Moss Graffiti: A How To Guide

IM FUCKING DEAD😂

Omg i cried so hard

Dust

Marvel

Pairing: Peter Parker X Stark!Reader

Word Count: 1394

Warning: INFINITY WAR SPOILERS, vivid description of injury, character death, angst, sadness

Summary: The end of Infinity War, except I decided to make it just that bit worse. 

A/N: There’s a reason this is a Stark!Reader imagine, as I changed the plot a bit so I could make myself cry that bit harder. Spoiler alert, it worked very well. Also, yeah, I jumped on the bandwagon. I know there are loads of imagines about the ending of IW but it was too angsty and painful to not write something soooooo.

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…I almost killed myself

I put on my sunglasses, to hide my swollen eyes, over my tears. I cried all my makeup off. Went inside to have a milkshake. I don’t know why. I wanted something to drink as I figured out what I would do. I got a soda and a milkshake. Medium. The cashier looked at me and with a line around the corner of the counter he rushed away from the counter “Hold on “ he yelled to a coworker.

I filled my soda and went back and saw him looking all over. I go up and he gets close and says “I made it a large”.

That was seriously enough for me not to do it. His kindness. Someone went out of their way and as I went back in my car to cry I realized I could muster through a few other days. A few more weeks. Then I came down from that panicky high of anxiety, depression, and pain. I finished my shake. And it was enough time to let me feel better. I… I’m alive. I’ll make it through.

Try and be nice today. Tomorrow. Something as much as a smile. It helped so much.

Thank you man at McDonalds.

The milkshake saved my life

Under-Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

nsfw/smut, fem!reader, teasing/edging, fingering, cunnilingus, fem!orgasm

Today was different and you mean different. Ghost hadn’t been at the weekly afternoon meeting today which caused you to knit your eyebrows in confusion. That’s until Price had announced that Ghost was “sick” and wouldn’t be able to make the meeting. It was you and a few other people including Soap.

(Your sitting down the far of the table)

You called total bull shit on it since Ghost seems to rarely get sick and which he would of touched base with you on if he wasn’t feeling all that well.

Through a 15 long minutes of Price going on and on about the new upcoming mission that was coming in the next few weeks, your attention wasn’t really focused on him. Your focus what something in between your legs, and that something was a person. And that person was Ghost. What a surprise.

You peered down, trying not to make it to obvious, seeing as his blue eyes stared lustfully up into yours as his hands squeezed the back of your calves. You quickly looked up back to Price who was still babbling about the mission, your cheeks growing hot.

His fingers danced and ran along your inner and upper thigh, drawing circles around your exposed skin. Fuck, why’d you have to wear a skirt this afternoon. His hands had traveled more in between your thighs, pushing them further out then they where. You tried to squeeze them to get him to stop but his force out stronged you and he forced them open.

His thick fingers, ran up under your skirt, your warmth coding his cooler hands, making your skin shiver in goosebumps. You felt his two of his fingers press against the warmth in between your crotch, you knew he could feel how wet you where already getting from the quick arousal pooling in you.

He rubbed his fingers against your wet panties, pressing just around your pulsing clit, making you shutter under his touch. His index finger rubbed up and down your clothed pussy, teasing you to work you up. You practically kick him in a light manner to tell him to stop with the teasing. Which he chuckled quietly to himself, pressing his fingers harder against your pussy, teasing you once more.

He scrapped his two fingers to the side hem of your panties, pulling the fabric up. He snapped the fabric back against your pussy, making your eyes widen and look around to make sure no one had heard. Both of his hands lingered up your skirt, all the way up to the top of your panties, grabbing the hem of the elastic and pulling them down your thigh. Your heart was pounding and your cheeks felt warmer.

He made it almost past mid way down your thigh before tapping you, making you look down at him again, seeing as he looked at you and at your crotch. Motioning you to buck your hips up so he could pull them the rest off.

You looked away from him, gaining the confidence and pushing your hips up, allowing him to slide the rest of your panties off. As soon as he got them to your ankles he grabbed them and shoved them into his pocket. As your pussy was now exposed, he pushed your legs open again, a cool breeze hitting your hot cunt. You bit your lip, feeling as his slender thick fingers snaked up to your pussy, feeling as one of his fingers slid into your slit, rubbing against the wetness that was pooling. Your fingers gripped against the edge of your chair, still trying to keep some focus to Price.

