#agent x reader

[xspider-womanx]

☆ title: overstepping

☆ summary: agent isnt one to bring his girlfriend around, especially because of how shy she can get. someone tend to get to comfortable with overstepping and disrespecting.

☆ warnings: language, protective agent, tension, soft fluff, calm crash out, degrading.

☆ word count: ~1.9

☆ authors note: just fulfilling requests :) lowkey i love a calm crash out moment. thank you meg! for the request <3

agent 00 x fem! reader

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violet was settled in the corner, her knee brushed agent’s thigh. his arm draped along the back cushion, fingertips grazing her shoulder now and then. duke lounged at the far end, kai leaned forward with his drink laughing at anything duke said, and chris sat in the chair angled toward them, half scrolling his phone, half catching their conversation.

kai had her laughing about something that happened last weekend, agent adding a dry twist that made her hide a smile behind her glass.

then a voice came from nowhere cutting through the laughter. “so this the violet you’ve been bragging about?” the guy said, leaning over the empty single seater. “could’ve sworn you had better taste.”

the words landed like a pebble dropped in still water, small but rippling. violet’s smile faded just enough for agent to notice.

agent didn’t look up right away. “what you mean by that?”

the guy shrugged, eyes dragging over violet before landing back on agent. “just sayin’, she’s not all that. figured you’d be with someone idk more your type.”

agent turned his head slow, eyes locking on the man like he was pinning him in place. “you know me?”

the man blinked. “what?”

“i asked if you know me,” agent repeated, calm as ever. “cause you’re talking reckless like we go way back.”

“bro, it’s just a joke-”

“nah,” agent cut in, voice still low and steady. “see, jokes land when everybody’s laughing. you the only one smiling right now. that means you’re not joking. you’re trying to play her in front of me. you deadass think I’m gonna let that slide because we’re in the same room.”

the guy shifted, glancing toward the kitchen. “you’re tripping gang”

agent leaned forward slightly, his tone dropping another degree colder. “look at me.” he tilted his head, not blinking. “you keep her name in your mouth, it’s only in respect. anything else? you swallow it before it comes out. cause the next time, I’m not gonna waste breath explaining that to you.”

the man’s smirk was gone. “mmcht yeah aight.” he stepped back, disappearing toward the kitchen.

agent brought his arm around her as the conversation picked back up, his hand resting warm against her arm. he laughed at something duke said, every so often she felt his thumb brushing slow circles into her sleeve.

violet nodded along, even smiled a few times, but her head wasn’t fully in it. she kept replaying the way the man had leaned over the couch, the tone in his voice when he said it, like he was making a point instead of just talking.

agent didn’t miss it. a few minutes later, while duke was still talking, agent leaned in. “come outside with me,” he said, just loud enough for her to hear.

he stood, taking her hand without giving her time to second-guess, leading her through the kitchen and out onto the balcony. the door slid shut behind them, muting the sound of the party until it was just the hum of traffic below and the faint smell of rain in the air.

agent leaned back against the railing and pulled her in, his arms resting loosely around her waist. “you keep making that face,” he said quietly, his eyes on hers.

she frowned slightly. “what face?”

“the one you make when you’re thinking about a million things at once.” he said, his tone even but gentle.

she exhaled slowly. “i’m fine. it’s just, idk, it was unnecessary.”

“it was,” he agreed without hesitation. “and that’s why I handled it. you know i fuck with you heavy and you’re the most beautiful woman i have ever laid my eyes on.”

her lips curved just slightly, her eyes softening. “i know my love but you didn’t have to-”

“yeah, I did,” he interrupted quickly, but there was no edge in his voice now. “you really think ima let anybody think they can talk to you like that.“

she let herself lean in a little, her hands resting lightly at his sides. “thank you, i’ve never had someone go out of their way like that for me.”

the quiet settled, but it wasn’t heavy. his arms tightened slightly, the city lights reflecting off the glass behind them, and she let herself stay there, warm against him while everything and everyone stayed behind the door.

[whorxology]

I got a request for Peter Sutherland

You know how he barely gets any sleep because of his job? Well, the reader is determined to make sure he finally gets some proper rest.

And he ends up falling asleep on her like a baby.

A/N: LOVE THISSS REQUEST!!! Sorry it took a minute to do I got swamped with some essay's HERE IT IS THO I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ Sleep Tight ❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

PAIRING: Peter Sutherland x Reader

WARNINGS: Established Relationship, not proof read

W.C: 0.7K

A/N: Honestly, I'm not too happy with the word count, but I ran out of ideas. Slowly coming out of my writing hiatus so hopefully yall like this. ALSO PETER DESERVES MORE RECOGNITION!! THE PETER SUTHERLAND X READER TAG BEING SO BARE SHOULD BE ILLEGAL!!

