#lazy day but a good day didn’t cry ☺️

[harmonicaorange]

doing a pragmatics assignment on sitcoms im in my fkn element rn

[billskeis]

AH OMG CAN YOU DO FACESITTING WITH 2008 TOM

only if u comfortable wit it tho ☺️

ᡣ𐭩 facesitting w tom

it was a sunny morning, daylight creeping in through the blinds that protected the solace of tom’s bedroom. you and your boyfriend were sleeping in from a long night out, and a long night in. if yk what i mean ;)

shuffling back, your back was met with the heat from what seemed as tom’s own body.

not thinking much of it, you attempt to get more shut eye in before you actually wanted to start your day.

that was until, you felt a pair of hand creep under your shirt. the shirt that tom lended you after a night at the club because you forgot to pack your own. exploring your body, the rough skin of his palms slid up your torso to message your chest.

tits filling in the crevices of tom’s hands, he fondles them roughly as he nuzzles his nose into the crack of your neck, breathing your scent in.

he didn’t take it in that you were awake and just went to town with how he was touching you.

tweaking your nipple between two fingers, he elicited a whimper out of you, “mmph..” doing so, he begins to kiss and lick at your neck, not exactly using enough pressure to leave a mark on you.

“well good morning to you too baby,” you giggled.

he froze, stopping all his movements before smiling into your neck, “mornin’ schatzi,” “you gonna let my tits breathe?” you ask as he quickly resumed to caressing your breasts under his touch leaving you to heave a bit. he shakes his head into your neck as you forcefully shift to face him, stopping all movements of his.

kissing his lips, you smile at him as you begin to get on top of him, propping your body to hover above his on your arms and knees, not yet making contact with his.

as tom’s shirt rose above your ass, this gave tom full leverage to take what’s his, using both his arms, he extends them to kneed your ass cheeks. your head falls a bit lower to almost reach tom’s, your hair draping over your shoulders.

distracting you, a yelp slips out of your mouth as you feel two of his fingers prod your entrance. you were too lazy to put your panties back on after using the bathroom due to how drunk you were, motion and vision hazy and all you yearned for that night was to get in bed. “ah! tom!”

“so wet already.. you’re such a pervert, y/n..” grinding your hips on tom’s fingers, you bite your lips as to not let out any more noises. tom giggles and removes his hands from off your body, placing them at his sides. you whine at the lack of contact and reach down to kiss his lips, “tom..”

“is there something you wanna borrow?” he asks, smirking at you.

your body hot and needy for touch, so early in the morning. and there it was in front of you, all you had to do was make the decision but it’s the way that tom had you so quickly wrapped around his finger that made you frustrated.

body still above his, your brain is all scrambled as to what you truly wanted this morning. you can feel yourself getting all bothered as you arch your back, stomach almost touching tom’s.

“ugh…” you scoff softly,

“what are ya’ gonna do it about it baby?”

“uhhhhh…”

“…”

he doesn’t dare speak a word, relishing in the fact that your slutty body and brain has to make the quick decision of how you wanted to take him, or really, how you wanted him to take you.

“5.”

you gasp at the realization of how long you’d been thinking, “tom shut up!” really, you wanted both, but he wouldn’t allow that unless you give him something in return, and truthfully your body can only take one thing at a time this morning.

“hurry up or i’ll change my mind baby. if you don’t make a move in the next four seconds you’ll get nothing.”

tears begin to well in your eyes, “so mean..” you manage to call out through hiccups. yet through your crying you feel yourself get wetter. with your trembling body and the continuation of tom’s countdown, you finally made your move. “unnnh fine!” you scream at him in frustration.

“4.. 3.. 2.. 1..”

“i—i’m so sorry tom..”

your legs plush down on each side of tom’s head as your cunt lay directly down on tom’s lips. beginning to lap at your slick cunt, you can’t help but whip your head back to look at the ceiling and moan, “finally..” his tongue darts at your entrance as he eats you out in a slow but sensual pace.

his tongue licks at your puffy lips, collecting all the grool that he can, taking it in as if it were water while the rest of it drips down his mouth and chin.

“s-shit tom,” you whine holding his head still as he sucks on your clit, grinding your hips in circles on his face. you don’t even hesitate to ensure that your boyfriend is breathing, because if he could, he would die while eating your pussy out.

unknowingly, tom has one of his hands down his pants, jerking his hard-on off as his opposite hand and arm is latched around your thigh.

momentarily you lift yourself off tom as you felt though the sensations were becoming too much, “fuck baby, you taste so good.. so perfect for me this morning..” using his arm that’s wrapped around you, he pulls you down on his face hard and shakes his head side to side, motioning his tongue to harass your puffy and sensitive clit.