One of his fingers entered you, curling his finger right against the base of your g-spot. Your vagina felt like it clenched around his finger, the sensation feeling like you had to pee but you really didn’t. He rubbed against your spot again and again, slipping in another finger. He wanted to edge you, wanted to feel as your vagina clenched around his fingers, the way your wetness lubed his fingers. He would imagine as you came around his fingers, around a room where no one knew what was going on under the table.

He pumped his fingers in and out of you, stretching your plush pussy out. Your clit was jolting with excitement, until Ghost removed his fingers and replaced them with his mouth. He licked a straight line up your pussy, tension was growing inside of you, the excitement of doing this in front of people was making you wetter.

His tongue swirled around your pussy, teasing your clit, adding and un adding pressure. He grabbed your hips, sliding your lower body forward more against his face almost burrowing it into you. His mouth sucked and nibbled at your clit. This was more exciting then doing this in the bedroom, it was more of a rise in a way.

His tongue felt like it was writing his name against your cunt, feeling you up. You where covering your mouth at this point, holding back your small moans that where begging to be heard. Your bottom lip feeling as it was about to be chewed off from your teeth biting against it to keep yourself shut. Your thighs squeezing against his head as you felt yourself getting somewhat closer to your orgasm. This made Ghost stop, making you take a breath but squeezing your thighs again in a way of telling him why he stopped.

Ghost had wanted to wait for your orgasm to slowly disappear before he dug his face back into you, his tongue pacing around in nice circular motions. Tongue fucking you nice and slow but rough as he laid his tongue flat, licking a straight line. His tongue was rough in a way, not like sandpaper but still moist. Your mouth was still concealed with your hand, biting at the top of your thumb, your eyes drifting closed off and on. You still tried to focus on Price, but it got to the point where you couldn’t, you could only concentrate on how Ghost was eating you up.

That’s until…..

“(Your name)? What is your opinion about the mission? You’ve been extra quiet back there….” His thick british voice rang in your ears, making you uncover your mouth, raising your eyebrows and giving him a small smile like you where paying attention. Ghost stopped, listening to you as his head was still buried in between your legs.

“I uh…..I agree with what your saying. I think the mission will be a great succ-“ Before you could finish, Ghost had pushed two direct fingers inside of you, your hands gripped the table, getting lost in thought as Ghost pumped his fingers once again inside of you. His fingers circled and curled inside of you.

“(Your name)? Are you alright?” Price was about to walk over before you told him to continue what he was talking about, not to worry about you. You held in a moan as you powered through the comment to him. Price just raised an eyebrow, giving you a puzzled look before waving it off and rolling his eyes before he continued again. You where released.

You thought you where fucked at that point. You gave Ghost a little kick under the desk which he squeezed your calf in return. You knew he had that shit eating grin on his face like he usually does.

Ghost removed his fingers, placing his hot wet mouth right back on where he was sucking and teasing at. Your clit.

You wanted to tease Ghost back, taking your heel/shoe off and placing it right against his groin, feeling that he was already hard. ‘Already hard for me?’ You thought to yourself, ‘Just by eating my pussy?’.

Ghosts breath hitched on your pussy, which ended with a low heardless groan that vibrated against you. You smiled at yourself. Ghost went harder against you swollen clit, rutting his tongue in all the right places. The feeling of you cumming was already getting close but you wanted to make Ghost cum first.

Your foot rubbed in circles on his dick, feeling as it twitch lightly in his jeans. Ghosts eyes where closed, humming sweetly into your cunt as he ate. He was already close, all this pussy eating was getting him so worked up he was about to cum right into his jeans. You wanted to see his face so badly, the way how precious it must be, cheeks dusted pink and temple glossy with sweat. The way his dick was probably already leaking with pre-cum was making you horny. To feel his cock inside of you was making your tummy turn and your pussy pulse with excitement.

He ate you up like you where his finally meal, he went faster as you rubbed your foot against the bulge of his dick. You looked round quickly seeing as Price was to busy talking to a recruiter, you decided to grind against Ghosts face slightly. Bucking your hips more into his face. This made Ghost hungrier. He sucked on your clit, teeth grazing just ever so slightly against it, making you sigh quietly into your hand.