“Peter, that you?” your voice rang out from the shared bedroom. The apartment was nearly pitch black besides the dim light that shone from the cracked bedroom door. 

“Yea its me” 

You crawled out of bed putting on your robe before heading into the living room. Like clockwork Peter began his “nightly” routine even though I was nearly 8 am. You knew he would be up for another 2 hours doing work only to be up at 7 for work again. A never ending cycle. Glancing at Peter you felt his exhaustion. 

You could see it in the way his feet dragged across the floor, the bags under his eyes seeming to be worse these past few days, his tie that was barely tied anymore hanging loosely around his neck as if he had intended to take it off a while ago. His jacket was off and now hung on the hook by the door revealing his very wrinkled shit that was partially untucked. His movements were robotic, moving more from habit than actual thought. Drop his bag. Head toward the table where his laptop sat waiting, an ever-present reminder that his job never really ended even when he was off the clock. Do more work till he passed out from exhaustion on the table. Then go to work again.

Except tonight.

You came up behind him, hands resting on his shoulders gently digging into the meat of his back. With a groan he leaned his head back resting it on your chest. 

“Long day at work?” You asked your voice soft. Between your voice and your hands massaging his shoulders he could pass out any minute. 

“When is it not” He groaned before lifting his head, gently grabbing your hand off his shoulder to kiss your knuckles. He reached to open his laptop to continue his work when your hand reached out, fingers curling around his wrist gently, but firm enough that he knew this was non-negotiable.

"Not tonight."

He blinked, slow, like his brain needed a second to catch up. "I just need to—"

"To what? Work more? Stay up until you pass out again?" You shot a pointed look his way. You both knew you were right. Your hand still on his wrist gently tugged him up out of his seat towards the sofa. "Peter, you’re running yourself into the ground."

He let out a dry laugh. "I'm fine."

You gave him yet another look that screamed “bullshit”

You sit on the sofa dragging his large stature down with you. Gently you push his head onto your lap, your fingers threading through his hair, nails scratching lightly against his scalp. Immediately you felt his shoulders loosen, the tension bleeding out of them like air escaping a balloon. His eyes fluttered shut against his will, and his head tilted into the touch, chasing after it as if it was the only thing tethering him to reality.

A quiet hum slipped from his throat before he could stop it.

"See?" You let out a soft chuckle. One of your hands gently trailing down his back to gently massage his shoulder. "Feels nice, doesn’t it?"

Peter let out a sound, a mix between agreement and surrender. He didn’t want to admit how good it felt. How much he needed this. How much he had been running on empty, barely keeping himself together, until now. He shifted slightly bringing his arms to wrap around you, his head pressing onto your chest. The steady thump, thump, thump of your heartbeat matching his own. His exhaustion hit him like a wave, maybe it was your warmth, or the way your fingers gently moved through his hair and on his back tracing patterns, or maybe it really was just the exhaustion catching up to him. 

You could feel his breaths even out exhaling long and slow, his body going boneless sinking further into your touch, your presence, your silent reassurance that at least for tonight he didn’t have to keep himself upright. The world blurred at the edges, thoughts dissolving into a haze of warmth and comfort. 

Gently you reached up to grab the blanket resting on the back of the sofa, draping over the two of you. Pressing a kiss onto the top of his head you whispered. Your voice reached through the haze to anchor him in the only place that mattered. 

"Sleep, Peter. I've got you."

And for the first time in longer than he could remember, he let himself believe it.

And he slept.

[serenesxturn]

──★ CRYBABY PROM QUEEN ﹙AGENT00 ﹚

— ୨୧₊˚ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄. ──★ 𝗰𝘄 : 𝗱𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 ⛦ 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 ⛦ 𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 (𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝗹) ⛦ 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗰𝗵𝘂𝗯𝗯𝘆!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 ⛦ 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 ⛦ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁 ⛦ 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝘅𝗶𝗲𝘁𝘆 ⛦ 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻. ──★ 𝗮/𝗻 : 𝗜'𝗺 𝗦𝗶𝗧𝘁𝗜𝗻𝗚 𝗵𝗘𝗿𝗘 , 𝗰𝗥𝘆𝗜𝗻𝗚 𝗶𝗡 𝗺𝗬 𝗽𝗥𝗼𝗠 𝗱𝗥𝗲𝗦𝘀 😭😭｡ ( 𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗺 😝｡) ──★ 𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁 @huraxy-dividers & @dollywons

"alright~! are you ready , (y/n)? it's gonna be first prom!" emily squealed in excitement while driving to the boutique , you and emily streamers both gaining popularity when you attended kai's "streamers university" and met some of the amp members. especially agent!

