#patrick o'hara x reader

[the-possum-writes]

Save a horse, ride a cowboy

❥Character: Patrick O'Hara (Web Slinger)

❥Fandom: Spiderverse

❥Tags: NSFW, gen!neutral reader, unspecified g*nitalia, PWP, sweetheart as a pet name

❥Synopsis: Imagine being new to the spider society and after meeting Web Slinger you're immediately smitten and whisper to yourself. "Uff, I wouldn't mind riding that cowboy to save a horse." And next thing you know he's got you cornered and say. "I heard you like saving horses."

❥A/n: I would've liked to write relationship hcs first but I would need to investigate more, so enjoy this P/with plot. 🤠

Never in your wildest dreams would you have imagined riding a spider horse beside a cowboy in a society of spider people, as if being bitten by a radioactive spider wasn't bizarre enough. The trip on his horse Widow is undoubtedly bumpy, but after talking with Web Slinger, he's been nothing but charismatic and charming, so when he offered you a ride, you were quick to accept, especially now that you're able to wrap your arms around this athletic build.

"First time riding a horse?" You tighten your grip on Web Slinger's strong midsection as his horse suddenly turns sharply to race on the underside of a staircase. If you played your cards well, your hands might "accidentally" slide a few times simply to run them over his abdomen.

"No, but in my world, horses don't exactly gallop across the ceilings." You cough and chuckle, trying not to look down as the blood rushes to your head from being upside down.

"It's just like any other horse. Though, you're going to have to grab on tighter for this part." even though his tone is stern, you get the impression he's smiling under his bandana as Widow dashed through plenty passageways. Web Slinger climbs off first and helps you down after noting how unsteady you are after the trip after a few dizzying jumps later Widow comes to a rest as you quickly reach at the location where you file for one of those multidimensional gadgets.

"How are you feeling, partner? Widow was just trying to show off; we don't typically provide joyrides." Widow neighs with a contented breath as Web Slinger apologizes.

"I'm fine; I just need a minute or two." Even though you feel as though the world is spinning, you can't really complain because you got to share body heat with this charming guy. Web Slinger may come off as stern and unwelcome at first, but he has been an absolute gentleman. He may make fun of you occasionally, but how can you be mad when it results in a hug?

"How about you take a breather while I fetch you some water, I won't take long!" and with that he pulls out one of his guns and web swings himself to the nearest vending machine.

Leaning against Widow, you take a moment to calm yourself down. You briefly close your eyes to gather your thoughts before Widow's mane hairs begin to tickle your nose. "Heh, you're really quite something, aren't ya girl? You stroke beneath her head and hear her let out a breath, "You're lucky to be his partner, I know I'd love to spend more time with him. Between you and me, I'd definitely ride that cowboy to save a horse," you chuckle softly to yourself, realizing how ridiculous you must look chatting raunchy topics with a horse. Web Slinger returns with a bottle of water, which he throws to you as you catch it with one hand, and you immediately stop talking.

He inquires, "Are you feeling any better?"

"Definitely, after talking to your buddy here, it helped." You lightly pat Widow's side.

"Oh? Is that true? Web Slinger briefly held Widow's head in his hands as if speaking to her, and from the sound of his voice and the way his eye mask moved, it appears like he is interested in what is being said. Which you hoped wasn't a thing.

You make a joke, "Yeah... she's very talkative."

He played along, saying, "Huh, good things about me I hope."

You didn't like the way his voice changed since it seemed like he was on to you, but you had no way of knowing, so you instantly changed the subject. "Anyway! I should get moving so Miguel doesn't come up and chastise me for not wearing a bracelet, hah! By the way, thanks a lot."

"No problem, you know how to reach me if you need help with anything else." As Widow begins a quick gallop, Web Slinger taps his bracelet and tilts his hat to say goodbye before you turn around and go your own ways. However, the manner he is holding the reins behind you causes him to stop moving, and Widow stopped moving when she felt what her rider was thinking.

