’t help the fact that you fell in love with the scientist and ex-villain.

Norman was kind and he tended to be more introverted than the other 4 ex-villains 

He was adorable and always got so excited when you asked him questions about science.

That is how you ended up in the lab located in your basement. 

One of the perks of being a friend of the Starks.

Norman was ranting about something regarding some kind of science thing but you were not listening.

You were a little too preoccupied watching the way Norman’s eyes lite up like a child on christmas whenever he was talking about something he was really passionate about.

When Norman was in the lab your eyes had a tendency to wander over to wherever Norman was. 

This did not go unnoticed by the other’s in the lab ie. Otto, Curt, and Max.

Max would send you suggestive looks whenever he catches your eyes and nod his head towards Osborn.

You roll your eyes everytime Max did this.

Otto would kick your shin under the table to help you get your attention when Osborn ask you a question to help you out.

But Otto always gave you a look that became know between you two as The Look. 

Raised eyebrows and sly knowing smirks.

Made you want to smack the look off his face but you had self control.

Otto also noticed Osborn doing the same things that you were doing to him to you.

He did not say anything he was enjoying watching this shit show with front row seat.

Cocky bastards.

Dr. Connor’s on the other hand was going to lose his absolute shit any second.

Curt couldn’t work in these conditions the obvious sexual tension was unbearable.

After three weeks of this will they won’t they between you and Norman, Curt finally lost it.

“Oh for god sake will you two just kiss already? This is getting painful to watch.” Connors snaps.

Norman and your heads snap over to look at the other three people in the room.

“He has a point you know.” Max says.

“I think it might be best if we gave these two sometimes alone boys.” Otto uses his tentacles to push the other two men out of the room.

“I...uh...I have no idea what they are talking about...” You stumble over your words looking up at Norman.

“I do.” Norman responds taking a step closer to you causing you to take a step back bumping into a table behind you.

“Oh...You do?” You ask quietly.

Norman kept approaching until you were chest to chest.

“Oh yes...yes I do my Dear.” He leans forward until your noses are touching.

“Are you going to kiss me or not?” You ask gaining some confidence.

Norman let out a light chuckle before pressing his lips to yours in a surprisingly soft kiss.

“Fucking finally!” Max and Connor shout from the doorway as you pull away from the kiss.

“No I said leave them alone.” You hear Otto say and see two of his tentacles wrap around the two men standing in the doorway dragging them away as they struggle. “Sorry! Enjoy your time alone lovebirds.”

“Jesus Christ your friends are the worst.” You giggle resting your head on his chest.

“Hey! I am only friends with Otto.” He mumbles rubbing your back in soothing circles.

“Whatever!” You grin up at him pulling him back down for another kiss.

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spider-guy

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tom!peter parker x f!reader

warnings: SPIDER-MAN NO WAY HOME SPOILERS, not proofread

a/n: i'm happy rn cause i watched nwh really early so i couldn't write anything abt it but it's been a month and i assume a lot of people watched by now so i can finally write abt itttt

summary: after everything that happened, peter doesn't have anyone with him anymore, but it doesn't seem like he'll be completely alone

peter hasn't been happy these past few days, i mean- who wouldn't? but he knew his late aunt may would want him to continue helping people, it hasn't been easy for him though

he lost his friends, he lost happy, he lost everything. it was like he didn't exist anymore. he also lost his girlfriend, y/n. he couldn't even begin to explain how much he loves her.

he missed her so much, but he knew this was for the best. during his daily patrol, he stopped once his name was called. at first, he thought maybe someone was in trouble or something

until he saw her

y/n, y/n was calling out for him, but she doesn't seem to be in trouble. it confused him, why would she want to talk to him? he was hesitant to answer, it hurt to see her and not being able to hug her or kiss her, or tell her how much he loves her.

"uh- yeah- that's me" he said, slightly stuttering, he jumped and landed right in front of her

"what can i do for you y/-ma'am"

she was a tupperware box, it had her famous brownies

"i just wanted to give you these, to thank you for helping us everyday." she said, extending her hand out so he can take it but he didn't. he simply stared at her, admiring her. she was always so sweet to people, all he wanted to do was hug her for hours.