“t-tomi! s’too much!” your head becomes all cloudy with how tom licks at your clit and the way your pussy sounds even wetter from than before, the sound of that and your moans bouncing off the wall.

your thighs shake and tremble as you came, your grip strong onto tom’s dreads as you ride your orgasm out on his face, he moans at the tightness of how you hold his head, even managing to come undone in his own sweats. his come staining the underside of his pants, not deciding to wear any underwear, like you.

attempting to collect all your juices, tom slurps up all he could as he lays his tongue now flat against your cunt to allow you in riding your high out.

you manage to catch your breath as you finally shift your weight off of tom’s face. eyes closed and smiling, as if he were in heaven. tom’s face is completely soaked with your slick and you can’t help but feel embarrassed by how much of a whore you just were.

as you begin to get up to clean up, tom calls out for you, “y/n.” you turn around and are met with tom’s eyes, his fingers pointing to the lower half of his face, motioning something.

“oh! sorry baby..” you begin to kiss your boyfriend warm and soft, as you begin licking his face to clean up your mess. you can’t help but cringe at the weird aftertaste and question how tom indulges in something like this, but you weren’t totally complaining.

placing a final kiss on your lips, you lift tom up off the bed and lead him into the washroom, “let’s get you cleaned up yeah? and work on that.. problem downstairs,” you blurt out as you eye tom’s groin area.

tom had forgotten completely about coming in his own pants and he can’t help but facepalm himself mentally. what am i, a virgin? he questions.

he however cannot feel disappointed in himself anymore the second you close the bathroom door behind him, and begin pulling his pants down, slowly getting down on your knees in front of him, where your body is met with the cold tiled floor.

“oh fuck—”

[d3adp00ls]

skateboards, bruises, and spiders

Summary: While Peter is supposed to be teaching you how to skateboard you notice a new bruise on his face leading you to confront him about it (the summary sucks I know i couldn't think of a good one)

Warnings: mentions of an attempt of robbing an old lady, Peter has a bruise (but that's normal for him), honestly there aren't any real warnings this was just smth I put together cuz I was bored but it's just fluffy.

Word count: it’s short. But you can count and tell me if you want ☺️☺️

A/N: I need to make a new masterlist later but I'm too lazy to do it rn but here's this fic while we can all pretend I definitely didn't forget or give up on my other series 🤭🤭🤭. ALSO, this could be seen as a platonic type of thing but in my mind, they both like each other but won't say anything (yet)

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A bunch screaming, crying, and laughing that's all you could hear while you waited for your best friend who was supposed to be here over 10 minutes ago, Peter told you he wanted to hang out as much as possible this summer so when you brought up the fact that you were trying to learn how to skate he right away told you he would help teach you and you agreed to it embarrassingly fast though.  Your patience was wearing thin and you had sent a few texts to Peter none of which he responded to or even saw. You rub your face and let out a sigh as you press his contact and call him and let it ring.

“Hello?”

“Peter! Hey, it's Y/n you know? Your friend? The one you were supposed to meet up with at the park over 15 minutes ago? Are you still coming or what man?”

You hear him curse on the other side of the phone and it causes your jaw to clench thinking he forgot about you.

“If you forgot it's fine we can do it some other ti-”

You hear shuffling on the other end before he cuts you off.

“No! I mean no I didn't forget- I mean I kind of forgot- what I mean is I just lost track of time but I'm on my way right now.”

You stay quiet for a moment as you listen to him move around through the phone You swear you hear you hear cop sirens that sound way too close to be outside his room but you choose to ignore it  before you lean back on the bench and let your skateboard rest on your lap

“Alright, I’m by that playground near the bathrooms and the vegan food place,” you say into the phone and you hear him hum in response before you hang up.

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It took Peter about 7 minutes to finally get to you and when he did he realized he forgot his skateboard so you both had to walk back to his aunt's apartment to get it, now you were both back at the park. You were watching him as he explained how to maintain balance while you push yourself and blah blah blah, you were just nodding your head pretending to listen while you stared at the new bruise below his eye that definitely wasn't there the last time you saw him

“Okay so then you’re gonna push like- Y/n/n? Y/n? Are you even listening to me?”

You blink a few times trying to think of what he was saying to you.

“Um…” Peter sighs before you can even come up with an excuse.

“Y/n, you asked for my help but you're not even paying attention, were you even listening at all-”

“How’d you get that bruise?” You cut him off

Peter's eyes go wide for a moment before he looks down at his foot playing with the skateboard in front of him.

“Are you trying to change the subject?”

“No…I just wanted to know,” You scratch the back of your neck as you look around you “I mean you didn't have it the last time I saw you and I'm just curious.”

You hear Peter hum, “I fell off my skateboard the other day.”

Now it was your turn to hum, “Oh really? That's weird…cause I've had that same kind of bruise before…and it was when someone punched me…”

“Someone punched you-” “Not recently, and plus that's not the point, Peter, that was a long time ago, but someone definitely punched you recently.”

You watch him scratch his neck as he tries to think of an excuse before he sighs.

“No one punched me I just ran into a pole-” “You're a horrible liar Parker, Who punched you? Was it Flash again? I thought you guys were friends now… Or was it that one kid-” “It doesn't matter Y/n-” “It does matter, you’re hurt-” “I'm fine” “But you’re bruised-” “It doesn't even hurt anymore-” “Okay but it did at some point.”