"can you imagine all the dresses were gonna try on!? we're gonna look so beautiful!" emily continued to yap while you fell into a deep thought.

this body? this fat , pudgy , thick body? into a dress? no , it can't be. you wouldn't look like those girl's you see on tiktok , pinterest or instagram , let alone you'll be surrounded with people you barely know (except for agent , emily and cinna).

"emily... did you think they're gonna have dresses that fit me? because of you know..." you said embarrassed.

"pshh! there's plenty of dresses that will fit your body type and if they don't , i'll kick their ass!" emily said in a dark tone but she was clearly joking.

you and her shared a laugh before turning into the parking lot where agent and his cameraman was standing waiting for y'all "hi agent!" emily said while parking and jumping out of the car , you followed behind her and hesitantly introduced yourself to agent "h-h-hey agent..." you stuttered.

"there you both are! took you long enough." agent joked.

"we may got a little sidetracked..." emily sheepishly said.

"in her words , we almost got lost... twice" you said scolding her.

agent let out a laugh and so did his cameraman which made you blush slightly. "chat! today we're gonna do dress shopping for the streamer prom which , we gotta look fire!" agent said walking into the boutique with the girl's following behind him.

the trio stopped in awe at the rows and colors of dresses and suits lined up for them to try on. "is this what those girl's felt like in those 2000's disney's movies?" emily said with her eye's filled with glee.

"i think so!" you responded with huge smile.

an female employee walked towards them with a pleasant smile "hello! are you here for trying out dresses?"

"yeah. yeah we are." agent agreed.

"perfect! then i'll leave you be! just ask me if you need something. oh! and the dresses for larger sizes are on your left!" the worker said walking away.

agent turned to emily and (y/n) "ladies first?" he said.

"i'll go first! i'll go first!" emily said running off excitedly.

"emily–! she's gone.." you laughed as emily picked out different dresses.

"so , how do you feel about prom?" agent asked you sitting down.

"uhhh , i'm actually really nervous about this. i never tried on dresses before like this before. besides , i don't know if i'll even look good–"

"i think you'll look beautiful." agent quickly cut off your sentence "you just have to step out of your comfort zone." agent reassured you.

your eyes slightly widen at agents comfort towards you. even the cameraman and chat were surprised.

❛❛ not him tryna to rizz her up 🤣🤣🤣 ❜❜

❛❛ didn't yall just meet each other?? 😭😭❜❜

agent chuckled as his chat was teasing him "chat , y'all know what i mean! just don't worry about it , (y/n). i'll be there with you."

your mind was scrambling trying to figure out what to say next to agent then emily approached with a huge grin , holding multiple dresses "i found some dresses!" she smiles , hopping up and down in excitement.

"wanna try them on?" you said getting up.

emily quickly grabbed your arm and went into the small dressing room , she took off her clothing with a mischievous smile "sooooooo... you and agent , huh?" she said alluding to the conversation you had with agent.

"what about him?" you asked nervously.

"i think... he likes you..." emily whispered.

"what? no way! we just met a while ago!" you quickly gave an excuse.

"i was watching you and him talk to each and he had this look in his eyes that screamed marry me!" emily explained.

"first off , that's creepy. second off , i think he's a very intimate person!" you defended.

"oh , he'll be intimate soon..." emily said in perverted tone.

you threw a dress at her face , clearly embarrassed "just put on the damn dress!" you said leaving the dressing room.

you took a deep breath and saw agent talking to chat and cameraman , emily is obviously crazy right? there's no way agent could agent like you. and if he did , why would he pick you out of all the girls in the world? dosen't matter , you have bigger things to worry about.

"i'm ready~!" emily squealed from behind the curtain.

"come on out!" you happy announced , agent stood up and walked up behind you to see emily's dress.

emily came out with a blue , low-hanging sleeves dress ,that fell to the floor with a leg slit and did a little twirl. "so? how are we feeling the dress?" she asked.

"the blue is amazing but... that red dress though..." you pointed at the red dress hanged up.

emily eyes glimmered "ooooh! i had a feeling you would like that dress! okay! okay! i'll try it on!" she said quickly retreated back to the dressing room.

you and agent let out a small chuckle at emily's silliness. agent turned to you and gave out a dreamy sign "are you... gonna pick out your dress?" he asked.

you snapped back to reality "oh! yeah , but i gotta see emily in this dress!" you said motivated.

agent smiled again at you slightly opening up towards him , and his chat was obviously going crazy with your and agents small interactions.

❛❛ y'all saw that smile? he likes her and he knows it!! 😭😭😭❜❜

❛❛ sorry emily × agent 😔😔 y'all gotta move over 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 theres a new ship in town ❜❜

❛❛ jus let me know when the wedding is bro 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾😭😭 ❜❜

"y'all gotta chill..." agent said slightly embarrassed

"hmm? what's the chat talking about?" you said confused.

