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⤏ late night drives lead to late night confessions.

lucky stars

pairing: joshua bassett x reader

synopsis: late night drives lead to late night confessions.

word count: 1.1k

a/n: inspired by a lovely dream i had of this man :p hope you love it as much as i do! <33 p.s. i’m counting on y’all to get the reference

josh:

"hey! i miss you :p wanna go for a drive?"

seeing the message flash across your screen, you smile, replying with a simple,

"ofc! <3"

joshua had just arrived home from filming. moments alone with your best friend became a rarity, taking any chance you could to hang out.

happy to leave the comfort of your home, you hurry to get ready. your mind races as you think about what adventure you will get into tonight. car rides late at night have become a tradition of some sort for you and josh.

it was these car rides you missed most. car rides that consisted of you both singing as loud as you could. car rides that sparked countless inside jokes. car rides that made you fall in love with your best friend.

like a fanfic trope, you had fallen in love with your best friend. but unlike all those fics you've read, you were almost certain your best friend reciprocated your feelings. lingering touches here and there, frequent compliments, and oh so much more only validated your feelings.

these thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a notification coming from your phone.

"i'm here :)"

darting your way to your front door, you make sure to do a mental check for everything you need. anxiously, you take a deep breath and open the door.

your breath hitches as you see joshua, leaning against his parked car with his arms stretched out and a smile adorning his face. fumbling with your keys, eager to be in his arms again, you try your best to lock the door. once accomplished, you rush over to your curly-headed friend.

wrapping your arms securely around his neck, you let out a muffled "i missed you, joshy."

"happy to be back." hearing his voice for the first time in months filled you with delight. it was relieving having him in your arms again.

reluctantly pulling away, josh gently brushes his hand over your cheek, the action making you burn up.

"ready to go?" he asks with a gentle smile.

"always."

opening the passenger door, he helps you settle in. and as you wait for him to get in, your eyes wander over the interior of the car. that was until you spotted franklin in the back seat, seatbelt secured snuggly around the stuffed teddy's tummy.

you quietly laugh to yourself as joshua opens his door and takes a seat.

"what?" he asks as he follows your gaze. he laughs along with you once realizing.

"what? he missed you and wanted to come along with us." he whines.

"oh, i'm sure he did." you lightly tease.

after driving in comfortable silence for a couple minutes, you speak up "so, where are you taking us tonight, bassett?"

"uhh i thought we'd do a little stargazing. y'know, like old times." he looks over to give you the sweetest smile imaginable. his smile alone makes you melt into your seat.

"but it's only been three months." you respond with confusion.

"yeah, but it felt like an eternity without you."

oh the things this man does to you.

needing music to still your mind, you settle on harry styles. this prompts the two of you to sing along softly, all while sneaking loving glances at each other.

after some time of driving through random neighborhoods, joshua pulls up to a small grass field. after turning the car off, josh turns to you to say "lemme go get the blanket and we'll go, yeah?"

"okay," you nod, "but i'm bringing franklin."

"he would love nothing more." he says with a playful look before getting out of the car. as you reach for the handle, you find joshua has already opened the car door for you. flustered due to his manners, you whisper a meek "thank you."

on his way to the trunk, he opens the door leading to the backseat. smiling at josh's attentiveness, you quickly unbuckle franklin.

"ready?" josh asks, already standing beside you.

"yeah, are you?"

"always."

closing the door, josh places a hand on the small of your back, leading you over to the edge of the field. once he was satisfied with the spot, he haphazardly unravels the large blanket. after a couple seconds of watching him struggle adorably, you decide to help him flatten it out.

he gestures to the blanket, “after you.”

with a smile playing on your lips, you question him, "why are you being sweeter than usual, joshua?" you take a seat, setting franklin on your lap.

he takes a seat next to you, leaving little space between you.

"i've just missed you is all." he says as he wraps his arms tightly around your shoulders. you let playful groans as he does so.

"you're gonna make me squish franklin." you pout.

