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wally west being too shy to send you any pics when you first start dating, so instead he waits until it’s three in the morning—a reasonable time for you to be asleep already—so that he can forget about it until the next day, when you'd wake up with a "wish u were here :(" text and beautiful video of your boyfriend fisting himself to you and send your response afterwards.
he doesn't expect you to actually still be awake and for said response to arrive only two minutes after his video was sent, but the embarrassment doesn't last him too long, your positive feedback leaving him eager for more and his dick harder in his hand, even worse once the notification of a pic of your own arrives too.
with the knowledge that you're still awake and missing him just as much, both of you unable to sleep and now turned on by the conversation, he's immediately speeding off to your place, so that he can fuck to exhaustion and you can both tend to your needs, to finally find sleep in his warm embrace after those sleepless hours.
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New theme 🤤 reminds me of my favorite ice cream Maui Wowie or something like that. Can’t get it anymore sadly 😭
yesss i was kinda going for like a sherbet vibe!! weirdly enough i know exactly what kind of ice cream you're talking abt and (even tho im partial to mint chocolate chip..) it's SO good
does anyone remember the fic with timkon x reader where they are fighting for her and the reader is down for it and shes like "I have two hands" ugh it was soooo good omg!
okay sorry nonnie i do not :,) but hopefully someone sees this & figures it out for you!!
Someone probably already asked you this but how are we feeling about the Xbox showcase and Nintendo direct!?!? 🙌
Also saw that you were sick pls get better soon 🙏
omg!! okay honestly the thing im most excited about rn is persona 6 + persona 4 remake, even tho i've only played through like half? of p3r so far
also i am SO FREAKING EXCITED FOR THE OCARINA OF TIME REMAKE!! i've literally been replaying it on my 3ds (modded lol) so this is actually so exciting :,)
also kingdom hearts 4 & pokopia dlc? i'm in heaven <3
(also i am feeling much better after quite literally sleeping all day yesterday <3)
what were your thoughts nonnie? anything catch your eye?
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pairings | guy gardner, roy harper/wally west, johnny storm/peter parker x fem! reader
a/n | i can't really think of a summary for this one, so, happy pride month i guess guys <3
ROY HARPER & WALLY WEST
You’ve no idea what they’re arguing about, having drowned the two redheads out for the better part of half an hour now, it’s only the elevated tones that let you know they’re even still going at it. Hell, you doubt even they know what they’re arguing about anymore either.
All you know is that you’ve been nursing a pounding headache for a while now and even your beloved boyfriend’s voice, which normally has you melting into a puddle, is starting to grate harshly on your senses.
“Oh my god, will you two just kiss already!” You groan, throwing your hands in the air as you swivel in your chair to glare at them.
Throwing a bomb would have been less disruptive, but a lot less funny you think, staring at Roy and Wally’s twin expressions of shocked horror.
“Babe?” Roy’s voice is incredulous, a little strangled as he clutches a hand to his chest in aghast betrayal, brows furrowed in confusion.
Wally’s no better, tips of his ears nearly as red as his hair as he alternates between sputtering a failed attempt at a clever retort and vibrating through the floor.
“I mean, why else would the two of you need to be in each other's personal space?”
Wally leaps back like he’s been burned, skin getting even pinker still as your teasing grin brightens, headache momentarily forgotten.
Roy, ever adaptable and in tune with you, sees the mischievous sparkle in your eye and quickly shifts gears.
“You’re asking me to cheat on you?” Throwing you a wink, he turns to Wally, deliberately giving his friend a slow once over with a lascivious grin that has Wally stiffening in place.
“Just this once.” You joke, only for your laugh to turn into a gasp when Wally’s face becomes awash with determination, and faster than you can blink, his lips are on your boyfriends.
Roy recovers with a speed that’s frankly suspicious after being unexpectedly jumped by a speedster, sliding a hand down to rest on Wally’s waist, tugging him even closer as his other tangles in ginger locks.