You anticipated that it would be some time before you saw Web Slinger again, but to your surprise, he came looking for you right after you received your new, sparkly bracelet. In fact, you were tinkering with it when he arrived. He approached you from behind, coming up to you on foot, saying, "Looking quite fancy."

"Thanks Spider "Byte said it should help with the glitching and traveling," you say as you turn around to face him. "Speaking of which, where's that partner of yours?" you ask, referring to the horse.

"Widow is at the cafeteria, she loves the empanadas there, in fact you should try them sometime." Web Slinger mentions with a small laugh before pausing briefly. "But also, she wanted to give me some privacy so we could talk."

"And what do you wanna talk about that not even your horse isn't here? You two seem inseparable." you ask of him, but while you kept questioning it inside your head you didn't notice how there was less and less people around you two.

"Well you're right on that, you see, we were both bitten by the same spider so we have this mental link I call Rider sense," while the man gave his explanation you two turn the corner in a secluded hallway. "And let's just say a little spider told me you have a thing for 'saving horses~" he purposely blocked your left side with a single arm, leaning closer for dramatic effect. Back in your universe you recognize it as a kabedon.

The realization became apparent in your expression, even if you were wearing a mask or not. But there's advantages to being cornered, especially for a spider. "What can I say? I'm quite the animal activist." you lower your voice a bit, drawing him close enough to walk you fingers up his chest.

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Riding a cowboy can't compare to riding a horse, but they sure are similar enough. The wooden headboard cracks under the pressure of your grip as you hold onto dear life, you're lucky Web Slinger took you to a secluded cabin in his universe cause it's imposible to contain the unholy noises coming from you when bouncying on the mighty steed that is Patrick O'Hara's cock.

"Slingeeer...! Fuck..." you lower your hands to his bare chest, your fingertip twitching on the few hairs scattered over his pectorals.

"Patrick, the names Patrick." he tells you with a strangled grunt. Web Slinger's is currently laying on his back as you ride him senseless, even if that spider bite gave you inhuman strength this man still has your legs cramping as you keep up with his own speed, he helps you by firmly holding your hips with his bare hands like the leather straps on Widow's harness but instead it's to keep you steady as the friction between your joined sexes becomes slippery and heated. Normally you'd hold on for longer but there's something about the angle of his raw cock inside you, the smell of sweat and the insinuating creaking of the bed that has you coming close all over this cowboy.

"God, you're so tight-" Web Slinger struggles to regulate his rhythm as he reaches his end as you milk his needy cock. He immediately sits up to wrap his tan arms around you, ramming inside you desperately as he chases his own high.

"...Patrick... PATRICK!" the edge of your climax catches up to you and doesn't let you string out anything that isn't helpless whining.

You didn't think his voice could get any hotter due to that old timey accent but you're proven wrong when he comes inside you with an array of deep growls and breathy sighs, hearing your name in between a few whispers. "That's it, so good for me, fuck, FUCK." even though he stayed still for a while Patrick still held a nice hold on you, bringing you down with him as he collapses back into the worn out mattress and tangled sheets.

"So... what you think sweetheart?" Patrick asks , propping himself on an elbow as he gives you a lazy smile.

"Wow, just wow." you exasperate. "I mean.. It's been a while since I had this much fun during a joyride." you attempt to comb your sweaty hair only to find Patrick's hat on your head, tossing it away with a laugh as you forgot you were wearing that thing.

"Expect nothing less with me sweetheart," he traces his fingertips over the side of your body, enjoying the afterglow.

[drc00l4tt4]

I SAW YOU WERE WRITING FOR WEBSLINGER AND PLEASE I NEED ANYTHING BUT LIKE SPECIFICALLY ANYTHING WITH A CHUBBY FEM READER 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

also i’m sorry if i sent this in and requests were closed 🫠

Reqs are very much open and you are literally the first person here <//3

Excited to write this as a fellow chubby person >:]

Going with HCs and drabbles so I can throw ideas at ya

❥ He can barely keep his hands off you when you lay in bed together. He loves how soft you feel, and he wants you to know it.