"he doesn't mind."

pulling away, you both look up. a blanket of dazzling stars cover the night sky. he picked a lovely night to go out.

"y'know, while i was out there filming," he starts, "i made sure to look up at the stars every night. and there was this one star, one star that would shine brighter than all the others."

you turn your head to look at him. his eyes, like the heavenly bodies above, twinkle.

he laughs lightly to himself, continuing, "and sometimes, after those long, stressful days, i would talk to this star. i would pour my heart out, wishing and thanking that singular star. and after some time, that star became my lucky star."

he turns you to, a gentle smile planted on his lips.

"i thanked my lucky star for you every night i was away."

your breath hitches, mind not preparing you for his words.

"i wished for you to be mine."

your heart pounds against your chest as you relay your words, "well, i think you should thank your lucky star again," you smile warmly, "because i'm gladly yours."

hand once again coming up to your face, josh gently cups your cheek. he takes a second to glance down from your eyes to your lips.

"are you alright with this?"

"of course i am."

it the gentlest kiss you've had, somehow not lacking any bit of desire. it was everything you could have wished for with years of uncertainty washing away with this one kiss. thinking about pulling away was just dreadful.

then suddenly, a stuttering hiss could be heard, followed by a light mist washing over you. pulling away from each other quickly, you two assess the situation. damn sprinklers.

you throw your head back in laughter, your mind immediately going to a certain movie, as josh scrambles to his feet.

"this feels familiar." you chuckle as you take the hand he's offered.

"now you have to giggle uncontrollably while we awkwardly run through the sprinklers" he teases.

grabbing onto your waist to steady you, josh pulls you into his chest.

"we could," you suggest, "or we can kiss again?"

he smirks, "yeah, let's do that."

exchanging more needy kisses throughout the night, you can't help but thank your lucky stars for your darling boy.

last night

pairing: peter parker x fem!reader

synopsis: peter makes the morning after unforgettable.

word count: 0.5k

warnings: mentions of sex, kinda suggestive?

a/n: this is the cutest thing i've written i want to vomit :p pretend morning breath does not exist here p.s. cocky peter is the loml <33

waking up to the sound of a car horn blaring couldn't phase you this morning. and as you flutter your eyes open, you find yourself tangled up in your sheets with peter, who was currently sound asleep. a glimmer of sunlight streams through the curtains, illuminating peter's chestnut curls. light purple bruises strewn across his neck serve as an instant reminder of what happened the night before.

your suited boyfriend had stumbled through your window in the late hours of the night. the only words that could fall from his mouth were those reminding you of how he could not stop thinking of you while on patrol. and after many insistent and heated kisses, you and peter decided to give in to your desires for the first time since you started dating.

and now, the morning after, you lay clad in one of the many sweaters he's left, staring at your snoozing lover.

"take a picture, yeah?" peter's lightly chukles as he pulls you to his chest. slightly startled at his sudden consciousness, you look up to find his eyes sleepily gazing at you. a sheepish grin plays upon your lips as memories of his tenderness flood through your mind.

you begin to pepper feathery kisses over his chest, wanting to subtly thank him for last night. peter’s hands, once planted on your waist, now slide down to softly squeeze your bum.

"what do you want to do today, pretty girl?" you now burrow your face further into his chest, flustered under his words.

"mmm," your voice muffled, "stay here?"

pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head, he responds with, "sounds good."

wanting to stare at your boyfriend a little longer, you decide to pull away to prop your head up with your arm. and for the first time since last night, you make proper eye contact with your darling boy. a shit-eating grin slowly forms on peter's face. you couldn't help but follow his stupid action.

this man.

he slowly takes in his view, a familiar keenness filling peter's eyes. "what're you thinking about, pete?

"i only dreamed of calling you mine just a couple months ago," he starts, "and now you're laying here in my clothes, totally fucked."

"peter!" you groan, feeling your face heat up in embarrassment.

"c'mere." his hands come up to pull you toward him once again. his fingertips slide up to the middle of you back, drawing patterns into your warm skin. this alone makes you arch into him.