"um, mister spider-man? do you-not like these? it's completely fine if you-"

"no!"

she paused

"uh i mean- no, i do. i really like these, thank you so much" he said, taking the box

"it's nothing compared to what you do everyday- i'm y/n" she said

"i'm uh- well you already know- it's nice to meet you, y/n. thanks for these, means a lot."

"of course, hey um- when i come home i'm gonna make some more sweets, do you like cookies?"

he paused before answering, everytime she talked he would smile, focusing on the softness of her voice and how much she seemed to care about a total stranger

"oh- i love them"

"well then- maybe you can go to the bakery my friend works at, peter pan donut and pastry shop. i'm usually there during the morning, i can give you a batch and maybe we can grab a cup of coffee?"

he obviously wanted to agree, but all he wanted to know is, why would she want to grab a cup of coffee with a total stranger?

"of course but uh- do you mind if i ask you a question?"

she shook her head and smiled

"why would you want to hang out with me? i mean- i'm a total stranger and i could be some creepy guy under the mask"

she chuckled

"i honesly don't know, i just have this feeling- like i know you for some reason and have this sort of connection? is that weird i'm sorry-"

"no no, it's not. i feel that way too" he said

he pulled up his mask up to his mouth to try the brownies

"mm, this is really good" he said, enjoying the brownies

she chuckled and smiled but was interrupted by a text message, "sorry spider-man, i have to go. see you tommorow" she said, giving him a kiss on the cheek and leaving

she was surprised at how it didn't catch him off guard by dismissed, obviously not knowing that he was used to it from when they were dating.

it hurt peter to know that they might be just 'friends', but he didn't care about that right now. all he cared about was the fact that he could be around her, even when she doesn't know who he is

a/n: this sucked omg

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Three Is The Magic Number

TASM! Peter Parker x Fem!Reader x Tobey! Peter parker

Warnings: Slight angst at the beginning, MCU!Peter is a jerk, Hurt/Comfort, Smut, Threesome, NWH spoilers, light dom/sub themes, unprotected sex (please be responsible), Pet names, (Reader is in her early 20s and goes to college, Peter is also in his early 20s and goes to the same college as reader)

Plot: Your universe's Peter Parker says something that leaves you distraught and in an emotional wreck. Little do you know there are two different versions of him ready to console you in ways you didn't know you needed.

Word Count: 4,672 (sorry guys)

(Minors Do Not Engage)

The hum of the AC and the bustling traffic just outside his window is the only thing you hear, as you sit on his bed waiting for him to get out of the bathroom. You had come over to Peter Parker's apartment to talk about a new semester of college, giddy at the prospect that you and him can go to the same college classes together. You've had a small crush on him for about a couple of years and everytime you hang out with him you get excited, nothing can possibly go wrong when you're together. Aunt May was out of the house for a couple of hours at some Friday night book club which gave you enough time to talk about everything. Your posture straightened when you heard the bathroom door open and the soft footsteps get closer to his room. You noticed that when he walked through the door he looked tired, it had been a long day for him. He sat on his desk chair leaning back and long legs sprawling out. He looked at you and said, “So what did you want to talk about?” you felt your heart beat with excitement and anxiety. “Well Peter, I wanted to talk about college plans for the fall. I was wondering if you were dorming or if-” Peter interrupted you with a scoff and looked at you in disbelief.

“Me and Mj are planning to go together. I hate to break it to you y/n but I only talk to you because you have no friends, I mean who would want to hang out with someone as weird as you.” His question was met with silence on your end and he continued, “You're loud and all over the place, I don’t want to have that around me when I am at college. Do you understand?”. You looked at him and took a deep breath smiling and nodding with all the strength you could muster. “Yeah, Peter I understand, I totally get it”, You dropped the topic of college and the conversation went on about his day and what he's been going through and you were surprised. You stayed calm and collected on the outside but you were an emotional wreck on the inside. If you didnt get out of there soon you were going to cry and you didn't want that. What you really wanted was to be far away from the guy who tore your heart out and squeezed it until it popped. You looked down at your phone and gasped in faux shock thinking fast you said, “Oh Peter I have to go, I have to get home in time for dinner my parents are making soup.”. Peter nodded and said goodbye like nothing had happened and as you walked to the door you felt your chest tighten. How could he say such mean things to you and then act like it never happened.