❥ If you're comfortable with it, he'd occasionally call you 'puddin' because your chub reminds him of pudding (and he heard someone call their significant other that once and it never left his mind, he thought it was adorable).

⤷ His favorite way to cuddle in bed is you laying back and him resting his head on your stomach while his arms wrap around you.

⤷ He especially likes it when he's resting his head on your stomach and you mess with his hair. He melts against you.

⤷ "Y're so soft.." He'd mutter as he rests against you and makes himself comfortable. Then the second your fingers run through his hair he lets out a pleased sigh, "Y're gonna make me fall asleep." He'd chuckle out, letting his eyes close.

❥ He likes to hug you from behind when you're standing so his hands can rest on your stomach.

❥ If you start to feel self conscious about your chub, he would absolutely start praising you relentlessly, trying to make you smile or laugh at how persistent he is.

❥ Loves to carry you around and make you feel light. Especially when you start laughing in his arms, he melts at that.

⤷ "You look beautiful t'me, darlin'. Absolutely beautiful. Wouldn't change a damn thing about ya, especially not your body. Y're soft and I love that, 'feels nice under my hands. I promise, y're breathtakin' t'me. Always have been." The minute he sees you smile he noticeably relaxes, "There we go. You feelin' better now?" And when you nod he'd rest his head against yours and pull you close, "Good. Can't have my puddin' thinkin' she's ugly or anythin' of th'sort."

❥ Absolutely gets defensive as hell if anyone insults you. That goes for insults about anything but he gets especially ticked when anyone mentions your body type in a negative manner. Probably punched someone over it once.

⤷ You'd look at him in shock after he punched the poor soul who dared to insult your form. He'd then look at you and his expression would immediately soften as he went, "What? I didn't hurt 'em that bad." He broke the person's nose by accident.

Requests are Open! | Comms

[tuxebo]

patrick o'hara with an english rider. hold your horses, hear me out.

─ ★ western rider! patrick, who's a ranch hand at your dad's ranch that likes to watch you practice show jumping and tries to give you advice despite having absolutely nothing to give.

─ ☆ western rider! patrick, who exclusively refers to you as 'english' and 'dude' despite how many times you tell him not to.

─ ★ western rider! patrick, who doesn't let anyone else disrespect you the same way, even his best friends, 'cause you're his easterner even if you don't know it.

─ ☆ western rider! patrick, who is extra strict about the way his buddies talk around you because you're too pure for their lingo.

─ ★ western rider! patrick, who spent an hour teaching his buddies how to talk to and around you before you went out on a trail ride with them.

─ ☆ western rider! patrick, who, with just one glance, can tell how you're feeling. who's willing to embarrass himself when coming up with an excuse to get you out of an uncomfortable situation.

─ ★ western rider! patrick, who made you help him practice speaking 'properly' for some reason, unknown to you. (to be able to speak to your father for his permission to take you out on a date)

─ ☆ western rider! patrick, who saved up his pay to buy you an expensive gift (to keep up with his competition (cause we all know you fine as hell) only for it to be eaten by widow.

─ ★ western rider! patrick, who vents to your horse as he takes care of it on the day you're supposed to be sick and not coming to the ranch.

─ ☆ western rider! patrick, who only refers to you as 'ma'am' or 'sir', 'miss. [name]' or 'mr. [name]' so much so, your kids start doing the same.

[kairiscorner]

ok i'm not exactly a patick o'hara fan, but don't you think he would be a bit jealous if you paid attention to his horse more than you did for him–like imagine, him trying to rizz you up, but you're not listening bc you're too mesmerized with widow and now he's just sideyeing him like........