It’s a decidedly filthy kiss, when Wally, deciding he’s not one to be outdone, slots a thigh between Roy’s legs and licks into his mouth.
To your surprise, there’s none of that ugly envy that sometimes rears its head when Dick starts sniffing around your man.
As if reading your mind, Roy’s eyes flicker open, a silent question in his gaze that has your heart squeezing in affection.
You simply grin, cheeks burning a little as you sit, contented and a little flustered at the unexpected display.
When they finally pull apart, Wally’s chest is heaving and both boys have pinkened cheeks and kiss-swollen lips.
You reward them with a wolf whistle that turns into a laugh when Wally flushes bright red before speeding out the door, your eyes following his retreat. Unbeknownst to you, Roy watches you thoughtfully.
Your birthdays coming up, and suddenly he’s got a lot more ideas
PETER PARKER & JOHNNY STORM
Johnny Storm is, unfortunately, very cute. Even worse, he knows he’s cute, and boy does he act like it.
Physically, he’s very much your type. If only he weren’t such an insufferable rake, then maybe you’d even have jumped into bed with him when he’d started flirting with you all those weeks ago. You wouldn’t have even minded just being another notch on his bedframe, except for the fact that you were both friends with Peter Parker, and thus were forever cursed to exist in the same small social circle.
It was fine. It wasn’t like you minded the flirting; it was a hell of a confidence booster, but you were still far from giving him a chance. Or rather, it would have been fine, but Peter had suddenly taken it upon himself to advocate on Johnny’s behalf. You couldn’t go ten minutes without Peter giving you puppy dog eyes, or waxing lyrical about “how great Johnny is, just give him a chance!”
It all culminates when Johnny crashes (though Peter, the traitor, definitely invited him to) movie night, a long-standing tradition between you and Peter, and you end up sitting between the two of them. Peter, the annoying little shit, is doing his best to take up as much couch space as humanly possible, forcing you to rest against Johnny’s side, the blond’s arm thrown conspicuously over the back of the furniture.
The movie’s paused, Johnny ducking off to the bathroom and giving you room to finally breathe.
“You know, he’s really—”
“Fuck me dead, Pete.” You exclaim, beyond sick of his ‘wingmanning’ “if Johnny’s so great, why don’t you kiss him!”
Of course, that’s when the topic of conversation ambles back into the room, blue eyes sliding between you and Peter, huddled up on the couch with a widening grin as he pieces together the missing pieces of conversation.
“I would, but Johnny’s not really my type.” Peter jokes as Johnny gives an offended squawk.
You doubt you’ve ever rolled your eyes harder, “Peter, you’ve been riding Johnny’s dick so hard these past few weeks it’s a wonder you’re not pregnant.”
It’s Peter’s turn to squawk indignantly at that, but before you can even pat yourself on the back for undoubtedly putting an end to his annoying Johnny yammering, said blond has marched across the space, grabbed his friend by the cheeks and pulled him into a fiery kiss.
Objectively, you know Peter’s an attractive guy. It’s just you’ve never really allowed yourself to think of him that way, but now, slack-jawed at a steamy kiss he’s started to reciprocate, as if vying for dominance, an unwanted heat starts unfurling in your gut.
“Do you guys want me to leave?” Your voice cracks, high-pitched and squeaky, as you struggle to pull your gaze away from the increasingly tempting sight in front of you.
As if you’ve spoken the magic words, the two suddenly jolt apart, sharing a conspiratorial look you miss as your tongue sits heavy and useless in your mouth.
“Don’t even think about it, babe.”
An instinctive retort forms in the back of your throat, but Johnny promptly swallows it when his heated lips are suddenly on yours. Your brain shuts down, traitorous body succumbing to the kiss as a warm palm gently cups your neck, holding you in place without exerting any pressure.
Fingers trail down your spine before sliding to rest on your waist, making you jolt before relaxing at the realisation that it’s just Peter. The next few minutes pass in a haze of wandering hands and kisses exchanged between varying combinations of the three of you until somehow, you’re deposited on Peter’s lap, chest to chest as Johnny’s practically glued to your back.
