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rdj kissing josh brolin on the lips is such a power move. the man doesn’t give a single fuck. he’s the male protagonist archetype of this century but he will kiss as many guys as he pleases because he can and there’s nothing hollywood can do about it

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Ahhh yes

Finally Found My Way

Part 12

Warning: language, a lot of fluff, and um SMUT

Summary: After four years of being tortured by hydra, you were finally back, yours powers stronger than ever. But that was not all.

Word Count: 4.5K

“What took you so long?” Mj said as you sat down beside her.

“My Dad was telling me somethin” You said, she nodded her head. Peter and Ned sat in front of you and Mj, Flash sat on the other side, and the rest of the team was spread out. This decathlon trip was pretty small only 20 people came. Towards the middle of the trip Mj decided, as captain of the decathlon team, to ask some questions. You decided not to answer all of them even though you knew all of them. You were just tired and you had to admit, maybe a little out of it. Peter on the other hand was just straight up mad. He didn’t know why you were pushing him away, or why you’ve been avoiding him or why you yelled at him.

The trip from NYC to DC was four hours, but it took six hours for you guys due to traffic. When you guys got to the hotel Mr. Harrington assigned all of you rooms and a roommate. Luckily you and Mj were together. Ned was with Peter as usual, Flash stuck with Derek. And so on.

“The decathlon starts tomorrow at 10:00am. Everyone should be awake by 8 o’clock so we can leave here at 9. This isn’t like last time, the hotel is an hour away, this was the closest hotel the school could find.” Mr. Harrington said. “We’re all going to meet here in two hours which is at-“ he checks his watch, “7 o’clock for dinner. Got it?” All the students say yes.

Mj opened the room door, stepping in first. You followed behind closing the door. You take a look at the room, pretty nice, two separate beds, a small tv in front, a little desk on the side and a bathroom. A normal hotel room. Mj drops her bag on one of the beds. “I’m gonna take a long shower until we have to leave. You can use the bathroom now so you don’t have to wait long.”

“Ok.” You say making your way to the bathroom. You wash your face and use the toilet. You step out when your done, “all yours.”

—- Peter’s room ——

“ I call this bed!” Ned says jumping on the bed closest to the window. Peter drops his bag on the other bed, just giving Ned a small nod. Ned sits up from the bed, looking at Peter. Usually they fought over who got the bed closest to the window, they usually had a blast on these trips, but he’s noticed Peters been down ever since Friday. “Hey man, you alright?”

Peter turns his head giving Ned a forced smile. “Yea, why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t maybe because you look like you wanna beat the shit out of someone every time I look at you,” Ned says casually.

Peter flops down on the bed as he groaned into the pillow. “She’s being so…so…so difficult!”

“Y/N?” Ned says already knowing the answer. Peter flips onto his back as he looked up at the ceiling.

“Yes y/n! I don’t know what she wants! I’m fucking there for her…all the time and what does she do… SHE YELLS AT ME!!” Ned stays silent letting Peter rant on. “And what, it’s my fault. The fuck??? I didn’t do shit to make her hate me! And now she wants me to leave her alone, after everything we’ve been through. I can’t. I can’t just let her go. I’m fucking in love with her and SHE DOESN’T EVEN SEE IT!” Peter brought the pillow up and covered his face as he yelled into it again.

“Why don’t you tell her?” Ned says, trying to think of ways to help his friend.

“She doesn’t even want me to go near her. She told me to stay away from her. And even if I did tell her she’d probably reject me right away.” Peter said calming down a bit.

“How will you know?” Ned says, peter turns to see his friends face looking back at him.

“I don’t know. Whatever.” Peter says as his body sunk into the mattress.

-two hours later-

“Peter wake up, we gotta go.” Ned says shaking Peters body. Peter groaned as he shrugged Ned’s hands off. “We have to eat dinner.”

“You go… I’m not hungry.” Peter says keeping his eyes closed.

“Fine.” Ned says as he walks towards the door. “I’ll bring back some food though.” Peters just fell back asleep.

—after dinner—

“Hey Ned, uh- where’s Peter?” You say walking down the hall with Ned.

“Oh um Peter, he was tired, didn’t want to come down.” He said not daring to look in your eyes.

“O-okay-“ you were cut off by Flash grabbing you and Neds shoulder.

“We’re all gonna head to the pool in twenty minutes, you guys better be there!” Flash said running past you both.

“Lit!” Ned said excitedly. “I’m gonna see you in a few.” Ned says stopping at his door.

“Okay, see ya.” You say walking past him.

Mj was already in the room sitting on her bed with a book in her hand. “Hey, you going to the pool?” You said grabbing your duffel bag from the floor and lifting it on the bed.

“Yea but I’m not gonna swim, just sit on the side. You?” She says looking at you struggling to find something in your bag.

“Yea, just looking for my bathing suit.” You said finally pulling out your red bikini. “I’m gonna quickly change and we can go.

—Peter’s room—-

“Hey man everyone’s going to the pool right now, you coming?” Ned said as he got out of the bathroom to find Peter flipping through the channels.