"nothing... nothing..." he said rubbing his nape, embarrassed but clearly hiding something.

emily stepped out once again in a red dress with thin straps and exposed laced, backside and a leg slit. "this one?" emily asked for approval.

you gasped and ran up to hug her in happiness. "yes! this is the dress! what do you think , agent?" you asked agent with glowing eye's.

"perfect! you guy's like it , get it!" agent said grinning.

"yayyy! (y/n)~! it's your turn!" emily said holding (y/n)'s shoulder "and you are gonna look amazing!" emily giving you motivation.

"okay... i'll do it! see ya!" you said running off to find your dress.

emily let out fake sniff "they grow up so fast..." she said joked.

agent laughed at emily's and (y/n)'s silliness before looking at emily's who had mischievous smile "when's the wedding?" she asked quickly.

"i'm sorry?" agent said nervously.

"oh nothing , just watching the future bride and groom." emily gave a huge grin.

"what!?" agent said surprised.

"who's wedding , we talking about?" a voice made both agent and emily turn around to see cinna and her cameraman following her.

"cinnaaa! agent has hidden feelings for (y/n) and he won't admit it!" emily explained.

"i knew it! have you seen (y/n)? that girl is hot! if you know what i mean." cinna said.

"sounds like y'all have a crush on her." agent said.

you came back holding one dress in her hesitantly.

"thats it? one dress? you didn't see anything else?" cinna asked (y/n).

"yup! this is the one! i'm placing my faith in this one." you said heading towards the dressing room.

once in the area you hung up the dress and began to take off your clothes and soon after anxiety began to crept around you. "what are you doing? that dress? with your body? what a joke! might as well put it back!" you shook your head and took a sigh of relief , you continued to fix yourself into your outfit and stepped outside of the room. "s‐so? do we like it?" you muttered nervously.

you had on a layered , black , bodycon , dress with a high leg slit and off the shoulder sleeves with flowing cape appearance.

"oh my god... you look beautiful!!" emily squealed hugging you tightly.

"holy shit , your faith told you right!" cinna said examining you.

"dude, you gotta admit she looks amazing in that dress– agent?" his cameraman peeked over at agent who was lost in thought , then noticed who he had his eyes on.

agent's chat went crazy at how dazed and in love he was. agent couldn't believe what was in front of him , (y/n) definitely stepped out of her comfort zone like he said. she looked so much prettier and glowing then she was a few minutes ago.

❛❛ snap out of it broski 😭😭🙏🏾🙏🏾 ❜❜

❛❛ oh hes in LOVE 🤣🤣🤣 ❜❜

❛❛ gyat! 👀👀👀 ❜❜

"hellooo! earth to agent!" cinna said waving her hands in agents face which seemed to work. "what do you think? we've been asking you." cinna laughed.

"what? oh! you look... beautiful , how much is the dress?" he asked approaching you and the girls.

"save your money , its the least i could do." agent patting your head.

"uhhh– th-th-thanks!" you said nervously.

agent walked off and continued to talk to chat and cameraman , the girls looked at each with side eyes and small grins.

"so , just asking now. what would y'all's ship name be?" emily sheepishly asked.

"shut up..." you gritted.

eventually you all parted ways and began to prepare for the upcoming prom. once the day came around, emily and cinna waited for you outside your house.

"do you think she got nervous? she's been kinda self conscious about her outfit." emily said worriedly.

"she better not! or i'll tell agent what you told us about him in the group chat–!" cinna yelled to grab your attention.

"don't you dare!" you said slamming your front door and speedily walking towards cinna and emily.

"(y/n)?! who are you?" emily said examining your outfit for today in awe.

"i'm taking so many pictures of you today because you look too fine~!" cinna said entering her vehicle.

the three of you drove to the venue where you saw agent waiting on the curb for y'all. cinna parked up and exited the car and headed towards agent "all white? are you asking for ketchup to ruin you?" cinna said sarcastically.

"haha." agent also sarcastically laughed. "where (y/n)?" he asked.

"whoa! sorry for cockblocking your girlfriend." emily and cinna, said entering the venue.

"she's not my–" agent was suddenly face to face with (y/n) who played with her hair nervously "hey... agent , nice suit." you laughed thinking about cinna's joke.

"don't laugh at her jokes!" agent said embarrassed entering the venue.

you hesitantly entered the event and suddenly got hit with a wave of anxiety and slowly becoming overwhelmed. agent , cinna and emily were off doing their own things leaving you behind , an elephant in the room.

you wandered aimlessly making slight conversations with other creators and stress eating which evolved into drinking. lots of drinking.

you became tipsy to wash away the social anxiety but you couldn't handle it anymore and ended up in the bathroom of the venue slightly crying at your appearance and shaming yourself.

your missing presence was noticeable between agent , emily and cinna. they asked around the event for you getting slightly worried.