"y'know i'd love to run around and eat apples fed by pretty fellers like you, too. i can def'nitely see myself livin' that kinda life." he says as he sneaks glances at you, BUT YOU'RE TOO BUSY PETTING WIDOW THAT YOU COULDN'T LISTEN TO HIM 😭😭😭

he narrows his eyes at widow who huffs at him as you're cooing to the horse while patrick just melts out of how cute you are being so sweet to the horse, WHILE ALSO MELTING OUT OF JEALOUSY BC HE WANTS TO BE HELD AND COOED TO BY YOU LIKE THAT.......

[brigoesrahhh]

can i request for a male reader riding webslinger (save a horse, ride a cowboy *COUGH*) please i am so desperate for this man

riding webslinger

webslinger x m!reader.

500+ words. (unedited)

cw: NSFW; riding; just smut, no plot; sub reader (although the reader suggests the idea)

below the cut!

"you want me to fuck you, pretty boy?" he raises his head, confused as to the request you whispered to him in bed during the late hours of the night.

it took all your courage to muster up a description, explaining what you wanted to try.

"oh, you wanna ride me? how sweet... you can use me however you want, good lookin'." he teases, planting a kiss to your lips. he was always the one on top, but thought it was cute that you wanted to try taking the lead.

he pulls away and unbuckles his belt, shoving down his trousers and boxers to the floor with ease. he lays flat onto the bed, leaning up to grab you by the hips, already prepared to take him.

a low groan escapes his lips as you begin to sink down on his cock, his calloused hands moving to your ass to spread your cheeks to reach your balls. you shiver at the feeling of him inside of you, tensing up momentarily at the stretch.

you feel his dick twitch inside of you at the sight of you on top of him. "fuck, oh my god-" you breath out, as you begin to ride his cock.

“oh fuck, ah!” you whine, as he fucks up into you, his big hands holding your hips tightly as he fucks you at a steady pace.

the head of his cock seemingly hit your sensitive nerves with every push, drawing you closer to your limit.

you might've been topping him, but he knew he still had full control over you.

"yeah yeah... that's right..." he coos, propping himself up on one elbow and handling your cock, grazing a finger on the underside of the shaft. you shiver at his touch and sit down on his dick, pulling out a moan from his throat. that's all it took for him to bring you to your climax, and you let out a few soft whines in your daze of pleasure.

"atta boy" he grins, watching as your cum shoots over his chest, making a mess of his front.

you watch his expression as he admires how your dick bobbed on top of his abdomen, making you clench around him. he lets out a deep groan at the tightness, gripping your hips with his blunt nails.

"mm, fuck- gonna make me cum, pretty boy. shit-" he mutters into the air, throwing his head back into the pillows. he thrusts up into you a couple times, holding down your hips and pulling you onto him to chase his own release. he moves his rough hands to your ass, squeezing the plump flesh and letting out a deep groan.

shortly after he reaches his peak, grinding you onto him to fully savor the feeling. his cum shoots up into you and you clench down onto him, spirting out another small drabble of cum from your dick. after pumping you full with his cum, he watched as some of the fluid dripped from your hole, clenching around him.

he was pleasantly surprised at how well it went, and a shy blush spread over his face.

"shit- we should do that again sometime." he laughs through his heavy breaths.

[graves4girls]

y'all seen this clip right ?

webslinger...? def smth he would call you .. AND with his cute lil southern accent ?? omg

[d-a-n-n-y-y]

What about Patrick O'Hara/webslinger fics Im still waiting for my boy idc he got barely any screentime i need this cowboy🔛🔝⁉️(of me)

Jk..(no im not)

[sp1der-wid0w]

guys.. i have a problem 🤦🏾‍♀️

[emmalandry]

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𝟙.𝕊𝕚𝕫𝕖 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜 ~ 𝕂ö𝕟𝕚𝕘

𝟚.ℂ𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕦𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ~ 𝕁𝕠𝕙𝕟 ℙ𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕖

𝟛.𝔹𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 ~ 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕣 ℝ𝕖𝕚𝕕