“Is Y/N gonna be there?” Peter asks not looking away from the screen.

“Yea but-“

“Then I’m not going. I’m tired anyways and I need to study more.” Peter says finally settling on an old movie.

“C'mon man it’ll be fun. Everyone’s going-“

“I said no. Just go have fun.” Peter says. Ned just nods his head and exits the room.

-

You looked around the pool, everyone was there. Everyone except for Peter. That’s it! I’m done with this bullshit.

“I’m gonna be right back,” you tell Mj as you leave the pool and head up to the rooms. You were still wearing your hoodie and shorts, still haven’t taken them off. However you were barefoot because who wears shoes when they go to the pool?

You stopped in front of Peter’s door, your hand hovering over the door. This was a bad idea. But before you back out, your hand came in contact with the door. No answer. You knocked again, this time louder. You heard shuffling around the room and someone unlocking the door. And then there he stood. Curls messed up, sweatpants hanging loosely around his hips and his gray sweater covering his hands. He looked like a mess, but he still managed to look flawless.

“Y/N?” Peter says looking at you and then around to see if anyone was with you. “W-what are… what are you doing here?” He said as his hand went through his hair.

“We need to talk.” You said as you tried not to blush, only images of his naked self popping into your head. Peter stepped out of the way, letting you walk in. He shut the door behind him, taking only a few steps forward. You turn on your heel so you could face him. Peter was looking at his hands as he played with the sleeves of his shirt.

“I already know you hate me, you don’t have to tell me.” Peter says quietly, you could hear his voice crack as he got the words out. And that was a sound you never wanted to here.

“What?!” You weren’t expecting to hear that. You say taking a step forward. Peter looks up at you meeting your gaze.

“You’ve been avoiding me like I’ve got the plague and when I go to ask you what’s up you blow up in my face! I’m so done with this bullshit. If you hate me or don’t wanna see me then fine, just don’t yell at my face saying it.” Peter says quickly looking away from you.

“Peter I don’t hate you. I’ve never hated you.” You say stepping closer to Peter. Now your just inches apart and you could see how much you hurt Peter. Fuck this wasn’t how it was suppose to go. “I’m sorry that I hurt you.” You say quietly.

“Y/N I can’t do this.” He says softly. You look up at him seeing his eyes glazed over.

“What do you mean you can’t do this?” No no no you messed up.

“I can’t do this,” he gestures between you and him, “you and me I can’t.”

You feel the pressure on your heart again, your losing him. “W-what, w-why?” Peter looks up at you.

“I can’t do this because I can’t deal with the fact that I can never be with you. That I can never kiss you, that I can never say how hot and sexy you look. When I can’t say your my girl every time you do something amazing which is everyday. When I can’t take you out on dates and treat you the way your supposed to be treated. When I can’t hold your hand in the hallways and make you feel like your the only girl in the world. When I can’t kiss every inch of your body and make you feel the pleasure you should feel… When I can’t love you the way you should be loved.” You stood there. Shock wasn’t even it, maybe it was. You just couldn’t breathe. He said everything you’ve thought would never happen. But he does, he wants you. After everything that’s happened… he wants you.

You tackle Peter to the ground with a hug. You straddle his hips between your legs, you lift your head up, cupping his cheeks with both your hands and you crash your lips with his. “I love you Peter Parker, I love you so much.” You say against his lips. Peter smiles in the kiss as he deepens it. His hands come up to hold your waist. He finally pulls back, reciprocating the words you said before.

“I love you too Y/ N Stark.” You continue to kiss. Your tongues moving in sync as your hands tangle in his hair. You both pull back to get some air, but that doesn’t stop Peter from trailing the kisses down your neck. You let out a breathy moan as he finds a spot on your neck and begins to suck.

“I was avoiding you Peter because I couldn’t stop thinking about you. The only thing I’ve been thinking about was you… in the shower.” Peter freezes, he pulls away from your neck slowly, you see his face red as a tomato.

“Oh-um uh a-about that-“ you cut him off before he could finish.

“Peter, every time I see you it’s like all the oxygen in the room has been removed and I-I just can’t breathe. And that was before seeing you naked in the shower. I’ve always liked you Peter, but after the shower I just couldn’t face you without being a horny teenager. Peter I love your smile and your laugh and your dumbass jokes that for some reason always has me dying on the floor. I love the endless nights we stay up watching movies that we’ve already watched a billion times, and when we’d play chess on the field. And I love it when you hold me at night, close to your body, telling me I’ll be okay, because I really feel okay when I’m with you. Peter you make me feel safe when no one else can. Peter I’m so in love you and it’s-it’s like a disease, I’m infected by Peter Parker.” You let out sigh, finally you got it all out. Peter has a huge smile that goes from ear to ear and makes his eyes crinkle.

“I’m in love with you too and everything about you.” Peter says pulling you back down into another kiss. This one more loving, it’s the kiss you have when you truly love someone. When you truly know there yours. You pull back as you caress Peters cheeks, a goofy smile on his face as he stares back up at you.