You spread your legs wider, making Ghost burry deeper. There was the knot again. Your lower stomach turned again, feeling it made your legs tremble, trying to get yourself to cum faster. Your foot rubbing against Ghosts crotch left, you couldn’t focus on making him cum first, you where busy with yourself cumming against Ghosts face. You bit against your thumb, your body feeling hot and sweaty as Ghost ate you out faster and faster until finally came on his face.

You hips bucked forward as you did, your legs trembled as your orgasm hit. Your eye lids closed feeling your pussy tingle. Ghost lapped you up, removing his face from your crotch, wiping the access off his face. He watched as you hips moved slowly against the chair, still coming slowly down from your climax. Your legs still spread for him.

Ghost rubbed his dick through his pants at the sight of you grinding against the chair. He was about to pull his dick out and finish himself off here but decided to wait, he wanted to fuck you like he wanted to in the first place. Hard and balls deep.

Your eyes scanned the room, seeing Price finishing up the meeting with his corny wrap up. He told everyone to be ready for the mission and he’ll see you later. You stayed out for a second as everyone left, even Price waved to you not saying a word as he left the room. You looked in between your legs, seeing as Ghost was gone, that’s until you heard the door slam shut and lock.

“Clothes off and on the table, now”

Tilda Swinton risked arrest waving a rainbow flag in front of the Kremlin in violation of Russia’s new homosexual propaganda bill. And she wants everyone who can to reblog it in solidarity.

Guys please reblog this, it won’t ruin your blog, this is important

Sweetheart |•| Simon Riley x Fem Reader

fluff, angst if you use a magnifying glass 🔎, Ghost being a cutie patootie, sexual innuendo once, 141 meets ghost's s/o for the first time, soap ans gaz love cats, i hc gaz has celiac disease

not proof-read bc i cant be arsed soz lmfao 💀

also reblog pookies and i'll give you a free foot massage

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Three months without your boyfriend.

Your eyes scanned the new book you bought, 'Psycho by Robert Bloch'. It was a good book. 'I think everybody goes a little crazy sometimes' Norman bates said in the book. It was a line you related to heavily, especially when Simon went out on his missions. You were left all alone with your cat, Eleanor. Although, she was an adorable, orange tabby cat she reminded you of Simon since he bought her for you. Everything in this house reminded you of Simon. Half of the stuff in the living room he had bought because he'd rather gift you something than hug which you understood because he had opened up a tiny bit about his past and it seemed traumatic. Simon gifted you the most lavish things to equal the amount of times he wanted to hug you but couldn't due to his past. It was sad to think he had to buy your hugs but you appriciated the gesture.

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"Right, I haven't had the chance to tell her that you lot are coming so if she freaks out don't worry." Simon grumbles.

The rest of the group nodded. Price was sitting in the drivers seat with Gaz beside him, they were both chatting about how the mission went while Simon and Soap were sitting at the back. For once, Simon showed some emotion. Nervousness. His leg was bouncing and his fist kept clenching and unclenching.

"You alright L.T?" Soap piped up, looking at his obviously anxious supervisor. Simon nodded.

"I hope she's doing alright." Simon stared at Soap with that stoic expression. Price and Gaz stopped talking and Price turned his head a little, keeping his eyes on the road.

"I'm sure she's fine. From what you've told us she can put up a fight so if something was to happen she'd be cool as a cucumber." Price smiled, trying to lighten the mood. Simon grimaced at the last part of his sentence but Price wasn't wrong. You knew Taekwando and you were flexible. Simon was shocked the first time you showed him how to do a backbend and that beautiful arch your back made that caused him to feel-

"Yeah, Ghost. She seems really nice. I've heard her while you two were on call. It's funny really. She sounds so sweet and bubbly and you-" Gaz stopped himself. "Well..." He trailed off when he saw Price shaking his head at him.

"He means that you two are polar opposites." Soap chimes in. "But you know what they say." He nudged Simon as if he already knew what he was going to say. "Opposites attract."

"Fucking hell." Simon let out a deep sigh. "Are we almost there?" He sounded impatient.