"yanno, you're kinda sweet when you're half asleep."

scattering delicate kisses across your neck, he mumbles, "mhm, i'm always sweet." his breath fanning over your skin drives you crazy.

quickly growing tired of the teasing, you push peter back down, into the mattress. swinging your leg over the boy, you straddle his lap. you bend down, stopping just before reaching his lips, "i love you." but before he could get a word out, your lips are already on his. a pleasant warmth washing over you as the kiss grows hungry. teeth almost clashing as he grabs for your ass.

"fuck, baby." peter whines.

after a couple more moans from both you and pete, you slow down, now softly pecking at his lips.

"god, you're beautiful." he murmurs against your lips. flustered once again, you bury your face in the crook of his neck.

"so," he sighs, "how was last night?", asking as nonchalantly as he could.

you swear you could hear the smugness on his face.

"i don't remember. remind me again, parker?"

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one more week of class n then i'm freeeeee!! i hope to finish my wips after bc i miss being on here :p but wish me luck !!!! i'm gonna need it lmaoooo

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happy new years, angels!

i truly, genuinely hope this year treats all of you well. you all deserve the world. seriously. i love you all.

please please know though i am semi-active, i'm still here for you all! feel free to send an ask or message me personally.

also want to thank any of you who still love and support me and my work. i appreciate it all, and your patience. like, bless you seriously.

i know, i'm repeating myself a lot. but i'm forever grateful for the small platform i've gained on here and on other socials. it means the absolute universe to me.

the pieces of art i've read on here, seen on here. amazing. the mutuals and friends i've made on here, heartwarming.

so very thankful and happy for everything i've received and continue to receive on here. the love, the hate, the support, the feedback. everything.

i will be honest though, i can't promise you all anything but i do hope to put out more work than i did last year. but i will not force myself. i will post and write when i feel like it.

i wish i had the motivation and drive like i did before, but things change! not only do i take college courses now, but i'm going to work soon. and i go to the gym and library more, etc. total grown up things, you know? joking. anyway. much love. mwah mwah mwah.

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warnings: a lil suggestiveness but overall fluff

word count: 1.2k

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after almost an entire summer abroad, there’s no better feeling—at least for tom—than that of an empty airport at three in the morning. silence lies heavy around him, interrupted only by the occasional announcement, the clacking of suitcases rolling against the floor, and the whirring of baggage carousels turning on and off.

the feeling of utter peace and relaxation that hits tom whenever he finally comes back home becomes stronger, more overwhelming, when his phone tings loudly in his ear, where one airpod sits. he knows before he’s even pulled the device out of his jumper’s pocket that it’s you, an excited tingle spreading in his chest.

i’m in the waiting area :’)

five simple words, one endearing emoticon, and his heart feels like it’s about to burst right out of him as though it’s a rocket surging into take-off. gripping the handle of his carry-on tightly, tom shoves the phone back in his pocket and looks around him with as much enthusiasm as a dog following the scent of a feast, eyes urgently searching for the right arrows to lead him out of baggage claim and to you.

mere minutes later, he’s finally outside, breath hitching in his throat when he spots the ever so familiar yellow nirvana shirt you can’t stop “borrowing.” grin widening under his black cotton mask, tom bites his bottom lip to temper it as he hurries towards you, but it only widens when you look up from your phone at the sound of his rapidly approaching footsteps and he notices the way your mask stretches across your cheeks the same way his does.

finally within arm’s reach, tom doesn’t even utter a word. his hands find your waist with oft practiced ease, and they bring you into his chest perfectly, your head nuzzling into the crook of his neck, skin visible under his tee, clicking into him like a puzzle piece. your facemask scratches his throat, but he couldn’t care less, not when he at last feels your palms again his back, when he smells faint hints of your shampoo, when he squeezes you in his arms and you squeeze him right back.

“missed you,” he whispers, fingers splayed over your back like it’s an anchor.