“I’m sorry I hurt you Peter, I’m so sorry.” You say softly, Peters hand comes up to cup your cheek.

“Y/N, you can never hurt me. I’m here for you, I’m always going to be here.” You smile down at Peter, as he pulls you in for another kiss. This one is more slow, and deep. Peter’s tongue explores  your mouth, as his hands trace the sides of your body. He retracts his tongue from your mouth, and traces down your jaw to your neck. You hands tangle in his hair, holding his head close to your body. Your breathing becomes heavy as he begins to suck the sweet spot between your neck and collarbone. His hands slip under your shirt as he holds your bare waist, rubbing his thumbs on your soft skin.

“P-Peter…let’s go to the bed.” Peter looks up at you and nods his head. He stands up, lifting you with him, your legs wrapped around his torso. He laid you down gently on his bed, as he continued to kiss down your neck. You slid back on the bed, to give room for Peter, who gladly comes on. He spreads your legs apart, as he settles himself between you. He reattaches your lips with his, as his hands tug at the hem of your hoodie. You sit up, lifting the hoodie above your head and throwing it to the side. You lay back down, waiting for Peter to continue. But he just stares at you, taking in your beauty. He’s seen you without a shirt on, he’s seen you without a bra on, but this is different then the other times. Your not doing this so he can cut you open, your not doing this because your drunk, your doing this because you want to. You soon become insecure under Tom’s gaze, your hands slide around your torso covering it. Peter takes your hands in his, as he kisses you again.

“Your the most beautiful girl in the world. And might I add very fucking hot.” You let out a soft chuckle as Peter kisses down your chest, his lips suck on the top of your breast, your bikini covering your nipples but you could still see a fare share. You soon feel the need for Peter to suck on you. So you arch your back, your hands slipping behind you as you unclasp the bikini top and throw it to the side. Peter freezes. “Fuck” he says under his breath. God you were the most amazing girl he’s ever met, and now you want him. It almost felt like a dream. Peter looks up into your eyes, his face becoming heated. “Um-uh c-can I t-touch em?” Peter says shyly. You smile back up at him.

“Yea Peter, you can touch em” Peter’s hands come down to cup your breasts, his fingers begin to roll his on your now hard nipples. You let out a breathy moan. Peter eye’s widen at hearing you, his head dips down, as he kisses the gap between your breasts. He wanted to hear the pretty noises again. He takes in your right nipple in his mouth. Your breathe hitches, as he begins to suck. Your hands return to Peters hair, pulling him closer to your chest. You let out a few moans, that send shivers down Peter’s spin. He does the same to your other breast. You then begin to tug on Peters shirt, he finally takes it off disgaurding it somewhere in the room. Your thighs rub together, trying to get some friction. Peter soon sees you struggling and begins to kiss down your chest until his lips are right above the waistband of your shorts. He looks up at you before he does anything.

“Um c-can I?” He asks, you nod down at him. He starts to pull your shorts down your legs until there fully off. He settles himself between your legs, coming back up to kiss you. You then feel it. His bulge touching your core. You both let out a gasp-moan type of thing. But that doesn’t stop you from grinding your hips on Peters, earning a few moans from him. Peter quickly sits up , dropping his sweats down and getting back on top of you, his erection was more visible through his boxers. The friction between the two of you was unbearable, but you didn’t know what to do. If you were being honest you were a little nervous, this was your first time. Peter continues to kiss your neck as his hands hold your breasts.

“P-Peter?” Peter picks up his hand and looks at you. You noticed his swollen lips, red cheeks and curls that fell onto his forehead. Fuck why does he look more attractive?! “I-I’ve never had sex.” You say quietly, a little embarrassed.  

“Same.” Your eyes widen, “We can stop. I’m not rushing into anything, I’m fine if you are. But we can stop.” Peter says quickly. he wanted to make you feel safe and comfortable. he didn’t want you to be pressured into anything. But you weren’t, you were just afraid that you might not be good. That Peter won’t like you anymore. If anything, you really did want lose your virginity right now, to Peter. Only Peter. You shake your head.

“No, I-I wanna keep going.” You say looking up at Peter innocently. And that just makes Peter’s love for you grow even more.

“Y/N you don’t have to-”

“I want too. I want to have sex with you Peter. Only you.” you say nodding your head.

Peters face became more flustered, “Okay.” he said leaning down to kiss you. “Give me a second,” he says jumping off the bed and running to his bag, which laid by the bathroom door. You saw him shuffle through his clothes, until he came back with a… condom.

“You seem prepared?” you say teasingly. Peter hopes back on the bed, as he came back between your legs.

“Well um, when we got off the bus, Flash gave all the guys condoms saying that we might get laid and we should be prepared.” Peter says, as his cheeks became more red. You let out a soft laugh, that seems to ease Peter’s nerves. Peter dips down connecting your lips together. He moved his kisses down your body until he was by your bikini bottoms. He hooked his fingers around the sides, but looked up at you one more time. “Are you sure?”