𝟜.𝕊𝕖𝕩 ℙ𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟 ~ ℍ𝕠𝕓𝕚𝕖 𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕨𝕟

𝟝.𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕙𝔽𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 ~ 𝕊𝕚𝕞𝕠𝕟 ℝ𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕪

𝟞.𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 ~ 𝕄𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕝 𝕆'𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒

𝟟.𝔻𝕒𝕕𝕕𝕪 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜 ~ ℝ𝕒𝕗𝕖 ℂ𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕟

𝟠.ℂ𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 ~ 𝕁𝕁 𝕄𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕜

𝟡.𝔻𝕠𝕦��𝕝𝕖 ℙ𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ~ 𝔹𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕞𝕚𝕤 & 𝕊𝕥𝕦 𝕄𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕣

𝟙𝟘.𝔾𝕦𝕟 ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪 ~ 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪

𝟙𝟙.ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕊𝕖𝕩 ~ 𝔼𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕃𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕣𝕪

𝟙𝟚.𝕊𝕖𝕩𝕋𝕒𝕡𝕖 ~ 𝕁𝕠𝕖𝕝 𝕄𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣

𝟙𝟛.𝔾𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕪ℍ𝕠𝕝𝕖 ~ 𝔸𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕟 ℍ𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕟𝕖𝕣

𝟙𝟜.𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 ~ ℙ𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝔹. ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕖𝕣

𝟙𝟝.𝔻𝕣𝕪 ℍ𝕦𝕞𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 ~ 𝕋𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕃𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕕𝕠𝕟

𝟙𝟞.𝔻𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕪𝕡𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕒 ~ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕄𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤-𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟

𝟙𝟟.𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕦𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ~ 𝕋𝕚𝕞 𝕃𝕒𝕗𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕣

𝟙𝟠.𝕃𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ~ ℝ𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕣

𝟙𝟡.𝔼𝕩𝕙𝕚𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕞 ~ 𝕂𝕒𝕚 𝔸𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟

𝟚𝟘.𝕂𝕟𝕚𝕗𝕖 ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪 ~ ℙ𝕒𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝔹𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕟

𝟚𝟙.𝔽𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕊𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 ~ 𝕄𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕪 𝔸𝕝𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕚

𝟚𝟚.𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕪 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜 ~ ℝ𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕪 𝕄𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤

𝟚𝟛.ℍ𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕊𝕖𝕩 ~ 𝕁𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤 ℙ𝕒𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕙

𝟚𝟜.ℙ𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤𝕖 ~ ℙ𝕠𝕡𝕖 ℍ𝕖𝕪𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕

𝟚𝟝.𝔻𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ~ 𝕁𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕃𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕖𝕪

𝟚𝟞.ℝ𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 ~ 𝕂𝕖𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕟 ℙ. ℝ𝕦𝕤𝕤

𝟚𝟟.𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕝 ~ 𝕃𝕦𝕜𝕖 𝔸𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕫

𝟚𝟠.𝕊𝕖𝕩 𝕋𝕠𝕪𝕤 ~ 𝔻𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕜 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕒𝕟

𝟚𝟡.ℝ𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕤 ~ 𝔸𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕪

𝟛𝟘.𝕄𝕦𝕥𝕦𝕒𝕝 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ~ 𝕂𝕪𝕝𝕖 𝕊𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕣

𝟛𝟙.𝔻𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪 𝕋𝕒𝕝𝕜 ~ 𝕋𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕠𝕣

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ℍ𝕚 𝔾𝕦𝕪𝕤! 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕓𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀'𝕞 𝕤𝕦𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕕! 𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖! 𝕀𝕃𝕐 𝔸𝕃𝕃! 𝕄𝕎𝔸ℍ ~ 𝔼𝕞𝕞𝕒

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[s4bbatical]

FIC MASTERLIST

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Declan O’Hara

My Love -(Oneshot Fluff x reader)

Please, Please, Please, Let Me Get What I Want (18+ x reader) Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Part 5 (TBA)

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Patrick Zweig

My Girl (18+ x reader) Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 (TBA)

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[l13]

