okay, so I’ve committed to remaking. for the next few days I’ll be focused on icons and graphics. i am keeping any active threads, unless my writing partner wants to drop it, and if it’s my turn to reply it’ll be on the new blog. for the most part I’m clearing out my inbox and only saving a few recent ones. I’ll be reblogging this post for the next couple days so please give it a like if you are genuinely interested in writing together. I’ll sneakily follow you from the new blog once I feel I’m comfortably set up.
#WRATHBIT . ` ( … ) 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 . i’m not meant to lie in a bed . i’m not meant to walk . 𝙄’𝙈 𝙈𝙀𝘼𝙉𝙏 𝙏𝙊 𝙎𝙊𝘼𝙍 . ` peter parker , spider - man . by wolvie .
i adore Everything about your peter but if i had to pick one thing, i seriously dig that you lean into peter's arachnid like tendencies and features. shit fuckin rules. sexy as hell. it's cool and it's weird and i love it.
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hello???????? THANK YOU ??? i took a bit of a step making my portrayal more . . . spider AND man because i feel like we were done dirty . plus i deserve it . kJSDLKSJDHLKSD. i love my weird little man .
okay, so I’ve committed to remaking. for the next few days I’ll be focused on icons and graphics. i am keeping any active threads, unless my writing partner wants to drop it, and if it’s my turn to reply it’ll be on the new blog. for the most part I’m clearing out my inbox and only saving a few recent ones. I’ll be reblogging this post for the next couple days so please give it a like if you are genuinely interested in writing together. I’ll sneakily follow you from the new blog once I feel I’m comfortably set up.
idk i just think that soulmate au where you can only see / can’t see the color of your soulmates eyes would be super cute and definitely hilarious since peter’s eyes are. gold.
𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 , the sting of salt in golden gaze . butterscotch turmoil , boiling sun , searing desire . a blaze in the inhuman glow , in the way teeth dig into red , raw , bruised lips & make them bleed . stifling his sounds is a losing game , one he doesn’t like to play . not when the stakes are low & it’s just these four walls & them , electric air & branding gropes . scarred fingers dig into his shaking thighs , push into tensed & quivering muscle , stroke like they mean to comfort when really the goal is to pull every bit of ferocious intoxication from peter’s brain . wade closes in until their bodies turn into one , his hips sliding slow & sure . like he knows the best way to make peter choke & maybe he does . 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴’𝚂 𝙽𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝙽 𝙰𝙽𝚈𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙼 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝙿𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙰𝙺𝙴𝚂 𝙰 𝙳𝙸𝙲𝙺 . it’s always gnashing teeth & wild eyes , nails carving furrows into skin & a smile belonging to a resident of hell . even now he wears it , his tongue already tired of repeating the same calls for wade to go faster , harder , deeper , FUCK ME BETTER , YOU BASTARD .
when he speaks , it’s like he has some measure of control . like he can’t feel his head clouding . legs bent & wade’s chest nearly touching his own . the same breath between them , same choked words . ❛ 𝙉𝙉𝙃𝙂 , 𝙔𝙊𝙐’𝙍𝙀 𝘽𝙀𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙊𝙊 𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙀𝙁𝙐𝙇 , i’m not gonna break so easily . ❜ his ears are filled with cotton & the sound of skin on skin . between his legs there’s an ache , his lower half growing numb in the best way with a steady , warming heat that crawls outwards , spreading to the rest of him . he doesn’t always feel safe when he’s crowded in like this , wade’s hulking frame poured over him , pressing him into the sheets . but tonight the feeling of enclosure is like a safety net . the ＳＭＡＣＫ , ＳＭＡＣＫ , ＳＭＡＣＫ of wade thrusting inside him spears through the haze & sends a shock from his toes to his head . a man used to the cold & chill begins to burn , mouth agape as he sighs & gasps & curses , spills dirty words & promises & threats .
` YOU’RE SO TIGHT . ` the words are spoken like a marvel , like a smug taunt , like a push against peter’s buttons . meant to stir him up , meant to make him scream . those thrusting hips shift & peter sees stars . ❛ oh , fuck wade , you shit ❜ but yes / yes / yes it feels good , lightning jabs of euphoria that he keeps chasing , rolls his own hips down to pull the sensation from their joined bodies again . too - strong fingers ruin the sheets , caress a scarred neck . legs bend & lock around wade’s hips , pulling , pulling , pulling . ❛ if you stop right now , i’ll kill you . ❜
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐆𝐎𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 , lodges in his throat . sticks there until he’s coughing . he must be bug - eyed , jaw slack as the fit ends & a high flush burns across a constellation of freckles . whatever attempt at being suave is lost after that , & he’s never been particularly good at the whole sex - magnet song ‘n dance . he’s just peter , & peter is really awkward . for a moment his hands flail , then settle , a finger pointed a himself . THANK GOD LOGAN HAS FUCKED OFF SOMEWHERE . there’s no way anyone would approach to flirt with that short psycho sat beside him . ❛ w - who , me ? wow , came out swingin’ . i like it . ❜ a grin , more bashful than intended , more too - sharp teeth than soft . yeah , the direct way is best . ❛ why don’t ya come a little closer & we’ll see if you get that chance , dude . ❜ 𝙶𝙾𝙾𝙳 𝙶𝙾𝙸𝙽’ 𝙿𝙴𝚃𝙴 , 𝚂𝙰𝚈𝙸𝙽𝙶 ‘ 𝙳𝚄𝙳𝙴 ’ 𝙸𝚂 𝙳𝙴𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙴𝙻𝚈 𝙰 𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽 𝙾𝙽 .
the thing about ships is I AM picky. if you want to try something out, i would absolutely love to hear from you — but there are some ships I either don’t vibe with or can’t stand. ships I prefer, ships I might be okay with at the start and then not connect with or vice versa. i don’t insta-ship. I like talking about the who, why, where, when and every detail in between. and honestly I joke about “oh ship with me” on the dash all the time, but that’s bc I’m comfortable ooc with quite a few mutuals and that will be integral to shipping in general. The more I know YOU, the more I’m open to a ship, unless it’s one I genuinely don’t enjoy.
