Nov 3, 2025
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stop ignoring me! (fem reader x sub! male character)
mentions of mommy kink (referring to reader, no smut); toxic reader?
notes: this is inspired from a scaramouche blurb around 2020-2021 (?) where he was being ignored and that really rewired my brain ever since lol. i think the author already deactivated so i can’t find it anymore. :(
“hey, i’ll be heading to the grocery store. is there anything you want?” he casually slid into your shared room leaning against the wall, all prepped up to go outside.
you two just had a minor argument earlier. it eventually ended since you two were exhausted in rebutting the other. needless to say, hurtful words were said.
there you were, draped against your bed. you don't say anything, though. he scrunches his nose at your silence but doesn't read into it.
“so… i’ll take that as a no, then?”
you still don't say anything. you didn't even move your head at his direction—you were just on top of your bed minding your own business, your eyes glued to your phone screen. or were you?
“okay..? i’ll go… i’ll see you later. bye, love you.” he made his voice a little bit louder in uttering the last phrase.
yet, still no reply.
okay, what the fuck was your problem? you probably were still mad from the argument earlier.
why weren't you saying anything to him? you weren't normally like this. maybe… you were just wearing earphones? but he didn't see them attached to your ear canals.
pissed off, he walked away without shutting the door and went to the grocery store as aforementioned.
hmm, he bought some snacks and softened up after walking through the aisles. i suppose, she just had a bad day, especially because of me, he thinks.
oh god, why did the argument even start in the first place? he feels dejected upon realizing that he hasn't verbally apologized. (not that you did, either.)
i feel so bad thinking so wrong of her, mmm, she doesn't deserve it! he frowned at the internal battle he was having, regretting how he could even think of being mad at you.
he was stuck at the produce section, since he was stuck in his mind thinking of you. maybe you'd like some fruit? you would love it. he smiles.
he's back at your home, carrying paper bags filled with the food that he just bought earlier. the door to your room was shut. weird.
he gently knocked at the door anyway.
“hi? i’m back… i brought some snacks! we can watch a movie and eat them. i even bought some fruit! haha, i can peel some oranges for you…” he rambled, as you haven't opened the door yet.
silence.
“..?” ten minutes have passed and you still haven't answered him. were you okay?
“baby? are you asleep?” right, that must be it.
he placed the paper bags down by the door and decided to ring your phone.
not even one second, and his screen flashed ‘call declined.’
ah? um.
oh. oh.
so you were awake… was he that horrible earlier? deep breaths, deep breaths, he reassures himself.
he began knocking again.
“b-baby?” he stuttered, trying to calm himself.
still no answer. what?
“mmm, baby, if this was about earlier… mm’sorry, okay? i shouldn't have said all those things… m’sorry i hurt you.”
still silence was met with his apology. his heart was pumping out of his chest—but your silence was louder than his heartbeat.
“baby? m’sorry. please let me in?” he breathed out shakily. why weren't you answering?
his desperation seeped through as he begins to insistently slam his fists against the door, over and over and over. still no response from you.
he couldn't take it anymore. his breathes developed into quiet sobs followed by the loud knocks.
“nnngh!” the tears trickling down his cheeks began to trail faster, making his cheeks heat up.
it's like the bile in his stomach rose up to his throat, pricking painfully. ugh, he was crying so pathetically now.
“b-baby! m’sowwi! don’ ignore me, puh-lease! luh— let’s watch a m-movie?”
oh no. oh no no no. were you… breaking up with him? was the argument earlier the final straw?
stupid, stupid, STUPID. he was so FUCKING stupid.
the dam breaks as his body sank down to the ground, blubbering endless apologies. his face was covered with dried tear stains while the fresh ones still trickle down. his snot was all over.
“hngghhh, h-hah! m’sowwi mommy, m’sowwi! don’ break up with me, p-please!” he swallows, and then continues. “please be mad at me! y-yell at me instead! punish me! i’ve b-been so bad! a b-bad boy! i can't t-take it! don’ leave me!”
he whimpers on the ground, his heart hurting from the thought of you leaving him for good. oh, you were so good to be true. he sobs harder.
“m-mommy… ngh…” he passes out from the overwhelming emotions eating at his heart.
well, little did he know, you were ignoring him on purpose. you thought it would teach him a lesson but you went too far. so cruel, weren't you?
he didn't make a sound anymore, rendering you worried. you got up from the bed and went to the entrance, finally opening the door.
there he was, all fast asleep on the ground. curled up, his face was a mess. he must be so exhausted. you cooed at your boyfriend.