You left his apartment building quickly, moving as fast as possible while you tried to stay calm and regulate your breathing. You sat down on an empty park bench a full ten blocks from Peter's apartment, you tried to compose yourself. Tried to get your breathing in check and swiped at the annoying tears that started to fall. You felt foolish for thinking that this was going to go as you thought it was, you were too distracted by the fantasy that you had in your head. This hurt more than it should, your heart feeling like it had been ripped out of your chest. Your crush on Peter Parker had been obliterated by the harsh words that were spewed out of his mouth. Not too far away two figures were watching you, one older and one younger. Both of them were from different versions of your universe, both had lost their version of you. They had listened to what happened through the open window of Peter's room and followed slowly behind to where you were now. Both were unhappy at the way your Peter has treated you and it hurt to see you as upset as you were.

You took a deep breath after some time and got up from the bench to walk the 3 blocks back to your apartment. The walk to your apartment building wasn't very long or eventful, when you got to the building and you slowly walked up the stairs all you wanted was to curl up in your bed and never leave. When you opened your door and got inside you felt numb and a wave of sadness washed over you. Your parents were out on some trip for the weekend, leaving you with enough money for a weekend's worth of take out. You wished you didn't have to be alone with these feelings, wishing that you could give your parents a hug and pretend that everything was ok.  Your heart hurts as you think about how eventful today was and how drained you were. You thought about how you had kept Peter's secret when he told you that he was Spiderman, how used you felt.

You tried to will the tears away and failed, sniffling noisily as you took your shoes off and put your keys in the bowl by the door. As you trudged your way to the kitchen you couldn't stop the tears from falling fully. Everything stopped in its tracks when you saw two men in your kitchen, one looked older the other looked younger they were both muscular. You froze, who were these guys and what were they doing in your home?  The older one spoke first, “I know this isn't normal or ok but hear us out.” he put his hands up in defense. The younger one continued where the older had left off, moving slowly towards you while explaining, “Ok don't freak out but we are both Peter Parker, but we are from different universes. We couldn't help but hear what had happened with your Peter Parker and we wanted to make sure you were ok”. You furrowed your brows, “prove it.” you sniffled. “Prove what?” the younger one asked with confusion written all over his face. The older one wordlessly raised his arm and shot a web onto the wall and all thoughts of calling the police left your mind.

The younger man then blurted out, “I can't shoot webs out of my wrist, I have to make mine in a lab. ”. You just looked up at him and then to the older man unsure how to feel about the situation, you felt a bit lost and overwhelmed. “Can I give you a hug?” the younger Peter said in front of you, his arms slowly opening to welcome you into an embrace. You silently nodded, walking into his embrace and leaning against him. The contact felt nice but after a few seconds your chin started to wobble and the tears started to well up in your eyes again. You felt the man that held you in his arms hold you tighter when the tears started to fall. You heard the other man softly say, “Oh Sweetheart.”, as he watched his doppelgänger cradle your head against his chest. You heard footsteps cautiously pad towards the two of you and you hid your face out of fear that you would be judged. You started to cry harder when you felt the other hug you from behind, you let the hurt that you felt consume you. You stood there for a long while allowing the comforting warmth from both men to seep into your bones. After you took a deep breath you all started to untangle from each other and they guided you to your living room, you assumed that it was a change of scenery.

The younger Peter had left the two of you to grab a glass of water from the kitchen for you to drink. That left you with the older Peter, sitting in your living room on your small couch with his legs spread comfortably. You had walked up to him standing between his legs and stared at him in comfortable silence. He sat up, “You could take a seat if you want” he had murmured. You straddled his lap and your hands went to his shoulders, you rested your forehead against his shoulder relishing in the comfort the contact brought to you. You breathed him in and his grip on you tightened, you felt a hand at the back of your head. Your hands grab at the shirt on him like an anchor keeping you settled and you feel him resting his head against yours. You felt him rub a hand up and down your back in a rhythmic motion, the silence was comforting.

After a few minutes you shifted in his lap so you could look at him properly, you looked down at his lips and they looked so soft and kissable. Without thinking you asked, dazed from how hard you were crying not too long ago, “Can I kiss you?”, the words came out before your brain could react to them. Your face had flushed red at what you had just said, you wished you could just evaporate into the air. Before you could look away in shame and embarrassment he had nodded with a growing smile on his face. Before you knew it you had leaned in and made contact with his lips, it felt nice. You kissed each other slowly, you felt his hands grip your waist. It felt comforting to have that kind of contact, it felt like a bandaid when you scrape your knee. 