“Yes Peter, I’m sure.” And with that, Peter slid them down your legs until they were on the ground on the other side of the room. Your legs were spread apart, and Peter was between you. Peter was only inches away from your throbbing core. As eyes widened when he noticed how wet you were.

“Fuck, that shouldn’t be legal.” He says coming closer. You let out a breathy laugh. He soon got close enough that you could feel his breath against your heat. Peter left kisses along your inner thigh.

“P-Peter, please.” you say as you watched Peter between you. Peters eyes flicked up to see your begging ones. A smirk was plastered on his face as he took a bold lick up your folds. You let out a moan, as your hand comes to hold onto his hair. Peter begins to suck your clit as his hands held your waist. Soon enough, you feel a finger slip inside you. You gasp at the sudden movement but relax at the pleasure of his finger inside you. He then slipped in another finger as he began to pump you. He continued to suck your clit as his finger curled inside you. You the get a feeling in your stomach that you’ve never felt before. You’ve read stuff online, so your pretty sure this is a build up to an orgasm. “P-Peter-“ you get cut off when you no longer feel Peters fingers inside you. You open your eyes, which you hadn’t realized were closed. They landed on … Peter sucking his dripping fingers. He took out his fingers with a ‘pop’.

“Your so fucking good,” he said licking his lips.

“Peter… please.” You say breathlessly.

“Please what,” Peter whispers in your ear as he kisses under your ear. Your fingers come up to the waistband of his boxers. You tug on them a little.

“I need you inside me Peter. I need you to fuck me, please.” Your practically begging now.

“As you wish.” Peter sits up on his knees lowering his boxers down until his length came up slapping against his chest.

“Fuck-“ you never thought you’d Peter Parker naked in front of you again.

“I should probably text Ned to stay with Flash for the night,” you just nod, not taking your eyes off of the boy you love. Peter was kneeling between your legs, fully naked, texting his friend. You saw his cock twitch, and you couldn’t help it. Your soft hands wrapped around his hard length. And you begin to pump. Your hand sliding up and down his shaft. Peter almost drops his phone as he lets out a moan. “F-Fuck Y/N.” Peter hits send as he drops his phone to the side, ripping the condom open. “I need to be inside you.” Is all he says as he slips the condom into his cock. You lay back down on the bed as he comes between you. One hand was on one side of your head keeping his balance, the other held his cock. “It’s going to hurt when I go in. But it will feel good after.” Peter says as he looks into your eyes.

“Okay,” you saw smiling at Peter.

“Okay, if you want me to stop just tell me.” You nod your head, as Peter crashes his lips with yours. “I love you so much,” he says against your lips.

“I love you too.”

“Okay ready.” Peter says as his head teases your folds.

“Yes I’m ready.” And with that, Peter guides himself, pushing into you. His head falls on your shoulder as he lets out a loud groan.

“Fuckkk!- your so t-tight.” He says trying to hold still. You had to admit it, it hurt. But after adjusting a little you told peter he could start moving. Peter intertwined your hands as he kissed you deeply. His thrusts were slow and deep. The pain quickly turned to pleasure, his length slipping in and out of you, hitting your walls.

“F-fuck Peter…. please go f-faster” You say, Peter picks up the speed. He slids in and out, his thrusts hitting the perfect spot. But you needed more. “Fuck Peter!” You yell out when you feel his lips reattaching to your breasts. He couldn’t help himself, he loved the noises that left your lips. He loved the noises that he made leave your lips.

“I-I read online… if you d-do this, you hit a different spot.” Peter picked up one of your legs resting them on his shoulder, he readjusted himself so he was more on his knees as he hit a spot you’ve never felt. It was so much deeper. You moaned loudly, practically screaming. It felt so good. as he slammed into you. “T-there it is”, he said continuing to hit the same place earning louder moans from you. You soon feel the knot you felt earlier.

“F-fuck, I think I-I’m gonna come.” Peter picks up the speed as his hand came down to rub circles on your clit. Your head fell back in ecstasy. You fingers grazed Peters back. Crescents and red marks decorated Peters back.

“Come for me.” Peter says as you begin to unravel. Peter continues as you clench around his cock earning a loud moan from him. His thrusts become sloppy as he sucks on your neck. Soon enough Peter’s head rests on your shoulder as a loud moan escapes his lips. You and Peter stay like the for a few more minutes until it starts to hurt.

“P-peter can you pull out?” You say softly, Peter quickly pulls out.

“S-sorry.” He says flopping down next to you. He leans in planting his lips against yours as a real sorry.

“That was-“

“Amazing.” Peter says kissing you once more.

“Yea really amazing. Thank you.” You say softly as you looked into his chocolate orbs.

“No, thank you for trusting me with this.” Peter says kissing your forehead. “I love you.” Peter says.

“I love you too.” Peter soon got off the bed. Going into the bathroom. He wet a towel before he came back. He cleans you up first, spreading your legs and softly rubbing the towel on your core and around, cleaning the mess. Then doing the same for himself. He picks up your bikini bottoms and hoodie handing them to you as he slips on his boxers. “I really like that hoodie,” Peter says with a smirk as you put on the hoodie, letting it fall down your chest.