"where could she be?" cinna said frustrated.

"maybe she left?" emily suggested.

"no , she's not like that. she would of said something..." cinna said confused.

agent watched as people exited the bathroom and quickly stood up and heading towards the bathroom, he peeked inside and heard soft sobbing in a stall "(y/n)?" he spoke up.

you stopped sobbing and quickly fixed yourself and peep out of the bathroom stall "agent? what are you doing?" you asked him.

"looking for you. are you alright?" agent said worriedly.

you looked away ashamed , agent caressed your face , wiping away your tears "if this is about how you look. you look beautiful , your body is amazing..." agents hand began to caress and trail around waist and stomach, you shivered at his touch "i don't care what anyone say , you are so beautiful, and these feelings that i have for you are so true..." he admitted.

agent had pinned you up against the bathroom wall , he pulled your face closer to his as your lips combined in a slow kiss. "i really , really , like you (y/n)... and i feel stupid for not bringing it up later but you were having such a great time." agent sheepishly laughed and so did you.

"what now?" (y/n) asked agent.

"well... let's have fun together." agent said grabbing your hand giving it a kiss.

[aradassbadass]

obey | agent00

in which you do exactly as agent asks.

when agent first said the word it took you by surprise.

“im sorry?” you said prompting the man in front of you to repeat himself.

“i said kneel.”

yeah you heard him correctly. you weren’t as taken aback as one may think, everyone new agent had quite the ego and loved feeling like he was the one who was ultimately in control and especially over you.

wordlessly you fell to you knees in front of the lightskinned man, his frame towering over yours as you peered up at him through your lashes.

“so beautiful.” he mumbles extending hand out to caress your face, large hands cupping your cheek.

“its almost like you were meant to be like this. for me.” he smiles his free hand going into his boxers and pulling himself out.

you couldnt help but gasp at his bluntness and your cheeks turn a dark red as your eyes avert away from him as he lazily strokes his length. his hand however squeezes your cheeks a little more firmly and you force yourself to stare back at him.

wordlessly you open you mouth sticking out your tongue and running it down the length of it, contentment filling you as you see his eyes squeeze shut above you. you take this as the green light you needed to wrap your lips around it and go down. you are forces to halt as his tip touches the back of your throat and you gag slightly.

you begin to slowly bob your head, falling into a comfortable rhythm as low moans fall from his lips. you peer up at him only to find his eyes fixated on you and you blush eyes adverting away from his.

his hand grips the back of your head and he begins to thrust himself into your mouth. you gag as he continuously assaults your throat, but it is all worth the while when you hear his grunts turn into whines and stroke become sporadic.

“f-fuck.” he groans as the bitter liquid streams down your throat. you are finally given some release as he strokes cease, his hand however is still on the back of your neck and he rubs it softly.

“youre a good girl you know that?” he asks voice sweet.

“and you know what good girls get,” he smirks leaning forward and other hand going down pulling you up into his lap.

“rewarded.” he whispers devilishly.

gotta show my man agent some loveee

[chososdommommy]

Made a new blog just upload my fics that I wrote months ago🥹🥹.

@archivesofcandy <- og account

[xspider-womanx]

✦ title: you said my name

✦ summary: kalisi and agent had been lowkey for a while. nobody really knew except very few. one night during a chill collab stream with wendy, things spiral when agent accidentally name-drops her on live.

✦ authors note: i love my little cutesie agent :( i love making these.. dare i even say a little more than wattpad

✦ word count: ~1.9k

agent fluff, soft launch, idk lol just a cute little love story.

agent 00 x fem!reader

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the room was warm with light pink led lights tucked around the edges of kalisi’s room, creating a aesthetic look her followers knew too well. she was cross-legged in her chair, valentina settled quietly on her lap with a juice box in hand, her small head resting against kalisi’s chest. the mic was angled low, catching every breathy giggle and whispers

wendy was on the edge of the second chair, one leg folded underneath her, her bonnet was slipping off a little but she didn’t fix it.

they were on live together, co-streaming for the night as a part of their 3 day streamathon ft. valentina. the screen was split between their cams, chat flying on both ends.

“yo why are they yelling in your chat?” wendy asked, blinking at kalisi’s monitor. “why are they saying to go to agent’s stream?”

kalisi tilted her head, fingers lightly brushing valentina’s curls out of her face. “girl i don’t even know, hold on—”

“NOOOO HE SAID YOUR NAME”

“he was talking about y’all in the car”

“KALISI GO LOOK RN”

“he’s panickingggg 😭”

“oh my god,” kalisi whispered, scrolling up.