He stares at you in bewilderment at how you wouldn't drop this conversation and how you were actually worried about him.

“Y/n, I’m fine I swear, some guy was trying to rob this old lady and jumped in and stopped him, he was able to land a hit on my face before I could get him on the ground though.” He says with a shrug.

You sigh and shake your head.

“You could've just told me that instead of lying,” “Yeah I know but it was fun seeing you all worried about me.” He nudges you with his arm before laughing when you glare at him

“I wasn't ‘all worried’ about you I just wanted to know whether or not it had something to do with the police I heard through the phone early.” After you say this you can see him tense and his eyes widen.

“What police?” “Peter don't play dumb when we were on the call I literally heard police sirens going off in the background, at first I thought maybe it was just from outside but then I realize they were too loud and that you were in fact near them,” “I don't remember hearing any police sirens when I was on the phone with you-” “Okay peter whatever you say man, but the way you're all tensed up and sweating it just proves my point more and more.” “And what point is that?” You smile when he asks you that and you can see his brows furrow when you lean closer to him so you could whisper to him, “That you’re Spider-man.”

Peter jumps back his eyes wide and his mouth agape as he stares at you as if you had just told him Victoria’s Secret, “Spider-man?!” he shouts but when you both notice people looking toward you he calms down slightly and leans back in “Spider-man? That’s crazy- how could I- no way- I'm not him- he's not me- that's a crazy idea-” You only stare at him with a raised brow as he continues to rant about how he could never be the vigilante that swings around new york city every day.

Eventually, you get bored of listening to him try to deny his alter ego and you pick up your own skateboard and start to walk away.

“-And plus if I was Spider-Man- hey wait where are you going?”

“We came here to skate Parker, not to talk about your secret double life that, by the way, is definitely real, and as much as I would love to stuff in your face how I've figured you out I also wanna learn how to do tricks on this thing.” You lift your skateboard up before letting it drop on the ground and getting on it and skating away.

“Hey wait!” Peter quickly got on his before trying to catch up with you.

“When did you even learn to skate!?”

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A/n: Bro ik it’s short like I said 😒 I was just bored and made this 🤭🤭🤭but yo I think I did good I told my friend I would probably finished at 3am it’s only 1 so I’m good now. OH ALSO MY REQUEST ARE OPEN (but specifically for PETER PARKER ONLY!!!) SO PLEASE SEND IN SMTH IM BORED AND ITS ONLY 1AM

(Also please leave a like if you enjoyed and if you’re feeling ever so generous a reblog as well 🫶🏾🫶🏾)

[twisted-tales-told]

Hey,

Okay so for the sleepover time I’m just gonna talk about my day because I literally have no friends and I love oversharing.(I’m sorry if I’m doing this wrong or anything😭) So I tried bookbinding one of my fav fics and it went wrong in every imaginable way (its so ugly. Looking at it makes me wanna rip my hair out.) buttt I didn’t really care because my mum made my fav dessert so yumyum. It’s almost 3am for me and I have school in a few hours but I’m..idk how to explain this. Sleepy and tired but not tired? I hope this makes sense. OHOHOH also we’re reading such a cool book in my English class it’s called “my brothers name is Jessica” and I’m loving it so far (the parents are transphobic and it’s making my blood boil but I’m pretty sure it has a happy ending) . Also tomorrow I get my French test back so wish me luck. I probably did good on it because I love French (fun fact I actually used to hate french but now I love it sm. languages are just so easy and so beautiful.) Today was super boring and while eating spaghetti one of my brackets moved so tomorrow I have to go to my dentist but at least I’ll be able to skip class so yay!! Lastly I just wanna say that I’m very very hungry but am too lazy to make myself food🙁

Okay I think that’s pretty much it!!! How was your day?? Did you do anything special? How are you feeling?? Tell me/us all about it☺️

Hi hi!!

Just so you know my first bookbinding project was actually Trash! Literal garbage could not even open it! Typesetting alone takes so much time I 10/10 recommend go slow with it, be as careful with each step along as you can and try new things. There’s no time limit!

Desert is the best meal and I’m so happy ur mum made your favourite! I need to get back into baking I miss it.

My English teachers didn’t even bother to find us books to read they mostly gave us articles it was very sad my critical reading skills suffered for it so I’m happy some English teachers still care.

I am also hungry and am too lazy to make myself food right now, sadly that does not go away ever in life. My cat is not having that problem and is crying at me for a snack but her feeding time is in 25 minutes so she has to wait.

My day has been so fun actually I did all my fav things. I edited someone’s fic @sequinhaze wywm, I typesetted another one @euphorial-docx OPEV, AND I started reading/watching Twelfth Night (Shakespeare) + I watched The Last Of Us.

Also! I finished Chapter One of the if we were villans au!! I need to have more plot set up before I can start posting cuz I have so many Secret Things in chapter 1 but not even I know what the Secret Things mean yet. Writing is weird like that.

Regulus has a secret, but what secret? Who knows, cuz it isn’t me.