You looked down at the hoodie your eyes widening. You forgot you even had this, you just threw stuff into your bag hoping you got everything. This was Peter’s hoodie. The one he gave you after that night in his room. You felt your face heat up as you played with the sleeves of the hoodie. “Oh I um I just threw whatever I found on.”

“You look amazing in it.” He says sitting back down on the bed, pulling your body into his.

“Can I stay here for the night?” You ask quietly. “I want you to hold me.” Peter looks down at you, as a smile tugs on his lips.

“Of course,” He pulls the blankets out as he let’s you crawl under and soon follows. When the blankets came above the both of you, Peter pulled you close to his chest. You rested your head on his shoulder as your legs slipped between his. Your hand traced shapes on his bare chest. Peter kissed the top of your head as he relaxed into your touch. He missed this. He missed you. He vowed to himself to never let anything happen to you. He was never going to let someone hurt you, or make you feel like you need to prove yourself. Because you are perfect just the way you are. And he was going to protect you anything and everything. “Goodnight beautiful.” Peter whispers as you fall asleep in his arms.

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A/N: I just felt like in this part there should be smut, sorry if it was unexpected, but I thought it was cute.  And Part 13 will probably be the last part to this series, I might have an epilogue idk. I’m gonna open requests soon, so keep checking! Love y’all ;) 

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Yes

I heard about Princess Keith and the “DnD” episode and I had to drop everything to do this..

This also like an apology for all the angst I’ve been throwing out. 

Soo gooooood

Starlight Saviour (Chapter One) -- Billy Hargrove

*My masterlist link can be found in my blog description*

Summary: Being Steve Harrington’s younger sister and the notorious girlfriend of Billy Hargrove is hell. Especially when your boyfriend becomes infected and you’re the only one willing to step between him and the monster.

Warnings: blood and gore, angst

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!Harrington!reader

Word Count: 2,800+

A/N: This is based entirely on the trailers we’ve seen, and has nothing to do with the actual outcome of ST3 (sadly). So, when the new season does drop, RIP Billy and RIP this piece of work whOOPS. Also, if your name is crossed out in the taglist, that means I am unable to tag you and you need to fix it before the next update, or else you’ll be removed from the tags. Thank you, and I hope you guys enjoy this!

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The Arcade Queen Pt. 2 (Billy Hargrove X Reader)

It didn’t take me too long to think of a whole bunch of ideas for this series, and this was the one I thought was fitting for the 2nd part! I promise as this continues there is going to be more involvement with Billy!

Also a note; If you didn’t already guess, this is set a little ways into Season 2. 

Summary: A few days after your first encounter with Billy Hargrove, Max asks you to help him out, together the two of you successfully break your car, nearly wake the neighbors and you manage to break down a couple of Billy’s emotional walls.

Part 1

The next couple of nights you had off from the Arcade. It gave you a chance to catch up on homework, spend some time with your family, and dream about a certain Camaro driving boy.

But time flies especially when your busy daydreaming, and soon enough it was time for your next shift at The Palace. Unfortunately, it was another late closing shift. Packing your bag once more with perfume in case of emergencies, you grabbed a jacket and drove off to work.

The night had gone by quick, with you spending most of the time in the back taking inventory and unpacking new prizes, leaving Keith to work the front of the arcade. Roughly half an hour to the end of your shift, Keith popped his head into the back asking you to come out to the front.

You finished putting the empty boxes by the recycling bins and stepped out into the front.

“What do you need?” You asked walking over to your co-worker standing behind the counter.

“Little Red is out on the bench looking for you,” Keith replied.

Out into the chill of the Hawkins air, you felt a sense of déjà vu, you walked around the corner of The Palace, finding a certain red-haired girl sitting on the bench.

“Max? What are you doing here?” You called out to her, moving to sit beside the younger girl. You noticed the small shakes of her shoulders, and how her hair was currently hiding her face away from your view, but you knew none-the-less the girl was clearly upset.

“Hey, it’s okay…” You said softly, wrapping an arm around her. Max gave a soft hiccup before her shoulders began to shake harder. “You can talk to me, you know that right?”

You saw her head give a small nod, but you didn’t press further, waiting for her to open up to you, not wanting to push her away more.

“I got Billy in trouble.” She finally spoke, her voice wavering as she sucked some air in between silent sobs.

“Big trouble,” She quickly added, “I’ve never seen his dad so mad at him…ever!”

“Okay, alright…and then what?” You asked, urging her to keep going.

“His Dad and him got in a fight…a big fight, he hurt Billy and then he left, dad did, And Billy was really upset, and he left and drove off, and I panicked…” Max looked at you finally, her eyes leaking tears, red and puffy. “He shouldn’t be driving, I mean he’s really upset…so I ran off and I didn’t know where to go or who to go to and I figured that you would be here, so I came here.”