“mmm, sorry baby, i went too far… but, you were so cute…” you whispered, kneeling down. you pet his hair gently, brushing your nails against his scalp.
he moaned a little at the sensation. he latched unto your waist unconsciously, surprising you. you two were now in an awkward position. his head was against your inner thigh, hugging your waist tightly.
“mnngh, m-mommy…” he whimpered in his sleep, nuzzling against you.
now that turned you on. after making him cry so much, you felt a little guilty in feeling a bit horny after he literally poured his heart out earlier.
“oh shhh, my baby. mommy's sorry for leaving you out here. shhh, let me make it all better.” you cooed at him.
you carried him to your bed, much to your dismay since he was heavy.
he felt a strange sensation when you placed him on the fluffy bed, which in turn jolted him awake. you also were shocked. he was usually a heavy sleeper.
“m-mommy?” he whispered groggily.
“hi, my angel. did you nap well?”
he quickly clung to you tightly, making you breathless. literally.
“d-don't leave me.” the waterworks were starting again.
before you could say anything, he sobbed heavily.
“m-mommy, m’sorry, m’sorry, i di’nt m-mean what i said e-earlier. the argument was stupid. i-i’m stupid. m’dumb. i can't handle you treating me like… like i don't exist. i’d rather die.”
you cooed at him again, rubbing his back comfortingly.
“shhh, i’m sorry as well. i’m sorry that i hurt my baby. mmm, my sweet, precious boy.” you look at him with tenderness, as if you weren't neglecting him purposely earlier.
so cruel. but he doesn't know that.
“mmm! n-no, s’all my fault. i was bad…”
“shhh, we're having none of that. let's watch a movie now, hm? you mentioned that there were snacks?”
he sniffed and smiled against your shoulder, humming in agreement.
“o-okay… love you.” he whispered wetly. you didn't say it earlier, after all.
“love you too, baby.” you smiled.
so cruel.
it's so funny how they think couples must be canon to be shipped. bro i'll ship two characters that have been in frame twice and don't even live in the same city. i'll ship characters from different franchises. my last ship was a character from a videogame and a little funny dude from a commercial. why don't you do things for fun and whimsy sometimes instead of being the flirty boat police for absolutely no reason?
Spideypool and biting hehe
(Also spidery Peter yay)
As some of you may know, spiders are weird when it comes to mating and, with some species the females kill the males (like the black widow and dark fishing spider) afterwards
Unbeknownst to Peter, he may have picked up some of these behaviours with the bite
Peter reacts to being bitten. He’s not scared or anything, but his body has decided that being bitten means he needs to go down. It’s a contradiction between the spider thinking biting means he needs to go pliant and the normal, human side knowing that being bitten isn’t that bad.
Peter and Wade had been getting close lately. Their relationship has developed from occasionally working together to intentionally working together to watching movies together on Wade’s sofa and sharing popcorn
They’re watching Star Wars (a new hope) sat next to each other with a large bowl full of popcorn balanced on the cushions between them
They had argued on patrol about what movie to watch later since it was a Friday evening and Peter had no job to get to in the morning. They had eventually agreed that Star Wars was satisfactory but then it was which Star Wars. That argument took a while. Eventually Peter suggested they just watch all of them. Luckily they both agreed on the correct order
Wade had changed out of his suit and into shorts and a t-shirt, Peter was wearing borrowed shorts and one of Wade’s knock off Spider-Man shirts that he’d definitely given him on purpose even though he denied it since his suit was too hot and gross for the summer evening
Both men had watched the film multiple times and were quoting entire scenes at each other, Peter even had a whole “did you know, in the original version-“ rant only for Wade to respond with a noncommittal “mhm, I’ve known that for ages”. Peter threw a piece of popcorn at his head
The movie continues and the both of them are thoroughly engrossed. Wade and Peter both try and pick the same piece at one point. Peter snatches it, Wade grabs his hand and tries to pry the popcorn out and Peter throws it across the room. If he can’t have it, now Wade can’t. Wade glares at him and Pater grins back smugly. As an attempt at a petty comeback, Wade bites Peter’s hand.
