#peterqvill

[star-quill]

I want peter to make me cry as he takes me apart slowly and then take care of me and cuddle me so bad rn

god u and me both.......

he's so for sure the biggest softie but like i just know there's a tiny teeny little almost sadistic part of him that enjoys watching you fall apart beneath him as he rocks into you. you're gripping the bedsheets, while he has one hand behind your knee, spreading you out more and his other hand is creeping up your body, slotting itself around your neck.

then he's bending down, kissing you so sweetly and you're aching for more. you want him to be rough, to split you apart but he's taking his time, grinding his hips into you and pressing soft, gentle kisses to your cheek. he knows you want more, but he's a fucking menace and wants to hear you beg for it without him asking.

"need more.. need it harder.."

"mmhm? what do you say, baby?"

"please.."

"'atta girl.."

he sat back up, his hands dropping from your neck and behind your knee to grip your waist, his hips picking up speed as he thrust into you. he was filling you up, stretching you out and splitting you apart—and it's everything you wanted and more. tears started to form in your eyes, making them all watery when you opened them to look at peter. with every thrust, tears would roll down your cheek but he didn't wipe them away, at least not yet. he liked seeing you like this, coming undone below him. your legs trembled as you came, before he quickly finished after you, making sure to pull out and release himself on your lower stomach. he let you lay there for a second before he got up to grab a towel and clean you up.

but when he came back, his hand immediately went to your face, his thumb wiping up your tears and rubbing your cheek. when he let his hand rest on your cheek, you grabbed his wrist, turning your head slightly to kiss the palm of his hand, staring up at him, your eyes big and soft. he cleaned the rest of you up while you watched him.

"you ok?"

"mmhm.."

he smiled, throwing the towel into the laundry basket, before laying down, letting you curl into him while he rubbed your back.

"i love you.."

"i love you too, pete.."

[gaffney]

Waaaait a teen wolf au?? That sounds incredible! And so does the connie/guy/julie 🥹

YES, i wrote a one-shot set in that universe almost two years ago (omg where does time go?) and it's vague as hell but i've got all the backstory and lore planned out lmao. sometimes i think about it 😌 but i'm also kinda like, it's good as is?? BUT i am planning on posting that connie/guy/julie because i love them. it'll probably be a while though

[bottoms-movie]

∞!!

our coming of age has come and gone suddenly the summer, it's clear i never had the courage of my convictions as long as danger is near and it's just around the corner, darling cause it lives in me — peace by taylor swift

put a “∞” in my ask box and I’ll shuffle my music player and give you my favorite lyric from the song that comes up.

[annacoleman]

2, 51, 99 for your Spotify wrapped!

2: matilda - harry styles 51: makedamnsure - taking back sunday 99: hurricane - halsey

thanks geena!! <3 <3

spotify wrapped is HERE! send me a number 1-100 and I’ll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist!

[c4tth3w]

aaron ‘cuppycake’ ekblad for @peterqvill @verhaeghecarter <3

[midnightsnyx]

hi friends and happy new year🖤

it's been a couple years since I did an end of year follow forever/thank you post but 2023 was a year so I figured it's a good time to do one. 2024 will mark nearly 10 years of me being on this site & I feel super thankful for the friends that I've made here. I won't get too sappy but I want to thank every single person who reads my stories because it makes my entire day when I get a note or re-blog on something that I write.

this past year has been filled with ups and downs but if I'm ever having a bad day, checking tumblr and seeing you all on my dashboard or in my notes always brightens my day.

wishing you all the best in 2024🖤

in no particular order, here are some of my follow forever blogs. if you're not already, gives these awesome people a follow. I definitely am missing some people so I'll probably update it at some point.

@magbane @barzysbaby @katherinejess @cellythefloshie @peterqvill @hockeymenorattractiveboys @2-fast-2-curious @bedsyandco @dxllasstars @itsjustwinter @barznasty @fallinallincurls @reesespieces10123 @thatintrovertedwriter @babydollmarauders @heavenlyhischier @findapenny @hugshughes @hischierhaze @dasiysthings @blueblazezz @notaccurateornice @celestialwrites @lover-of-mine @luvhughes43 @shea-theodore @youunravelme @housewifebuck @rattkachuk @barzysunflower @lovinbarzal @heartz4hisch @hearts4hughes @guess-my-next-obsession @nessa007 @reavenedges-lies @habsjost @goodsticklehky @itsjuliak5 @dutch-tv-fan

[hinakyuu]

gifs to get through the 2023 off-season 5/?? for @peterqvill ♡

[mattatouile]

List 10 songs with 10 names in the titles that I like, and then tag 10 people.