“wait wait wait,” wendy said, eyes wide as she reached for her phone. “don’t do nothing yet. i’m pulling it up. chat what time did it happen?”

she looked up at the monitor watching her chat fly by.

“like 2 mins ago”

“he was in the middle of telling a story 😭”

“he slipped so bad”

“we heard the whole thing omg”

kalisi adjusted valentina on her lap. “chat, if he didn’t say my name y’all owe me five subs each,” she said, trying to sound unbothered but already feeling her chest tighten.

“oh my god, i got it,” wendy said suddenly, sitting upright. “no listen. listen.”

she angled her phone and played the clip back. agent’s voice was calm, that low, casual tone he used when he wasn’t really thinking about the fact that he was live.

“it was one of those nights. we pulled up to this food spot, she never been there before. she was acting like she hated it, but she finished her whole plate first.”

kalisi bit the inside of her cheek. wendy didn’t say anything, just slowly turned the phone to her with a smug expression.

“she’s cool though. she’s not like most streamers. she don’t be trying too hard. she be quiet at first, but then she laughs too hard when she thinks you’re not looking.”

kalisi blinked, eyes still on the screen. now her fanbase was clowning agent.

“YOOOOOOO”

“nah he’s soft for her i’m sorry”

“pls call him right now”

“kalisi be doing this thing where—” he paused mid sentence not knowing what to do. “mmcht chat, my fault the wifi a little glitchy today.”

the clip stopped. “no way,” kalisi whispered.

wendy covered her mouth and started laughing. “bitch, im screaming. he’s down bad, no?” she said through her hands. “he folded right in front of all of twitch.”

kalisi pushed her glasses up, trying to act normal even though her whole chat had exploded.

“HE SAID IT”

“KALISI YOU NEED TO RESPOND”

“FACETIME HIM RN I’M BEGGING”

“THIS IS HISTORY”

kalisi adjusted her mic and stared straight into the camera. “chat y’all be doing too much. it was probably an accident. he says things all the time.”

wendy gave her the biggest side eye. “girl, he don’t be say your name on accident.”

“i hate it here,” kalisi mumbled, dragging her sleeve over her mouth like it would wipe the blush off.

wendy leaned into her mic. “okay chat. should she call him? yes or no.”

“YESSSSSS”

“CALL THAT MAN”

“he’s probably hiding rn”

“he pacing in the backyard like it’s a music video”

kalisi reached for her phone, swiping through her notifications. of course there was a text from him.

“baby that wasn’t on purpose i swear.”

she held the phone in both hands and stared at his name on the screen.

wendy turned to her and whispered like they weren’t still live. “dont over think it, you know he’s gonna pick up.”

“i don’t even look cute right now.”

“ok?.. like you weren’t looking crazy at streamers u. you look fine. stop tryna act brand new.”

kalisi took a breath and hit facetime. she turned back to her stream, voice soft.

“chat, if he declines, im giving away my lung.”

agent was still sitting in his chair, staring blankly at his monitor like if it had snitched and said her name and not him. the room around him was dim, the blue lights behind his desk casting a glow that made the embarrassment on his face a little harder to see on camera.

chat hadn’t let up since the slip. it had been at least four minutes and they were still spiraling.

“U SAID HER NAMEEEE”

“bro is cooked”

“she gonna block u i fear”

“this the best thing you’ve ever streamed no lie”

he hadn’t even tried to deny it again. it was too late for that. he could feel his chest fill with anxiety. he hadn’t even meant to say her name out loud. it just slipped.

he leaned back and dragged a hand over his face, pulling his durag down slightly. “chat,” he said, voice low, like maybe if he whispered it’d go away, “do you think she saw it yet?”

he knew dam well she must’ve. her fanbase was lowkey tapped.

“SHE’S LIVE RIGHT NOW”

“they pulled up the clip”

“wendy’s with her she knows she knows she knows”

“you’re done. it’s over. love reveal”

his phone buzzed, and he felt his whole body run cold. he looked down seeing their picture lit up the screen.

facetime: incoming.

his mouth twitched slightly, but he didn’t move. “nah… nah you gotta be kidding me.”

chat went feral again.

“ANSWER THE PHONE.”

“PICK UP RN.”

“DO NOT DECLINE.”

he let it ring once more, picking up up on the 3rd ring. he was so anxious he didn’t stop to think she was watching his live. the camera showcased his face and letting out a slow breath.

“yo,” he said, his voice coming through smooth but hesitant, like he was still trying to figure out what the vibe was right now.

her lips were pressed into a smile she was clearly fighting. wendy was leaning in, trying not to laugh into her mic, just out of frame.