“missed you more, tommy.” you grin, happiness hiding in the fabric of his blue and white jumper. pulling apart ever so lightly, you look up at him, all the knots in your stomach unravelling at the sight of his pretty brown eyes. you raise a hand up to his hair, twirling a few strands around your finger. “and i missed these curls, too,” you coo, “why have you been depriving me of these babies with your cursed gel?”

snorting happily, tom scrunches his nose and leans his head into your hands. “why are you speaking like the villain dude from aladdin?”

“you forgot jaffar’s name,” you gasp, looking at him with teasing shock, “we need a rewatch stat. come on, let’s get out of here so i can educate you on a land from a faraway place where the caravan camels roam.”

both of you think your smiles couldn’t get any bigger under your masks, and you run your thumb along the crinkles beside his right eye, longing so clear in your own gaze that tom’s got half a mind of ripping the cloth off your face and kissing you right in the middle of heathrow.

“let’s go, i don’t know how i’m going to wait to kiss you for an entire half hour.” he grumbles, an immense weight lifting off his chest as he intertwines your fingers and sets off towards the exit, carry-on rolling behind him.

mumbling to him that he can still kiss you in the car and that he doesn’t have to wait until you’re actually at your house to do it, you snort as tom shoots you his classic annoyed look. he snips back that it’s not a proper welcome home kiss unless we’re home, y/n and pretends to pout for much of the car ride, his grimace melting into laughter when you decide to pout back but can’t help yourself from wiggling along to the radio in your seat.

once you’re finally unlocking the door and tom sets his luggage down, he turns towards you with a big grin, one you can actually see clearly without his mask acting as a shield. for a moment, you’re tempted to let go of your teasing streak and let him get his way, until you’re reminded—nah, being a little shit would be more fun for you. as your boyfriend advances towards you, honeyed eyes soft with the promise of an impending smooch and many cuddles, you give him your best exaggerated wink.

and then you sprint.

“what the fuck?” tom yells, watching you with bewilderment as you run up the stairs towards your bedroom. “i can’t believe i flew eight hours for this crazy woman,” he mutters to himself, though a spark of adrenaline lights up in his chest.

soon enough, his socked feet are sliding against the hardwood floor as he chases after you, only for his eyebrows to furrow when he hears the sound of water from the master bathroom. oh. oh.

you’ve left the door unlocked and the window hasn’t fogged yet, giving tom a clear view of you. a very wet you. a very wet and naked you giving him a teasing smile, beckoning him over with your index after months of being apart. he nearly trips over his pants multiple times as he undresses, your giggles at his clumsiness and enthusiasm heard over the shower, before he’s finally bare enough to join you.

“you could’ve just told me you wanted to shower, instead of making me chase you around the house.” tom can’t help but be jokingly curt as he steps under the hot water, instantly starting to soothe his muscles after seemingly endless travels.

your arms slither around his waist, bringing him closer until your chests are pressed together, and he sighs under your touch. with the water running down your face, you reach up, cradling his cheek in the palm of your hand. “but wasn’t it more fun to surprise you? it sure looked like it was exciting for you when you banged your head on the sink trying to get undressed.”

“oh, shut up and kiss me.” tom rolls his eyes, his own arms coming around you as you snort, leaning up to finally connect your mouths.

tom’s lips are chapped from the cold and because he always forgets to drink enough water, but it doesn’t matter, not when it’s your first time tasting them after such a strenuous deprivation. your fingers burrow in his wet curls as tom’s tongue licks along your bottom lip before it slips along your own, a gentle whimper resounding from both of you at the contact.

you break away after a long moment, eyes fluttering open to see your love’s are still closed, lashes brushing the freckled apples of his cheeks. “there,” you whisper, dropping a faint peck on the tip of his nose, “weclome home, tommy.”

this is so cute omg??? this made me smile so hard🥺

morgan the matchmaker (peter parker x reader)

warnings: fluff, little mentions of being drunk and high, persons mentioned are older, peter and reader are 21+, morgan is about around 8 here and is still figuring out how to text lolkndfj

a/n: haven't done a smau in a while and i felt like this was a cute idea

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