It was a lot to process at once, let alone for Max to experience it, but you sat quietly piecing her story together slowly in your mind once more.

“Okay, it’s alright.” You said, rubbing her back, “No more tears.”

“So, your dad hurt Billy,” You started, seeing her nod quickly, “Okay and then they both left, and now Billy’s out driving around Hawkins?”

“Yes!” Max said.

“Okay, what about your mom Max? Where’s she?” You asked.

“Out of town, she went to visit a friend for the week, I thought that his dad wouldn’t get mad if he had to watch out for me, but it’s never been this bad! I’m worried about him!” Max said, fresh tears beginning to well in her eyes.

You took a deep breath, letting it out slowly as you thought about the next steps in your head, you would have to take care of Max until you found Billy, and even then, you were positively sure you weren’t going to let either of them go back home tonight, not after what Max had shared with you…so the only thing to do next…

“Alright Max, we’ll go look for Billy, together…that sound good?” You gave the girl a reassuring smile, watching her expression change to relief.

You grabbed your bag and keys from The Palace, and after bargaining that you would clean the arcade for your next week’s worth of shifts, you left work early, entrusting Keith to lock up for the night.

And here you were, about an hour later driving around Hawkins, looking for any sign of Billy Hargrove or his Camaro. You had already driven by their house twice, in case he had returned, along with some frequent party locations, now you were just skimming some of the lesser roads of Hawkins.

Max had stopped crying but had been silent since the two of you had begun your search for her step-brother.

“So…this happens often?” You asked, breaking the silence, “With your dad and Billy?”

The girl in the passenger seat gave a small nod.

“And, does he always…hurt Billy?” You questioned.

Another nod.

You made a left turn, turning down a road lined with houses lined up on either side.

“Hey, he doesn’t…” You trailed off, not wanting to even ask this question.

“No. He’s never hurt me.” She answered, clearly understanding the nature of your question.

You both lapsed into another period of silence, checking out the driveways and anybody walking on the sidewalks as you made another turn, right this time.

However, shortly after your turn, your car gave a weird little sputter, a sharp little cough, and a horrible shake before ultimately shutting itself off leaving you to ease it over to the side of the road before it stopped entirely.

“That’s not supposed to happen.” Max chimed in from the passenger seat. You, on the other hand, let out a long groan at the timing of the entire situation.

You attempted to turn the key once more, hearing it turn over a few times before giving another sputter, this time a little steam rising up from under the hood.

You and Max got out together, her standing back a couple feet away from you as you lifted the hood up, waving your hand through the white steam flowing up from your engine.

“Yup. It’s dead.” You surmised. Max moved up next to you.

“What’s wrong with it?” She asked. You gave a sarcastic shrug of your shoulders.

“Your guess is good as mine kiddo. I’m not a mechanic. I use the equipment, I don’t fix the equipment.” You replied, shutting the hood down and leaning your back against it.

“So now what?” Max asked, moving once more to lean against the hood with you.

“No clue.” You said, raising your wrist to look at your watch. “It’s a little past midnight, and I don’t think that anybody around is going to be very cooperative helping out two kids in the middle of the night. How far away is your house.” 

It took Max a minute to retrace the last route you had taken from her house.

“Probably 20 minutes driving. We’re practically on the other side of town from my house” She replied. “What about you?”

“Couple of blocks from the last corner we took” You replied. “Guess you’re staying over at my place tonight.”

Thus, the two of you began your walk of shame, you giving your jacket to Max who once again had left her’s behind.

“I hope Billy’s okay.” Max said, “He’s so…mean but he said something the other day and it just kind of stuck. We might not like it, but we’re family…I don’t want to see him hurt.”

“I know Kiddo.” You said, not finding the right words to admit your own guilt in not being able to help him.

It felt like an hour had past when you finally made it to your house and had shoved your key into the door when the two of you heard the familiar purr of a certain Camaro coming up the road.

Max and you looked to each other, and then to the road before you both made a mad dash to the sidewalk for Max, and you not even thinking twice into the road.

Headlight’s danced in your eyes, as you heard Billy’s brakes squeal into the night, the two of you screaming for him to stop, not caring about the late hour or your neighbor’s sleeping.

Your hand touched the hood of his Camero as you and Max made your way to the driver’s side.

“Billy thank god!” You cried out, “We’ve been looking for you all night.”

Billy, on the other hand, had a mixed look of confusion, anger, and fear as he looked between you and Max, his cheek had a hint of discoloring on it in the dark, and you knew in the light it would be quite a shiner. His lip was also split, dried blood caked to it and trail of blood that had flowed down his chin.

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It took some convincing, but you had managed to get Billy to pull into your driveway, and you and Max had told him everything that had happened, from Max running to finding you, your car breaking down.

You set Max up in your guest bedroom finding some of your old pajama’s and closing the door behind you as you said goodnight to her, before you returned to Billy, grabbing a clean towel and some ice.

Now the two of you sat in silence upon your sofa, him staring anywheres except you, while you gently wiped down the blood and patched him up, holding an icepack to his cheek.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered, Billy, wincing as you wiped away more dried blood.