The sound of someone sighing interrupted your thoughts and you turned your head and looked up. The younger one was leaning against the threshold of the door with a glass of water in hand, watching the scene of you and the older version of himself unfold. You both locked eyes and you felt yourself relax, you felt safe with them. You watched as the doppelgänger pushed off of the threshold that led from your kitchen and sauntered over to where you sat. Sitting on the arm of the couch and facing you he handed you the full glass of water, giving you an expected look. He then stated in a matter of fact tone, “Sweetheart you need to drink some water so that you can stay hydrated. Everyone needs hydration, especially you with how upset you were before.”. He then handed you the glass, two pairs of eyes watching you as you started to drink. After you had finished the cool glass of water you heard the Peter under you murmur, “good girl”. The other ran a hand through your hair and you leaned into his touch, closing your eyes and relishing the contact. 

Both men cooed at you, one was stroking your hair while the other was running a large hand up and down your back. For a little while it stayed like that and then it evolved into the two Peters sitting on the couch with you in the middle of them. The younger Peter sat with your back pressing to his chest and the older Peter had your thighs resting over his legs.  It was comforting and safe to be surrounded by them, their touches were gentle and their voices were soft. The Peter behind you kissed the crown of your head and squeezed you from behind, mumbling something about how strong you were. The Peter across from you rubbing your leg soothingly grunted in agreement adding, “not only is she strong but she is also such a brave girl for getting out of such an uncomfortable situation.”. He gave your shin a gentle squeeze before continuing to rub your legs. Up and down, slow and steady like waves crashing on a shoreline at low tide. The feeling of it all made you melt into the embrace of the man holding you from behind. 

That's where you stayed until the sun started to set, feeling like a puddle in the arms of both men. You turned your head to face the younger man behind you noses bumping and lips ghosting against each other, you crashed your lips into his and felt him hold you tighter against him. There was a comfortable silence that fell over the three of you and when you parted you felt your heart skip a beat at the sight you saw. His eyes were hooded and his lips were puffy and swollen, he rested his forehead against yours noses bumping into each other. 

“Please touch me. I don't want to be alone”, you said, your voice fragile and uncertain of what their reactions might be. You felt them freeze, felt your blood start to freeze with anxiety. You hid your face in the man holding you from behind, you wish the world could swallow you. You felt the older one move closer and grabbed your chin, pulling you from your hiding spot. He made you look at him, while the other nosed behind your ear. “Dont hide away, You're too pretty to hide away.”, the man holding your face murmurs. “Yeah, if you hide how else are we going to help you out” the other had whispered behind your ear, nipping at your earlobe. 

The older Peter moves in between your legs and presses a sweet kiss to your pouty lips. The other watching the events unfold in front of him and holding you steady. You feel less pain the more you kiss him and when the two of you part he smiles, you feel butterflies. You feel the other Peter press a kiss to the side of your forehead, long and intimate. “I feel a little less sad when you're kissing me, I'm sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable.”, your lip wobbles, you still feel nervous, scared that they will leave. The younger Peter chimed in with, “Why would we be uncomfortable? Hey no tears, pretty girl”. The two Peters exchanged glances and the one in front of you wiped away the tears that threatened to fall with his thumb.

“Can you help me feel better? I don't want to feel this pain anymore.” you asked hoping you didn't sound weak and the younger Peter proceeded to kiss you again. The older one smiled at you, “Are you sure you want this?” you nodded “I need a verbal answer please”. The younger one stopped kissing you and whispered in your ear, “Be a good girl and answer him sweetheart, how are we supposed to know what you want if you don't tell us?”. The older Peter smiled and reached out to cup your face and brush a thumb against your cheek and his younger doppelgänger wrapped his arms around you. “Yes I want this.” You blushed not expecting to get so hot and bothered by this interaction.

After getting clothing barriers out of the way, you had laid back against the Peter behind you. You were afraid of what their reaction might be and the fear of them being grossed out by you washed over you like a tidal wave. The older of the two ran his hands through your hair and said slowly, “Open up for us sweetheart, we want to see all of you”.  The younger Peter added, “Just relax babe, this is all about you. We want to make you feel good, make you forget about today. Are you ok with that? Use your words sweet girl.” You swallowed thickly and you squeaked out a yes as a blush spread across your face, your body getting more excited by the second. You open your legs shyly unsure of what was going to happen, your cunt contracting and drooling as the two men stared. Without warning the Peter in front of you grabbed both of your legs, pinned them open and licked between your folds up to your clit. You moaned loudly, not prepared for the intense feeling. You tried to arch your back but couldn't with how the other Peter secured you within his embrace. 