"Just around the corner, mate." Price reassured.

~~~

There was a knock at the door.

You poked your head from your book, folding the page over and stepping off the couch. You sighed. It could be Simon, then again it could be your SHEIN order that was due to arrive yesterday. You walked over to the door and opened it, gasping when you see your boyfriend, Simon.

"Simon!" You smile, stepping forward. Simons breath hitches and you notice this so you take a step back. He feels guilty. He had just been gone for three months and he's too scared to embrace his own girlfriend of 4 years? No. He won't let his fears get to him. Not when he's just left you for so long. Simon steps forward, pulling you close to him and hugging you. His arms stretched around your waist and he rested his face in the crook of your neck, you heard him inhale your perfume.

You were too distracted about the fact that Simon is hugging you that you don't realise his friends were here. You lifted your head to see them awkwardly looking away. "Simon, you never told me you brought your friends." You laughed when he pulled away, you could see the embarrassment in his eyes when he realised he had dived into your arms infront of his boss and co-workers.

"Yeah." He shuffled to the side and they all met your eyes. You smiled and waved and they did the same, mumbling some "hi's" and "hello's". "This is Soap."

"I believe he prefers-." Gaz speaks.

"Pipe down." Soap interrupts him.

Simon gave Soap a harsh pat on the back and Soap gave him a dirty look. He points to Price and Gaz. "Thats Price, my captain and Gaz."

"Oh, its so nice to meet you all. Come in, i'll get you all something to drink if you'd like.

"Um.. alright then." Price smiled back and entered, Gaz and Soap followed close behind and Ghost shut the door.

"I'm gluten free, by the way." Gaz says, looking around your massive living room. It has cat toys everywhere and Gaz nudges Soap. "They have a cat." He whispers and Soap looks thrilled, his head darts around in search for the feline.

While your in the kitchen making the men something to drink, they all settle down on the couch. Eleanor walks in and nuzzles against Ghost's leg. He leans over and pets her, scratching behind her ear. Soap looks in awe. "You never told us you have a cat." He scolds Ghost.

"You never asked." Ghost mumbled, picking Eleanor up and stroking her soft fur. "I missed you, Ellie." He whispers and holds the cat like a baby, loud purrs from Eleanor filled the room.

"Can I hold her?" Gaz asked, peeking over Soap's shoulder to look at the tabby cat.

"Me too, please." Soap asked, feeling his heart melt when Ghost placed Eleanor on Soap's lap. "Oh my god, who's a good kitty?" He says in a baby voice as Eleanor stretched across him and Gaz's lap. Their hands eagerly petting the cats fur.

You return with a tray of coca colas in bottles. "I made sure it was gluten free." You laugh and take a seat in an armchair. "I see Ellie has taken a liking to you both."

"Is that her name?" Gaz asked, looking up at you for a moment before sipping his cola and petting the kitten.

"Well, she's actually called Eleanor but me and Simon just call her Ellie." You smile.

"How old is she?" Price asked, scratching Eleanor's chin, smiling down at her. She purred away peacefully.

"Um.." You glanced at Simon who held up 3 fingers. "She's 3. She's a tabby cat so i'm just glad they don't grow too big."

Price nodded. "She's adorable. Be careful though, Soap and Gaz might want to steal her from you. They love animals." Gaz and Soap didn't even look up from the cat but they nodded. Eleanor let out a meow and they both went 'Aww'. "How long have you two lived together?"

"2 years I think. My dad left most of the inheritance to me so I asked Simon if he wanted to move in with me. And now we're here." You shrugged and Price nodded.

~~~

After about 2 hours of talking and joking Price checked his watch. "We should go now. Gaz and Soap have training tomorrow." He lifted up Eleanor from his lap and placed her on the couch. "Thank's for having us." Price smiled.

"Thanks." Gaz said with a smile before giving Eleanor a scratch on the chin. Soap did the same and nodded.

"Bye, you'll have to come over again!" You waved them off, shutting the door when they drive off. You re-enter the living room and sit beside Simon. "They seem lovely." You look up at him.

"You haven't known them as long as I have." Simon chuckled darkly, his arm hesitantly reaching over your shoulder and hooking around to pull you close to him. He looked down at you.

"So.. do you want to order a take-away or do you want to go out?" You nestled your cheek against the side of his chest.

"Can we stay here?" He asked, sinking into the couch. "Like how we are now. I don't want to let you go."

"Okay, Simon." You nod and smile. And he didn't let you go. He made sure you fell asleep and woke up in his arms.

~~~

eat up guys

Sometimes I just start singing and my mom joins in

Me when I saw people bullying Peter Parker in this deleted scene of Spiderman Homecoming

“Incredible. You follow one idiot question with another.”

— Tony, definitely