“you’re so dumb,” kalisi said softly, the same way someone says it when they don’t actually mean it. her voice wasn’t mad. it was amused and kind of warm.

he scratched the back of his neck. “i didn’t mean to say your name. it just… came out.”

she looked directly at him, raising her brows slightly. “mhm.”

“i was just talking,” he said, letting out a small laugh. “wasn’t even thinking. it’s your fault though, for laughing like that.”

“don’t blame me,” she said quickly, smiling now for real.

“chat been dragging me since i said it,” he mumbled, turning his phone slightly to show his monitor. “i tried to recover and everything. said my wifi was glitching.”

“wifi glitching while ina mansion is crazy,” wendy said from the background, finally letting out a laugh.

“you really sat there on live and told a whole story about us in the car.”

he shrugged, trying to act like he wasn’t dying inside. “i mean… it was a nice night. you was smiling all cute. couldn’t not talk about it.”

“boy,” she whispered under her breath.

he watched her for a second. even through the low-res camera, she looked the same she did during their own sleepovers. that sleepy, late night glow, hoodie falling off one shoulder, her curly hair tied up but still falling in her face.

“you mad?” he asked, quieter now.

“no,” she said.

“they so soft omg”

“he loves her”

“we’re witnessing history rn”

the clip stopped. “no way,” kalisi whispered.

wendy covered her mouth and started laughing. “bitch, im screaming. he’s down bad, no?” she said through her hands. “he folded right in front of all of twitch.”

kalisi pushed her glasses up, trying to act normal even though her whole chat had explode

“they so soft omg”

“he loves her”

“we’re witnessing history rn”

“this is y’all’s soft launch huh”

kalisi looked at him for a long second before shrugging. “you already exposed us. might as well just come clean.”

agent watched her for a second, that calm way she moved when the baby shifted in her arms. her voice softened instantly, her hand gentle as she fixed the little hoodie valentina wore.

“so what now?” he asked, adjusting his phone.

kalisi looked at him for a long second before shrugging. “you already exposed us. might as well just come clean.”

wendy clapped from behind her. “soft launch era is over. we’re public now.”

“we were never in soft launch,” agent muttered.

“yea because you had her hidden like a finsta,” wendy said, shaking her head.

valentina stirred on kalisi’s lap and her attention shifted, hands automatically adjusting her so she wouldn’t slip. agent watched her for a second, that calm way she moved when the baby shifted in her arms. her voice softened instantly, her hand gentle as she fixed the little hoodie valentina wore.

[xspider-womanx]

☆ midnight laughter

☆ summary: a silly movie scene leaves valerie laughing until it breaks into tears. when her fears spill out about not being enough, agent reminds her she doesn’t have to be tough around him.

☆ warnings: pregnancy, crying, comfort, soft fluff, healthy relationships

☆ authors note: my stories have been lowkey blowing up & im crying & throwing up. thank you all sm for liking my little stories. i wrote a cute little one shot for agent cause my god during his stream w emily… i wanted to eat that man up 😫 other stories will be coming soon! its going to be some of the most nastiest, toxic stories. xoxo x.spiderwoman.x

agent 00 x blk fem! reader

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the tv was humming in the background, the lights stretched across the walls, soft and flickering, catching the edge of the blanket that was pulled over them. atlanta outside had slowed, the usual shouts and cars replaced by low hum of traffic in the distance. inside, the air smelled faintly of popcorn from earlier, and the couch sagged comfortably under the weight of two bodies that had made it theirs.

valerie was curled in the corner, her legs tucked beneath her, one hand resting over the bump of her belly. the movie had been playing for a while, her attention drifting here and there.

until a badly delivered line spilled out on screen, she laughed. it was a high pitched sound, then another, until the giggles tumbled over each other. she tried covering her mouth, shoulders shaking under the blanket.

agent turned his head. “why are you laughing so hard?” he was confused, the scene wasn’t funny, if anything it was stupid.

her laughter kept spilling out of her, but her laughter soon got caught in her throat and cracked into a sob.

agent shifted forward, reaching for her knee. “val, baby what’s happening?” he asked, she tried to speak but her mouth only allowed mumbles rather than words.

“you don’t gotta speak, just nod. are you okay?” she nodded yes. “is it the baby?” she shook her head quickly,

“no, its not that. i swear, it’s not the baby.” she hiccupped, laughter tangled with sobs. “i don’t know why i’m crying.”

his chest loosened with relief but his concern stayed sharp. he slid closer, cupping her face gently, thumb brushing over wet lips. “so if it’s not the baby, it’s you,” he murmured, his voice softer now. “baby, tell me what’s going on.”

her eyes brimmed as she tried to explain. “i feel like i’m not enough.” valerie looked at her hands playing with her outgrown nails. “im not good enough for you, not for our child. i’m so tired all the time, i snap at nothing, i don’t even feel like myself anymore.