Can I request Web slinger and reader smacking his ass and his reaction yk what the spot request said please but with Patrick O'Hara

OMG I CANT BELIEVE SOMEONE ACTUALLY WRITES FOR HIM

you'd startle him so bad LMAOO "Jesus Christ, woman!!"

definitely wants to get back at you after that, so he slaps your ass every chance his gets. But the slaps he lays are brutal, and when you turn to look at him over your shoulder with disbelief written all over your face, he grins lazily, "Why the long face, honey? Y'started it,"

Over the days tho, the slaps get softer, and he makes sure to sooth your pain with one or two squeezes, cooing down at you if you wince or pout at him, "Awh, darlin'. Did I hurt you that much? 'm sorry sweetie,"

all the effort you put into your acting was worth it, because Patrick had finally let his guard down, and now it was your turn to get back at him. And honestly you just wanted an excuse to touch his butt. Sauntering around with those tight jeans of his, spurs clicking as he went. How could a grown man look so slutty while walking?

You caught him at the best moment, too, right as he bent down to grab a beer from the fridge, and you bit your lip as you watched the material of his jeans hug his form perfectly. This time you were quick with it. Slap, squeeze, and bolt. Only you didn't run, you couldn't help but stay and gawk at his ass a while longer.

"Christ, this again? Thought we settled this,"

"I'm not starting anything baby, you just looked really good. Swear on my life." lie, lie, lie

"Mhm, I know better than that you lil' minx. Y'done feeling me up?"

"Nope,"

[taurder]

⌗ 📞 ! MASTERLIST ²

(have some water. shorter stuff)

all are (n) sfw

𔘓 " voicing out their needs.

spiderverse; ᨀ miguel o'hara ᨀ peter b parker ᨀ spider-noir ᨀ hobie brown ᨀ patrick o'hara ᨀ ben reilly ᨀ the spot.

dc comics; ᨀ dick grayson.

[drc00l4tt4]

Small Web-Slinger x Reader prompt or drabble I guess? Not proof read or anything, just kinda babbling ig

He probably has nightmares about losing you. He's made enemies, and what if said enemies find you? What if they take you away from him? He hates waking up from those nightmares when you wake up before him and aren't in bed because it makes him panic. You've had to calm him down from panic attacks over this.

When he wakes up from the nightmares and you're still asleep, he pulls you close and buries his face in your hair. He needs to feel you, he needs you know you're really still here. You've woken up to this before and that ended in you and him staying in bed for a few extra hours.

Every time the nightmares cut him deep, he follows you like a lost puppy and never takes his eyes off you. He needs to make sure you stay safe, he needs to protect you. He's much more touchy in these moments, as sometimes he starts to wonder if you are gone and he's just dreaming you're still here.

Fortunately this isn't a daily or even weekly occurrence, but when it does happen, it shakes him to his core. He'd never forgive himself if something bad happened to you.

Luckily, he gets to wake up to you in his arms most mornings; and other mornings he wakes up and finds you somewhere in the house or with Widow.

[uhlexuhhh]

my husband went to war (character ai is down) when will my husband come back? (why has it been down for so long)

[bug-bites]

hai… may i have some romantic n fluffy webslinger x reader hcs please? thank u!!

cowboys n' kisses

tw: brief mentions of the cowboy hat rule (nothing suggestive or nsfw) but other than that, nothin!

pairing: patrick "web-slinger" o'hara x gn!reader

characters: patrick "web-slinger" o'hara

authors note: yes ofc!! sorry this took so long for me to finish but i hope you enjoy!! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

it doesn't matter how you identify in terms of gender, this man is going to call you partner

he absolutely LOVES seeing you wear his hat. its not even related to the cowboy hat rule (he, in my opinion, could not care less about it) he just likes seeing you wear his things, you look a little silly but he adores it

you know how some people do the little guess who thing and cover your eyes from behind? he does that but uses his hat instead of his hands

if you're dating him you're going to learn how to ride a horse.