“Just think, all that time turning me down could have been spent doing this instead.” You can feel, the smug grin on Johnny’s face as the plants a trail of kisses behind your ear and down your jawline.
Rolling your eyes, you reach back to tangle your fingers in dishevelled blonde hair, tugging him forward as your free hand guide’s Peter’s face, “shut up and kiss each other again already.”
“Bossy.” He huffs, but much to your delight, complies with your demand enthusiastically. Peter and Johnny have always had a bad habit of showboating, and now, with you stuck between them, they’re more than willing to put on a show it seems.
Finally, something you can’t complain about.
GUY GARDNER & HAL JORDAN
It had been a joke, something hyperbolic, a “ha-ha, gotcha” moment to get Guy to back off a little because there was no way Guy would follow through, and there was certainly no way Hal would let him.
“The day I kiss you is the day you kiss Hal.”
It wasn’t that you didn’t like Guy. Quite the opposite, really. There was just a large part of you that doubted Guy truly liked you. You’d spent years watching him flirt with anything with a pulse, never phased at the many, many rejections. He’d just brush himself off and turn to the next pretty woman.
What you, and certainly Hal, hadn’t expected was for Guy to barely give it a single second of consideration before he was gripping Hal’s face with large, calloused hands and planting a surprisingly passionate kiss on his unsuspecting friend.
Hal freezes, statuesque in either shock or horror, long enough for Guy to slip him some tongue before he’s pulling away with a wet smacking noise that would normally have you flinching in disgust, but for some reason has you heating up a little under the collar.
Just when you think you’ve imagined it all in some fucked up fantasy about two of your friends/coworkers, Kyle spits out the mouthful of your cocktail he’d helped himself to directly onto your new pants.
“Rayner!” You shriek, managing to tear your eyes off Hal’s dazed expression at the uncomfortable new sensation of unintentionally being wet and sticky. Having sensed his impending doom, Kyle’s already thrown himself off the barstool and is halfway to the exit when a warm arm settles around your shoulders and prevents your chase.
Whipping your head around, your heart stutters a little in your chest at finding Guy so close that your nose brushes against his. Blinking, you rapidly try to create space, only to fail when his arm keeps you steady in place, palm sliding down to rest between your shoulder blades.
“So, about that kiss?”
“I can’t believe you actually did that.” Your voice is a little numb with shock, brain replaying the past ten seconds in slow motion like a football highlights reel.
“That?” He scoffs, like he hasn’t just left Hal auditioning for the newest statue at the Louvre, “a small task to earn a kiss from you.”
“Are you sure you didn’t want to just kiss Hal, because I don’t recall saying you had to use tongue. To the outside eye, it almost seemed like you were super enthusiastic about the opportunity.”
“What can I say, I’m a giver.” Guy’s smirk is downright sleazy, and there must be something seriously wrong with your brain because suddenly he’s the most attractive man in the whole bar.
You’re pretty sure that kiss is seared into your retinas for the rest of your existence; it’ll play behind your eyelids when you go to sleep tonight, that’s for sure.
“Left you speechless, huh? Don’t worry, you’re not the—”
Grabbing him by the shirt, you pull him down into a kiss before you can think better of it. Guy, who apparently has been very eager for this moment, gets with the program immediately, and by the time you’re dazedly pulling away to breathe, you realise exactly why Hal’s still staring glassy-eyed into the cosmos.
Against all universal laws, Guy Gardner’s a fantastic kisser. It would piss you off if you weren’t already pulling him in for another, suddenly wanting to make up for lost time.
Somewhere to your left, Jess makes a disgusted noise and follows after Kyle’s example. Not that you pay her any mind, it’s Hal’s sudden attention that has your interest, eyes flickering open long enough to confirm that he’s watching you and Guy a little more intently before you’re overwhelmed by another breathtaking kiss.
You quickly file that little tidbit of information away for later revision, for now, Guy’s got your full attention.