Your clit twitched with need as you started to squirm, you've never felt anything as good as this. He catches your clit into his mouth and hums, “I've never tasted anything sweeter than you, honey”. You blush. The younger Peter secured you with one arm while the other traveled down to your clit to replace his doppelgänger's mouth, rubbing tight short circles on your clit.  

The Peter in front of you let go of one of your legs and shoved two fingers into the other Peter's mouth effectively coating them in saliva. He then slid his hand up your thigh and inserted the two fingers into you with the help of his doppelgängers saliva as lube. You groaned as you felt him curl his fingers inside of you, touching and stimulating your g spot. It didn't take long to get close to the edge with one Peter pumping his fingers in and out of you while the other rubbed your clit hard. “I can feel you getting close” the Peter in front of you groaned and a few minutes later you came hard, thighs shaking and tears falling from how good it felt. 

The Peter in front of you pulled you over to his side of the couch and had you straddle him. He licked the tears that fell off your cheek, and then kissed you. You tasted the saltiness of your tears and the unique taste of your release on his tongue, it was addicting. His dick was hard between your thighs and as he looked up at you and brushed the hair out of your face he spoke. “I want you to ride my cock sweet girl, I want you to ride me while he watches.”. You turned your head to look at the younger Peter sitting across from you squeezing the base of his cock so he wouldn't cum prematurely at the sight of you. It all happened so fast, you felt the tip of his cock breach you open and the feeling of him stretching you out made you close your eyes momentarily. You both gasped as he became fully sheathed in you, it felt like the wind was knocked out of you. He wasn't too big but he was thick and the stretch felt so good, you held onto his shoulders for support. Then you started to move or attempted to get one full up and down motion in before you felt your legs give out. “Here let me help you with that sweet girl” he held you up above him and started to jackhammer into you, you moaned loudly at the feeling. You rested your head on his shoulder and looked to see what the Peter across from you was doing.

The other Peter was watching you, he was fisting his own cock at the sight of the both of you. The Peter under you moaned into the side of your neck, “Your Peter wouldn't be able to handle someone as gorgeous as you” He kept thrusting. The Peter watching you from his place on the couch groaned in agreement. He thrusted up into his hand and moaned, “He wouldn't know what to do with a sweet thing like you. He wouldn't know how to take care of you”. That's how it went for a while with the older Peter fucking his cock up into you and his doppelgänger watching from afar. You felt yourself getting close again after Peter hit a particular spot inside of you a couple of times. “I'm getting close again”, you whimpered and without warning you came again. You hid your face in the juncture of Peter's neck whining loudly into his skin as he held onto you tight. He was thrusting up into you helping you prolong and ride out the rest of your orgasm. He came a few minutes later with a grunt, his muscles tensing and his breath uneven. After you both came down from your highs, you sat back up and looked at the other Peter lounging on the side of the couch with his own release painted on his abdomen. You looked back at the Peter under you with heavy eyes, he looked so fucked out.

“That was so hot to watch, but I would like to have my turn now.” chimed the other Peter. You smiled at him and then turned back to the Peter that was under you, you gave him a quick kiss to the lips. “Shall we take this to my bedroom?” you asked the both of them as you looked between the two. The Peter sitting across from you got up and walked over to you, “What an ingenious thing to say!” he exclaimed as he picked you up from under your armpits and took you off the older man's cock with a pop, carrying you into your bedroom. From over his shoulder you could still see the older Peter sitting on the couch watching you. He got up and followed the both of you in, leaning against the threshold of the door watching the two of you ahead of him.