“like what if i fail? what if i’m not the mother this baby needs? what if you wake up one day and realize you could’ve had better and settled for me because we’re going to have a child together.” her voice cracked over the heavy breathing, and fresh tears slid down her cheeks.

“look at me,” agent had his hand steady against her skin, he made sure she stared into his eyes. “i don’t care if you’re tired, or moody, or if you don’t feel like yourself. you’re still you. my girl. the woman i love. the mother of my child. and the woman i want to give the future too. that is everything to me.”

she shook her head, crying harder. “but i feel like i’m failing you.”

he eased her hands away from her face, bringing them to rest against his chest. “you’re not failing me. you’re carrying our baby, val. you’re a goddess. i should be kissing the ground you walk on. you’re literally growing them out of nothing. i couldn’t even begin to comprehend the changes you’re going through and when the hard nights come, we’ll face them together. you’ll never EVER be in this alone.”

her sobs softened into hiccups, her chest shaking as she leaned into him. he pulled her fully into his arms, tucking her under his chin, holding her tight like he could keep the world from touching her.

“you don’t have to be tough with me,” he whispered against her hair, pressing a kiss there. “not here. let me be that for you baby.”

her fingers clutched at his hoodie, and her voice came out small, muffled. “you really mean that?”

“always,” he said. his hand slid down, covering hers where it still rested over her belly. his thumb traced slow circles across the swell. “you and this baby are my everything. i wouldn’t trade this for anything. i wouldn’t trade you for anything.”

she let out a shaky laugh, watery but real. “you’re too good to me.” her tears slowed, her breathing falling into rhythm with his. the weight in her chest loosened as she melted against him, her hand tightening over his.

[serenesxturn]

──★ BIRTHDAY SEX. ﹙AGENT00 ﹚

— ୨୧₊˚ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄. ──★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.... ──★ 𝐜𝐰 : 𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐮, 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 × 𝐝𝐨𝐦!𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲!𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝟏𝟖+, 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐣𝐨𝐛, 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 .

"happy birthday agent~" you said with a strawberry cake in hand, facing agent who was visibly turned on but hiding it.

"a–a–are you wearing anything underneath that apron?" his voice was slightly cracking.

"oh? this dirty thing?" you said as you undid the knot of the apronand letting it fall to the ground.

agent gasped and covered his eyes, a deep blush came across his face. "oh..." he peeked through his fingers and saw that you were clothed.

"what is up with you? today is your birthday isn't it–?" you glanced down at his sweatpants and saw it...

twitching and very erect. (and some pre-cum!) and a small idea entered your head.

"you wanna have your cake now or later?" you asked him, setting the down the cake.

"n–n–now please." he said nervously.

you walked over the counter and thought this would be the perfect time to tease agent.

you bent over slightly, letting your pudgy stomach and breast hang of your clothes but the best part was your ass. you slowly swayed your butt while "searching" for a knife while agent watched in the back, basically shaking of how much you were teasing him.

"found it!" you said holding the cake cutter. you walked over and began to cut agent a slice "i've worked so hard on this for you baby. i really hope you enjoy this." you slid a slice of cake on a plate towards agent.

he began to stuff his mouth with cake and started to get frosting all over his face which now is turning you on. "agent! slow down." you grabbed a napkin and headed towards him.

you lifted his face and he gave you those eye's. those. god damn. eye's.

"agent..." you muttered "...are you in heat?"

"p-p-please?" he whined softly.

you fixed yourself on top his raging erection. "i asked you a question." you said slightly lowering your voice.

"yes..." he said embarrassed "please...help me..." agent whimpered.

"wait for me in your bed, okay?" you kissed him on the forehead and watched as he scurried to his bedroom.

you sat there confused what to do, you've done basically everything to this boy. what else could you do?

you began to clean up the kitchen until you saw the piping bag with frosting, instinctively you almost threw it out, but why put it to waste?

after a few minutes you walked into agent, laid out on the bed with the piping bag in hand. "you good, baby?" you asked him.

he nodded his head quickly. you got on your knees in front of his sweatpants "this might be slightly warm but i wanna try something with you, agent." you said sliding down his his sweatpants, his dick popped out slightly twitching.

"wh-what are you going to do–" agent let out a small moan as he felt warm liquid trail across his shaft and your lips lubricating the frosting.

perfect. just perfect. his moans filling the air, the sweet frosting mixed in his cum. this is going swell.

"baby– holy–" agent squirmed and twitched as warmth of your mouth and tongue made him climax all over your face.

"oh– shit–" agent sat up quickly and wiped the cum and frosting concoction off your cheeks. "i'm sorry! nothing got in your eye right?" he panicked cutely.

you licked your lips and laughed softly "no...this is exactly what i wanted. happy birthday." you cooed

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