He stayed silent.

“You know if you ever need to talk-”

“Talk!?” He suddenly exclaimed, making you jump at the loud tone. “You want me to talk to you about my daddy issues?”

“Billy, that’s not what I meant-” You tried to cut in, but your words had already ignited the fire within.

“You want me to tell you about everything…about how much I hate this stupid town, and how much I hate my old man for having me be the personal babysitter for a 13-year-old, who should be able to go out and do what she wants instead of being stuck with a piece of shit like me? How about the fact, that I’ve tried to hide for so long so that no one would ever see or know what happened with me and my father!” Billy slammed a hand down upon the coffee table in front of you as he stood, making you jump again.

“Billy-” You started, but he cut you off once more. His mouth opened once, before it shut itself, wordless as you saw a tear slip out from his eye as he turned away.

You had no words to say, so you stood up and lightly slipped your arms around his waist, hugging him softly from behind. One of his hands rose up to lay over yours, and you could feel him shaking.

“Billy. I don’t know what any of that is like, to have your father roughing you up all the time…but you can’t say that about yourself, your probably the only thing standing in between your father and Max, your protecting her…and it’s not fair that your getting hurt, but your doing it for her…” You laid your cheek upon his back, as you felt him take in shuddering breaths.

“I just want her safe. And I’ve spent all this time pushing her away because I’m afraid that I’ll act just like my dad, but the entire time the only person I have acted like is my dad. I can’t fix this, Y/N.” Billy spoke, his voice laced with honesty.

“It’s never too late to fix your relationship with your sister Billy. She was so worried about you tonight, she was a wreck, it doesn’t matter what you’ve done, what matters now is what you can do to be better.” You said.

“And if you ever need a place to stay, my door will always be open for you. Both of you, I can help you, but you have to let me help.” You said as Billy turned around looking down at you.

He gave a small nod, and you gave him a warm smile.

“Good, now help me with the pull-out, Max gets the bed tonight for you worrying her all night.” You teased.

Together, the two of you set up the pull out bed on the couch and you brought down some pillows and blankets.

“Thanks, Y/N.” Billy said, taking a seat on the edge of the makeshift bed, you taking a place next to him

“Anytime. Seriously Hargrove, now get some rest, your driving us to school in the morning since my car died looking for you.” You teased, bumping his shoulder playfully. He gave you a cheesy smile in return, and you couldn’t help but thank that it was the most beautiful thing you’d ever see in your life.

The two of you stared into each other’s eyes, and you could feel your cheeks flush under his gaze.

Feeling your heart pound just like the moment you shoved your phone number into his pocket, you leaned in close and pressed a feather-light kiss to his bruised cheek. As you pulled away, Billy brought a hand up to cup your cheek, with the softest touch, he guided you back, your lips meeting his, before letting you slip away.

If your cheeks were red before, your face was probably a tomato now, and you quickly stood, bouncing a couple of steps away from him before giving him a shy smile.

“Goodnight Billy,” You whispered.

“Goodnight, Y/N” He replied, his eyes following you as you practically skipped in joy to your room, shutting the door behind you. You raised your fingers to your lips and realized that you were, utterly and undeniably in love with Billy Hargrove.

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🤭oh ha

This was good

your dad catches you and peter

pairing: peter parker x stark! reader

type: smut // headcanon

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- let’s get one thing straight; you & peter stay being freaks in the sheets. like yall WILD wild

- daddy kink? role playing? choking? y’all fuck with it all.

- so you guys are kicking it in stark tower one day, where u both live.

- everyone knows yall date & tony tried to keep you guys from being alone but eventually he just gave it up

- kids, amiright

- you did go to pepper once things started to pick up between you & peter & asked for birth control

- “if u tell your dad i did this for u, we’re both dead.” pepper told you after handing you the birth control. point is, always practice safe sex kiddos.

- so back to u & peter chillin. you guys just cuddling, watching netflix, doing yo thang u know how it be.

- “you’re so beautiful.” peter tells you as he stares down at you. you’re basically curled up into his body.

- “peter i wanna kiss.” you say all innocent like.

- “that’s very demanding of u.” peter jokes.

- “peterrrrrr.”

- “fine.” peter plants one prude fuckin kiss in your nose like this shit just a game.

- “that’s all i get?”

- “you want more?” peter asks with a smirk.

- “yes, daddy.” now you’re crawling into his lap, positioning yourself at eye level and leaning your head in to meet his.

- peter, even for how rough he can be in bed, is always the most gentle kisser.

- peter moves at the last minute and rubs your nose against yours. cute? yes. what you wanted? not at all.

- “an eskimo kiss? really peter?” bitch really thinks he slick.

- “you’re gonna have to tell me exactly what you want, babygirl,” peter tells u, knowing damn well you want that vitamin d.

- “i want you to fuck me hard, daddy.”

- “yes, ma’am.” peter replies like the nerd he is.