no literally this isn't an innuendo, like he forces you to learn.

him and widow literally have a telepathic connection, you are going to get along with this man's horse if you intend on staying with him

dont worry though!! he is going to be with you the entire time, right behind you, hands holding yours as you clutch onto the reins or holding your waist

if you're like me and you are lowkey terrified of horses he would be constantly reassuring you

"i gotcha darlin', just hold onto the reins like that- there you go. see you're a natural at this" "i literally have nearly fell half a dozen times." "still better than my first time"

he's lying. this man came out the womb with the ability to ride a horse like nobody's business

but he loves going on late night rides with you, could spend hours listening to you, as you and him and widow, cant forget her wander around under the stars

he's a sucker for old timey nicknames like honey, darlin', sweetheart, that sort of thing!

greets you with a forehead and always makes sure to say goodbye with a forehead kiss

actually he just loves giving you forehead kisses. out of nowhere sometimes he gives you a small peck on the forehead for funsies

this man loves doing finger guns and making a little "pew pew!" sound. he will not stop if you dont do it back.

[brigoesrahhh]

hii are you okay with doing a oneshot/drabble mirror sex (hand job — reader receiving) with webslinger x male reader? (my gay ass just really needs him 😞)

hand job in the mirror

cw: NSFW (what it says on the tin, plus some grinding, pretty dirty); unedited.

a/n: yes of course!! the brainrot is real 🤧🫡

under the cut!

you don't remember how you found yourself in this position — sitting atop of patrick's lap, naked, and whining in front of his mirror. it felt like this was lasting for forever. he had been teasing you all day, caressing your chest and grabbing your ass, having you wrapped around his finger. well, now his hands were wrapped on you.

you watch his hands glide up and down your cock, with a smirk plastered on his face. he clearly knew what he was doing, carefully curling his fingers tighter around the sides, tenderly squeezing you in a way that made you arch your back onto his lap. your eyes break from the mirror, a shiver of pleasure shooting up your spine and throwing your head up with a snap in your hips.

"hey- keep your eyes on us, darlin'. watch what these hands can do," he chuckles pridefully to himself, gradually feeling a knot of pleasure unwind in you. your eyes meet the sight in the mirror — slow, almost painful spurts of precum drip from your tip and onto his hands. he spreads the fluid over your cock with each thrust, the visual driving you closer to the edge.

you whimper for more stimulation, for something, anything to get you there faster. he knows, as he watches you rock your hips into his hand helplessly. it was a little embarrassing, but it got you so hot.

you could feel him harden underneath you while rutting into his hand, clearly turned on by playing with you. you grind on his lap in desperation, hoping to make him more eager, but it fails. he grabs you by the hips, forcing you to keep still. you whine at the loss.

"what do you think you're doing, sweetheart?" he raises an eyebrow, digging his nails into your sides. he kisses his teeth.

"please, please…" you whimper, slightly bucking your hips into nothing. knowingly, he places his hand over your tip, feeling your cock squirt on his hand. he spreads it smoothly over the length, and grabs back on. he quickly finds his rhythm again, pressing onto your dick.

"you're damn lucky I'm feelin' nice today, sugar." he grins, pressing kisses and bites onto the back of your neck, letting a few moans slip from your lips as you watch in embarrassment. this always fueled his ego, watching you melt under his touch.

you thrust up into his hands repeatedly and reach your peak, shooting cum onto the mirror. you groan as your milked by his grip, continuing to spill your release onto his hands. he smiles in satisfaction as you fall back into his lap, letting your weight sink onto his hardened dick.

"look at you, painting a little masterpiece for me. such a good boy," he praises into your ear, licking a sensitive spot just behind the lobe. he grinds up into you, wanting some of his own relief, since he had been more focused on pleasing you. he couldn't help but be a little selfish though.

"think you can be a darlin' and help me out?" he asks — although you didn't really have a choice — and you nod your head… oh boy.