It's only for a moment, then Wade throws Peter's hand back to him and goes back to watching the film. Wade looks away from him, he looks annoyed, and Peter realises that he feels bad. He feels terrible. He wants to apologise and wants Wade to not be annoyed at him. He brings his knees up and hugs them to his chest, getting lost in spiralling thoughts, staring at the TV but not really paying attention.
It takes a little over a minute for Wade to notice that Peter isn't enjoying the movie anymore, even the trash-compacter scene isn't entertaining him, and he looks over quizzically. Peter continues staring ahead, he looks like he's dissociated.
"Hey Pete, you good?"
Peter shakes his head, but doesn't look at him.
Wade puts the bowl of popcorn on the floor and turns to sit facing Peter. "I'm not upset, man, it's all good"
Peter hugs himself tighter and nods. Wade pauses the film, "Pete, talk to me, what's wrong?"
Finally, Peter looks away from the screen, "I'm sorry"
"You don't-"
"I really don't want to make you feel bad"
Wade blinks. This is so odd coming from Peter. They're always fine messing with each other, they always piss each other off, but it's never that deep. However, something has clearly happened this time. Wade doesn't know what's wrong, but neither does Peter, supposedly. Only thing Wade is sure of is that Peter is the one who needs the comfort, not him. "D'you want a hug?"
Peter nods again and crawls over to Wade, making himself small to fit against Wade's chest so that he's almost fully enveloped when he wraps his arm around him. Wade feels the tension in Peter’s shoulders dissipate as he melts into him.
Peter has never been overly touchy, not like Wade is. It’s not that he doesn’t like touch, but Wade is normally the one to initiate. Wade rests his chin on the top of Peter’s head and presses play, they continue the film curled together.
By the time Obi-wan dies, Peter feels better. He sits back against the sofa, away from Wade, “I dunno what happened there”, he rubs the back of his neck in embarrassment, “sorry about that”
“It’s all good baby boy, we all need some tlc now and then, just try let me know if you’re gonna go all sad and pouty on me again”
“Yeah… I’ll do my best”
Peter turns back to the film, and so does Wade, he's still not paying attention, but this time for a different reason.
He genuinely doesn’t know what happened. He’s never felt like that before. He was so upset. All he wanted to do was make it up to Wade, he wanted to be good for Wade, he wanted Wade to tell him it’s was all ok. But why? Peter focuses, he had felt upset after Wade had pulled away, after he’d bitten his hand, but neither of them had done anything too different. Peter shakes his head, trying to physically get rid of the confusion and just focus on the movie. He could worry about whatever that was at a more convenient time.
Ok, I need to explain what's going on here. Basically, I've messed with the concept of subspace and subdrop to make it fit this spidery Peter headcanon. When Pete gets bitten, he enters subspace (only if he is comfortable, he allows his body to slip into it) and the concept comes from biting behaviour from spiders. Because he doesn't know what's going on, and neither does Wade here, he isn't brought down from his subspace slowly/gently and he experiences subdrop.
btw, subspace and subdrop are terms used most commonly in bdsm communities and in reference to sex or intimate activities, so while I am not writing that here, if you do look into it on your own, that it what you'll find :)
(subspace is also a maths term that I do not understand)
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writing prompts!
୨୧ hellloooo, my loves! i know i made a writing prompts post a while ago, but i wasn't liking it! so, instead of doing the normal think and just editing it. i deleted it entirely:) oops. but nooooow, i wanted to make another one! with more prompts! this way if you're interested in any other fandom, you can let me know what you'd like to read!! i would love to hear any of your ideas, but for now! these are the prompts i have!
"i'm not messing with you, we're locked in."
"we may or may not be out of gas."
"which way, asshole?"
"can i please just see him/her?"
"you're wet."
"yeah, fuck that."
"you're gross." "you love it."
"i hate you."
"tell me to stay."
"will you please just stay?"
"what's poking me?" "what do you think?"
"happy anniversary, my darling."
"you're so cheesy."
"you forgot. again."
"i should go." "maybe you should."
"we're... it's not like that."
"you can take it."
"if i win, you kiss me."
"my dad's gonna kill me..."
"i'm yours, okay? only yours."
"i'd kill for you."
"she/he doesn't mean anything to me."
"you're hurt."
"i like you, okay? i thought i made it obvious."
"it's three in the morning." "couldn't sleep."
"i love you." "i know."
I plan to add onto this eventually! but, please! don't be shy to ask for requests!! :))
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