Tagged by @kiraziwrites and @pretty-thief

jus' vibin here:

1. Dear John by Taylor Swift

2. Life According to Raechel by Madison Cunningham

3. Goodbye Earl by the Dixie Chicks

4. Jack & Diane by John Mellancamp

5. Swan Upon Leda by Hozier

6. Róisín by Pa Sheedy

7. Fancy by Reba McIntyre

8. Orpheus by Sara Bareilles

9. Chelsea Dagger by the Fratellis

10. Mr. Brightside by The Killers

Tagging @gallabee @c4tth3w @dollsome-does-tumblr @bisexuals4tkachuk @bropunzeling @naomignome @nire-the-mithridatist @derevko @hinakyuu @peterqvill

[star-quill]

just........

you had gone on a cute dinner date with your boyfriend, he was being so sweet, holding your hand across the table and offering to share a dessert. then he walked you home, hand in hand until he got you to your door. then he kissed your cheek, nodded and headed home himself. when you got inside, you just groaned and flopped onto your sofa.

you wished he was more attentive with you, like peter was. your boyfriend was cute, but he hardly kisses you and you're desperate to fuck him but he won't go further than a peck on your lips. which is why you sneak out to peter's all the time. he has you whining in his lap while you kiss him, and although he's taking his time, at least you know he'll do what you want.

he promised you he'd go down on you today and so when you knock on his door, he answers it with a smirk.

"back for more?"

"well, you did promise me something yesterday.."

"mm.. i did, didn't i?"

he steps aside and lets you in, following you to the sofa and sitting next to you. you let him talk you through it, pushing you down until you were sprawled across the sofa, your skirt flipped up onto your stomach.

"no underwear?"

"well, i did have them on earlier but.. took them off for you.."

"good girl.."

you just smiled and fisted your hand in his hair as he immediately buried his head between your legs, beard burning the inside of your thighs and making you whimper. his hair was so fluffy and thick, and you just kept grabbing at his curls, feeling his groans vibrating against you. he flicked his eyes up at you and watched as you dropped your head back, mouth open and eyes squeezed shut. it only pushed him further, hands on the back of your thighs as he spreads you open further, mouth covered in your wetness but he just keeps going.

"m'close.. please.. oh!"

he grunted as he moved up to suck on your sensitive nub, sliding two fingers inside you at the same time. you were on the verge of tears, hands pulling harder at his hair. his fingers curled inside you and you whined, mewling his name loudly. he buried his fingers knuckle deep inside you as you came, covering his facial hair with your juices. he moved up, leaning down to kiss you while his fingers stayed seated inside you.

"you ok?"

"mmhm.. feel so full.. but i want more.."

"yeah?"

"mmhm.. need your dick.. want you to stretch me out.."

"come back over tomorrow.. i'll stretch you out real good, baby.."

[gaffney]

the writers knew julie/connie would be too powerful and minimized all interaction.

IT'S TRUE. i mean, there was an entire storyline cut from d2 where connie liked some italian(? i think) dude because he was "more mature" (than guy and luis, who were fighting over connie). but the dude ended up liking julie. and when they found out, julie was like um no thanks!! and connie & julie pranked the guy together 🫶🏻 (even though it wasn't really the italian guy's fault that he didn't like connie back but ok).

that said, they also cut out scenes where julie was super jealous of connie, and making out with adam, so maybe it was all for the best.

[sidekickjoey]

I was tagged by @steddieasitgoes :)

POV: you're in a horror movie

1. create your own look here

2. find out what role you are here

Random tags: @xpaperheartso @rattoes420 @peterqvill @scoops-stevie and anyone else who wants to say I tagged them so they can do this too, shh I won't tell :)

[annacoleman]

teapot and irish breakfast!!

teapot: music preference? unfortunately, anything you would've found at warped tour lmaoooo (pop punk basically/alt rock)

irish breakfast: what country do you want to visit? sooo many! I haven't really traveled, so I have a big list. the main one's I'd like to go to are italy, scotland, and london!

thanks for asking bby!