Your room was dark and quiet, the only light source being the window near your bed. The air was cool and it prickled your skin, a nice contrast to the warm skin you were pressed against. Peter gently put you down in the center of your large bed and crawled between your legs pressing his body against yours, his arms holding most of his weight up. The other Peter walked in and crawled onto the bed too, he laid on his side close to you.  He traced the freckles on your arm like constellations in the night sky. It was soft, intimate like lovers doing things in secret. It felt like hiding away from the biting cold, it felt like being under the covers on dark and stormy nights. Turning your head you looked into his eyes watching them gleam with a curiosity that you couldn’t explain. You felt the other press kisses to your neck like unspoken promises. Your body’s intertwined, your skin speaking the language only it knows. It was quiet, it was warm, it was the kind of thing that can only be found in books. The Peter on top of you maneuvered to the other side of you and shifted your thigh so it would go over his hip and he could easily penetrate you from behind. It was comfortable, you just had to lay there and take what they gave you.

Peter grabbed his hard cock and gave it a few pumps and whispered in your ear, “ I'm gonna make you feel so good baby”. He then pushed into you and the both of you groaned. The older Peter watched, squeezing his cock as it hardened again. The older Peter had also moved so that he could turn on the small table lamp on your nightstand so that everyone could see and not depend on the light from the window. The position you were in made it easy for Peter to access your g spot with every slow languid thrust. You closed your eyes, the pleasure becoming too much, enjoying the feeling of being filled over and over again. That was until the older Peter pinched your nipple and said, “uh uh honey you gotta keep those eye open for us, we want to see how fucked out you look.” The Peter behind you groaned into your ear,” I bet your Peter cant fuck you like this. I bet he can't make you feel this good.”, his hips stuttered as he spoke.

As the younger Peter thrusted into you the older one laid at your side, rubbing your clit in slow lazy circles. He had started to fuck his hand in time with his dopplegangers thrusts, focusing in on your moans and the sound of skin slapping on skin. The younger of the two groaned when you tightened around him, “Take it sweet girl, take all of it. You deserve to feel so good baby”.  You whined at that, and raised your hips starting to feel close for the third time that night. From your side you heard the older Peter murmur against your forehead, “That's it honey let go for us, I know you can do it”, after those words left his lips you came with a cry, that did it for you. 

He kissed your forehead and breathlessly said, “That's it honey, good girl. You're doing so well for us sweetheart, well done baby”. The Peter behind you was watching this unfold and it only turned him on even more watching you so blissed out on his cock. You never came this hard before and you've never felt this good, with your ears ringing and your eyes rolling back. They both came minutes apart, the older Peter spilt into his hand with a low groan, his eyes screwing shut as he painted his abdomen. The younger Peter slammed himself into you and came with a shout, he kept going while he came prolonging his own orgasm. His head lolled forward leaning against the back of your head, everyone in the room was breathing heavily and covered in a thin layer of sweat. The three of you laid there for a bit trying to regain composure and to steady your breathing.

After you came back to reality, you were surrounded by warmth and it felt so very comforting. The younger Peter on his back and you were maneuvered so that your head was on his chest, his hand in your hair. The older Peter was behind you his hand was rubbing circles into your hip, he kept pressing kisses onto your shoulder. That went on for a few minutes and then the older doppelgänger behind you had gotten up and went to the bathroom. He came back with a warm washcloth with the intent of cleaning the cum off of everyone. You were the first to be cleaned up, He then took care of himself and then his doppelgänger. After he threw the dirty cloth in the hamper he went to your dresser and changed you into a large pajama shirt, tucked you in and got you settled in for bed. After everyone was situated and tucked into bed the younger Peter turned off the lamp that provided a warm yellow light leaving the room in darkness. Everyone switched positions with the younger Peter spooning you and the older Peter cradling you against his chest, you felt so safe and loved. You all laid in comfortable silence, the only sounds that you could hear were the three of you breathing and the traffic outside. There was a notification ping that came from your phone, breaking the silence. It was your Peter, you grabbed your phone from the bedside table and everyone on the bed had a good view of the screen. He texted,

“I'm really sorry about today I had a bad day at school and i've been stressed about the future, that doesn't excuse what I said to you but I just wanted to let you know that i'm sorry”

The Peter spooning you scoffed after reading the text, “What a douche this Peter is. He should have texted you sooner” he said in disbelief.  The one beside you held you tighter to his chest and kissed the crown of your head. He took your phone from you and put it back on your night stand, “I agree that this Peter sounds so careless, does he really think this is going to fix what he did?”. There was no answer spoken, even though all three of you had the same thing in mind. You relaxed and snuggled back into the arms of the two men who made you feel better after such a rough day.  You were ready to fall asleep in their arms, ready to let go and dream.