- peter snakes his hand into your underwear. you didn’t have any pants on because we all know pants are for cowards. don’t wear pants. ever.

- anywho

- peter is being so tender & gently rubbing your clit with his thumb, flicking it back and forth between his thumb & pointer finger

- you’re very slowly moving up and down on his hand while still straddling his lap. peter puts his free hand on your waist with a grip so hard it’s sure to leave bruises. your eyes are closed, you’re biting your lip like your fuckin bella from twilight.

- peter cant take his eyes off of your face as you move up and down in ecstasy because of how good his fingers make u feel. you open your eyes and meet his gaze. his big puppy brown eyes are glued on you and sexy you look

- “feel good, babygirl?”

- you’re just a moaning mess & can’t even respond. peter kisses you deeply & just agh this man will be the death of me.

- “peter i’m gonna come” you say as you approach your edge, prompting peter to pull his fingers out from your panties.

- “you’re not coming until i’m in that lil pussy”

- goddamn yes sir whatever u want

- peter is pulling his hard cock out of his pants. you spread the precum spewing out of his tip around & spit on the head a few times while slowly jerking him off. with you still on peter’s lap, he slides into you excruciatingly slow.

- “peter i’m begging you to speed up.”

- “but i love it when you beg.”

- YOU KNOW WHAT I WOULD SAY SOMETHING ABOUT THIS ATTITUDE BC QUITE FRANKLY IVE HAD ENOUGH BUT HOMEBODY KNOWS HOW TO FUCK SO WE GOIN LET IT SLIDE THIS ONE TIME

- peter is fucking u so good, hitting your clit hard every time he carefully moves in & out of u. each thrust is slow & thought out. you’re in agony as you sit on peters lap while he fucks you hopelessly.

- “daddy,” you whimper.

- “what do you need, babygirl?”

- “i need to come, daddy.”

- “you want to come with my cock buried in that pretty little pussy of yours?”

- you moan in response. how is this man so composed, you look MESSY. all of a sudden peter hits your g spot HARD.

- “daddy!” u scream, way too loud.

- peter’s hand quickly covers your mouth as he continues fucking u.

- “get the hell of my daughter.” your dad calmly tells peter.

- oh fucking shit. didn’t even hear him come in. what did i just do. holy hell

- y’all just sitting there in shock

- peter is still inside you

- so that’s not good

- “peter you have 10 seconds to get out of stark tower before i kill you.”

- peter didn’t even fuck with the door or walking by mr. stark. he was out the window in 5 seconds flat

- “and you-“ your dad points to you. “get decent, come talk to me then.”

- well shit

- so u put lots of clothes on

- lookin like a fuckin nun

- feeling the holy spirit corse through you

- you are reborn a child of god

- no fucking the spiderman for you

- nope. uh uh.

- “y/n.” your dad approaches you when you step out of your room.

- “who gave you permission to do anything of that kind?” your dad asks you.

- you look around. ALL of the Avengers + Pepper are there staring at y’all

- cool 🙃

- “tony what is going on?” pepper asks, the first out of the group to speak.

- “yeah i don’t understand what’s happening.” natasha interjects

- “y/n here thinks it’s okay to just go around having sex with peter whenever & wherever she please.”

- “tony!” pepper yells at him.

- “what?” tony replies defensively

- “y/n is a young woman, that is her business.” pepper defends you.

- “the whole group don’t need to know. that’s just embarrassing for y/n.” natasha tells your dad. your race was tomato red.

- “my little girl was calling peter parker ‘daddy!’” tony yells back

- WHAT THE FUCK, DAD

- & THE FACE THAT STEVE & BUCKY MAKE AT EACH OTHER. THEY DID NOT WANT TO THAT INFORMATION EITHER

- “who let you think this is okay? with no protection?” your dad yells at you

- YIKES SIS REALLY DONT KNOW

- “i let her.” pepper speaks up. “i’ve been giving her birth control.”

- BIG OOF

- “what?” tony asks all confused like the dumb bitch he be sometimes

- “tony,” pepper says tryna calm him down. “y/n is __ years old. she is responsible enough for this.”

- “wow, okay, fine. anyone not think i’m crazy?” tony asks the group.

- “tony this is completely inappropriate.” natasha says, stepping closer to tony, a lil threatening.

- “steve?” tony asks, tryna get pry those morals out of him.

- “i think y/n can figure this one out.” steve replies

- OH SHIT SIS SNAPPED GET FUCKED

- “y/n, just go to your room.” your dad tells you defeated. “& next time you & peter… do stuff… lock the damn door.”

- & with that, you outtie. you go back into your room, sitting on your bed, taking it all in

- “is he gone?” peter pokes his head in through your window.

- “peter!” you exclaim.

- he climbs in & u meet him with a kiss.

- “what’d he say?” peter asks you

- “i’ll tell you later.” you tell him.

- this time, you lock the door.

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AHHHHHHHHHHH IM STILL CRYING OVER THIS

I’m rewatching the new VLD season and doodling along. That scene…that broken “Keith”….ahhh. (That entire season. Oh my god.)

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