[c4tth3w]

game kinda boring .. @peterqvill

[midnightsnyx]

put your liked songs on shuffle and list the first 10!! I was tagged by @peterqvill 🫶🏻

bruises by lewis capaldi

be alright by dean lewis

labyrinth by taylor swift

if you love her by forest blakk

all too well (10 minute version) by taylor swift

thinking out loud by ed sheeran

flowers by lauren spencer smith

you broke me first by tate mcrae

favorite crime by olivia rodrigo

can’t help falling in love by elvis presley

Tagging: @magbane @2-fast-2-curious @wylers-blog @dxllasstars @hockeyjunkieblog (no pressure if you don’t wanna do it friends❤️)

[hinakyuu]

duke’s goal for @peterqvill​ ♡ stanley cup final, game 1 panthers @ knights 230603 

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[star-quill]

me normally: really big age gaps are not okay most of the time! the power dynamic is bad

me after reading that blurb: I want to be peter’s sweet seemingly innocent young little plaything

mmhm mmhm mmhm!!!!!!

maybe a few people around the neighbourhood find him attractive too, not knowing that you're his girl, the one he comes home to every night. you still stay at your place every so often but most nights you're in his bed, wearing his shirts, his dog tag necklace around your neck.

mornings with him were just heavenly. on the hot summer nights, the pair of you usually slept naked and peter still ran warm, but it was a nice kind of warm. when he wakes up, his arm starts to move, then his hand is roaming around your body. it finds its way between your legs and you then slowly wake up, whining when his fingers slide between your folds. he's kissing your shoulder, your whimpers in his ear are only egging him on.

but nights with him are even better. sitting on his lap, his hands on your waist while he's kissing you. to him, you're absolutely the prettiest thing he's ever seen. he's just absolutely obsessed with you, obsessed with everything about you.

it takes a while for you both to even really think about going out in public together as a couple, fearing the looks people might give you, or the comments people might make. it's not until a fourth of july barbecue at peter's that you kiss him in front of everyone. he's at the barbecue, flipping the chicken and the burgers and you go up to him, ask him if he needs anything. he asks if you can grab him a beer from the fridge inside and you happily oblige, leaning up to kiss his cheek. only a few people notice, but word gets around quick and you soon feel everyone's eyes on you. peter's about to put his hand around your waist before you run out the back gate and over to your place. he tells a friend to keep an eye on the food before he's gone to check on you. he finds you in your bedroom, crying into your pillow.

"baby.. hey, what's wrong?"

"everyone was staring.. everyone.."

"honey.."

he sat down beside you, his hand on your waist as you lay on your side, wiping your tears.

"they can look and stare all they want, you know it's just jealousy.."

"you'd be better off with any of the hot moms in the neighbourhood.. not me.."

"not true.. i hate the nights that you spend here, feels weird wakin' up to an empty bed without you there.."

you smile a little when he says that.

"i want you to come back to the barbecue.. i don't care who stares at us, i want you next to me.. you're my girl and i want the whole neighbourhood to know it.."

you just roll your eyes, smiling and taking his hand as he brings you back over to his. and you do as he says, you stand next to him, one of his arms around your shoulder while the other flips the meat around. a few of the moms are glaring at you but then you realise, you don't actually care. he could be fucking them, but he comes home to you (almost) every night. you then think of how to piss them off even more, getting back at all the times they've made fun of you for saying you think he's attractive. the food's all cooked and served and he's sitting on one of the garden sofas in the backyard. you walk past him and go inside, taking some of the cold food inside to keep cool. you don't even realise one of the moms has followed you until she turns you around.

"oh.. hi.."

"are you fucking him?"

"who? peter?"

"yes."

you just smile and laugh a little.

"well.. yeah.. why?"

"why did he choose you?"

"well, for starters.. he wasn't going to fuck someone who didn't have a tight pussy.. plus, he thinks i'm cute.."

"you know he only sees you as some sort of plaything, someone he can fuck and throw away.."

"yeah? is that why he keeps coming over to mine so he can put his dick down my throat? or put his head between my legs? or push me down onto my bed and fuck me until i'm numb?"

she didn't even say anything then. you just smiled and walked back outside, sitting next to peter on the outdoor sofa, legs tucked underneath you as you lean into his side. his arm slid behind you and around your waist, his hand coming to rest on your hip. maybe at first you were a plaything, someone he could fuck just to let his frustrations out, but now you were well and truly his. more importantly, you were his girl.

but it didn't hurt to mention about being just a plaything to him when everyone was gone, straddling his lap while you grinded down into his lap.

"plaything, hm?"

"mmhm.. i can officially be your girlfriend but what if, on occasion, you fuck me just like that.."

"yeah?"

"mmhm.. yeah.."