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This idea has been stuck in my head since watching NWH and its satisfying to be able to post this.

Requests are open, I'm probably going to post something about requests later on.

[dussydelf]

Okay I did this on my Twitter, let me copy my answers here on my Tumblr.

Day 1 – Favourite character: Grunkle Stan, my fave character in the world. He's fun and smart and he just loves his family.

Day 2 – Favourite journal page: the unicorns. I love Mabel journaling!

Day 3 – Favourite creature: the Multi Bear! He's cool and has a good taste in music! (no picture because... he's not very photogenic)

Day 4 – Favourite location: As much as I love the Mystery Shack, I will answer Greasy's Diner. It looks so much like the typical american diners you see on tv, with typical food and drinks and vibes! And the staff is cool.

Day 5 – Favourite episode: Do I really have to choose only one? Listen, I do what I want, and I want two episodes. NWHS and ATOTS. They have to be watched together anyway! The big reveal and the tragic backstory, all the feeeeeels!

Day 6 – Funniest joke: When Soos is the incarnation of the fandom, like "I predicted that one year ago" or "I hope it will be like my fanfic" and "can we have an anime gunsword?". Funniest character.

Day 7 – Favourite merch: I love my fanzines and stickers and charms, but they're not official. I've got the DVDs but no US player. I loved the stories in Lost Legends a lot and owning a Journal 3 is so cool, that I can't choose between them.

Day 8 – Favourite song: The opening theme is great but my real favourite song is Neil Cicierega's "it's gonna get weird" Everytime I get a décaf coffee, I sing the corresponding lyric in my head and smile.

Day 9 – Favourite quote: "Gravity Falls is real and it will never die." — Jason Ritter, fanboy. Oh, you meant from the canon show? "Non specific excuse (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻" — Stan Pines, fleeing an awkward situation

Day 10 – Special Memory about Gravity Falls: My husband and kids watched Disney Channel on a hotel tv. He told me they saw a cool finale, we should watch that series someday. Years later, Covid lockdown, we get Disney Plus and finally find it: we are hooked!

Thanks for the memory trip @gf10yearslaterzine and happy birthday Gravity Falls !

Join us in celebrating 10 days till 10 years! Tag us for a reblog!

[backhurtyy]

If I could I would just watch nwh over and over again, mostly for him and all the villains. He understands Peter better than most of the people on the project, better than the writers imo most of the best scenes were improv. I want to have a conversation with him, just one really long one. I wanna know how his brain works, he’s so fascinating to me. Before I saw you tag him in things I saw the clip of him talking about grief and I thought about how you put that in a web weave about grief and I went “I wonder what Nellie thinks about him” and I checked your blog and saw two things tagged with him lol. I think he’s very smart and very introspective, but he’s also so so funny - 🤍

*Debby Ryan’s the hair behind my ear* I mean 🤔 (pretend that’s the fuckboy face lmao). I have wondered if like your friends and Jo see my shit and like kinda know about me and are like “oh yeah. That guy” or what lol. I do talk to my friends about you and one knows your name now 😐 idk if that’s embarrassing or sweet but I got tired of saying “that person I’m writing a fic for” everytime I wanted to talk about you and us sharing like every interest. Also that fic is coming but very very slowly, life just has a lot going on rn but I stg if I kills me im gonna write it. But hiiiii Nellie’s bestieeeee hiiiiiiiii - 🤍

YES rewatching nwh was so good today…. like just getting to enjoy all of the villains and mr. garfield and everything ajdhxhshs it was so good i was screaming the entire time!!!! and god he’s so right for everything he did like. the ‘i love you guys’ and the peace sign and the pointing and— everything. peter parker IS his blorbo. also you wanna know what i think of him?? this is a text i sent jo lmao

[ID: a screenshot of a text that says “me: we’re best friends.

mr. garfield: it’s a parasocial relationship

me: not to me. not if it’s you” /End ID.]

and bestie i talk about you quite often actually lmao, to both jo and my friends. also please i’m gonna cry that’s so sweet?????? i cant believe you talk about me to your friends and stuff???? i’m 🥰🥰🥰. and PLEASE i completely understand, living seems to be kicking everyone’s ass rn huh 😔. still, i cant wait, i’m sure it’s going to be AMAZING. but also take your time and take care of yourself!!!!